A Perfect Storm

Chapter Twenty-One

We celebrated Jaxon's birthday at June's, Diana and Jones came too but we couldn't get in contact with Mozzie so he missed it. A couple days later I picked him up from school, "I don't want to go back there"

"We need to get your stuff Jack" I explained. I glanced in the rearview mirror to see him pouting as he looked out the window, "have your DS?"

"Yeah"

"If you want you can play that and I'll work on packing stuff"

"I can help. Thanks for it though"

"Jaxon, it was a birthday present you don't have to keep thanking us"

"I know. But I'm a good person" he smiled as I parked.

"You're sure you don't need any help?" June asked once we were inside.

"Yes, I'm sure but thank you" she nodded with a small smile then left us as we went up to the third floor. I hesitated before stepping inside, Jaxon didn't come in, "hey, listen, I don't want to be here either, but we need to get your things" he nodded before stepping in. June had put some boxes in Jaxon's room for us to put his stuff in, I tried the hand him a box but he just looked at me and left the room. All of us were grieving, I dragged him back to where he lived with his dad, I can't blame him for not wanting to work. I sighed and started putting things into boxes.

"Peter" I heard Jaxon call from behind me after a little bit.

I turned around and saw he was holding what looked to be a shoe box and an envelope, "what do you have there?"

"Well, since we won't be coming back here, I thought I'd get these. Uhm-this is important stuff....I don't know what it is I just know dad told me it was papers I'd always need" he explained and handed me the envelope. I looked at the box he was still clinging to and without a word he handed it over. The box was full of pictures of him from throughout the years. When I looked back up I saw he had gone to start helping me pack.

Once we had finished boxing up all of Jaxon's things we headed home, he didn't talk too much the rest of the day, he would talk to everyone else, just not me, I was starting to think he blamed me for what happened to Neal.

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"I think we should put him in a new school closer to home" I brought up to El one morning at breakfast.

She nodded, "that would make things easier"

"Make what easier?" Jaxon asked as he stepped off the stairs.

"We were just talking about you switching schools" I stated.

"What's wrong with my school?"

"Well it's just that now that you're here you should probably go to a closer school, not one in Manhattan" I explained.

"How would that make things easier?"

"You wouldn't have to get up as ear and I wouldn't have to go out of the way to drop you off"

"It's not out of the way"

"It is a little bit"

"Not if you go over the Manhattan Bridge instead of the Brooklyn Bridge"

"That's not that much less out of the way"

"You're lying! I know how to get to the FBI building from home and school! I know you can do it, you just don't want to!" He shouted.

I sighed, "Jaxon-"

"No! You can't make me change schools! You can't do that!" He yelled then ran upstairs.