Okay so this is just one-shot at the moment and it could be awful because I wrote it late at night. I liked the idea that some people have used where Jac is afraid of thunder storms so I've based my fic around that. Thanks people if you know who you are. It's basically just an excuse for pure Janny fluff! I may carry on (not sure where) depending on what you guys think. Anyway, I'll shut up and let you read now, enjoy it friends! please R&R :) xx

There was a deafening crash! A blinding flash of blue light! Jonny rolled over in bed as the clock glared back at him in bright red '2:04.' He got up and stood by the window, watching once again as the lightening flashed and thunder roared above the house. He didn't mind storms too much, they reminded him of his childhood, sitting with his brothers playing cards in the candle light. He climbed black under the warm covers of his bed and lay there for a while. The storm may not have effected him, infact he quite liked it. However, he knew someone who wouldn't be so relaxed. He wondered how Jac was coping with the storm.

'2:40' the clock glared back at him. He'd lay there for half an hour worrying about her, she was probably sat alone in her flat, panicking. He couldn't stand it any longer, he pulled on yesterday's jeans and a scruffy t-shirt and ran through the rain into his car.

Jac sat in her empty flat in the early hours of the morning. She had curled herself into a tight ball and hid under her duvet. The thunder crashed again, louder than before. She let out a small cry, so glad no one was there to hear her weakness. There were tears streaming down her cheeks and she couldn't stop them. She knew as much as the next person that her fear was totally irrational, that she was completely safe in her bedroom, but she couldn't help but panic. She could feel her breathing getting quicker by the miniute, she knew she had to calm down. Suddenly she heard a knock on the door, breaking the silence between the storm.

She hesitated answering, it was logical after all, who would be at her door at this time of night? She heard a deep voice
"Jac? It's Jonny, are you alright?" She poked her head out from under the duvet 'what the hell was he doing here?' "Jac? Are you awake?" He stood outside the door, this was stupid, what was he thinking, she was probably fast asleep! He turned round and slowly began to make his way back downstairs. The door opened silently
"...Jonny?" He stopped and turned back round to see a dishevelled looking figure staring back at him. Her eyes were puffy, she looked pale and afraid under the faint corridor lights. They stood in silence for a moment, surveying the situation. Then there was another crack of thunder near by. Jac wrapped the blanket tighter around herself, crying and backing slightly into her flat.

Instictively Jonny rushed towards her, embracing her in a hug and stroking her soft red hair. He expected her to try to escape or shout at him but she didn't. She buried her head in his arms, he could feel her body shaking violently as he held her. He whispered softly in her ear as he shut the door, guiding her to the couch
"Jac...it's alright, i've got you, everything's gunna be alright Jac." He sat with her, keeping her calm until she fell asleep in his arms. He checked his watch '3:15' they had to be in work by eight. He gently slipped his arms around her, cradleing her weary body in his arms and lifted her into bed. After deciding that the consultant would probably be back to her normal self in the morning he opted to sleep on the sofa, to save himself from the lecture.

She wasn't in a very deep sleep, she noticed him moving her but she was too tired to react. She still flinched slightly at every crash of thunder though. The noise made its, way into her dreams. She was back home as a young girl. She heard this loud bang. Someone was trying to get in. They were breaking the door down! She heard a loud deep voice
"Jac! I know you're in there you little slut! Get out here now!" She stayed perfectly stil. She couldn't work out who it was that was after her. This was just a dream wasn't it? A horrible, terrifying dream. A nightmare. It was...wasn't it? Another huge bang!...and another!...they were getting louder! In her mind she saw the door tremble from the force behind it. Again! It was too much! He'd kicked so hard that the door had actually caved in! He was coming towards her!

Jonny woke from his deep slumber startled as the thunder roared right above his head. He cursed and began to go back to sleep when he heard a terrified screaming. Jac! He ran towards her room, bursting in without a thought. He heard a muffled cry. He flicked the light on to see a shell of a woman curled up in the corner.
"He got in! He's going to get me! I'm sorry! Tell him i'm sorry!" She whimpered and cried. Concern struck across Jonny's rugged features at this sight. He took his time, walking slowly towards her.
"Jac?" He whispered softly "what do you mean? Who's gonna get you?" She was shivering in the corner of her dark room, whether it was pure fear or the chill of the night Jonny didn't know but be grabbed a blanket off the bed anyway as he crept forward. She looked back at him, scared and confused
"I...he...was trying to get through the door..." she sounded so certain that it was real. He was right in front of her now, crouched down in front of the quivering wreck cooing
"Jac...you're ok, it was just a dream, the storm probably caused you to have a nightmare." She nodded slowly and then curled up tighter as another roar of thunder filled the air. She buried her face into her knees, whishing the storm away. "Jac, come here" Jonny whispered calmly, holding his arms out just a couple of metres away. She looked at him hesitantly but they stood up together slowly and without her noticing, Jonny wrapped her up in the protection of the blanket.

He pulled her gently back onto the bed and under the covers. The lightening lit up the room again, shortly followed by a loud crash. This only caused Jac to move closer to the nurse, grabbing on to him tightly. He wrapped his arms even tighter around her shoulders and stroked her red hair as he reassured her that she was ok and he wasn't going anywhere. He could feel her heart beating quickly against his body and her breathing was fast and irregular. He incospicuously attempted to slow her heart down by keeping her focused on his voice and hugging her tightly whenever the storm lashed out. He looked down at her and realised just how vulnerable she was right then. To any onlooker she would've looked like a mess, a complete emotional wreck. Jonny didn't think that though, infact he made a point of telling her how well she was doing. It may not have seemed like much in comparison to what was going on both outside her flat and inside her head, but his kind words were just about the only thing keeping her sane. "It's alright Jac, you're doing really well. We're nearly through it now." He kept going like this for what seemed like hours until he said "Jac. I'm so proud of you y'know." To hear someone say that meant more to Jac Naylor than anyone could understand. She fidgeted slightly and lifted her head out of the duvet so Jonny could see her face. Well, he'd turned the light off before they'd got in to bed but he could make out her features. Her smooth red hair glistened in the moonlight. Her beautiful green eyes twinkled and danced with emotion. Her cheek bones stole out in the dark of the night. Even at this early hour of the morning she was beautiful. "Okay?" He whispered, gently kissing her forehead. She nodded and shuffled closer to him, laying her head on his chest.
"Jonny..." she murmured after a while. Jonny mumbled back sleepily
"Mmmm?" She inhaled slowly and then simply said
"Thank you" and closed her eyes to attempt to get some sleep. She had no doubt she would in Jonny's arms, she felt inexplicably safe with the Scott. Jonny smiled at her unusual behaviour and replied "no problem Naylor."