Jessie frowned in her sleep. Something was.... off. She was...cold? But, that didn't make any sense. Her daddy had tucked her in and made sure that the blankets were covering her completely. And were they moving? That wasn't right. She was always woken up whenever they left so that she wouldn't wake up and panic. Jessie was awake now but she hadn't opened her eyes yet. She could feel herself laying on a car bench. If she was in a car, why wasn't she in her booster seat? They always made sure that she was buckled in before they even started the car. She stopped those thoughts when she realized something: there was no music playing. Her dad always had his music on in the car, no matter what time it was. She opened her eyes and looked around. She was in a car, just not the impala. She was in the backseat of a mini-van and there was a man driving with a woman next to him in the passenger seat. The woman glanced back as Jessie sat up and smiled.
"Oh, sweetheart. You should go back to sleep. We wont be there for a while." Jessie looked at the woman like she was crazy.
"Who are you? Where am I? Where's my daddy? Where are you taking me?" She asked, panicky. Everything about this just felt wrong. The woman just kept smiling.
"Why, Sweetheart, Daddy's right here driving us home. We should be there soon." Jessie began to get even more scared than before.
"He's not my daddy. And you don't know where my home is. Take me back. Please just take me back and let me go home." She whimpered and this time the man driving answered her pleas.
"Now, that's no way to speak to your new mommy and daddy, is it? And we are taking you to your home. Your new home."
