"Chris!"
I blinked."dad?"
"Chris! Snap out of it!"
I blinked once more and Owen came into view. His face was stern, yet desperate.
I quickly sat up. I was in the spade bedroom in the attic. I rubbed my eyes." What's going on?"
"You have to get up! The Loyalists already arrested Mrs. Dante down the street. They'll be here any minute."
At those words, I leapt out of bed. This isn't the first time Owens family was almost arrested. I knew exactly what to do. Hurrying, I opened the attic wardrobe and pulled out a higher class gown, slipping it on. I then proceeded to tie on Owens mothers apron.
"Chris!" Owen shouted from downstairs.
"Coming!" Giving my hair one final brush I tied it back in a quick bun before running down the stairs. At the bottom, Owen had changed into a fancier outfit and so had little David. The plan was to pretend to be a married couple who supported the Loyalists.
I felt a tug at my dress and little David stood there looking scared. He lifted his little arms and whimpered. There was no way in heaven or any other place I was saying not to that face and I swooped him up luck a hawk does his prey.
"Cwris?" He mumbled," will we okay?"
I held him close and whispered," call me mommy and everything will be okay. I promise."
He said nothing and continued to nuzzle my neck. A sharp knock sounded at the door and Owen quickly opened it. There stood a tall muscular man, with half shaved black hair and cold grey eyes. I recognized him as Commander Token. He was not someone you wanted to deal with.
"Afternoon Commander." Owen said respectfully.
Commander Token grunted and nodded." Oliver Johnstone. It's good to see you."
His eyes drifted passed Owen and onto me." Is this your wife?"
Owen nodded and opened the door wider, motioning me to come forward. David squeezed my dress tighter.
"Good afternoon commander." I murmured politely bowing." It's lovely to have you in our home."
"Yes, well, thank you Mrs. Johnstone."
"Please, call me Maria."
Owen stepped forward." Please, won't you come in the kitchen, we have apple pie. It's the least we could offer."
The commander blushed looking nervous." Well... I um.... I don't know.."
I whispered something quickly into little Davids ear and he nodded nervously.
"Please Mr. cowannder sir!" He shouted, as i set him on the ground.
Muscle man looked down at the little boy and smiled, as though it reminded him of himself. "Well, what's your name little fella?"
"David."
"Is it okay if I join you for pie David?"
"Yes!"
I was surprised as the commander laughed while David smiled. I let a quick sigh of relief before making my way into the kitchen, and quickly warming up the pie. Just as the oven beeped, the three boys entered the room, David in Commander Tokens arms.
"Please have a seat commander." I smiled taking the pie out of the oven.
"Oh uh, please just call me Token Ma'am."
I chuckled placing the yummy dessert in front of them." It's Maria."
"Right, Maria."
I took a seat and was just about to open my mouth to pray but quickly shut it putting on a bright smile.
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Operation C.R.O.S.S
Teen FictionIt's the middle of world war 3 and almost nobody's safe. Christians are being persecuted, and captured in practically every country. Some countries having even succeeded in total domination. A young girl by the name of CHRISTIAN, Winter, Clark barel...