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The last chapter was such a success, and it got so much love and GAA! I can't thank you guys enough!
I know, I know, I'm early. Sue me. I couldn't wait to post this chapter!
I will reply to comments down below in the bottom Author Notes.
Anyways, this chapter is about Cole helping the girl.
I'm almost positive that you guys are somewhat confused, and I will answer most questions in this chapter.
(please don't sue me I'm already broke)
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"Nurse!" My dad called the same girl with the dirty blonde hair over.
"Yes?" She replied. Her badge read "Head Nurse - Yvonne Threshold."
"I need you to do a quick checkup on this girl." My dad pointed to the violet-eyed girl on the ground.
She hadn't spoken a word since she just muttered quietly to herself.
"Oh, she's awake." The nurse observed, with a hint of surprise in her voice.
The nurse crouched down near the girl, but the girl just stared quietly at the ground. "Sweetheart," Yvonne cooed, putting a hand on her shoulder.
The girl's head shot up, her violet eyes staring her down.
"How long have you been asleep?"
"30 years." She answered quietly.
"What was the last thing you remembered?"
"My brother saved me from the fire, but they sent me to the hospital. The last thing I saw was him telling me that it would all be okay. Then I fell asleep and never woke up until now." She answered.
"Who were your parents?" The nurse's voice was the same even tone, but concern clouded her brown eyes.
"Alla and Eric Garner," She replied.
"And who was your brother?"
"Morrison Garner,"
"And who are you?"
"Shea Garner,"
"Do you know where your family is."
The girl, Shea, looked down at the ground, her eyes sparkling with unshed tears, and shook her head.
"Oh, dear." Yvonne sighed. "Uh, Mr. Hence."
"Yes?" My dad looked up at the mention of his name.
"Can you take Shea to the town hall and find some records of her parents or her brother?"
"Yes, I can. Thank you." My dad helped the girl up and took her hand. "Cole, do you want to come?
"Yeah!" I answered enthusiastically.
"Come on, then, let's go." My dad took my hand and looked back at Mom. "I'll be back in a little bit, Alice. Can you make sure our home survived the earthquake?"
"Yeah, I can do that. Let me make sure everyone else is okay before I check on the house." My mom answered with a nod of her head.
Dad led Shea and I down the road that had large cracks in it from the earthquake. The earthquake split trees in half, and broken glass littered the sidewalk. The smaller houses had some damage done to them, but nothing that terrible. Streetlights crackled with electricity; park benches had been splintered, and the bus stops and other stands had been demolished in the chaos. Vacant cars sat in the road, abandoned by their owners, then the first quake began. The town hall, along with most of the essential buildings like the fire station and the police station had been earthquake-proofed a while back and they remained intact. You'd think that they'd earthquake-proof a hospital, but nooooo they had to earthquake-proof a town hall instead.
Dad entered the town hall, a bell going off when we walked in. A secretary popped her round face out from under the table. She had short brown hair that was graying and thick black glasses that made her eyes look huge.
"H-hello?" She said. She sounded like a mouse on helium.
"I need to look at some documents." My dad replied firmly.
Shea gave me a confused look, and I just smiled.
"Of who?" She was now standing up. She was shorter than I thought she was, and I thought she was going to be small.
"Alla, Eric, and Morrison Garner." My dad answered.
"Do you have permission from-"
"I need to see the files. This little girl is looking for her family." My dad gestured down to Shea.
"Oh, I see." The secretary said in her mouse voice and ran into a back room to presumably get some files.
She came back out and handed three files to my dad. "We would like to have these files returned within 48 hours."
Shea sat with me in the loft while my parents discussed the files. I heard Mom and Dad's worried voices. They were hushed like they didn't want us to listen to what they were talking about. Shea was too fascinated by my Nerf gun to hear my parents voices. My parents stopped talking after a while, and I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. My mom opened the door.
"Shea," Her voice was quiet and soft. "We know what happened to your parents and your brother."
"What?" Shea's attention was immediately shifted from the toy and to my mother.
"You're not going to like it, sweetheart." My mom put her hand on Shea's shoulder.
Immediately Shea deflated like a balloon, tears already in her eyes like she already knew what happened.
I woke up to the sound of crying, and immediately, my superhero senses kicked in. I slipped out of my room and walked down the hall silently, like a ninja. I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. I considered going into the pantry to get food like a bagel, but the source of the noise was my priority. The crying got louder the closer to the guest bedroom I got. The door was cracked open, so I peered in.
Shea was sitting on the bed, facing away from the door and looking out the window. Shea was clutching a pillow with a death grip like it was the only thing keeping her tethered to the world. Shea was still wearing the plain white tee shirt that was too small for me but looked like a dress on her. Her whole body shook as she released a sob from her body. She wiped her face with the palms of her hands and sniffled loudly.
I opened the door fully, "Shea."
She jumped when she heard me speak and buried her face into the pillow she was holding. "Wadu-ant?" The pillow muffled her voice.
"What?" I was now in the bedroom, closing the door behind me.
She lifted her face from the pillow and looked at me. Her cheeks were red, and her eyes were puffy. "What do you -hic- want?" She hiccuped mid-sentence.
"I'm just checking in to make sure you're alright," I answered, now sitting next to her on the side of the bed.
"Well, I'm -hic- fine," Shea answered bitterly.
"No, no, you're not." I put my arm around her. "You just found out that you lost everything: your parents, your brother, your stuff. I would act like this too. I think I would be taking it even worse."
Shea unexpectedly put her arms around me and hugged me. Her face was still wet, and she hiccuped a few times. "I feel so alone, Cole."
I looked down at her and smiled. "You're not alone."
That last line that Cole says pulls at my heartstrings!
He's such a cinnamon roll, and I want to hug him!
I love writing seven-year-old Cole.
The Triple Tiger Sashay is coming up.
I had fun writing that.
*Cue evil laugh*
REPLIES:
SwimmerNinja13 - YES! I'm so glad that you enjoy this! Things that happened when the ninjas were kids interest me also, and I decided HECK why not write one about my favorite character. Cole's mom is a topic that has kept me up at night wondering what happened, so I put her fate into my own hands. I'm thrilled that I captured your attention at the end, that's what I was going for in this story. This girl will play a massive part in this story, and she's so much more than a little girl, but I'll save that for later. I hope you liked this chapter, and I embraced Cole's cinnamon roll side. I'm delighted you liked this!
Bookkeeper2004 - YES! Cole's mom is the best chef in the whole world, and Cole tries cooking to be like her but fails immensely. I wanted to include that little reference to the episode, 'Can of Worms' because it's one of my favorites. Thank you for reading!
reallifeninja2 - I LOVE IT A LOT THAT YOU LIKE IT A LOT! Cole is one of my favorite's, too, and I'm so happy that you read this!
Guest - AH! I hope you were happy with this chapter. THANK YOU so much for reviewing!
Lea Hence - I'm so freaking happy that you thought this was awesome! YOU are fantastic for reviewing and even having the guts to read this!
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