Another Chapter up. Am trying to figure out how I want this one to end.
It only took Jesse a few minutes to disarm a majority of the in house alarms, leaving the outside ones on, in case of any unwanted guests. The five of them, soon found themselves sitting around the large open kitchen. "So what do we do now?" Sara asked Jesse, as she looked over at her. "Swap campfire stories and make up lies about our pasts."
"I'm sorry that I didn't tell you every thing about my past," Jesse snapped, as she grabbed a few bottle waters from the fridge and passed them out. "It's just with my family, I can't go around telling everybody who I am. I can end up on a table in the morgue. There are people out there that will kill me to get back at my father. And I'm not ready to die yet."
"Why does this have to do with your father? I thought he was a salesman from Nebraska."
"I may have told a fib about that." Jesse sat up on the counter next to Devon. "My dad's Victor Shepherd, one of the worse bad men this town may have ever seen. He's the one who taught me how to hot wire a car." She shot a glance over at Martin. "That's how I meet Martin, and he's the one who got me a job working at your family's business."
"You got her a job with us?" Sara asked Martin, as she went over to look at the F.B.I. Agent. "How could you? She could have killed us all."
"I'm not a murderer," Jesse said, as she looked at Sara. "Just because I lied about my past, makes me a murderer?" She took a drink of her water. "I'm a car thief, hacker, burglar, and con artist. I'm not a murderer."
"Yes, in my book it does," Sara said, as she turned to face Sam. "I want to get out of here. I don't trust her. I want to see my father."
Sam shot Matin a glance, and he shrugged. "I think we can arrange that," she said, as she got up and went to make a telephone call.
"I'm going for some air," Jesse told Martin, as she headed for the double doors that led to the porch. Devon quickly followed her. "Okay, she's not taking this very well."
"Did you expect it to go another way?" Devon asked her, as he sat on the railing, as she began to pace. "Shep, you kept your life from her and everyone at work. She feels violated and confused. She doesn't know who to trust now."
"I couldn't tell her the truth," Jesse said, as Martin came out onto the porch. "She's going home to her dad?"
"Yes, she is," Martin said, as he watched as Jesse began to pace again and he went over to stand next to Devon. "Dev, how are you?"
"I'm good, Martin," Devon said, as he looked over at Jesse. "But she's not. She's worried about Sara. Worried that she won't trust her anymore. Worried that she's going to loose her job."
"It'll be okay." Just then a loud siren went off causing them all to jump. "What the heck is that?"
"Outside alarms," Jesse mouthed, as she moved past them and went inside. "We got trouble." Sam and Martin soon had their guns out and were looking out the front windows. "You remember when I told you that Bubba had a lot of friends. I wasn't joking." Jesse froze as she caught a glimpse of a figure on the monitor above the fridge. "Ah, man. He's not letting this go easily."
"He, who?" Sara asked, as she looked up at the screen. "That's the man who kidnapped me."
"Yeah, the one and only." Jesse let out a sigh as she looked over at Sara. "And he's not looking all that happy."
"Why would he not look happy? Did you run over his dog?"
"No, I took you from him." Jesse moved past her to go peer out the front door. "And from the looks of it, he's not all that happy that I did that. I screwed up his plans, even though he was only using you to get to me. I didn't stay with him. I left with you." Jesse's hand went to her gun and she shot them all a glance. "Let me talk to him. I'm sure I can come to some agreement with him." She grabbed onto her duster and was out of the house before anybody could stop her.
"Hello, pet," Bubba said to her, as he came to a stop at the bottom of the steps and shot a cautious look around, as if he was expecting someone to run out and attack him. "There you are. I've been looking all over for you. Figured you would have run to your Daddy's safe house. It's been a while since I've last been here. It's changed."
"Yeah, Bubba, that's what I did." Jesse crossed her arms across her chest as she looked down at him. "I know why I'm here. Why are you?" Out of the corner of her eye, she caught Martin and Sam watching her through the shades of the windows. "I'm just curious."
"I'm here to be here with you, pet." He started to walk up the stairs, but she quickly halted his movement when she pulled her gun out and aimed it at him. "Why so hostile, Jessica?"
"I'm hostile because I just am, Bubba." Her hands slightly trembled, as she looked down at him. "Why did you do all of this? I know that it was to get my attention, but why?"
"Because you're supposed to be with me." Jesse cringed at the thought. "You're supposed to be my girl, my daughter. Your father didn't teach you the right stuff, like I could have."
"You want me to be your kid? Are you nuts, Bubba?" Jesse kept her gun trained on him as he moved up the last steps to be next to her. "You were never there for me."
"But I can be there for you now." He then grabbed her gun hand and pulled her towards him. Jesse tripped on an uneven board and the gun went off.
TBC
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