Journey Through the Heart
by Rhiannon and AJ
Ariel, Jason, and Brennan stood in a cluster on the stairs of their home, watching as the Secret Service worked to free the President's personal aide from the trunk he was locked in. They were all keeping a close eye on their mother and on the President.
The President looked completely amused by the whole situation. He was doing an excellent job at keeping the grin off his face, but there was no hiding the mischievous twinkle that sparkled in his eyes.
Their mother, however, was another story...
Abbey was standing in the middle of her living room. Her arms were crossed, her jaw was set and her right eyebrow was up around her hairline. Her eyes were, somehow, gleaming darker than usual.
Jason looked at his brother and sister, "We're not going to be able to get out of this one..."
Ariel shook her head, "Nope."
"Not a chance," Brennan added a little too loudly, for Abbey's head snapped in their direction the moment she heard his voice. All three of her children shrank back under her dark glare.
Moments later, the lock on the trunk popped open and the Secret Service was helping Charlie out. The young man squinted, trying to adjust his vision. The first thing he saw were Ariel, Jason, and Brennan on the stairs, "I'm never going to get near anything with a lock with you three around."
Abbey sighed as she walked foreword, "I am so sorry they did this Charlie." She glanced back at her children, "And they are too."
"I'm sorry," the three replied in unison, getting their mother's signal at once.
Charlie waved it off, "It's okay, Dr. Erlich." He turned to his President, "But I am never baby-sitting for you again, sir... ever... sir."
Jed barely contained his mirth, "I completely understand, Charlie." He glanced over at Abbey who shot him a look that plainly told him that she found nothing about this situation funny. "Charlie, why don't you go on home..."
"Yes, sir." Charlie replied. "Goodnight ma'am."
"Goodnight Charlie," Abbey replied. "And thank you."
"You're welcome," Charlie responded, hurrying out the door.
Jed could almost predict what was to come next. He turned to Ron Butterfield, "Ron, why don't all of you go on outside? The house is secure from the inside..."
Ron nodded, "Yes, Mr. President." Within moments, there were only five people in the house.
Abbey waited until her front door closed and then she turned to her children, "Now... as for the three of you..."
"May I speak Mom?" Brennan asked, an angel expression painted across his face.
"Choose your words very carefully," Abbey warned.
"I think I speak for Ariel and Jason when I say that I would like to have the opportunity to go to my room and think about this night and everything that went on for a very long time." Brennan said.
"I'm glad," Abbey replied. "Because all three of you are grounded until you're thirty. I'm not going to say or do anything at this moment, because I'm genuinely afraid of what I might do to the three of you. Go to your rooms, now."
The trio turned, as one, and went up the stairs without a sound. Abbey shook her head and turned back to Jed.