Chapter 9: Vervormde, Niet Gebroken
Disclaimer: I own nothing except the idea, and a few characters.
Rating: R mostly for language.
A/N: This fic is kind of AU. Involves Emma and Rafe being OOC in a sense. Rafe isn't a diabetic in this story.
Olivia still has the same past kind of. Instead of Ava finding Olivia later in life she found her when she was 13.
She lived in foster care, but was never adopted until she was 14 by Olivia and Natalia; she's now 19 and is in college, she lives on campus.
Rafe is only 16 and Emma's 14. Liv and Nat have been married for 11 years.
Gus and Jeffery are still alive and are actively in Ava and Rafe's lives, as is Phillip with Emma.
Previously
Upon entrance into Emma's room C.J. chuckled softly as she looked around. The walls, covered in photos of friends and family, but mostly in pink glitter reminded her of her first time setting foot in the room. She moved to lay Emma down gently on the bed.
Emma whimpered in pain as he body made contact with the bed. As C.J. moved to step back she was stop by Emma mumbling "Stay… lay." She sighed softly as she took off her shoes and softly slipped in behind Emma, and wrapped her arms around Em's waist; she pulled her closer. Emma quickly relaxed into her touch and drifted back into unconsciousness with C.J. not far behind.
Now
C.J. woke with a start at the sound of yelling downstairs. Not wanting to wake Emma, who lay snug in her arms, C.J. moved slowly trying to remove her arms. Once she was able to untangle herself she bent down and placed a gentle kiss on Emma's cheek before moving to the door.
Just as she opened the door she was met with a frantic Rafe running towards her. She moved out the way, barely avoiding the collision. Rafe pushed her away from the door and slammed it, locking it quickly. He leaned against the door breathing heavily.
C.J. cocked her head, staring at him intently. "Rafe, what's going on?" she asked cautiously. A sharp bang hit the door causing them both to flinch and Rafe to fly away from the door over to Emma bed bringing C.J. with him. They crouched on the opposite side of the bed. Another sharp bang ensued, they both flinched again, but C.J. turned to Rafe whispering franticly, "What the hell is going on?"
Rafe tried to move away but C.J. grabbed him effectively stopping his motion. He turned to her, his eyes panicked with a hint of fear. "Mymymymy-", he stuttered until C.J. slapped him. He took a deep breath before starting again. "My mom's…"
The banging on the door had become constant causing Emma to spring awake. A sharp groan escaped her lips, C.J immediately rushed over to her side. She continued to whimper and groan, getting louder as she gained more consciousness. C.J. moved to pull the covers off of Emma and called out to Rafe in the process. "Rafe, does Em have any meds in here?" she asked frantically. Rafe looked around, trying to think, he quickly nodded his head in remembrance. "Yeah, top drawer of the desk, she's got Ibuprofen from when she fractured her wrist."
As C.J. searched through the drawer Emma continued to groan causing Rafe to move closer to her bed. She looked up at him, her eyes shimmering with tears. He reached down to grab her hand, but hid his face as his own eyes began to prickle with tears.
"What's wrong with me Rafe?" Emma choked out as more pain shot through her body. Rafe shook his head, wishing he could answer his pained little sister. His silence caused C.J. to speak briefly, "Shock." she spoke as she continued to rummage through the drawer. Rafe turned to her, "What do you mean "shock"?" he asked. C.J. continued to search the drawer before her eyes caught the bottle of pills. She pulled them out quickly, snapped the cap off and took out two and motioned for Emma to sit up only to have Rafe still her movement.
"You're not giving her anything until you tell me what you meant?" he said hard. C.J. glared at him, but smothered her anger and answered. "Shock dumbass." she sneered.
"Em's been hyped up on caffeine and meds so she hasn't been able to feel too much pain, just mild touches here and there, but now she's had a major crash and is in total shock right body can't take this kind of pain. It'll drive her crazy." she ended quietly. Rafe nodded in understanding and helped Emma sit up. C.J. instructed her to take the meds and Emma groaned but took the medication.
As it began to have the desired effect on her, she turned her head to the door and her eyes widened as she watched her door shake from all the banging. She turned to Rafe only to find fear and panic written across his face. "Rafe… what the hell is going on?" Rafe just shook his head in fear. "Mom and Ma… they know… they ju- I do- I couldn't… They're going to kill us" Emma quickly moved back wincing at the dull ache she felt in her body.
She looked down at her bed and began to speak. "We got to get out of here." Rafe and C.J. looked at her in confusion. "What?" they simultaneously asked. Emma looked at them, fear present in her eyes, but as she spoke her voice held conviction, "We need to get out of here. I know I'm sore, but I'm not crippled. I can still move and I know how to get down off the roof. We have to leave, and soon before they break the door." Rafe shook his head, "No, we are not about to move you out of this room, not in your condition."
"What condition?" Emma countered. "Nothing's wrong with me…" she said evenly. C.J. sighed before looking at Emma. "You sure you can get down off the roof?" she asked softly. Emma nodded quickly and moved to get off the bed wincing as she went. Rafe moved to pull C.J. to the side.
"What the hell are you doing?" he yelled/whispered. "Look, she wants out, she's terrified, and the last thing she needs to deal with is your mother's. You and I both know she's tougher than we give her credit for. So shut up and let's go." Rafe pouted a bit but followed her orders. Emma moved first, wincing all the while. She moved out the window and somewhat quickly to the side ladder and slid down the side landing with a soft thud. Rafe and C.J. followed but opted to just jump off the roof to save time.
They all dashed for the barn. Once inside they, Rafe and C.J., began to move stacks of hay revealing hidden safe. C.J. turned to look at Emma, "Everything still in here?" she asked. Emma nodded, "Yeah only me and Rafe added an extra two grand." C.J. nodded, "Perfect, that's an even 4K a piece then." Emma nodded in agreement. Rafe moved to open the safe but turned to Emma first. "Em go to the top floor and get the emergency bags." Emma complied and climbed the ladder grabbing the bags that lay on several cases of liqueur. She threw them down and quickly made her way down after them. "Get the laptops and our phones too."Rafe called out.
Emma made her way over to the desk in the corner of the barn and grabbed both laptops and cell phones. Rafe, C.J., and Emma grabbed their respective bag and put their money and other items in them before they all moved out of the barn. As they tried to quickly make their way across the yard they spotted Natalia and Olivia exiting the farmhouse. They all broke out into a sprint only to have Liv and Nat yell for them and began to chase them, they speed up and jumped in C.J.'s truck.
"Where are we going?" Rafe called out from the back as C.J. quickly threw her car in reverse and sped out of the pathway.
"We have to make a quick stop at my house while my parents are still out. Then we have to get to store, pickup food and some other stuff, and then get gas." C.J. replied not taking her eyes off the road, and speeding up. Emma's grip on her door handle loosened, she turned around and looked at Rafe.
"We'll be fine Rafe, it'll be just like last time."Emma spoke gently. Rafe turned to her acknowledging her. "I know Em…" The minutes ticked by before they pulled into C.J.'s driveway.
All three of them jumped out and quickly made their way to the front door, as they approached the steps, they caught sight of figure sitting on the them. "The hell…"Rafe whispered, trailing off in the end. "James."C.J. called out. James head shot up, his body quickly following. "What are you doing here?" C.J. questioned, glaring at him. "Our dad… Em he's freaking out! I had to leave… b-" Emma quickly cut him off "But what?" she asked. "I don't really… have anywhere to go." C.J. sighed but decided to take pity on the boy, "You can come with us… BUT you do what we say, no questions asked. Got it?" James nodded quickly.
"You got a bag?" C.J. asked. James nodded and pointed at the bag that lay beside his feet. "Got cash, laptop, cell phone?" C.J. asked. James nodded his head, "Yeah, I got all that and 5K."
"Then follow me." C.J. said before entering her house. Rafe, Emma, and James followed suit. They all quickly entered and made their way to C.J.'s room where they stood at the door watching C.J. move about the room gathering her things.
Once she was finished she ushered them out her room, down the stairs to the backyard. "We're going to take my truck we'll have more room that way." They all nodded in agreement. "You guys need to get your bags out my car and put them in the truck. Go ahead to the front and I'll bring the truck around.
Several minutes passed before they were all in the truck and headed out. As they came to the entrance of Springfield C.J. slowed her truck to complete stop. She looked at her companions briefly before turning back to the road. "Where are we going?" Emma asked. C.J. shook her head. "Wherever our hearts desire." She responded with a small smirk.
Rafe quickly piped up, "Then it's off to Florida. Winter's coming and I think we could all use a bit of warmth and relaxation. Yeah?" Emma turned to Rafe with a smirk, "For once, you have a brilliant idea Rafe. Cuándo llegaste tan inteligente?" Rafe laughed dryly before leaning back against his seat. "Well then I guess it's off to Florida." C.J. said and made her way to the highway. All the while the only thought playing in her head was, "I hope this goes as good as last time."
TBC?????
You know what sucks, all of this came to me in a matter of 2 hours, but chose not to come to me sooner DX.
I really have no control over my mind. So I'm kind of sorry about the monthly posting thing, if I could control it I would, but I don't want to force the progression, so I'm trying not to force myself to write when I'm not feeling it. You can all understand this yes??? No??? maybe???
