oh my goodness!

I just got notifications left right and center, i feel amazing. Dedicating this chapter to my friend Kisha who has helped me plot out this story after I told her i didn't know how it was gonna go.

On with the story. Oh but before we forget, we imagined Jake to be at 4- 4 and a half months old, anyone want me to change it, Reveiew, Pm me, I will consider all ideas.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own MPHFPC/sadly/ But.. I do own any and all original characters that i Introduce here

After an hour or so staring at the baby, thinking about what had occured just hours before; Miss Peregrine absentmindedly took out her pocket watch, and was stunned to see that she only had 47 minutes to left to start on dinner.

Skirting around the sleeping boys with Jacob secured to her chest, she walked out to the fouyer and up the stairs, careful not step on the creaky floorboards so as not to wake the babe dead to the world in her arms. Passing by Bronwyn and Fiona's room, she took a peek in, and smiled slightly at the sight of the two girls curled around each other, both using the other as a security blanket. Gingerly closing the door, she continued down the hallway to her room.

Transferring the baby to her other arm, she reached into a hidden pocket in her blouse, and drew out a rustic key, the handle twisting in a way reminiscent of ivy vines to form a P. Slipping the key in the lock and turning it, she opened the door and was immediately hit with the comforting smell of honeysuckle radiating from the pores of the room.

Depositing the slumbering bundle at the foot of her bed and after making sure he wouldn't fall off, Miss Peregrine got to work. She set about creating a secure nest to place her new charge into. Gathering all the blankets in the room and placing her softest pillows in an oval, she took a throw quilt from the chair at her dresser, and tucked it over the mess of linen, re arranging them underneath so there were no lumps, she stood back to admire her handiwork.

A whistling outside brought her attention to her watch. Seeing as she had 15 minutes left to get to the garden, Miss Peregrine picked up Jacob, and stationed him in the middle of the burrow she had created.

Hurrying down the stairs, she took a moment to breathe, to collect herself so as not to seem harried, and carried on to the living room. She muffled her steps, knowing the boys would need their sleep after their ordeal. Grabbing the apron from the hook, she made her way outside, determined to feed her children in time.

Lidded eyes squinted open, taking a minute to shake off the after affects of sleep he let out a tiny yawn and looked around for the nice lady, but ended up staring in childlike awe at the big space he was in. lifting his hands clumsily, tubby arms moved in excitement to slap together, only to stop as he realised that his bear was was not in them.

Blue eyes immediately filling with tears, and a cry starting up in his throat, Jacob took one last look around to make sure he couldn't see his bieski. Then, he screeched, long and loud.

The screech tapered off, but he caught his breath and let out an unearthly wail. He shrieked, and cried until he turned blue in the face, anything he had to to get back his bear. He cried and cried for what felt like a life time, but was really ten minutes, before a loud slam shocked him enough to get him to stop. Closing his bloodshot eyes in distress, the baby didn't see the person who had forced the door open in their haste to see what was upsetting him.

Footsteps coming closer to him made Jacob whimper in fear, and turn his head away. Calloused but gentle hands petted his head, and a deep, rumbling voice soothed away his anxiety.

He opened his eyes, and saw a big person kneeling down in front of him, a part of him was scared of the person immediately; but then he looked into their eyes and saw a softness like his jaja, he knew this person wouldn't hurt him. Sniffing, and rubbing his eyes, he reached out for the big person. Grey eyes widen, and fill with uncertainty, but the boy eventually attempts to lift the child, one big hand feather light supporting the baby's head, brushing the growing brown strands, the other cradling his body.

His caution is rewarded with a gummy smile and twinkling eyes, and, much like his headmistress before him, Victor Bruntly fell under the baby's spell, with nothing but a feeling of wonderment, and an urge to protect, as strong as any mother's.

The creak of the door signaling someone else's arrival, made both boy and baby alike look up from their staring contest. Miss Peregrine in all her glory stood in the doorway with an unreadable expression on her face as she looked at the two, after a few beats of silence apart from the baby's squealing, Miss Peregrine held out her arms; silently commanding him to hand over the child.

Paling considerably, Victor gave the squealing baby to the pensive woman, hands shaking slightly as they were relieved of the was quite a feat that while holding a baby babbling around a few strands of her hair, Miss Peregrine still looked scary enough to send hollows running.

Victor murmered an apology, and brushed past her to go to his room, when a hand grabbed the edge of his sleeve, making him pause. Looking back revealed that it was Jacob, not Miss Peregrine that was grabbing him. The baby was chattering angrily at him and tugging on his arm, daring a peek at Miss Peregrine, showed that she seemed mostly amused at the current turn of events.

With mirth thick in her voice she gestured at the child "It would seem as though he wants to go with you" As she spoke, she placed the appeased child into his arms, and closed the stood outside the door for a while, then shook his head and walked down to his room, little Jacob cooing, and patting his cheek along the way.

When he reached his door, he was forced to open the door with his foot, pushing the handle down and kicking it open. Stepping inside, he looked down at the baby in his arms, and smiled. shoving the door closed behind him as he moved forward.