Aegis 3.0

[Wyosch]

Jim glanced at the bags and shook his head. "Believe me, I haven't touched that no more since you dragged me into the military.", he replied, looking back at his father, shaking his head.
"You're tryin' to run.", he explained, smiling sadly. "It's this place. You and me in this room. All the memories are comin' back, aren't they?"
He sighed, but smiled softly as he opened the box. There was a blue toy car and a framed picture in it.
"I don't know where I got the car from, I just remember it being there one day. I never thought it was something special until I turned it around." He showed it to his father, smirking softly. "Our initials, J.D, under it 'Father & son'." He put it back in the box and took out the framed picture. "I found this in your drawer when I once broke into your office at the military base. A picture of you and mom, years ago... a baby boy in your arms. I kept wondering why you would keep something like that. I think it was because you were strong enough to overcome your demon so he wouldn't."

Emily blushed to a deep red, gulping. "But it's... it's super embarrassing and akward and-" She bit her lip, looking into his eyes. "It's... ehm..."

Misha raised an eyebrow, frowning. "But breaking rules is bad. Shouldn't uncle Jim be punished then? Like housearrest, or play-prohibition?", he asked, tilting his head. As his father explained to him what the sound barrier was, he nodded seriously. "So when it is broken, the sound waves are all pushed against each other, kind of building up to a tsunami, which then leads to the loud noise?"

"It is not okay!", Cole replied, frowning angrily. "You could- you could've really been hurt and I-" He frustratedly ran his hand through his hair, sighing exhaustedly. "It is my fault!"

 

[Scripted Away]

James psinfully closed bis Eyes at the sight of the Photo and quickly wiped a Tear Off his cheek.
"I have never been strong enough", he whispered with dead eyes, softly running his fingers over Jenny's cheek and the baby's little head on the photo.
"Edward kept it in that drawer to torture me. Every day he made me look at that photo to show me that I would never have a family again. That my wife is rotting on a graveyard and my cute little boy is afraid of his own father...afraid of the one he should be able to trust the most. Because i was too week, I was useless I..."
He sat down on the bed, then jumped up again and pulled Jim into a tight hug. He had always been able to keep his poker face of a strong father up, but now he was starting to become unravelled, and he couldn't stop it.
"I'm so...endlessly sorry that I wasn't able to protect you from myself...", he mumbled silently.
"The car..."
With shivering hands, he gently took the car and used his sleeve to dry his face.
"I built it while your mom was pregnant with you. I almost accidentally cut my finger off when I shaped the interior. I had such big dreams...i thought one day I'd teach you how to drive a car. I thought one day I'd buy exactly that car for you, and we would pimp it together. I..."
He sighed deeply, leaning his head against the wall.
" have I ever told you the story of your mom and me?"
A bitter smile appeared on his face.
"We met in high school. We had that tutoring program, and your mother sucked at physics and chemistry. So I offered my help and just i hoped- I was assigned as her tutor. Sadly, she had thay boyfriend. Braaaad. Bah. Less brain than a can of cat food and top-pumped with steroids. Asshole beat me up every time I helped Jenjen with her homework. He knew I loved her.
Then it all was over when we graduated, and we almost lost contact. But one night I got a call. It was her."
He said it as if he was talking about something holy, his eyes gaining a soft shine as the lightnings in them lit up.
"Braaaaad had cheated on her. And she said, I still know it like it was yesterday, 'Jayjay', she said. 'Jayjay I need you here.' Bam! I'm my face. Braaaad was my neighbor, so, pumped with adrenaline and admittedly a bit courage-weed, I stole his bike and drove all the way from Illinois to Pennsylvania to meet her. And damn i finally dared to tell her everything! You don't want any details of what happened then." Giggling slightly, he looked up from the car, at his son. "I worked my ass off to care for my pregnant fiancee, and in the evenings, when I came home from my second job, I worked on this car. It was clear that we wouldn't have the money to buy toys for you, so I wanted to build them myself. I still have blueprints for everything from a rocking chair to a pirate costume. I swear, you were the cutest baby I've ever seen."
His gaze had lost the sadness by now, and gained a soft, glowing pride as he gently stroked a streak of hair out of Jim's face. "And now you're already adult and a father on your own. Well done, my boy, well done."

Ash raised one eyebrow and gave Emily his best puppy eyes, smiling seductively.
"Will you tell me? Pretty please? With cream, topping and sugar cherries?"

"Its...really hard to explain why I'm okay with Jim cheating in that case", Mac said with a soft smile. "You know, when we are racing against eachother, there actually are no rules, that's funny too sometimes. The only rule is that we never hurt eachother." As Misha asked about the sound barrier, he pouted slightly. "Myyyeeeah kind of. The sound waves get pressed together, that turns them into a shockwave, and shockwaves just...bang."
Then he turned to Hunter and watched her for a moment. "Honey I have an appointment at the hospital in ten minutes, do you get our three little mischiefs here managed or should i call Jas or Rico as a backup?"

Sam looked deep into Cole's eyes, his eyes glowing gently in the darkness.
"Cole, take a deep breath. We all make mistakes sometimes, everyone. Your mom and me as well, even God. Believe me, I know him personally. It was my decision to push you out of the way, and i would do it a thousand more times.
Yes it wasn't smart to run on the street blindly, but geez after everything you're going through it's totally normal to not pay attention to your surroundings. Damn i would have done the same. The only important thing when you make a mistake is to learn from it, and you are an intelligent boy. You will find your way out of it, and you know when it is time to accept help. You just have to listen to your heart instead of your head sometimes. Cole, I'm always there to help you. You just have to let me help. Do you think we can try to start over?"

 

[Wyosch]

Jim smiled softly at James, putting his hand on his father's shoulder.
"Dad, don't tell me you're weak and useless. You watched yourself abuse your son, but still you hung in there. I don't know anyone who would be strong enough to keep trying to make it up. There was hardly any hope for forgiveness, but you kept trying. Even though you knew I was terrified of you, you came to my help - man, dad, you fucking saved me from death after Edward had killed me."
His smile turned into a smirk.
"You should totally tell that story to Kai. He loves stories like those." He ran his hand through his hair, then put both in the pockets of his jeans.
"And you know what? I don't think I would've made it this far if it wasn't for what happened in the past."
Jim looked at his old room for a moment, thinking back of all those moments where he had locked himself up and just played guitar for days on straight.
His smile faded.
"Dad, I forgave you. Why don't you forgive yourself?"

Emily's face reddened even more.
"Eh...it's... eh...I..eh...", she gulped, feeling her heart pounding as fast as possible in her chest. Was it getting warmer in here?
"It's - you.... and... I... and... and..."
She bit her lip, looking up at Ash with big, sparkling eyes.
"The way you ran your hands down my sides..."

Misha didn't even respond to his father's previous words. As Macon mentioned he needed to go to the hospital, Misha clinged onto his arm, frowning sadly.
"Don't go, daddy.", he whispered silently.
Hunter smiled softly. "I got this.", she winked, raising an eyebrow. "What appointment? Weren't you free today?"

Cole looked up at Sam, fear in his eyes as he shook his head.
"But I- I can't... you... you don't understand. I can't."
He painfully closed his eyes, shaking his head.
"They'll know and they'll hurt them. I can't."

 

[Scripted Away]

"Because I am your father. How could I ever forgive myself for what i have done to the world, to my family...you know that feeling, Jim, don't try too hide it. A father feels things like that. Still! you would have been off so much better if I had died, instead of Jenny, and..."
"And he would be dead by now, if it wasn't for your training."
A giant butterfly, its' wings shimmering in colors one could imagine and a few one couldn't imagine, appeared behind James, who immediately looked to the ground, avoiding any eye contact.
"You! What.. ?"
The butterfly looked from James at Jim and at James again.
"If Edward hadn't possessed you, and Jim hadn't been trained so hard, if Jenny would have survived and Macon and Athena wouldn't have been given away, the world would be destroyed now. All of you wouldn't have joined HACK, but they would have found and killed you all.
Jim and Rachel would have never met, and she would have given up without him. No Rachel, no Jim- no Jack. Off Jack hadn't existed at all, because Rachel and Jim would have been dead, no one would have been able top stop hack, and this world would have been destroyed entirely. A prime example for the butterfly effect."
James just stared at that butterfly with his mouth hanging open.
"I don't know what to say, honestly...i hadn't expected to meet you in person one day, Lord. Though I never expected you to be a butterfly..."
"You don't have to say anything, and of course this is just one of my many appearances."
James turned to Jim, slightly pale.
"Eh Jim... you know sol and mort and Lucifer... All those gods. Well, this is their father, big daddy, the beginning, the Lord itself..."
"Hello Jim."

Ash's eyes widened slightly before he smirked and ran his hands down her sides once more, under her shirt this time.
"You mean like that?", he mumbled to her ear, grinning mischievously.

Mac smiled softly at Misha and stroked over his little head with his free hand.
"Don't worry, Misha, I'm just going to help someone, not because I need help myself, okay?"
Then he looked at Hunter with an apologetic gaze.
"I know, I know. It's just..."
He sighed, slid closer to the edge of the pond and ran his hand through his hair once.
"A few weeks ago, they saved a group of refugees who was close to death near the coast. Many of them could be saved, they're waiting for something to happen now, but there's also this young girl, Amee. She was close to death, so they called me to save her, and I did. She's physically okay now, just a bit underweight, nothing that we couldn't solve. But she's unbelievably shy, doesn't talk to anyone but me and I just...i feel responsible for her. She saw her parents die miserably in that boat... I just want to check up if she's okay... She really grew on me, You know? Poor girl will break apart if she has to live in a children's home, another thing I gotta solve."

Sam looked into Cole's eyes, concern in his as he gave him a pat on the back.
"Whoever 'they' are Cole, you don't have to fight that fight alone. I'm here to help you, and I will protect this family- my family- from threats. So of you would just tell me what's going on...i could help you."

 

[Wyosch]

Jim frowned confused.
"Lord? Like- god?", he asked, raising an eyebrow at the giant butterfly. Jack would have tried to catch that thing by now. He was literally trying to catch all sorts of insects when he was outside, but what he did with them - Jim didn't have a clue.
Even if he wasn't sure who that giant butterfly exactly was... he was right.
"The butterfly is right. Without Edward having taken possession of you, I would've probably been killed in Round Top's streets. And if not, just like the butterfly said - HACK would've killed us. Rachel would be dead as well, just as Macon and Hunter and all our other family and friends." The thought of that made a shiver run down his back. He still had nightmares about those times he had lost his wife and brother.
Jim turned to his father, a serious expression in his eyes.
"Don't be so hard on yourself, dad. It's time to forgive yourself."

Emily gasped silently, closing her eyes as Ash's fingers touched her bare skin.
She gulped, her fingers slightly digging into his skin.
"Y-yes, I meant that."

Hunter nodded, smiling softly. Of course she didn't like it that Macon would leave, even if it was just for an hour or so. But she also remembered when she was that shy, and close to death when Macon had found and rescued her in the desert.
"It's fine, I understand.", she replied, smiling softly. "Just...don't stay gone too long, okay? We wanted to celebrate the baby later, remember?"
Misha carefully listened to what his father said, tilting his head.
"Daddy? Can I come with you?", he asked, looking up at his dad with big eyes. "Maybe I can play with Amy and she won't be so scared anymore after all she's seen."

Cole gulped nervously.
"Maybe they're listening.", he whispered terrified, looking around. "We need to go somewhere else... away from here."
His gaze turned to the distant police car lights.
"What about the cops?"

 

[Scripted Away]

"Or Buddha, Allah, and so on and so forth."
The butterfly turned into an old woman and smirked slightly. "I'm not a butterfly. I'm everything. A butterfly, a woman, a man, a dog, a tree... it's hard to understand."
While James grew pale beside Lucifer and Anno's father, he started to raise one eyebrow and put one hand on his son's shoulder. "Don't be so hard on yourself, Jim. It's time to forgive yourself."

"What, am I making you nervous?", ash chuckled, gently tracing her jawline with his nosetip, before looking into her eyes.
"Hmmmh my pretty girl. My...hehe... hot-dog. Sorry."

Mac smiled softly at Hunter, bent forward as far as possible to give her a quick goodbye-kiss and smirk his cutest Davis-smirk. "I'll be back in time, I promise."
Then he turned to Misha and smiled proudly.
"Mhm", he said nodding. "Careful, were teleporting."
And the next second, they stupid in front of a door in the hospital. Mac knocked gently. "Amee? It's Mac. And I brought my son, Misha. Can we come in?"
A young girl opened the door and looked up at Mac, and down at Misha with big eyes.
"It's okay", Mac said silently. "Misha is like me. He's a good boy."
Amee striked a shy smile at both of them. "Hello...", she said silently to Misha, then looked up at Mac. "They... want... send me... away."
Mac frowned sadly. "I won't let that happen, Amee." Turning to Misha, he smiled sadly. "Amee is from a far away land, Syria, so she can't speak English that good yet. We gotta be patient, okay?"

"The cops", Sam chuckled, put one hand on Cole's shoulder and teleported far away.
It was dark. The ground was grey. Excepting inside this sphere, where soft, blue grass covered the ground. From afar, you could see the earth.
"Okay, we're on the moon. I doubt anyone can listen to us here. So? I'm all ears my friend."

 

[Wyosch]

"How do you want me to call you?", Jim asked the woman, who was all but nothing at the same time - if that made sense. "And I do get it, Ma'am. Or Sir. Whatever you want."
He shook his head as his father told him to forgive himself, grabbed his hand and took it off his shoulder.
"You were possessed by a demon and weren't able to change or do anything about it. Everything you did, that was the demon, not you." He sighed. "What I did, however... There was no demon involved in that. How should you forgive yourself for harming so many people, including the ones you love most, knowing that it didn't have to be like that? I didn't have to do it, but I did all those things nevertheless. Would you forgive someone who... who murdered... hundreds of people? Some even for fucking fun because he didn't have the love he needed and didn't want others to be happy? Would you?" His voice had loudened, and his eyes had taken on their empty, with-guilt-filled, somehow terrified, form once again. "I still make plans up in my head on how to kill everyone in the room. I wake up in the middle of the night, covered in sweat, because once again I had a nightmare about all those people I killed." His voice cracked, and if one listened carefully, one could hear on how he spoke that he was filled with hatred towards himself. "I still can't look myself in my eyes. I don't look into the mirror because the only thing I see is an asshole, a monster, someone you should be scared of. I still hate myself for what I've done. I shouldn't be alive. Everything that I've done... I deserved to die. And I live with that guilt every single day. Every single second of the day, there are thoughts in my mind reminding me on what monster I am. Reminding me of those innocent people I mercilessly killed. Kids. I fucking killed kids... some not even older than Jack..." A tear ran down his cheek as he looked up into his father's eyes. "I fear for my family's life because of what I truly am. A cold-blooded demon who, once taken over, won't show any mercy and will get rid of anything that gets in its way. I'm a monster! How do you want me to forgive that?!"
He glanced over at the woman for a moment, gulped and took some short breaths.
"I need some fresh air.", he mumbled, even if it sounded more like a growl, and he practically ran downstairs, smashing the door shut behind him as he left the house.

Emily held in her breath as Ash traced her jawline with his nosetip. She didn't know why, but she felt as if she was going to explode.
"You're not making me nervous, you're making me super nervous.", she whispered, her heart pounding even faster.
>>What's he doing that makes me feel like...that?<<

Misha nodded at his father, and smiled softly at the girl.
"You're really pretty.", he said to her. Even though he wasn't even a year old yet, and he was filled with questions about why she left her country and looked so sad, he knew when to shut up and say things to distract her.
"Daddy, what if I make her a bracelet like I do for mommy and aunt Rey all the time? Do you think that will make her happy?", he asked, looking up at his dad with big eyes.
His dad was a hero. He saved her from dying! He was like Superman- no, better. He was Mega-Superman! He probably saved her with his cool abilites! Did he have a uniform like the other heroes too, then?

Cole's eyes widened.
"We're on the... MOON?!", he yelled, his jaw dropping. "H-how did you even get us here?! WE'RE GONNA DIE WE CAN'T BREATHE- wait. We're not dead. How...why is there grass on the moon?"

 

[Scripted Away]

Luna and Jenny were looking sorrowfully at eachother, while James slid down the wall, years streaking down his face.
"Jenny i think he needs his mother now", Luna said worriedly, and Jenny nodded.
"He needs you as well. Can you bring us there?"
"The oak with the roses?"
"This might be the only place able to calm him down right now. We spent so many beautiful hours there."
Luna nodded. With the stream's help I can."
"I'm here." This time, it appeared as a huge, white eastern Dragon. "Let's go."
Jenny and Jim were catapulted back into the past, under the branches of a beautiful oak, that had grown untetwined with a red rose. It looked like the tree itself had grown roses.
"Hey my little one", Jenny whispered, holding her three-year-old son in a gentle embrace. And like back then, she stroked a stubborn streak of hair out of his face and kissed his forehead.
"I'm here..."

Ash grinned slightly as he leaned forward into a kiss, slightly pushing her against the wall.
"And what should we do against that nervousness?", he mumbled to her ear, taking a deep breath as his fingers reached the edge of her bra.
"Damn...i believe I'm making myself nervous as well."

"T-thank you", Amee mumbled silently, listening closely as Misha talked to Macon, who smirked approvingly.
Just in that moment, one of the docs came in and she quickly hid behind the angel.
"Hey Eric, everything okay?", Mac asked sorrowfully. The doc just sighed.
"Look Mac, I know this girl has a trauma and everything, but the staff and this room, everything we need to take care of her...it can't go on. We need every a viable man and room."
"Eric she can't! She would drive crazy!"
"Then tell me another solution Macon!"
Mac looked from Misha to Amee, then the doc and straightened his back.
"Fine. Let me do a call."
He quickly dialed hunters number.
"Honey? Would you mind a guest for the next few...weeks? The hospital isn't willing to take care of Amee anymore, and she wouldn't survive a day in a children's home. We need a place for her to stay until i found a solution for this whole situation."

Sam laughed silently, switching to his lion form and laying down in the soft grass.
"Because I prefer to lay on fluffy grass than dusty stones. C'mon you know I'm a unicorn. Excepting you didn't listen. As always. You didn't, did you?"
He gave a 'your own fault' glance at Cole and then tilted his head to the side.
"Now cmon, sir down and tell me what's wrong."

 

[Wyosch]

Jim tilted his head, looking up at his mother with big, sad eyes.
"I'm sorry.", he whispered, shaking his head. "I don't want to burden you with all my problems...", he took a deep breath and just cuddled against his mother. She felt so warm. He felt safe. Safe from his thoughts.
He closed his eyes, painfully frowning, and kept taking deep breaths to calm himself down.

Emily held her breath once more. His touch was soft, and she somehow wanted to yell at him to just open up her bra and stop feeling so embarrassed.
She leaned forwards, kissing him deeply, her arms wrapped around his neck, while she softly dug her fingers of one hair into his hair.
Her breaths were long and deep, her heart pounding. It was getting warmer and warmer. She was scared, but at the same time, she wasn't.
"Well, what do you want to do against that nervousness?", she asked him, looking into his bright eyes with perfect bedroom eyes.

Hunter facepalmed.
"Honey...I...I get you want to help that girl, but think about your family. We can't just let our small kids live with a refugee with a trauma. That girl could bring bacteries over, and you know small kids aren't as resistant to diseases as grown-ups. What if one of them catches a bad disease because of that girl?" She sighed. "You said she was rescued along with some other refugees. There should be at least one there whom she knows and trusts. Kids don't just flee out of a country all on their own... " She watched Heather and Noah for a moment before turning away from them.
"I don't want to be rude, you know me. But she won't make it here long if she stays isolated from people like this. I get that she's scared and shy, but she needs to do something about it. Else she's still be scared and shy when she's 20."
Hunter was nervously walking around by now. "What about a children's home? Or about that home for abused kids? They all have traumas too, and she could easily fit in there."
She sighed silently. "Don't think now I don't want to help, okay? It's just... you understand what I'm saying. We can help her, but not around the kids. Especially not around Heather."

While his father was on the phone, Misha walked up to the girl and stretched out his hand to her.
"I am Misha.", he said, a soft smile on his face. "Your name is Amee, right? I like that name. It's different."

Cole frowned.
"I always listened. I just didn't bother to respond.", he mumbled, slightly hurt by Sam's sudden coldness towards him. "I don't know if I should."

 

[Scripted Away]

"Shhh, Honey, it's fine...", Jenny said with a soft smile, gently stroking over his head. "That's what parents are there for. It doesn't me."
"It doesn't bother us." James appeared right beside her, young again like back then, and hugged them both at the same time. "We love you, champ, and we're always there for you, no matter how old you are."
That's right. And not because you are our son, but because we love you, entirely."
"And endlessly." James planted a kiss on Jenny's cheek, who smiled happily. "My little shadow... I know what you're going through. I went through the same. Nine eleven happened because of me, because I was so angry that my kids had been taken away... that i just let it take over... even the strongest people have weak times, and it's fine."
"And no matter how strong or weak you feel, champ: we will always be there for you."

Ash took a deep breath, picked Emily up and carried her into the bedroom.
[Aaand fade XD]

Mac rolled his eyes.
"Honey I've been treating that girl for weeks. She's perfectly healthy, but she needs to learn how to trust again. That poor girl watched her parents die and the other refugees eat their freaking corpses to survive! I can't send her to a home, she wouldn't survive that. I just need some time to build up her self-esteem and trust." He sighed silently. "Hunter she is lost. She has nobody left. She's like you back then- just that she is also in a country with a language she barely understands. Do you really think i would bring her home if she was a danger for the kids?"

Amee smiled slightly at Misha and carefully shook his little hand. "I... like Misha too. Amee is...indi...in...indian?"

Sam looked at Cole with an apologetic gaze. "If i misjudged you, I'm sorry Cole."
He pulled him down to sit beside him with one of his huge paws.
"Cole. I'm here to help you with whatever problem you have. Not to impress your mother or anything, but because I care about you. Please- tell me."

 

[Wyosch]

Jim sighed silently, looking up at his parents. This is what it would've looked like if they had had a normal life...
"I can't be weak.", he replied, looking at his tiny hands for a moment. Funny, being as an adult in his three-year-old version.
"You both don't know, but I do. I know what happens once I'm weak... and I once lost Rey to that, I don't want to do that again. I'd rather keep it all bottled up inside instead of burdening all of you, worse, hurting you."

(Imagine Jim finding out XD)

"And what do you want to do once you built up her trust and self-esteem?", Hunter asked, sitting down on a rock, painfully rubbing her temples. "Send her away to a home then? Honey, don't get me wrong, but she'll get so attached to you that she won't want to leave. And the kids, they'll think-" She sighed silently. "I'm leaving it up to you. Just think this through.", she hung up and just sat there on the rock, shaking her head in disbelief for a moment before picking herself up again, and faking a smile for her two kids.

"In India, cows are holy, right?", Misha asked, slightly tilting his head. Maybe she didn't understand what that meant... He made some moohing sounds, and then used his angel powers to make a faint halo appear above him. "Cows - mooh mooh - holy *points at halo* in India."

Cole sighed.
"Well... you know why I was arrested, right?" He sighed. "Possession and use of drugs. Glad they didn't catch me dealing, or I would still sit there."
His gaze turned to the floor, and his voice silenced.
"Everything was going smoothly, until I one day sold my crack in the wrong street. That one belonged to some gang, I can't exactly remember what they were called. Something with wolves. I don't know. Well, after I was beaten up and thinking everything was okay, they kept showing up at places I was at... until one guy approached me. He threatened me that if I wouldn't do what he wanted me to do, he would hurt my family. Starting with Ems..." A shiver ran down their back. "I told it to a police officer, a friend of mom - but the next day... he was found dead. Murdered. And I got a message from them, telling me that if I would try that again, they'd kill Emily, Dylan and mom. And I- they're always watching. I don't know how they do it. But they're so... they're really dangerous. And- I'm honestly terrified..."

 

[Scripted Away]

"Oh honey but we all grew so much stronger since back then", Jenny said with a soft sparkling in her eyes, full of confidence and trust.
"Your mom's right", James said softly. "If you keep your problems bottled up, they will eventually become worse and worse and one day break out."
"We're here honey. You can talk to us, about all your problems. Everyone needs help sometimes. And believe me, sometimes it hurts more when someone doesn't let you help than when he shows himself weak."

(He'd drive insane XD)

"And why are you really worrying?", Noah asked silently. "I don't know mom, I feel like your arguments aren't really the main problem. Is there something else you're not telling dad?"
He climbed out of the water and looked up at his mother.
"And don't try to play now mama, I can see there's something going on inside you."

Amee giggled silently, kneeling in front of the little boy with a slight sparkling in her eyes, something that had disappeared for a long time.
"My momma was... out of...? From...? From India. But I is from Syria."
Mac smiled at the two.
"Misha, what do you think? Should Amee be our guest for some time?"
The girl'seyes immediately lit up when she looked at Misha. "I can tell...about India. And you can tell from here."

Sam smiled sadly, shifted back and have Cole a pat on his back. "You got me now, Cole, and we will solve this together. I already have hell of a plan."
A slight smirk formed on his face as he looked down at Cole, almost something like fatherly love in his gaze.
"We're a team. Alright?"

 

[Wyosch]

Jim just sighed.
"I just... I don't know if this can be fixed. You both weren't able to keep control over your demon, and I-" He pressed his little hand against his tiny forhead, frowning. "I'm scared I won't be able to do that either."

(oh hell yes xD)

Hunter sighed silently. Sooner or later anyone would find out, so maybe she should tell them...
"Well... mommy is worried about something which happened to her in the past. She's scared of it all happening again."
She made sure Heather was far enough away so she wouldn't hear any of it, and picked her son up, putting him down on her lap.
"I knew about my older brother, Serpo. I just never told anyone. Because he's not the only sibling I ever lost."
She sighed, a tear rolling down her cheek.
"When I was about four years old, granpa Hayes-" She felt the anger building up inside her again, but just put it away.
"Grandpa Hayes adopted a young girl. She was about my age. I always was really surprised because, actually, Grandpa Hayes never liked me. He had always wanted sons and no daughters. Well, as I noticed, he wanted to replace me with that other girl. Sarah was... she was beautiful. Better in literally everything he put us two through.
I never liked her. Never got on with her."
Hunter hugged her son as tight as possible.
"She joined HACK and tried to kill me several times. I was the one to end her life when I bumped into her here in the woods when HACK was still around."
She gulped, and softly ran her fingers through Noah's soft hair.
"I know your dad would never do that, but I can't help but to fear being replaced. And I don't want any of you to fear the same when that girl will stay here for a couple of weeks. Especially Misha... I don't think any of you have noticed, but any time he sees your father with any of your nieces, his eyes immediately fill with fear. I don't want him to be scared of being replaced, you know?"

Misha nodded excitedly and instead of replying to his dad, he immediately turned to Amee again.
"My mommy is from France. I don't know if Syria and France lie near each other, but still! I'm from here though, and there is super much to talk to about!"

Cole nodded silently. "Thank you, Sam.", he whispered, looking up at the man with a soft smile.
"So... what's your plan?"

 

[Scripted Away]

"Champ you will."
James gently put one finger under Jim's chin and lifted it up, so he would look into his proud, sparkling eyes.
"Jim you are so much stronger than I ever was. And unlike your mom, you have a partner who supports and encourages you. Not someone like me..."
Jenny softly kissed James and stroked over his cheek. "Please don't blame yourself Honey. You did everything you could."
Then she looked at Jim with a soft smile. "You have so many people who care about you. James and me had nobody who would have supported us, but you do. Trust me my little shadow- you can do it. You can do everything."
She softly kissed his forehead and looked into his eyes with endless love and pride. "Believe me, sorrows you share with somebody instantly turn half as big."

(And Emma XD she'd freak out XD)

Noah sighed silently, gently petting his mom's hand.
"It has no use to avoid your fears, mama. You can only get rid of them if you face them, And learn that they are not worth having. How did I lose my fear of heights? I flew. How did daddy lose his fear of other docs? He faced them! If you hide, it only gets worse."
He planted a small kiss on her cheek and looked into her eyes, his weirdly purple eyes full of confidence. "You can trust dad. He would never forget anyone of us."

Amee smiled happily And carefully hugged Misha. "And I... become better with English. So you can good hear what I try to speak. You show me how you make bracelets?"
When Mac went to his heels beside them and teleported back to the lake, she looked around with big eyes.
Upon noticing the two other children, she waved shyly. Mac gently ruffled Misha's hair with his nosetip for a moment. "Hey my angel, do you want to introduce Amee to your siblings? I want to talk to mommy for a moment."
He planted a kiss on the little boys head, stroked over Amee's back reassuringly and then went to Hunter, while Noah, who seemed to somehow have sensed that his father wanted to talk to his mom in private, already went towards Misha and Amee.
"Okay honey", he said, taking a seat beside her. "I bet Noah asked you about it already, but I want to know it too. What's the real reason why you're so much against Amee? I have never seen you acting like that when someone needed help, And it worries me."
He wrapped one wing around her shoulders and looked into her eyes. "You know i won't judge, my beautiful snow queen."

"No problem", Sam said with a reassuring smile, and shifted back into his lion form.
He stood up, made himself as big as possible, his long claws and bared fangs glinting in the fiery light of his gleaming eyes. He looked like a nightmare, especially when he burst into flames.
"If you even look at my son the wrong way ever again I swear I'm gonna toast you alive while i tear off you skin piece by piece!", he snarled in a demonic double- voice, then shook himself until the fire was gone and smirked. "Tell me one person who wouldn't run away screaming. And if that doesn't work, I will make use of my claws. I fought worse than a few wannabe-rowdies."
He Lay down beside Cole again and smiled slightly, which looked kinda funny, coming from the same lion that had just made this perfect horrorshow. "I umm... I hope you don't mind the 'my son' part. It just sounds much more convincing than 'the son of my girlfriend who is like a son for me', y'know?"
After a moment, he frowned slightly and looked at Cole with a sorrowful expression. "Possessing and using drugs, hm? Look I will help you. Of course i will. But i want you to promise me something: from now on- no more drugs. Neither dealing, not possessing, not using it anything else. Okay? And I want you to do something for school again. And for God's sake, talk to your mother. Tell her you will change your habits, tell her things will get better now. She's really worried for you."
His frown deepened, he rested his chin on his paws and watched Cole for a while. "Which leads me to one last question. You said it was a good feeling to know she's so desperate she's crying. Why? I just... I want to understand you."

 

[Wyosch]

Jim looked up at his parents, his little blue eyes sparkling as a tear rolled down his cheek.
"Maybe that's the problem.", he whispered brokenly. "Maybe...because I'm stronger, I build walls around my heart again and I'll start avoiding contact again, because I'm too scared I'll lose control and... hurt the ones around me."
He looked down to the floor, painfully closing his eyes as he thought back of that day when he had almost killed Jack because his demon had taken over. That look on his wife and brother's faces... he would never forget that. They were terrified of that monster standing in front of them.
He should've just stayed dead when Rachel had killed him... why did Jack have to save him? He wasn't worth a family after all the things he had done...

((everyone would freak out xDD))

Hunter cuddled against Macon's shoulder, closing her eyes for a moment before taking his hand.
"I...", she gulped, sighing sadly. "Remember when I told you Hayes never wanted a daughter?", she asked. "When I was about four years old, he took another girl into our house. Sarah. She was... she had the same age as me, and well, she was better in everything Hayes told us to do. She was literally my replacement." Tears were streaming down her face by now. "She joined HACK. She tried to kill me several times... I...I killed her when I once bumped into her, back in the old camp." She hugged Macon tighter. "I'm just scared the kids will fear they'll be replaced as well..." She looked up into his eyes, hers broken. "I'm sorry I never told you... I just... I'm still scared about it..."

Misha grabbed Amee's hand and carefully dragged her with him towards his brother and sister.
"Amee, this is Noah, my big brother.", he explained, smiling. "And that's my sister, Heather. She's a month older than me, but doesn't talk yet. She can run really fast though."
Suddenly Misha's face lit up, and he looked down.
He wasn't crawling.
"I AM STANDING! I AM WALKING! I CAN WALK!"

Cole nodded, smiling sadly. "That was a really good show there. And... I don't mind about that part. It indeed sounds better...", he mumbled, looking down to the floor. "Well I... I got a feeling she doesn't care about me as much as she does about Emily or Dylan or Mike. It feels as if I'm 'too much', you know...?"

 

[Scripted Away]

"Back then was the very first time your demon took over, Jim", James said sadly. "The first time always is the hardest. It's almost impossible to regain control, but if you can pull that off, it weakens the demon immensely. I haven't been able to push it back when mine took over, and i hurt the ones I love. But you Jim, you pushed it back so many times. And every time it weakens the demon. It's..."
"... just a matter of time? You're right James, but there's another solution.", Lucifer had appeared in the dream world, and unlike everyone else, he looked exactly as always.
"Jim? I have a solution. Come to hell when you're ready, we need to talk about something very important."

((Imagine Emily would already end up pregnant now. Holy shit, drama of the century! XD))

Mac gently pulled Hunter into a hug and kissed her forehead, his eyes sparkling sorrowfully as he looked into hers and stroked over her cheek.
"Honey...", he sighed sadly, pointing at Misha, Noah, Heather and Amee, who already built a sandcastle together. "They are getting along just fine. And you know I'd never replace any of you, nor make any of you feel that way. This is a completely different situation. I'm not Hayes and Amee is not your adoptive sister. Everything will be fine, okay beauty?"

Amee flinched when Misha suddenly started shouting, looked at him with big eyes for a moment and then slowly calmed down again, clapping silently. She smiled at Misha, who seemed super proud. "Well done", she said, before looking at Noah and Heather. "Hello..." Noah greeted her with a wide smile and smirked when she went to her knees to look at Heather. "Hello. You have so pretty eyes." Looking at the other two again, she held up a handful of sand.
"Should we make castle of sand?"

Sam frowned sadly as he looked at Cole.
"Buddy our topics are basically 'the garden', 'Cole', 'dinner', 'Cole', 'the saloon', 'Cole', 'I love you', 'Cole'. She's just tired. She tried everything to get through to you, but without any success. She's on the verge of giving up, and I'm the one who dries her tears every freakin day. She's desperate. And scared as hell to lose you. And so was I. And now I'm really glad you finally let me in."
He put one of his massive paws on Cole's shoulder and looked into his eyes, smiling softly. "Thank you for that, by the way. It means a lot to me."
Then, a smirk formed on his face and he grinned at Cole. "Let's scare some asses, whatcha think?"

 

[Wyosch]

Jim looked up at Lucifer and raised an eyebrow.
"What's wrong?", he asked, crossing his arms. As an adult that looked rather threatening, but as an innocent three-year-old that looked cute, as if he was pouting because he didn't get the last cookie.

((I was actually just thinking that XDD Like imagine that: She has to quit school, and how tell the parents and the teachers, etc. XD))

"I know, honey, it's just.... I can't stop thinking about it.", Hunter replied, sighing sadly. "Well...there's actually one more thing I need to tell you." She bit her lip, looking deep into Macon's eyes. "I've known about Serpo as long as I can remember. And I keep my distance because he-" She frowned, her eyes turning darker, an icey glance in her pupils.
"He killed my twin brother, and wanted to kill me."

Heather shyly mouthed 'thank you', and just grabbed some sand as well.
Misha pointed at the sand castle he had built earlier.
"That's lord Pidgeonton's castle. His birthday is today. We can build him an even bigger castle!", he proposed, sat down and started digging in the sand. "To make a good castle you need to use the wet sand. The dry sand is just for decoration.", he explained to Amee, making sure she'd understand, else he'd try and explain it differently.

Cole nodded slowly, taking a deep breath. "I hope it works. I wouldn't know what else to do.", he whispered, softly petting over the lion's fur. He hadn't expected to be sitting with his mother's new boyfriend, whom he actually despised, on the moon when he woke up this morning. Sam just wanted to help. Sam wasn't as bad as Cole thought.

 

[Scripted Away]

Nothing's wrong", Lucifer said calmly. "I just want to propose something to you and your family. So whenever you got some time for me, visit me in hell. I'll leave you alone now."
And he disappeared again.

((Are we that cruel? XD))

Mac's left eyelid twitched.
That was a certain sign that he was about to freak out.
"He what?", Mac snarled, then took a deep breath and hugged Hunter tighter, gently running his nosetip over her soft cheek.
"But... why?!", he asked silently as he buried his face in her hair for a second. "What brother would ever do that? "

Amee smiled softly at Misha and nodded. "I always made castles with brother. Know how."
Looking at Heather, she tilted her head. "You want help us? All together? Lord Pidgington will be happy!"

Sam purred silently for a while. He just couldn't help but enjoy when someone was stroking through his mane.
After a while, he looked at Cole worriedly.
"Listen, when we face those assholes, I want you to stay behind me, okay? I don't want you to get hurt."
And in a bright beam of light, he teleported back to earth.
"Okay, call those idiots."

 

[Wyosch]

Jim frowned confused.
"I'm curious what he's got to propose to me.", he mumbled.
He turned to his parents again, smiling softly.
"I don't think I've ever said this to you guys before... I love you two."

((yes. yes we are that cruel xD))

Hunter sighed. She had grown numb on that topic. No matter how much she talked about it, she couldn't cry anymore.
"When Draco was born, my parents had to take care of him, of course, and Serpo felt left out because he had to share his attention now. When mom announced she was pregnant of twins, he-"
She lifted her shoulders, an empty expression in her eyes.
"He pushed mom down the stairs. And you know, our house has huge stairs... She was 7 months pregnant. Me and my brother were born two months too early. He was so small. I saw it on the pictures. He only lived 7 months, 24 days, 11 hours and 3 minutes... then his heart failed. Too small. It couldn't really provide blood, its veins were too thin."
She looked up into the sky, sighing.
"If it wasn't for Serpo... Xavi would still be alive..."

Misha's smile faded.
"You have a brother?", he asked, tilting his head. "Where... nevermind."
Heather nodded and walked over to them, helping build the castle. She carefully touched Amee's cheek, and just gave her a smile as she took her tiny hand away again.

Cole gulped and nodded.
He took out his phone, dialed a number and waited.
"H-here is Cole.
....
We need to t-talk.
....
N-no.
....
Yes, yes. I remember. I- don't hurt her. Please.
...
Just come."

 

[Scripted Away]

James and Jenny both hugged him tightly, and as they let go, they were back in the normal world.
Jenny softly stroked over Jim's cheek, while James had one hand on his shoulder.
"We love you too", he said with a soft sparkling in his eyes.
"Like crazy", Jenny added happily. "My little shadow...my big boy."

(You're evil XD)

Now Mac's other eyelid was twitching as well, and he had to take some deep breathes to contain himself.
"That person will never get closer than twenty feet to our children", he said coldly, But had to smile slightly when hee saw them all playing together.
"They seem to get along very well though. You should have seen Misha in the hospital. He instantly cared about her as if they had known eachother for years already. And look at Heather. So cute."

Amee looked up into the sky, then looked at Misha, gently tapped his shoulder and pointed at the sky. "There. Auri fell asleep.."
When Heather touched her cheek, she flinched for a moment, but then smiled softly. She held her hand against her heart and then against Heather's, her eyes sparkling slightly.

Sam growled deeply when a black car parked, and apparently those little filthy misfits walked up to them.
Before anyone of them could even say one word, He had knocked out two of them and pushed their leader to the ground, his long fangs and claws only inches away from his throat.
"Now you listen closely: if you ever look at my son or at anyone of our family the wrong way- no, if you ever look at them at all- I will make your life a living nightmare. I will make you go through everything hack taught me, I will skin you alive and keep you living long enough to watch me holding your heart in my hand.
I will kill you. Painfully. Slowly."
His hot breath stroked the guy's face as he came even closer, his eyes flaring.
"You will beg me to kill you. Any last words before you leave the country and never come back?"

 

[Wyosch]

Jim smirked softly, a lovely sparkling in his eyes.
"I never believed something like this was possible after all we all went through.", he mumbled, sighing happily.

((and proud of it XD))

"I won't even let him get close to you. The only reason I'm allowing him to spend time with Draco is because Draco's dead and Serpo can't hurt him.", Hunter replied, her voice emotionless.
As she looked at the children, she smiled softly.
"Misha is so much like you.", she whispered, her voice now filled with pride and love. "He couldn't be more perfect."

"I'm so sorry.", Misha replied, stood up and hugged Amee. As he let go, he smiled and went back to building their castle.
Heather looked up at Amee with big eyes. She smiled softly, let out a giggle and put her tiny hand on Amee's, nodding.
She mouthed 'friends' and grinned softly.

Cole watched the scene with big eyes. Was Sam really threatening to kill those guys because he wanted to protect him?
The leader gulped and shook his head.
"N-no last words. Just p-please l-let me go."

 

[Scripted Away]

"Me neither", James sighed happily, planting a kiss on Jenny's cheek, who gently swatted his chest.
James' eyes widened. "Oh honey, you're right!"
He smirked at Jim, a proud sparkling in his eyes.
"We babysitted Harry and Lilly a few days ago, and all of a sudden, Harry points at a photo of Mac, Athena and you and says 'untle Dsim'. So cute!"

(I know XD)

Mac gently kissed her shoulder with a sad frown, but had to smile when he heard the change in her voice.
"And look at Heather. Just like you. So unbelievably cute. I wonder why she doesn't talk though...she forms the words with her mouth, but makes no sound...mh honey...do you want to get to know Amee? Will you give her a chance?"

Amee lifted her shoulders, sighing silently.
"He's with Allah now...he will take care of him."
She smiled at Misha, then at Heather and started building a fence around the castle with small twigs. "For horses!"

"Piss off."
When the car had raced off, Sam shifted back and smirked at Cole.
"I'm pretty sure we are rid of them", he chuckled, stroking his messed up hair back into place.
"So, shall we go home or can i interest you in a visit at Dunkin donuts?"

 

[Wyosch]

Jim smirked happily, his eyes sparkling - his entire face somehow lightening up, not literally of course.
"Untle Dsim.", he repeated, chuckling. "Cute little guy."
He put his hands in the pockets of his jeans, smiling softly.
"Shall we return to Rey? Don't want her to start worrying now."

((so what's it gonna be? XD))

"Maybe she's scared.", Hunter suggested, lifting her shoulders. "I could ask mom if I was like that too. You could ask yours too to see if she knows if you were a late talker."
She looked over at the kids, smiling softly.
"I don't want to disturb them now. They all look so peaceful right now. And maybe I'll scare her, I doubt she's ever seen someone with blue hair."

Heather's eyes suddenly lit up and she jumped up, grinning widely.
She closed her eyes and seemed to concentrate herself on something - until a white light surrounded her and she shifted into a dark brown, greyish horse. [https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/74/92/41/749241c6a307fd15dd1007552d212ff8.jpg]
"Horse.", she whispered silently, her voice high and soft.
Misha just looked at the foal in front of him with big eyes. "That's so cool."

Cole took a deep breath.
"Dunkin' Donuts, please.", he replied, looking down to the floor.
"Thank you, Sam."

 

[Scripted Away]

"Absolutely", Jenny sais with a mischievous smirk. "You go back to your family, and Imma kidnap your father and take him to Elenor's dance lessons!"
James just groaned silently, but with a smile on his lips. "What don't i do for my love..."
Jenny giggled silently and planted a kiss on Jim's forehead. "Tell the others hi from us, okay honey?"
"And have fun! See you champ."
And they slowly vanished, smiling happily and waving.

((Think of poor Jim o.O))

Mac raised one eyebrow with a slight 'srsly' expression.
"Ehm, Hunter. As you might remember, I've only been a child for about a week. Probably not the best comparison."
He took a streak of her hair and smiled softly, playing around with it.
"I like your hair", he said happily. "It suits you. I couldn't imagine you with any other hair color."

Amee smiled surprised, stood up as well and shifted into a 6 feet tall dragon.
"I can change too!", she said grinning, ruffling the foal's mane with her nose for a moment before smiling at Misha. "Can you change too?" Then her eyes widened and she looked at Heather again with a proud smirk. "You said something! Well done!"
Watching Hunter, she slightly tilted her head to the side. "Is she your momma?"

Sam smirked softly and tilted Cole's head up so he wouldn't look at the floor anymore.
"No problem at all", he said gently, then teleported right in front of DD. "I just want you to promise me one thing: no illegalities anymore. Okay? I just got Mike out of prison, don't make me do that all over again."

 

[Wyosch]

Jim watched them fade away, a soft smile on his face, and walked back to his house.
"Honey, I'm home.", he called, sighing happily. The entire house was filled with Rachel' wonderful scent. God, how he loved that.
>>Oh wait, I still gotta go to hell. First Rey though.<<

((Oh god he'd die XD))

Hunter giggled, kissing Macon's cheek.
"Thanks." She ran her nosetip through his hair, inhaling deeply. "I love your hair color too. And your hair. And your scent. And you." She winked, grabbing his hand and standing up. "Should we go and talk to Amee then?"

Heather seemed to grin - as far as a horse could - and looked at Amee with big eyes.
Misha's jaw dropped. "Heather just shifted AND talked for the first time, and Amee is a dragon too!" He laughed, shifting into his bear cub. "I'm a bear, like daddy. But he's a polar bear. Mommy is a dragon too!"

Cole jumped up at Sam, grinning.
"You got Mike out?! Where is he?! How?!" His eyes were sparkling like diamonds as he hugged his mother's boyfriend.
"Thank you.", he whispered.
"You know, you're actually not as bad as I thought."