Chapter 6

Enjoying the Moment

They had been sitting around all day watching the news which was all about the mess they made. Seeing it from a news helicopter looked really bad and kind of horrid. Killing cops was not in their description but if they had something in their possession that could change the course of the war then they would... no matter what the cost. This war had already lasted to long and had to many piles of the dead loved ones.

Jake himself was lying on the floor with Olga teaching her how to play checkers which she seemed to enjoy quite a bit. "So I move now?" She asked politely with her hand over the piece she was about to move. "Yeah go ahead." While they were playing Natalie took a seat next to them and watched. "Hey your doing really good Olga." She said which made Olga smile. Jake could of jumped her but he made a false move pretending not to know he could have done it. For a moment Olga's big round eyes hovered over the red and black board looking for any move she could make. "Hmm... Oh there you are!" She jumped over his black piece also getting a king me. "King me!" She squealed with excitement.

"Wow you sure are pretty good at this for a seven year old." Ron had also come over with his usual grin. Olga look up from the board glaring at Ron. "I'm eight now... not seven." She corrected him as Jake made another false move on the board. "I'm sorry." Ron apologized still having the friendly grin stuck on his face. "Its OK shiny head." She giggled looking back down at the board. He knew Ron didn't like jokes about his bald head but he wouldn't tell a little girl that still keeping his grin and rubbed his glistening head. Jake trying to keep his laughter inside could hear Natalie quietly laughing so Ron wouldn't hear but he had heard so had Olga. "Whats so funny?" Jake couldn't hold it in anymore neither could Natalie they both started laughing.

He tried to stop laughing but he couldn't, he could tell Ron hadn't enjoyed the joke almost looked as if steam were coming out from his ears but Olga still sat there clueless. "Why are they laughing?" She questioned. Ron replied with a small but working smile. "Oh their just blowing off steam."

Later after they had finished their game of checkers he went over to the TV where Marcus, Jason, and Marla were sitting and having a conversation. "Oh flying helicopters isn't scary you get used to them after a while." Marla told Marcus but he only laughed. "I' always... always hated flying up in that sky." You couldn't ever get him to fly. "Oh come on its fun why do you think I joined the air force." Marcus still nodded with disagreement. "I don't care I still hate flying."

"Don't be a wuss." Francis just had to say something. "Oh Jake don't be mean..." Catherine had her arms tightly wrapped around his chest with her chin lying on his shoulder. He was about to take her off but then he realized Olga was clinging onto his right leg. "Your not going anywhere!" Looks like they were both in playful mood so he'll just have to play along. "Alright then..." He laughed making both wonder what he was up to. He waved his hand over his eyes activating his SH. "Lets play!" Francis lifted them both up with each hand like they were pieces of paper.

Everyone sitting on the couch began to laugh at the hysterical site. Catherine and Olga were dumbfounded by his strength. "Alright dad I think I'm a little too old for this..." Catherine had said nervously but her dad didn't look he cared. "Oh you were the one who started it." he put his daughter down onto an arm chair and started tickling her. "You'll always be my little baby." It was a cute father and daughter moment.

After a while of the loud laughing and gasping for air Olga tugged on Francis shirt. "Oh don't leave me out."

He looked down at her and laughed. "Oh don't worry dear I would never forget about you." He held her up with both hands and moved her around in the air with her arms held out like she was a super hero. She laughed and giggled enjoying every second. "Now your big friend Marcus wouldn't want to be flying like you are would he?" From the sound of it everyone was pulling each others strings today. Everyone started laughing even Marcus .

Then after a while of playing with Olga Francis sat down in an arm chair next to his daughters with Olga sitting in his lap and her arm hooked around his neck. Then suddenly on the TV it showed the police at the parking garage where they had changed their cars appearance. Francis looked over at Catherine signaling for her to bring Olga to another room.

"Hey Olga how about we play some more checkers." Olga sprung up with excitement taking her offer. They waited till they left the room then began talking. "Do you think they'll be able to track us to here?" Ron asked nervously. Francis shook his head "No but but we can't be so sure they wont." Then Marla asked him something "Can the apprentices sense you near by like you can do to them?" So many things could go wrong in situations like this but they must look toward the best. He felt Natalie hold his hand.

"Whats wrong Natalie?" He could see she was really worried about something. "If the apprentices found out we were here they would be all ov..." Jake interrupted her before she could finish her sentence. "Natalie... don't worry about it because if they do... they'll have to go through all of us to get Olga." But she sighed still looking worried. "I'm worried about her... well of course I am but I'm also worried about you." He didn't know what to say at first but then when he thought more about her and that would make him say something he would never forget. "I promise..." He held both of her hands "What ever happens I'll never let you down." She smiled and hugged him. "You really mean it?" She mumbled just loud enough for only him to hear. "Yes." He told her.

She tightened her hug around him even more. "I love you." It was always in his blood to never let her down and always will be. "I love you too." Then when they were done hugging they looked back toward Francis who had been answering and discussing the what ifs. "Good question to ask Marcus, if we were surround somehow then we would take this trap door which leads to the Catacombs of Paris, yea its not pleasant but its better than being dead." Everyone agreed on that who wouldn't.