Jackson got off the plane, he had then just realized that he only knew what town Melissa was in.
And he didn't have her phone number, his cellphone rang.
"Jackson, it's Kylie! Melissa called." His foster sister said on the other end of the line, Jackson thought a minute.
"Caller I.D.!!" Said Jackson
"Alright, hold on a minute. I had her phone number written down..."
"Well give it to me!" Jackson snapped.
"Okay, are you ready? 678-786-687."
Jackson pulled a pen from his jacket and wrote the number down on his hand.
"Thank you so much Kylie. I owe you big time," Jackson said.
"No you don't..." Kylie muttered.
Jackson hung up on her and dialed down Melissa's number.
"Hello?" A man answered.
"Hello? This is Cody Jackson, a friend of Melissa. Who's this?"
"This is her father, what do you want?" Mr. Wu asked.
"Look, sir. I am in your town...I think, you live in Watchester right?"
"Yes...do you want me to pick you up?" Asked Mr. Wu, Jackson nodded. "Yes, I would like that sir."
"I'm on my way, where are you?"
"Um...I'm...at Subway. The one on East Green Ave,"
"Okay, just stay where you are...I'll be right there."
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Eric walked into Emily's room with Taylor's room, "Emily, Taylor's gonna train you for cheerleading!" Eric said.
Emily looked up, she was sitting at her desk staring at the mystery picture.
"Eric...do you know who this kid is?" She asked handing the picture to him.
Eric studied the picture, "No...I think it might be a cousin,"
Emily put the picture in a drawer and she ran downstairs with Taylor and Eric, Taylor threw a small box at Emily.
"Alright, those are training outfits. Not the real thing, you have two years left in high school. Make the best of it," Taylor shouted.
Emily nodded and went into the bathroom, she came out. Her belly was showing, her shorts were too short.
"What is this, the Prostitution festival!?" Asked Eric, he threw Emily a blanket.
"Taylor, I think these are too small. Who did these belong to?" Asked Emily.
Taylor shrugged, "Kaitlyn Presley..."
Eric laughed, "Kaitlyn Presley is 4'0" Taylor, no wonder these don't fit Emily."
"Well...how tall is Emily?" Asked Taylor.
Emily looked at her, "5'10 feet tall, exactly."
"That's tall..." Taylor muttered.
Eric walked upstairs and brought down Emily's shorts and T-shirt.
"Here, go put these on. I'll get the CD that Taylor burned." Eric called.
Emily rolled her eyes, she had a feeling that this 'training' was going to be painfull.
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Melissa sat on her bed, still depressed. The tears stopped, but her heart was still broken.
"Did you honestly think I'd let you run out of my life...?" Asked a familiar voice.
Melissa looked up, "JACKSON!!!!!!" She screamed.
She jumped off her bed and jumped into Jackson's arms.
"Jackson, oh God I missed you!!" She cried.
Jackson started to cry, "Melissa, Mel...as soon as I found that note. I have felt...all weird lately.
But now that I'm here with you...I feel..."
"Better?"
"Happier..." Jackson said.
Melissa smiled and gave him a big hug, Mrs. Wu walked by Melissa's door.
"Cody Jackson?" She asked.
Jackson turned around, "Yes"
"Oh my...did you come all the way from Los Angeles just to be with my daughter?"
Jackson smiled, "Yes ma'am," He said.
Melissa face pressed against Jackson's chest. "I'm so glad I got to see you again..."
NIGHT
Jackson had a hard time sleeping, he had several night mares...all leading up to the picture.
He saw himself when he was a little kid, about five years old.
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"Emily!! Eric! Nick!" The five year old Jackson called.
A little girl and two boys ran to him, "You found us!!" They shouted.
Jackson smiled, "Let's play cowboys and indians!!"
Nick and Eric jumped around Emily, "We're the cowboys!!" Eric shouted.
Jackson pushed Eric, "Are not, Nick and I are older. We're the cowboys, you and Emily can be the indians."
Emily squelled. "I'll be Pocahontas!!"
Eric pounded his four year old fists into his chest, "I'll be a killer indian!!"
Jackson pulled out his water gun and laughed, "I am the bad Cowboy, Nick you can play the whimpy good Cowboy." Jackson ordered.
Nick looked at him, "Cody you can't make the rules, I'm two years older."
Jackson turned his back on Nick, "Yeah whatever..."
"I can't believe your my brother!!" Nick shouted.
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Jackson woke up in cold sweat, he held the picture up. He had then just realized that the dream was not a dream...it was a memory.
Eric and Emily, they were Jackson's brother and sister.
Jackson got off the couch and tried to think things through, as far as he could remember was 1997.
The year he got taken away from his mom and dad, he remembered that Emily, Nick and Eric weren't home.
So there was no way that he would remember them as his brothers and sister.
Because he only could go back as far as 1997, everything else was just a blurr. Till now...
"Oh my God..."
(I hope this wasn't confusing, this was an old idea I had gotten six months ago.)