Chapter 32:To See Him Again

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Emily's P.O.V.
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He has changed a lot. His eyes aren't dark blue any more. There light hazel. His black hair is shorter ,but I still recognize that face. It weird seeing him again,because he left me,and our family. I'm not really sure how I feel about it. On one hand I am glad to see him,but then on the other hand I am angry at him for leaving.

"Jamis?" I ask surprise in my voice. He shakes his head yes. I suddenly feel guilty ,for inflicting that pain on him. "What are you doing here?" He gets up.

"Follow me." he says , and I follow him down the stairs.

"What are you doing?" I ask as I follow my brother.

"I'll tell you later." Jamis replies there is a urgent sound in his voice. I stop ,and so does he.

"Jamis why can't you tell me now?" I ask.

"Do you trust me?" he asks with a serious tone in his voice.

"Yes of course."

"Then follow me." He replies, so I continue to follow my brother. We finally got to the main floor of the hotel,and then we exited out of a exit door in the stairway, and entered into the parking lot. Then Jamis lead me to a small white car,and opened the passenger door ,and he went in first , and I followed.

Then I closed the door. I am slightly afraid of what will happen,but I trust my brother he would never hurt me. The driver looks back at me. He looks to be in his thirties he has really dark brown hair, and green eyes. Then he starts the car, and drives off.

"Jimmy did you explain to her what's going on?" the driver asks. Why did he call my brother Jimmy? It must be a nickname my brother started going by. I remember one time when I was younger my father started calling Jamis Jimmy ,and my mother got really upset.

I remenber exactly what she said. She said "I named him Jamis ,because I wanted him to go by it not Jimmy." I personally like Jimmy better then Jamis.

"Maybe you should go ahead ,and do that the poor girl must be very confused." the driver suggested.

"Okay so well Emily let's just say your not the only mutant in our family." my brother began.

"What do you mean by that?" I ask.

"Well when I was sixteen I discovered my mutation."

"and what is that?" I asked.

"let me show you." Jamis then grabbed a quarter out of his jean pocket, and then he made it levitate in mid air above his hand. My eyes widened in awe. Then he made the quarter go in between his fingers. "you think that cool then watch this" the Jamis made the quarter bend while it floated in mid air.

Then he just let the bent quarter drop on the ground.

"Can I ask you a question?" I ask.

"Go ahead."

"Why did you leave?" I ask curiosity fills my voice.

"That's the next part of my story , so a few days before my eighteenth birthday the people from the Richardson Complex tried to kidnap me. Apparently someone had reported my mutation. I was afraid that they would come after are family. Because counting me there are three mutants in our family."

"What do you mean three it's just me & you right?" I ask confusion in my voice. Then I remember the conservation my mom & dad had the night I left.

My father had said:
"You know Ellen (that was my mother's name) we do have the option of sending her away to the Richardson Complex there they can handle her powers"

"No Patrick they'll experiment on Emily" my mother rebuked.

"They said that they would teach her to handle her gift." my father replied.

"Just trust me Patrick I know" my mother rebuked. How my mother had known?

"Mom is a mutant." Jamis answered "you didn't know that?"

" didn't know" I reply how could I have been so stupid? "what was her mutation?"

"shape sifter I think not completely sure though"

"So that's why you left?" I say "it makes sense."

"I'm sorry I left." my brother replies with sincerity in his voice.

"It's fine you did what you had to do that's it." I reply "so why did you try to kidnap me?"

"Well that's the second part of my story,so a few months after I left home. I attended a convention on genetics at Stan Ford University ,and that where I met Dr. Murphy here." Jamis explained.

"Why do you keep calling me that my name is Henry. When you say that it sounds like I'm forty years old." the driver said.

"Because I like Dr.Murphy better then Henry." my brother replies.

"Well then can't you come up with a nickname or something?" Henry asked.

"Yeah I got one butt head." my brother immaturely replied. Henry sighed "sorry Henry I just got to give you a
hard time every once in a while."

"It's fine." Henry replied then he sighed then.

"So back to what we were talking about I met Henry here at a genetics convention at Stanford where he was talking about the high possibility ,for extreme genetic mutation."  my brother explained "So after Henry's  presentation I talked to him one on one about mutation we later became friends ,and since I didn't really have a place to live he took me in."

"So you still haven't answered my question why did you try to kidnap me?" I asked.

"Well that comes to the second part of my story two months ago I was able to get into the Richardson Complex ,and copy some floppy disk files from the Richardson Complex onto my floppy disks, and our assumptions that they were experimenting on mutants there became true." my brother began to explain "and then I found your file Emily. I knew I had to do something ,but I didn't know how I could get you out,so we were working on a plan ,but a few days ago we heard about Luke Coleman and how he assaulted the director there, so then Henry somehow found out you had escaped ,and tracked you down to figure out where you were, and now we're here." the last part about what my brother had said about Henry tracking me down was weird ,and creeping.

"So why did you try to kidnap me?" I ask. I was getting pretty frustrated that Jamis had not answered my question yet.

"Because we need your help with something,and I didn't know how to approach you on it, and we had to be very secretive about it ,so we decided this would be the best way." my brother explained.

"So you decided to kidnap me?" I reply in anger,but then it does dawn on me that there plan made sense ,but I am still angry with Jamis.

"I'm sorry." my brother replies sincerity in his voice.

"I forgive you" I reply "so what do you need my help with?"

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