Time Will Tell

Tate Polsier is a triplet. She has always had a good life. The best sisters, a loving mum. Her and her sisters, Kassie and Kimmi, decide to move to college. It all goes very wrong from there.


6. Caleb's POV

I woke up at noon. Sh*t I had to be out the door in an hour! Pulling on a pair of jeans and brushing my teeth at the same time was something I didn’t think I could ever do! Out of the corner of my eye I saw a flash from the answering machine. I pressed the button on my way to the kitchen. ‘Agent Taylor, I am just calling you to wake you up. Not that you’ve ever been late before but this is a very important case. I know you’ll do your best.’ The machine beeped and then informed me I had no more messages.

After eating some cereal, I went to the toilet and collected my deodorant and aftershave. Putting them into a backpack, I added a picture of me and my family, a picture of me and Jamie, a small bear I’d had since I was a baby and a spare jacket. I zipped it up and put it with my suitcase by the door. I looked at the clock. 12:45. I grabbed the keys off the side table and grabbed the bags. I locked the door and raced down to my car. I popped the trunk on my little silver Mercedes and placed my bags inside. Once I had shut the trunk, I hopped inside and started the engine. God I loved driving this thing.

I arrived at the airport with 5 minutes to spare. I was met by a smartly dressed man who shook my hand firmly. Nice guy. He then escorted me and my bags to a section that was closed off. ‘Hello, I’m Tatum, Tate’s father.’ He said. I was shocked. ‘Hello sir, I’m Agent Caleb Taylor.’ I replied, standing a little straighter. I don’t know why but I felt the need to impress him. The plane arrived at 1:00pm on the dot. We boarded and sat opposite each other. It was more of one of those expensive jets. All champagne and little chocolates.

We spoke for quite a long time about Tate’s young life. I pretty much new everything about her. She sounded more and more perfect as each second  past. He fell asleep about 2 hours into the flight and I must’ve fallen asleep soon after. I dreamt of her.

I awoke as we landed. ‘Sir, Mr Polsier, we have arrived.’ I said, just loud enough to wake him. ‘Thank you for waking me up Caleb. Please call me Tatum though.’ He replied smiling. I took a deep breath in. ‘Are you ready?’ He asked me. I nodded. I was excited but worried about how little Isabelle would react. We were escorted out of the plane and we walked to a black Porsche. Once inside, we started to move. I had no idea how long it would be until I met Tate and Isabelle. I knew that I wanted to protect them both, whatever the cost. I had never felt this strongly about someone or something in my entire life and I hadn’t even met them yet!

After around a 30 minute drive we pulled up at a secure unit. Ahh, of course. Where else was she going to live? In some house right out in the open? We were allowed access and I got out as soon as the car slowed in front of a small apartment. The trunk popped open and I took out my backpack and suitcase. I walked up to the door and knocked, a short sharp rap of the knuckles. The door opened a minute later and there in front of me was Tate. She was even more beautiful than in the picture. She was flawless. ‘Hello Miss Polsier, I’m agent Young, but you can call me Caleb.’ I said, holding out my hand for her to shake. She took it. ‘Hey Caleb. Come In.’ she said smiling. She then looked back outside the door. ‘Dad?’ She said, shocked. ‘Hey Tate.’ He replied. I had forgotten all about her father. Tate ran into her father’s open arms. I could hear soft sobs. Turning away and setting my bag and suitcase down on the floor, I looked around.   

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