Time had gone by so quickly, which was a blessing in some ways, and a disappointment in others. Yet, for Julius Octavian, time was going by too slow. He was now eleven, and wishing to be an adult. Sitting up in an old tree, that over looked Rome, he watched as his father directed the Roman army.
"Julius."
Quickly looking to the ground, he frowned down at his little brother, and Jedidiah and Ida's daughter. "Go away Tacitus! You too Anna!"
Tacitus gave Julius a glare, "Mama isn't going to be happy when she finds out your climbing trees again!"
"You wouldn't dare tell her!" Julius warned.
A mock smile came to Tacitus face, "Really?"
Julius got down and started chasing after him.
Jane soon stopped him
"Julius Octavian Octavius! What did I say about chasing your brother?!" she yelled.
"To not do it," Julius sighed.
A disapproving sigh left Jane, "Julius, why were you chasing your brother and Anna?"
That was something Julius wished to avoid, but Tacitus filled Jane in. "He chased me because I saw him up in a tree again!"
"Tattle tail!" Julius called Tacitus.
Tacitus stuck out his tongue, Julius copying.
Jane rolled her eyes, "Boys please!"
"What is going on?" Octavius asked.
"The boys are fighting again," Jane answered.
"Honey, they are just boys," Octavius reminded.
"Yes but they shouldn't be fighting. It's not proper," Jane responded.
"But he started it," Tacitus accused pointing to Julius.
"No you did," Julius corrected.
"Boys your mother is right. Stop fighting," Octavius stated.
"Yes father," they responded in unison.
They walked away.
"I don't understand it, Octavius," Jane stated. "My brothers never fought like Julius and Tacitus do."
"Like I had said...they are boys. They're going to fight, I mean when I was a boy I fought all the time," Octavius said.
Looking at Octavius, "Well of course you did, all boys in Rome fight. And no one puts a stop to it; everyone here believes you need to fight to survive, when you don't."
"Well what about...about that England place you lived in," Octavius said. "The boys don't fight there?"
"When there'd be a war gentlemen would go off and fight, but the boys would be busy doing more recreational things."
Octavius smiled at his wife, "Well dear, this is not England."
"Sometimes I wish it was," she said. A small smile came to Jane's face, "You'd love England Octavius."
"Not as much as I love you," Octavius smiled kissing her
With that Octavius walked away to tend to the army.
Jane walked around Rome. Taking in the familiar sites.
Not knowing she was being watched.
Once she had reached coliseums, she heard an evil laugh.
"Hello?" Jane called.
"Why hello dear Jane," a voice said.
Jane knew that voice, "Oh dear," as she tried to run away, but was stopped by Regina.
Regina punched her several times in the stomach.
"Thought you were rid of me huh? Well you were wrong," Regina smiled.
"Why are you doing this?" Jane asked.
"I want Octavius back," Regina simply stated.
"Well you are never getting him back," Jane gasped.
"Don't be so sure," Regina whispered.
She knocked Jane unconscious.