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Chapter Three

Jack slouched down in his chair, raking his fingers through his hair. That was certainly one way to start the morning off. He had nearly jumped out of his skin when Fi yelled. What he couldn't figure out though, was how she managed to make her ring so hot.

Clu wandered into the room.

"I just don't get it, man," Jack fiddled with a pencil that sat on the table in front of him. "It's totally unlike Fi to do something that," he searched for the right word, "well, dumb."

"I dunno, Jack," Clu frowned. "Carey and I had been in there only a couple of minutes before it happened and she was still asleep."

Jack shook his head slowly, as if trying to push the thought from his mind.

The brief silence was interrupted by the creaking of the bus door and Molly stepping into the living area.

"Hey, guys!" Molly smiled.

"Hey, Mrs. P," Clu greeted quietly. Jack waved unenthusiastically.

"What's the matter?" Molly asked, crossing her arms.

"It's Fi," Jack answered. "She burnt herself with her ring."

"What! Is she okay? Why didn't someone come and get me?"

"She's fine Mrs. P! It really wasn't that bad, Jack took care of it," Clu said in an attempt to calm her.

"You sure it wasn't that bad?" Molly questioned.

"Positive," Clu answered.

"Well, okay. I just came to tell you guys that they have pancakes in the kitchen if you want some breakfast," Molly smiled at her son and walked off the bus heading back towards the house.

Clu's expression did a one-eighty, "Pancakes! Awesome!"

"You go on," said Jack. "I'll tell Fi and Carey."

Clu literally ran off of the bus in the direction Molly had disappeared.

Jack rolled his eyes and headed towards the room he shared with Clu and Carey. He opened the door and looked in. Empty.

"Must be in Fi's room still," he thought.

He knocked softly then pushed open the door.

"Strange," Jack arched a brow. "Where could they have gone? They would have passed me if they had gone off the bus."

Jack walked out of Fi's room and shut the door behind him, a perplexed look on his face.

Anticipating the fall this time, Fi was able to manage a more graceful landing than her last. Not that their landing wasn't soft already. They had been dropped directly above Fi's bed.

At the noise, Jack, who had just left the room, turned around and walked back in.

Fi looked up and gave a fake smile, tipping off her brother that something wasn't right. "Oh! Umm…Hi, Jack."

"Wait-, how-," Jack struggled to put a sentence together. "Where were you two?"

"We've been here the whole time, Jack. What are you talking about?" Carey covered, doing a much better job than Fi at playing it cool.

"Uh...right. I was just coming to tell you guys that they're serving pancakes in the B 'n B kitchen," Jack looked suspiciously around the room as he talked.

"Sounds great, we'll be there in a few," Carey smiled.

"Okay, see you guys..." Jack wandered out of the room, trying his hardest to explain their sudden appearance.

"Maybe Bricriu was right about you being the one to keep me out of trouble, Carey," Fiona laughed. She stood up and moved towards the door.

"Guess so," Carey followed her lead.

Fi paused, resting her hand on the doorknob, its cool metal reminding her of the cold she had felt in her dream. She nodded to him then smiled. "Remember my dream?"

"Mm-hmm," Carey answered. "You saw your dad-"

Fi interrupted him, "-and he told me that my life was about to change."

Neither one spoke for a moment, then Fiona smiled, "It was nice seeing him again."

Carey put his arm around her shoulders and the two walked out of the room.