Chapter 3

A lot To Be Told...

By the time Jason and Marla got back to the house it was close to midnight since they had to wait for traffic to move on and the police had arrived which made the waiting even worse. But as soon as they arrived everyone was in the room crowded around the TV watching the news.

As soon as Jason walked into the room Natalie ran up and hugged him. "Oh my god thank god your alright I was worried about you..." if she hugged any harder he wouldn't be alright. "Natalie I'm perfectly fine now can you..." Natalie let go "I'm sorry its just that..." Jake wrapped his arm around her. "She was really worried about you we all were."

"So... looks like story time to me." Tom was sitting on the couch drinking a beer. Marcus who was sitting next to him gave him a little shove. "Doesn't have to be right now give the poor lads a break they just got back and its almost midnight." Jason looked back toward Marla but she was already over by the refrigerator grabbing a beer for herself. "You know what I'll feel just fine after having a few of these." She plopped down right next to the others on the long and couch and opened the beer. Everyone watched as she drank the whole thing in one swig, finished it, then burped. "Well that tasted good lets have some story time." She started laughing.

"Oh darling no... I think you need to go to bed." He motioned her toward the bed room. Marla smiled "OK then"

She made her way toward the bedroom hiccuping. "Is she OK?" Natalie was worried. Jason shook his head "Yeah shes OK she didn't really enjoy the traffic though." He went over to the kitchen and grabbed a beer "And neither did I..." Beer tastes so good right now. "Damn know how you feel man I absolutely hate traffic." Ron switched off the TV.

"Well then you head off to bed or you going to tell us what happened." Jake still had his arm around Natalie who had her head lying up against his chest (usually seemed to be there all the time). Jason sat down in an arm chair taking another sip of the refreshing beer. "Oh why not I'm not that tired anyway... oh by the way wheres Francis?" Everyone looked at Ron who only shrugged. "He said he was on the look for those two people in the picture he really wants to find them." Jason remembered he had the photo too and reached down into his pocket to take it out but before he could he accidentally spilled his beer. It got it on the arm of the chair, it wasn't bad but he wasn't just going to leave it as is. "Oh damn sorry I'll take care of it."

Jason got up to get a towel but someone threw one to him. "Here ya go this should do." He glanced toward the direction the towel came from and guess who it was... Francis. "When the hell did you walk in." Ron asked. No one even noticed him there. "Oh sorry I took the back door." He took a drink of a beer he had, looks like everyone was wanting one hell its Friday. "Thanks man... " Jason cleaned up the arm of the chair the threw it back to Francis who put it into the hamper. "Looks like your just in time for a story fella." Ron was trying to speed it up since it was getting late. So Jason settled himself in the arm chair and began his story. Everyone stopped talking and focused on him.

"So me and Marla were walking out of the restaurant... you know the one she likes to go to yeah so it was crowded like any Friday night down here and we were already in the car which had been parked in front of the restaurant and were starting to drive off but the damn shooter..." Marcus interrupted him "Wait what the hell you mean shooter on the news they said that the restaurant got robbed." Everyone was beginning to wonder now. Looks like they were trying to cover it up. Marcus thought the same thing "Looks like they were trying to hide it something must be going on." Jason decided he should just go straight to the point "It's eyes were glowing yellow just like an SH they weren't red and it wasn't robbing anyone from the looks of it... " Francis dropped his beer splattering all over the flower. "WAS SHE BEING CHASED BY MEN IT SUITS." Jason was shocked from Francis out burst and how he had known that. "Yes and what do you mean SHE?" Everyone was staring at Francis but Ron wasn't also seemed to be trying to hide a smile, Jason could just tell... Francis looked around at everyone then stared right at Jason "You never looked at the photo did you?" Jason put his hand on the pocket in which the photo was in. "Yeah never did yet...why?" Francis was silent for a moment then he began to laugh like he had just given a humorous joke. "Go ahead take a look for yourself Jason you'll see."

The whole room grew silent now, Jason looked at everyone who were now just waiting for him to pull it out. Even Marla who had probably overheard was back in the room to see. Jason motioned his over the opening and reached in. He felt his hand touch the photo so he gently grasped it and gently started to pull it out not knowing who or what was on the photo. He finally pulled it all the way out but it was flipped upside down showing the blank end of the photo.

He was about to flip it back over but before he did he noticed a small written note in cursive on it. He read it carefully (Love your daughter) He flipped the photo over after reading the note. When he took one look at the photo he was surprisingly shocked of what he saw. It was the two girls he had seen on the bus the teenage one with long black hair and the other who was the cute little girl but this time showing her hair which was short and silver white. "Which... wait... is she" He was trying to ask Francis which one of them was his daughter or if he even had a daughter but he told him. "Yeah the older one with the long black hair... the other one I'll tell about later..." he had gotten more serious he motioned Jason to pass around the photo. Everyone took a look at it but when it came to Ron he passed it to Marcus without taking a look. "I already knew about here take a look." Marcus took a look at the photo. "she sure does has your hair color Francis and your eyes too." Francis grinned. "Yeah that's my one and only loving baby Catherine." Marcus was the last one to look at it so he handed back to Francis. Francis to out his wallet and put the photo into it.

"Shes the reason I've been out so late, searching for her since she told me they were now in France and right in Paris and why you should ask... is that they are fugitives running away from bad men and where from..." He sighed leaning back onto the counter. Everyone was waiting for him to answer but he almost seemed teary eyed. This was the first time anyone had seen him like this. Was about to get up but Francis shook his head and moved on. "You all remember how we told you me and Ron escaped the prison..." Every nodded. "Well I never told you this prison is all the way up in Germany so its a long way from here..but... while we were escaping and she was with us... well she wasn't as lucky as us."

He got down on his knees and started picking up the pieces of glass from the broken beer bottle but the continued on. "And those bad men are... are the people who work for the creators and scientists of the SH who want her back and the little girl who they can't ever... ever... ever get." He took the pieces of glass which he had in his hand and took them to the trash. "So why do they want the little girl?" Natalie asked trying not to bring anything real personal up.

Francis took a cloth and started wiping the alcohol up. "The key to the end and the enemy's victory of the war." Everyone was full of questions now but Jason was completely clueless. "What did you mean by that?" Tom blurted his question out. Francis looked up from the mess right at Tom and everyone. "Well... first I'll have to sit down for this one." He dropped the towel into the hamper and sat down into another arm chair. "This I will tell you is probably the most important thing I have ever told anyone in my whole life... alright lets start from the very beginning."

Francis cleared his throat then began to speak. "The nations of France, Germany, and Russia had been working together ever since the Soviet Union fell who knows could have been before that. But they had been working on experiments for a new weapon and while they had been working on this weapon... this unbelievable weapon of mass destruction they had even come up with us the SH... yes you heard me right.... and they had just recently made they most destructive weapon of all time... its a new type of WMD something almost like THEL or Tactical High End Laser the like the military uses to shoot down rockets and artillery rounds but even bigger and more powerful than before and used for a similar purpose but to destroy cities who knows it could probably destroy places larger than cities. Their called O.L.G.A.S Orbital Laser Guided Attack System almost like satellites that float up in space close to the earths atmosphere that orbit around pointing down toward the any where earths surface but from what I know there is only one they have managed to slip past other nations like the UK and the US without anyone noticing but it is up there some where. Its just sitting there waiting to be activated and given a target. That's where me and Ron came in, before we escaped we were able to deactivate it and take the key which was the little girl... she is the only life form and key to activating the WMD we were able to bring her to a resistance after escaping but they weren't able to hide her for long... they brought her back to the prison/facility and were about to reactivate the O.L.G.A.S but my daughter who was still held in the prison was able to break free and take the little girl with her and that is where we come in my friends to take this girl away from the enemy."

Everyone was silent in disbelief of what they just heard but he spoke up once once more "Guess what the little girls name is?" He asked them all. He was expecting them to guess but the still trying to let all the information sink in from before so he decided to just tell them. "Just call her Olga...."