Christin Solomon Chapter 29: Home, a gallagher girls fanfic

Christin Solomon

Chapter 29-Home

A/N: Thanks for the reviews! Even though I like softball and volleyball the best, but I decided Christin seemed like a soccer player. I'm so excited to write this chapter.

Christin's POV

"We are descending," The pilot informed through the intercom as the land started to get closer. Rose looked like a Greek Goddess in the sunlight that shined through her window seat. As we landed, I could see Headmistress Morgan, Cammie, Bex, Liz, James, and another person I didn't recognize waiting on the blacktop. Rosie's eyes had a new light and I got a sudden gut feeling about the mystery person. My parents came out first so my mom could hug Mrs. Morgan. The Gallagher Girls ran to their Blackthorne boys. James was talking to the other person who I identified as . . . Johnny Blackthorne. Johnny looked up and smiled passed me at Rosie who was behind me. James was smiling too until he saw my big brothers.

"Let me deal with him," Rosie warned as we got closer. James stepped forward to give me a hug but Rosie grabbed the collar of his shirt from the back and dragged him behind the pilot building.

"I'm Johnny Blackthorne," Johnny offered his hand with his introduction. I took it and gave it a solid shake.

"Christin Solomon" I answered. Johnny introduced himself to everyone else while I waited. Finally James and Rosie came from behind the building. James's eyes were wide and he was as pale as a ghost, leave it to Rose to scare the heck out of him with her threats.

"Hey darlin'" Johnny said as he wrapped a big arm around my best friend's shoulders.

"Hey," She smiled a smile I had never seen on her face before.

"So you're the one dating my big sister?" Grant nearly growled while kind of glaring at Rosie's boyfriend. Rosie grabbed his shoulder and yanked him to her other side as she wrapped her arm around his shoulders.

"And this must be Bex Baxter?" She inquired, slightly threatening. Leave it to Rose to become protective. Bex was looking between Grant and Rosie, back and forth before she settled her slightly confused gaze on Rosie.

"Who are you?" Bex asked.

"I'm Rosie Newman, Grant's older sister," Rose murmured in her Tennessee accent. Bex's eyes widened and she was about to speak when my parents approached along with Headmistress Morgan. Mom and Dad were holding hands tightly, as if they would never let go. I'm so glad my room isn't below theirs.

"Since it is winter break for the Academy and Institute for the boys and girls, I invite you all to stay at our mansion," My mom announced. All of us hid our surprise but I was bursting with happiness inside. I needed to catch my little brothers up on spy training. Not only that, I had three weeks with my family and James. I glanced around and that's when I spotted my steel baby.

"My car!" I shouted right when Rosie yelled, "My truck!" I turned to James and kissed him on the cheek before sprinting toward my speed mister. Rosie got to her truck and the engine fired to life in a roar. My car retaliated in a snarl. Johnny, Grant, and Bex loaded up into Rosie's truck. James and Chris joined me in my car. Mom, Dad, Shane, and Shawn were in a new Suburban while Mrs. Morgan, Zach, Cammie, Liz, and Jonas were in her Suburban. Rosie led the way out on to the nearby highway. I turned the music on and a very nice song was playing.

American Girls and American Guys
We'll always stand up and salute
We'll always recognize
When we see Old Glory Flying
There's a lot of men dead
So we can sleep in peace at night
When we lay down our head

My daddy served in the army
Where he lost his right eye
But he flew a flag out in our yard
Until the day that he died
He wanted my mother, my brother, my sister and me
To grow up and live happy
In the land of the free.

Now this nation that I love
Has fallen under attack
A mighty sucker punch came flyin' in
From somewhere in the back
Soon as we could see clearly
Through our big black eye
Man, we lit up your world
Like the 4th of July

Hey Uncle Sam
Put your name at the top of his list
And the Statue of Liberty
Started shakin' her fist
And the eagle will fly
Man, it's gonna be hell
When you hear Mother Freedom
Start ringin' her bell
And it feels like the whole wide world is raining down on you
Brought to you Courtesy of the Red White and Blue

Justice will be served
And the battle will rage
This big dog will fight
When you rattle his cage
And you'll be sorry that you messed with
The U.S. of A.
'Cause we'll put a boot in your a**
It's the American way

America was my home and I would put my life down to protect it without a second thought. It was ridiculous that Italy thought they would get me turn on my homeland, psh, fat chance. That's when we turned down an almost an invisible road and I realized we really were going to my home that I had not set foot in for three years now since Daddy took that teaching job at Gallagher. All the cars stopped in front of the modern day style mansion. It was brick and slightly Victorian style.

"It's been a very long time," Chris said after a few moments of us all observing the mansion. I nodded in agreement and jumped out of my car. The rest of our group climbed out and he headed inside without speaking. James rested his hand on my hip. I noticed Johnny had his arm loosely around Rose's shoulders but the look on his face told me how protective he was. Daddy opened the door and I took in the grand foyer. It was made of pale marble with tall columns that supported the open hallways on the second floor. To my right was the kitchen and to my left was a hall that lead to the living room, training room, weapons room, and study. My mom showed everyone to their rooms but James immediately came into mine when everyone settled into theirs.

"Hey," He greeted as he kissed my temple. I was sitting on my window sill with my leg hanging over the edge and the other propped up on the bench seat. James was sitting beside me, a couple of inches lower on the bench seat.

"Hi," I laughed as I leaned in to "catch up" on what we had both missed.

Rosie's POV

"Howdy darlin," Johnny teased as he entered my room. It was a nice navy blue, the incomplete darkness made me feel safe.

"Howdy," I replied in the same teasing tone he had used with me. I was lying on my back and he lay down beside me. Johnny grabbed my hand and played with my tough, strong fingers. My whole hand was callused, just as much as his.

"Did you have fun on your mini mission?" He questioned with a cocky tone and I smiled.

"I know what you are getting at," I muttered as I turned on my side to reach his lips. Yes, I loved my cocky country boy.

Grant's POV

Bex was pacing from one end of my room to the other, her eyes furious.

"Why didn't you tell me you had a big sister?!" She finally shrieked. I knew that one was coming. I wanted to run to my sister like a four year old and hide behind her till Bex was calmed down.

"I forgot?" I offered the best excuse that came to my mind right then. She turned around and glared at me with those caramel colored eyes.

"Bex, I'm sorry, I didn't think to tell you because my sister's existence had always been a secret. I have to be careful when I talk about the best fighter the CIA has because a bad organization or whatever would want to use her and I know she wouldn't want to cooperate, so they would kill her," I shook the thought from my head weakly. I'd lost my parents and older brother; I didn't want to lose my amazing big sister who I could tell anything too. Yeah, maybe I was wrong for not telling Bex, but that was because I was making an effort to protect Rosie. Bex's eyes softened visibly and she came to sit beside me and took my hand. I knew she had silently forgiven me so I leaned down and kissed my British Bombshell.

Zach's POV

My Gallagher Girl seemed to be ok with making out instead of talking.

Cammie's POV

I was just fine with making out instead of talking with my Blackthorne Boy.

Liz's POV

Jonas and I were e-mailing back and forth about what had happened on the mission. I can't believe I came that close to loosing him.

Chris's POV

"We came back and Christin is going out with James Talon!" Shane ranted on while I watched Shawn's face come up with evil plans against James. Sure, my sister's boyfriend was my best friend but I still didn't like wrapping my mind around that they were dating.

"Don't kill him, Christin would be really sad," I was trying to save my best friend's hide here. Shane rolled his eyes and Shawn acted like he hadn't heard me.

"I just really want to kick his butt as a warning to never hurt her," Shawn admitted thoughtfully as he started to flip through an old album of Christin. She used to have dimples when she was younger, go figure.

"Try getting passed Christin . . . or Rosie," I snorted as I imagined Shawn and Shane trying to get passed the all time best fighter aka my sister's best friend.

"We have to do something," Shane growled as he started to pace around my room I hadn't been in for 15 years.

"An embarrassment?" Shawn suggested as he flipped through pages of our little sister. I chuckled when I caught a peek of one where she was sticking her tongue out at mom in defiance of having her face cleaned up after eating a very messy popsicle.

"A prank," I confirmed with a giant grin.

Mrs. Morgan's POV

I was delighted that Tessa was back. My good friend and I had nice times under our belts. We were as close as Rosie and Christin or Bex and Cammie. I remembered the first time I caught Tessa admiring Joe at a masquerade ball. . .

"Go on, talk to him," I encouraged. She blushed and shook her head as she gazed at the good looking guy speaking to my boyfriend, Chris Morgan.

"I'll just embarrass myself," Tessa whispered more to herself than me.

"Look at the bright side, you have a mask on, so even if you do embarrass yourself, he won't know who you are so you will have a chance at round two," I held my fingers in a two and pretended to be holding up a little hammer to whack a bell. Tessa laughed but looked away and toward the doors I knew she wanted to escape through. That's when I noticed Joe and Chris walking over in their tuxedos without masks. Only woman had to wear masks for this ball.

"Hi Sweetheart," Chris said as he kissed me on the cheek. Tessa and Joe were evaluating each other.

"Joe Solomon, this is Tessa Sanendora, Tessa, this is Joe," I introduced the too. Tessa and Joe reached to shake the other's hand at the same time.

That was the start of their relationship. If I had never given them introductions, Shawn, Shane, Chris, and Christin would never be here. If Chris had never walked over . . . I felt a tiny tear spill on my cheek. I was lucky to get my best friend back, but my best friend was not my husband.

??? POV

Everyone felt at home.

A/N: I thought this was a really good chapter, a little boring, but good. My apologies if you found it boring too. Review Please!