A New Life

42.

(Santana's POV)

"DON'T SHOOT!" I scream out to the carpark full of armed police. "DON'T SHOOT HIM!" I cry as none of them stand down. Jax looks so confused, he looks like a lost boy, he can't comprehend where he is or what's going on. He goes to take a step forward. "DON'T MOVE" one officer yells at him. "I NEED TO GET TO MY SON, HE MUST BE SCARED!" Jax cries out as he goes to take another step, the shotgun still in his hand. "DON'T SHOOT HIM! PAPI TELL THEM TO STAND DOWN!" I cry to my father who's face remains passive. "IT'S OKAY BUDDY, DADDY IS HERE!" Jax cries, opening his arms. Jase obviously just shy's away and buries his face into Abby and Finley. "GET THEM OUT OF HERE!" I yell, Jase is going to be messed up as it is, without witnessing this. 

I feel light headed, like I am about to pass out. "SANTANA ARE YOU HURT!?" My father calls out to me, as I remain on the floor. "YEAH BUT I AM FINE!" I call back through blinding pain. "Jax...Jax" I call out to him. He turns and looks at me, not registering who I am. "You're going to have to put that gun down okay? Otherwise, you see those guys. They'll shoot you." I say, trying to reason with him. "JAX PUT THE GUN DOWN!" Britt was so busy making sure Jase got to Abby and Finley and to safety, I don't think she realised this slight stand-off situation. "EMILY WHAT'S GOING ON! WHY ARE ALL THESE ARMED POLICE HERE" He calls out. You can hear the genuine confusion and fear in his voice, I actually feel sorry for him a little. "JUST PUT THE GUN DOWN!" Brittany cries again. Jax turns and faces me. "You kidnapped my son and my wife?" he says, he definitely is in the eye of a psychotic break. 

"Jax, listen to me okay. I am not kidnapping them, I promise. I can explain everything to you and get you help. But you need to put that gun down first." he glares at me, nothing behind his eyes, the Jax I have known is not there. He turns and charges towards me, pointing the barrel of the gun at me. "PREPARE TO ENGAGE!" I hear the same policeman from earlier yell. "DO NOT SHOOT!!" I command as I don't take my eyes away from Jax's. His hand is shaking, he is petrified. "What is happening to me?" he begins to sob. "I can explain okay, I can get you to the best hospital and we can talk there." he continues to cry, I slowly lift my hand up to take the shotgun from him. "NO" he screams, yanking it out of my hold and re-aiming it at me.

(Brittany's POV)

There is a whole stand off going on in the carpark. I didn't realise what was happening. As soon as I broke off the trail I got Jase to safety with Abby and Finley and made sure the three of them were out of harms way. I have turned around and all I can see is Santana on the floors covered in blood and Jax holding a gun to her. "Hector do something!" I cry to him, but he doesn't look my way. His eyes won't leave Santana. "No, it's too dangerous!" he says passively. "That is my girlfriend out there!" I protest. "And that is my daughter!" he chides. "we have to play this right." he says, his eyes still firmly on Santana. 

"BABE, PUT THE GUN DOWN!" I call out to him, it's the first time Hector diverts his eyes away and they are burning holes in the side of my head and so are Santana's. "Babe?" he scoffs. "He thinks I am Emily." I state. "Who the hell is Emily?" Hector scoffs. "The woman he fell in love with all those years ago, the biological mother of Jase, he has no idea who I am right now." I say, my voice breaking. "Right." Hector says, turning back making notes on his little notepad. "Sir, we need to do something soon." the commanding officer says. 

"I'll go talk to him" I speak up. "You've done enough." Hector scolds me. "He will listen to me, just let me try." I please. Hector looks to the commanding officer for approval. "Fine. But you wear a vest and there will be an officer behind you armed and ready." he says. "Vest yes, gun no." I re-negotiate. "Miss I insi-" I cut him off, there is no negotiation. "No gun." the officer glares at me most displeased, but hands me my vest as I slowly walk towards Jax and Santana. I tip toe myself carefully across the carpark, trying not to startle Jax. I can hear him chiding Santana for kidnapping me. "Jax..." I call out, but he doesn't hear me. "Jax, I am right here." he turns his head to the side, looking at me out of a side eye. "I am here, look." I say, standing just behind him. "Put the gun down okay." I say slowly reaching a hand out. But he yanks it away. "NO! YOU HAVE BEEN TAKEN FROM ME BEFORE, I AM NOT LETTING IT HAPPEN AGAIN" he is sobbing, like really sobbing. His face and eyes are red and puffy, snot coming from his nose.