Just A Little Stop

"But John!"

"Oh shut up, they'll survive without you for a half another hour. I have to get Steven and take him to school."

She froze at the name. "Steven? Jamie's baby?"

"Yeah," he looked at her. "No Jen, don't get any ideas he has no idea these two people aren't his parents."

"Still..."

"No!"

"Well they shouldn't have kidnaped him, for God's sake! He's Michael's son."

John glared. "He was going to sacrifice him!"

"John please, I'm going to need to do some serious ass kissing when I get there."

He paused, his face still angry as he answered her. "I did not help you with this! I had absolutely nothing to do with it!"

She grinned and soon the boy came into the car, she caught her breath. He was a spitting image of both her husband and her sister. He sat in the back and she smiled at him. "Hello Steven. How would you like to meet your real daddy?"

He titled his head. "You mean that isn't my daddy?"

"Nope."

He shrugged indifferently. "All right, I don't like Danny anyways."

She smiled . "That's the ticket. Put this pacifier in your brother's mouth eh?"

He did so and smiled, then looked at her. "Are you my real mommy?"

She shook her head. "No, I'm her sister. But that is your half brother. You have another one too."

"My God Jen we were worried we'd lost you!"

"I'm sorry, but I can't necessarily help having been kidnaped." She bit back, Loomis shook his head.

"No matter, you've certainly thrilled Michael not only by returning with Adrian safely, but with Steven. Points, you've scored there."

She sighed. "So when can I go see my little family?"

"Momentarily, we're fixing up a little apartment. Michael is watching the boys."

She bit her lip. "He was pissed, huh?"

Loomis placed a hand over his face. "I have never seen him so angry! We had to sedate him seven times! Seven before it kicked in."

"At least I know he cares," she said softly. Thinking in the back of her mind, He probably just wanted the baby. She looked at Loomis. "I really don't mean anything to him right now, do I?"

"Well you mean something, just more in the means of 'the only thing that can bear his children', and in his mind the more sacrifices the better. The five years are nearly up, Jennifer. Then his true feelings will come out."

Her blood ran cold. "I lied that first night we came here. Mom didn't kill herself, he killed her."

"I know, Jennifer. And I'm deeply sorry you had to suffer that, but it was his duty."

She wrapped her arms around herself. "Sometimes I don't know what to think, I'm so afraid he'll kill me and the boys will have to watch it. I just get so scared most of the time."

He shook his head. "I wont let that happen, I took this job to stop Michael, I brought you here to help. Not to die."

"They aren't almost over. It's only been 3 ½."

He smiled softly and winked. "Trust me, at this point, it will go much faster."

Jen walked into the little 'apartment', surprised by the total silence. She set her things down and moved through to find no one in the living room, she looked at the clock and was astounded to see it was 5:00 in the evening. She left the apartment and went to the worship room and sighed with relief to see Michael had taken them there.

She watched as he presented his oldest son to the community and flinched as he picked up a ceremonial knife and began to carve into Steven's wrist.

Loomis burst in and ran to Michael and took the knife. "M-michael y-you cant mark him yet! H-he hasn't been approved!" He sent the boy to stand by Jen, who began to wrap his bleeding wrist. Michael watched curiously, then stormed past her, boys following, she watched and then turned to the others.

"What is this Loomis? The boy is of proper age, he is to be marked! And why is his nice still alive, is he not supposed to kill her?"

She thought for Loomis who was stumped. "I'm not really his niece."

"Oh," the man shrugged. "Nevertheless you're his wife and should be killed. And those boys too. Like Jamie was."

"Jamie was stupid and blind." She fought then came up with an idea. "You, as a member of this tribe know of the prophecy, right?"

"Of the woman to bear the great sons? You don't honestly think that's you!"

"Well think for a minute," she paused. "I was a virgin when Michael took me, my children were born on the eve of Samhain or the eve of that, and my sons even at young ages have prospered."

All the robed men seemed to think for a moment, then another ran to her. "Oh forgive us chosen one! For our blindness! Mother of the great forth comings, please!"

She didn't smile. "I need not, for you did no wrong."

They filed out seemingly relaxed and Loomis whispered. "So, you figured it out, now we just have to see what happens."

She sighed and shrugged. "I guess we will."

"You know now," he said softly. "That you must bear Michael another son before Samhain for them to welcome you as the prophesied."

She sighed. "If it truly is me we wont have to worry about that."

More to come now that I have juices flowing.

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