Jessica's P.O.V.

"Hey, Molly, are you ready for lunch?" I asked as I walked into her lab. I was suddenly pushed back as an irritated Sherlock walked out into the hallway. "What's wrong with him?" I asked as I leaned against the wall waiting for her to grabbed her stuff.
"He didn't find what he was looking for while he was X-Raying a phone he had." She was wrapping a long multicolored scarf around her neck. I sort of knew what she was talking about, but I didn't go any deeper.
"Ok, hey, where'd you get that scarf?" I asked as we walked out of her lab and down the hall.
"My mum got it for me for Christmas, why?"
"My dad use to have a scarf like that, but anyways, where are we going to lunch?"
"How about that new sandwich shop down the road?"
"That sounds nice. How's your day been?" The chilly autumn air made my skin feel like ice once it made contact.
"Oh, it's been nice; well, as nice as it can get in a morgue." She joked. I laughed with her as we walked down the street. Suddenly I heard my name being called from behind us.
"Jessie!" I looked behind me to see Jack running closer to us. A strange feeling went through my body as he got closer. We had both stopped as he weaved in and out through the crowd. I had no idea what I was suppose to do or say and Molly could see that on my face.
"Jessica, are you ok?" I snapped out of my trance and looked over at her.
"Oh, yeah I'm fine." I looked back to where Jack was only about 10 feet away now.
"Do you know him?" She asked me.
"Yeah, he's-" I got cut off by Jack pulling me into a tight hug. I laughed as he released me.
"I haven't seen you in ages, Jack. Umm, this is my friend Molly." I turned to introduce the two.
"How do you do?" Jack asked all gentlemen-like. He shook her hand and I could see something in his eyes.
"Ok, that's enough Jack."
"What, I can't say hello anymore?"
"Nope, is there anything that you needed?"
"Umm, yeah but I could come back later, it's not important at the moment." I was going to see what Molly thought but I saw that she was talking to some other guy. This had happened twice before; someone would come up to me and she would go find someone else to talk to for the rest of her lunch break. I didn't mind, I've done it to her so we're even now.
"No, it's fine, I've been ditched anyways. Go on."
"A little bird told me that you were in the neighborhood, and I thought that you might want to go on a trip. The last trip that we went on together was over 100 years ago, for me anyways." He looked at me with puppy dog eyes.
"I don't think I've ever gone on a trip with you, I'm pretty sure this is only my third time meeting you." His face lit up with excitement.
"Perfect, it will be amazing, come on."
"Fine, but I need to be back before noon, ok, that's when my lunch is over."
"Promise." He smiled as he crossed his heart.

Jenny's P.O.V.

I looked around as I walked out to the school yard with the rest of the class. It was time to go home, but I couldn't see Jessica or John anywhere. I walked towards the edge of the yard where all of the rest of the parents were. I didn't see anyone that I recognized, then some police officer came up to me.
"Are you Jenny Holmes?"
"Yeah, who are you?" I looked up into his brown eyes.
"I'm Officer Montgomery. Lestrade sent me to pick you up, he said it was because Jessica didn't came back from her lunch." I nodded my head and started walking with him to his police car. It was a quiet ride to station, neither of us tried to talk to each other. I was focused on figuring out the reason that Jessica wasn't there to pick me up.
Once the car stopped I got out and walked into the building. I went up to Lestrade's office like I normally did when Jessica picked me up.
"Hi Lestrade." I said as I went and sat at a little table that was in the corner.
"Hello Jenny, what are you up to today?" He asked not looking up from the file in his hand.
"Homework, do you know where Jessica is?" He finally looked over to me.
"No, I'm sorry, I don't. She just didn't came back from her lunch break. She probably is home sick or something."
"Did she call and tell that she was at home?"
"No, but she's fine, she'll be back tomorrow, I hope" He said the last part quietly, hoping that I wouldn't hear it.
"Okay." I took out my homework and started it. It was really easy so I was done within a few minutes. But when I looked up when I finished I saw that Lestrade wasn't there anymore. I sat there for about 3 more hours reading the book that Jessica had gotten me for Christmas. Lestrade came in and out as well as a few other people until dad finally came to get me.
"Jenny, do you know where Jessica was this afternoon." Dad asked on the way home in the cab.
"No, she didn't tell me that she wasn't coming. Do you think that we could stop by her flat to see if she's okay?"
"Alright." He told the cabbie the new address and went back to looking out of the window.
I looked out of the window to watch as London flew by. I looked up towards the sky, which had gotten dark since I had got to the station. The stars shone bright and I remembered my dream that I had last night. It was about Jessica and her dad. They were running away from some kind of alien while Jessica was on her holiday break. I haven't asked her the questions I have for her yet, I was going to do that today after school.
Dad paid the cabbie and we stepped out onto the curb. The lights in Jessica's flat weren't on which meant that she was either asleep or she wasn't there.
Dad knocked on the door and no one answered.
It doesn't look like she's here, Jenny. I'm sorry." Dad crouched down to my level and picked me up. He started walking down the stairs as someone ran past him going going up, screaming something. Another person with long bright red hair ran up the stairs after the first person. They had ran up the stairs so fast that I didn't get a good look at them. After dad mumbled something under his breath and started walking the rest of the way down the stairs.
Dad was about to hail a cab when a black car pulled up. Instead of Anthea, Mycroft's assistant, getting out Mycroft rolled down the window.
"Get in Sherlock." Mycroft said seriously.
"Why should I?" Dad made no sign of complying with him.
"It concerns Jenny." With that Mycroft rolled up the window and dad huffed. With a bit of hesitation dad opened the door and slid into the car. Mycroft had slid over to the other side of the car and dad made me sit in the middle of them.
"So what concerns Jenny, Mycroft?" The car had started moving in the direction of Baker Street.
"I got her enrolled at a new school. As you probably don't know, she recently got in trouble at her school because she called everyone idiots." Dad looked looked down at me with a small smile.
"They probably are." He said looking out the window again.
"It's doesn't matter if they are, her teacher has informed me that wasn't the only time that it's happened. Her classmates have complained about her numerous times." I didn't know this, I thought that they were just jealous because I was smarter than them. I didn't know that they didn't like me. I looked down at my shoes and knocked my feet together. "So, I decided that she should go to a school where she wasn't surrounded by idiots."
"Did you even think to ask her if she wanted to go, Mycroft? What if I don't want her to go, I am her legal guardian after all." Dad was was now looking at Mycroft.
"Well, Jenny, would you like to go to a school where you'd actually learn something for a change?" I looked up at him as he looked down.
"What's the name of the school?"
"Deffry Vale High School."
"High school, Mycroft she's six years old." Dad butted in.
"She's certainly smart enough for it. So, Jenny, what do you say?"
"Sure, I do want to learn something at school for once." I looked at dad to see if it was ok.
"Fine, when will she start?"
"She'll finish this week at her primary school and start next week."
"Thank you Mycroft." I said as the car stopped outside of 221b.
"Of course Jenny. I'll see you soon Sherlock." Dad hurriedly opened the door and pulled me out.
"Goodbye Mycroft." With that dad slammed the door and we walked up the front steps.

Jessica's P.O.V.
"Ok Jack, you were right, this is a lot of fun." We had gone to Jamaica in 1697, and it was beautiful. The sun was shining.
"I told you that our trips were amazing." He nudged me in the side as we walked down the street.
"Yes, yes they are, but we should probably be getting back now; I don't want to be late because I have to pick up Jenny today."
"I guess, but we should get some lunch first. come on." He pulled me into what looked like a bar.
"Fine, but we should still hurry." Inside was dark and smelled horrible, although it was probably the best place that we would be able to find in the 1600s. We started walking towards along the wall towards a table, but before we could get very far someone had their hand on my mouth and their arm around my waist. I tried kicking and screaming but my efforts were futile.
I was outside once again and being dragged down an alleyway. I heard someone else behind me so I twisted my head just enough to see that Jack was also being pushed along behind me. We were getting closer to the docks so I assumed that the people that were kidnapping us were pirates. There weren't very many people around us as hurriedly walked.
My assumptions were right because we were suddenly being pushed up a ramp and onto a ship. There were much more people on the boat then there were on the streets. I only saw them for a second before I was pushed down into the hold. It was dark and smelled like mildew. The man behind me finally took his hand off my mouth so he could open the door to a cell. He threw me in and Jack shortly followed. But before they left they took most of our things and left us in our under clothes. Jack was being really quiet, and when I looked over to him he was holding his head.
"Jack, are you alright?" I scooted closer to him to see if he was alright.
"Yeah, I'm fine. They just hit my head, I'll be alright. I'm sorry Jessica, we should have left when you said, then we wouldn't be in this situation."
"It's alright, I've been in worse. Do you still have your vortex manipulator?"
"No, they took it, but you can just zap us out of here, right? With your timey-wimey brain."
"How do you… never mind, you're right. I'll get us out of here in a second." But before I could do anything the door to the hold opened and four new people walked in. The first one, a woman, looked like the captain because her clothes were much nicer than those of the other people. The rest were men and dressed in what looked like rags.
"Ah, excellent. James 'n Fletcher, take th' scurvy dog 'n put him to set the sails as I deal wit' th' woman." Two men came forward and opened the cell. They grabbed Jack and pulled him to his feet.
"Jack!" I yelled, but before he could protest, they began to drag him out onto the deck. "What are you going to do to him?" I stood up, but the rocking of the ship made me unbalanced.
"Ye have a lot 'o devil's henchman lassie. Parks, be off up on deck to help wit' th' scurvy dog." The man nodded and ran up the wooden stairs. "Now, as for ye 'n me, lass, I be th' great Cap'n Joan Dawkins 'n who might ye be?" Joan had walked into the cell and was standing in front of me.
"You didn't answer my question, what are you going to do to Jack? Tell me."
"Now, now, that ain't no way to speak to ye superiors, why don't we give a go' again. What's ye moniker?"
"I'm Jessica Pond." I had my back against the wall of the ship for support.
"How hard was that, now we be gettin' somewhere. be tellin' me, how well do ye handle pain? because to be a lass scurvy pirate, ye need to be able to hold ye own."
"I don't want to be a pirate at all, thank you. I need to be getting back to land, I have responsibilities I need to get back to."
"I be sorry, but as soon as ye set foot on me ship, ye became a pirate. I didn't have no choice 'n neither do ye. At least I'll be a wee bit nicer to ye then th' barnacle-covered John Holystone was to me." She pulled out a short dagger that had been polished until it shone brighter than anything I had saw on the ship. "Now hold still, Jessica." She leaned forward and plunged the dagger into my abdomen as I let out a shriek.

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Hey, I'm officially done with the 9th grade. Sorry I haven't written in a while, I've been really busy trying to finish early. I hope you enjoyed it! :)
-JP