[Mansion in the out skirts]
Shanna arrived at the mansion and got out of the car.
She went inside and took off her disguise and knocked on a door.
"Come in."
Jessica walk in and gave the man a hug.
"How is Jemisha?"
'Seems she is recovering well, and we went shopping today.'
'We talked a lot, there is a lot we don't know…'
"Like what?"
'Our daughter has ties with the Mexican Cartel, she had 4 attempts on her life and she is in love.'
"Our little girl is dating!?"
"Who is it?"
'Woh there daddy, she will turn 18 soon, she is adult and free to date whoever.'
'And they are currently not dating, it's just a little crush from her side…but I did advised her to let the person know.'
'So guess who she likes.'
"Is it Blake?"
'Nope she complained she can't go anywhere with him because he will be stared at by many women, while she can fight of one women a flock is too much.'
"Ahaha, she is smart, just cut the losses and move on."
"Then it must be Chris I guess…"
'Why do you think so?'
"Because while he may act wild and free, he is a caring person deep down."
Jessica kissed the man, 'Your right its Chris, but Jack is being a meddlesome big brother, and she knows Chris is being held back, so I told her to talk to Chris about her feelings for him so they can work it out. And I told Chris if he doesn't see her the same way he should tell her honestly.'
[Next day hospital]
Jemisha was with doctor Crane, and having her first check-up.
"I heard from the nurse you had a fun day yesterday with her."
'Hmm, we went shopping, eating out and saw a movie.'
The doctor was removing the bandage and saw the wounds were healing well and some were already healed.
He cleaned the wounds and put on a new bandage.
"Seems also your speech is normal again."
Jemisha nodded but looked a bit dejected at her wounds.
'Will it leave bad scars?'
"I'm afraid so…"
'So every time I look in the mirror I have these reminders on me…'
'I would redder be dead then have to look at this' Jemisha whispered.
"Well there is a laser treatment you can try, while some scars won't disappear, the will be less visible."
"Would you be interested if a colleague of mine have a look at them? He is a dermatologist and specializes in these kind of things."
The doctor was done bandaging up her wounds, "I see your birthday is coming up, are you planning something fun?"
Jemisha shook her head.
"Why not?"
'My birthday is cursed…'
"What do you mean?"
'As far as I can remember none of my birthdays were nice…'
"And why do you say so?"
Jack and Shanna were listening in on their conversation from the outside.
'Well I don't know how my birthdays were from when I was born till my 3rd year. But I do remember them all from my 4th up until now…'
'From my 4th till my 11th birthday, my parents were always arguing with my family or they were out and I had to celebrate it alone.'
'On my 12th my mother got in an accident and on my 13th my dad had to remarry…'
'My 14th and 15th birthday were worse…that thing and her son locked me up in my room for the whole day not giving me food or anything to drink, and if you wanted to know; my father didn't know any of this because he was away on business trips.'
'On my 16th birthday I was kidnapped…'
'And now I look like this…I already hate it to go out looking like this…'
'And I'm not fully recovered so what can I do on a birthday…'
The doctor understood but she didn't mention her 17th birthday.
"What happened on your 17th birthday?"
'Well, I graduated on my 17th birthday and I celebrated that with my friends, but the people I wished the most for to come and see me, couldn't come…'
"And why is that?"
'Because we promised to meet up when I turn 18.'
'But one of them came to see me…he told me he made an acception because it was my birthday, and that it is a special day.'
"So out of all your bad 16 birthday's your 17th was a good one?"
Jemisha smiled 'I guess you're right.'
"Well your 18th birthday may look and feel similar to your previous 16, as long as the people you want see are with you on your birthday, then looking like this isn't the worst thing and when you look back on it, your 18th birthday would be as bad."
Jemisha nodded.
There was a knock on the door and Jack came in with the nurse.
"Are you ready to go home?"
Jemisha nodded and hugged Jack, 'This year I will celebrate my birthday with everybody, even if I look like this, you all are more important to me than a few wounds and scars.'
Jack patted her head "We don't see those scars or wounds, because we can only see our beautiful Black Rose."
"Jemisha I see you in 4 days."
'Alright.'
Jemisha and Jack left the room and went back.
On their way he made a stop at a shooting range.
"Black Rose, it may be a day early…but do you still want to learn on how to shoot a gun?"
'Are you going to teach me?'
"I am…and you can only learn from me and nobody else."
Jemisha was so happy and hugged Jack, 'I only use a gun for defense and just like my promise about knifes, I will not carry a gun with me only disarm the person and use his own gun on him or her.'
Jack smiled at her and patted her head "Deal."
Jemisha and Jack came out of the car and went to the range.
The man looked at Jemisha and then at Jack, he nodded in approval and let them at the range.
"Before we start shooting let me teach you a little about the differs between hand guns and sniper rifles."
Jemisha was listening to the difference and how to use them, but it was also mandatory to regular clean her firearms even if she didn't use them, keeping them clean was an very important thing.
"Black Rose why did you pick a Barrett M95 for James as a gift?"
'Well that's because it looked nice but can also be used as an anti-vehicle sniper gun, the pullets can penetrate some walls…I thought it could be handy if Knifes man had something that could be useful.'
"Well the gun dealer you went to is right, but to let you even walk out with a case like that…"
'He is a client of mine and he also helped me with training my gun sound recognition.'
Jack smiled.
Jack took out two guns that were the same as she had at home.
"First we are going to disassemble them, and we can practice more at home."
Jemisha fallowed all his instructions and disassemble it, and then reassemble the gun again.
"Now you know about the basics of a hand gun, we are going to shoot."
They went to the range and gave her protective glasses and a pair of soundproof headphones to protect her ears.
'Are you sure we are going to shoot, I feel like we're going to fly in a helicopter.'
Jack laughed, "Well you have sensitive ears and I don't want you to damage you ears, and when you fire a gun their wil always be some gun residue flying in the air and you don't want to get that in your eyes."
Jemisha was standing infront of the target and aimed, but she hesitated to fire the gun.
Jack just watched over her.
He knew the possibility her memories of Shane's death and her own escape of a sniper could play a role.
Jack took the gun and put the safety back on.
"Is it hard for you to pull the trigger?"
Jemisha nodded 'If I do that then somebody will die and…'
"Well look at your target, think as if he is pointing a gun on you, if you hesitate you will die."
"Well if you can't do it for now it's alright, like I said before, you don't need to learn how to kill, we will do that for you."
"But understanding how a gun works and how to hold it is something that could be handy."
"So how would you feel about paint ball?"
Jemisha looked at him, 'Do they even have a paintball range here?'
"They do… want to give it a try?"
'Yeh…but when I'm recovered, even though they are paintball they can still leave nasty bruises when you get hit on parts that's not protected.'
Jack smiled.