Ninja Family

The Rescue

Disclaimer: I don't own Ninjago, just the story.

Nya's POV

It has been five years since Jay and Lloyd went missing.  Justin, Alex, and Max are all 6 years old now.  In those five years, the others got married and had kids.  Cole and Seliel had a son, Mason, who's 4 years old and a daughter, Harper, who's 2 years old.  Kai and Skylor had a daughter, Juliet, who's 4 years old and a son, Zeke, who's 2 years old.  Zane and PIXAL had built themselves a daughter, Rosie, who's 4 years old and a son, Felix, who's 2 years old.

After they disappeared, Britney ended up quitting her job at Borg Industries.  When Cyrus Borg heard what had happened to Jay and Lloyd and then found out Britney's connection to Lloyd, he understood.  She just wanted to stay with Max all the time which I understand.  I've also become pretty protective over Justin and Alex.  We haven't left the monastery since to make sure our kids are protected.  Justin, Alex, and Max are currently being homeschooled for 1st grade.  The others have also decided to do homeschool for their children, at least for now.  Juliet, Mason, and Rosie are currently being homeschooled for preschool.

Cole and Kai are currently out on some secret mission.  No one knows where they went.  They've gone on a lot of secret mission during the past five years.  Seliel and Skylor get annoyed with how they go on secret missions when they should be spending time with their kids.

Cole and Kai have been determined to find out what happened to Jay and Lloyd.  Zane has concluded that they're most likely dead by now.  Britney and I know that they are still alive.  They have to be.

"Hey mommy!" Alex snapped me out of my thoughts.  "Thinking about daddy?"  Alex may not understand what happened, but she does wish that her father was around.

"Yeah," I said.  I hold out my arms for a hug and she goes right into them.

Lloyd's POV

I wake up in the same cell that I've woken up in for who knows how long.  Jay and I seriously don't know how long it has been.  Jay was already awake and looking over the new injuries that I received to see if there are any he can patch up.  This is our normal routine.

I miss Britney and Max and I know that Jay misses Nya and his kids,

The entire time we've been here we've been forced to fight.  We've also been tortured, beaten, and drugged.  Now that I'm thinking about it, Jay is always patching me up, but I've never taken a look at how injured he is.  We've both gotten beaten up pretty good.  I know that I have cuts and bruises, probably some broken bones, and maybe a concussion, but how bad of a shape is he in?  I've never bothered to check.  Am I a bad friend?

Jay crawls back a little after looking over me.  I notice him clutching his stomach in pain.  Well, this cements it.  I am a bad friend!

"Jay," I said concerned.  "Are you ok?"

"I'm fine," He said.  "Don't worry about me.  Why don't you get some rest before we have to battle again?"

It's clear that he's not just fine.  I should look over him to see if there's any way I can help him.  I crawl over to him.  Neither of us in any shape to really stand, at least probably not without being in tremendous pain.  "Jay, let me take a look at your injuries."

"It's ok.  I can do it myself."

Has he been looking over himself this whole time?  He's been looking over the both of us?!  Why have I not noticed this?  Every time after he looks over my injuries, he allows me to rest and he looks over his own!  I'm not just a bad friend, I'm the worst friend!  I need to make it up to him.  "I insist, Jay.  Let me take a look."  I look over his injuries and it looks just as bad, if not worse, than mine.  I really should've been looking over his injuries the entire time.