Okay I saw that there was very little stories for Jason and Charlie for the show Revolution. But I do know that everyone is writing what would happen if he jumped too on the last episode "Soul Train", mine is going to be a little different. You will see.

Don't expect fluff at first. They have some things to work out before then. The perspective will come from both of them.

For those worrying about my other stories, yes they are coming. I just got inspired and usually that inspires me to write other things as well.

Please, please REVIEW. I would love to hear what you have to say.

I was listening to the Living Room Songs by Olafur Arnalds while writing if you wish to follow.


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She had been so close. So close to getting him. Danny. If only she had more training, or better fighting sense to attack Neville more efficiently and effectively. Instead she was being held by Nate, or whatever his name was. His strength over powered her, and pissed her off. How was it that everyone seemed so much more capable than she was? Or smarter? Meaner?

"Bring me the girl! I'm going to shoot the bitch!" Captain Neville's eyes bulge out and his nose flares. Charlie has a horrible feeling that this is the end, and she couldn't even save her brother before she died. Her life passes before her in one agonizing moment, and she thinks of what she often says to herself, 'Everyone leaves me.'

The truth was now she was going to leave. She's not sure what's worse. Who would make sure Danny got saved? Miles? No, she had to beg him constantly to keep up the search. No she was it, and she had failed.

Then she heard something that she could never have expected even it was from him, the one who has saved her too many times. "Shield your head." He quietly ordered.

Confusion swamps her, but she tries in vain to understand what he means. He can't mean for her to shield herself from a gunshot. Suddenly he is moving her to the door, Danny disappears from her view and the door is her new focus. Nate is opening it up, and she realizes in complete terror what is about to happen. She was about to be thrown from a train. Maybe saving her life, but surely damning Danny's. She wants to scream no, to beg to be kept with Danny, but it's too late for that and she's too shocked. Her actions and rational thinking are completely handicapped.

Finally he pushes her and she loses any balance she had. She would never have been able to stop him. Utter panic first grips her as the ground becomes closer in a half a second, but somehow his order has stuck in her brain and she holds her hands over her head and face. She rolls until her body loses its forward motion. She cries out in half pain, half sorrow. She's lost him. She has no way to know what will happen now.


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Jason watched as his father held a gun to the boy's head. He held Charlie close to him wishing she would disappear so that no harm could come to her, either harm to herself or if his father decided that killing her brother would be better. Then his father says something that makes the blood in his body run cold.

"Bring me the girl! I'm going to shoot the bitch!"

Jason can't remember much of how his father used to be before the blackout. All he knew right then was that his father wasn't this, whatever this was. He was a stranger to him, a dangerous stranger.

He couldn't let anything happen to Charlie. It was an emotion so strong and determined, though he could not exactly name it. Even though he can't figure out what it is exactly he feels for her, he knows she deserves more. He can't watch her die, can't let her down.

When he whispers to her he finds himself wanting to say so much more, but again he is unsure of what to say. She mixes him up, makes him feel completely different. He should hate it, feel threaten. But instead he relishes when she around. What the hell was wrong with him?

His movements are deliberate and quick. He was going to make sure she survived, as long as she didn't kill herself getting thrown from the train.

When he lets her go he instantly misses her, worries for her. She seems to be alright though as he watches her roll away.

Then he hears footsteps behind him and a hand around his neck. His father, his own flesh and blood, looks like he will hurt him. He is not squeezing hard enough to incapacitate him, but Tom Neville's eyes are on fire. Jason has woken up a giant. He thought things couldn't get any worse, but he sees now that he is wrong.

"You have just forfeited any protection I can give you. Are you crazy?" His voice feels like daggers. "Get off this train."

Jason freezes, hoping he's kidding. But his father hasn't had that kind of attitude in some time. Neville was serious. He considers begging, but his masculinity screams against it even if it is his father.

Tom Neville, Captain of the Monroe Republic Militia is the one that pulls the gun on him and demands once more, "Get off this train!"

It feels as if everything has slowed down. Jason remembered movies where this feeling was visually displayed. He suddenly wants to tell his father that it's not quite like what he's seen in the movies all those years ago. The sensation is more powerful, more debilitating.

But somehow he manages to turn around to look out to the scenery passing by, and then he hesitates a moment. This was it. This was the end of his career in the militia. This was most likely the end of his relationship with his father. His mother, he would probably never see again. His heart feels like it's being torn from his chest. This can't be real. When he turns his head one more time to make sure that it's not a mind game (he prays it is), he sees the barrel of a gun and the fire of conviction in his father's eyes.

He doesn't fight it. Doesn't cry or yell. He does something he never does. He gives up. He jumps.