I don't own Night World. Dedicated to YayNessa for the great idea!

I thought up of these series of one-shots several months ago, and my own laziness made me start writing it XD Well, that and YayNessa's idea for Memories. So, an explanation is in order. These are alternative ways in which the Jez and Morgead we love so much find out that they're Soulmates. Some of them could be pretty long...

Oh, and an explanation for YayNessa for how long it took. I originally wrote it on a small piece of paper, which I consequently lost. Either it's somewhere within the rubbish at the bottom of my bag (I don't think it is...) or it is in someone's hand and they read it in bewilderment. Oh, and the original was bad. Really bad. I was going to rewrite it anyway, but I was happy with the beginning. Huh. Oh well, I'll try to remember as much as I can as I start writing it again... the good thing is that I re-read my stories so much that I can practically recite Huntress II word-for-word. This was only four sides...

Anyway, I'll stop warbling on like a demented idiot and let everyone read this XD.

'If only, if only,' the woodpecker sighs,
'The bark on the tree was as soft as the skies.'
While the wolf waits below, hungry and lonely,
He cries to the moo-oo-oon, 'If only, if only'.

If only, if only, the moon speaks no reply;
Reflecting the sun and all that's gone by.
Be strong my weary wolf, turn around boldly.
Fly high, my baby bird,
My angel, my only.

- Louis Sacchar

Meant to Be

Okay. Jez had to admit it.

Sometimes holidays did get boring.

It was that moment after they finished a hunt and all there was to do was annoy Morgead and stare out of the window. Oh, and the stupid holiday homework her teachers loved so much. Bracken had already grounded her for not doing one piece (Morgead had helped her sneak out, but Bracken found out and hid her motorcycle. Jez had had to 'borrow' Morgead's bike. He hadn't been very happy.), and Jez was getting annoyed with the teachers getting annoyed that she refused to show up to the detentions. Bracken had threatened her pretty harshly. He had hit Jez once, and if she was honest with herself, she never wanted that to happen again.

Jez sighed and shook her head so that her hair fell forward and quickly wrote down 'London' on the piece of Geography homework she had in front of her, without looking at the question, then discarded the piece of paper next to her. She was already failing Geography, anyway.

She sighed and drew her knees up and clasped them to her chest, amusing herself by lengthening and retracting her fangs. She stopped once her jaw started aching badly.

"What can we do?" Thistle's voice was thick with boredom.

Jez twisted her head to look at the others. Morgead was sitting completely still, since he turned 16, he was able to stay still for as long as he wanted without going crazy. Val had one of Morgead's fighting sticks out, and seemed to be trying to snap it. Raven was filing her nails and cleaning out the dried blood from under them. Thistle was in the exact same position as Jez and Pierce was... well, Jez wasn't sure what he was doing. He appeared to be having a staring contest with a photo that Morgead had put up a few months ago.

"We could try truth or dare?" Raven said.

"Might as well," Morgead said, suddenly snapping back to life. He exchanged a glance with Jez. She shrugged.

"I'll go first!" Val said suddenly. He threw the fighting stick to the other side of the room before closing one eye and pointing out one finger. It stopped moving at Thistle.

She sat up and smiled sweetly, looking as innocent as a guinea pig (A/N: Don't ask. It was my friend Amy's idea...).

"Dare," she said firmly and suddenly flashed her fangs. She'd definitely ruined that image.

Val frowned, thinking deeply. "Oh! I've got a good one," he grinned at all of them before looking back at Thistle. "Jump off the roof."

Morgead and Jez exchanged one of their 'Val looks'.

Thistle looked at him weirdly. "You have the worst imagination," she muttered, before jumping up and running gracefully out of the door.

Val blinked and frowned at Jez. "What did she mean, I have the worst imagination?"

A small shape plummeted past the window.

Raven sighed. "She does that practically every day, Val. Hadn't you noticed?"

"Yes," he said patiently, still gazing at her as if he expected her to continue. Jez stifled a laugh, realising that Morgead was doing the same.

"Do you notice that the sun rises in the morning and sets in the evening?" Morgead said, still stifling a laugh.

"I don't get it."

"'Course you don't," Jez interjected.

He crossed his arms, looking away from them all.

Thistle burst through the door. "Well, that was fun!" she said. "My turn, my turn," she paused, then glanced at Raven. "Can I choose two people to do a joint dare?"

Raven shrugged. "It would be more interesting than just one person. Why not?"

Thistle grinned. "Okay. Jez and Morgead."

That grin was worrying Jez. What had she up her sleeve?

She pursed her lips for a second before turning to them. Her grin resembled a Jack-o-lantern's.

"Kiss."

Everything was silent for a second.

"Thistle..."

"Quit it, Raven. They're always bragging that they would never refuse any dare. I kinda want them to refuse this one."

"Well, we're not."

Jez heard her voice speak out, without her consciously commanding herself. She felt herself blush slightly, and fought it. She could feel Morgead's surprised gaze on her.

"Really?" Thistle said in a wondering voice.

"Jez..."

"Don't bother, Morgead. I'm not refusing a dare."

She turned slightly towards him. He was gazing at her with an expression she couldn't understand.

"Are you sure?" he said. There was something suppressed in his voice.

She looked at him for a second, and could feel her cheeks colouring. She nodded, then moved towards him, closing the couple of feet that separated them.

He stayed completely still, frowning slightly, but as Jez moved even closer, he was the one who closed the last few centimetres between their lips when Jez hesitated.

She melted as soon as they touched. Sparks flew between them, the whole cheesy romantic film bit. Jez had had no idea that it was like that though.

After several seconds, he pulled away, even though Jez's hand was pressed against his hair, fighting to keep him where he was. He pushed her away gently, sending a quick message telepathically, 'Not when they're all here, Jez.'

Jez let him push her away, and looked back at the others. Thistle was watching them with a strange expression.

Raven flicked a glance at her. "Maybe we should go," she said uncertainly.

"If... if you want," Jez said, fighting the tremors in her voice. She hated how weak they made her seem.

Raven rolled her visible eye before getting up, ushering Thistle to leave in front of her. The others left without saying anything.

"Jez..." Morgead said.

"Oh, be quiet," Jez said, before pressing her lips to his again.

She could feel him smiling as he kissed her back.