Zexion woke up several hours later.
"W-what?" he asked, sleep slurring his tongue.
"It's about time," someone said slowly.
"Who's there?" he called.
"You still don't recognize me?" the leader asked with mock pain.
Sour milk reached Zexion's nose.
"Well I'm sorry that I just woke up and wasn't quite concentrating on discerning scents!" he said sarcastically.
"Would you shut up and learn? You don't have free will here!"
Zexion noticed for the first time that he was chained to a wall.
The leader strolled up to the trapped Zexion.
"How do you use your powers?" the leader demanded.
"I use my eyes," he replied.
"LIAR!" the leader roared.
He hit Zexion in the stomach.
"I-It's true," he spluttered as blood streamed out of his mouth.
"Don't lie!" he yelled. "You made the gun explode so I couldn't shoot you! Why? I wasn't going to kill you!"
"I can't make a gun explode."
"Lies!"
The leader hit him in the stomach again.
"It's not," he choked out, "a lie!"
"Then why did the gun explode?" the leader demanded.
"I-I don't know!"
"Tell me the truth!" the leader screamed.
"I am!" Zexion shouted desperately.
"Stop lying! I will beat the truth out of you!"
Each of the leader's words were punctuated by a slam as he continued hitting Zexion.
Zexion was soon covered in blood.
"S-stop," Zexion begged weakly.
He hated himself for begging but he would punish himself for it later.
"Then stop lying!" the leader screeched.
"I'm not!" Zexion practically cried.
"I DON'T BELIEVE YOU!"
Tears of pain and humiliation cascaded down Zexion's face as he was hit over and over.
Eventually he passed out and the leader stopped after a few minutes.
"When you wake up again, you WILL tell me what happened," he said coldly to the unconscious body.
Jones finished packing everything he would need for the week at home.
Smiling widely as he stood up and walked out the door.
He hummed a nameless tune as his suitcase swung back and forth next to him.
'I'm finally getting to go home for a little while and spend some real time with my family,' he thought happily.
He left the leader's mansion and headed towards his wife's house.
It looked exactly the same as it had before.
A little country farm house surrounded by a white picket fence.
Josh was playing with Arrabelle in the yard.
"Tag!" Arrabelle cried happily as she caught her brother. "You're it!"
Josh smiled and said, "I guess I am."
They both turned at the sound of laughter.
"Dad!" Josh cried as he ran up to his father.
Arrabelle yelled 'Daddy' and sprinted to catch up.
Jones laughed again and caught all both his kids in a big hug.
Josh pulled his head back to look Jones in the eyes.
"Is it just for the night?" he asked with sadness in his voice.
"No Josh, a week."
"A week?" he demanded, his shock sending his eyebrows out of sight.
"Yep. A whole week," Jones replied.
"Awesome!"
"Let's go see Mommy!" Arrabelle yelled.
"Yeah!" Josh joined in. "She's gonna want to see you and you can see Clara! She's learning to talk and walk."
Jones nodded happily and followed his kids into the house.
Anna was feeding Clara in her high chair and making pasta at the same time.
She looked up when she heard the door close.
"Danny!" she called.
"Hey Anna." He smiled at his wife. "I get to stay with you for a week."
"A WEEK?" she shrieked.
"Yep. A whole week."
She flew at him and hugged him tightly.
"That's great! We can spend the week together as a family!"
She started rambling about all the things they could do.
"Mom," Josh interrupted, "we have school this week."
He indicated Arrabelle and himself.
"We can pull you out; I know the officials will understand." She shrugged, "They know about Danny's job."
"Awesome!"
Anna started making a list of the things she wanted to do most with the family and another list of all the things she NEEDED to do.
Davidson had followed Jones like he had been told to and found his home.
He took note of the two small children playing outside and could see a woman feeding a baby through a window.
He looked for all the ways into the house and all the security surrounding them.
When he found every way possible in, he watched the small family fondly and wished his son was still alive.
The kids led Jones inside and Davidson left.
He plotted ways into the house for the next three days.
After he made sure that his plan was foolproof, Davidson set out for Jones's home.
He watched Jones leave the house and waited until Jones was out of sight before he approached.
He knocked on the door and a small, smiling girl answered.
"Can I help you?" she asked.
"Is your mom home?" Davidson asked.
"Uh huh." She turned and yelled 'Mommy' over her shoulder.
The blond woman with a kind face walked up.
"Who are you?" she demanded slightly.
"I work with Jones," he replied shortly.
"You work with Danny? Well he's not here. What is it? Does he need to go back?"
"No." Davidson looked down at the little girl. "Can I talk to you privately?"
Anna understood what he meant and pushed the little girl out of the doorway.
She knelt next to her and held her tightly.
"Arrabelle, can you find Josh and play with him?"
She nodded.
"Okay Mommy."
Anna grabbed the girl and hugged her.
Small tears slipped out of her eyes and landed on the soft blond hair of the little girl.
"Goodbye sweetie," she whispered in the girl's ear.
She stood up and the little girl ran off to find her brother.
"Shall we go?"
Davidson nodded.
"Do you have a room we can talk in?"
"Yes, my room. I'll show you."
She led Davidson into a back bedroom and he shut the door behind them.
AN: Poor Zexy. He's being blamed for something he had no hand in!
And poor Jones, his wife is gonna die. D:
I really like Jones and he was just created so he could be a good character in the midst of all the bad mob members.
He's basically a big teddy bear when it comes to kids because of his own. Any other time he's just business.
Chappie 9 is in progess!
