You'll probably wonder why it took me so long to write this
Especially since it's only a short chapter
But hey, I'm sorry, I was real busy
And will continue to be busy for a while
Exams and all
I was also kind of waiting on more reviews but OH WELL!
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Throw Me. Chapter Thirteen. Follow
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"So, Mom – where's Dad?" Violet asks as soon as she arrives at the table in the morning for breakfast. Dash quickly grabs the seat beside her and fixes his mother with an eager look.
"Yeah Mom – is Lucius okay? Did they get him back? Did they have a big fight? Did we win?" Dash demands, getting more and more excited with each question.
Helen rises to her feet, dazedly and begins takes Jack-Jack's empty breakfast bowl back to the kitchen.
"You know what, kids? I reckon you should stop asking so many questions or you'll miss the bus," she returns with a faint smile as she wanders towards the kitchen.
"Mom?" Dash pipes up and Helen stops in the doorway.
"Yes?"
"Mom, it's Saturday."
Violet glances at her, suspiciously.
"Yeah, Mom. What's going on?"
Helen sighs and sinks down into the chair across the table from her two eldest children.
"Your father didn't come home last night, kids." she tells them gently and sees their faces contract in horror. "But before you go jumping to conclusions, don't believe the worst, okay? There could be millions of explanations for this and, before we know the truth, I don't want you getting worked up over this – you got that? I'm going to call Elizabeth to keep an eye on you, and then I'm going to go out and look for your father. You must promise me to stay here and keep safe."
"What? Mom, come on, this is just stupid. Lucius is lost; Dad goes out to find him. Dad gets lost; you go out to find him. Don't you think there may be a pattern here or something?" Violet shrieks.
"I told you, don't get worked up. Violet – what else is there to do? What else can we do? I have to find him." Helen answers firmly, getting to her feet and heads to the kitchen. Leaving Dash speechless at the table, Violet follows her in.
"Mom, please, come on – you gotta think about this one. If you get lost, who'll look for you? It'll be down to us and I don't know if I can..."
"Violet, Vi, listen to me. Listen to me," Helen takes her daughter by the shoulders and looks straight in her distressed eyes. "You're the oldest here and I'm counting on you to be strong for your brother. You can't talk like this. You can only hope for the best and stay alert. Everything will be alright. I'll be home by dinner."
"But Mom..." Violet protests weakly.
"I'll be home by dinner." she cuts her off, resolutely.
Vi?" Dash creeps into her room after breakfast.
"What?"
"Vi, what's gonna happen?" Dash asks, uncertainly. Violet turns around.
"I don't know, Dash. Think of it this way: Mom and Dad are both good at what they do, right?" Violet prompts and Dash nods. "Probably the best; there probably isn't a super out there better than both of them together. And Lucius. And then there's the government, they'd help out. And all those times before when we've been kinda stuck, we've always come out okay."
"Ok," Dash smiles slightly. "Okay."
Violet slips quietly down the hall as her mother prepares to leave. Mirage is standing by the doorway and they're talking quietly.
"Where are you going to start?" Mirage asks.
"I don't know," Helen shrugs, pulling on her gloves. She looks at Elizabeth with wide eyes. "I honestly don't know."
"If anything happens..."
"If anything happens, you'll look after the kids, won't you?"
"Of course," Elizabeth nods. "Of course I will. But that's not going to happen, Helen. You'll find him."
Helen sighs as she places her mask over her eyes and turns to the door. Then she turns back at looks at Mirage.
"I can't help thinking that I didn't even say goodbye to him when he left. I was mad at him over something stupid, I don't even remember what now, "she sighs again. "I didn't even say goodbye."
And then she's gone.
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