Chapter 6 - Macedonia
Somewhere in Macedonia
Jesse and Emma were wandering through the city when they came across an alley in which a young girl was being beaten. There were three men, and Emma and Jesse immediately went to the young girl's rescue. Emma knocked one of the guys out with her psionic blast while Jesse used the surrounding walls to knock the other two out. Emma ran over to the girl who was lying on the ground face down and turned her over. She had very pale skin with a few freckles, brown eyes, and very long black hair. She was about seven years old. The men had bruised her up pretty badly. The girl was silent and trembling. "It's okay," Emma told the girl holding her in her arms trying to soothe her. "We're not going to hurt you…what's your name?"
The girl didn't answer.
Jesse walked over to Emma. "We should be going in case they come back."
"Good idea," Emma said as Jesse took the girl into his arms.
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Hotel
Emma opened the door to the main of the three rooms and Jesse walked in with the girl. "Adam!" Emma called as she walked in, closed the door, and then locked it.
Adam rushed out with Shalimar and Brennan close behind. "What happened?!" he asked seeing the girl that Jesse was setting down was badly bruised.
"Three men were just beating her," Jesse said.
"Why?"
"We don't know."
"Has she said anything?" Adam asked as he began to examine the girl who was still silent.
"No, she hasn't," Emma answered.
"It looks like she was just hit, there doesn't seem to be any other evidence of abuse. Emma, Shalimar, why don't you take her into the other room and clean her up?" Adam suggested.
Emma walked over to where Jesse had laid her down. "Can you walk?" Emma asked, but again there was just silence.
"I'll get her," Shalimar said and picked up the girl and carried her into the next room. Emma closed the door between the rooms as Shalimar sat the girl so she was sitting on the edge if the bed. "Hey, what's your name?"
When the girl didn't answer, Emma looked over at Shalimar, "maybe, she doesn't understand."
"Good point."
Emma pointed to herself, "Emma," she said and then pointed to Shalimar, "Shalimar."
"Do you understand?" Shalimar asked after a minute of more silence. "Oookay…then, how about a bath?"
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A Little Later…
Hotel Room
Shalimar and Emma had bathed the little girl and put her into makeshift pajamas. The little girl was sitting on Shalimar's bed while Shalimar and Emma were chatting on Emma's bed. "Samara," the little girl said quietly not moving.
Shalimar stopped in the middle of her sentence and looked over at the girl. "What did you say?"
The little girl pointed to herself, "Samara," she repeated louder this time.
Shalimar and Emma smiled. "That's a very pretty name, Samara," Emma commented.
"Yes, it is," Shalimar agreed.
"Thank you," Samara responded quietly.
"You speak English?" Emma asked shocked, and Samara nodded.
"Where are your parents?"
"They died," Samara answered sadly.
"In Macedonia?" Emma asked.
"Yes."
"How long ago?" Shalimar asked curious of how long she had been on her own.
"I'm not sure…" Samara answered.
"It will be okay, we'll take care of you," Emma told the girl trying to reassure her.
"I'm going to go tell Adam," Shalimar said and then went into the next room to talk to Adam.
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The Next Day…
Hotel Room
Adam had called a meeting. He had already agreed to take Samara with them back to the states. "Okay, I'm working on finding her passport or getting her a new one…and for now if anyone asks we'll say that Samara is my daughter…is that okay with everyone?" Adam asked and they all nodded except Samara. "Samara?"
Samara looked up at him, she was still shaken.
Adam looked at her smiling kindly. "Samara, if anyone asks while we're in Europe we're going to say you're my daughter…is that okay?"
Samara nodded.
"Good, now we're only in Macedonia for a few more days and then we'll be moving on again…in the time we have why don't we get Samara some clothes and things?"
"I think Emma and I can handle that," Shalimar volunteered.
Emma nodded, "we can DEFINITELY take care of that."
"Good," Adam said.
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Five Days Later…
Somewhere in Macedonia
Emma and Shalimar had gone out and got Samara clothes, and other necessary items before they were to leave. Adam had pulled some strings and had one of his contacts in Europe get Samara a new passport. They would once again head to their next destination, until they could return home to Sanctuary. Until it was safe to return…
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Somewhere in Macedonia
Jesse and Emma were wandering through the city when they came across an alley in which a young girl was being beaten. There were three men, and Emma and Jesse immediately went to the young girl's rescue. Emma knocked one of the guys out with her psionic blast while Jesse used the surrounding walls to knock the other two out. Emma ran over to the girl who was lying on the ground face down and turned her over. She had very pale skin with a few freckles, brown eyes, and very long black hair. She was about seven years old. The men had bruised her up pretty badly. The girl was silent and trembling. "It's okay," Emma told the girl holding her in her arms trying to soothe her. "We're not going to hurt you…what's your name?"
The girl didn't answer.
Jesse walked over to Emma. "We should be going in case they come back."
"Good idea," Emma said as Jesse took the girl into his arms.
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Hotel
Emma opened the door to the main of the three rooms and Jesse walked in with the girl. "Adam!" Emma called as she walked in, closed the door, and then locked it.
Adam rushed out with Shalimar and Brennan close behind. "What happened?!" he asked seeing the girl that Jesse was setting down was badly bruised.
"Three men were just beating her," Jesse said.
"Why?"
"We don't know."
"Has she said anything?" Adam asked as he began to examine the girl who was still silent.
"No, she hasn't," Emma answered.
"It looks like she was just hit, there doesn't seem to be any other evidence of abuse. Emma, Shalimar, why don't you take her into the other room and clean her up?" Adam suggested.
Emma walked over to where Jesse had laid her down. "Can you walk?" Emma asked, but again there was just silence.
"I'll get her," Shalimar said and picked up the girl and carried her into the next room. Emma closed the door between the rooms as Shalimar sat the girl so she was sitting on the edge if the bed. "Hey, what's your name?"
When the girl didn't answer, Emma looked over at Shalimar, "maybe, she doesn't understand."
"Good point."
Emma pointed to herself, "Emma," she said and then pointed to Shalimar, "Shalimar."
"Do you understand?" Shalimar asked after a minute of more silence. "Oookay…then, how about a bath?"
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A Little Later…
Hotel Room
Shalimar and Emma had bathed the little girl and put her into makeshift pajamas. The little girl was sitting on Shalimar's bed while Shalimar and Emma were chatting on Emma's bed. "Samara," the little girl said quietly not moving.
Shalimar stopped in the middle of her sentence and looked over at the girl. "What did you say?"
The little girl pointed to herself, "Samara," she repeated louder this time.
Shalimar and Emma smiled. "That's a very pretty name, Samara," Emma commented.
"Yes, it is," Shalimar agreed.
"Thank you," Samara responded quietly.
"You speak English?" Emma asked shocked, and Samara nodded.
"Where are your parents?"
"They died," Samara answered sadly.
"In Macedonia?" Emma asked.
"Yes."
"How long ago?" Shalimar asked curious of how long she had been on her own.
"I'm not sure…" Samara answered.
"It will be okay, we'll take care of you," Emma told the girl trying to reassure her.
"I'm going to go tell Adam," Shalimar said and then went into the next room to talk to Adam.
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The Next Day…
Hotel Room
Adam had called a meeting. He had already agreed to take Samara with them back to the states. "Okay, I'm working on finding her passport or getting her a new one…and for now if anyone asks we'll say that Samara is my daughter…is that okay with everyone?" Adam asked and they all nodded except Samara. "Samara?"
Samara looked up at him, she was still shaken.
Adam looked at her smiling kindly. "Samara, if anyone asks while we're in Europe we're going to say you're my daughter…is that okay?"
Samara nodded.
"Good, now we're only in Macedonia for a few more days and then we'll be moving on again…in the time we have why don't we get Samara some clothes and things?"
"I think Emma and I can handle that," Shalimar volunteered.
Emma nodded, "we can DEFINITELY take care of that."
"Good," Adam said.
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Five Days Later…
Somewhere in Macedonia
Emma and Shalimar had gone out and got Samara clothes, and other necessary items before they were to leave. Adam had pulled some strings and had one of his contacts in Europe get Samara a new passport. They would once again head to their next destination, until they could return home to Sanctuary. Until it was safe to return…
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