Adopted by Magcon

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Jack Gs POV:
"So yeah. that's how she found out." I just explained to the guys that May knows about Magcon.

"Well, since you three seem to have had an eventful last day of summer, how about we settle for a nice dinner, shower and bed time." Carter suggests. We all nod and Cam goes to make our ravioli.

"Jack, do you think we made the right move? Telling May about Magcon?" I'm not so sure we did, but Jacks the dad. Not me.

Mays POV:
Tonight, I sat with Shawn, Matt, and Nash at the bar.

"Hey Shawn can you pass the pepper?" I ask through a mouthful of delicious ravioli. He guides it with his hand down the bar and I reach to grab it.

Our fingers graze for only a second and I can't even feel my hand anymore. I drop the shaker and it rolls off the counter shattering on the floor. Shit.

"Woah May, are you okay?" Shawn asks and hops down to start cleaning up the salt and glass mixture on the floor.

"Yeah sorry." I jump into action to help him clean up. And of course, I fail, by stepping on a piece of glass and cutting the side of my foot open. Shit again.

Oh my god. May you're so not okay." Dad came running with his napkin and a pair of tweezers to help my foot. It's just a small cut really, I can barely even feel it.

But I can still feel Shawn's smooth, warm hand brush against my fingers. I wonder if he felt it too. While I sit of the ground in a complete fluster, I see Shawn's face is extremely red and he's thinking hard about something in his head.

I'm barely aware of dad taking glass shards out of my foot and wrapping it in napkins.

"Hey Shawn, can you hand me some more towels?" Dad asks while trying to stop the bleeding. Goodness, why is it bleeding so much?

"Yeah. Here." Shawn tosses over some paper towels and Nash wraps my whole foot in the toll. I'm at a point in this accident where I'm laughing my head off.

"I'm so sorry Shawn for scaring you. And you cut your ankle when the glass shattered." I pointed out and handed him a tiny left over napkin. He whips the little speck of blood and throws away the rest.

Nash is helping me out of the kitchen. Were about half way through the entry way when the doorbell rings. Taylor runs and opens the door to find Ms. Sheafer.

"What are you doing here?" I ask from the end of the hall. She stands in the door, mouth hanging open staring into the house. It's then that I realize how bad this looks.

I have a bruise on my cheek from when she slapped me, a small cut on my forehead from running into a wall earlier, and a bloody foot. Nash is carrying/dragging me to the back of the house and Taylor is holding a million bloody napkins.

"May get your stuff. We're leaving. I checked into Mr. Johnsons adoption papers and saw that his license expired one week before they came to get you." I stood there for a few seconds before reacting.

"Hell no." I said and ran right up there the door to slam it in her face. Before I could, she grabbed my wrist and pulled me out of the house.

Nash and Taylor ran out and tried to grab me back. Now, all the guys are outside with us and Dad just looks shocked.

I steal and glance over to Shawn and see a tear roll down his cheek. He catches me staring and starts running towards us. When Shawn reaches us, I cling onto him for dear life.

"Let go! She's mine and I could have you arrested for trying to kidnap one of the children from my orphanage." Ms. Sheafer yells and Shawn slowly lets go.

I'm crying so hard now and I can't believe this is happening to me. My life was finally looking up and this women had to come back into it.

Ms. Sheafer drags me to the car and pushes me into the back seat. I try to wrench the door open, but it's child safety locked. I start pounding on the glass, hoping to shatter it.

"Dad!" I scream. Dad starts crying and turns to Jack who hugs him. I can't watch this anymore.

"Dad! Don't let her take me. DAD." I continue to scream mad pound at the windows.

"You'll be hearing from my lawyers!" Dad shouts once Ms.Sheafer gets in the car.

"Shut up." She yells and slams her door shut. Within a few minutes, were rolling into the driveway of the old orphanage. Triple shit.

"You, young lady, can go straight to the basement. No supper for a week!" Sheafer throws me down the rickety stairs and I land in a crumpled mess on the floor.

•••

"May?" A dark, dirty face pokes out from the darkness. Not just any dirty face either. Its Tony.

"Tony!" I shout and run go him. He engulfs me in a bone crushing hug and neither one of us let go.

"What happened to you today?" He asks when we finally break. Thinking back on the Mall, Fangirls, Macgon Speech, Running into the wall, Liking Shawn, Cutting my foot, and ending back up here, where do I begin?

"What didn't happen to me today?" I lightly laugh. It's strange to laugh about everything that happened so I soon find myself lightly crying into Tony's shoulder.