A/N: Okaaaay! Who wants to know more about Jack's history? If you don't, too bad. Haha sorry. As you can see, I got internet! Wohoooo. Okay on with the chapter, and yes the title suggests trouble, well that's going to be there.

Disclaimer: I don't own…. Kickin' It! Who ever said that gets a virtual chocolate bar! I love chocolate! Wait, I'm getting distracted…. The story!

Now, now Pretty Boy. Behave.

Kim's POV.

The next day my brother turned out to be even more mad with the boy they called Pretty Boy than Cray. He was determined to find him and arrest him. I had a very bad feeling about it. I had tried to find out more about the boy, but he wouldn't tell me. About a week after the incident, he still hadn't given up and I still hadn't spoken to Jack. I had gone to the forest, but no one showed. Not even one of his thief friends to rob me.

There's a knock on my door. 'Come in.' I say, I have no clue who it could be. As the door opens I see my brother. 'Kimberly, I wanted to ask you something.' He says. I never liked the fact that he treats me so formal. 'Of course, go ahead.' I smile at him. 'I'm going for a ride, would you like to come?' this surprises me. He never asks me stuff like this. He's always busy with his soldiers and guards or some sort of sword training. I hesitate for just a second, could he have an ulterior motive? No, he's my brother. 'Of course, I'd love to. I'll saddle Calypso.' I smile at him. He smiles back, but there's something behind it.

I walk to the stables and brush Calypso quickly, I take out my black and silver saddle and bridle. I let the saddle slowly slide on her back and fasten everything. I do the same with the bridle. I take her out of the stable. I see my brother with is horse come out of the other stable, he's talking to one of his guards. When he sees me looking he quickly sends the man away. 'Something wrong?' I ask him as me and Calypso reach him. He shakes his head. 'No everything is fine. Don't worry.' I smile, but in my head the radars are working. What would he need me for in any of his plans?

We get on our horses and ride towards the forest. We go around the village and straight into the forest. We ride the eastern road first, then we take a short cut to the northern road and at a cross road we switch to the western road. We're almost back at the village. My brother has been looking around all ride. I know he's looking for Cray's students. It annoys me but I ignore it. When we reach the village I can see he's disappointed. It's very busy in the village around the castle. People are everywhere. I'm looking at the people around me and nod and smile at some of them.

Then my eyes lock with two deep brown eyes. It's Jack, he's wearing a hood but the midday sun fell on his face for just a second. As soon as he sees me he turns around. I notice two people besides him turn around too. They're all wearing hoods. Then I almost fall of my horse. 'You three, stop.' My brother commands, looking straight at Jack and his companions. I look at my brother. 'What are you doing?' I ask him. 'Revenge.' Is all he tells me. I freeze. Jack and Pretty Boy. They're the same. Most of the people in the street have gone quiet and Jack and his friends have frozen. Still with their backs to us. 'Turn around and look at me.' My brother says, loudly in the quiet street.

Jack is the first to turn. But not slowly and scared like I thought he would. He turns fast and aggressive, the horses both take a step back, scared of his flying cloak. Before my brother even looks at the other two they're gone, disappeared in the shadows and the crowd that has formed. Jack on the other hand looks straight in my brothers eyes. Then he looks down and bows lightly. 'Your majesty's anything I can do for you?' he asks politely. Like he has no clue why my brother called him. I've got to admit he's a great liar. 'You are Pretty Boy.' My brother tells him. I hear some people in the crowed snicker. 'Excuse me my lord?' he says, if I didn't know better I would say he has no clue what my brother is talking about. 'You are one of the thief's that captured me in the forest.' The crowd goes silent. Everyone had heard about Cray and his students keeping the prince for a few hours. 'I'm sorry sire but I have no idea what you're talking about.' He looks slightly worried now, if he's questioning my brothers mental health. Then my brother decides to switch tactics. He narrows his eyes at Jack. The latter's eyes flicker at me. As if he wants to ask "is he okay?".

Out of nowhere my brother yells: 'Guards!' and from all the alleys around the little square we're on come guards. One from each alley, blocking all his escape routes. To my surprise. Again. Jack stays calm. 'Arrest him.' Now those two words unchain a reaction. The soldiers start coming forward. Jack waits, and waits. And just when I think he's going to give himself up, he jumps forward. Scaring both of our horses. They jump back and we have to hold the saddle to make sure we stay on. When I can focus on Jack again, he's gone and one of the guards on our right is on the ground. 'After him!' my brother yells and his soldiers run into the alley where they think Jack went. They were wrong. When five of the six soldiers are gone Jack seems to appear out of nowhere and runs straight for the alley right across the square.

My brother notices him just in time and he drives his horse forward. Jack would have made it if the guard he took out hadn't dropped his sword, Jack almost trips over it and has to take an extra step and in that step, my brother blocks his way. He took out his sword coming forward and for a second I think he's going to stab him, but then when he swings his sword is blocked. My brother is just as confused as most of the people. I noticed though. When Jack tripped he already knew he wasn't going to make it and he took out his knife. That's what blocked my brothers sword. But that's all he can do. My brother recovers quickly and then hits him in the right shoulder with the bottom of his sword. Jack winches and tumbles backwards, gripping his shoulder.

I gasp. The soldiers have come back and are pulling Jack's arms behind his back. I notice and his knife and his bow and arrows are gone. I see one of his friends, the one I've seen before, and that was with him when I called the guards on him. He has bright blue eyes and dark hair, like Jack's. My brother is way too busy telling everyone that he captured one of Cray's students. So I hand my horse to a girl I recognize from the palace stables. And I walk of quickly. After searching for a bit I finally spot the two cloaks I was looking for, they're carrying bow and arrow. 'Excuse me!' I yell after them. They ignore me and only start walking faster. 'Wait, I can help you get Jack back!' Well that certainly gets their attention. They look at each other, seem to say something to each other. Then they turn around. One of them is the boy with the blue eyes. The other looks more foreign. Slightly coloured complexion, dark hair and dark eyes. They're about the same height. They look at me. 'How?' the blue eyed boy asks me. I can't keep calling them blue eye and brown eye… 'What are your names?' I ask.

They look at each other again. 'I'm Jason, this is Jerry.' Blue eyes tells me. 'Okay, I'm Kimberly.' I tell them. Jerry raises his eyebrow. 'We know yo.' I frown. Yo? Okay. Sure, why not. 'Don't mind him.' Jason tells me. 'How were you planning on helping Jack? Your brother is the one who arrested him in the first place.' He asks me. Well all the students of Cray are not as stupid as I thought they were. I hesitate. 'Well, me and Jack, we've met before, I don't know if you were there when he found the horse?' they nod. 'Well it was mine, and after that I saw him a few more times. He's a nice guy.' I see Jerry throw a grin at Jason. I narrow my eyes, what are they grinning at? 'What would you normally do if one of you gets captured?' I ask. They look at the ground ashamed. 'Usually, nothing.' Jason tells me. 'But Jack is different.' Jerry says softly.

Jack's POV.

When Frank's soldiers pull my arms behind my back I wince, when Frank hit my shoulder I couldn't take the pain and went down. My plan had been good, but the smallest mistake had singed my fate. The pain in my shoulder had gotten worse after moving the camp. Why did Frank have to choose the exact day we were in town to ride through. Can Kim have something to do with that? No, she didn't even know I was here. I'm still a bit disappointed or angry with her, it has eased down because I got away and because I understand. I understand she was pissed, maybe even scared. With the story's that go around about Cray I would be scared to if my brother got captured by him. Not that I have a brother. People stare at me as I'm taken to the castle. I know they'll put me in the dungeons. If I'm lucky they'll just lock me up in jail for a while. If I'm unlucky, which honestly I'm counting on, I won't be breathing for much longer.

I'm not scared, I'm not scared of death. All I'm scared of is suffering. Unbearable pain. Something that hurts so much there's nothing else in your mind. Wishing you would just die. That is what scares me. When we're almost at the castle an slightly older man comes out of the front door. The soldiers bow immediately and push me on my knees hard and my jaw tightens. It hurts like hell. I assume this is the king. 'Hah!' he says, delighted. 'You must be one my son calls Pretty Boy.' I look up at him. 'Yes sire, I'm the one they call Pretty Boy.' I can't help but smirk slightly. 'And you're the one that shot an arrow at my son?' His voice changes. It's more cold, threating. 'Yes sire, and he's the one snooping around in my home, threating us.' I tell him, I'm angry at him, I'm not sure why. One of the soldiers hits me in the back of the head.

'Your home?' he says laughing. I narrow my eyes. 'Yes my home, the place where I live, the place where people actually take care of me.' I tell him, my face the unreadable mask I've practised so many times, but my voice gives away the anger. I may not really like Cray, or Malcom or some of the others. But they did take care of me, they took care of me when my parents died, they took care if me when I was stabbed by that soldier. They took care of me when I got sick when I was just twelve and the winter was so unbelievably cold. 'Actually take care of you? Boy we have a system for orphans like you.' He says, he may be so happy his son caught me but to him I'm nothing more than just another bad little boy.

'Yeah, do you have any idea how that system of yours works? How the children in your system are treated? Do you have any idea how I was treated, I was seven years old and treated like a slave! I worked more than twelve hours a day at a farm, I barely got any food or sleep. They barely looked at me! How is that a good system for a child? I was seven for god's sake!' I'm slowly starting to shout. The grip of the soldiers on my shoulders gets looser. I'm really angry right now. For once I'm not lying, for once I tell my story. I never tell anyone this, but when I get angry… the king looks at me. His brown eyes, they're exactly like Kim's, are cold. He seems angry at me, like it's my fault his system doesn't work.

Kim's POV.

I talk to Jerry and Jason for a while, I tell them a plan, they seem to think it's a good idea. They leave to tell Cray what happened and I leave to go to the castle. I stop when I hear a voice, I'm just outside the courtyard where the entrance to the castle is. I hear my father. He sounds angry. He's talking to someone. 'I don't know who you think you're talking too, but I'm the king and I could have my men shoot you now. Do not talk to me like this again, or I will have you executed.' He pronounces the last word very clearly. I've never heard my dad talk like this before. I peak around the corner and I have to slap my hand over my mouth not to give myself away. On his knees right in front for my dad is Jack. He's looking straight at my dad, like my dad's threat doesn't bother him at all. I slowly let my breath go.

I hear the soldiers take Jack away. I swallow. My dad never talks like this. Never. Why would he say something like that to Jack? What did Jack say to him? I come out of my hiding place. My father is already gone. I walk inside and look around, nor my dad, nor my brother is anywhere to be found. I go to my room quickly. When I drop myself on my bed I start thinking what I'm going to do tonight. Will I have the guts? If my dad finds out he's going to hate me. I swallow as I think of how my dad sounded this afternoon. He sounded so… not like my dad. Then I think of Jack, he didn't even look scared. How is he so calm, my dad threatened him with death. I think of when I called the guards on him and he looked so disappointed. I feel bad for him, in his camp he had fights, in town he's not safe, and then I betray him to.

I'm going to see him tonight. Not just to apologize like I planned but to help him escape. I'm not going to let him get killed for protecting his home. If we get caught…I don't even want to think about that. Time passes by so slow when you're waiting. By the time it's finally dark I haven't moved an inch on my bed, I'm just staring at the sealing waiting for the church bells to sound. When they finally do I shoot up. I stand up quickly. A bit too quick for a second or three my whole room seems to be turning. I grab the post of my bed and wait until the turning stops. When it does I move forward. To the door of my room, when I reach it I look around the corner quickly. No one is there. I put on my cloak and I sneak out the door. The escape plan is in action.