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Jack paced the floor in the doctor's lab.
"Can you work faster doctor?" Jack asked. The doctor sighed loudly. "Jack, for the last time, this is delicate work! The slightest miscalculation could send you to another parralel universe! So no, I cannot work faster." he said quite irritably.
After dinner Jake found himself thirsty.
"Ummm, Spike?" he asked.
"Yeah?"
"Can I have something to drink?" Jake asked.
"Sure, "said Spike, "we got some beer, eh...little bit of vodka..."
Jamie stared at Spike.
"Spike?" "Yes?" "Jake is ten, he can't drink alchohol!" Jamie said.
"Oh...sorry Jake...we don't have kids, so I'm not used to this. Well, in that case we have water. There's a sink in the kitchen." he said, gesturing to the kitchen with his fork.
"Jack, I need a particle accelerator, could you hand it?" the doctor asked.
"Sure!" Jack said enthusiastically. Then he realized he had no idea what the doctor was talking about.
"Doctor?" "Yes?" "Whats a partical accelerator look like?" Jack asked. The doctor growled. He wheeled himself over to the equiptment table.
"Go home Jack. You're not doing anything useful, and you need some sleep. Not to mention you're annoying me." the doctor said sternly, pushing Jack out the door.
After dinner, Spike and Jamie turned the T.V. onto the news. They sat on the couch, Jamie cradled in Spike's arm.
Jake felt as if he was intruding. And he was ten, he didn't read the news in HalloweenTown, let alone the Human World.
"Who's that funny looking guy?" Jake asked. Spike laughed. "Thats our president." he answered.
Jake frowned. "So, he's like the King huh?" Jamie shook his head. "He'd like to think so, but he's not." she answered.
Jake frowned again. "So, he's like the mayor?" he asked. Spike shrugged. "Yeah, more like a mayor."
"Does he have two faces too?" Jake asked. Then he was bewildered when Spike and Jamie started cracking up.
"Wow little dude...didn't know you knew about politicians." Spike said, ribs still moving from laughter.
But sending Jack home didn't help. There he wore a rut in the floor boards, as Sally nervously pulled at her arm stitching, sewing it back on when her arm fell off.
"Do you think Jake will be okay?" Sally asked finally. Jack sighed. "I have no idea...the Humans are a strange bunch, as a whole. I've met very nice humans, but from the neighborhood he's in, not very nice ones.." he looked at Sally who was biting her lip.
"Hey..." Jack put his arm around her. She rested her head on his shoulder. "I'm sure he'll be fine. He is our son after all... he'll get through it." Jack assured. He closed his sockets as he began to feel Sally's tears soaking through his suit.
"You'll sleep here." Spike said, pulling out an old blanket and throwing it over the couch.
"I hope it'll be comfortable enough?" he asked. Jake nodded. "Its fine, thank you Spike." he said.
Spike smiled, and put a hand on his shoulder. "Hey, chin up little dude...maybe your parents will find a way." he said, then turning to go to his own bedroom.
"Maybe." Jack muttered, then laid on the couch.
Now, Jake had never felt homesick before. But that night as he lay awake, he missed home. His mother's cooking, his father's jokes, even his sister Sam's lectures.
And the thought that he may not get to see them for another year...maybe never at all, if his parents didn't find him next Halloween, was terrifying.
And not in the good way.
okay, I'm really trying here, so please review? please?