The Rest of Chapter 13, and Chapter 14

I now have 10,553 words! I will finish!!

If it doesn’t... Stop that! The plan will work! I’m putting my life in the hands of a guy I met not even three hours ago.... But Jacques seems like an old friend! I’ll bet that my parents introduced me to him as a baby. Yeah, most likely, otherwise he wouldn’t have known my name. Nikki thought, satisfied finally.
Mrs. Pinebaum sat in the car. She was puzzled, sad, and very worried. She was puzzled because she felt that she had a responsibility to take care of Nikki, but now that Jacques was here, she felt like he was taking over. She was worried that Nikki might try to do something on her own, if she didn’t find the tracker. This whole day was a crazy big mess. She wished that Nikki’s parents hadn’t joined the FBI seventeen years ago, and chased this maniacal guy Simban Tramble halfway across the country before Nikki was born. I can’t believe that the FBI let that insane man out of prison. He deserved to be in there longer! When the FBI let him out, he layed low for about a year, then when Nikki was eight, he found out where the Harleson homestead was. On the night of August 3rd, 2002, he kidnapped John and Naomi. He and his henchmen shoved them into their own car, so people would think they left instead of kidnapped. Naomi and John were smart enough to erase most traces of Nikki when she was born, and made their friends in the FBI swear and all their other friends and family to never tell anyone about her. But somehow, five years later, he’s found her. I’m so worried about Nikki! That man is dangerous. He can use Nikki to make her parents do anything! Oh, we better save her soon! Who knows what that man will do with them!
Bub pulled up to a warehouse. “Ma'am? Should I get Nikki-”
“She’s a bug, so call her one!” Ms. Arachne snapped.
“Okay, should I get the ‘bug’ into her new room?”
“Duh! Of course! And make sure that she doesn’t get away, or see where she’s going!” Ms. Arachne stormed off. Seeing Jacques again after so long made her even more stressed out and mad, and now she had to call her boss to tell him about the package.
“Mr. Tramble, sir?” Ms. Arachne said timidly. This was the only person ever that made her scared. On some particularly tough jobs she wondered if Jacques was right in telling her not to take the job. She pushed those thoughts out of her mind. “I have the, the package, sir.” She stammered. “Where do you want me to deliver her to?”
“Ms. Arachne,” replied the gruff voice. “Why do you always plague me with your unnecessary questions? You know where to drop her. But I understand that you have had some, trouble with the package?”
Ms. Arachne detected laughter in his voice. Nobody laughed at her! Not even him. But now was not the time to get him. “Y-yes,” she faltered.
“Why am I not surprised?” He laughed again. Ms. Arachne grimaced.
“Just make sure that you do not lose her this time. Do I make myself clear?” His voice chilled her to the bone.
“Yes sir.”
“Good.” Click.
Ms. Arachne shivered. Why do I always end up working for creeps? She thought. “Bub! Bring the twerp in here!”
“Yes ma'am. Twerp!” he yelled.
No answer. “I better go get her.” He sighed. “Twerp! Get over here now!”
Nikki ran down the hallway. Bub forgot to tie her hands because Ms. Arachne called him after he got her feet. So as he left, she slipped off the blindfold, untied her feet, and ran. Nikki took in her surroundings as she went. She was in an old abandoned warehouse. Typical bad guy hideout, right? With guards and everything? Wrong! There was no one, absolutely no one there. Nikki gasped. Bub was right behind her. She slowed down to a walk. “Hello Bub!” she said cheerfully.
“What are you doing?” he growled.
“Well, you forgot to tie my hands, so when you left, I untied my feet and looked for a bathroom. I really have to go!” she said, hopping up and down to make her act as believable as possible. Fortunately, Bub didn’t have much in the brains department, so he believed her.
“Fine.” He said, grabbing her arms. “But no tricks, understand?”
“Yes sir.”
Bub smirked. Finally, some respect! Truth be told, he didn’t care that she was his prisoner, he was starting to admire her spunk, determination, and tenacity. Besides, she called him sir! This girl knows how to respect her betters! He thought. She called me sir! He straightened his tie, feeling important. He grabbed Nikki again, but gentler this time. He wanted her to like him, even though he was kidnapping her.
Nikki saw the look on Bub’s face, and knew that she had buttered him up well. And this way she knew where she was for the time being. Bub would be handy trying to find my parents. I wonder... would he switch sides? And if it were possible, how would I do it?
Walking back to her cell, Nikki decided that it would be worth a shot to try to get him to help. “I sure wish my parents were here,” she sobbed. “They would love to meet you, my big friend. Oh, how I miss them!”
“There, there. Don’t cry. You’ll see them again,” he lied. He didn’t know he was, and he didn’t mean to. He really thought that they were going to let her see her parents, but Mr. Simban Tramble wasn’t about to let anyone be happy, especially if they were related to the Harlesons. “You consider me your friend?”
“Of course! Why wouldn’t I? You're a nice guy, and you’re taking me to my parents!” Nikki said, dazzling him and expelling all doubts that she was kidding with one of her innocent little kid smiles that had become quite famous in the orphanage.
“You like me?”
“Yeah! Why not?”
“Well, because I kidnapped you. And I called you a twerp.”
“Oh yeah. Why did you do that?”
“Because I was ordered to.”
“So? That doesn’t mean you have to.”
“I never thought of it that way.”
“Yeah! And Ms. Arachne is always so mean to you anyways.”
“She is! You know what? I’m going to help you find your parents and get free! Together, we will defeat Mr. Simban Tramble and Ms. Arachne!”
“Yeah!” Nikki cried. She was so happy. Bub knew a lot about this Mr. Tramble dude. This operation was going to be a lot easier with him now.