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“Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, mommy.” Jack replied on a small smile. “But I like the crusts, don’t cut them off?”

Her giggles increased, putting a hand to her hand to muffle them. “Aww and here I was going to make your sandwiches cute and into little shapes like hearts maybe?”

And she looked up at him and batted her eyelashes flirtatiously, though her eyes looked tired.

“Just save the crusts.” Jack said simply, looking down at her, before he smiled and slowly eased her down onto her back on the bed, resting gently against her. “S’all I ask.”

He settled his head on the pillow besides her head, and sighed heavily as he looked at her. She’d sustained injuries he’d done his best to tend to, he had to trim her hair, and now they were once again resting in their bed together. Funny, how it was no longer his bed. Their bed. And when they move out, to find themselves a new place to live, combining their salaries they should be able to manage something wonderful.

Then it really would be theirs.

“Rest a bit.” he whispered. “Shut your eyes. I’m still here.”

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“If you’re there… I may not talk as much as I should.” Jack mumbled. “I know me too well. I’d become a wall flower whilst you two talk since he’s more your friend than mine. But… maybe you can drop me off like a good mommy then pick me up when we’re done?” he asks, equally teasing, grinning softly as he gently kissed her forehead.

She giggled at his teasing tone and even decided to prolonge it, poking him in the ribs gently. “Of course my little boy. Do you want me to pack you a lunch too?”

“Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, mommy.” Jack replied on a small smile. “But I like the crusts, don’t cut them off?”

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“I still have to work it out.” he admitted quietly. “I’m more concerned for you, right now… you need to lay down and rest. Do you want me to lay down with you…?” Jack offered. If it would mean she would rest, if just for a while, allow her aching body to heal a little…

“I’m sorry,” she admitted against him gently, her arms loosening to fall at her sides as she leaned back. “You need to work though and I’m pulling you from it.”

She knew being in the bed her powers wouldn’t really activate and it was of course okay for them to snuggle but she didn’t want to keep him from something important.

“And I need to contact Bernard so we can set up the “date”,” she teased, wondering what sorts of things they could do together. “I wonder if you two will have anything in common and if you want me to come along for that one?”

“If you’re there… I may not talk as much as I should.” Jack mumbled. “I know me too well. I’d become a wall flower whilst you two talk since he’s more your friend than mine. But… maybe you can drop me off like a good mommy then pick me up when we’re done?” he asks, equally teasing, grinning softly as he gently kissed her forehead.

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He watched her, knowing she wasn’t listening to him, and got up off of the floor. He moved to the bed and sunk down to sit besides her and gently wrapped his arms around her, letting her do the same for him.

“I don’t know.” he admitted. “I. I don’t want you to see me a mess if I end up being one. And knowing me, I very well might…”

She gently wrapped her arms around him, taking a deep breath and inhaling his scent, the scent of him that was purely Jack. She closed her eyes.

“You see me as a mess way more… And I don’t mind.. It’ll just be me knowing more about you..but if you don’t want me there I’ll understand..” she told him softly, her arms tightening around him, offering him support, voice supportive.

“I still have to work it out.” he admitted quietly. “I’m more concerned for you, right now… you need to lay down and rest. Do you want me to lay down with you…?” Jack offered. If it would mean she would rest, if just for a while, allow her aching body to heal a little…

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“Katelynn. Sit back.” Jack said as sternly, but softly, as he could. “Your body’s mending and it won’t if you bend too much…” he then sighed, and looked down at his hands.

“Sorry. I mean. I. I should meet… meet Vyctor first, shouldn’t I…?”

She continued to try to sit forward, tried to get off the bed to get to him so she could put her hand on his or wrap her arms around him, something, anything. Just to comfort him, her arms reaching out for him, longing to have him in her arms.

He just looked so sad and all because of her curiosity.

“If you’re…curious it might be best..I’ll try to be there for you if you want me there..”

He watched her, knowing she wasn’t listening to him, and got up off of the floor. He moved to the bed and sunk down to sit besides her and gently wrapped his arms around her, letting her do the same for him.

“I don’t know.” he admitted. “I. I don’t want you to see me a mess if I end up being one. And knowing me, I very well might…”

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“Play date. Pft.” Jack chuckled at the phrase as he set his brush down, and gently massaged his right wrist with his left hand. “I don’t see why not. He’s the one who works at the museum right?” he asked, glancing back at her.

Then she asks aboyt Vyctor. – Jack goes quiet. He looks at her, before down at his wrist which he is still holding, and lets it go. He sits there for a moment, before slowly speaking.

“I… I would still like to. To talk to him.”

She leaned forward, her bruises protesting her as her face scrunched up in pain. She tried to set it in a concerned look so he wouldn’t worry.

“Which one do you want to meet first? And do you want me there with you?” she asked softly.

“Katelynn. Sit back.” Jack said as sternly, but softly, as he could. “Your body’s mending and it won’t if you bend too much…” he then sighed, and looked down at his hands.

“Sorry. I mean. I. I should meet… meet Vyctor first, shouldn’t I…?”

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Jack listened as he painted, nodding his head now and then. It was nice of her to think of her friends as family, Six especially since the man had an air about him that spoke of experiencing terrible things, and yet still surviving. Jack thought his childhood was horrible but he had to wonder what kind of childhood Six had had.

“Right… I think Bernard sounds like a good start?” he asked.

“Yes,” she replied, picking up a pencil in an attempt to draw. She tried go glide the pencil across the page, got frustrated with how it wasn’t coming out and erased it. “If he’s the one you want to meet first I can set up a play date sometime?”

She gave him a teasing smile. She wasn’t sure why it was, but every time she mentioned about him about meeting new people, she considered them as dates for him.

But then she remembered someone she had left out and her curiosity got the best of her.

“And what of Mr. Vycter…?”

“Play date. Pft.” Jack chuckled at the phrase as he set his brush down, and gently massaged his right wrist with his left hand. “I don’t see why not. He’s the one who works at the museum right?” he asked, glancing back at her.

Then she asks aboyt Vyctor. – Jack goes quiet. He looks at her, before down at his wrist which he is still holding, and lets it go. He sits there for a moment, before slowly speaking.

“I… I would still like to. To talk to him.”

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Jack hoped he could get to know some of them… even Metro Man, to an extent, though he didn’t feel all too comfortable near him. The fact he’d pushed himself onto his girlfriend, kissed her even, despite knowing she was taken… yet the fact he was attracted to men like him didn’t bother him. Why was that?

Am I turning into a possessive boyfriend? I hope not…

“Sure, sure.” he nodded his head. “Tell me about your favorites first.”

Her favorites? She pondered deeply. “Um..” she began giving a bit of a nervous giggle. “It isn’t really fair to pick favorites though.”

Still, she decided to start out with the ones she was closest to. She groaned lightly because that was Metro Man.

“The closest person I have, other than you, truthfully is Mets though.. You know him a bit already, defender of the  city. He’s like an older brother..”

She was also really close to Six but Jack knew him already, didn’t he? “Then there’s Six. He’s like a dad to me..” she whispered, blushing.

“And.. Bernard Jones has been really kind to me all the time. He’s given me a lot of information and was always understanding. And Miss Grace is really kind. She has a boyfriend and a kid and she’s becoming an actress for..  Mr. Drake..” she finished softly, thinking back to him for a moment.

She wondered what he was up to.

Jack listened as he painted, nodding his head now and then. It was nice of her to think of her friends as family, Six especially since the man had an air about him that spoke of experiencing terrible things, and yet still surviving. Jack thought his childhood was horrible but he had to wonder what kind of childhood Six had had.

“Right… I think Bernard sounds like a good start?” he asked.

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Jack continued painting as she listed all of the people. “Roxanne Ritchi too, I think you mentioned her a few times?” he asked quietly before making an odd noise through his nose. “You know so many people. I really should try to make the effort of getting to know people too…”

In his confident state of mind he wanted to but that would be a lie, wouldn’t it? Getting to know them how he was now. Then, after a week, when they could try to get him to go out he would be withdrawn and quiet, not the man they befriended at all. It made his stomach churn a little.

“Maybe once all this is over,” he gestured to his head, “I could get to know some of them?”

She smiled at him softly, a gentle twinkle in her eyes. “I’ve been meaning to, yes, introduce you to friends of mine. Nothing major.. That’s why I wanted Mets to…”

She stopped herself and changed course. “I mean I don’t want to thrust people onto you either.. I can tell you what each of my friends is like and you can decide who you want to meet first?”

That seemed like a good prospect, right?

Jack hoped he could get to know some of them… even Metro Man, to an extent, though he didn’t feel all too comfortable near him. The fact he’d pushed himself onto his girlfriend, kissed her even, despite knowing she was taken… yet the fact he was attracted to men like him didn’t bother him. Why was that?

Am I turning into a possessive boyfriend? I hope not…

“Sure, sure.” he nodded his head. “Tell me about your favorites first.”