Faith Of You

Chapter 86

The first day of the new year and the newly re-coupled teenagers had barely been apart from one another. The night before was the first night they had been in the same bed in months, and there was very little sleep as they got to know each other once again.

James had gone all out for Christmas and bought his youngest girl a car, and today was the day he was finally going to teach her how to drive.

"Daddy come on," she groaned, hitting her hands against the wheel.

Shaking his head, James watched as his daughter began to groan and rock in her seat. "Rosie I'm doing this for your own good. This is about safety."

"We haven't even moved yet!"

Richard and Emily shared an amused smile in the backseat of the car, listening to the youngest of the Jareau family complain for the hundredth time that day.

"We will start moving once I know that you've done everything you need to."

Jennifer's jaw dropped at the words that came out of the father of five's mouth, her head turning so she could glare at him properly. "Daddy what more do you want me to do? I'm buckled, I made sure everyone else was buckled, and then I put the key in the ignition and turned on the car. What else am I supposed to do before we actually go somewhere?"

The blond man cleared his throat before looking over his shoulder to the two that sat in the back. "Do both of you know what to do next?"

"Yup."

Emily quickly nodded. "Yes sir."

Jennifer rolled her eyes, tightening her hands on the steering wheel. "What?"

"How exactly do you plan to get us anywhere if you're not in gear?"

The Christian girl bit her tongue to keep from spitting out insults to the others in the car before setting her hand on the gearshift, ignoring the chuckling from her girlfriend in the backseat.

James immediately shook his head, setting his hand over the sixteen year old's. "Wrong."

"What now?"

Emily bit her lip, leaning forward so she could see her girlfriend's frustrated features. "You didn't put your foot on the brake first."

The blue eyed teen turned around to glare at the older girl, her fingers curling even tighter around the steering wheel. "Quit it," she growled, knowing that everyone in the car had their eyes on her because it was her first time behind the wheel.

"I just don't want us to break down," Emily shrugged, sitting back in her seat. "But go ahead Jen, do it wrong."

"Shut up, Em!"

James shook his head, running a hand down his face at the bickering the couple was doing. "Jennifer Rose if you want to drive then I suggest you get into gear."

Jennifer pouted, finally putting her foot on the brake so she could change the shift into drive. "I want to drive."

"Oh my God," Richard groaned, kicking his foot into the back of the driver's seat. "Just drive the damn car already! I'm gonna miss the game later."

The French girl chuckled. "It's winter Rich, there's no game."

"Shut up," he whispered.

Emily grinned, keeping her eyes on the only son of James Jareau as the car jerked forward. Best to keep the focus off the new driver so she wouldn't feel as pressured. "Isn't it Hannah's big party tonight? Starts at seven?" She turned to look into the front seat, fighting off Richard's batting hands. "She invited basically the whole school, but since they've been going out for a few weeks I'm pretty sure it's a night for her and Richie."

The blond in the backseat slapped at the foreign girl, hearing his father sigh in defeat. "Shut up!"

"Finally gonna lose it tonight," she winked, hitting the boy who had become a brother to her on the chest.

"Children," James groaned, holding onto the dashboard as the car jerked again. "Enough. Rosie's trying to drive here."

With one final slap to the eighteen year old girl, Richard sat back in his seat and crossed his arms. "She started it."

Emily proudly nodded her head. "Yup. I did."

Jennifer let out a breath, doing her best to focus on the road in front of her so she didn't crash into anything. "What do I do?"

"Just let us glide for a minute, ok? Ride without the gas pedal."

Quickly nodding her head and tapping lightly on the steering wheel, the Christian girl hesitantly took her foot from the brake. A small smile came to her face before slamming her foot back down to stop the car. "I did it!"

James coughed, smiling to his daughter. "We still need to work on the stopping, but other than that you're doing fantastic."

Stepping through the hotel entrance once their father had driven them all the way back home, Emily took her girlfriend's hand in hers and smiled. "You did great," she grinned, sharing a small kiss with the girl she loved.

"I know!" The grin on the blonde's face couldn't have been wider as the family walked into the lobby.

"Ok," Emily snickered, rolling her eyes. "Don't get a big head." Glancing over towards the sitting area where Julia had been with her friends all day, the reason she hadn't come on the drive of death, and found herself staring at a familiar face.

Jennifer frowned, reaching up to run the tips of her fingers along her girlfriend's ivory features. "Honey? You ok?"

The corners of her mouth quickly turned up into a smile as the familiar man stood from one of the dark couches in the hotel lobby, making her way across the marble floors to jump into his arms. "Dad hi!"

Michael Prentiss laughed into his daughter's dark hair, holding the eighteen year old for just a moment longer before setting her back on the ground. "Hey there Princess," he whispered, peppering loving kisses to her forehead. "I've missed you so much."

Emily brought her hand up to wipe away a tear before tugging him back across the lobby, his hand tight in hers. "Dad, these are the Jareaus. Everybody, this is my dad Michael."

The father of five stuck his hand out to the obviously younger man, letting him shake it with the hand that wasn't suffocating in his daughter's grasp. "Ambassador Prentiss, it's a privilege to meet you. My name is James Jareau, your daughter has been staying with me."

"And I'd like to thank you very much for that," he nodded. "When I went to the address that had been given to me and my wife a few months back, but a woman there with a Bible clutched to her chest told me to come here."

Emily gently shook her head. "Yeah, that's a long story." Looking to the sixteen year old that stood in front od her, she took a deep breath. "And dad this is Jennifer. She's my girlfriend."

Michael watched as the blue eyed girl smiled to his daughter, and he stepped forward and took her hand in his. "Pleased to meet you Jennifer," he smiled, looking down to the brunette at his side. "What?" He leaned down to press a small kiss to her dark head. "You think I didn't know?"

Emily's jaw dropped, her hand still clutching her father's. "I didn't even know!"

"Come on, Princess," he chuckled, following the Jareau father through the hotel's lobby and toward the elevator. "Show me where you've been staying."


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