I own nothing.
Sam grabbed her coat, yelled for Danny, and went off to work. It was strange. She knocked on the door since it was locked. It was never locked. She saw a shadow cross the upstairs window. Weird. It was the middle of their work day. Why were they in Jazz's old room? As she starred at the now empty room, Maddie opened the door. Her smile seemed forced. She blocked the door way. Sam tried to walk closer, but Maddie stopped her.
"Sorry, but we don't need you to work today. Our niece is staying with us for a while. We want to use today to catch up." She said and closed the door before Sam could respond. Mel fixed Maddie back in the basement. She tried her and Jack to opposite side of the portal with remote controlled hand cuffs. Jack was yelled. The sounds proof walls held back the noise. After making Maddie lock herself up, Mel exited her body, reforming out of Maddie's grasp. "Bye, Grandma." She said as she walked up the stairs. Maddie tried fighting her way out. But nothing was breaking. Ml had taken all her weapons. Jack reached over and tried to put his free hand on her. His grasp was inches away from her own outstretched hand. A form of torture worse than being chained up. See the one you love in the same situation, and not being able to do anything about it.
Sam entered her home. The Paulina story was starting to make headway. Because she couldn't provide DNA yet, everyone was buying the gossip. Phantom had yet to make a statement. Sam waited until the weather came on to make some lunch. As the wheat grass hit the blender a knock hit the door. Jazz? Tucker? She looked through to see a blonde man with green eyes just like Mrs. Fenton's had been.