Days had passed since the conversation with Cris. With time now being on his side Jonh decides to spend more time with his family. Making sure that his son had a good taste of a normal life.
Jonh sits in his makeshift bed cleaning his and Owen’s firearms.
*sigh*
“Hope……We leave all this behind.”
*graps firearm*
“Soon….”
*Knoc knoc*
Jonh quickly puts away his firearms and direct himself to the door.
“Who is It?”
“(muffled) Is mister Severin here?”
“Of course you’re talking to him right now.”
“(muffled) Good you got a mail from…….Tenent Cris.”
As Jonh opens the door he sees the young soldier with a mail bag full of letters. Strangely the young soldier face turned from excitement to confusion the more he looked at Jonh. For instance he even hesitated from giving him the letter.
“…….Is everything, okay?”
*snap*
“Yeah…..Yeah…..Just thought that you were a little…….smaller and……..younger.”
“Ohhh……You’re confusing me with my son.”
“Is that so……Is he here by any chance?”
“Sorry he is visiting a friend in a field hospital nearby. So he won’t be here for a while.”
“……Then can you tell him something?”
“Sure thing.”
“Tell him that I’am gratefull for him. He saved my life back at the museum. He gave me another chance of life.”
“He would really apreciate that. Thanks for this kind words, sir.”
*glances at watch*
“Sorry for the intromission mister Severin. I really need to go now.”
The young man sprints at full speed. Jonh can even hears his steps as he turned the corner of the corridor.
“Huh….Godspeed to you too, kid.”
Jonh goes back to his lodge. He inspect the letter for while. Outside she had the seal of the american armed forces in It’s back next to It the signature and name of Cris. In the front a big red labbel with the words of “classified” sealed shut the envelop. After inspecting he cuts open the letter.
This book's true home is on another platform. Check it out there for the real experience.
*Shuffled shuffled*
He feels the metal sensation at the bottom of the container.
“Grabs dog tag”
“Thank you, Tenent……Lets get our normal lives again.”
Seeing his plan unfolding in his eyes Jonh almost wips a tear of joy. But for a moment he is distracted by the content of the letter too.
“Owen If you recive this letter please pass this paper to your father imediatly.
Jonh as we have arranged before I have press foward and registered your son in the organization alongside with the dog tag atteach to this letter. Unfortunely things are not going too well with Muller. He has declined my offer. So we are going to need the mountaineers and the cooperation of the caos in the battlefield. For now I have gathered enough information about our deployment in the taking of D.C. Our unit had beem assinged to a place next to the cathedreal and our job is too push till the armory. But we can take a detour and go cross a bridge next to the Lincon memorial. I have already arrenged with Ben that we would take a boat and hug the coast till we reached the delaware. The navy won’t track us since they would be too preocupied with supporting the marines. I have talked with Sam and Mike to go to cafe we went the other day. I will be . Let’s finish this Jonh for the boy’s sake.
signed,
Tenent Cris”
Jonh red the letter in silence. His expression of joy and relif slowly turned into a one of worry. He graps the paper and think about the possibilities.
*streach*
*sigh*
“Well……Let’s get to work them.”
*Knoc knoc*
“(muffled) Honey, It’s us.”
“(muffled) Daddy, open up!!!”
Jonh smiles a little and goes to the door. In his mind he could only think about the words of Cris. He reaches the door nob and opens the door.
“Daddy!!!!!”
*hugs*
“Woah…How you doing buddy? Went to see Mary? Is she, Ok?”
“She is fine dad. Mommy said she will be out of there in a week.”
“Is that so…..”
Jonh gave away into his sadness for a few moments as he saw his son goes to play with his friends. Seeing this his wife, although holding the heavy groceries, tries to warm him up as she presents her cheeck.
“Huh, What’s the matter sweethearth?”
“Nothing……Not even a welcome kiss?”
*kiss*
“Let me help you with the groceries.”
He takes the groceries from her hands.
“So what’s bothering you.”
“Nothing….”
“Hummm…..Then why the sad face?”
“……..I receive a letter from Cris.”
“I see…….”
They proceed into the common kitchen back at their lodge. Jonh sees Owen once again drawing into his notebook as Phyro watches.
“Son….We are going to make dinner. Bring Phyro too.”
“Right away,Daddy.”
“Fuaaaah”
The little steps of the echo through out the floor.
“What’s in for dinner daddy?”
“Don’t know, but should’nt you know you went with your mom.”
“No daddy I stayed in the hospital talking to Mary.”
*sizzle sizzle*
*chop chop chop*
Carol prepared the table as Jonh flipped over the steak. With every step of cooking he could feel the drowlling eyes of Owen and Phyro.
“It’s almost ready boys. Just hang on a minute.”
*gurguling*
“Ok….”
“Fuahhh…..”
In a few minutes Jonh brings to the table the steak and mashed potato he was making. He evenly cut the pice of meat and distribuited the mashed potato.
*munch munch munch*
“Slow down son, This deer meat so be careful. Tiny bites and chew It very well.”
“Okay daddy.”
With the little warning he turns his attention toward his wife. The little signal with his head Carol understand right away what he meant.
“Son.”
“What is It daddy?”
“I have a good and bad news for you and me.”
“Started with the good one than, daddy.”
“A mail man said you saved his life back at the museum.”
“Really!?!?!”
“Know him?”
“I don’t remember very much about It I just broke the locks and went into fighting.”
“Then be happy son. You’re a hero.”
“Just like you and mommy, right.”
“Hehehhe……Honey, you’re much more than us.”
“She is right son. More than we could even imagine. Just like thouse stories your mother told you about.”
Owen’s eyes glimers in exicitment
“What about the bad news then?”