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Tabby/Josh - O Sweet Child Oâmine
âI mommy promised.â She reassured with a grin as she rubbed the tip of her nose against his and gave him one more tight squeeze before putting him down and holding his hand tight that way she could defend them with her powers in a split second notice if need be.
âI love you.â
âI love you to Mommy.â He said, holding her hand tightly and staying close to her side as they made their way out of the building.Â
Tabby/Josh - O Sweet Child Oâmine
She craned her head back a bit to put enough distance between them to make eye contact.
âI tell ya whatâŠIf we get to the ship, and everyone is there except the adults, I will stay with you and Iâll send someone else to go help daddy, ok? But the faster we go, the sooner we get to go home.â She was hoping heâd understand. God it felt so good to be talking to her son.
He nodded, because the other kids Mommys werenât here, so if his Mommy had to go in to save them he could spare moments alone from her for it. Breathing out he held her again hiding his face. âOkay.â He agreed. âOnly if you promise to come back quickly.âÂ
Tabby/Josh - O Sweet Child Oâmine
Her heart was breaking at his words and his tears, and she didnât even mind that her arms were starting to ache as the adrenaline was wearing off and she could feel the weight of him in her arms. She wasnât going to let go.
âCome on, honey. Aunt Jean is helping some kids get to the X-Jet, remember? The big jet? You are going to get to ride in it!! Iâm gonna take you there so that you can be safe while I help daddy, ok?â She was going to say âhelp daddy find your sisters-â but she wasnât sure he knew the other two were here and she didnât want him to get worried.
âNo.â He mumbled. âNo you canât go Mommy, no.â He shook his head because if she left....even if it was Aunt Jean it wasnât Mommy, and he didnât want her to go back inside the building once they were out because she might never come back out like him and if she was in there no one would be out to rescue her. He didnât want to let go of her either. Fingers tight on her outfit as she carried him from the building.Â
Tabby/Josh - O Sweet Child Oâmine
âAwww honey, I love you soooo sooo much!â She laughed and showered him with kisses, unable to contain her happiness as his tiny body almost knocked her off her feet with the force with which he hugged her. She scooped him up, him never letting go of her for a moment as she stood. Tears still running down her own cheeks as she gave a few more kisses.
âMommy is so, so sorry she didnât get here sooner. She is so sorry that you were gone. Daddy is here to! Weâre gonna go home and everything is going to be okay, okay?â She searched his eyes, wondering how much the poor boy had been through.
He was to big to be carried by anyone but Peter now but she didnât seem to have an issue lifting him and he didnât argue it curling tightly against her afraid to move away, afraid if he did sheâd be gone in a second. âI was scared Mommy.â He whispered sniffing. âI donât like needles. I donât....and everytime I cried they were really mean. Really really mean....I just wanted you and Daddy, and sissy, and Heather....I wanted you.âÂ
Tabby/Josh - O Sweet Child Oâmine
Tabby grabbed one of the nurses by the back of the head and shoved her down against the door- hollering at her to punch in the key code. The other nurses fleeing in fear- and one threatening to pull an alarm before Tabby shot a flash bomb in front of the womanâs eyes to temporarily blind her. She ran and the woman whom had her hair tangled in Tabbyâs fist was putting in the code frantically- messin up a few times in panic.
Once the door open Tabby shoved the woman hard to the side, and the womanâs hip made a loud noise as it crashed into the floor. Tabby looked into the room to see her precious boy, seemingly almost unscathed? Could it be? He looked so sad and small and all Tabby could do for a moment was smile wide as tears rushed down her cheeks. She crouched down holding her arms out wide.
âHey babyâŠâ
There was a lot of noise outside, and her covered his ears curling up tightly and looking at the door hoping he wasnât in trouble. He was good today, really good he didnât cry once he couldnât fathom why heâd be in trouble and then the door was opening, his eyes widening at his Mom coming in and crouching down.
âMommy!â He couldnât run fast enough slamming into her and wrapping around her as tight as he could. âMommyâ He sobbed again. She came for him, he was scared and now she was here and everything was going to be okay. He sobbed into her neck fingers curling into her uniform.Â
Fear is falling apart
The ladies arenât nice, and the food taste like nothing and every time he cries they donât feed him. He hates it here, he hates it. Thereâs no toys, no one to talk to or play with and the ladies with the masks keep shoving needles into his arm and taking blood from him. Lots and lots of blood, and he doesn't know what itâs for but it makes his arm hurt and makes his head feel bad.Â
There was no where to sleep, or lay down, and it was uncomfortable. An old man came in a lot and grabbed him and it hurt, and he always cried and always got punished for it. He hated that old man, at least the nurses didnât yell at him about his crying, just shook their heads and went on. He missed his Mommy, and his Daddy. His sisters and Rachel, Uncle Peter. He just wanted to go back to school, and heal the booboos from the playground. He didnât want to give his blood anymore, or heal things when he was asked. He just wanted to sleep all day and play with toys. He sniffed fighting back his tears, not wanting not to eat again he stopped himself looking at the door they came through.Â
Tragic in the fallout
He sniffed looking around the room, he didnât like this. At all. He knew his friend from school was taken, and Mommy said not to talk to strangers and go straight to the spot to meet her. He walked away but it wasnât very far....she was going to be so mad at him he thought tears coming to his eyes. He didnât like it when Mommy got mad, it wasnât very often but sometimes sheâd get a look on her face and he always felt really bad afterwards.Â
There wasnât a bed....or anything in here and he bit his lip trying not to cry for his parents but he was shaking. Daddy and Mommy would come find him right? Daddy was looking everyday Rachel said theyâd never get hurt by the bad guys ever. She was right? She wouldnât lie about something like that, he moved walking around the room before sitting on the floor. There was no one here, where they going to hurt him? Or were they just taking kids like them to protect them? He didnât understand what was happening.Â
A bunch of ladies came in, wearing Doctor masks, and clothes Sissy wore sometimes and one kneeled across from him. âItâs okay sweetheart.â She said, but....he didnât trust her. He kicked out hitting her in the shin, and her face behind the mask shifted grabbing him by his arm hauling him up. âTake him for the first sample so we can compare.â She hissed ignoring his cries, he wanted His mom, and Dad, and sisters. Uncle Peter would break this ladies hand if he was here. He told her so but she only laughed.Â
He didnât like this place at all.Â
Solo Post - Doesnât it feel
He giggled as their teacher excused them, walking beside his friend fingers hooked in the straps of his transformers backpack. He wasn't sure if Peter or Mommy was suppose to pick him up today, he couldnât remember what Mommy was saying in the car as he left to go to class. Frowning he shrugged, he knew what cars to look for. He couldn't wait to get home and do his homework though, coloring pages for homework sounded like the best thing ever.Â
He skipped down the steps heading over to the spot he was suppose to meet his Mom or Peter at, watching the kids load up into their cars and setting his bag down, he turned frowning when he heard a noise, like a doggy or something. Like when Ollie wants to come in his bedroom and the doors closed, he looked at the line, and then down to the side of the school, moving over quickly. Mommy would be a few minutes he could spare a second, leaving his bag on the steps he moved looking around and frowning at a phone on the ground. Kneeling down he picked it up, and hands were on him, he screamed and someone put something on his face. His hands flailed about trying to touch them and something was on his neck. He felt like he was being carried, and something was hurting, he tried to be loud through the muffled noises and then he felt like he was sleepy. He didnât like the feeling though it wasnât the nice kind of sleepy he got when he laid on the couch with Mommy at night.Â
F2F Josh/Tabby - Everyday
She was glad all of her kids seemed to have such a thirst for knowledge. She hoped it would always be that way, and that he would always enjoy learning.
"Well how about we finish up making this stuff for lunch, and then while we eat at the table you can show me your spelling words and how good you are at them?"
"Yes yes yes!" He bounced, being careful not to fall off the stool. "I've gotten super duper good with them. I even spelled one better than Daddy!" He laughed.Â
F2F Josh/Tabby - Everyday
"Itâs okayâŠIâll explain again in a couple of years." She teased ruffling his hair.
"That sounds fun!!" Her smile softened, "Iâm so glad youâve been enjoying school."
"I love school! I love learning all the cool things, and doing the math tiles and writing things! I've got all kinds of cool spelling words for homework..." He grinned. "It's awesome."Â
F2F Josh/Tabby - Everyday
"Well then as long as yaâll are being safe, and donât get Peter worried about where yaâll are, then okay." She grinned.
However the grin faded as he talked about the fourth graders. Thatâs how young body image came up in conversation these days? Was Heather dealing with this kind of stuff too and not saying anything about it? Surely Rachel though was confident in herself. Right? Even soâŠasking other kids to say who is prettier?Â
"That sounds terrible. If anyone ever asks you to pick someone who is âprettierâ or to compare someone elseâs looks with another, you shouldnât do it. It isnât nice at all. It could hurt someoneâs feelings. And when you are a fourth grader, if you want to give someone a compliment- remember the best compliments are based on a personâs personality, or what they can do- like if they are smart or a good runner. Not on how they look. And never point out flaws in people- most likely they already know about them."
She realized she was rambling and probably lost him along the way, but she was just so upset about all of that.
"What about at your school? What do you do?"
He made a face, while his Mom talked to him. "Mommy...that was confusing...." He said simply. "...but okay." He could do that.
"I play  with Jonas! We play with these cool clear balls that bounce super high at lunch. And then we do homework together sometimes...and sometimes Claire plays with us and Eli, and we run around playing cops! It's way cooler than what Rachel's doing." He grinned.Â
F2F Josh/Tabby - Everyday
God she loved this boy. He was freakinâ precious. The things that he said, always caused her to have to bite the inside of her cheek to keep from laughing.
"Are you two suppose to be playing in the âhideyholesâ at the school?" She raised a âmom-likeâ eyebrow at him. She had no idea where all of those places lead, and the last thing they needed was to end up in the danger room somehow. Then again Scott had security upped so much, that they probably wouldnât be able to get in and yet still wouldnât set off any alarms either. It was probabyl fine.
"Fourth graders huh?" She smirked, "Are they bad news? What makes them weird?"
"I asked her but she said she didn't know...and nothing bad happened. It was just a bunch of tunnels and stuff, one lead to the woods but it had a big gate on it. We found doors but theres no way to get them open.....but nothing bad happened. It was really cool." He nodded at the question.
"There really bad news. There's a reason Mrs.Rainy doesn't let us play with the big kids at our school and Rachel's should be the same. They tell her about all the scary movies they get to watch, and all the big kid tv shows...and they keep asking her if she thinks shes pretty. Or if shes got any friends and if she thinks their pretty or whose prettier...it's weird...."
F2F Josh/Tabby - Everyday
She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion at his reaction, and found herself giggling. She wrapped her arms around him and gave him a kiss on the forehead.
"Okay! Okay! Hahaha, after all I still make lunch for your dad." She winked at him. "Iâll keep making yours too." She side-eyed him wondering what had gone through his head when she had made the suggestion. Did he really like her food that much?
"So how is school? And Rachel?"
"Okay." He said firmly, looking at the counter still. She did, and that meant he would get lunches forever. And be with Rachel and Uncle Peter forever to. He smiled a little.
"Rachel found a hideyhole at the school, and we played in it all day yesterday until she said we had to go." He laughed nose wrinkling. "She's hanging with fourth graders Mom. There like way to old for us. And shes telling me all the stuff they say to her, and it's weird. There weird."Â
F2F Josh/Tabby - Everyday
"Oh thatâs right. I keep forgetting thereâs those cats in the yard." She shook her head, laughing a bit. She thought Ollie would scare them off- but he seemed more afraid of the tiny stray kittens than they were of him.Â
"Sure! Come on over!" He almost didnât really need the step stool anymore to be tall enough to help her, but he liked the extra height and it still made things easier. "You know, if you wanted you could start making your own lunch for school." She smiled at her son.
He moved over climbing up to be next to her. Looking at what she was making before his head snapped up, and he made the most horrified face at her. "No...I don't wanna make my own lunch." He looked at the counter pouting a little. Rachel was always right. Of course she was. She knew everything about everyone. "I want you to make it." He huffed.Â
F2F Josh/Tabby - Everyday
She took it with wide eyes and an even wider smile. âI love it!!â she hugged it gently to her chest so as not to crumple it. âLetâs hang it on the fridge.â A lot of parents hung their kidâs art on the fridge- but Tabby did it because the kitchen was the place she spent most of her time when not in her little âofficeâ they had added on for her to work on her designs and clothes.
"Is that what you want to do later? Play outside in the sandbox with me and Ollie?"
He beamed even brighter as she hung it up. Helping her put the magnets on. He should write a story to go with it. "Daddy said we can't play in the sandbox yet because the kitties keep going potty in it." He frowned, looking at the stuff in the kitchen. "Are you making lunch? Can I help?"Â
F2F Josh/Tabby - Everyday
Josh giggled climbing up from the coffee table, and running into the kitchen. "Look Mommy, look. I drew me and you playing!" He beamed, his favorite days  were days with just the two of them. He loved his Dad, and his sisters. But his Mom was cooler than all of them. "And were outside with Ollie playing in the sand box." He turned showing her.Â
F2F Josh/Tabby - All about
"I love you, cutie." She giggled. Once the sauce was ready to taste, she blew on a spoonful until she was certain it wouldnât burn his mouth before letting him taste it. Once it got his seal of approval she smiled.
"Alright- now you go get cleaned up, and help daddy set the table. And then we can have dinner."
"Love you to Mommy!" He tried her spaghetti sauce, and grinned nodding. Jumping off his stool and running off to go and get cleaned yelling for his Dad while he did so.Â
