Unhappenings

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Christopher waited impatiently for Christine to get to the hospital he was half elated high off the morphine and half worried about something though he wasn’t sure what. As she pulled up he walked over to her car and tried mentally to figure out what it was again. He knew it was something to do with trying to hide the real reason for the injury from his mother. He was half distracted from the one nurse hitting on him, which was slightly unprofessional but he didn’t really say anything. Angry nurse meant he’d have to wait longer and now that the morphine was in full swing he was glad he didn’t. As Christine stopped the car he turned after she said that mom had found out already and cursed. ”Well f*cking great, if she doesn’t kill me then my life is pretty much over anyway.”

As they walked in he literally jumped as their mother started yelling at him then tried to force his anger back as she started smacking him. The one time he was a teen he had hit back in retaliation, she nearly killed him, instead dad had calmed her down but she still grounded him four months. He shook his head and let her hit him, he was sure anyway that even Christine would stop her from doing something to make him learn not to. He blinked as she turned on Christine, ”It’s my fault anyway I talked her into it.” He blurted out before thinking about what that actually meant ((putting the full blame on himself)). As she scolded them both and sent them to their room Christopher scoffed and turned around to leave though their mother was in the way and the death glare that Christine gave him, probably reading his intentions made him stop.

He turned and looked towards the back door only to see their dad sitting in a chair in front of it drinking a beer with a smile on his face. ”God f*ck…We’re not kids anymo…” He almost flinched expecting to be smacked again but shook his head and turned to go upstairs. He walked into his room and immediately laid down on his bed. He would’ve locked his door but that was useless in this family anyway, plus he was sure that Christine would bug him eventually and his mom most likely would come up to talk to him privately anyway. He finally figured that’s why his gut was sending him mixed emotions, telling him she was upset, and at him. ”F*ck…”

Jack got up and walked over to Jenny with the beer still in his hand and place his other hand on her shoulder. ”Remember to breath.” He was worried that she was getting too stressed about things lately and was taking it out on the kids, regardless of them being adults now, he knew they both felt that they'd always be kids to them. Though they were braking many rules so that part was understandable. ”Christine is doing good in school, she deserves a few little breaks alone and plus she’s as strong as you are. I’m sure if anyone tried to mess with her they’d regret it. And Christopher… while not being strong in every ability his telepathy is rank B if you remember. I’m sure if something were to happen he’d be able to read the thoughts and get out alive. Also I’m pretty sure that’s why he wants to be a cop, most likely a detective.” Frederick had warned Jack that Christopher was thinking about it, apparently Christopher had asked Frederick for a reference, not that he really needed one with Jenny being a Senator now. ”Go up and talk to them in a bit or I will.”  

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Christopher had been laying on his bed for a while and sighed. The thought of escaping had crossed his mind more than once. Though while he knew he probably could he figured if his mother caught him after that he’d most likely be in deep s**t. Though they weren’t really kids anymore so the grounding thing really couldn’t stick, especially since Christine had school and he was working part time anyway besides doing the police training. Part of the agreement he made with her, if he wasn’t going to school he had to find a job because she wasn’t letting him sit around all day. He had complained that their father did exactly that but was quickly reminded that their father had an injured hand (which limited what kind of jobs he could hold) and was still dealing with PTSD. He grabbed his ipad and sent Christine a message through the app they developed randomly one day that automatically deleted all messages and anything stored online after a while (cause they probably just got bored one day). ”I need out. I know I shouldn’t but I can’t just sit here.” He wasn’t really asking her for help but just letting her know if she was coming to talk to him he may not be there too much longer.

He got up and grabbed his phone and wallet and was going to the window. It was two floors up but going through the police training he’d be able to manage though he still stopped and regarded his injury. He didn’t even know his door had opened until he heard their father speak. ”Going somewhere?” Christopher whirred around to see Jack with two beers in his hand glaring at him. ”I wouldn’t do that right now, Nathanial and Matthias are down there and your mother explicitly told them that if you two escaped again, especially tonight she’d castrate them and if they survived they wouldn’t be able to find any jobs in this line of work ever again. So don’t think they won’t hesitate to rough you up a bit if needed.” ”Sounds like her.” ”Indeed.” Jack tossed the second unopened beer at Christopher and motioned him to the two chairs in the room (Christine’s doing, she was sick of sitting on the floor or his bed so made him get like couch chairs XD). Christopher sighed and sat down taking the bottle opener from Jack and opened his beer.

”Figured you’d want one, though don’t tell your mother, I’m sure with the pain meds you’re on she’d flip if she found out.” Topher hesitated at the mention of that but shrugged and took a long swig of the beer anyway. ”Why do you just stand back and take her s**t?” Jack blinked and sighed. ”I’m sure you’ve heard the story.” ”A few times, I still don’t fully believe everything.” Jack laughed a bit and sighed. ”My twin brother is a sadistic psycho b*****d, I understand you not believing since you’ve never seen evidence of him. Your mother won’t have any lying around to remind her and I won’t either.” ”Family is family though.” ”Yes, though he killed our parents in cold blood and Jenny’s mother.” ”I thought you killed he…” Jack visibly winced at the words and shook his head. ”No. If the ranking system was around back then Maxwell would’ve been near the top or above Rank A for Telepathy. He forced me to do it, I was weakened and not strong enough to keep him out.” ”The whole torture thing… right.” Jack glared and lifted his left hand showing his missing fingers. He had prosthetics at this point but only wore them in public. ”I didn’t cut these off myself. You know what, pull the memory out.”

Christopher blinked. His parent’s had specifically forbade him to pull any memories from family, especially them. ”You sure.” ”Should be easy to do, I’m thinking about things from it all you have to do is jump in and dive a bit further.” ”You’ll experience it too though.” ”I experience that almost weekly if not more than once a week.” Topher hesitated and nodded diving into his fathers thoughts. He got to the memory quickly and watched things unravel. The torture, their Grandmother being brought in, threatening Jack, which explained where his Mother and Christine got that from. He watched as Jack put full attention on himself and winced as the fingers were cut, watching Maxwell hold up the ring. Good god he looked just like his father, at least in the memory (Jack is older and changed his hair quite differently, mostly in fear of Jenny mistaking him in a dazed sleepy state for Maxwell XD). He pushed the memory forward and watched Jack kill Ciara though saw the struggle as he tried not to. He literally laughed as their mother kicked Maxwell’s a** and then opened his eyes after she emptied the full clip of her gun on him.

”Overkill much?” Jack was visibly shaken and Topher noticed it took him a while to regain himself. ”I wasn’t able to help, weakened and literally knocking on death’s door. Your mother was royally pissed because well he killed your grandmother, almost killed me, threatened her, and you two, and her father, he wanted the whole family dead.” ”So what does that have to do with mom not wanting me to be a cop.” Jack smiled at that and laughed. ”Mostly, because they took that gun as evidence and never gave it back, it was a gift from her mother if I remember right. That and if you remember back when you were in elementary the episode with the bikers. They were let go literally the day after with nothing more than fine.” Jack shook his head and sighed. ”A few other minor things, though most of her dealings with police officers hasn’t been pleasant.” ”The laws she’s pushing making it a fire-able offense if they discriminate even minor against psychics and even depending on their bluntness laws that can land themselves in jail.”

Jack nodded and sighed. ”You’re lucky you got in, the officer dealing with the training DOES NOT like your mother, I’m surprised he even called to tell her you had injured yourself and was sent to the nearby ER.” Jack laughed at that, he remember the cop after hearing the name from Jenny as being one of the ones she threatened to watch his hospital room after that whole ordeal. ”How did she get away with that stuff?” ”Frederick mostly, though with me having visible torture they were very convinced it was self-defense.” ”That guy always pushes me the hardest and never gives me a break, not that I really care, at least he’s not letting me slack off like some of the others. Some are his favorites and get away with doing s**t but nothing has happened that would make me punch them. Sure they at first looked at me like I was a freak, everyone knew me because of mom but once we got into physical training and defense they backed right the f*ck up and shut up.” Jack only smirked and nodded. He was scrawny looking and had a few biker peeps threaten him once though once he took the first brute down the others backed off, well that and Jenny had showed up holding a gun and had two bodyguards with her also aiming guns at the guys.  

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Christopher could tell that Christine was standing outside his door and listening (gut feeling). He wasn’t too surprised at the interruption but still glared at her as she spoke. He recalled her warning so he knew she knew what actually happened. He didn’t really want to say anything about having a crush, Christine had met her once so she already knew that fact but he was sure his sister wanted him to talk about their Uncle being there. ”I fell ok, that…” She said something about a person distracting him and he shot a death dagger glare at her. He was about to get up and push her out but with their dad being right there he didn’t want to cause a scene. ”I thought I saw you there.” He looked over to Jack and sighed. ”It was Maxwell.”

Jack was about to say it wasn’t him but stopped and almost dropped the bottle in his hand when Topher mentioned Maxwell. ”Jenny get in here now.” ”You’re sure?” Topher nodded and sighed, ”Something about looking at him made me lose my balance and I fell, he laughed right after, though I swear I didn’t see his mouth move.” Jack paused and finished off his beer. ”Have you seen him anywhere else?” ”Not really.” ”See this is exactly why your mother is pissed for you two escaping your guards, they’re there for a reason, even if annoying at times.” Topher rolled his eyes and stared at Christine. ”It makes it hard to have any serious social life.” Jack blinked, they’ve had that “talk” a while ago but neither of the twins mentioned anything about a relationship, though he heard rumors of both of them having small flings when they were in high school.

”I understand you and mom having them but we can’t ever have a normal life with someone always there.” ”You can, the guards are trained to be there even if not allowed in the same room, it’s not like they’re going to watch…” Topher blushed at his father’s words and smiled a bit. ”They’d better not.” Though he knew Matthias had a crush on Christine so he might now allow anyone to get THAT close to her. He smiled at the thought and looked at her, she probably figured that out a while ago. He thought at time she had had a crush on Nathaniel but she insisted she didn’t. He wasn’t sure if it was because they were there as a job and not to socialize, though they had pretty much grown up together so some friendship was expected. Nathaniel was only two years older than them whereas Matthias was five years older, so he wouldn’t be too surprised if Christine did have feelings for him.  

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Christopher listened and sighed as his sister went off. At her comment about him not being smart he flipped her off. He had gotten used to her bluntness so it didn’t really catch him off guard, though he only held it up quickly enough for her to see. If their mom saw him doing that she’d probably go off on him. Though he and his sister were known to go back and forth in somewhat obscene banter and enough to the point that their parents stopped trying to get them to stop, only forcing them not to do so much of it in public.

Jack smiled at the thought of Jenny worrying, good that was the point, he shook his head and then nodded. He was about to jump in when Christine went off and started saying stuff about the same subject he was talking about with Topher. ”Do you not understand that we’ve nearly lost our lives more than a couple of times? And NOT because of your Uncle either. People do not like the new laws and will do anything to stop them which means putting you two in harm to get at your mother if they can’t get to her themselves.” He shook his head and sighed a bit standing up to stretch. ”While our main concern is Maxwell there are other extremist groups that will do anything to stop your mother regardless of breaking any laws or killing people to do so.”

”Yeah well I still don’t see the big huff about me becoming a cop, I’m actually already enrolled to be a detective thanks to Fre…” Christopher stopped himself from saying anything beyond that. He had a feeling that his father was already warned by Frederick but wasn’t sure if their mother knew anything about it. The look on her face and then the glare she gave his father made him sure that she hadn’t, at least in person (she probably popped the thought out of him or Jack, when they acted weird about something). ”WAIT. Before you get mad at him I’m the one who asked for a reference. Uncle Frederick knows my personal strengths and how well my telepathy ability works and considering he has a Military Rank I thought I’d have a better chance getting in with him as a reference.” Topher sighed, ”I can’t sit still long enough thanks to your own GENES. So being a cop for a while might actually be good. Plus I can work into the cases of who is doing what to stop you once I become a detective, and I’m sure knowing these things from a inside source will help you greatly.”  

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”Dummy buttface.” Topher replied mentally to Christine and stuck his tongue out at her. Sure he was a bit childish at the moment but the drugs and beer were counteracting each other. He was surprised his mother hadn’t said anything about him having a beer while on strong pain killers. Right at the moment after standing up he felt slightly light headed but felt good in general at the moment. He agreed with his sister about letting the people try to get at them. He figured with Christine’s abilities being almost off the charts and his telepathy being quite strong that they could manage to get themselves out of any sticky situation. They had before but they agreed to not tell their mother about it. The guys were complete newbies anyway and they were easy to deal with even with minimal power use.

Jack frowned at the comment and almost said something along the lines of at least she wasn’t with Maxwell but stopped himself knowing he’d get smacked for the comment and be in the “dog house” for a while with Jenny. ”I take full responsibility for that. Besides craziness runs in the family so not too surprising you have ADHD since I have ADD.” Jack smirked and walked towards the door to leave. ”We should probably let them talk, I’m sure Chris will sort him out, she usually does. And besides Nathaniel and Matthias are BOTH OUTSIDE patrolling, so don’t try anything. And besides… CHRISTOPHER, you’re injured and on pain killers, you need to stay here.” Jack watched Christopher visibly sigh and frown but then nod. ”I wont, I… honestly I was going to but right now I think I need to lay down so I don’t fall over.” Well, now Jack was sure Jenny would yell at him for giving Topher the beer.  

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Toby had been told to not travel to another time before. Grandma had told him if he did again she’d ground him from everything in the lab, forever. Right now though after talking with his dad he had to decide to go back or not. His dad had asked him to do a favor but Toby hadn’t agreed to it fully. He would get in trouble for doing it but his dad said he’d take most of the blame for asking him to do it. So what if Aunt Chris did something in the past, he didn’t really want to try to fix that. But his dad told him to let her do it but to stop him from going. ”You were like what twenty-one when that happened? And why can’t you do it yourself?” ”Yes and because there’s consequences to deal with when seeing yourself in a different age, nothing physically noticeable but there’s a lot that can happen mentally.” Toby shook his head and started to say no but changed his mind. ”I’m not as strong as you we…are, how am I supposed to stop you?” Toby blinked as his dad handed him a gun, well a weird looking one and he almost gave it back. ”It’s a dart gun, it’ll just knock, younger me out is all.” ”Grandma will kill me if she realizes it’s me.” ”I’ll worry about that.”

That was about an hour ago and now Toby set the time right to the minute after his Aunt had escaped with the help of Frederick and popped into his Grandparent’s living room with a loud pop. As he looked around he noticed them sitting there staring where he just appeared although Frederick looked like he had almost fallen over in his chair. He looked around again then smiled. ”Right time, good.” He looked over to his Grandma, well her younger self and ran up and hugged her. ”Don’t kill me for this later, dad made me do it.” ”Do w… who made you do what?” ”Dad made me, Gramps.” Jack blinked at the word and looked at Jenny. He had already figured they were related as the young boy looked almost like a splitting image of younger Christopher. ”Christopher made you do it?” The boy nodded and turned as his dad entered the room pointing a gun in the area then stopped.

Topher had been nearly in a deep sleep when he heard a loud pop that woke him and to him at the moment sounded like a gunshot. He fell out of bed trying to get up quickly and grabbed his pistol from under the mattress. It wasn’t his service pistol, they hadn’t gotten to the point of allowing them to take the guns on a regular basis. This was one his parents bought and trained him to use, at his repeated requests. He popped his head out into the hallway after opening the door slowly and looked around, there wasn’t any shouting or anything besides the loud bang and now he was curious. He looked down the hall to Christine’s door and sighed, he already could tell she wasn’t home. Walking to living room he found Uncle Frederick, his parents, and a young boy. Topher blinked at the boy and stared at him for a long while. ”Am I still high or does he look exactly like I did when I was younger?” The boy merely smiled at him then pulled out a weird gun and fired. The boy was quicker than expected and Topher was about to raise his gun but felt a dart hit his neck then instantly felt groggy again. ”You little…” He toppled back luckily and passed out on the floor.

Jack almost got up and smacked Toby but stopped as he noticed that Topher was just sleeping again now. ”Ok, explain yourself, NOW.” Toby visibly winced and Jack thought the boy was about to start crying but shook his head as to rid himself of the thought of doing so. ”HE asked me to do that. Aunty Christine is not home now.” Toby glanced over at Frederick who coughed and tried to loosen the collar on his shirt but failed. ”Sh… god damn it.” Toby stopped Jack from getting up and looked at his grandparents. ”They need to do this, I needed to do that. Topher would’ve been a dumbass and gone after her causing more damage. Aunty can handle herself quite efficiently and told me about this night. She won’t get hurt, maybe a single scratch or two but she’s too strong for THAT a** to hurt her.” Jack sat back down but shot a warning glare at Frederick who looked like he wanted to leave that instant.  

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Toby looked over to his grandmother and frowned, he hadn’t expected her to ask for details, he wasn’t really given much. ”She just bumps into a few things herself, the only injuries she gets. She manages to sneak up on whatshisface and shoots him right in the head. She said that part was easy but she only had slight problems after dealing with the fact that she actually killed someone, regardless of who he is.” Toby shook his head and sat down where Jack was sitting after he and Frederick listened to move Topher.

”Augh he’s f*cking heavier than I thought” ”Mostly muscle, kid loves his weights, can’t seem to get him to even skip one time.” ”Makes you look like a wimp.” ”You know from experience that I’m not.” Jack had actually decked Frederick in the face after saying something uncalled for to Jenny, not that she couldn’t have dealt with Frederick herself, Jack had just happened to be super pissed off that day (didn’t sleep much cause of the baby twins). ”Yeah yeah, you and your god damn high school gymnastics.” ”My mother wouldn’t let me get into physical sports much because she was afraid of injuries.” They both grunted as they lifted Topher up higher to throw him (gently) on his bed.

Toby looked up at Jenny and smiled a bit. ”She really didn’t tell me much besides that other than she still has some bad dreams from it but very rarely anymore.” ”Bad dreams from what?” ”Killing your psycho twin.” ”That was blunt.” ”You expect anything relatively normal from this family?” Frederick had gotten used to the whole time travel thing well before. He had told jack that Lexa visited him once to explain a few things if she ever had to grab him but never actually did. ”I thought there were rules to underage time traveling.” Toby looked away and sighed, ”Idiot, why do you think I asked her not to kill me later right away for doing this? Plus that trigger happy idiot in the other room would’ve ruined things if he went to help Aunty, he’s good at his job but he’s never been able to sneak up on that guy like Aunty.” Toby hadn’t explained that Aunt Christine had actually told Topher to send him, he had eave dropped on that conversation (though he figured they knew he was there) and just forgot about it until his dad asked him to come here.  

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Toby looked up at Jenny and smiled, then frowned when she answered her phone and started talking most likely to Aunty. ”Well she sounds upset so I might as well point out that she told me if I told anyone she cried like a big baby right after that she’d kill me.” He sighed and glanced over at Jack and Frederick and stepped in front of Jack as he went to go help Jenny console Chris. ”Out of the way.” ”You never really purposely killed anyone so you don’t exactly know how to console her properly, she has.” He pointed at Jenny as she continued to try to calm Chris.

”Why is everyone in your family stubborn?” Both Jack and Toby pointed at Jenny and laughed a bit at the reaction. ”I can be, but mostly from her side, you’ve met her mother and father so you know what they can be like as well.” ”You’d think you would raise your kids to not be stubborn.” ”We’ve tried, only makes matters worse, plus it makes us look stubborn anyway.” ”They’re not THAT bad, though with all the s**t that happens from here out their rules and dealing with things are quite understandable.” Jack glanced down with a questioning look to Toby only to have the boy shake his head at him. ”Certain things I cannot say, she made that rule very clear.”

”PIECE OF s**t!” Topher woke up with a start moving his hand like he was still holding a gun but realized his hand was empty. His head was pounding and he could’ve sworn he was shot by himself but younger. ”Augh what the f*ck?” He tried to mentally talk to Christine to ask her to come talk to him but she wasn’t home. Everything clicked back into place as he moved off his bed and made his way to the front room again. ”I’m going to kill you you little f*cking brat.” Topher had snuck right up on the group and grabbed Toby only to have his father push him away. ”Calm the f*ck down and sit down.” ”I don’t nee…” He got a death glare from both parents and sat his a** down. ”Where the HELL is Christine?”