Chapter 18
~When a mother's prayer is spoken, all she could do is wait. When a father's pride is broken, what is there left as there is only anger then followed by revenge~ tammy Ryan
Joneson's family home
Mrs Joneson, sat on the couch with only the family photo within her hands as she trailed her thumb along the photograph of herself, Mr Joneson and their two beautiful daughters. Two fresh tears fell and met the photograph surface when she and her husband were distracted by knocking on the door, just as he approached from behind and had placed his assuring hand upon her shoulder.
"Mrs and Mr Joneson." Chief Banks politely greeted as he removed his hat. "Yes?" Mr Joneson answered, tightly grasped the rim of the door. "May I come in?" he asked.
Stepping back, and invited the NYPD chief into his home with the deputy officer then closed the door behind them before entering the living room where his wife still sat, grieving their youngest daughter. Unaware they are going to hear more devastating news.
"Would you like some tea, sir?" Mr Joneson offered as his wife was preoccupied with the grief. "No thank you." Both officers replied, taking their seats. Mr Joneson finally sat down also, looking down to the beige folder that was placed before them.
"What is this?" Mr Joneson asked, taking the folder and opening it. His eyes widen in horror then glared terrified. "What does this have to do with our child's murder?"
Chief Banks leaned forward slightly then held his hands over his knees then answered. "Where is your elder child?"
"She should be at school or work. On her way home, right now. Why? Oh god, you don't—"Immediately grasped his wife's hand as she begun to panick. "Why is this happening to us?" Mr Joneson demanded for answers.
"I have no idea, Mr Joneson. But I swear to you that the NYPD will do all in our power to figure out who, what, where, how and why this is happening. How old is your elder daughter?"
"Seventeen. Please find her." Mr Joneson pleaded. Chief Banks nodded and vowed that he would, standing up and assured the terrified, grieving couple. "We will find your daughter and bring those justice."
Leaving the Joneson's premises as they grieved, in tight embrace and closed the door behind them. "What is going on, chief?" Deputy Marshall asked. "I don't know but we are going to find out as just we had promised."
Leading the way to the waiting patrol car and drove out of the driveway. Moments later, a black commodore approached the premises and a dark ebony haired reporter exited out of her car and waltzed up to the door, knocking on it gently.
Mr Joneson opened the door and answered. "Yes? How may I help you?"
"I have come to asked you some questions about what had happened to your daughter?" Melissa Lang asked. Mr Joneson stepped out of the door and closed it behind him then calmly requested with a commanding tone. "Look lady, as far I am concerned. I am not commenting or answering any questions you may have, we are grieving and now wish to be left alone. Get in your car and leave."
Melissa Lang exhaled softly as she stood silently and cringed to the slam of the door when Mr Joneson returned inside then she returned back to her vehicle. Answering her phone as it rang and explained what her boss requested to hear if whether the current story can be continued with the help of the parents or seek answers elsewhere as the events unfold.
Exhaled heavily with an irritated gruff, placing her phone down and started the car before driving down the street and returned back to her workplace; the daily edition.
Somewhere few miles outside of New York….
Bishop waited in the black van with Mystique and other federal soldiers, whist the young victim fought to break free from her binds and glared angrily but somewhat fearlessly as she glared at Bishop. He returned the glare but with a sneer smirk and lowly chuckle.
"Open the door, and send her out. It is time to play. Mystique." Looking to his latest creation, smiling evilly as she looked to him and evilly smiled back, nodding then begun counting.
Once untied and released, but where she entered when exited out of the federal vehicle was not where young Jennifer knew. Panting with fear, tripped as she tried to run only to be chased by a monstrous beast which stalked and toyed with her from the shadows of the forest.
One hour later
Watching through his cameras that recorded everything in progress, holding both hands behind his back and smiled as his creature of destruction played and toyed with her prey whilst tracking down the enemy. But grew impatient, sending out a few men to investigate only to meet mystique returning with a possible lead to the targets.
Holding up, a ruggered old piece of wood. "They are not far." Mystique informed the men. Gesturing her to return back and report her findings whilst they resumed their search. Waiting patiently outside the vehicle then finally, bishop turned and faced her. Taking that step towards her as she rose her clawed paw, carrying the branch.
"You have found them, I presume?" he asked, hopefully. Mystique smiled, nodding. Bishop smiled his evil and pleased grin then said. "Good. How long do you think?"
"Two, three days the most." She answered, presuming the exact time frame. "Lead the way, my warrior." He requested.
Mystique smiled and nodded, immediately executing the commands.
Winchester Ranch house
Two mornings later, Rachael was just overwhelmed with the cuteness of her children that she had completely forgotten about the preparations of the wedding. "Rachael, dear. Have you forgotten something?" James smiled tenderly, holding up the fresh orchids. Then immediately she realised and gasped almost breathlessly.
"Oh dear god, I almost forgot." Placing down Lucas in the crib with brother and slept soundly as she rushed to prepare for the wedding. "I don't know who I should invite, uncle." Rachael feared.
Raphael walked in, supportively smiled with assurance as he said comforting. "We don't need a big wedding babe. Everyone is here, really."
"Who will marry us?" she said, worried. "I can ask Donnie to call a old friend." Raphael answered, confident. "Who?" Rachael and James replied, unison.
"Well, my brothers and I have been around the block as I should say. Nearly everywhere and anywhere." Raphael explained to an extent that he knew how. Titling his head, scratching his head alittle confused then he asked.
"Meaning?" James stated, still curious wondered and scratched his head alittle. "How will you feel an Utrom marrying us?" raphael asked, james hopefully smiled. "What is a utrom?" james wondered.
"That is exactly what I am wondering myself. Well, you surely have been everywhere dear husband." Rachael chuckled. Raphael chuckled and kissed her cheek as he pulled her close then whispered tenderly. "You're so hot when you tease."
Lightly smacked his chest and held a single finger up to him. "Now you behave yourself." She winked. "Yes ma'am." He churred.
"Alright, let's get this show on the road. Shall we?" James asked, impatiently waited. Then wolfjade waltzed in the room and announced happily. "Yeah, I want to show off my stuff in the dress."
Rachael quickly covered raphael's eyes and mouthed, scowling to wolfjade. 'Not yet!' she sheepishly smiled and giggled, answered mouthing her reply. 'Sorry.' Walking in the room finally as April followed but carried her dress in with her and said. "You certainly couldn't wait, could you jade?"
"Me? Wait? When it comes to my wedding, you'll be just as excited." Wolfjade smiled proudly. "I believe I will be." April returned the smile and agreeing with her, resuming as she ushered Raphael out of the room along with James. "Alright, boys out so we can prepare. And get Donnie to call for professor Honeycutt."
"Well do." Raphael answered, despite he wanted to stay with his beautiful bride to be. "They sure are eager." James said, looking to raphael. Raphael agreed and nodded. "Yeah, they are."
"So you will be needing a tux, my good son." James smiled, gently grasped his shoulder. "A tux?" raphael answered. "I hate those monkey suits, itches." He whined.
"Well, soon as you jump the broom you can change out of it afterwards." James assured. "Come on, I know actually I'm sure there is one somewhere in the wardrobe." Walking with the red clad terrapin to the back room and got him suited up for the ceremony. Meanwhile, the girls giggled and mingled as they assisted each other into their dresses, ensuring their gowns properly fit. Then finally, after waiting to see Rachael's dream wedding dress.
Rachael smiled back, nodding agreeing then answered. "Yes, I suppose you are right. One night won't hurt as I hadn't finished my dress anyhow. Want to see?"
Wolfjade and April clasped their hands together, excitedly and nodded as they replied unison. "Yes, please do show and tell."
Holding one finger against her lips, signalling silence as the twins stirred alittle due to the sudden excited exclaim of the over joyed women. Sheepishly smiled and apologetically said, unison. "Sorry."
Rachael chuckled and smiled softly as she sighed, then whispery assured. "It is alright. Here." She paused and took out the clothes hanger that covered, the dress that waited to be fully designed. Unzipping the dress bag and revealed the almost completed gown. Her friends and bridesmaids, gazed upon the gown with admiring glances as their eyes widen and glassy.
"Oh my god. It is absolutely stunning. Raphael is going to be stunned at how beautiful you will look in this dress tomorrow." Wolfjade stated, quickly as April smiled and agreed then commented also. "I agree, Raphael is the strongest and very. Well, how should I put it? Hmm." Tapping her chin lightly, trying to find the words to properly explain and describe the red clad terrapin's personality.
Rachael sighed softly and interrupted. "He is strong, but also hot. And so charming."
"Not to mention, that raphael does have a hot temper as well." April mentioned. "Hot temper?" closed her eyes as she sighed then continued. "I suppose everyone has their flaws, right?"
April nodded, smiling alittle but agreeably. "True. But as long, there hadn't been any arguments between you two just yet. Although, be aware that may occur later on in your relationship. Never forget, a great relationship doesn't erase no flaw of disappointment."
Rachael wasn't sure at first about what April had shared but she nodded with a smile and replied. "Of course, I won't forget."
Scratching her head, watching the pair discuss about relationships as she tilted her head slightly then finally spoke up, interrupting. "Do you mean when you have a fight with your man, which should try to smooth things so they return back to normal?"
"In some ways, and one way of looking at them jade although sometimes it may take awhile to settle. But should learn from them, and always work through them so your relationship grows stronger." April smiled to the young anthro wolf and she returned the smile whilst Rachael smiled, listened carefully as she always sought council from April when needing advice. As she always gave positive outlook to what seemed to be impossible.
"We should get ready to sleep for the night and be ready for the ceremony in the morning." April suggested. Wolfjade and Rachael nodded agreeing. "But first, I will finish up my gown then I will go to bed." Rachael answered. Looking to the door quickly, gentle knocking interrupted the girls as they hurried to assured the twins that wailed to the sound.
Rachael sighed softly, picking Raphael junior in her embrace after covering the gown once again and April gently picked up Lucas and gently bounced him in her embrace as Wolfjade answered the door. "Hey, angel cakes." Mikey happily greeted, with a huge smile then realised the sound of the wailing, crying children.
"Did I wake the babies? Sorry rachael." He rubbed the back of his head, apologetically. "It is fine, mikey. They were due for a feed anyhow." Rachael assuredly replied, taking her seat in the chair close by and requested gently. "May I have privacy please."
Mikey blinked and blushed, darkly then said. "Oh? Sure, sorry. Will you come to bed, angel cakes?" he asked his darling love, gazing to her with tender love and patiently waited. Wolfjade smiled, nodded and informed gently. "I will be there in a moment, my love."
"See you soon, I will be waiting." Caressed her cheek and nuzzled his nose with hers as he churred and she murred happily then walked away, to their room where he waits. Closing the door, and sighed as she unzipped the gown, and undressed from it then hung up on the clothes hanger with the other gowns. Taking a robe, happily smiled as she watched Raphael junior greedily suckled upon his mother's breast while Lucas waited and suckled on his tiny thumb.
"I hope that one day, when I become a mother that I will be just like you." Wolfjade's eyes glistened with admiration as she tenderly commented Rachael. Then suddenly, her cheek was cusped within the palm of Rachael's hand as she answered tenderly.
"I believe you will make a wonderful mother, jade. Just like April will be too." April smiled, gently bounced Lucas and gently shushing him quietly as he continued to suckle on his thumb. Then finally, raphael junior pulled away with a stream of fresh milk that ran down his little chin and yawned, tightly curled his tiny hands as he was placed over his mother's shoulder and gently patted until he passed some reflux and wind, which he released a big burp.
Wolfjade took Raphael junior in her embrace, nuzzling her cool wet nose gently upon his and cooed as April handed Lucas to Rachael and begun to feed him, he too greedily suckled while pressing closely and curled up as tightly he was able. Not wanting to separate from his beloved mother's embrace. Rachael gazed down happily, feeling completely blessed with the sons she was given and thought of nothing else that she will have the family, she always wanted.
The perfect family. Tenderly and motherly kissed his tiny forehead as she whispered. "I love you, my son. Mama loves you so ever dearly."
April wiped away a tear away from cheek as she watched and grew alittle jealous. Then gently caressed her own abdomen. Even though it will be a mere way until the birth of her own child, comes into the world but the wait will be worth every moment.