About two hours later, Sams father was home from work early and had planned on just sitting on the couch, drinking a beer and watching TV but instead he had to go down to the station for his no good son. Cussing the whole way there he was mad when he walked in the door looking around "I'm looking for a Sargent Clayborn!" he yelled out as he looked till he spotted Ken walking form his desk<br/>"What can I do for you sir?" he asked as he leaned on the counter looking at the two.<br/>"I'm here to get my son, Samuel Carlson" he said as he looked around, Ken nodded a bit<br/>"Sir you do understand he won't be going home for a while, he was found in possession of drugs" Ken told him before leading him back to the holding cell.<br/>"Fuck that, I deal with my son the way I want! you don't like it tough shit cop" he growled trying to open the cell "Get this open!" he growled. Ken stopped him from pulling and crossed his arms across his chest<br/>"Sir! I am telling you, either your son gets locked up or he can participate in a new program we have set up for kids like him" He told him as he blocked Rick from the cell doors with his body.<br/>"Then lock his ass up! No program is going to help his ass he don't even listen to his own father!" he said aloud so everyone could hear him. Ken nodded a bit "Then I need you to sign a few papers please" he said leading them back to his desk<br/>"You sign them, I'm going to wait in the car." Rick told his wife as he walked out the door. Sonja sat at Kens desk and sighed a bit<br/>"I don't want him to go to jail, can this program really help?" she asked in a soft whisper<br/>"Yea it can, I will make sure of it" he said as he watched her pulling out the papers, he showed her where to sign and gave her the pen. Sonja signed the paper and stood up going to the cell being let in by Ken, she walked over to sam hugging him with tears coming from her eyes.