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Chapter 3

Wally woke up to an empty bed and the smell of food. Hurrying down stairs he sees his mom in the kitchen while his dad and Krystina were in the living room. He could see that she was watching some kid show while his dad was reading the newspaper.

He could tell it was getting to the good part of a show but then he notices the time. Grabbing the remote he changes the channel. He heard a gasps coming from Krystina.

"It's over!?"

"Wally; turn it back," his dad said.

"But I missing JTV," he said. "And that was a kid show," Krystina was shock and hug the pillow tighter.

"Wally; turn it back"

"It's okay I can watch it later," she said as she stood up. "I'll go see if Aunt Mary needs help with anything." Krystina ran off into the kitchen. Wally's dad hits him in the back of the head.

Krystina was watching Wally's mother cooking breakfast. The aroma of the pancake fills in the air around her, and there was already many pancakes cook. She couldn't wait to eat.

"Is there anything I could do?"

"No I have it under control how about you watch TV with Wally and your Uncle Rudy," Krystina looks back at the boys and back at her aunt. Seeing this a little giggle came out of her aunt. "Do you want to give it a try?"

"Can I?"

"Sure but be careful," she took out the pancake that she was cooking and handed the pan over to Krystina. Krystina took the pot and pour in the pancake mix; when Mary look over Krystina shoulder she was shock. "Oh my"

"Did I do something wrong?"

"No dear it's just that it's beautiful I'm afraid to eat it," Krystina had made the pancake into art by having it look like just like Mary.

"Should I have made it normal?"

"No go ahead, maybe be you could do one for all of us," she said with a smile.

"Okay then," she continue to make the pancakes. It was a while before any of them were done; but soon Mary and Krystina were making the table while the boys wait anxiously at the table then Krystina gave them their first plate of a pancake of themselves.

"Wow," Wally said. "Mom you did this?"

"No it was Krystina"

"It just kind of happen," she said taking the seat next Wally.

"Well it's delicious," Rudy said almost finish with his face.

"Well I'm just happy that's your face that you're eating and not mine," they all started to laugh and in a matter of moments Wally was done with his fifth plate of pancakes.

"That was great I should get going," he said. "The guys are waiting for me"

"Let me come to you said that you would introduce me," she was about to get up.

"Oh Krystina I think its best you should stay," Mary said. "Barry got into contact with your Aunt Cassandra. We're expecting her to be here shortly." Krystina got up and grab her plate and Wally's.

"Then I'll clean up the dishes," she said as she headed towards the kitchen.

"Oh how thoughtful," she said and look towards Wally. "You could learn a thing or two from her."

Krystina was again looking through Wally photo album. It wasn't that she was sad about his memories she was sad at the fact that she couldn't make any; because of what she went through. Maybe if she hadn't run away that night she would still be with her parents. Throwing the book on the bed she saw one of Wally's sweaters on the floor seeing that it barely smell and didn't have any stains on it she threw it on.

Leaving his room she headed down the hall to the guess room. Her Aunt Cassandra; the last time she heard from her; she got into an argument with her mother. That was a few years before she was kidnapped. It would be best to be with her uncle James on her father side; but at this point she doesn't have a choice in the matter. Maybe she could search for him. The question is how she would be able to get in contact with him. She doesn't really have the resources. All that she could remember of her uncle is the number of his house and his apartment that he lives in. If she could remember correctly he lives across the street from a park….

She tried to remember it but couldn't think of anything that she could but it was at no use she couldn't remember anything that was important. There was a knock at the door.

"Krystina, your aunt is here"

"Okay I'll be right out," she head down stairs with Mary were her aunt Cassandra was waiting for her. The women had short blond hair and bright blue eyes; the typical blonde unlike her mother and father who both had red hair and green eyes. She was wearing a black pin suit dress and black heels. She was older than the last time she saw her.

"Krystina," she went and hugs her. "I can't believe that you okay"

"I'm fine Cassie, just fine," she said.

"Well not with that sweater," Krystina looks down.

"I borrow it from Wally he said it was okay"

"Well we could go shopping on the way"

"Really, Wally did say that Central mall got even better since the last time I was here," she said.

"Well we could always drop by so you could get a couple of things," Krystina smiles.

"Really I can't wait," she turns towards Mary and Rudy. "Thank you for everything," she said then hugs the both of them.

"Come back anytime you want," Rudy said.

"Okay," without saying anything else both Krystina and Cassandra left and went into her car.

It wasn't a long drive to Central Mall, just as she guessed it was bigger than what she thought. She knew that this would only work if she could get her Aunt to be busy; but looking at the women now she seems to be the uptight and strict person. She even came to pick her up in a suit. As they walk inside the mall she saw that many people were eating, shopping and talking with others. Then she stops in front of a store.

"Cassie lets go inside this one," she said as she point inside on store before dragging her Aunt inside. She started to look at the rack before starting to throw many to her aunt for her to hold.

"Krystina I think that this is enough how about you try these on?"

"Okay but I see a couple more shirts that I have to try on how about you go to the dressing room and I'll be right behind you," she headed towards a different rack before her aunt headed towards the dressing room only when her aunt was out of sight that she went and walk out the store. She headed toward the mall exit; leaving her aunt in the mall by herself.

It was a few hours before she was standing in front of her old house. It looks the same as ever; but if was a different family on the inside. Well she knew that if she came here there could be a family living here. It's been years since she was kidnapped; the house couldn't just stay vacant for ever.

Looking down the street she tried to remember the days of her childhood that she went to her uncle's house. She could see them getting in the car, and as soon as they were all buckle up. Her dad pulled out of the drive way and head down the street. Following the direction of the car she didn't stop until she was at a stop light. She could see herself playing with her flash action figure; while her dad was having a conversation with her mom. It wasn't until the light change colors that she went and continues to walk. Never taking her eyes off the car, she bump into a person on the way without ever looking back, somehow she knew when and where the people were around her and move her way around them gracefully without ever looking at them.

But she didn't notice what she was doing or how she was doing it. She continues to follow the car until it pulled up to the side and soon disappeared altogether. She stood there where the car was park and started to cry.

"Everything is gone," dreaming of taking a trip with her parents. The loneliness must be getting to her. Maybe she should have stayed with her aunt Cassandra then at least she wouldn't be as lonely. Then a warm hand touches her shoulder. She looks back and sees a tall man with red hair and green eyes. There was something familiar about him she couldn't put it together but it was the feeling as if she was home.

"Krystina? Your Krystina Fey right?" she nods her head. "It's me… Uncle James on your dad side, I can't believe you're here I thought you were…."

It wasn't a moment later that she was in his arms hugging him and crying in his chest. He pats her on the back.

"Come on Krystina lets go inside," he said as he lead her inside the apartment building.

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