Christin Solomon
Chapter 24-Reunited
A/N: Sorry it's been forever since I updated. It was kinda writer's block with a pinch of schedule and a dash of lack of sleep. Thanks for the reviews. Hope you enjoy this chapter.
Christin's POV
I fell asleep somewhere in the night, too tired, and too sore to get in a comfortable position, so I lay on my back. In the morning, my rib cage, my arm, and my left leg hurt. They really did a number on me. The ribs were definitely broken, so was my arm, I think my leg was just bruised a lot because it was one of their favorite places to hit me. The loud sound of footsteps down the silent hallway put me on guard. The cell door opened, three people were thrown to the floor, and the door was shut again. I didn't move, more like I couldn't move. But I heard a sharp in take of breath and someone collapsed on their knees beside me.
"Christin?" Asked a familiar voice that I never thought to hear again.
"Mom?" I choked out, opening my eyes to see my reflection above me. My mom had a few tears running down her cheeks and she stroked my hair.
"My baby, my little darling . . ." More tears. Then I heard footsteps approach from behind us.
"Sis?" Two voices inquired in unison. It had to be a dream, this could not be real. I had no right to be this lucky, to deserve my mother and brothers back.
"Shawn . . . Shane?" I croaked. Shawn stepped over my legs so he could crouch on my left while Shane was on my right. Both of them looked like my dad with brown hair and greenish blue eyes, looking like they belonged on the cover of some teen model magazine.
"You're alive," I said quietly, not believing my words. Shane smiled and nodded and held my hand while Shawn's eyes skimmed over me, his eyebrows furrowing.
"Four broken ribs, a broken left arm, and a leg that probably can't be used, what the heck did they do to you Christin?" Shawn growled, his eyes blazing with fury.
"The usual," I shrugged, not wanting to think about what they did to me.
"The bat? Those dirty aaaa-buttheads, doing that to my baby," My mom muttered darkly, her voice seething with the need for revenge. Well we were all on the same page, which was good.
"Come on, let's get you too stand up," Shawn recommended. Shane and Shawn were very gentle as they wrapped their hands under my arm, Shawn being extremely careful, and got me into a standing position where I was able to breathe much better.
"Thanks" I murmured.
"No prob" They replied at the exact same moment. My mom got to her feet and seemed to be done crying.
"How in the world did they catch you?" She asked, a little threateningly.
"They were going to kill Chris if I didn't come with them, I had to protect him," I explained as Shawn started to glare.
"It's our job to protect you, not the other way around. And Chris is alive?" He barely stopped himself from yelling obviously.
"Yeah" I nodded.
"All my babies alive, unbelievable . . . What about your father?" My mom's voice shook, her breathing seemed to catch as she waited for my answer.
"He took a teaching job for Cove Ops at Gallagher Academy," I told her. She let out a relieved breath and another tear spilled over. Suddenly, the door swung open with twenty guards in the way.
"Your presence in required," One growled as we were handcuffed and taken out of the cell. I memorized all the halls we went through until finally we came to a large open room where there were five figures standing. My gut squeezed, which identified one, and the one came with the others. No. The guards unhand cuffed us and threw us to the ground.
"Christin!" Many voices shouted as they came running over.
"Tessa" My daddy gasped as Shawn and Shane and helped me up so I could be hugged. My mom ran to him and they held the other for a long time before kissing. I averted my eyes from the scene, not wanting to intrude on such a private moment.
"Little sis" Chris sighed as he hugged me loosely as Shane briefed them on my injuries.
"What are you doing here?" I hissed at him as I gave Zach, Grant, and Jonas a hug. Why did they have to bring my little brothers? My twin was one thing but my brothers who weren't even out of school yet? That was just wrong, then again, I had been going on missions since I was five . . .
"We came to rescue you," Chris said in an obvious tone and I smacked his arm with the back of my hand.
"You didn't have to bring them," I growled, wrapping my arm around Jonas for emphasis as Grant and Zach made introductions with my other brothers.
"You really thought they could tell us no?" Grant asked in fake hurt. I wacked him in the back of the head. Zach smirked and I give him the same punishment.
"Christin" My dad said gently with my mom behind him as he gave me a hug. I could hear all the hidden thoughts behind that one word and instantly felt guilty over all the pain and worry I had caused through my family.
"How did you get captured?"I finally questioned.
"We allowed ourselves to get caught. We need more information on the Italian Spies and this seemed the perfect way to do it," Zach filled me in. I rolled my eyes and shook my head. They were all such boneheads sometimes.
"You are all so dead when we get out of here," I muttered, leaning more heavily against Chris as I became more exhausted.
"Now that the family is caught, the fun begins," Said an eerie voice over a speaker that was attached to the ceiling somewhere. I was reunited with my family and I could face anything. Yes, all of you stupid buttheads that did this to me, let the fun begin.
A/N: Cliff hanger! It's going to be good! Review please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!