I slowly woke up to find myself laying on the couch. "Aww man, what happened ?" I asked myself. Then I remembered what happened. Brandon escaped from prison. I jumped up and ran to the bedroom. I put on a black hoodie with some shorts. "Hey darling, how are you feeling ?" Michael asked. "I'm fine." "Where are you going ?" "To get Jordan." I said as walked down the hall. "Luna, leave him there. He's fine." I stopped in my tracks and turned around. "I'm not gonna sit here and do nothing while he's out there. Now I'm going to bring my son home where I can watch him." "You know what ? You're right. I'm sorry. Bring him back safely." As I left, I asked two of our guards to come with him. We reached Jordan's school and I went to the front desk. "Hello, Mrs. Jackson. How can I help you ?" the lady asked behind the desk. "I need to pick up my son." "Ok. I'll call him up." "Actually, I was wondering if I could go pick him." "Of course. His classroom is down the hall and to the left." "Ok. Thank you." I went down the hall and to the left. I opened the door. "Mama !!!!" Jordan yelled out and came up to give me a hug. "Hi, buddy. I missed you." "I missed you too. I thought you were sick." "Oh believe me. I'm still sick. I came to pick you up." "Hello. I'm Miss. Coldblood." "Hi. I'm Luna. Jordan's mom." "Yes. He talks alot about you. He's a very good boy and a delight in my class." "He better be. I didn't bring him here to mess around. I need to take Jordan home and I don't know how long he'll be out." "Ok. Well, I'll put all his work in a folder, so when he comes back, he won't miss anything." "Thank you. Jordan, you got stuff ?" "Yea. Where are we going ?" "I'll tell you when we get home. Say bye to your class." "Bye Jordan." "Oh. Bye Fawn. See you when I get back." Jordan said. I took him by the hand and we left for home. When we pulled up, there were cars in the drive way. I opened the door to find Michael's family sitting in the living room. "What's going on here ?" Jordan asked. "I don't know. Michael ?" "We need talk about Brandon. How did he get out in the first place ?" Marlon said. I sat down on the couch. Jordan sat next to me. "I don't know. We need to do something." "Mama, who's Brandon ?" Jordan asked me. "You haven't told him yet ?" Jackie said. "No, not yet. I'm pretty sure he's heard the stories by now. Jordan, I need to tell you something. Come to the bedroom with me." I took him by his hand and led him upstairs to our bedroom. I closed the door behind me. I sat next to Jordan on the bed. "Jordan, you know the stories about Wolfgang, right ?" I asked. "Yea. My friend, Holden, told me. He wolf-napped a girl and tortured her. Then he brainwashed her and forced her to kill his family, but then one of his brother had stopped him." "Yes. That's right. He did torture her. He did terrible things to her. Do you know where she is today ?" "No." "Jordan, I was that girl who got wolf-napped." He looked at me in disbelief. It broke my heart looking at his big brown eyes. "What ?" He said, softly. "I was that girl and your daddy was the one who saved me from Brandon." "So Wolfgang is my uncle ?" "I'm afraid so and we just got word that he escaped from prison and the police believe he's after us." "So, what do we do ?" "I don't know. Your daddy will tell us." Just then, Michael came in the room. "Hey, is everything ok in here ?" "Yea. We're fine." "Good. Well, I talked to the family and they suggest that we leave the country until they find him again." "Leave the country ? You're joking ?" I said. "No. I'm very serious. I think it's for the better. For all of us." "Michael, I don't know. Couldn't we just lay low for awhile ?" "No. Look, I'm the man of the house. I protect you and Jordan and if I say we need to leave, then damn it we're leaving. Sorry about that, Jordan." "Daddy ?" Jordan said; standing in front of Michael, causing him to look down. "Yes, son ?" "Thank you for saving mama." Michael didn't say anything. He just picked him up and gave him a kiss. For the rest of the evening, we packed our bags and got ready for our flight. "Do we really have to fly ? You know I hate flying." I asked Michael. "I know, but we can't drive there." "Will it be a long flight ?" "Yea, but I picked a nice place. It should help you relax a bit." "Thank you, baby." I said; cuddling up next to him. "No problem. Now get some sleep. Night night." "Night night."
"Luna, wake up. It's time to leave." Michael said. I slowly got up and got dressed. We already had our bags at the door, so all needed to do was put them in the car. Michael took care of that while I took care of Jordan. He was out, so I had to carry him, but I didn't mind. We rode to the airport and boarded. I took a window sit and had Jordan in my lap. Michael sat next to me. He took my hand. "You'll be ok. I'm right here. You can go back to sleep now." I shook my head. "Here. I took these from the doctor's. They're sleeping pills." He said; handing me a small blue one. I took it and felt a little better. Soon I was asleep.
