Home / YA/TEEN / The Spies Daughter / Chapter Four: Babysitter

Share

Chapter Four: Babysitter

Author: Beth Venning
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56

It was early the next morning, Jackson made me dinner last night but after I ate it, I just went to bed. I didn't want to face my mum after what she told me, I know it's not great to blame her for what's happened, but if she didn't do the work she does, dad would still be here. Or maybe if she was honest with him, he would have been prepared for something like this to happen.

I walk out my new bedroom heading towards the stairs, as I continue down, I see someone in the kitchen. I slowly hover on the stairs to see my mum sat at the counter; she was drinking what looked like coffee reading what looked like a file. Once I reach the bottom she looks up, closing the file smiling at me. I don't send her one back but instead look to the floor.

"Good morning, I've made you some pancakes and there's orange juice in the fridge." She smiles taking another sip of her coffee, I still don't talk or move from my spot by the door. "I get it, you're mad at me for not being honest with you, but I had no choice." She tells me which causes me look up at her gobsmacked, she's really turning this around to be about her again!

"Not everything is about you! My dad is still out there somewhere! You told me you were looking for him, but you're just sat drinking coffee." I exclaim losing my rag, she was partly right though about her not being honest.

"I'm making breakfast for my daughter; I know you might not believe me but do still love you." She says trying her hardest to be honest, I look up at her than over at the pancakes sat on the oven. "My team and me are doing all we can to find your dad, I still get time to sit and have breakfast with my daughter." She continues placing her coffee down, I cross my arms looking at her.

"You've had twenty-three years to sit and have breakfast with your daughter." I mumble looking off to the side, she sighs but places a plate on the counter.

"I'm not leaving until you sit and eat with me, if you want me to continue to look for your father, come sit." She says point blank with no expression, I give her look but sigh taking my seat at the counter, her plan worked.

She smiles reaching back picking up the pancakes, placing a few on my plate. She slides over the syrup to put on top. I mutter a thank you taking a bite, I thought dad makes good pancakes there nothing compared to these, not that I was going to let her know they were nice.

"How are you acting so calm when dad is missing?" I ask finally open to having a conversation with her, they were married three years before I was born and got together when they were at school, I thought she'd be more alarmed.

"In my line of work, you learn to remain calm in moments like this, how would I be of any help if I'm running around panicking?" She asks looking over at me, which starts to make me feel bad about the way I spoke to her. "I'm just as worried as you, but I know I have to keep my feeling at bay, they'll be time for me to feel the feelings after." She tells me taking another sip of her coffee, I just nod looking down at the table.

"Please find him." I say not looking up, she smiles reaching over slowly taking my hand in hers giving it a squeeze.

"I promise." She smiles honestly at me; the door knocks which makes her pull away from me standing up. "That'll be Jackson, I'm going to head to work he'll be to look after you.” She tells me cleaning her things away, I just nod as she walks out the kitchen and towards the front door.

That's the first conversation we've had for years, not counting the screaming match we had yesterday, I saw something different in her this time though, it's like she actually cared. Jackson walks in the kitchen smiling as usually, he goes to the counter taking a knife and fork out eating some pancakes.

"Your mum makes the best pancakes!" He exclaims shoving more pancake in his mouth, I was scared he was going to choke, I knew CPR but that doesn't mean I want to preform it!

"So, you're my babysitter?" I ask annoyed, he looks up about to nod but quickly catches himself. “You don't have to lie to me, I know you're here just in case whoever has my dad doesn't come for me too." I say my face not changing, he looks down nodding while grabbing the syrup dumping a load on his pancakes.

"Your mums just worried Ally, don't see me as a babysitter, see me as a new friend who carries a gun and isn't afraid to use it." He smiles jokingly, I just smile looking to the side where I could see the road that led away from the house, my mother's car driving down the road.

"So, what can we do?" I ask taking a look at him, but he sighs placing his fork down after nearly devouring all of the pancakes, but surprisingly got zero mess on the table.

"Not a lot, your mum wants me to keep you out of eye shot of whoever has your dad." He tells me, I just sigh getting up off my seat with my arms crossed.

Great! So, I'm pulled away from my whole life, where I'm being forced to stay hidden away from the world. Just because the line of work my mother chose to do, I know she's the only chance of my dad being found, but I'm not down for the whole hiding from the world thing.

"My intention is not to make your life hard, but there is no way I'm staying in this house, either you take me out or I find a way out, I'm good with either." I smile crossing my arms, I didn't want to sound like a you know what, but I'm not being told what I can and can't do, I want to be out there looking for my dad.

"You really are your mother's daughter." He smiles whilst finishing the last of his pancakes, I didn't know if I should take that as an insult or not. "Fine, but we're staying on the sidelines and if I see anything I don't like, I'm taking you back home." He points at me, I just nod thanking him running to get my coat, I might get a little excitement!

I meet Jackson at the door, he kept looking out the side window as though he was checking the surroundings. In my mind he was overthinking this whole situation, but I know in his mind he is taking the necessary precautions to ensure my safety. He unlocks the door while holding his finger up, he opens it slightly just enough to pop his head around. I give him a look saying seriously as he turns to look at me once again, I think this is a little too much.

"I understand to you this is ridiculous, but Ally trust me when I say this, these guys are monsters, one of the worst people we've dealt with in a while." He tells me before looking into my eyes, I give him another strange look as he points to his eyes. "Contacts" is all he says, this makes me remember I was told to wear contacts whenever I leave the house, I did forget about that for a while.

I run back up to my bedroom where the contacts were sat at my dresser, luckily, I like to go in for Halloween, so I knew how to take them in or out. It takes me a few seconds for the contacts to go in, I take a look in the mirror to check they were in fully which they were. My green eyes were now replaced with brown, hopefully this doesn't go on for too long. I shake that feeling off before joining Jackson at the door, he looks up saying much better before taking my arm.

"Oh, one more thing, when we're out, we're a couple for cover." He quickly says before opening the door wide, I was kind of shocked as I'm pulled outside and down the path.

Related chapters

  • The Spies Daughter    Chapter Five: Mothers Daughter

    We walk in silence for a few minutes, I was mesmerised by all the expensive looking houses on this street. They are the biggest houses I've probably ever seen in my life; these were not cheap is all I can say! Which begs the question, how much money does my mum actually make if she's able to afford a house here? Jackson was still searching the perimeter but was trying to be sneaky, I had my arm wrapped around his to make it seem like we were a couple. Which I love how many things are discussed with me before they happen, note the sarcasm. When I looked in the mirror to check my contacts it kind of made me sad, I looked nothing like me at all. My hair is a different style, length and colour, heck my eyes are even a different colour! The only thing I could keep the same was my clothes, but everything else was changed. I hope and pray that this whole pretending I'm someone else thing isn't for too long, for many reasons. The first, obviously because I want my dad to be home safe but a

  • The Spies Daughter    Chapter Six: Harsh Truth

    We walk into a spare office in the house to have our talk, Jackson told me the living room would be more comfortable to have the talk, but I wasn't born yesterday. As I said before there was only one door leading to the kitchen and living room, if I open the door to get to the living room that would also lead to the kitchen. He's going to have to do better than that to fool me. "Look at the weather today, that's England for you right?" He asks taking a seat at the desk, but once again I knew what he was trying to do. "Enough with the distractions, the sooner we have this talk the sooner you get to gain access to the kitchen." I say sitting the opposite side of the desk, he sighs knowing he wasn't gonna pull the wool over my eyes. "I need to know everything you know about Mario and my dad." I tell him on the edge of the seat, he looks at me confused and a little shocked. "How do you know his name?" He asks looking at me with a raised eyebrow, has he really forgotten that he said his

  • The Spies Daughter    Chapter Seven: First Rundown

    In no time we arrive at my mum's work, I'm still unsure what this place is even called so we'll just go with mum's work. The door to the underground garage was already open, we must have raced in at about 100mph, honestly, I don't know what the big rush was for. Once inside he slams on the breaks, the loud screeching sound of the cars tyres echos through the garage, lucky I was wearing a seatbelt! Jackson wastes no time getting out the car dragging me with him, I turn back to the car which was literally in the middle of the parking garage, that can't be legal! Last time, we went through the door, which was closest to the garage but this time, he pulls me around a corner and up a flight of stairs. "Jackson, what the heck is going on?" I ask as we reach the very top, I was nearly out of breath from running up the stairs that quickly, I don't do sports! "Your mother will explain everything to you." He tells me as we reach a door, he swipes a card from out of his pocket causing the doo

  • The Spies Daughter    Chapter Eight: The Boss

    Well as you're aware, our organisation deals with some pretty bad people." Reece starts to explain while still leaning on the filing cabinet, isn't he afraid that he's going to break that or something? "Mario definitely fits that category." He says shaking his head looking down at the ground, that’s all anyone ever says when they talk about this Mario dude. “And you guys are sure that this Mario man, is the one that has my dad?” I ask looking at each of them, I didn’t want to undermine them, but they have to be sure they’re not barking up the wrong tree. “We are certain it’s Mario that has your dad, not only did he ring me right after your dad was kidnapped but…. he had a photo of your dad sent over as proof.” My mum said which makes my heart sink, I knew this wasn’t a cute artsy photo of my dad sitting on a tree branch hitting the peace sign, but something bad. “I know this is a stupid question, was dad, okay?” I ask looking up at her as I asked, this causes her to sigh taking a s

  • The Spies Daughter    Chapter Nine: Underdogs

    Jackson and I soon arrive back at my mother's house, we didn’t really talk much after I said I never do what I’m told. I could just see he wanted to ask me what I meant, but he also didn’t want to hear the answer at the same time. Jackson was the first one to walk in the house but has to stop and look at me with a smile once he reaches the entrance to the kitchen and living room. At first, I was a little confused, but I soon remember that I had locked the door just before we left. I walk over and easily unlock the door, while he just looks at me dumbfound. “One of my many hidden talents.” I smile opening up the door, he shakes his head walking into the kitchen probably to get food. “I do have many talents which aren’t being put to use just sitting around.” I say taking a seat at the kitchen counter, this does cause him to freeze whilst looking in the fridge. “Your mum was serious Ally; she doesn’t want you involving yourself in this case.” He sighs taking out some yogurt, I haven’t

  • The Spies Daughter    Chapter Ten: Something Special

    Jackson and I talk for hours going over my plan, the first thing we needed to get hold of was all the files that my mum and her team have on this Mario dude. Then we’ll be able to have the same information that they have, which will make it a level playing field. I told him my plan which at first, he didn’t like and said there were far too many things that could go wrong. So, I asked him, what his alternative idea was but he didn’t have one, so in the end we went with my plan. I can just hear all of you asking me, what the heck is this plan?! Well, every morning, Jackson has to go into the office to sign things to say he will be with me all day. I have no idea why that’s a thing, apparently, he has no idea either! But anyway, while he’s in there he’s going to talk his way into the building more and head to the filing cabinet that Reece kept leaning against. Now I’m thinking about it, could that be why he was so insistent on standing right up against it? Jackson will take a photo of

  • The Spies Daughter    Chapter Eleven: Vigilante

    After we both were finished breakfast, Jackson managing to fit three portions while I was still eating my own. We were soon both sat in my mother's office, which he made sure was locked just in case someone tries to enter the house when his guard was down. “So how did you manage to get all of these files, you said it would be hard?” I ask as he locks the office door behind us, in an event of a fire that wouldn’t be very safe! “It went easier than I first expected, all of the systems are down at the office as maintenance are updating them. That gave me the opportunity to go into the building so I could sign in on paper, I acted as though I was looking for the toilet when really, I went into your mother's office and took a picture of every document on Mario that I could find.” He explains whilst pulling his phone out and handing it over to me, I begin to scroll through all of his many photos of documents. “You guys have all this information on this dude and you’re still not closer to

  • The Spies Daughter    Chapter Twelve: The Monster

    It was later that night; I was sat on my bed with everything that Jackson and I had printed off earlier. It took much longer than expected, we had to make two copies of everything because Jackson wanted to take one home so he could have a look in his spare time. Thankfully, we had finished and packed everything away before my mother got home. When she got in the door, something was different. Not looks wise but the way in which she was acting, I don’t see my mother much so I can’t really tell the signs. But when I looked over at Jackson, he was giving her the same look as I was. Once he left, I was going to ask her, but she went straight to her room, and I haven’t saw her since. This did worry me that something bad could have happened to my dad, but I knew she isn’t that self-absorbed to keep that sort of information from me. I was just looking over the file that contained information about Mario’s past, I knew bits and pieces anyway because Jackson gave me a little rundown when I l

Latest chapter

  • The Spies Daughter    Final Chapter

    ~9 months later~ “Noel, table 5 said their dinner was delicious.” I smile looking through to the kitchen with a smile, Noel looks up from the cooker with a smile on his face. “I’ll only produce the best boss.” He shouts before getting back to work, I smile at his comment before turning around to look at my busy restaurant. I better fill you in before you get too confused, yes, I own my own restaurant now. After everything with Mario and the base, I knew it was time I had to head back to my old life and start working in the same boring restaurant I had for years. Let’s just say, I wasn’t too thrilled about it all. My mother saw my reaction and asked why don’t I train up and become an agent, I had proven myself over the months working with Jackson and was the key role in catching Mario. The offer of course, sounded tempting but I knew it wasn’t what I was meant to do. Yes, I had the best experience getting to watch what happens and learn on the job what it offers, but I don’t think

  • The Spies Daughter    Chapter Forty-Four: Bullets

    Not even an hour later, Jackson and I were waiting behind the van with the team. The house was only a two-minute walk from here, but we needed to come up with an action plan, everyone having the mutual understanding of how unpredictable Mario can be on the best of days. But when we show up, he will soon realise, there is no way out now and he’ll need to pay for everything he has done to so many people. We don’t even want to know what he’ll do once he realises it’s all over for him, the most unpredictable man will get that much more unpredictable. Jackson was going over with the team of how we will enter the house, the unruly garden will be a perfect cover while they access the situation and make sure my mother and Mario are really there. No one was even talking about how many ways this could go wrong, all of our minds were focused on the job of getting my mother back safely and bringing Mario in. I think if I had allowed myself the moments to think all of this over in detail, I woul

  • The Spies Daughter    Chapter Forty-Three: Mothers House

    An hour later, Jackson and I were walking into the base hand in hand. Now my mother has been taken by Mario, and Reece is in the hospital getting treated for being ambushed, Jackson was the boss. We needed a plan to one find where Mario has taken my mother but two, think of a way to bring Mario in without having what happened the last time. I’m led into a room which I had never seen before, it had people at desks filling the entire room. Who all turned to look at us as we walked in, paying extra attention to mine and Jackson’s interlocked fingers. I know it seems highly unprofessional that we’re doing this but let’s be honest, we all knew it was going to happen at some point! Right in the middle of the desks was a circle desk, one big computer in the middle with a bunch of people having panicked conversations with each other. In the centre of those panicked people stood Alison, who also looked worried. But once she turned to look at us, I see relief wash over her senses. “You’re fi

  • The Spies Daughter    Chapter Forty-Two: Jackson

    The car ride felt like it was going on for hours, the tracker hadn’t moved since we had been following him but with every street we would turn down, it would feel like more would be added on. Jackson was going the ways I was telling him and was shocked we were in the part of town we were, according to Jackson, this is where most of the police officers and higher ups live. Mario was hiding right under their noses, and they had no idea. But let’s be honest, Mario is very good at what he does, he knew they wouldn’t be looking for him in their part of town, so that’s exactly where he hid. “It seems like the tracker is right on this next street.” I say looking down at my phone, the feeling of finally, being able to find my father at the forefront of my mind. Jackson turns the corner, where a huge office building which towered over all the other buildings stood. I take a look down at my phone and see the tracker seems to be within the building, Mario really wasn’t trying to hide in that p

  • The Spies Daughter    Chapter Forty-One: Tracker

    Around half an hour later, we were all on our way towards the building my father would always tell me to remember to go there if something bad happens. Jackson and I were in front in his car while my mother and Reece, were in their car travelling right behind us. For once, I wasn’t nervous about heading to this place, it’s somewhere I had been before but also, a place my father told me I’d be safe if anything happens. Why didn’t I think of this when my father first went missing? What if all we need to stop Mario is in this building? I tell Jackson to take this final right turn where the building soon comes into view, the building itself not changing from the few years I had been here. I don’t take my eyes off the place even after Jackson parks the car, both of our attentions going to this building. “Ready?” Jackson asks turning to look at me with a smile, I take a deep breath nodding my head before we both open the doors and climb out where my mother and Reece were already waiting o

  • The Spies Daughter    Chapter Forty: Mario’s Father

    The following day I wake up bright and early, now I knew I could play a key main role in finding my father, I wasn’t wasting anytime. I was even downstairs making breakfast for Jackson and I, normally, it’s the other way around. But I felt thankful for the way he was helping me, he was forced into this babysitting position, where he has been nothing but kind and compassionate even when I have been anything but easy going. Jackson soon walks into the kitchen where he comes to an abrupt stop, I was unsure if this was because I was in the kitchen before he had even woken up or because I was cooking. Before he had time to speak, he had a plate of eggs, bacon and beans in his hands. “What’s the occasion?” He asks taking a seat at the counter looking down at the food I had made, I smile turning around with my glass of water and join him on the counter. “There’s no occasion, I just couldn’t really sleep and thought it would be nice if I make you breakfast this time.” I smile as he takes h

  • The Spies Daughter    Chapter Thirty-Nine: Everything You Need

    Jackson and I soon arrive back home, the incident with Peter still fresh on my mind as we walked through the door. I know my mum said a close friend of mine was looking into my disappearance, could that close friend be Peter? Now I’m thinking, I don’t think any of my other friends would go through the trouble. Was Peter just randomly at the restaurant and happened to bump into me, or was he there in hopes of finding more information about me? There are so much unanswered questions, which I probably won’t get the answers to until all of this is over. “After that food, I think I need to lay down for a year.” Jackson says closing the door behind us, after all of that with Peter, I’m shocked he can just go back to normal life. I smile towards him as he throws his keys on the counter beside the front door, switching the lights on. But once they were on, we both jump from shock and surprise to see my mother and Reece sat on the sofa looking at us. “Why the fuck are you in my house sitti

  • The Spies Daughter    Chapter Thirty-Eight: Missing Friend

    It was now dinner time the same day, Jackson and I had done nothing but sit on the sofa, watch tv and talk about the most random of things. I know I have been saying I want nothing more than to catch Mario, which means I won’t stop until he’s found. That still remains true, and I want to work any hour I can until I find him, but I actually enjoyed today. I didn’t have to worry what would happen if Jackson and I were to make the wrong move, I didn’t have to sit and listen to all of the horrible details of the kind of things Mario has done to so many people. I felt like I was just a normal person going through their normal life for once. For dinner, Jackson suggested we go out to a restaurant to eat which at first, I was worried about Mario, but I knew he probably wouldn’t try to attack us I mean, he wants my help on more tasks so injuring me in anyway won’t be beneficial to him. The dinner was so delicious, we had picked food up at this place multiple times since I started staying at

  • The Spies Daughter    Chapter Thirty-Seven: Crime Scene

    It was later the same day, and I was just getting ready for bed, the entire rest of the day was spent with me, and Jackson sat at the base telling them what had happened. The number of times I had to explain the story of me talking on the phone with Mario was insanity! But that’s not the only part of the story I had to relive in great detail, but the moment we found Derek was also spoken about more times than I could count on my hands. Every time I would have to go over in great detail what happened, the image of his body lying there facing me, his eyes wide open looking terrified kept repeating over in my mind. I felt as though I needed to wash myself repeatedly to get whatever was in the air off me, but still the thought of Derek looking back at me wouldn’t leave. After getting changed, I look at myself in the mirror, my eyes also looking terrified just as Derek’s did. “Pull yourself together Ally.” I whisper to myself in hopes I would start to calm down, but still the feeling wou

DMCA.com Protection Status