Serendipitous | Jack Gladney X Reader

Chapter Two - Be Safe, Kiddo

**Chapter Warnings**
Mention of death
Emotional Cheating

Vibe: Holding out for a Hero by Adam Lambert

Enjoy!!

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You woke to the sensation of your brother shaking your shoulders.

"Hey, I think we should get going."

You roused a bit more, hearing the concern in his voice.

When you glanced around, you realized the room was turning into a frenzy of frantic escapes.

You didn't know why, but you suddenly felt compelled to glance down the row of cots. You found Jack in a similar situation, being shaken awake by his daughters.

You felt a bit odd being concerned for him and his family, but you quickly reminded yourself, he was a grown man, and plenty capable of getting them to safety. You had to focus on your brother and getting out of this mess.

"Let's go." You grabbed your brother's crutches and helped him up and out of the cabin.

Thankfully, the crowds were decent and people were nice enough to notice his broken leg and get out of his way.

As you neared the car, you began to pat down your pockets in search of your keys, but you came up empty-handed.

"Shit!" you groaned under your breath.

"Hey! Language!" your brother teased you.

"Sorry, I gotta go back, I lost my keys. Maybe they're inside."

"Fine, go. Don't get lost this time!" he shouted at you as you began to run back in the direction of the cabin.

As you ran through the crowd, you could sense a collective panic beginning to spread. People were shouting and honking. Even babies were crying.

You rolled your eyes at yourself, it would be just your luck to lose something as important as keys at a time like this!

Pushing through the doors, you immediately collided with what you thought was a wall but quickly realized it was–

"Jack!" You looked up at his eyes, puffy from sleep. He seemed dazed and confused as he looked down at you, but as the seconds passed, he seemed to understand clearer and clearer he had to get out of there.

"Sorry," you both said simultaneously, awkwardly stepping around each other. He even grabbed your elbow to help swivel the two of you.

"Baba, do you have Wilder?" you heard Jack say to presumably his wife on the way out the door as you went in search of your keys.

Your heart rate sped up when you didn't find your keys on the top of your cot. You got down to your hands and knees and nearly crawled beneath the cot, blindly feeling around on the ground until you finally found them. They must have fallen out of your pocket in the middle of the night.

Standing, you took a deep calming breath ready to face whatever chaos was clearly unfolding outside.

As you neared the door, the noise grew louder and some of your confidence dwindled as you finally opened it to see the mass hysteria that had begun.

It took you a moment to get your feet going, but one glance in the direction of your car and your little brother helplessly leaning against it had you running like a fire was in your tail.

You dodged other families running in all kinds of directions, motorcycles wheezing past, and cars taking off with zero regard for who was around.

"Watch out!" you heard someone shout but it was too late, you were already falling flat on your ass from the impact of some guy already escaping from his hit-and-run.