Runaway

Jakob to the rescue

With my parents being spies and all, there is always people after my family. I mean what kind of bad guy wouldn't try to ruin everything for the good guy?

So this situation of being on the run isn't really new for me. But our whole family has never been in danger before...anyways back to the story I was telling you.

I've had to go into hidding before. Thats actually how I really got to know Jake.

When we first moved into town, I was really young. Like I was four, and at the time I only had Andrew for my sibling. My parents had been on a mission, and thats why they had to relocate us. I honestly was too young to remember who they captured or what they had to take away from the enemy but all I know is that I wasn't safe.

We had really just moved in, but Jake's mom was so nice. I mean how many people do you know that will just let your kid stay with them because her parents were in danger? Not many. I mean its not like parents told her that they were spies, and that was why somebody was after them. After the mission was done they explained, but at the time they really didn't tell her anything. For all she knew, my parents could've been drug dealers fleeing from the cops. But Mrs. Foster just understood that my parents needed help and took me in.

My parents told her that I wasn't safe because people were after our family, and wanted to make my parents pay, by killing them and their children. So she immediatly took me and baby Andrew in, and we lived in their beach house that was a couple towns away.

Their weren't may bedrooms, so me and Jakob had to share a room, while the two babies Meredith and Andrew shared a room together. Jakobs dad was always away for work so Mrs. Foster took vacation time from her job to watch and take care of us. Except for one day...

Mrs. Foster was taking too much vacation, and sick, and every excuse time or leave of absence she could think of and was afraid she was going to be fired. I mean we had been in hidding for two years and she probably assumed my parents weren't comming back so she took care of me and my brother as one of her own. Occasionally, she would go into work 2 or 3 times a week and Jakob's dad could take care of us or send a worker over. But Jake's dad's company was going to loose a major investor and everyone was needed to think of new propositions at work and no one could come take care of us. So even though we were very young, she had to leave us alone with Jake one day, and he was only eight.

The day started off pretty well. Jake made us toast for breakfeast and managed to burn himself only three times. But then the other kids were laid down and sleeping, me and Jakob went outside to practice baseball in the forrest. As soon as we got all the way out there, I had the basball and didn't bring the bat because I thought he was going to bring it. So then of course Jake got ticked off and ran all the way back to the house to get the "freaking baseball bat". I was sitting in the scary forest all alone until a guy, who pretty much looked as though he appeared out of nowhere showed up.

I was freaked out because I knew I had seen the guy somewhere before, but I didn't know where, and I wasn't supposed to talk to strangers. But just as I was thinking about what I should do, the guy asked me if I was Crystal Johnson, and I said yes. And the next thing I knew, he pulled out a gun...

I was terrified, I had never been in this situation before, and I didn't know what to do, but then I saw Jake creeping up behind the guy with our baseball bat. Just as I was about to tell him to stop, the bad guy turned around and Jakob whacked him on the head.

So that was Jakob to the rescue. We ran out of the forrest and back to the house to see if the other two kids were there, and lucky for us they were. We didn't know if there was more guys after me and Andrew, so we grabbed the kids and ran all the way to the city to get to Mr. Foster's giant work building for safety. As soon as we got there we explained the whole story to him, and then he hugged us and told us he would never leave us home by ourselves again. He then called Jake's mom and told her what happened, and she immediatly left work and came to see us. She was crying hysterically and kept asking how this could happen...and she found out soon enough.

After two years, my parents ended up comming home.They ended up catching the guy fleeing a couple towns over after he woke up from the blast on the head. My mom and dad then explained to Mr. and Mrs. Foster that they were spies, and that this kind of stuff is typical. The Fosters were very confused because they didn't know what to do. I mean how many people find out that their neighbors are spies? Um, not that many.

We all went out to dinner afterwards, and my parents discussed their spy business over with the Fosters. They appoligized for putting their family into danger, and the Foster's accepted the apology, as long as it never happened again.

On the way out of the resturaunt, I ran out the door and tackled Jakob in a hug and thanked him for saving my life. He hugged me back and he whispered "Try to be more careful from now on, because someday I might not be able to come to the rescue." and he let me go.

I walked back to my car, got home and laid in bed hopping that that day would never come...