ASLAUG REMOVES A CHILD AND CONFRONTS HIS ABUSER
by Hamlet



Roland Keating knew something was wrong as soon as he arrived home in
Blidworth Nottinghamshire. The door was unlocked, and Linda's car was in the
driveway. He opened the door but saw no sign of Linda. Usually when she was at
home, she greeted him at the door with a kiss and a drink.

Then he saw her flat on her back on the floor. "Either she's sick or we've
been robbed!" was his first thought.

He rushed over to where Linda was sprawled on the floor. "My God!" he blurted
out when he saw her face. He ran into the kitchen and filled two plastic bags
with ice.

Linda was just starting to stir when he got back. He placed the bags of ice
over her eyes which now were just small slits surrounded by a sea of black and
purple. He was even more astonished when he looked down and found a tooth
seemingly stuck to the top of her leotard just above her breasts.

"Don't move." he said." Just stay there and take it easy. When you feel you
can talk?

tell me what happened.".

Assuming that they had been burgled he asked, "What did they take?"

"Just Richard" she managed to say through her puffy lips.

"Kidnappers!" Roland exclaimed." I'll call the police right now!"

"N-No don't do that. Wait a few minutes and I'll try to tell you what happened
but no police."

"Who did this to you, then?" Roland wanted to know. "You look like a wreck."

"P-P-Please get me some aspirin or tylenol. I hurt so bad I can't stand it."

Roland went to the medicine cabinet and found extra strength tylenol was the
strongest thing they had. He got two tablets and a glass of water and went
back to Linda. He got down on his knees and lifted her head up slightly so she
could take the medicine. While he was kneeling by her his hand accidentally
brushed over her stomach. She let go with a renewed cry of pain. He gently
removed her leotard and saw several black and blue splotches on her tender
belly.

"I-I'll try to talk now," Linda told him. "It's very hard to say anything with
my mouth like this."

Roland took a closer look at her mouth. Her upper lip was split and swollen to
twice its' normal size. The tooth that been stuck on her leotard had come from
her upper front teeth. The one next to it while still barely attached was bent
far back toward the roof of her mouth. When Roland touched it, the tooth came
out in his hand followed by a fresh gush of blood. Linda tried to compose
herself.

She started her story. She told him about Aslaug's arrival with the Court
Order to take Richard away from them. She included the part about how she had
tried to stop her. Then she described the fight.

"I never believed a woman could hit that hard. She just kept pounding my poor
tummy."

Roland interrupted her. "You've had me punch those abs. They are like steel. I
thought it would be impossible to hurt them."

Linda continued her story. "At first, I was able to tighten them when this
foreign bitch hit me, but she just kept driving those hard fists of hers in
there repeatedly. Finally, I just could not take it anymore and my tummy
muscles just caved in. She really hurt me. When she hit my eye, the pain was
so bad I could not move. She kept bashing both of my eyes with her fists until
I could not see."

." Right after that she did this to my mouth. The last thing I remember was
her saying

that I was lucky she did not have more time, or I would receive even more
punishment for the way we treated Richard. Then I think she was mentioned
something about having a nap, I felt a terrible pain in my chin, and
everything went black.

"Roland, she knows about the money. She is having custody transferred to
Richard's mother.'

"Right now, I am taking you to the dentist to see what he can do about your
teeth. We will tell him you were in an accident. After you have recovered, we
will pay her a little visit," Roland told Linda.

"I'm not paying that foreign cow any visit! I never want to see her again. She
might hurt me even worse the next time. I thought I could fight; you remember
the dancer I beat up; this bitch's fists were like being hit with clubs. Big,
hard, clubs. I'm not going anywhere near her again."

Roland picked up the court papers and started to read them, "Maybe I'll just
go see this foreign bitch myself. I'll even things up for you, don't worry."

Meanwhile Aslaug drove Richard home with her to her home in Beeston outside
Nottingham. Lilia, Aslaug's sister insisted on preparing a huge dinner for
Richard. He ate like he had not seen food for days. Lilia topped off Richard's
dinner with a large bowl of ice cream.

Aslaug sat down next to Richard. "I'm sorry you had to witness that fight
sweetheart this afternoon. Fighting is not a way to solve problems. I tried my
best to avoid it, but Linda forced me to do it.'

"She didn't also force you to knock her out there at the end, did she?'
Richard asked.

Aslaug's eyes narrowed. "This is a pretty aware kid," she thought. "No, she
did not,"

Aslaug explained to Richard. "I did that because I wanted to. That is where
human emotion gets in the way. I was incredibly angry for the way she and your
father have been treating you. In the heat of that anger I wanted to punish
her for their actions. I was also angry because she attacked me. I must admit
that once it started, I let my old feelings from my childhood days get the
best of me. I used to love fight and hurt people, and, in some situations, I
revert back to the past."

Richard looked at her again. "I think she deserved everything she got and even
more," he said. "I wish you would do the same thing to my father; he beat me
even worse than Linda did."

Suddenly Richard changed the subject. "Show me your muscle, Aslaug. I've never
seen a girl with muscles like yours before."

Now Aslaug turned red. She was proud of her muscles and strength but had never
had anyone openly admire them like this before. "I'll tell you what," she
said, "let me go change my clothes and we will have a short workout and both
of will show our muscles, OK?"

Aslaug went to her room and put on a cropped halter top and shorts. They could
not go to the gym, so she led Richard through a series of exercises. Soon both
had worked up a sweat.

"Now will you show me your muscle?" Richard asked again. Resigned to the fact
that she could not get out of it, Aslaug agreed. She knew boys were fascinated
by biceps, so she decided to save that for last. She hit all the poses showing
her shoulders, chest, abs, and especially her big legs. Finally, it was time
for arms.

"First show me yours," Aslaug said. Richard did his best impression of a
bodybuilder flexing, but he was quite small and puny. They were both laughing
now.

Then Aslaug stepped forward. First, she flexed her triceps. Large horseshoe
shaped ridges of muscle formed on the backs of her arms. Then almost shyly she
flexed her biceps. Huge balls of muscle that looked to be the size of
cantaloupes rose on her arms. Large veins ran through them and there were
splits at the peaks. "Wow!" Was all Richard could say.

"I think that is enough for tonight. You need to get some sleep. You have a
big day ahead Richard. You are going to live with your mother, and I will make
sure she takes proper care of you." She took him to the spare bedroom.

"Will you come in and say goodnight to me?" he asked. Aslaug sat on the side
of the bed next to the small boy.

"Aslaug you're terrific, you are the greatest person I have ever known," he
said, and he hugged her. Aslaug kissed him gently on the forehead. "You go to
sleep. I must go back to my office for a while to make sure everything is
ready for you

"Goodnight, Aslaug," he said. "Goodnight, Richard," she replied as she closed
the door.

Since no one would be at the office in Nottingham she did not change clothes,
she just put on a leather jacket over her workout clothes. When she arrived,
she unlocked the door. A large reception area was in the front with a hallway
behind that leading to several offices one of which was Aslaug's. She hung her
jacket on the back of her chair and started to check all the paperwork to make
sure all went smoothly for Richard

Her mind drifted to the events since she had come to the UK six months ago as
a social worker from her home city of Pedersborg in Norseland. The fights with
with Linda Keating.

"I hate to admit it," she told herself, "but I still like to fight. I love the
feel of my fists smashing my opponent to mush. I will have to control it and
only allow myself to fight in situations like these two. When right is on my
side, it is easier to justify what I did to Linda. Richard was right. She did
deserve that and more!"

"Jeg hater aa innroomme det, men jeg liker fremdeles aa kjempe. Jeg elsker
foolelsen av at knyttnevene mine smadrer motstanderen til aa svi. Jeg maa
stjoorna det og bare tillate meg aa kjempe i addst�ddur som disse to. Naar
hooyre er paa min side, er det lettere aa rettferdiggjoore hva jeg gjorde mot
Linda. Richard hadde rett. Hun fortjente det og mer!"

Her thoughts were interrupted by someone banging on the door. "Who could
ossibly be down here this time of night?" she thought.

"Open up you Norsi bitch, I know you're in there!"

She looked from the hallway to the front door. It was Roland Keating banging
on the door and yelling at the top of his lungs. "I had better let him in
before half the police in town are down here."

She hurried to the door before he drew any more attention. Aslaug opened the
door and asked Roland what he wanted.

"I want you you Norsi cow! You have totally screwed up my life. You are taking
away

my son, the money that goes with him and you have beaten up my wife. I want
some of you!"

Aslaug tried to calm him down. He would have none of it. He was determined to
get even with Aslaug for the supposed problems she had caused for him and
Linda. "On top of everything else the dentist is having to build a bridge for
Linda. He could not repair the teeth you knocked out."

"Mr. Keating, the trouble is all of your own making. All the evidence is in.
all I did was act as coordinator. The doctor's hospital records, the reports
from school, and the interviews with your neighbours all show that the two of
you have a clear record of abuse of a genuinely decent child. You had your
chance to make it right and you made it worse instead. This is no one's fault
but yours. You are his father. I think you should be put in prison for the way
Richard has been treated!"

"Enough of your bullshit accusations. I am here to even the score. We might be
losing the money that came from Richard's trust fund, but at least I can get
some satisfaction."

Roland was shouting now.

She reasoned to him in her even more domineering manner.

". Keating, I think you had better leave now before both of us do something we
will regret. "

"JUST LEAVE NOW KEATING!!!"

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