I had just picked my son up from tutoring a couple students at school when Danny said, "Stop Dad, there is something back there."

I backed the car up and he hopped out then ran down into the alley. I put the car in park and reached onto the glove box and got the torch. Grabbing a blanket, I turned the light on and walked into the dark alley. "Hurry Dad," my son said. "It's a boy and he's really bad off."

I ran down to him and my torch shined on a lad of about 12 or so. "Bloody hell son," I said. "It looks like he's been to hell and back again."

Danny lifted his jumper and looked him over then said, "I don't see anything here Dad,"

I took out my mobile and dialed 999 and requested an ambulance to my location saying, "This is Dr. Franklin, I've found an injured boy of about 12. I can't any apparent injuries but he needs to be seen in casualty straight away." I rang off then said, "Danny, I'm going to need you to follow us in the car. I'll be riding with him to hospital."

Danny ran and got my bag while I monitored his vitals until the ambulance arrived. I heard the distinctive high low wail of the vehicle, as it got closer. Danny waited by my car so he could show the men where to come. The ambulance pulled in behind my car and got their gear and started slowly making their way down the alley. I shined my torch on them and said, "Come on lads, be quick about it now."

I moved on the other side of him and got a huge whiff of him. The men put him in a collar and we log rolled him onto a backboard. "When you get his clothes off be careful, he's soiled himself." I said. "I'm Dr. Miles Franklin, Head of Pediatric Urology at Poole Hospital."

"All right Sir," the paramedic said. "We'll just get him loaded and then evaluate him in the back."

They wheeled him to their unit and we started removing his clothing. "Crikey Sir, he did soil himself. Look Doctor, he's wearing a nappy."

The medic and I checked his arms and legs for signs of fractures then rolled him onto his side so he could get cleaned up. The driver turned on the air conditioning full blast so the back could be aired out. The paramedic was cleaning his bum when he said, "Bloody hell, this boy's been raped doctor."

I looked at his bottom and his rectum was gaping wide open. "Who could have done this to a child?"

"I don't know Sir," the paramedic said. "But I'd like a few minutes with him back in that alley."

Once he was cleaned, the medic started an IV then he asked, "Take him to Poole Sir?"

We were 5 minutes from there so I nodded yes. Danny followed as we made it to Casualty in about 3 minutes. He was wheeled onto an exam room where Dr. Freddie Drew looked at me and said, "What have you got Miles?"

"Dunno mate," I said. "Danny spotted him in an alley as we were going home. He'd soiled himself and when the medic was cleaning him, it was discovered he'd been seriously assaulted."

The medic was checking his vitals again then said, "Sirs, you better have a look at this."

We went over to the table and Freddie said, "What do you make of this Miles?"

I looked and said 3 small scars on his abdomen. "Looks like he's had a laparoscopic procedure done sometime recently," I said as I removed the sheet covering him. "Bloody hell, look at this Freddie."

"Damn," he said looking at his bits. "Why would he need this? He's too young to be in puberty."

"Let's get some x-rays of his head, neck and spine," I said. "Then I want a CT or his abdomen and pelvis."

"You better notify the police and the social workers," Freddy said.

"I want him," I said moving his blonde locks out of his eyes.

"You a fosterer mate?" Freddy asked.

"It's been a while but yeah," I replied moving out of the way for x-ray to get in.

We stepped out of the room so the films could be taken. Danny came up to me and said, "How bad is he Dad?"

"Pretty bad son," I said. "Someone buggered him good."

"Why," Danny asked as he couldn't hold the tears any longer.

Easy lad," I said or you'll soil your nappy too.

"Too late Dad," he said through his tears.

"Go get one out of your pack and I'll change you," I said.

I grabbed a nurse and said, "Stay with the lad until I get back or until they take him to CT scan."

"Yes Sir," she said.

I took Danny into an empty room and quickly changed his wet nappy. "Daddy you gotta do something for him."

I secured his nappy and he pulled his trousers up then I got him off the table. I saw Freddie coming out of the room followed by the boy on the stretcher. "They're taking to CT now Miles. I called the police and they will bring a social worker."

"He's not going anywhere," I said. "I'm having him admitted to my service. He's going to need surgery to repair his rectum plus I want to know what else is going on."

We had been talking about 20 minutes when he was rolled back into the exam room. Freddie and I looked at the x-rays first and nothing seemed out of the ordinary. I was about to put the CT films up when a young policewoman and old lady came down the hall. The old biddy thought she could take over by saying, "Where's the child."

I moved in front of the door and asked, "Who might you be, my good Madam?"

"I'm Mrs. Bingley from Social Services," she said still trying to push past me.

Freddy stepped in and said, "Ma'am, that is for authorized personnel only."

The young officer looked at me and said, "And might I enquire as to who you might me?"

Freddy looked at her and said, "This is Dr. Miles Franklin. He's on staff here."

"Excuse me Sir, I didn't know," the officer said. "We got a report of child what was sexually assaulted."

"It appears so," I said. "But at the moment he's still unconscious. And Mrs. Bingley, I was fosterer. I want to foster him when he is able to be released from hospital."

"How long will that be?" She asked.

"Right now I'm not sure," I said. "He's going to need several operations to repair his rectum plus what else may be wrong with him."

"Miles," Freddie said from inside the exam room.

He was standing looking at the CT films. "What the hell?" I said not believing what I was seeing. "Does that look like he's had surgery there?"

"It certainly looks like it," Freddie says. "But I can't tell why though."

I looked at the films and could for the life of me figure out what this boy was put through. I wanted him put into a private room and there was one available on the pediatric unit. We started to move him up to his room when he started moaning. "No don't please. No more, I can't take it."

I stopped the nurses then went to his side. "It's alright lad," I said softly. "You're safe now. You're in hospital."

A nurse came along side of me and he screamed, "NO PLEASE! I can't take it any more. Don't put anything else in my bum."

I looked at the nurse and said, "Step back out of his vision."

She stepped back and I looked at the boy and said, "No one is going to put anything in your bum son. Please trust me now, you're safe."

Mrs. Bingley came around to the other side and said, "Now what's your name son?"

He turned his head, looked at her and passed out. "Get him to his room straight away," I said. "You madam, come with me."

I went into the doctor's lounge and said, "Just what were you doing? Didn't you see the fragile state he was in?"

"I was just doing my job Doctor," she said. "We have to find out who he is and notify his parents."

"Even if they were the ones who did this to him?" I asked. "I was about to get his name if you'd just let me handle it. For right now, no female is to have any contact with him because of his mental state."

"If you want to foster him," she started.

"If you don't want to be permanently barred from this hospital and your supervisor notified that you caused the boy to pass out because of his fragile state of mind, you'll follow my instructions. Do we understand each other?"

She thought about it then finally relented to my orders. "Very well Doctor," she said. "But I need to know who he is for our records."

"For right now, his name is John Doe," I said. "Now I have to find a male nurse to care for him. I will be on touch."

I left the lounge and went to the lift. The policewoman was standing there and said, "I'll get a male officer here. I know a young man who is very good with children. He won't say anything to him until you let him know it's safe."

"Thanks officer," I said as the lift door opened.

I entered the lift then pressed 3. I got off when the doors opened then walked to the nurse's station. I found the head nurse and requested she call the nursing supervisor. Once she was on the phone I said, "This is Dr. Franklin. I have a patient who is in a very fragile state and the sight of female's makes him most upset. I need three male nurses with pediatric experience."

"There is one on in another area of the ward Doctor," she said. "If you let me speak to the head nurse I'll make the arrangements."

While I was on the phone, Danny had followed me to the floor. He walked down the hall and saw the boy lying there in his bed. He slipped inside and closed the door so no one would see that he was in there.

I got the room number from the nurse and took his chart with me then went to see if he was awake again. When I walked in I got the start of my life. The boy was awake holding Danny's hand like a lifeline. "How'd you get up here son?" I asked startling both boys.

"I knew where you work Dad," he said.

As Danny was speaking to me I heard the boy gasp. "Oh no," he said as his bladder emptied into his nappy.

"Relax mate," Danny said. "That's me Dad. Remember me telling you about him?"

"O oh," he said wiggling.

"What happened?" Danny asked.

The boy started crying and said, "I soiled meself. I'm sorry Sir, I can't 'elp it"

I walked over to him and said softly, "It's alright lad. There's nothing to be ashamed of."

Danny stood and undid his trousers and showed the boy the white nappy hidden beneath them. "See mate," he said. "I wear them too."

The boy relaxed some then said, "Oh, I guess I don't feel so bad then. I just wish I could get things to work so I don't."

There was a knock at the door then a young male nurse came in carrying a large supply of nappies. "The head nurse said to bring these down when I came, Sir," the young nurse said. "I'm Bradley Porter. I'll be here until tomorrow morning."

"Thank you Bradley," I said looking back over to the boy. "Tell me lad, what is your name?"

"Jennings Sir," he said. "Oliver Jennings."

"Nice to meet you Oliver," I said pulling up a chair. "I'm Dr. Franklin and this is my son Danny."

Bradley set the nappies on the cart then left to continue with his other duties. Oliver was squirming in the bed then said, "Sir, could I trouble you please? I really need a change."

Danny stood up and said, "Would you like me to do it?"

He started blushing with Danny asked the question then said, "Uh sure, that would be great."

Danny went over and got a nappy off the cart then took a washcloth and got it wet with warm water. Danny pulled the chair over and climbed onto it then lowered the covers. He undid the tabs then lowered the front of the nappy. "Lift your bum mate," Danny said as he tugged on it.

Oliver lifted as the wet garment slid out from under him. Oliver was watching Danny as he gently washed his little penis and carefully retracted the foreskin making sure to clean thoroughly around the head. Danny rewet the cloth then washed what was Oliver's scrotum and inside his thighs. Danny nudged him and he rolled over onto his side so he could clean his bum.

Once that was done, Danny placed the nappy on the bed and Oliver rolled back on to it spreading his legs. I handed him the lotion and he squeezed some into his hand then rubbed it into Oliver's skin so his skin wouldn't break down. Oliver rolled back onto his side and Danny quickly rubbed some into his bum.

Oliver rolled back onto the nappy then Danny shook some powder onto his crotch and then pulled the nappy up and secured it tightly with the tabs.

I helped Danny off the bed as Oliver said, "Danny, I didn't mean to stare but what's wrong with you?"

Danny put the things away then said, "Nothing's wrong with me mate. I'm a dwarf, but we prefer to be called little people."

"Oh," he said. "Is that why you have to wear a nappy?"

"Yep," Danny said. "And before you ask, it's doesn't bother me. I have a small bladder and my stomach pushes on my intestines and I can't hold my bowels very well."

I looked at my watch and it was well after 8. I'm glad it was Friday and Danny didn't have school. I wanted to talk with him in detail about what had happened to him but I was hungry and I knew he had to be tired. I saw him yawn and asked, "Are you getting sleepy kiddo?"

"Sorta Sir," he said. "But I'm afraid if I do, someone's gonna come in and put something in my bum again."

I pushed the call bell and Bradley came in and said, "May I help you?"

"Bradley will you please tell Oliver here who else is allowed in this room," I asked.

"Other than you Sir, no one," he said. "Can I get something for you Oliver?"

I looked at Oliver and said, "I can get you something to help you sleep if you'd like."

"How would I take it Sir?" He asked.

"It's a liquid," I said. "You just drink it."

"What does it taste like?" He said suspiciously.

"It's cherry flavored," I said.

"O Oh OK," he said like he still wasn't sure.

I wrote an order for 5mg Ambien liquid then said to Bradley, "Ambien liquid, 5mg."

I handed him the chart before he left and a few minutes later he was back with the medicine. Oliver sniffed the liquid then looked at me and said, "This won't hurt my stomach, will it?"

"No son," I said. "Not at all."

"Dad wouldn't lie to you mate," Danny said.

Oliver drank down the liquid then said, "Mmmm, it does taste pretty good."

We stayed there with him until the medicine took effect and as he got drowsy, Danny was holding his hand. Once I knew he was sleeping soundly, Danny and I let him sleep."

We walked outside and I saw Bradley at the nurse's station. He looked at me and said, "Yes Sir, what can I do for you?"

"Check in on Oliver a couple of time during the night and make sure he's not wet," I said. "Also, be careful around his rectum."

"Yes Sir," Bradley said. "I'll take good care of him. What is it about females?"

"I'm not sure," I said. "Maybe it was women who abused him. But what ever it is, I'll find out when I talk with him more tomorrow. Call me if there are any problems with him."

Danny and I left the hospital and tried once again to get home. We were both starving so I got us each an order of fish and chips to go. We got home about 10 and Danny looked at me and asked, "What are the chances of fostering him?"

"Dunno son," I said taking my dinner from the bag. "That old worker really had her knickers in a bunch after I told her off but I have a few friends there."

Danny took a couple of chips and stuffed them into his mouth looking lost. "Why'd someone cut his bollocks off?"

"I don't know son," I said. "That wasn't the only thing that's happened to him either. I just hope I can figure what did happen and be able to correct it."

"You're a good doctor," Danny said. "You'll be able to."

"Dunno there son," I said swallowing a bite of fish. "It all depends on what I find wrong. Some things just can't be fixed when someone goes in and deliberately damages them."

"You think it could be that bad?" Danny asked sipping on his soda.

"Could be," I said. "I won't know until I can go in and have a look around."

"I really like him Dad," Danny said.

"I saw the looks son," I said. "Just be easy with him. He's quite fragile right now. I dunno how he'd take to being changed by someone gay and not telling him. And with his balls gone, he won't get a stiffy to let you know how he feels."

"Those butchers," Danny said finally losing the battle with his tears.

I wrapped my arms around him and said, "I know son. If I can ever find out who did it, they will be in prison for a very long time. When he's a little older, we can start him on hormones to he's grow and develop like a normal lad. Now come on and finish your dinner, it's late and I have to see Oliver tomorrow."

We finished our meal then took Danny into his room and changed his nappy. After that was done, I did my nightly routine and crawled into bed setting the alarm for 7.

It seemed I was barely asleep when the alarm was waking me. I staggered into the loo and took a leak then put the kettle on for my tea. I went back to my room and quickly showered and shaved then put on my suit for work. The electric kettle had the water steaming by the time I came back. I fixed my morning Earl Grey and toasted a bagel. I checked on Danny and he was still sleeping soundly. I left him a note telling him I would try to be home by noon but would be home for tea.

I parked out front and went to the third floor where I immediately saw Bradley. "What time do you get off?" I asked patting him on the shoulder.

"I'm already off Sir," he said. "I'm just talking with Sandy here before I head home."

The morning head nurse came to the station and Bradley bid a hasty retreat towards the lifts. "Who will be assigned with Oliver this morning?" I asked.

"That would be Albert Styles," she said looking at the assignment sheet.

Just then we heard a commotion down the hall and the head nurse took off to see what was going on. "I'm sorry but you can't go in there," a male voice said. "Those are the Doctor's orders."

The head nurse said, "Well if you're with her officer."

I finally got close enough to see who was causing the commotion then said, "She still isn't allowed in that room."

Everyone turned and the head nurse said, "That is Dr. Franklin, the boy's attending."

The lady tried to quietly leave unseen when I said, "Going somewhere Mrs. Bingley?"

She stopped in her tracks when I said her name and the officer said, "You know each other?"

"Yes officer, we do," I said looking at the woman. "She came in last night and after I saw the state the boy was in after seeing women, I'm not allowing any woman to see him for right now until I can sort things out. I told Mrs. Bingley this but she persists in going against my orders."

The officer looked at the woman and said, "You told me this child wasn't being looked after."

"Lady if you'd just give me some time with him," I said. "If all you want is his name then you could have gotten that at the nurse's station. Now, what else do you need?"

"I need to know his details," she said. "I need to know what happened to him."

"As soon as we find out you'll be the first to know," I said. "It was late when he came to after your stunt and I thought it best if he got some rest. I can tell you this though, and that is what ever happened to him was caused by a woman or women."

"I didn't know," she said.

"Why do you think I asked you to wait until you heard from me?" I asked. "I'm not going to deny a case worker to see him but what good would it do if you went to talk with him and he worked himself into hysterics."

"You're right Doctor," she replied. "I do apologise."

"Nothing against you Mrs. Bingley," I said. "I do think you care about young Oliver but given the situation, I think it best if a male worker had his case. I believe a woman has abused this lad and this will take a lot of time for him to get over." I looked at the officer then said, "Now, I don't want the police trying to hound this boy either. I know it's important for him to give you a statement about what happened. Are the officer they sent to talk with him?"

"Yes Doctor, I am," he said. "The other officer told us about what happened and she even felt a male would do better."

"I'm going to talk with him and if he's willing, so he will only have to tell it once, I will have you there so you can record or make notes as to what happened," I said.

"That sounds more than fair Doctor," the officer said.

Mrs. Bingley looked at me and said, "Dr. Franklin, I did a query into your license and it is still good. I will recommend that you be allowed to foster him when he's ready to leave."

"Thank you," I said. "Now if you'll excuse me I would like to see Oliver."

I went inside and Albert we helping him get cleaned up. He had just put a softer nappy on and I said, "How are you today Oliver?"

Albert got him sitting up in the bed then he said, "Feeling better today Sir. I had a real nice rest last night."

I went over and did a quick exam on him then I asked, "Do you feel up to talk with me for a little?"

He looked down then said, "I guess so Sir."

Before I started I said, "There is a young officer out there that needs to take a statement from you. Would you mind if he sat with us?"

"It's not a woman is it Sir," he asked.

"No son," I replied patting his leg. "It's a man."

"Alright," he said. "If you're gonna be here with me, he can come in."