Eli: Here's the next part. Enjoy!
Jamie smiled as he swung up and down on the swing set. He loved going to the park. He lived in apartment with no backyard. The park was a nice change in scenery, though his parents rarely took him.
"Mom, watch! I'm gonna swing so high I flip over the bar!" He shouted over to Sara.
She just laughed. "Let's see you do that."
After half an hour of trying, he got tired and got off. Sara decided to take him home then. They were walking quietly back home, happy and content.
"Mommy, when is my brother coming?" Jamie asked all of a sudden.
"Next month. You can see him next month."
"After Beth's birthday?"
"Uh huh."
Jamie smiled, satisfied. "Cool."
They were about a block from the apartment, when a man came up on them when they passed some alleyway. He sliced into Sara's left arm, making her let go of Jamie's hand. The guy picked Jamie up and ran down the alley. Sara screamed and took off after him.
"JAMIE!"
"MOMMY!" Jamie screamed out, punching and kicking his kidnapper.
Sara wasted no time. She knew she wouldn't catch him running. She had an extra fifteen pounds on her. She pulled out her gun and fired.
BAM!
Shot his leg. He tried to continue running, but with Jamie's weight it was impossible. Sara then caught up to him. She activated the witchblade on her wrist and sliced into him.
The guy stopped and dropped to the ground, blood trickling out of his mouth. Jamie crawled out from under his body and ran to Sara crying. Ignoring the pain in her arm, she picked him up and put little kisses all over his face.
"Shh. It's okay, baby. It's over now. Are you okay? Did he hurt you?" She asked, nervous that he may be hurt and angry that it had happened in the first place. He nodded and then noticed her arm.
"Mommy, you are bleeding!" He exclaimed as he jumped down from her arms. "We need to go to the doctors!"
Sara shook her head. "No doctors."
"But Mommy.."
"No doctors. We're going somewhere else."
-Later-
Jamie watched nervously as Vicky sewed Sara's skin together. It looked really painful, but Sara wasn't even flinching. Gracie sat next to him on the floor, trying to do the same procedure on her dolly.
"Auntie Sara, my dolly isn't as brave as you. She was screaming, so I had to knock her out. You must be really strong if Mommy doesn't need to knock you out."
Sara and Vicky laughed. "Not strong, kiddo. Just short for time."
"No, Mommy. You are strong! You hurt the bad guy so bad that he didn't stand up!" Jamie told her proudly. Vicky looked at her in surprise. Sara cleared her throat.
"Jamie, why don't you and Gracie go watch cartoons in the Living room?"
"Okay, Mommy." The two little ones stood up and went to the next room. As soon as they were out of sight, Vicky asked
"So bad that he didn't stand up?"
"He was running away with my kid, Vick! What did you expect me to do?"
Vicky nodded. "I understand. What will happen when the cops find him?"
"An unsolved case."
Vicky didn't press anymore about it. She cut the thread and put a patch over them. Sara slid her sleeve down over her arm.
"Thank, Vicky."
"Anytime. You're not going to tell Ian, aren't you?"
Sara nodded. "He worries enough without this adding to it." She picked up her jacket. "Jamie, let's go!"
Inside the car, Sara had a serious talk with him.
"Jamie, don't tell Daddy what happened."
"Why not?" He asked, confused.
"Because then he will worry too much again."
"But won't it be wrong not to tell? I don't understand. Won't we have to lie? And won't lying hurt him?"
"James," Uh oh! Whole first name. Never question authority when that happens. "What your Daddy doesn't know won't hurt him. Okay?"
"Yes, Mommy."
Coming Attractions:
Dancer In the Dark
Jamie smiled as he swung up and down on the swing set. He loved going to the park. He lived in apartment with no backyard. The park was a nice change in scenery, though his parents rarely took him.
"Mom, watch! I'm gonna swing so high I flip over the bar!" He shouted over to Sara.
She just laughed. "Let's see you do that."
After half an hour of trying, he got tired and got off. Sara decided to take him home then. They were walking quietly back home, happy and content.
"Mommy, when is my brother coming?" Jamie asked all of a sudden.
"Next month. You can see him next month."
"After Beth's birthday?"
"Uh huh."
Jamie smiled, satisfied. "Cool."
They were about a block from the apartment, when a man came up on them when they passed some alleyway. He sliced into Sara's left arm, making her let go of Jamie's hand. The guy picked Jamie up and ran down the alley. Sara screamed and took off after him.
"JAMIE!"
"MOMMY!" Jamie screamed out, punching and kicking his kidnapper.
Sara wasted no time. She knew she wouldn't catch him running. She had an extra fifteen pounds on her. She pulled out her gun and fired.
BAM!
Shot his leg. He tried to continue running, but with Jamie's weight it was impossible. Sara then caught up to him. She activated the witchblade on her wrist and sliced into him.
The guy stopped and dropped to the ground, blood trickling out of his mouth. Jamie crawled out from under his body and ran to Sara crying. Ignoring the pain in her arm, she picked him up and put little kisses all over his face.
"Shh. It's okay, baby. It's over now. Are you okay? Did he hurt you?" She asked, nervous that he may be hurt and angry that it had happened in the first place. He nodded and then noticed her arm.
"Mommy, you are bleeding!" He exclaimed as he jumped down from her arms. "We need to go to the doctors!"
Sara shook her head. "No doctors."
"But Mommy.."
"No doctors. We're going somewhere else."
-Later-
Jamie watched nervously as Vicky sewed Sara's skin together. It looked really painful, but Sara wasn't even flinching. Gracie sat next to him on the floor, trying to do the same procedure on her dolly.
"Auntie Sara, my dolly isn't as brave as you. She was screaming, so I had to knock her out. You must be really strong if Mommy doesn't need to knock you out."
Sara and Vicky laughed. "Not strong, kiddo. Just short for time."
"No, Mommy. You are strong! You hurt the bad guy so bad that he didn't stand up!" Jamie told her proudly. Vicky looked at her in surprise. Sara cleared her throat.
"Jamie, why don't you and Gracie go watch cartoons in the Living room?"
"Okay, Mommy." The two little ones stood up and went to the next room. As soon as they were out of sight, Vicky asked
"So bad that he didn't stand up?"
"He was running away with my kid, Vick! What did you expect me to do?"
Vicky nodded. "I understand. What will happen when the cops find him?"
"An unsolved case."
Vicky didn't press anymore about it. She cut the thread and put a patch over them. Sara slid her sleeve down over her arm.
"Thank, Vicky."
"Anytime. You're not going to tell Ian, aren't you?"
Sara nodded. "He worries enough without this adding to it." She picked up her jacket. "Jamie, let's go!"
Inside the car, Sara had a serious talk with him.
"Jamie, don't tell Daddy what happened."
"Why not?" He asked, confused.
"Because then he will worry too much again."
"But won't it be wrong not to tell? I don't understand. Won't we have to lie? And won't lying hurt him?"
"James," Uh oh! Whole first name. Never question authority when that happens. "What your Daddy doesn't know won't hurt him. Okay?"
"Yes, Mommy."
Coming Attractions:
Dancer In the Dark