The Rescue -- July 1997

I couldn't believe what Jetty had told me.  Naturally I told Harry right away.  The only problem was was that no one knew where they were.  Jetty only got Appareated their by his father... so that wasn't going to help.  But Jetty had gotten a lead for us and gave it to me and Harry.  He wasn't sure if he could go with us or should go with us... so it was me and Harry.  I couldn't wait to find them... I couldn't believe they were still alive!  I was sure Harry was nervous as all get out to finally being able to meet his parents.  I just hoped that they were still there... like mentally.  We stood in the shadows outside of this shack that Jetty had found for us.  I trusted him now... but I still had a sense of unease.  I just hoped that this would go alright.

I was beyond nervous, " This is really happening.." I said to Dean as I couldn't seem to happen. I mean they have been gone so long...it was wonderful to have them back. It's just I hoped they would be glad to see me. " I can't wait.." Yet this wall made me worried.

I had been dying to go with Harry to see his parents. This would be amazing. I understood that I had to wait. I didn't have to like it. So, naturally I waited to hear words from Dean or Elena or Harry.

I looked at Harry and said, "I'm gonna follow your lead... these are your parents after all. I've got your back... I trust Jetty enough to believe him when he says they're here. But it doesn't mean that there aren't traps or something that he didn't know about." I wanted to be realistic about this... but I so badly wanted to just rush in there and get them out. So I tried to multiply that feelign by like 100 and maybe I'd get cloes to guessing how Harry felt.

I had been laying on the ground not sure of what else to do. This is really how I am going to die. With my husband not knowing the whole time I was alive. My son, not knowing how much we..I let my thought trail off. I heard some noise, figuring it was Peter. There was that off chance that it may be someone who could get us out. " THIS WAY!" I shouted.

I was tired of everything. I couldn't fight anymore... I just couldn't. I tried and tried to get past Peter... but it never worked. I had asked for a quill and som eparchment, and surprisingly he gave it to me. My hands were shaking as I read the letters that I wrote.

Lily... you are my everything and if you're out there somewhere, I am so sorry for giving up. I just can't do it anymore. I've waited for you or anyone to find me to no avail. I've tried to escape to the same outcome. I am just tired. I'm all by myself and I just can't do it anymore. I will always love you... whatever happens to me happens... I'm done fighting. -- James Re reading it brought tears to my eyes. I just had to think that if she ever found it or me she would understand.

I looked at the another one, to my son. Harry, I wish I could see the person you've grown up to be -- if you even made it that night. I will be watching... from somewhere. Just know I love you. I have to believe that you survived. That's what I've been telling myself for all these years.

I knew it was probably stupid... but what else would I do in my spare time down here with no windows...nothing.

I heard a voice, smacking Dean on the side, " Did you hear that?" I asked him. It sounded like a woman. Was it her....I had to know. I ran forward anticipating any traps that lay ahead for us.

I had heard something. I followed Harry, my wand gripped tightly in my hand. If that was Aunt Lily... was Uncle James with her? Or was he somewhere else? Jetty said he only knew of where aunt Lily was. Hopefully they were close... please let them be close so we can reunite the entire family.

We ran towards the noise, " Dean, over here.." I said quietly as we turned each corner very slowly. I had a boost of adrenaline. It was exciting and yet hugely nerve racking.

"You know this might only be one of them, right?" I reminded him, hoping that the other as close by. I mean we were pretty sure Aunt Lily was here.... but Uncle James had to be close. I hoped.

I sat with my head in my hands, tears in my eyes refusing ot let them fall, waiting. Waiting for any sound... any sign that Peter was coming. I was going to do something tonight. I would make him raise his wand at me. And if he didn't... maybe I'd survive to get out. If he did, then so be it. At least I will have made my decision.

I heard a lot more noise than usual. " Hello!?" I said loudly. Just so whoever that was could find me. It was so weird. " Over Here!" I said again.

I nodded to Harry letting him know I heard it very clearly that time. Even though it was muffled, it sounded like a woman.

I knew something was up when my son tried to keep me occupied even after I told him what I needed to do with James and Lily. Something wasn't right in the way Jetty was acting. He had been furious with me for not letting them go... now all of a sudden he was back to being friendly? Something didn't add up. So I was making my way over there... but I had to check on a couple of things fist.

I broke the one door open, " Rictusempra!" I shouted. I needed to get to her, I needed too. I wasn't going to lose them again. I would find them both. I ran up the corridor and there was one more door to get through. Her voice was higher and louder. " Dean!" I said as I opened the locked door. I then saw a dark figure in a room chained to the floor. It was her, she was a beautiful woman who needed out. She was my mother. I couldn't believe I was here. I looked to her and wanted to cry. She didn't seem to believe it was me either. " We're going to get you out."