A.N- This is a bit of a 'trip down memory lane'. Some people wanted to know a bit more of what happened before the story began. This is just a filler essentially, I'll update again very soon
Sixteen years previously
Christian stirred in his bed, he hadn't been asleep for long after hours going over figures for the meeting the next day. He sat up slightly in the bed, seeing what had woken him up.
Jade was standing at the door, bottom lip out and looking upset. She was in the pale pink pyjamas Elliot had brought her and was holding her teddy bear close to her, sucking her thumb with her free hand. Christian could see that she had been crying from the redness of her eyes and the tear tracks down her cheeks.'Jade, what's wrong?' she sniffed, pulling the teddy closer to herself. 'There was a monster under my bed, he's still there Daddy'. Christian inwardly sighed, it seemed that since her fifth birthday got nearer, the nightmares became more frequent, not helped by Mia, who wasn't much older and enjoyed telling Jade ghost stories.
Christian had a feeling that Elliot had also done the same thing and glanced over at the four year old's sad grey eyes and wondered how he was supposed to care for her when he was only in his early twenties himself. Christian shook his head 'no, there isn't, they don't exist Jade'. She was having none of this and he watched as her bottom lip started to tremble before she took a step into the room 'but I want to sleep in here Daddy!'.
Christian gulped, not sure of what to do. He wanted to pick up his daughter and tell her how much he loved her, how he would never let her come to any harm, how he would keep her safe from all the monsters. Instead he led her back to her own bedroom and dutifully checked under the bed before pulling the covers up over her, turning off the light and leaving her to sleep, though she cried the whole night, terrified still, unbeknownst to him.
Christian considered this event a small victory and didn't think about it any more, not until the day he found out Jade had left for Israel.
Over Two years Previously
Jade had written a quick, short note and left. She didn't know wether to say sorry in the message but had decided against it. She had packed lightly in a black sorts bag and was walking through the airport doors, glancing around for any sign of her Father, Taylor or that other security guy he had just hired- Sawyer was it? She didn't know and she didn't care, as long as none of them had returned early and found the note she was fine.
It appeared they hadn't as she didn't see any of them in the building and she made her way over towards the check in area.
Daniel had been waiting for her, he had flown directly from Tel Aviv and into Seattle. The Director had given him the orders, Jade was Ari's granddaughter and what Ari wanted, The director was more than happy to oblige to. Ari wanted to make sure Jade got safely to Tel Av and Daniel was the only one he trusted enough.
The last time Daniel had seen Jade had been two years previously, as he had been away on all her recent visits. Regardless, he noticed her straight away as she wandered through the airport. Her jet black hair and sharp grey eyes were unchanged over the years and he was surprised by how physically strong she looked. He had expected the kid he knew two years ago, but this was a woman passing near him.
'Jade?' she glanced up and saw him, recognition washing over her 'Daniel? What the hell are you doing here?'. He glanced over her, noting the stitches on her cheek and the bandage wrap on her wrist, remembering that Ari had said she was adept at several fighting and defence styles. Daniel sighed and felt compelled to ask the question 'are you sure about this?'. Jade barely thought about her response and nodded, responding in Hebrew 'yes. Let's go'.
Harborview Medical Centre, Seattle, WA. A year and a half previously
Jade had been slipping in and out of consciousness for a few days. The last thing she was aware of was the attack on her patrol and then there was intermittent patches she remembered; people shouting and intense, crippling flashes of pain.
She had been trying to wake up for a few days, intermittently aware of her surroundings. She couldn't quite open her eyes for a long time, managing to squeeze her hand slightly but that was it.
Jade woke up again and for the first time she could hear anything. There wasn't much noise but what she could hear was a soft, gentle male voice- speaking English. Jade was confused but relieved that she wasn'twith the people who had attacked her.
Shakily, slowly and over several minutes, Jade opened her eyes. All she could see as she slowly adjusted to the light was a panelled ceiling. She knew it was a hospital and heard the soft voice continuing to speak '. So the night passed. Together they watched the dawn grow slowly in the sky, now bare and cloudless, until at last the sunrise came. It was pale and clear. The wind was...'
As Jade very slowly moved her head towards the voice it stopped. She vaguely recognised the man but wasn't sure from where. He was sitting in a chair next to her bed, holding a book and looking shocked she was awake. He had dark blonde slightly messy curly hair, a strong jaw, prominent cheekbones, well built figure with broad shoulders, intense blue eyes and a light scattering of freckles. Jade glanced over him slowly 'Dad...you work for Dad?'. Her voice was cracked and he immediately stood up, pouring her some water 'My names Luke Sawyer, you're in Seattle, and yes, I work for your dad. You need to drink something'.
Jade was grateful for the cool water he gently tipped into her mouth, she hadn't realised how thirsty she had been. 'I'll go and get a nurse' Jade shook her head slowly 'please...stay for a bit?'. Luke blinked in surprise 'are you sure?' 'yes. Your voice...you've been here a lot?'. She saw the fleeting blush on his cheeks 'my sister is in the same hospital, anytime I'm here I come and visit you...I just read to you, I thought it might help...' Jade smiled lightly 'Please stay...'.
Of course Luke was only too willing to sit with Jade for a little while. He should have run to find a Doctor or Christian but frankly he had been in love with this girl since before she left. When she'd gone it had broken his heart and now here she was, admittedly she was fragile and it was a long road to recovery. Luke glanced into her eyes and wondered to himself if he would ever actually tell her how he felt.
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