Me and Chase were almost home when we saw ambulances, police cars, and fire trucks littering the street in front of our house. We both looked at each other and started running. Chase was, of course, faster than me. A police officer saw us running and came to stop us.
"What the hell is wrong with our house?!" Chase yelled after the officer stopped him.
"Sir, please calm down. Are you Chase Keegan?" The officer asked.
"Yeah," Chase asked skeptically. By this time I was by his side, grabbing onto his arm for comfort, like I always do.
"Are you Dustin Keegan?" The officer asked me.
Before I could answer Chase answered for me.
"Yes she is. Now what the hell is going on?" Chase asked angrily.
"Mr. Keegan, I'm officer Dickens. I was called out here because we were informed of a shooting. I'm sorry to say this but, your mother was killed. We got the man who shot her on the way here." Officer Dickens informed us. I couldn't help but start to cry. Chase knelt down in front of me and pulled me into his not-so-famous bear hugs. "I'm going to need to take you two down to the station. Not for questioning but, we do need to find you a place to stay until we can find your father. Your mother was barely alive when we got here. She told us about a file in a cabinet. It has to do with your father. I'll let you two pack a suitcase or two of your clothes and necessities before we leave. Please, follow me." He motioned for us to follow him. I didn't want to get up but Chase made me. I followed behind, not wanting to go into the house anymore.
"Dustin," Chase called quietly, "Come on, lets pack some stuff."
"How are you not crying?" I asked, my voice rough from crying.
"I don't know," he told me honestly. I can always. Tell when he's lying.
We went up to his room. He pulled out his suitcase and filled it with some clothes. He took down his posters and folded them up neatly an placed them inside. He grabbed a second pair of shoes and then zipped up his suitcase. We walked into my room and I did the same, I also grabbed a necklace my mom gave me, a little silver dream catcher with a little black diamond thing in the middle. I started to cry again as I put it on. I grabbed my favorite blanket, it's multi colored with turquoise, pink, magenta, blue, green, and purple. Chase took my suitcase and his and we went down the stairs. I made a pit stop in the kitchen and grabbed the last two monsters out of the fridge. It was going to be a long night.
"You two ready?" Officer Dickens asked once we got out of the house. We both nodded and put our suitcases in the trunk of his patrol car and crawled in the back. "Let's go." Dickens said them pulled out and off to the police station.
"I can't believe this just happened," I whispered to Chase.
"I can't either," he pulled me into a side hug.
"Officer Dickens?" I said barely audible.
"Yes?" He raised his eyebrow.
"Are we going to get separated?" I wearily asked.
"Only if we can't find your dad. I doubt that we won't. From these folders, he should be quite easy to find. We do, however, have to put you guys in a foster home until we can contact your dad." He explained.
"OH CRAP!" Chase almost screamed. "We forgot Jaeger!"
"Who's Jaeger?" Dickens asked.
"Our dog." I said, maybe a little bit snappily. Who else would he be? Out great uncle?
"I'll tell an officer down there to find him and bring him down to the station." Dickens said calmly, clearly a little annoyed by my answer.
"That is not a good idea. Jaeger doesn't take to strangers very kindly. It would be best for us to get him." Chase told him.
"Alright," Dickens sighed.
When we got there, Jaeger was running around, barking madly at everyone.
I jumped out and yelled his name, he immediately stopped and ran to me. "Hey, buddy!" I pat him on the head. "Chase, can you go get his food and leash, please?" I asked sweetly.
"Yes, your higness," he bowed and ran off to the house again.
"So this is the all mighty Jaeger, huh?" Dickens asked, kneeling down beside him.
"Yeah, be careful. He doesn't like strangers around me or Chase. He's like a guard dog. Unless he knows you, themselves he a teddy bear. " I kneeled down beside Jaeger as well. "Isn't that right buddy?" I asked in a playful tone. He barked excitedly and tackled me down to lick my face very thoroughly.
"Ew, Dustin, do you know where that tongue has been?" Chase asked disgusted by my actions with the dog.
"Oh shut up and put that on the car. Come on, Jaeger!" I got up and went off to the car and got in, Jaeger on my lap. Chase and Dickens got in and we made our trip to the station.

Notes

So... My Zacky Father fan fic.
tell me how you like it so far!

Stephanie and Tyler don't come in until next chapter.
Just so ya know...
just so ya know you don't play guitar with your neck bro, you play it with your bum bum
wise words from a very drunken Synyster Gates