Eli Jackson-Fire at the Jareds

3 Fire At Jared's

I was face to face with the assassin. He grabbed me by my collar and threw me to the wall. I covered my face and fell, I groaned and looked up.

"Eli!" Jared tried to get to me but the assassin grabbed him by the back of his shirt and elbowed the back of his neck.

Jared yelped and fell. He rolled on his back. The assassin pulled him up and punched his stomache. Jared bent and went for my gun on the small shelf next to the door. But the assassin grabbed it before him and shot me.

My eyes widened and I weazed in a breath as blood slid down my stomach. "Eli!" Jared yelled and looked at me.

He struggled from the assassin and punched his face. The assassin ducked and kicked his feet, tripping Jared.

Jared fell flat on his face. He scrambled away, almost falling again. The assassin shot his leg. He cried out and fell on his side, hugging his leg and looked up at the big guy.

"This is Eli Jackson. We need back up fast. Repeat, we need back up."

The assassin looked back at me as I weazed that into the walkie-talkie. He growled, that growl sure didnt sound human. He walked to me, holding that same knife he used to kill Danny and Conner Jr. I looked up at him, glaring but scared.

Suddenly Jared was on him. The assassin spun around but fell. Jared punched his face. He swung the knife at Jared's face, it cut his cheek. Jared flinched.

We heard guards kick open my door and come in, careful though.

The assassin grabbed Jared round the neck and tossed him to my bed. Jared crashed into the side and broke it. I scrambled up and stumbled away from him.

I grabbed my gun and aimed.

"Go ahead, shoot me," he said w/ a crooked smile.

I looked at him nervous, my finger wrapped around the trigger.

He stood. "Dont move!" I shouted, the guards were coming to me.

I was suddenly filled w/ hatred of this guy, the guy that killed my kids. And now was my chance to get him. I glared at him. Jared sat up and looked at me, nervous. The guards looked at me, unsure.

I pulled the trigger.



I groaned and woke up in my couch. I looked around. Jared was standing over me. Guards were in my house, looking around.

I sat up, "What's going on?" I asked Jared.

"There looking for the bomb," Jared at by me.

"Bomb?! What bomb?!"

He yelped and covered his face. He looked at me from between his arms and when he was almost sure I wouldnt yell again, he stuttered, "Th-the assas-assassin mention-tioned a bomb in y-your house." He lowered his arms.

I looked around. The I groaned and looked down. My hand was clutching my chest. I removed my hand and looked at it, I swayed, "Wa-what happened?" the was blood on my hand from my chest. I leaned on Jared. I was weak from whatever happened to my chest and the bullet in y stomach.

He picked my up, and, as ordered by the guards, carried me to the healers. I was trembling, I felt numb. When did I get shot there?

I closed my eyes, weazing w/ the bullet in my stomach. I looked up at Jared. He seemed a little nervous.

I guess it was the fact that I'm hurt and a lil dizzy that Jared looked kinda like I imagine Conner would look like right now. Messy brown hair, a caring and concerned yet goofy look. I rest my head on his shoulder. He looked down at me.  I closed my eyes and seemed to wake up in a dream.



I looked around, confused. Everything like...crystal. The 'sky' was everything, it seemed. I was standing in something that felt like water yet not wet or cold</i>. I was standing in a fog, not thick at all. I looked around, "Jared?!" I called. My voice echoed. I would normally be nervous, but I felt calm.

"Eli," a familiar and impossible voice said from behind me.

I slowly turned around. There he was. Standing not far from me. His brown hair longer than I remembered. His green eyes happy. His face was scarred and proved he's been through a lot. It was the only person I really wanted to see more than anyone.

"Conner!" I yelled, happy and ran to him. It was like I stepped on broken glass. I started to fall. "Conner!" I screamed desprately, holding up my hand for him to grab and pull me up.

But he didnt grab my hand. He didnt pull me up. He didnt call out my name. He didnt start to cry for me. He didnt move. He just watched me. He juss stood there. It was like he turned to glass and shattered.

"CONNER!" I screamed desprate.



"Eli, wake up!" Jared was shaking me.

I sat up fast and looked around. My chest and stomach was bandaged, I wasnt wearing a shirt. I was in room at the hopsital.

Tears filled my eyes. Jared looked at me worried. I hugged him, crying in his chest.

He let me. He was nervous, I knew that, but he let me. Something that might take a lot of guts for a guy like him.



Two years later, I've finally got to the point where I can control myself about my family. I dont get anymore dreams, not a lot anyway. I can go to work and act like nothing happened; which is being careless and doing crazy things.

I had the day off, something I hadnt gotten in a while. I was at the stables, petting the horse Conner had gotten me. Artemis, he called her.

She snorted, twitchy to get out. "Ok, ok, Art. I'll take you for a ride," I said, smiling. I opened her stall and got her ready. Then I got on her and clicked my tongue. She trotted out and neighed, happy to finally get out of that hot stall. She quickened into a gallop and we headed to the field where she could go anywhere she wanted, w/o me having to lead her so much. I laughed, enjoying the ride.

We were enjoying ourselves, until there was a huge explosion. Art reared and whinied as well as some of the other fine horses in the field. I looked back. "No. No!" I kicked Art's sides and she gallop in the direction I led her, to Jared's house.

His house was on fire. I knew he was in there. He had told me that he had the day off and would be lazy that morning, and it was still morning.

"Jared!" I called as I jumped off and ran in.

"Eli!" I heard him call. He was in the kitchen.

I ran in and looked at him. There was a blade in his leg and the floor, keeping him from getting up. Wood had fallen right above me. I jumped back. "Jared!" The wood blocked me from getting to him. It wasnt completely on fire.

I looked at it and then him. I backed and looked at him. He looked at me, his forhead bleeding and his hand stabbed into the cabnet. He was scared. Paralyzed w/ fear. I ran and jumped over the wood and nearly fell on him.

"Ge-geez, Eli-eli! Cou-couldnt you have got-gotten help?"

"Nope," I pulled the nife and sword out of his hand and leg and helped him up. I looked around.

"N-now what?" he asked, his arm around me, using me to stay up.

"We go by chance," I jumped over the wood but stumbled, dragging him. He leg got fire. He yelped and fell. He started slapping his leg, getting the fire out.

"C'mon!" I helped him up and practically dragged him out of his house.

He stumbled out. Guards came. "Eli, what're you doing?" one asked.

"Saving Jared," I said w/ a small smile.

Jared looked up at me from the floor, nervous yet thankful. I smiled at him. A nervous chuckle came out of his mouth, trying to hide the fact that he was terrified.