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Chapter 9

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"Neighbor just called. Can anyone guess what happened?" Cragen asked.

"They found out why J. F. Kennedy is dead." Fin said, casting a look at John, who glared at him.

"No. Daniels returned. He brought Skylar out to the car and made her drive somewhere. The person doesn't know where though." He said.
John picked up his cell phone and dialed.

"Hello? Thomas? Yeah, it seems Marshal's daughter knows how to drive… Do you have a clue where she may drive?… Hello?" John said before hanging up. "he hung up before I could ask where she'd go." He shrugged.

About thirty minutes later Marshal and Thomas arrived at the station.

"You need help?" Marshal asked.

"All the help we can get." Elliot said.

"Where would they go?" Fin asked.

"You know, I knew I was right when I told you not to teach Skylar how to drive at the age of 5." Thomas said

"Are you retarded? You don't teach a 5 year old to drive! Especially when they can't see over the steering wheel!" Fin stated. "Or in this matter, see the steering wheel at all!"

Thomas' cell phone rang.
"Winters… Stay there… Okay, don't worry. We're coming." Thomas said before hanging his cell phone up, and he hit Marshal really hard three times.

"What's that for?" Marshal asked.

"Okay, 1, you don't buy your daughter a boat for her 4th birthday! And, 2, you don't teach your 4 year old daughter how to drive said boat!" he scolded.

"What about the last 1?" he asked.

"Because you're really pissing me off for teaching your daughter how to drive a car and a boat." He replied.

"How does she drive a car and boat if she's blind?" Olivia asked.

"Oh shit!" the brothers said giving each other a look.
There was a ring on Thomas' cell phone again and he answered it.
"Hello Megan?" he said. "Jessica… um… yeah… she's with me… Don't worry… She'll be home by tonight… Yeah… don't worry… Bye." He lied. He hung up. "Shit. I think Skylar has an accomplice." Thomas said.

"Jessica?" Elliot said, taking a not so wild guess.

"Yeah, that was her Mom. Jessica hasn't been home since 4:30 this morning when her sister checked on her. Unfortunately, her sisters also got her sick after the concert last night, so, we're going to have a sick perp and two sick kids." Thomas said.

Marshal went really quiet after that sentence and Thomas looked at him, as did the others.

"Is there something you want to share with us?" John asked.

"Well… uh… Did I forget to mention that there's a gun, and a selection of knives on the boat?" Marshal asked.

"Dammit Marshal!" Thomas said, punching his brother for the 4th time that morning.

"She knows how to use them!" Marshal said in defense.

"Dammit!" Thomas said before leaving.

"Are you coming?" Marshal asked.

They rushed to leave and got into their cars following a motorcyclist.
"You've got to be joking. No way a school teacher drives a motorcycle." Fin stated.

"He got it before becoming a teacher. Marshal and I tried to get him to get ride of it, but he's attached to it. Childish I admit." John sighed as they drove quickly.

They finally reached the docks and Thomas got one of his friends' boats.

"How do we find them?" Elliot asked.

Thomas smirked, flipping his phone open and dialing a number.

"Jessica, I have a question, have you found the gun in the boat yet?… Good. Where you found the gun there should be a flare gun… Yes… Yes… Okay, point the gun at the sky and shoot it… Yes, it would help if you stopped driving the boat first… Yes, Skylar is perfectly capable of driving a boat, her Dad taught her… Of course he's not dead, he's right here with me… Yes I know she's not going to be happy, don't tell her yet… Okay, get off the phone and shoot the flare." He instructed. "We'll be there soon. Bye." He said before hanging up.

"You're not going to hit me for having a flare gun on the boat are you?" Marshal asked his brother weakly.

"No. That's probably the only good thing you've done so far." He sighed.

A second later they saw a red flare being shot up in the sky.

"Question, can anyone of you steer a boat?" Thomas asked taking his binoculars and trying to look for the boat which the flare came from.
Marshal was the only one who answered. Thomas sighed in frustration.
"Fine. Marshal take the wheel." He sighed.

They finally reached the boat to see Jessica holding a gun, pointing it at Brendan Daniels, who was not restrained or tied up. She shot but missed.

"Freeze, or I'll make sure this next bullet hits you!" Jessica shouted at the man.

Brendan reached into his jacket and pulled out a gun. He fired and hit Jessica in the arm. She almost dropped the gun as she grabbed her arm but she raised it again and just as he was about to shoot again, she shot him in the right hand, the one which had the gun in it, making him pull the trigger once again on reflex, hitting Jessica in the same arm again. He dropped the gun though as Jessica went down.

"Damn." John said.

They boarded the ship and Fin and Elliot restrained Brendan and cuffed him.

"You have the right to remain silence, anything you say can and will be used against you in the court of law. You have the right to an attorney, if you can't afford one, the court will provide you one." Elliot said, transferring him to the other boat.

"Nice aim." John said to Jessica who shrugged.

"Thanks."

"How did you learn how to aim that good?" Olivia asked.

"That would from Arcade games." She said, smiling. "Oh, and plus 3 years of Junior Police Academy in Jersey." She added.

"And you're a law student as well?" Olivia asked.

"Yes." She nodded.

Suddenly they heard screaming.

"Get away from me! I hate you! It's your fault! It's all your fault! Stay away from me!" they heard Skylar was screaming.
It was then that they realized that Skylar, Thomas, and Marshal were out of sight.

"Uh-oh. Skylar hates her Dad." Jessica commented, rushing off to find her friend. They followed her.

Thomas was restraining her trying to calm her down.
"No! I won't calm down! You're the reason Maggie's dead!" she screamed that out loud, making everyone looked shocked.

"Maggie's dead?" Marshal croaked.

She stopped struggling against Thomas, she seemed to have passed out from exhaustion.

Thomas felt her head as he picked her up.
"She's got a fever. You probably have one as well Jessica." Thomas stated. "We should probably get you two to a hospital to check for injuries. Plus, you have to bullets in your arm. You're going to have a lot to explain to your Mom." He sighed as Marshal started driving the boat back, calling Elliot on his cell, giving him instructions on how to drive the boat.