Title: Over

Summary: Two days after FeLiNa Jesse meets Maci. This is their story. Jesse/OC

Rated: M

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters or story lines connected with Breaking Bad nor am I making any money from the writing of this story. Rated M for sexual situations and language. Read at your own digression.

A/N: Please review! It makes my heart happy.

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Jesse groaned as someone tapped on the driver's side window; pulling him out of the best sleep he had had in a long, long time. He pulled his hood off quickly; flooded with sunlight as he turned to the intruder. A girl about his age stood at the door glaring at him with her hand raised to knock as he pulled himself into a sitting position; opening the door slowly to emerge into the parking lot.

It had been two days since Mr. White had returned to Jack's compound and set him free from his prison. Two days since he took Todd's car and drove until it ran out of gas; drifting into what he thought was an abandoned parking lot about a million miles away from Albuquerque.

The girl continued to stare at him as he stepped out of the car and sized her up; she was tiny with long blond hair that cascaded down her back in soft waves and piercing blue eyes that seemed to see right into his dark soul. He dropped her stare at the thought, looking down at her simple black converse shoes.

"Yo, I thought this was just some abandoned... place. The car's out of gas and I uh," His voice sounded unfamiliar to him - hoarse from neglect as he tried to explain why he was trespassing on someone's property. He didn't want her to call the police. "This abandoned place is actually a bar and my shift starts in thirty minutes. Come inside if you want - it's a lot cooler."

Jesse watched her move past him and towards the building before he followed her inside. She was a foot shorter than him wearing blue jeans and a black tank top with a matching black apron around her thin waist. "I'm Maci. This is iRock's. Have a seat at the bar." She assured with a smile, watching him make his way to the offered seat as she dumped her bag behind the bar and pulled out her green Beat's headphones and a laptop.

"Jesse." He muttered in his low, gruff voice as she poured him a glass of ice water and slid it towards him. "I can't uh, pay for this."

"It's on the house."

He frowned at the thought of being somebody's charity case; opening his mouth to protest but his raw throat caused him to take the glass; words failing.

"Listen no offense but you look like shit. Drink up. Matt should be here in a few minutes I'll get him to make you a burger or something."

Jesse took a long drink from the glass, savoring the cool water as it soothed his throat. He wasn't used to the luxury of ice water anymore. He couldn't remember the last time he had ate anything with real substance - those redneck fuckers had kept him alive on half frozen pot pies and random servings of freezer burnt ice cream. His eyes met Maci's as she stood before him with a look of concern of her pretty face.

"So what's your story? You're not running from the cops are you?" Her gaze fell to his exposed wrists; raw and infected from where his shackles had rubbed continuously over the past several months. Jesse pulled his sleeves down quickly and shook his head; letting her know he didn't have the words to explain what had happened to him at the compound.

After the initial beating they had locked him in a hole with a tarp covering the top - he had never felt so alone and panicked in his life. Then those dumb fucks realized he could cook so they started feeding him just enough shit to keep him alive and forced him to cook meth until he would pass out from exhaustion. It was hell on earth.

"I'm just looking for somewhere to start over." He whispered, mostly to himself as their eyes met again. Maci frowned at the thought and nodded towards someone as they came inside - a tall, skinny guy who just threw his hand up and disappeared into the back of the building. "Well, it looks like today's your lucky day. We had two guys quit on us last week and could really use some clean up help around here. We usually get busy around two if you want to eat and go get cleaned up in the back? There's a locker room back there - guys on the left. I'll txt my roommate Jeremy and see if he can bring you something to change into. He's a little bigger then you though."

Jesse looked skeptical for a minute, trying to figure out why this stranger was being so kind to him. He definitely didn't deserve it.

"Why are you being so nice to me?" He asked suddenly, not used to anyone helping him out for nothing in return. Maci stood from her slouched position at the bar and smiled sweetly, calling for Matt to fire up the grill. "You just look like you could use a friend is all. Now, do you like cheese on your burger?"

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A/N: Re vamp time. Same concept of my previous fanfic "Over" but some new material and ideas. Hope it doesn't disappoint and really hoping for some reviews! Good, bad, ugly I just want to hear from you.

"What the fuck happened to you, bruh?"

Maci slapped Jeremy's chest as he walked into the bar and handed her a pile of clothes and toiletries; looking between her and Jesse. "Don't be a dick, J. This is Jesse and he's going to help us with clean up. Jesse this is Jeremy - he's one of the bouncers here but I'm sure he'd love to show you the ropes after you get finished in the back."

Jeremy groaned at the thought of trash duty but smiled at Jesse anyway, nodding towards the back of the building. "Locker rooms in the back. Hell of a shower - looks like you could use one." Maci just smiled as she handed Jesse the clothes and he followed Jeremy, who was well over six foot tall and built like a brick shit house; muscles on top of muscles. His dark eyes and shaved head put him in mind of a young Jack Welker which nearly sent him into a panic attack.

"Sup man? You cool?" Jeremy asked as they walked past the kitchen area and into the furthest part of the building where it broke off into two sections. The guy's locker room was on the left just like Maci had said. He looked down at the clothes in his hands, trying to think if he was cool or not. He had spent the past few months a slave to Nazi assholes making meth in a hot, poorly vented prison - chained to a steel beam as fear of his girlfriend's son's life haunted his every waking moment. No, he definitely wasn't cool.

"I, uh..."

Words were difficult for him.

Jeremy let it go and pointed to the locker room, ushering him inside. "I grabbed all the essentials - bar soap, razor, and shave cream. There's a towel in the closet beside the shitter." Jesse muttered a thank you as Jeremy turned to take his leave - catching his attention just before he hit the door. "Maci's a good girl. She's trustworthy and kind. I'm none of those things and I've got a black belt. You look like you've fucked a bunch of shit up in your life. Don't fuck this up."

Jesse turned to Jeremy's chilling warning as the bigger guy smiled suddenly and slapped him hard on the back with a laugh. "You seem cool though so I'm sure there won't be any issues. I owe Maci a lot and I've got to protect her. You'll get it one day. We cool?"

He nodded quickly, "We're cool." Assuring as Jeremy grinned and disappeared out of the locker room.

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Jesse stood under a hot stream of water watching the dirt and grime of his past life swirl down the drain. This was a new beginning for him - he could work a legit job; stay clean - make something of himself. You look like you've fucked a bunch of shit up in your life. Don't fuck this up. Was he that much of an open book that someone like Jeremy could just tell he was a fuck up? It didn't matter. He wouldn't fuck this opportunity up. He hoped.

Once he was clean he stepped from the shower - glancing at him in the steamed up mirror above the small sink. Jeremy had brought him blue jeans and a thin black thermal shirt that was indeed a bit too big for him but he didn't mind - he had always worn his clothes baggy. After he dressed he found his tired eyes in the mirror and frowned, noticing the scars on his face. Memories of Todd and Jack kicking him repeatedly flashed in his mind; causing him to grip the edge of the stink until his knuckles turned white.

They had beaten him within an inch of his life that first night. Kicking him repeatedly in the chest and face while his hands were bound with zip ties. What did you tell those dead pig fucks?! Jack demanded with a yell; delivering another blow to his broken ribs. I already told you everything you fucking psychos! Just fucking kill me already! It was the first time he had ever begged anyone to kill him. He didn't know how much more he could take. Kill that rat bastard Jack! One of the guys in the back yelled as Jack pulled out his gun and aimed it at his dead. Jesse closed his eyes; holding his breath as the hammer clicked.

In the locker room Jesse opened his eyes; letting go of the sink quickly as the feeling returned to his stressed fingers. His breathing was ragged and strained; panic on his face. Those white trash fucks had seriously fucked him up; physically and mentally. Once his hands stopped shaking he picked up the razor Jeremy had brought him and met his eyes in the mirror once more.

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"Hey."

Maci appeared in the doorway of the locker room thirty minutes later - looking at Jesse with concern as he continued to stare at himself in the mirror. He turned to look at her slowly; an unreadable look on his face as she forced a smile and held up a small first aid box. He was clean shaven now and she found herself taken back at his handsome face.

"I brought some antibiotic ointment and gauze for your wrists. They look really bad." She assured quietly, pointing to the bench beside the door. "Sit."

He did as he was told and gave her his right hand, watching as she slid his sleeve up his arm and gently turned his wrist over to inspect the damage. In the past hour this stranger had showed him more kindness than anyone had in a very long time. It made him never want to be away from her. "It's looking better now that you've had a shower." Maci lied, forcing a smile as she applied some antiseptic wash to the wound and then fished out the ointment from the small box. He had obviously been shackled to something for a long time to do this kind of damage. The skin was black where the metal had laid for so long and although the bleeding had subsided a deep raw gash was left. "I'm sorry this happened to you." Was all she could say.

Jesse studied her for a long moment; idly wondering what he ever did to deserve this. Had it not been for her who knows where he would be by now? The possibilities scared the shit out of him.

"I've done my fair share of bad shit. Sometimes I think I probably deserved this."

"You seem like a decent person."

He blinked at her words. He was a lot of things - murderer, drug addict, loser but decent person was pushing it. He was the bad guy and if anything he should run from this room and never look back but for the life of him he didn't want to say goodbye to Maci just yet. He didn't make her any comment; watching as she wrapped his wrists up with a clean white bandage.

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Fourteen hours later Jesse looked towards the bar as Maci announced to the crowd that it was "last call" and the large crowd of people drinking and dancing had to start moving out. Her long hair was pulled back into a tight pony tail and she looked radiant; her smile infectious as she searched the room for him and waved, hitting play on her laptop to fill the room with music once again. He had stayed busy keeping the tables cleaned off and trash taken out and it felt good to actually have a purpose - even if it was just cleaning a bar.

Another hour passed and he found himself standing at the exit with Maci and Jeremy as they locked the building up. "Thanks for helping out today. Place looks great." Maci assured quietly, fishing out a wad of cash from her pocket and placing it in Jesse's palm. "I'm not sure how much is there but we'll try to get you on the pay roll if you want."

Jesse pocketed the money and thanked them; turning back to Todd's busted up car with a frown. "Do you have somewhere to go?"

"I'll figure something out." He muttered, looking around the now deserted parking lot. "You can come to our place and get some rest if you want. Is that cool with you, J?" Jeremy looked up from his phone and looked between the too.

"What?"

"Jesse needs a place to crash."

Jeremy met Jesse's gaze for a moment and nodded. "Cool with me. Is that your car?"

"No."

"Alright. I'll get somebody to tow that pile of shit away then. You riding with Maci?"

Jesse nodded, ignoring Jeremy's sly smile as Maci ushered him towards her silver Pontiac parked a few feet away.

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"Do you always invite strangers to stay at your place? Guys who look like me?" Jesse gestured to himself as they drove down the street towards Maci's two bedroom apartments a few miles south of the bar. Despite his recent shower he couldn't shake his gaunt appearance and hollow, dead stare from the locker room mirror.

"A few years ago Jeremy showed up at the bar much like you did and I helped him out. Now he's a loyal friend. Sometimes you just have to help people out and hope for the best."

They pulled into the apartment complex a minute later and got out of the car; walking a few feet towards her building as she unlocked the door and pushed it open. "Home sweet home." Maci assured with a smile, clicking on the living room light. "Jeremy sleeps out here on the couch. You can take the spare room. Bathroom's down the hall and I think there's some pizza in the fridge from yesterday. Make yourself at home."

Jesse looked around the room quickly; a fancy computer was set up in the corner of the living room and a blanket was draped across the couch. There was a bedroom on the left side of the hallway and a bathroom across from it with what he assumed was Maci's bedroom at the end of the hall. Past the kitchen looked like a decent sized kitchen. It was a nice apartment.

"Thanks." He assured quietly, watching as Maci disappeared down the hall opening a small closet before returning with an extra blanket. "Jeremy probably stopped at one of his many girlfriends' houses before he comes home so you can grab something of his to sleep in and take another shower if you want. I'll heat up some pizza."

Jesse nodded at her direction; taking the offered blanket quickly. "Maci..." He called as she turned towards the kitchen. She turned back to him - her bright smile lighting up the room. "Yeah?"

"Seriously. Thank you... for everything."

xXx

"You know what we do to rats around here boy?"

Jesse winched as Jack's dirty boot came at him again and again; connecting with his already broken ribs. After he had his fill of that he reach down and lifted Jesse from the ground with ease - sliding his bettered body across the room to the sink - shoving his head under the faucet quickly. Jesse gasped in a quick breath of air before Jack turned the water on over his head in an attempt to drown him.

"That's right you rat bastard. We drown 'em!"

Jesse sat up in the bed quickly - looking around the unfamiliar room. He took in a breath to assure himself he wasn't being held under a stream of water and shook the thoughts of Jack from his head. They were dead. He was safe. For now. His gaze fell to a folded pile of laundered clothes at the bottom of his - Jeremy's - bed in the dimly lit room as a heavenly smell wandered through the apartment. It caused his stomach to groan in anticipation.

Slowly he pushed himself from the small but comfortable bed and stretched his body; flicking the side lamp on. Despite the recurring nightmares he couldn't remember he had slept so well. A small alarm clock beside the bed told him it was 5:37pm. After a minute he walked around the bed and picked up a simple navy blue thermal long sleeved shirt; placing it to his nose to inhale the clean smell of Tide with a hint of a girl he had recently met. He never imagined clean clothes would be so appreciated. A smile found his lips as he shed Jeremy's borrowed clothes and pulled the jeans and shirt on quickly before stepping into the living room.

To his surprise Jeremy was sprawled out on the couch; arms and legs dangling as he snored - loudly. It was suddenly mind numbing. Following his nose to the kitchen he found Maci next; she stood with her back to him standing over the stove with earbuds in her ears; moving her body to the silent music.

I don't practice Sangria. I ain't got no crystal ball. I had a million dollars but I spent it all! If I could find that henia and that sancho that she found; well I'd pop a cap in sancho and I'd slap her down!

She sang to herself quietly; stirring a large pot as her honey blond hair fell loosely down her back in soft waves; stopping just above her perfect ass. She was wearing simple gray shorts and a loose fitting bright pink shirt that had iRock's Bar and Grill in black lettering across the back. He hadn't realized just how beautiful his new friend was; inside and out.

Jesse cleared his throat as she turned around quickly; eyes wide as he smiled at her. "Great song." He assured as she blushed and pulled the ear buds from her ears. "Sublime is classic."

There was a huge spread of food before them; rolls, potatoes, green beans, macaroni and cheese plus whatever was in the oven. Maci noticed him looking over the food with desire. "I hope you like chicken? It's seasoned with Italian dressing. It's really good."

His mouth began to water at the thought of a homemade meal. The burger and pizza was great yesterday but he couldn't remember eating anything like this since before Aunt Ginny started chemo. Their eyes met from across the table and he found himself frowning. He couldn't stay. She had already done so much for him. "Uh, I couldn't impose again. I appreciate everything you and Jeremy have done for me but I..." He gestured to the clothes he was wearing. He could never repay her for all that she had done.

"I washed your other clothes but I couldn't justify you putting them back on. Todays a new day remember? You need something to remind yourself of that. I got the sizes from the other stuff. I hope that's okay?"

Jesse nodded with a smile, "Thank you." He assured again; turning as Jeremy emerged into the kitchen. He was tall and broad - taking up most of the extra space quickly. "If you two are done eye fucking each other from across the room let's eat. Grab a plate Jesse - she's not going to let you go that easy."

Maci rolled her eyes at her friend but smiled at Jesse. "I made all this food and there's starving people in Africa. Plus you can stay here as long as you want."

Jesse took an offered plate and looked at Jeremy carefully. "I can't just take over your room? You guys are lifesavers but I don't want to step on any toes." Jeremy looked like a pro MMA fighter. He deliberately wanted to avoid stepping on his toes. "I don't even sleep in there bro. The only time I'm in there is if I had a girl over..."

"Which is never because he's a loser with the ladies." Maci added quickly with a grin; taking a seat between the guys at the table. Jeremy just laughed; deserving the jab for his earlier comment. "It's cool if you stay. If you help out at the bar you can help out on rent or food or something. Maci did the same thing for me a few years ago. Who knows where I would have ended up if it wasn't for her?"

They shared a smile from across the table.

Jesse nodded as he took a bite of food; savoring the flavors. He could definitely get used to Maci's cooking.

Jeremy clapped his big hands together quickly causing a loud pop to fill the room. "Great. Now that that's out of the way there's just one more thing." Jesse looked towards him slowly with a mouthful of food. "You have to tell us your story, man. It's eating away at me!"

Maci just looked between the two; blue eyes giving away nothing. She was curious as to what had happened to him but didn't want to push. Jeremy however had no problem being rude or demanding.

Jesse swallowed hard; unsure if he wanted to relive the past two years of his life. They might boot him out on his ass if they found out who he really was. He met Maci's eyes from across the table; she deserved to know the truth. Put it out on the table and let the cards fall. Then they could decide if they really wanted him around. He would leave the part out about killing Gale but like she said today was a new day and he wanted to be honest with her.

"Dude it can't be any worse than some of the shit I've done. I spent six months in jail for robbing an old woman."

Jesse cleared his throat; keeping his eyes locked on Maci's. "Two years ago my high school chemistry teacher blackmailed me into helping him cook meth."

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