Rift Activity
Here is my very first published fanfiction! I hope that you like it! I dedicate this to my mom...mommy I love you and hope that you like it! I don't own anything, so don't sue me. Please read and respond!
I would like to say sooo sorry for all of you that waited sooooooo very long for the rest of this story and thank you so much for sticking with it. It has been a long and crazy few years and I'm still trying to get back on my feet. Hope that you all like what I did.
This story takes place after the events from CHILDREN OF EARTH, as if the events of MIRICLE DAY have never happened or taken place. Gwen has had her baby, a little girl, and Rhys has officially joined the team. Jack, Gwen, and Rhys have re-built the HUB, information center, and the Tower.
Chapter 1: Trouble with the Rift
"Jack!" Gwen yelled loudly, sounding alarmed. "What?" Jack yelled back gruffly, not wanting to get up from his desk. "We've got a problem!" Gwen yelled back. Jack groaned and tromped down the stairs, out into the heart of the newly re-built Hub. "What have we got?" he asked seriously. "I'm reading some serious Rift activity," Gwen motioned to her view screen. "Where?" Jack asked, stepping up behind her. She punched several keys on the keyboard and then blinked. "Rift Valley, in Africa?!" she stated, puzzled. "Mmmm…" Jack nodded. "Aptly named," he mused aloud. "Jack, that's not funny!" Gwen hit him in the arm. "What's not funny?" Rhys asked, entering the room, holding his baby daughter, Anwen, over his shoulder. "We've got major Rift activity in Africa," Gwen told her husband, reaching for the baby. "Africa?" Rhys clarified, handing the baby to his wife. "Isn't that a bit out of our jurisdiction?" Rhys asked, comically. Jack burst out laughing. Gwen shot him a look and Jack tried to control himself. "Sorry," he struggled to stop laughing. Rhys snickered softly. "This is no joke!" Gwen boomed. Anwen fussed softly; Gwen patted her back soothingly, to calm her down.
The computer suddenly buzzed and beeped loudly, breaking the short silence. Jack turned to look at the screen suddenly very serious. Gwen handed the baby back to Rhys and glanced at the screen over Jack's shoulder. "What is it?" Rhys asked, pulling his daughter closer to him, not knowing what to do or think. "The energy signature is moving," Gwen answered, fear slowing entering her voice. "Have you ever seen this happen before, Jack?" she turned to face Jack. He shook his head. "Never," he stated flatly. The screen beeped again. "Now this may be a problem," Jack retorted. "Why? What's going on?" Rhys asked, more fear creeping into his voice. He had seen so much in his short time with Jack but seeing him unsure made everything seem worse. "Since it's moving, we don't know if someone or something may be coming through along the way," she turned back to Jack. Jack punched several keys on the keyboard. Gwen began to pace the floor in a huff. "So, if this thing is moving, where exactly is it headed?" Rhys asked, fidgeting with the baby. Gwen stopped pacing and looked at Jack. "Well? Where's it headed?" Jack turned to face them both. "Right toward us."
Gwen gasped. "Oh," Rhys groaned, looking at his wife. "And that's bad?" he questioned, but already knew the answer. "Very bad!" Gwen agreed. The computer whirled loudly. They all turned to the screen. "It's here!" Jack looked up at the high ceiling, wondering what they would find waiting for them.
"Alright, Gwen, take the stairs and I'll take the lift," Jack pointed to the stairwell, throwing her a weapon, as he stepped onto the rising platform. Gwen nodded and ran for the stairs. Rhys followed up behind her. She turned and put up her hand to stop him. "No, you don't." she shook her head. Rhys sighed. "Come on, Gwen." She shook her head again. "You stay here with the baby," her voice full of resolve. Rhys squeezed his daughter tightly. "But you don't know what's waiting for you up there!" Rhys retorted, worry evident in his voice. "That's why you stay here." She turned and went up a few steps, then stopped short. She turned quickly, kissed Rhys and her daughter. "If a hair is out of place on her head, there will be trouble," she smiled. Rhys smiled weakly. "I love you, you big idiot," she smiled at her husband. And with that, she turned and ran up the stairs. Rhys turned, tears welling, and looked up at Jack. Jack smiled. "I won't let anything happen," he promised and winked. Rhys sighed and rolled his eyes. "Your mummy is a crazy woman!" he whispered to his daughter, cuddled in his arms; the baby cooed softly back. Rhys looked up again and watched as Jack became smaller and smaller, until the rising platform broke through to the surface above.