The end of the ride?

She took a deep breath in, as his words hit her. It wasn’t like they were something she hadn’t seen coming. But no one ever liked to hear that people weren’t sure about them. Not that she blamed him. She had made everything difficult, and the plan had been not to come back at all. Or at least not before she knew more about her missing years.
“It’s okay” she finally said after hearing all he had to say. Maybe she just needed the comfort after what had happened to her. The scars weren’t showing on her skin anymore. But her soul was another story. “Just needed you to know where I’m standing this time” she said with a small smile, as she finally looked back to him. “You can have all the time you need; I’m not going anywhere this time.” She pushed the blankets away from her body and stood up starting to put on some clothes. Which was just some panties and Jack’s oversized t-shirt. She looked down at the motive and looked back to him lying in the bed. “Victoria picked this out, didn’t she?” mostly for the fact that she knew the cryobird if he could, he wouldn’t wear any clothes.

“Have you transformed today?” she asked casually, as she walked towards the kitchen. She remembered from the time they had spent together, that thunderbirds needed to transform one a day. She started to look through the cuppers to see if there was anything interesting. Maybe some tea or actually something to eat. Couldn’t live on souls only. And after that work out, her stomach was almost hurting from hunger. “Do you have anything to eat here?” she asked, as she opened the fridge door. One thing she was good at. Ignoring her feelings.

She started laughing, turning around looking at him with small dimples in her cheeks as the smile became bigger. “To be fair, I remember how you never wore a shirt when I was around” she teased knowing very well that some of the times it had been to tease her, as she always seemed to forget her words when he walked in with nothing but shorts.
She closed the fridge, even as she could cook something out of the things that was in there, she didn’t really feel like doing it. Especially since he talked about a take-out place that served Thai food.

She walked over to him and put her head slightly to the left, before her fingers wandered out and glided over his body. Maybe she wasn’t the one that expressed her very much in touch, because it gave her so many bad memories, she could see where he was coming from. When you didn’t express yourself in words, affection was best shown in how one would touch another.
“How about you go and transform for the day, then I’ll get us something to eat when you get back?” she asked with a small smile.

“And it also gets people’s attention” she said teasingly, even as she understood there was a reason that she hadn’t complained about damn freezing it was in this apartment. She was just about to say something about, that she usually had good plans. But as the words were about to leave her mouth, she realised that she couldn’t do that. Was this always going to be like this? That she needed to think before she talked, walking around eggshells? She really didn’t hope that was the chase.

A small smile formed on her lips, but as his thump ran over her bottom lip, they slightly parted. His touch was as always electric, if there was one thing they couldn’t deny, was how their body reacted to each other.
As he kissed her forehead and said he would be right back, she was so close to forgetting to answer “Just take your time, I’ll be here when you get back” she mumbled just before he closed the hole with his powers. She started finding some more clothes, as she didn’t really feel like walking down to the restaurant with only Jack’s shirt. As she pulled a dark hoodie over her head, she heard the scream of agony and she could feel how her heart broke. That anyone would do something that horrible to a person, to always be forced to go through that much pain every day – that Jack was even as functional that he was, blew her mind. Not many could go through so much pain and still be as kind as he.


She started setting the table and put all the different dishes she had picked. She wasn’t really sure what Jack liked, so she had just picked some random things that they could share instead of having just one dish for each person. She had seen that there was a small kiosk on the other side, where she had bought a new bottle of whiskey, one she opened and poured a glass for herself with slightly shaking hands. It had been a long time she had felt that exposed and anxious being outside. And she didn’t care much for being that, feeling so not in control of her emotions.
It’s only a passing thing, it’ll get better she thought for herself, before sitting down waiting for Jack to get back.

It took a little longer than she had expected, and she started eating and putting the rest of the stuff into the fridge so it wouldn’t turn bad until he got back.
She was sitting in the couch when she heard the door open and watch as Jack walked through the door. “Hey, welcome back” she mused, and got on her feet. She didn’t even think about it as she walked over and stretched up with her toes to put a small peck on his cheek. “I’ve already eaten didn’t know when you got back but let me reheat the things, I got for you” she said with a slight smile and walked towards the kitchen pulling out the multiple Thai boxes “I might, have bought to much but, didn’t really know what you liked, and if I remembered correctly, you could always eat like you never got fed” she smiled, and looked over her shoulder towards him.
It was clear that she was still nervous and didn’t really know how to act, talk or even form sentences. They had gone her being the one that had stabbed him in the back, and him not knowing if he even wanted her back in his life. To them getting back here, ending up in bed. Them not knowing what the hell it meant, and now her standing here cooking for him. There was so many things she didn’t understand, so many things she was afraid to ask and didn’t know how to ask. And she hated it, she hated that she had done that to him, and she would never be able to take it back.

She could feel how lightning shot through her body as soon as she felt his hands on her hip. Where normal people would talk about another person’s heat, it was the coldness that did this to her. Because nobody else could feel like he did, it was so unique, and she had come to love it all those years ago. A small smile formed on her lips, as he said it was perfect, and shook her head a little. “It’ only takeaway, hopefully I can make you a cooked meal one day” she whispered back, knowing very well how to, she just hadn’t had a good reason since Calvin had left her.

“You don’t even want to get it heated?” she started laughing and shook her head “Right, give me that” she took the box back and danced around him in the kitchen to get to the cabinet that hold some plates. She put it the food on the plate and put it in the microwave “Sit down, I’ll bring it to you” she said and turned to look at the microwave. Of all the things she had seen invented, besides the telephone and the computers. This had to be one of the greatest.
Heating things in tree minutes or less! Evolutionary.
As it beeped, she took it out and placed it in front of him and placed down the utensils and placed a kiss on his temple “I really need to get to bed, I feel like with all that has happened the last couple of days I might just end up sleeping standing” she laughed and let her hand run through his hair before she leaned down and placed a kiss on his lips. “Goodnight” she mumbled, looking more tired by the minute before she stumbled over to the bed and fell in.
It felt like seconds before she fell asleep.