A/N: back again. Did you miss me? (a resounding NO echoes through the room. I ignore it) Yes? THANK YOU! YOU MAKE ME FEEL SO LOVED. Anyway, I hope you like the chapter.
But before that, a response for my lovely reviewers!
Kris: Thank you! I've read a lot of modern-kel-is-in-the-police-force fics, so I kow what you mean. I'm glad it is an asset instead of a liability. Hehe. There isn't enough K/J out there, I definitely agree with you. Thanks again for the lovely review!
Crazy Lady Knight: I was hoping it would fill in the gaps, because Jana was kind of a mystery, but I really had thought a lot about who she was with and what she was doing, so I really enjoyed writing the last chapter. Thank you for the review! You were my first in three or four chapters, so it was great. !
On with the show!
Joren slammed his phone shut, rolling his eyes. So excited about everything! It was as if she actually thought she'd found his long-lost sister. They lived in a big city, and Jana wasn't too rare a name. He almost expected to see some blonde girl flipping gum, who had told Kel that she died her hair. It wasn't that he didn't love his wife, but sometimes she jumped to conclusions a little to fast.
And he didn't? He hadn't even given the girl a chance. But still, he didn't hope. It could even have been some punk who had stolen Kel's phone.
Some punk who knew that on that particular day, he was off looking for his long-lost sister named Jana who had been orphaned at the age of two?
Jana had thought it was a little weird that as soon as she told the officer a little bit about her life she had jumped up rather spontaneously and dialed someone on her phone. Once she'd overheard that all TPF were insane. It seemed to make a little more sense after meeting Kel.
But after Kel had sat down and begun explaining her excitedness at a rate that was hard to follow, Jana didn't seem to think she was so insane. She understood. She admitted that she barely remembered Joren, but what she did remember was the kindest man she had ever met—and blue eyes, sparkling just like her own.
Joren was halfway to the station when he heard it. A boom and then a shriek. And then he saw the explosion. Red and orange flames erupted from the building. In a second he had turned his car around and begun to speed towards it.
When he finally got to the building he realized that it was a Godess Bless store. He couldn't tell much else because most of the building was burning. As he looked at it, surprise still overwhelming him, he didn't notice the three black-clad men sneaking up behind him until one of them slammed a long piece of metal over his head and he fell to the ground in a slump.
When they had been waiting an hour and Joren still wasn't picking up his phone, Kel got impatient. And then another hour later, when it was dark and he still wasn't there, she decided to go home. Kel, Jana, and Neal drove home in near silence—Neal was asleep after a day similar to the one Kel had had. Barely managing to keep her eyes open, Kel finally trudged into the house and fell asleep.
But Jana wasn't tired. Instead of going to sleep on the couch, she flicked on the TV, settling comfortably on an armchair, sitting sideways, her head on the back of it and her legs over the armrest. The room was dark except for the ight of the Tv, getting brighter and dimmer as the images changed. The first channel that turned on was the news. She yawned through some celebrity's latest love interest until an explosion on the screen startled her. With the backround of a fire, a blonde man was clubbed over the head and slumped to the ground, screaming as he fell.
Jana didn't know who it was, nor did she know what building it was, but she did know that Kel should know about it. But when she turned around to run to her room, Kel was standing behind her, mouth wide with shock.
"All I wanted was some tea," she muttered, "And now I have to go save my husband."
A/N: Sorry it was so short and kind of a cliffy. Wasn't the best writing either. Whatever, though, I'm not really in a writing frame of mind, if you know what I mean. I'll update at the next weekend with 17 reviews (two more), or tomorrow if there's 2 more by then. (wink wink).