Amethyst's POV

I open the door, walk in and close it. I then hug the living daylights out of Edmund and Nana. I let tears fall down my face. I'm so glad they are okay.

"I'm so sorry. I never should have let this happen. I should have been here to protect you. Both of you," I say in between sobs.

"Its okay. Can you stop crying? When you cry it makes me want to cry," Edmund says while wiping my tears.

I hug him again. What would I do without him?

"What they do to you? Both of you," I ask.

"Well when i was in school, the principal said that my dad was here. And I said I dont have a dad. I went anyways because I was confused. I went and saw that a dude thats been following us was there. He sai-," I cut him off.

"There was a guy following us? For how long?" I am really confused.

"Ever since we went for breakfast," he says confused.

"What does he look like?" Hopefully it wasn't actually his dad.

"He has dark brown hair. Grey eyes. He looked around your age," he answers.

Good. It wasn't his real dad. If it was we would have to move and we were just getting comfortable here. "Okay go on," I say.

"He said to the principal that he wanted to take me out of school so we could talk. I tried to argue with the principal to let me stay, but she made me go. Then he took me into a black van and put a blindfold on me. He then took me into a room with Nana and left us there until you came. I'm so glad you came," he starts hugging me like no tommorow.

"How 'bout we bake some cupcake? You can pick the flavour?" I ask. All i want to do is lift his mood up.

"Yes! Chocolate cupcakes with vanilla icing here I come! Graghhh!" He tried to do a war cry but failed miserably.

He ran into the kitchen screaming. I laugh so hard that my stomach hurts and tears start falling down my face.

I run into the kitchen when i start hearing pots and pans clanging together. Edmund has all the stuff we need to get started.

We finish with the batter and put it in the oven. While they are cooking we decide to make chocolate chip cookies too.

When the cupcakes are done we throw the cookies in. When the cupcakes are cool enough we frost them.

I dip my finger into the frostung and plop it on Edmund's nose. He crinkles his nose and tries to wipe it off with his sleeve.

I let a sigh. I'm so glad I got them back.

Brian's POV

Did she really think I'd give up that easily? Ha. It's not over.

Hey... I'm so sorry for not being able to update as much as I used to. I'm writing on a diffrent device then normally.

~ anything_but_sad