1st February 2013 Friday

Day 32

All right, so I'm publishing a new story called February (any else notice how cool the months sound as titles?) so I've completed January and creating a new story so it's easier to find your favourite chapters rather than scrolling through 365 chapters, and publishing a new story will also increase our category story count. Hence, this is the sequel to January.

Disclaimer: Nothing has changed in the last month; I do not own the show.

Zap tossed and turned in his bed, a dream from the memories of last night swirling in his subconscious.

"Shut up," were the last words he heard leave her mouth before she returned the kiss, and his feelings for that matter.

The grin never left his face after that. The rooftop had been perfect; flight to the top of a building, fireworks display, it couldn't have been more romantic than if it had been an actual movie. The kiss lasted a while, longer than Zap thought as he tried to hide his gasp for breath when they separated. Jenny's hands moved to his shoulders, Zap's fingers interlacing behind her back.

"What now"? she questioned; her voice breathy as she inhaled. He shared a similar look to her, blank with no thoughts whatsoever about the future.

"I don't know," he murmured back to her as he bought his lips to her fringe. He felt her hands move around to his waist, bringing him in to a tight hug. Once again, they stood like that for a while, watching as the colourful fireworks turned back into white stars. As darkness took hold and the chilly wind picked up again, they left the rooftop and made it back to the hover ship, their ride joined by Tung and Bream as they journeyed back to Earth.

As the sun pierced through his eyelids, Zap woke up with the same smile he fell asleep with, proud of last night's events. He leapt out of his bed, ignoring the stinging that the cold metal floors had on his feet. He didn't care in the slightest. It was a good day to leave his room because it was time to wake up his girlfriend.

Jenny lay awake in her bed, a thoughtful expression crossing her face. She hadn't slept that much as her mind wandered over the events of last night.

She had kissed him…kissed Zap! Jenny certainly wasn't planning on it but she was so caught up in the moment, the romantic setting and the fireworks, that she wasn't thinking.

That's exactly the problem she was having now; she was thinking too much.

Are they going out now? Could they make this relationship work? What would everyone else think?

Her mind had been racing with these questions and more, creating both good and disastrous scenarios to follow the various answers.

Finally, her mind had been made up, and as she begrudgingly pulled herself out of her bed, she was not happy with her answer, but understood it as the right one.

The coldness of the metal floor shot through her body as her feet touched the ground, almost persuading her to get back in to bed. The clone shook her head solemnly, deciding against. What she had to do, she had to do now.

The hall stretched farther and farther, like it was extending further away and making Jenny's journey to Zap's room all the more gut wrenching.

Zap appeared from the other end of the corridor, his smile broadening as he caught her figure. Before Jenny realised, they were toe to toe and staring blankly at each other.

"Hey," Zap grinned cheekily. He held out his hand to grasp hers, but she pulled them away. The smile on the pilot's face dropped almost as instantly as her hands.

"Look, Zap, I've been thinking…" she shyly looked away as her eyes glazed over, fighting tears.

"Oh, you've been thinking," he spoke in a cynical tone, his own eyes beginning to water. Her mouth moved in to a pout as she tried to stop her chin from trembling.

Her head shook slightly, a choking sob released that was quickly covered up as a cough. "It's inappropriate for colleagues-"

"It doesn't matter as long as the two people care about each other!" his voice raised as his hands balled in to fists.

Jenny shook her head again, the tears flowing freely down her cheeks. Zap's frown couldn't get any lower, his jaw jutting out and his brows furrowing down in anger.

"I'm so sorry Zap," she brought her hand up to her mouth in a cry before turning around and running back to her room, her loud sobs could be heard from all the way back down the corridor.

A single tear left a streak mark down Zap's cheek which was quickly wiped away with the back of his hand. With an annoyed yell, his balled up fist collided with the side of the wall before he walked back to his room, leaving a large dent mark in the steel. His boots made a clinking noise as they echoed down the eerie hallway and back to his bedroom.

It wasn't until he locked himself in his room that more tears began to fall, allowing himself to cry freely in the privacy of his room.

Maybe it wasn't a good day to leave his room.

This turned out sadder than I thought, but I was always planning this chapter. Anyway, don't feel too sorry, after all, last time something like this happened, things DEFINITELY worked out. Tell me what you think! R&R! Happy February everyone!