Kidnapped By Assassins: A Hacker's Story

12. Pancakes, escape plans, Shrek Songs

Jordan Maston POV

Knox walks in. holding a plate of blueberry pancakes.

My Favourite...

Stupid stomach, I'm attempting to protest and you want to imitate Dory's whale talk from Finding Nemo.

"look, I know you don't want to talk to me, but you need to eat something." he says lowly.

He walks towards the bed and places the plate of pancakes in front of me and starts walking towards the door.

"Knox wait" I say. He turns around to face me.

"Belle told me. I'm so sorry"

"You have nothing to be sorry for. I'm the one who's sorry. i should have fought harder. You didn't deserve any of this. its my fault you're here. but they threatened my sister and-" he rambled.

"Knox you don't have to-"

"yes i do. i've lost you and I hadn't even met you in person. I understand that I'm a horrible person. for months I've been trying to find out but still don't know what Kane wants from you, but if he hurts you in any way i will kill him!"

i smile as he threaten's his mysterious boss. Kane

"i guess you're on guard duty now right? don't suppose you have two forks with you for these pancakes?" i ask arching an eyebrow. I can't stay angry at him, hell, Belle said he got beatings because he didn't want to do it, and her and Seth seem to be the only ones that wouldn't lie to me, probably only because I kissed them but each to their own right?

He pulls out 2 plastic forks and a plastic knife in unopened packets with a smile on his face. He then sits down on the bed opposite me, handing me a fork in the process. i slide further up onto the bed and rest my head against the wooden bedhead, while Knox is sitting or rather laying across the end of the bed. i start to laugh.

"what?" Knox asks.

"this wasn't what i had in mind, when we met for the first time." i laugh again as i stab the plastic fork into my side of the pancakes.

"i suppose not, how did you think we'd meet?"

"well..." i pause. "that you'd be waiting outside my house, riding a horse, wearing a bright neon green jumper, as you sang the fairy-god-mother rendition of 'Holding out for a hero' in Shrek 2." I reply.

"Are you f*****g serious?." he pauses. "I'd think I'd be better at Donkey's reprise of 'I'm a Believer" he said with a straight face.

"I was joking you weirdo!" I laugh as I take another forkful of blueberry pancake.

"well, I wasn't..." he huffs before laughing.

I missed this stuff. even though we'd do it all the time, about three months ago (when he was forced to find me) all the fun and face-palm worthy banter disappeared. and it hurt. we'd spend hours online talking about the most stupid stuff. and then it all of a sudden just stopped. the fun and weird Knox disappeared and the work-orientated Knox appeared.

"VJ? are you alright?" he asks.

I honestly don't know the answer. I miss my parents and my apartment and hell, even school.

"I don't know. how's your face by the way?" I ask, changing the subject.

"its fine. I deserved it anyways, I deserved all of it. I'm sorr-"

"quit apologising Knox, its not your fault, they made you do it, you don't have anything to be sorry for." I cut him off.

I'd had enough of him apologising for something he absolutely no control over. He couldn't change it, and neither could I. I'm here now and I can't change that. the only thing I can change is getting away from here and back to mum and dad.

A/n this conversation/scene occurs around when Jordan and the boys land in London. (not that it makes that much difference to the timeline I just don't want to confuse you.)

Mia Maston POV

"Mrs Maston please remain calm." the police officer tells me.

Calm? he expects calm? what the hell his wrong with him!

"I will not be calm! someone kidnapped my daughter! and they kill people! she says they kill people, she's on a plane to somewhere with them. Assassins!, and you expect me to calm down!" I yell flustered.

"Sweetheart, they are just trying to do their jobs" Ethan replies to me, as he envelops me in a hug.

"I'm sorry..." I say. He holds me for a moment and we pull apart as a new man walks into the house. He looks to be around 40 years of age and his grey hair is thinning atop his head.

"Mr and Mrs Maston, my name is Eric Anderson, I'm the lead Detective in Kidnappings and other serious crimes, It will be our top priority to get Jordan back to you safely." he says with a sincere look.

"I apologise for my outburst. J-Jordan's already been so much when she was younger and it finally seemed that she was heading in the right direction." I say lowly.

"it is alright Mrs Maston, I can only imagine how difficult this is for the both of you." the female officer replies. Ethan gestures to the couch and we sit down, with the female officer, who was introduced as officer Booth, sitting opposite us and Detective Anderson standing behind her and the other officer standing beside him with his arms crossed over his chest in what looked like defiance.

"now can you please tell us what happened?" she asks.

"Jordan got in trouble at school, she broke a boy's nose, but he had been pestering her for s*x for months. and I spoke to her boss and he said she left school and worked for the day, she got off at 4 o'clock and headed home to her apartment..." I'm cut off.

"her apartment?" the male officer scoffs. "so you don't even live together, so you have no idea about her kidnapping, she could have brought it on herself" he finishes smugly.. this man is starting to get on my nerves. Ethan squeezes my hand as he can see me getting angry again.

" she's 18 and we both travel a lot due to work, and we felt it was better that she'd stay in Somnerset. she knows all of her neighbours and they keep an eye on her." Ethan answers for me, most likely because he knew I was about to start yelling at him.

"she has always been independent, when she was in foster care...things happened and she had to grow up quickly, we didn't change her, and if you keep accusing her of things you know nothing about I suggest you get the hell out of my house." I finish angrily. he shuts his mouth, under protest by officer Booth.

"Mrs and Mr Maston, I apologise for officer David, he has only just started, and does not know when to hold his tongue, would you prefer if he waited outside?" Booth asks. I could see Officer David getting angry.

"I think that would be best." Ethan answers for the both of us and Officer David uncrosses his arms and storms out of the living room and leaves.

"Mrs Maston, please continue." Detective Anderson asks.

"yes, I kept on trying to call her but she wouldn't answer, she probably wasn't ready for me to lecture her" I laugh. "she's been in trouble before, she's too smart for her own good." I say. Anderson nods his head before he starts asking more questions.

"Could Jordan's kidnapping have something to do with her hacking ability?" he asks.

"her record should be sealed" Ethan replies sternly.

"it is Mr Maston, but in situations such as these we need to look into victimology, now could this have something to do with her hacking ability?"

"I'm not sure, she got caught when she was younger, but she says she's stopped, but she could be lying and just that she hasn't gotten caught again." I reply. Anderson nods again. I feel like I'm betraying her, but she can hate me for the rest of her life as long she is back in my arms.

"is there anyone that you think would not only be capable to do this but also have a reason to?" Anderson asks.

"What? No. Jordan may have gotten in trouble when she was younger but I cant think of anyone who would do this." I reply slightly annoyed.

"are Jordan's Biological parents in the picture?" officer Booth asks.

"No. they gave her up for adoption when she was born. they have never been in the picture. she was in and out of foster care from the ages of 4 to 7 years old. then we came and adopted her." I reply with my voice breaking.

"alright Officer Booth, I think that is enough for the moment, we will keep you in the loop, when we have information on the whereabouts of Jordan." Anderson tells us as officer Booth stands up and walks out.

"Thank you." Ethan says and he stands up and shakes Anderson's hand.

We were then left to our own thoughts.

Jordan Maston POV

"So you don't know why I here?" I ask Knox. We've been in the room for most of the night. I can see the sun coming up now. the Pancakes were devoured hours ago, and I can say that they were the best pancakes I have had in years. Knox and I have been talking about the most random stuff and reminiscing over all out stupid calls and moments. I found out that his sister is 22 with a three year old daughter. he kept on apologising and I then punched his arm.

-flashback-

"when our parents died, I didn't know what to do, I suppose that's why I called you." he chuckles. "how long were you on the phone with me?" he asks.

"I think it was like 5 and a half hours or something. you just wanted to hear my voice, and I ran out of things so say. So I started singing terribly to you." I laugh.

"you weren't that bad when you sang Swedish House Mafia's Don't You worry child"

"I was horrible with all the songs I sang to you." I reply.

"no you weren't I absolutely loved when you were rapping R. Kelly's Cookie, who'd think that a girl could rap like that with such a s****l song. hell I even recorded it!" he hollers.

"what?! you recorded it? why would you do that?" I asked through laughter.

"its my ringtone." he says as he wipes away a tear escaping from his eye from laughing too much. he pulls out his phone and plays the recording.

Let's wake up? It's dinner time, Yo turn up

Pull up to the crib and a nigga on silk, Come f**k with a nigga

'Bout to bang on a p***y like I'm on throwing up Crip, f**k with a nigga

You gon' wanna come claim this d**k, f**k with a nigga, f**k with a nigga, Come f**k with a nigga

Ooh, she rollercoastered on it, Ooh, she threw it up her alley, Ooh, then beat the p***y til its Blue, girl you know I got that good yeah

Mm like an Oreo, I love to lick the middle like an Oreo (Turn up), Oreo, Oreo, like an Oreo

I wanna bite it, and get inside it til I get you gone, Ooh, like an Oreo, I love to lick the middle like an Oreo (Turn up), Oreo, Oreo, like an Oreo

I wanna bite it, and get inside it til I get you gone, You wanna know how I get down?, You wanna know how I get down?

You wonder how I'm the best and can do all this with my mouth?, You wanna know how I get down?, You wanna know how I get down?

You wonder how I'm the best and can do all this with my mouth?, Cookie, cookie, cookie, I'm a cookie monster, Break your back, crack it open like a lobster, Ay, I kill the p***y, dig a, Grave, she grab the wood like grippin', Grain, I told her put it in my face,, Let it rain, let it rain, Mm like an Oreo

I love to lick the middle like an Oreo (Turn up), Oreo, Oreo, like an Oreo, I wanna bite it, and get inside it til I get you gone, Mm like an Oreo, I love to lick the middle like an Oreo (Turn up), Oreo, Oreo, like an Oreo, I wanna bite it, and get inside it til I get you gone

You wanna know how I get down?, You wanna know how I get down?, You wonder how I'm the best and can do all this with my mouth?, You wanna know how I get down?, You wanna know how I get down?

You wonder how I'm the best and can do all this with my mouth?, Girl I've got a sweet tooth, Ain't nothin' sweeter than you

I'mma eat it up, beat it up, til you holler out truce, My bed can be your stage, and I'mma make you a star, Your legs in the air and my hand all off up in your cookie jar

Yeah I'm hittin' the spot on your map, thats me going on tour, My Tom Ford your Just Cavalli that's clothes all on the floor, You throwin' ass, I'm catchin' it, The neighbors keepin' score, Louie Armstrong, I pick you up, eat that against the door like

Mm like an Oreo, I love to lick the middle like an Oreo (Turn up), Oreo, Oreo, like an Oreo, I wanna bite it, and get inside it til I get you gone, You wanna know how I get down?

You wanna know how I get down?, You wonder how I'm the best and can do all this with my mouth?, You wanna know how I get down?, You wanna know how I get down?, You wonder how I'm the best and can do all this with my mouth?

Cookie monster, cookie monster

I sit there and listen to my rendition of my favourite song. with something mixed with pride and horror. its hot?! Sue me.

"Are you Kidding me Knox?!" I slap him on the arm and laugh.

"No, I'm not. it was hilarious, you should see the looks I get when it goes off in public." he laughs.

"I can imagine." I retort, laughing.

God it was so embarrassing. I was on my time of the month and was horny as hell, and honestly, any girl who doesn't have a 'I'm Horny playlist' they are lying to the world and themselves. You know I'm right.

"VJ?" I'm taken out of my thoughts with Knox calling my name, well, nickname anyway.

"yeah?" I ask

"I am sor-" I cut him off and punch him in the arm.

"I swear to god if you keep apologising, I will hit you!" I answer angrily throwing my arms up in the air for dramatics.

"okay, okay" he raises his hands up in defence. "don't break my nose, or kick me in the chest" he laughs.

"eh...no promises" I say, and sneak a glance at Knox who looked scared. I sympathetically patted on his shoulder and laughed.

-present-

"No. like I said, Kane kept us in the dark. we only know that he wanted you for some reason. and he sent Leo, Miles and Jace to get you, and then you met Eli, who really hate you by the way..." he pauses.

"Yes, well, the feeling is mutual. Besides, I like f*****g with him, he deserves it anyways" I answer and Knox laughs at me.

"I know how you feel, but unfortunately I'm just a hacker, not an Assassin, but working with them for a year I've picked up a few things." he says.

"So what happens now?" I ask as I lean up against the headboard of the bed. Knox is laying across the foot of the bed on his back, propped up on his elbows.

"Apparently we're taking you to HQ tomorrow, and Kane is meant to be there, but I don't know what is happening." he replies sadly.

Aww he cares about me?

it seems like it.

but I still don't know if I can trust him.

although, I am sure I can trust him more than the others. but Seth and Belle don't seem that bad.

god. I am actually seriously tired. but I need to stay awake.

"VJ, try and get some sleep. you're gonna need it for tomorrow. I'll be outside the door." Knox replies, as though he can read my mind. I nod slowly and yawn. "okay" I say quietly. "this is Belle's room, so there should be some clothes in the wardrobe." he says as he opens the door and leaves. I stand up wearily and walk towards the wardrobe, I looked around quite sleepily and opened a draw and saw an oversized night-shirt with the words 'I'm so sleepy' written on it.

"hell yes" I saw to myself. don't you just love it when your clothes speak to you? yes. me too.

I strip off the jacket, shirt and leggings and socks and place them in a laundry hamper which resided next to me.

Even though I didn't actually go anywhere, except the roof. but that doesn't count.

I then unclip the bra and rip, I mean rip it off. it is the most heavenly feeling for any woman ever. I was just in my three quarter singlet and my underwear. and pull the oversized nightie on and walk towards the bed, pull the blankets up over me.

HQ tomorrow. and finally meeting the Boss. sounds wonderful doesn't it? yeah I thought so too. *immense sarcasm used*

it wasn't long until I was out.