Be Still

Chapter Four: Rocky

Rocky sped down the road on his way to work with his dad, the morning sun slowly rising over the horizon. As he crossed Knot Bridge, he slowed down to the side of the bridge and stepped off his bike to look out over the river. It was a wonderful sight that mirrored exactly how he felt. Ever since he had a run in with Mr. And Mrs. Addams and their two kids his life had took a turn for the best. Finally his life seemed to be going somewhere and with his Dad and him on good terms he had nothing but good days ahead of him.

He loved his new life but he couldn't help but miss living with the kooky family on Cemetery Lane. At first he couldn't wait to get out of that "Crum Box" as he dubbed it but now he would kill to go there again. Smiling, Rocky thought back to Pugsley and Wednesday, who he nicknamed "Sawed-Off", and how much fun it was spending time with them, even though some of their pastimes were a little more than frighting.

A sudden flash of light caught his eye, throwing him out of his thoughts, and as he looked down he saw a car pull up to a small dock that was straight down from the bridge. 'Some fishermen,' he guessed turning away.

Climbing back on his bike he couldn't help overhearing bits and pieces of the men's conversation, due to the cool morning air. At first he ignored them until he heard the words of Ransom, Kids, and...Addams! He was greatly intrigued now and walking back over to the edge of the tall bridge he saw two men holding two gagged children in front of another man as if they were holding some sort of sick auction.

Rocky immediately recognized the two children and was instantly overcome with a feeling he couldn't define. He could only best define it as the feeling a big brother gets when some dead beat hurts his little sister. He may not be their brother by blood but he cared enough for them that he could very well be one.

Hopping onto his bike, he turned around and sped down to 153 and took a left. So they wouldn't hear his bike, he skidded to a stop near the road that led to the granite dock lot, hopped off his bike, and quietly sneaked along the trees toward the men to get a closer look.

"How much money you say their parents got?" Jason asked as he ran a hand down Wednesday's cheek. Wednesday shook his hand away, her eyes murderous as she growled at him through her gag.

"Enough," Robert replied. "Now you've seen them, so let us go and hide them; we're wasting time!"

"How 'bout I take them with me instead. You brought them this far, let me take them off your hands," Jason suggested his eyes animalistic.

Robert and Jordan exchanged confused glances before Jordan responded, "Are you sure you'll be able to handle them? I mean it was hard enough for the two of us to keep them in check."