A/N: Hey all. Here's the next chapter. I'm in the middle of 13 right now, so hopefully it'll be up on later this week. Thanks for reading.
Kadence
Disclaimer: Camp Rock and its characters are the property of the Disney Channel. I own nothing…I merely borrow for my amusement, as well as yours.
Chapter 12
"How are you feeling?" Jason asked.
He was sitting on the row of seats towards the front of the plane, Mackenzie curled into his side.
"My head hurts. And my shoulder's starting to throb again," Mackenzie replied.
"We'll be landing shortly and Big Bob has your pain meds with him," Jason said.
"Jason?" Mackenzie said.
"Hmm?" Jason replied.
"I'm scared," Mackenzie said.
"I know sweetheart, but you're going to be safe at home with us," Jason said.
"Jason?" Brown said. "Can I see you for a second please?"
"Can it wait?" Jason asked.
"You can leave me for a second Jase; I'm not going to break," Mackenzie said. "It's probably important."
"I'll be right back," Jason said, brushing his lips against hers before standing and walking over to where his uncle was sitting.
"What's up?" Jason said, sitting next to Brown.
"Jason, I know that we have security and Agent Schiff has other agents here, but you can't promise her that she'll be safe," Brown said.
"But she is," Jason said.
"Jason, she's been through a lot in the past few months…especially the past few hours," Brown said. "You and I both know that she is scared. We will do everything we can to keep her safe, but you can't make that promise because…"
"No one can guarantee her safety," Jason said. "I know. I'm just…I'm scared for her too…terrified really. And I can't let myself think about what could've happened in those woods. Or what could happen if someone gets to her here."
"I know," Brown said. "And what I can promise is that we will do everything we can to keep her safe, but until those men are all in prison, she won't be."
Jason looked over at Mackenzie and she smiled at him. He managed a small smile in return before looking back at his uncle.
"I can't lose her," Jason said.
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Meanwhile, Mickey Carmine was in Sing Sing, still awaiting sentencing, and he had a visitor.
"Look, I'm being watched even more closely now. They're monitoring my visitors. As my attorney, you're the only who can visit without them listening in…attorney-client privilege and all," Mickey Carmine said. "So…was it done?"
"Mr. Carmine, I agreed to represent you, but I cannot get involved in this any further," the Carmine family's attorney said. "For what I've already done, I've risked getting disbarred."
"You have a lot more to worry about then just getting disbarred. Now answer the question," Mickey Carmine said.
The attorney had been avoiding the question, because he knew Mickey Carmine would not like the answer.
"I cannot confirm that," he said.
"What do you mean you can't confirm that?" Carmine asked.
"Four ambulances were sent to a hospital not far from the camp," the attorney said. "But only two of the men you sent checked in. Miss. Grace had three agents with her. If only four ambulances were sent and one of your men was killed, there was a survivor. The shooters you sent can't be sure who the survivor was."
"You know I don't understand why one teenage girl is causing so much trouble. I need her eliminated," Mickey Carmine said. "That is the only way I'm getting out of here."
"At this point, with the attempt on her life, you risk getting charged with attempted murder as well," the attorney said. "If you're not careful, they will give you the death penalty."
"I want her dead!" Mickey Carmine shouted.
"Mr. Carmine," the attorney said.
"Just find out who survived. If she's alive, I want her found and eliminated," Mickey Carmine commanded.
The attorney just shook his head as he packed up his briefcase. He had needed the money when the Carmine family approached him about being their attorney. He had no idea what he was getting himself involved in at the beginning. Now he knew more than he wanted. He didn't want the girl hurt, but he was in too deep to cross anyone in the Carmine organization now. They owned him.
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"Alright, now we need to get Mackenzie off the plane and into one of those SUVs without anyone getting a picture of her," Agent Schiff said. "Right now, she's been assumed dead, and that will work in our favor, for as long as we can keep that going."
Mackenzie already her hair tucked up under one of Shane's beanies, was wearing big sunglasses, and had a coat on to hide the sling she was wearing. Agent Schiff had decided that the agents would keep their distance as they made their way to car, allowing Mackenzie to better blend in with the Greys' crew, in an attempt to go unnoticed.
The door to the plane opened Agent Schiff walked off first with Jason. Nate and Caitlyn and then Shane and Mitchie followed. Last was Mackenzie, who was chatting Brown. If anyone was watching, Mackenzie blended in well with the Grey Group, appearing to be Brown's assistant.
They met Big Bob, Mike and a few other members of the boys' security team. Brown, Mackenzie and Jason got into the first SUV with Big Bob and Agent Schiff. Mike was in the other SUV with Nate, Caitlyn, Shane and Mitchie.
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When they arrived at the Grey house in Bel Aire, everyone seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. There had been no paparazzi at the airport and the vehicles had made it to the house unnoticed.
Inside the house, Paul and Denise were waiting with the boys' younger brother Tommy.
"Oh my, I'm so glad you boys are all okay," Denise said, rushing over to hug her three eldest sons when they walked into the house.
"Mom, mom, we're fine," Shane said, rolling his eyes at their mother's dramatics.
She hadn't reached Jason yet, as he was whispering softly to Mackenzie as the took Shane's beanie off her head and helped her slip out of the coat she was wearing, being careful not to injure her shoulder.
Denise didn't disturb the couple right away. She looked back at her husband for a moment, with a smile, as they both watched their eldest interact with his girlfriend. If she was honest with herself, Denise and her husband had both been concerned when Brown told them Jason was falling in love in such a short amount of time.
But watching them together, Denise knew that his son really was in love. Every smile reached his eyes and the way he looked at Mackenzie, Denise knew it was real.
"Jason?" she finally said.
"Oh, I'm sorry Mom," Jason said, turning his attention to his parents. "Mom, Dad, this is Mackenzie Grace, my girlfriend. Mackenzie, these are my parents, Denise and Paul."
"It's very nice to meet you," Mackenzie said, offering her free hand. "Thank you for letting me stay here."
"Oh sweetheart, we are so happy to have you here," Denise said, carefully hugging her. "We were so sorry to hear what had happened to your family, and more recently, to you."
"I'm hanging in there," Mackenzie insisted. "Being with Jason has helped. And I've become very close with your other two boys, and Mitchie and Caitlyn."
"I'm glad to hear that," Denise said. "Jason, could you give us a moment please?"
"Mom…" Jason started.
"Jason, I'll be fine with your mother," Mackenzie insisted. "Why don't you go put your bags in your room? And if you carry mine please; I don't know where they're going."
"Alright. But I'll be right back," Jason said, kissing her.
"He's been a little over the top with the overprotectiveness since we left camp," Mackenzie said.
"I can imagine it was very hard for him," Denise said. "Brown told me you were shot."
"I was. In the shoulder," Mackenzie said, gesturing to the sling. "But I'm fine."
"Well from what I've seen in the past few minutes, my son loves you," Denise said. "And he's going to want to protect you."
"I know," Mackenzie said. "And I love him for it. It's just…what happened at camp brought back all the memories from the night my family… It's just hard. They were starting to fade, and now it's all I see every time I close my eyes."
"Oh sweetheart, I can't imagine what you've gone through," Denise said. "I know I'm not your mother…but it seems that you've become a part of this family. If you ever need to talk…"
"Thank you," Mackenzie said. "I'll definitely be taking you up on that."
"Babe, Bob said you should be taking those pain pills with some food," Jason said, reentering the room. "When did you last eat?"
Denise smiled as Jason took Mackenzie's hand, nodded at his parents, and led Mackenzie into the kitchen.
Thanks for reading! I look forward to hearing what you think.
Kadence