1: Hiding

Jolie felt relaxed. It was a feeling she wasn't used to, to say the least. She closed her eyes and focused on the  feeling of Jacks body against her back. But this was harder than she thought.

Images flooded into her mind without warning..

  Rain, rain, rain, a clap of thunder and the panting of her ragged breathing. She didn't need to breathe, so the action was extremely alien. Something she hadn't done for around 160 years. Damp vegetation slapped against her legs as she ran.... running....running. Where was she going? She had no idea. She looked at the stars above her, praying that she wasn't caught.
 A rustle behind her caused her to push harder. Her throat was burning, and she was still breathing....

'Jolie?'
'Huh?' She opened her eyes and realized she was breathing once again. An action so human that she felt embarrassed. There were to be no weaknesses shown to Jack.
'You were breathing...really heavily,' he turned her head towards him and glanced down at her shining eyes.
 Darn.

She didn't know what to say or do. The flashback came as such a shock to her, she was stunned.

'The sun has set, do you want to take a walk?' he asked.
She smiled at him, showing her fangs just a little bit. Jack had always liked her smile, it was like she was up to no good, which he liked...

'That would be great, I need to get out of this house.'

They slowly walked in silence towards the beach. None of them needed words to express how they were feeling. They were anxious and scared. Of course Jack didn't let this show. He kept a brave face for her sake, and his own.

When they arrived at the beach, Jack inhaled sharply, which caught Jolie off guard. Why was he doing this? Was he feeling sorry for her? This annoyed her so she inhaled sharply to show it.
 Jack smirked and Jolie couldn't help but break a smile. It was the first time she had in weeks.

'We're going to be okay Jack, right?'
 He didn't say anything. Instead he grabbed her and kissed her hard. Almost like she was hope, and he was gripping onto it with every part of his being.

'They won't find us,' he finally said, 'I promise.'