The journey home was far more complicated than usual. Knowing the government was hot on his trail Troy chose not to fly from Texas, an instead took his rental car on the road, however after the accident in Oklahoma the last thing he wanted to do was be seen on the road in the same rented convertible. So he diverted to Tennessee, took a flight to California, caught a train to Wyoming, Hitch hiked with a trucker to Missouri, then caught a ride with a kind but talkative older couple on there way to NYC. They went slightly out of their way to drop him off at the Cleveland Hopkins International Airport to pick up his truck, however they didn't seem to mind - as long as he covered the cost of the extra gas.
By the time he got his
lifted '87 Silverado from the back of the airport on the road heading towards home, it was a quarter until eleven.
The ride to Lakeside was pleasant, like always, and with his windows rolled down and his Classic Rock at near max he was almost lost in the peaceful scenery all around.....however when the "Welcome to Lakeside" sign appeared ahead he was snapped back into reality and quickly turned down his radio.
"Imagine that, nothings changed." he muttered as he passed by the first General Store and then approached the local Junkyard, with the only thing out of place being a group of motorcycles on the side of the road up ahead. He didn't think much of it though and would of passed by them with little thought if it wasn't for the harsh ping in the back of his mind that caused him to suddenly slam on the brakes.
"One of them is here!" He'd stare sharply past the bikes to his right an into the woods, before again muttering to himself.
"Not one, two!?"A flood of emotions suddenly came over him as he stared somewhat aimlessly into the trees.
Fear, confusion, rebellion, freedom, just to name a few. But as the empathic ability started to become too much Troy quickly clinched his eyes shut and looked away from the wooded area, an a honk of a car behind him would jar him back into his senses. He knew that he had to talk to with the rest of "The Four" - as the town usually called them - to warn them of the governments sudden interest in them, but for now letting his family know he was back in town was first on his mind.
So after a quick shake of the head he'd mash the gas pedal and continue on his way into the center of Lakeside.
"I'm sorry, the Mayor isn't back yet, but I can take a message."Troy heard his mother's middle-aged assistant say as she typed away. She hadn't bother to look up from what she was doing so it was clear she didn't recognize him.
"I know my jeans are a bit new and my shirt isn't as worn as what was I usually pull off, but you really don't recognize me Kim?""Troy! Oh you're a sight for sore eyes!! I'm sorry dear, I'm just in repeat mode with everyone who enters this office since your mom left early this morning."After a hug an a bit of irrelevant chit-chat Kim would explain that his mother had left town with his father and the Sheriff to return a local criminal to a small town a couple hours West - his mom going as a show of diplomacy while his father simply went along for the ride. They left a little after six in the morning, and with business not being conducted in the town they were going to until Monday - thanks to a local celebration - they found themselves staying for three days.
"Three days? Really, just to make nice with some locals?""You know your mother, she feels bad for the havoc that boy caused on their town. Apparently he scared the wits out of a bunch of women home alone. That aside though, It's really nice to have ya back....I'm sure your sister will be glad to see you - she's out sick from school so you'll see her when you get home. ""Sick you say?" he'd repeat with a small smile, not believing it for a second, before standing, saying his goodbyes, and then heading to his favorite local hot-spot - Gigliano's Bar, home to the only real Italian food for hours.
Within seconds of entering the bar he spotted a bubbly blonde texting a mile a minute while a waitress placed a medium pizza pie down in front of her.
"So, you look pretty healthy to me." Troy said with a smirk, before taking a seat across the way from his sister Emi, who dropped her phone in shock as she looked up to see him.
"Troy!! You're back!? Oh my God it's been like - forever!" she'd let out, before jolting up and giving her brother a long hug.
She'd then scurry back to her chair and begin to pull a slice out from the pie.
"Don't think that I missed you or anything though, because I so didn't.""Yeah okay, so who are you meeting here? I know you wouldn't risk getting in trouble by skipping for no reason."Emi rolled her eyes as both her and brother bit into a slice of pizza, an after a few moments of silence she'd jab back.
"Well why don't you just read my mind and figure it out!" she joked, knowing full well he'd never invade her personal thoughts.
"Besides, the brother who decides to pick up and leave without visiting for nearly two years has no room to judge!"The two would swap jabs and stories until the pizza in front them was gone.
Emis guest never showed, so after paying the tab the pair climbed into Troys truck and headed towards their parents beautiful
colonial on the outskirts of the woods several minutes from the center of town - windows rolled down as usual while they blared the local Country Music station all the way home.