Disclaimer: I do not own Jonny Quest or related characters.
Jessie hadn't meant to find them, she honestly hadn't. Yet, here she was sitting on the floor the papers spread out around her. Some were starting to tear at the creases where they had been folded and unfolded many times over the years. Some were as old as ten years, some as young as seven. Jessie's emerald eyes looked over the crayon drawings, the quality of art increasing from a four-year-old's drawing to a seven-year-old's. Her art. (Well, to be fair, there were a few that must have been drawn by Jonny when he was younger.)
Jessie honestly couldn't believe her dad had kept all these drawings. She thought they would have been lost years ago, yet here they were. Drawings of a kid's rendition of how her family used to be, back when it was her, her mom, and her dad.
Jessie picked up the last one she had done. The picture had been completed just before her parents had gotten divorced. The picture showed her younger self hadn't expected her parents to split as the drawing showed them together as they had always been.
Oh, she had known her parents hadn't always gotten along, but back then Jess never thought they would actually split up. Then they did. That was when Jessie stopped drawing.
Shaking her head Jessie started to carefully place the drawings back in the box. No longer remembering what she had even been searching for in her father's desk, Jessie replaced the filled box in the bottom drawer and slid it shut.
Race was exhausted when he finally stumbled into his room that night. Despite the fact they had been home all day Jonny had still found someway to get into trouble. One of these days that kid had to learn the rule of not testing prototypes without permission existed for a reason. His plan was just to go to bed but something on his desk caught his eye.
The folded up piece of paper didn't look very suspicious, but it hadn't been there before. Frowning, Race picked it up and flipped it over. His frown transformed into a smile upon seeing "To Dad, from Jessie" written in his daughter's neat handwriting. Now curious, he unfolded the piece of paper.
It was a drawing, done in colored pencil instead of crayon like her old drawings were, of the Quest Team, including her, with Estella. A family drawing just like the ones she used to draw for him when she was a child.