PoeticKiss: Yes, Katie is my name. lol. I know, I'm working on a major twist so that's why Katelyn is all crazy and over-confident. Aw, you're so sweet, adding me to your fave. authors list. I'm going to add you, because I love your stories. I don't know why Lois Duncan isn't writing anymore, but I wish she would! I love her stuff! Thanks, as usual, for reviewing! I luff reviewers!
Jess's POV:
I opened my eyes against very bright sunlight and rolled over to answer the phone. Rob was still lying there, half asleep, looking so damn cute in his boxers. I unwrapped myself from his arms and answered.
"What?" I said groggily. Hey, it was frickin' 6:30 on a Tuesday morning. I'm entitled to be grumpy.
"Jessica, they're on the move again." Came Dr. Krantz's voice.
I bolted up right and said, "Shit! What the hell happened?"
"We got there, and he opened fire." Dr. K said, sounding hopeless.
"Fuck." I swore. "Did you get any of the kids?"
"Two. And found the body of a third." Damn. Stupid psychos. "Alright, I'm on it." I hung up. This sucks. Why the hell can't this guy give up the kids??
I yawned and tried to go back to sleep, but I couldn't. Not because I was all awake and perky, but because I had a half hour to get ready for school. And Rob had a half hour to sneak out of my house.
"Rob? Babe, time to get up." I kissed his nose.
"Jess...what time is it?" Rob asked sleepily. Probably debating on if we should play hooky or not. Well, I was! My parents usually leave the house way early on Tuesdays, which is nice, because then I can sleep in or whatever. "It's now 6:35." I said.
"You got anything important today?"
"Nah. Just graduation shit, but I don't have to go to that."
"Wanna stay home?"
"Damn straight!" I said, cuddling up under the blanket and his arms. We laid there until I heard Ruth honk the horn. I groaned and got up, went all the way outside, told her to tell everyone I was sick, and went back to bed.
"Ok. I could stay here forever." I said quietly. I was hella comfortable. "Ditto." Rob said back. He was more awake now, but still more asleep than I was.
Katelyn's POV:
Stupid Feds! They can't save anyone with screwing up, can they?? Of course not! I swear, if I wasn't born with my psychic abilities, I'd shoot myself. As it is, I'm giving the crazy kidnapper a few more days to drive us around the country, and if we aren't home, I'm going to use my mind control and make him give us back.
I can't plot to take over the world by being a hostage, now can I? NO!
I read Lucifer's mind while he was driving. "California's a big state....They can't find us there....But they found us everywhere else....Carmel....No one will suspect Carmel, California!...."
Carmel, huh? Hmm...Hope they got better Feds in California, that's all I've got to say!
Suze's POV:
Poke. Poke. Poke. "Hey. The guy on the window seat says you can see me, now will you wake up?"
Who the hell....I opened my eyes and saw a tiny child standing in front of me. He had shaggy brown hair, big brown eyes that could one day be described as 'puppy dog eyes', and was wearing khaki shorts and a Nike shirt. Oh, and he was glowing.
"Hey. Yes, I can see you, yes I'll wake up, but only if you stop poking me this early in the morning." I glanced at my clock and saw that it was 7. Damn. Why didn't anyone try to wake me up for school?
Oh yeah. I'm "sick" today. Oh account of my shifting lesson last night with Paul 'Look-at-me-I'm-still-stalking-Suze-Simon-even-though-I've-gotten- my-ass-beaten-up-more-times-than-I-can-count-and-she's-clearly-not-interested' Slater, in which he decided that his tounge was going to shift to my mouth. Unknown to him, Jesse was there, making sure I would be safe because I broke down and told him about the lessons, and he got pissed, but then got over it because I told him I was going to anyway, and rather than go it alone, Jesse came along invisibly to protect me. So he saw the whole thing, in which Paul decided to start kissing me in his living room. I was so not going to his bedroom again, not after what happened last time, even if Jesse weren't there. Anyways, Jesse became visible when Paul did that, and pulled him off of me, told me to run, so I did. I played sick when mom came in an hour ago to make me get up, namely because if I go to school today, Paul's gonna try something and I'm so not getting into that again.
"Ok. Sorry, I had to wake you up. And anyways, he said to poke you." The kid apologized, then looked at Jesse. I scowled at him, but was rewarded with one of his melting smiles.
"So, what's your story?" I asked, sitting up. I forgot that I'd fallen asleep in my bra and a pair of boxers, so Jesse and the kid turned bright red. I couldn't figure it out until I looked down. I scowled some more and said, "Grow up you guys." Seriously. There are some guys- ok, Paul and Adam- who would kill to see this much of me.
But whatever.
"Name's Jesse McDaniels." the kid said. Cute. "I was kidnapped, along with the rest of my day care center, last Thursday, and the guy shot me."
Ouch. I was sympathetic. "Ok. Did you want me to pass on something to your parents? Or call the police with the name of the kidnapper?"
Little Jesse nodded. "Nah. He'll get caught soon enough. Katelyn'll make sure of that. Can you just make sure my parents know I'm gonna be aight?"
"Sure thing, kid." I said, smiling. Big Jesse was still blushing, and avoided looking anywhere but out the window. "Now, do me a favor, please?" I asked, dropping my voice to a whisper.
I erupted in giggles as Little Jesse went up to Big Jesse and said, "Suze wants to know if you think she's fat."
Big Jesse's head snapped up and he sent me a "Susannah, how can you think you're fat" look. "Of course not! It's just not very proper!"
"Cool it, Big Jesse." I said. "That was payback for telling Little Jesse to poke me, when he's liable to lose a finger if he does!"
I sighed as Little Jesse dematerialized. "Aight, so now I get to go look up kidnappings..." I said, pulling on a shirt that was lying on the floor. "There, is that more proper for you?" I said grinning. Jesse scowled at me. He was still hot as hell.
I found the one I was looking for pretty quickly. Anyone with information regarding this kidnapping was asked to contact Dr. Cyrus Krantz, of Indiana. I didn't have information so I didn't contact him. I just figured I'd stay on the look out for suspicious people and small children. I also made a mental note to tell Father Dom as soon as I got back to school.
Jess's POV:
I opened my eyes against very bright sunlight and rolled over to answer the phone. Rob was still lying there, half asleep, looking so damn cute in his boxers. I unwrapped myself from his arms and answered.
"What?" I said groggily. Hey, it was frickin' 6:30 on a Tuesday morning. I'm entitled to be grumpy.
"Jessica, they're on the move again." Came Dr. Krantz's voice.
I bolted up right and said, "Shit! What the hell happened?"
"We got there, and he opened fire." Dr. K said, sounding hopeless.
"Fuck." I swore. "Did you get any of the kids?"
"Two. And found the body of a third." Damn. Stupid psychos. "Alright, I'm on it." I hung up. This sucks. Why the hell can't this guy give up the kids??
I yawned and tried to go back to sleep, but I couldn't. Not because I was all awake and perky, but because I had a half hour to get ready for school. And Rob had a half hour to sneak out of my house.
"Rob? Babe, time to get up." I kissed his nose.
"Jess...what time is it?" Rob asked sleepily. Probably debating on if we should play hooky or not. Well, I was! My parents usually leave the house way early on Tuesdays, which is nice, because then I can sleep in or whatever. "It's now 6:35." I said.
"You got anything important today?"
"Nah. Just graduation shit, but I don't have to go to that."
"Wanna stay home?"
"Damn straight!" I said, cuddling up under the blanket and his arms. We laid there until I heard Ruth honk the horn. I groaned and got up, went all the way outside, told her to tell everyone I was sick, and went back to bed.
"Ok. I could stay here forever." I said quietly. I was hella comfortable. "Ditto." Rob said back. He was more awake now, but still more asleep than I was.
Katelyn's POV:
Stupid Feds! They can't save anyone with screwing up, can they?? Of course not! I swear, if I wasn't born with my psychic abilities, I'd shoot myself. As it is, I'm giving the crazy kidnapper a few more days to drive us around the country, and if we aren't home, I'm going to use my mind control and make him give us back.
I can't plot to take over the world by being a hostage, now can I? NO!
I read Lucifer's mind while he was driving. "California's a big state....They can't find us there....But they found us everywhere else....Carmel....No one will suspect Carmel, California!...."
Carmel, huh? Hmm...Hope they got better Feds in California, that's all I've got to say!
Suze's POV:
Poke. Poke. Poke. "Hey. The guy on the window seat says you can see me, now will you wake up?"
Who the hell....I opened my eyes and saw a tiny child standing in front of me. He had shaggy brown hair, big brown eyes that could one day be described as 'puppy dog eyes', and was wearing khaki shorts and a Nike shirt. Oh, and he was glowing.
"Hey. Yes, I can see you, yes I'll wake up, but only if you stop poking me this early in the morning." I glanced at my clock and saw that it was 7. Damn. Why didn't anyone try to wake me up for school?
Oh yeah. I'm "sick" today. Oh account of my shifting lesson last night with Paul 'Look-at-me-I'm-still-stalking-Suze-Simon-even-though-I've-gotten- my-ass-beaten-up-more-times-than-I-can-count-and-she's-clearly-not-interested' Slater, in which he decided that his tounge was going to shift to my mouth. Unknown to him, Jesse was there, making sure I would be safe because I broke down and told him about the lessons, and he got pissed, but then got over it because I told him I was going to anyway, and rather than go it alone, Jesse came along invisibly to protect me. So he saw the whole thing, in which Paul decided to start kissing me in his living room. I was so not going to his bedroom again, not after what happened last time, even if Jesse weren't there. Anyways, Jesse became visible when Paul did that, and pulled him off of me, told me to run, so I did. I played sick when mom came in an hour ago to make me get up, namely because if I go to school today, Paul's gonna try something and I'm so not getting into that again.
"Ok. Sorry, I had to wake you up. And anyways, he said to poke you." The kid apologized, then looked at Jesse. I scowled at him, but was rewarded with one of his melting smiles.
"So, what's your story?" I asked, sitting up. I forgot that I'd fallen asleep in my bra and a pair of boxers, so Jesse and the kid turned bright red. I couldn't figure it out until I looked down. I scowled some more and said, "Grow up you guys." Seriously. There are some guys- ok, Paul and Adam- who would kill to see this much of me.
But whatever.
"Name's Jesse McDaniels." the kid said. Cute. "I was kidnapped, along with the rest of my day care center, last Thursday, and the guy shot me."
Ouch. I was sympathetic. "Ok. Did you want me to pass on something to your parents? Or call the police with the name of the kidnapper?"
Little Jesse nodded. "Nah. He'll get caught soon enough. Katelyn'll make sure of that. Can you just make sure my parents know I'm gonna be aight?"
"Sure thing, kid." I said, smiling. Big Jesse was still blushing, and avoided looking anywhere but out the window. "Now, do me a favor, please?" I asked, dropping my voice to a whisper.
I erupted in giggles as Little Jesse went up to Big Jesse and said, "Suze wants to know if you think she's fat."
Big Jesse's head snapped up and he sent me a "Susannah, how can you think you're fat" look. "Of course not! It's just not very proper!"
"Cool it, Big Jesse." I said. "That was payback for telling Little Jesse to poke me, when he's liable to lose a finger if he does!"
I sighed as Little Jesse dematerialized. "Aight, so now I get to go look up kidnappings..." I said, pulling on a shirt that was lying on the floor. "There, is that more proper for you?" I said grinning. Jesse scowled at me. He was still hot as hell.
I found the one I was looking for pretty quickly. Anyone with information regarding this kidnapping was asked to contact Dr. Cyrus Krantz, of Indiana. I didn't have information so I didn't contact him. I just figured I'd stay on the look out for suspicious people and small children. I also made a mental note to tell Father Dom as soon as I got back to school.