Nightingale

Prologue

The pelting sound of the growing rain as it hits the windows; fogging the glass. Small beads of rain slide down the window of the car; the screeching sound of the wipers as glide across the front window of the SUV. The soft sound of music played on the radio of Megan's latest violin piece. The calm and peaceful atmosphere had made young Michel fall asleep on his older sisters shoulder.

As Megan hugged her younger brother as he slept in her arms in the back seat. She hummed the lulluby that her mother and her wrote together; as she too was swept away into a blissful sleep. Amy watched through the rear view mirror; she would glance at the car behind them. The toyota cambrie thats been following them since they left the restaurant; worry and fear enveloped her eyes.

She faces toward her loving husband; as she reaches out to grasp his hand. John glances towards her as he smiles lovingly to her. Tears brim her hazel eyes, as she smiles back. Pain and fear expression on her lovely face as she turnes back to face her beautiful children. The pain of leaving them was absolutely unbearable, but tge need to protect her family was greater.

John notices the change in mood in his wife, concern fills him; wondering why she is crying. The strong grip of her hand in his, almost painful.

Stopping at the red light ahead, he turns towards her; placing a hand on her face wiping away te stray tears. She embraces him, as she whispers that they've been followed and that the locket and pocket watch that their children have. Hide something important, that they were in danger; and to be wary of the company that they work for. John pulls back staring into her warm but fearful eyes finding the truth to her words. As she faces toward the children, the light goes green as he drives forward.

A bright set of head lights blinds him momentarily, as the screeching sounds of breaks and the screams of his wife and children deafen him. A powerful force hits them making them flipping with glass flying everywhere, spin out of uncontrollably; John tries to stir the spinning vehicle but to no a vail. Amy screams while holding on to the dashboard; Michael and Megan hold onc to each other screaming as their cries hoares their voices. The car flips upside down and slides a bit more till it fully stops; the family were slipping into darkness all but Micheal.

Bright light fill his blurry vision as he blinks repeatedly, the sound of a car coming towards them. A pair of feet races their way towards them, pain and fear filled his small being. He opens his eyes once more to see a man in a blue uniform reaching out for them. Using all his strength he raised his small arm toward the officer, shouting "Please help us p-please". Black spots fill his vision, only to see a sinister grin along with a strange tattoo on the officers inner wrist; as he subcomes to darkness.

The beeping the heart monitor, the room was white Amy laid in bed surrounded by her wounded family. John sat by her side with just a broken amr and two fractured ribs as he held onto his dying wifes hand. Megan stood next to her mothers right side with a bruised arm with deep gashes on her arms and eyebrow. Micheal sat on his mothers bed along with his sister, with only a few gashes and bruising but with a fractured leg. But none of their wounds were as bad as their beloved mother and wife, she was bleeding internally and was soon losing time.

" Listen to me, all of you" she wheezes as she tries to speak to them. " I love you all, John you will and have been my soulmate, watch over them, I know they will be okay your a wonderful father you always have been." John kisses his wifes hand and leans over and kisses her for what may be the last time. His lips linger as he whispers "I love you, my love". She tears up and turns her head and motions to her children to come closer Megan runs over to her fathers side as Micheal crawls closer to them.

" My beautiful babies, I love you and will always love you for all eternity. You are my most precious miricals, I want you to know that no matter where you are even if you never see me. To know that I am always there, anytime that you need me just look at your small clockes. I will be there in spirit." Her voice slurrs as she feels her strength fading, knowing that her time is almost done she embraces her children with all her might. Kissing their foreheads whispering promise to look after each other. They did not understand but still complied to their mothers dying wish, as the hug her for dear life. Amy pulls John into the hug, wanting to be embraced by her family that she wanted to protect as her life faded away.

John feels her spirit as it leaves his wife goes limp in his arms as his children cry with all their might. The loss of their mother as their painful heart retching cries fill the room, the love of his life was gone...forever... His body shakes as he feels his heart shatter his shouts for her not to go. His begging for God or any higher being to bring her back... To not let her leave him ... Not to leave his children...

He screams out her name.... As his tear stained face ... John .... A soft whisper of his wife as he feels his wifes embrace. He seemed to snap out of this vision as the cries of his children fills his ears, he unsteadily moves closer to them and embrace them in a hug. Ignoring the intense pain in his ribs and arm, as his daughter and son cry their little hearts out.

He swears that he will protect them and raise them the way his beloved wife would have wanted. That he would make the ones pay for having killed his wife... the mother of his children... His love .... gone.