Hiezen: yay, another chappie…thanks for the reviews… no matter how mean and insulting some may get… I still appreciate them... they're quite helpful.
[[yeah, because u use flames for your fire place…]]
Hiezen: P.S. the rest of this fic might just be Naomi's POV (oh and this takes place right after Van' Rook's Apprentice)
Disclaimer: I don't own The Secret Saturdays, Jay Stephens does.
o. Sorry .o
I heard the noises, the crashing. I had been on my way to help Doc (more out of courtesy to Drew,) but I heard Van Rook's voice. My first reaction was to freeze but a voice in the back of my head told me to run and hide (which I did.)
Now more than a few hours later I felt somewhat safe, I stepped out of my hiding place (which just happened to be Zak's room) when I bumped into someone. I looked up and saw Doyle, for the second time today I froze.
"He hid you right under Van' Rook's nose!" it took me a few seconds to unfreeze and figure out what Doyle was talking about.
"Isss...he alive?" I stuttered twice.
He nodded …than he began to pull something out of one of his bags, but stopped when he heard footsteps.
"Hey, uncle, oh," luckily it was just Zak. He began to draw out the item from his bag, but he stopped again.
"Boys, I brought some food," she stopped to glare at me; I just stared straight at the ground.
"Drew… I mean Mrs. Saturday?" I could hear my voice thinning, "I'm sorry for not helping Doc," I was lying but the only one who noticed was Doyle. I looked up only to meet up with Drew's smiling face.
"It's okay," she hugged me; she probably thought I was finally learning responsibility. Doyle said nothing.
o. Midnight Caper .o
(A/N: This has nothing to do with the episode)
It was twelve o' clock midnight; I snuck quietly past the kitchen only to overhear a conversation between Doc, Drew and Doyle.
"Look, all I'm saying is that that girl is deceiving, she does everything as long as it will benefit her," it was Doyle speaking.
"People change Doyle, maybe loosing that dragon made her have a different look in life," this time it was Drew speaking she seemed to be trying to convince her brother.
"I don't know Drew, I think your brother might be right, after all she was raised by Van Rook," ha! Doc was wrong my 'dad' never stayed home long enough to teach me anything; I'd learned everything I knew from Shuriken.
"I mean why don't you just give her to child services," Doyle muttered.
"She knows too much Doyle, most people would consider her a) crazy and put her in a hospital b) someone might actually listen to her and learn the truth about cryptids and c) she has a special power, those are the reasons she can't be handed to the government," Doc countered in a sharp tone. "Besides she apologized to Drew, she's learning Doyle, what harm could she do?" Doc seemed to have changed his mind.
"Well let's ask her?" I had not time to react. Doyle picked me up from the collar of the orange pajamas Zak had lent me. I saw the note he had hidden in my shirt fall to the ground.
"Put. Her. Down. Doyle." Drew said the words slowly as if in warning. He placed me down. I pretended to fall as I picked up the note Zak had given me, than I pretended to yawn as I stuffed the small piece of paper into my mouth.
"What was that?" Doyle asked me than turned to Drew as if she would know the answer.
"Doyle this proves nothing she could have been out, going to the bathroom," Drew was still out to prove my innocence.
"Yeah, kind of got lost," I went along with Drew's story.
"Yeah, then what was that paper?" Doyle muttered angrily.
"What paper?" I asked in the most innocent tone I could summon.
"Is Zak watching Weird World?" Doc interrupted our argument.
"It was my idea," time to dazzle the boss, "I wanted to know if Shuriken was alright." He smiled at me in approval, and then he glared at Doyle, and left for the living room.
"I'm proud of you," I faced Drew in shock, "that's twice you take responsibility." With that I escorted to the room I was staying in.
o. Babysat .o
I didn't see the point of me staying with another Secret Scientist, while the Saturdays were out on an expedition. To make it worse I was freezing my but off in Antarctica, listening to a lady talking about quantum physics and crud. I began to walk around the lab, contemplating the reasons why my white shirt, parka, and long black pants didn't keep me warm. That is until I saw the big shiny orb on a stand in the corner of the room.
"Whoa!" it was a dragon egg.
"Please don't touch that it's very valuable"
"Who…can I hold it," Miranda's eyebrows quirked up.
"No." I sighed than I spotted another large stone outside.
"I'm going out," I said to no one in particular.
I brought the stone in and quickly swapped it with the egg.
c. Ch.5 .c
Hiezen: cliffy…anyways although uneventful and somewhat informative…anyways I still have a slight writer's block so I won't update in a while