Mummy - 3
Outside the police stayed quiet but with all their guns aiming at the banks door, waiting the moment to act. Jonathan closed his eyes, when Nell grabbed his arm.
"Jonathan, it's Martha!" she exclaimed. And he quickly opened his eyes to see his wife walking three armed guys outside of the bank.
"Crap!" he exclaimed running closer to where the police where, as if he could do anything…
Inside the banc Clark was feeling more frighten without Martha's arms round him, he wanted her with him again to feel safer, so he opened his eyes, because she had promised him that she was going to be there when he opened them… Not seeing her there he stood up and looked for her around him…
"Don't move, boy" said one of the hostage. But Clark ignored him, he wanted to know where had gone that woman he felt as comfortable with. Suddenly he saw her shiny red hair through the crystals door and run there. He run as fast as he could, he run as fast as we know that Clark Kent can run.
Martha wasn't frightened of what could happen to her, because she knew that Clark was safety inside the bank, now, and that Jonathan would be with him when that had finished. But suddenly she felt something around her leg, she had to stop her steps, and when she looked down she found Clark hugging her thigh. The three guys stopped too.
"Clark!" she exclaimed ducking down.
"What the fuck…!" crapped one of them.
"What are you doing here? I said you to stay there…" she said to the boy, upset because she didn't want him to be hurt.
"Come on!" shouted one of the men pulling Martha by her arm.
"No, no!" exclaimed Clark "Stay with me, mummy!" the boy was crying as Martha stared at his eyes without believing that he had called her mummy.
She ducked again to hug him, when they listened a shoot and both, mother and son, screamed.
"What's on, mum?!" exclaimed the boy as Martha pushed him against her breast.
The police had begun the fire, taking advantage of the situation that Clark had provoke running to her mother and distracting the armed men. So now they both were in the middle of a battle.
Martha covered the boy with herself without knowing what to do because if they move they could be hurt, when she listened Jonathan's voice.
"Martha! Martha!" He was some metres in front of them, just behind a police car, and was asking them to run there.
"Run with daddy, Clark, come on…"
"No, no… I don't want to leave you…"
"Mum will be behind you, sweetheart, but I want you to go first, ok?"
Clark run as fast he could again, but he didn't control it at all, and when he arrived to Jonathan they both felt to the floor.
"Well done!" exclaimed Jonathan anyway and hugging the boy "Well done, son!"
Clark couldn't believe what he was feeling at that moment, because that man's hug was as comfortable as his mother's one, and he felt as much safe with him as he had with her.
"Mummy…" he whispered remembering that she had said that she would be behind him… But she couldn't go as fast as him, so she hadn't arrived there yet. "Come on, mum! You're nearly here!" he shouted smiling because as she said, the nightmare was already finished. But suddenly his little eyes saw how the woman stopped, stepped back, and felt to the floor with blood on her shoulder. At that moment Jonathan run there, without matter if there were more bullets on the air, and took her with them.
Later, at the hospital, Jonathan opened the door of the room to let little Clark go inside with an orange tulips bouquet.
"We went to take your flowers, mummy!" exclaimed Clark jumping on the bed as Martha groaned a little. "Sorry" he said.
"It's nothing, dear" said her smiling. The boy loved her smiles because they were really sweet.
"Does it hurt you?"
"Not too much, sweetheart" she said kissing his forehead "You were really brave there, dear, you run so fast…"
"I know! I run faster than the wind!" she exclaimed.
"Yeah…" whispered Martha "But that must be our secret…"
"Why?" asked the boy not understanding.
"Because if anyone discovers that you run so fast they will take you far from us…"
"I don't want that!" exclaimed Clark.
"Neither us…" said Jonathan putting one hand on the boy's shoulder and another on his wife's good one. And Martha smiled seeing that her husband finally wanted that boy as much as she did.
"Sure… neither us, dear… that's why you must be careful, ok?"
"Ok mummy, I will not run fast anymore!" he exclaimed hugging her.
"Clark, why don't you wait me outside… we're going to buy an ice-cream then, ok?"
"Ok dad!" as the boy left the room Martha looked at her husband sweetly.
"You changed your mind…" she said.
"You risked your life for his…" he pointed "I just understand that you really need the son we can't have… and maybe you're right when you say that he came to us because we deserve him…"
"He's a great boy…" said Martha "We just have to love him as much we can while he's with us… maybe someday someone will come to take him with his real parents… but we needn't think on this now… we just can enjoy this special boy that god has given to us…"
"Sure… and more special that we already knew…" he said.
"What do you mean?"
"Haven't you asked yourself how any bullet hurt him?"
"Well… he went so fast… I supposed that any could touch him…"
But then Jonathan showed Martha a jumper.
"What's this?" she asked.
"The jumper he wore this morning…"
Martha took it, and looked it with opened eyes. "Oh my god!" she exclaimed seeing that there were more than one or two bullet's marks, bullets that hadn't hurt Clark at anyway.
Suddenly the door was opened.
"What about my ice-cream, daddy?!" exclaimed little Clark's voice.
"I'm coming, son…" And Jonathan left with the boy leaving Martha hugging the jumper that they were going to burn at the same moment they arrived to the farm… because nobody could never know that they had adopted a boy who could run faster that the wind, who had the force of five men, who wasn't hurt by a bullet… they were the parent of an no-human boy… but it was their baby at anyway, thought Martha remembering another time how Clark had said her "mummy" that morning.
THE END.
