Author's Note: This chapter's details include: Marty makes contact with the government, but doesn't tell them about Jacob. Jacob and Lucille are thinking about betraying Marty for Henry. Tom meets an old friend when he going to see if Jacob and Lucille in the motel. Please enjoy!
When Jacob woke up in the morning he suddenly felt discontent and he didn't know why. Then he remembered what he had said to Marty and his reaction. Marty had questioned who this man was and why he wanted him. Jacob and Lucille could not answer these questions so Marty had left looking very upset. Jacob sat up in bed, glad he had his own bed, since he had woken up at least five times before 7 am had arrived. He would not want to wake up his mother, but little did he know she had the same problem.
That is why breakfast was already sat on the table and Lucille was hungrily eating. She had an unusual big appetite and had ate about six pancakes so far. Jacob went over to the table and saw his favorite breakfast. Chocolate chip pancakes, bacon and fried eggs. He didn't even bother to question where it came from, he was so hungry. He dug into this food as his mother slowly ate her pancake feeling like she was eating too much. "Mom? When are we going to go home?" Jacob asked. Lucille looked up, "Soon. Soon, sweetie." Jacob nodded, but looked like he was thinking something else.
"What?" Lucille asked her son worriedly. He shrugged, "It is just... I felt like people think I am different like not normal." She shook her head, "No. No. No one thinks that. Why would you ever think that?" He shrugged once again, "Because remember the way Tom looked at me and even Uncle Fred did. Do you think Dad will recognize me?" Lucille got up and hugged him. "Of course, he will. You are his own son. He loves you with all his heart and so do I." Finally they break from the embrace and continued eating like they hadn't ate anything in years.
After they were done eating, Lucille found a phone book and searched for the name Braidwood. Jacob watched her, "I remember Rachel. Don't you Mom?" Lucille looked up, "Huh?" Jacob smiled like he was in memory lane, "It seemed like just last Friday her and Tom came over for a play date." Lucille smiled, too, "Oh, yes. I remember, but I wonder where she is now." Jacob replied, "Maybe Tom knows."
Lucille shook her head, "Let's not bug him. He has already done enough." Jacob looked down. Lucille put the phone book back and questioned herself if this was a good idea. Betraying Rachel and Jacob's friend Marty for her husband. "Maybe we should go and see your Uncle Fred?" Jacob nodded excitedly, "Yeah, let's do it!"
The walk to the police station was long and Lucille still wondered if she shouldn't have just went to their or her house. Jacob was happily skipping as they walked there, "Do you think I can play cops and robbers with Uncle Fred?" Lucille shook her head, "He is probably busy with work. I don't even know if he will see us." Jacob looked down and stopped skipping, "I liked him better when he worked at the company." Lucille put her arm around Jacob and pulled him closer to her. "Your Uncle Fred is still the same man, he has always been." Jacob nodded, "I hope so."
Lucille opened the door to the police station and Jacob pushed her arm off of him. Lucille chuckled knowing her son was getting embarrassed by her. Jacob walked beside her, acting very mature. "Um... may I speak to the Sheriff?" Lucille asked the man in the front desk. The man looked up from his computer, "Why?" he asked. Lucille thought for a moment, "We are family friends." The man nodded, "Okay, you may see him for a short time." The man led them to Fred's office. "Family friends, Sheriff?" Fred looked up and made short eye contact with Lucille. "Yes, Hank. I will take it from here."
Hank nodded and then left the room. "Please sit down." Fred said and Jacob sat down. Lucille preferred to stand, so she replied, "I am good, standing." Fred nodded, "So, what brings you two lost souls here? Don't tell me you are my sister-in-law and nephew." Jacob spoke up, "When I went to visit Diana and Mrs. Pickle, they seemed to believe me." Fred acted as though he didn't hear that, those were Lucille's relatives not his or Henry's. Lucille shook her head at Jacob then said, "We need help, finding a woman named Rachel Braidwood." Fred laughed, "You are kidding, right?" Lucille shook her head, "No." Fred's smile came off his face, "Didn't you ask Pastor Tom? She died maybe twelve years ago. She committed suicide."
Lucille's eyes widen, "What?" Fred nodded, "Yep. Now if that is all, I have some work to do." Fred turned away from them and started filling out paperwork. Lucille grabbed Jacob's hand as she said, "We are bringing back Henry." She walked out of the room as Fred looked up in surprise.
Marty woke up sweating, he had another dream about that boy. He shook it off as he checked his alarm, but his surroundings looked different. He was in a motel, then he remembered Jacob the boy he had taken home. Then he had followed him to this town, that seemed weirdly familiar. When he finally found the clock the time said 9:15. He got up and then remembered he hadn't called back his friend who had allowed him to pick up young Jacob from the airport.
She would probably be calling shortly wondering where he had gone, since he was only supposed to take Jacob to the adoption center. He picked up his phone as he got dress and dialed her number. She picked up right away, "Bellamy?" Marty coughed to clear his throat, "Yes." She spoke quickly and harshly as she said, "Where have you been? Did you get the boy to the adoption center?" Marty replied somewhat uneasily, "Um... yeah. I did, it's just I met an old friend and wanted to catch up." She spoke harshly once again, "Old friend? You have a job here and unless you want to be fired, I suggest you get back over here."
Marty was thinking something completely wrong, "Why don't you think of this as my vacation time?" She hung up the phone and Marty smiled. He knew if he would have told her about Jacob maybe have returned from the dead, then she would have done something crazy. He wondered if he could get a job here and try to live here. He opened his motel door and headed to the store to see if they had any job offerings.
He would just visit them quickly then head straight back to see his wife. Tom had spend the whole night in the church too sad to return back home to his loving wife. He was at the motel asking what room Lucille and Jacob were in. They gave him the information knowing he was the pastor. He headed up to the room, but when he was walked down the hallway, a woman walked out of her room. "Rachel?" he said quietly. She had faintly heard her name, so she also looked at him. "Tom?" she said and hugged him.
This couldn't be happening Tom thought, Rachel was dead. She isn't real, but Lucille and Jacob seemed real. Maybe all of his love ones are coming back for a reason. Maybe he was supposed to do the right thing this time. He pushed away, "Why?" he asked. Rachel's eyes were blank as she replied, "I don't know. I don't know." Tom shook his head and stepped back, "You committed suicide." Rachel shook her head, "I was depressed, but now I am fine." Tom took another step back, "No." Rachel stepped towards, "Come on, Tom. I thought you loved me." Tom nodded, "I did, but now I am married."
Rachel looked like she was punched in the face, "What... What?" Tom nodded, "I moved on." Rachel shook her head, "Don't you know it is really me?" Tom sighed, "If you were anyone else, I would be happy to see you." He walked pass her and towards Jacob's room. He knocked on the door as he could felt Rachel staring at him. No one answered the door, they must be out. And they would probably get in trouble if they said they were who they really were. Tom rushed past Rachel heading to his car. He needed to get into town and find them.
"We are going to have a big feast. And you can come, too. Who is Max?" Jacob was talking on the pay phone to Mrs. Pickle since Diana wouldn't speak to him. "Another cousin? Cool. Maybe we can met up with him, once we save my Dad." Lucille walked out of the ice cream shop with two ice cream cones and was walking over to Jacob. "Yes. Yes. I will be careful. Okay, tell her I said hi. Bye." He hang up the phone and took the ice cream cone Lucille offered him. "Thanks, Mom." Lucille smiled, "So what did she say?" Jacob looked sad, "Diana, wouldn't speak to me. But Mrs. Pickle did. She told me that she would be coming to the feast and good luck on the hunt for Dad. She also said that Diana still didn't believe in us."
Lucille sighed, "So stubborn." Jacob smiled as he said, "She mentioned that I have another cousin named Max." Lucille smiled, "Maybe we can met him sometime. But right now, we need to find Rachel and convince your friend Marty to help us. He didn't seem really interested last night." Jacob sighed, "What do you think the man wants with them anyway?" Lucille put a hand on his shoulder, "Just to talk." Jacob nodded, "I think he has another plan. I think that he wants to do something to Rachel." Lucille gaped, "What?"
Jacob seemed to stare into the distance, "Rachel has something he wants to destroy." Tom pulled up in his car, "There you guys are." He said getting out in a hurry. "Why did you leave?" he asked Lucille. Lucille looked at him, "Tom, we can't stay in that motel room all day, anyway we have things to do. It is nice to see." Lucille began to walk away and Jacob followed her giving Tom a small grabbed Lucille's arm and she looked up surprised. Tom let go, "Sorry. Sorry. It's just... If anyone finds out who you are then..." He stopped speaking as a woman walked over.
"Tom? Who are these people? Where have you been?" Tom quickly replied, "These are people that need my help. I have been helping them. This is Lucille and her son Jacob." The woman nodded, "Ah. Hello, my name is Janine Hale. I see my husband has been helping you out." Lucille nodded as she turned towards the newcomer. "He has, but I think we will be on our way. It was a pleasure meeting you." She nodded towards Tom and grabbed Tom's hand. They walked away to leave the married couple to themselves. "What was that all about?" Janine asked.
Tom shrugged, "They don't want my help, but they need it." Janine sighed, "Tom, if they don't want your help then don't give it. But I need your help." Tom smiled at her, "I am so sorry about yesterday." She kissed him, "It is okay. Let's get you to your church, you are the pastor." Tom sighed, "Oh my goodness. I forgot about the service today. I am the worst pastor ever." Janine smiled, "At least you can do something worth getting yelled at by Helen." She kissed him and he smiled into her lips.
He saw Rachel watching in the distance, "Let's take this home." Tom suggested as he opened the door for her and she got in giving him one last kiss. Little did Tom know Janine was making another attempt of having a baby. Tom drove away towards home watching Rachel through the mirror till she became too small for him to see. This was going mad. Now he had Rachel, Jacob and Lucille about. How would he lie to everyone about this?
Author's Note: Sorry this chapter took so long, but I have been busy with school. Now that school is out, I hope to write more. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I have decided I will include the Richards in the story, but not until later chapters. Please stay tuned and don't forget to review.