Jesse shivers slightly, a foggy mist forming everytime he lets out a breath of air. Oregon is much colder in October than New Mexico. He'd spent a good hour packing after he'd gotten off the phone before Walt had shown up, ready for the drive. They'd spent 24 hours in the car, only ever stopping to use the restroom or switch between passanger and driver. It was a long, quite drive. After almost the 24th hour, Mr. White had announced they were near the address he'd recieved. A busy Target parking lot. They'd exited the car and Jesse took in the unknowing people that pass him by. None of them know who he is, what he's done in his life. He was no one. The thought feels strange to him the second it comes.

Just as Jesse begins to complain about waiting out in the cold for some people he didn't even know, a sleek black 2014 Ford Mustang with tinted windows pulled up next to the two men quickly. A tall blonde man in a black suit, sunglass and an ear piece exited the passenger side and smiled nicely.

"Mr. White." Jesse could almost hear the tightening of Walter's jaw. "May I see your keys?" Reluctantly he placed them into the large man's hand and looked over to Jesse. "You'll be riding with me, sir. Mr. Pinkman, you ride with her."

When he looked towards the car he sucked in a deep pull of air. A young woman, maybe only 22 or 23 smiles at him. Her wavy chestnut hair sits lightly on her shoulders and her green eyes are damn near hypnotic. She curved slightly at her hips, but kept a very young edge to her appearence. The woman's black heels shuffled slightly as she moved forward, hand out in greeting to Mr. White. Jesse could tell she liked simplicity due to the plain white teeshirt under a dark leather jacket and acid wash jeans she wore.

"Hi, I'm Jennifer. Mister White, it's a true pleasure to meet you." Jennifer's voice sounded cheeky and laid back but rehearsed, Jesse couldn't help but stare. "You're Jesse, right?" Her question made him jump.

Quickly, Jesse snapped out it and shook her small hand maybe a bit harder than necessary, "Yeah, uh, nice to meet you." Closer now, he could see the browns and golds hidden in Jennifer's eyes. She was no Wendy, that's for sure.

"Let's get going, kay?" By now he can tell she wasn't reciting her lines, she was just going with it. Less like a robot. Jesse slides into the passenger seat and the car ignites into a low purr. He couldn't help but admire the car. Compared to his car back at home, this is golden. "You like? She's my baby." She chuckles lightly and pats the dash.

"Yeah," Jesse nods. "It's a really nice car."

"Go ahead and take a nap if you'd like, it'll be a while before we get to my office."

Jesse's eyebrows come together in confusion. 'Her office?' "Your office?"

Jennifer casts a sideways glance at him like he is an idiot, "Um, yeah. My office. I'm the Jones half of Jones & Plumb. You didn't know?" She scoffs like she couldn't believe it.

"Nah, I was expecting some dudes or something. Hey!" Jennifer landed a punch on his arm and it hurt. "What the hell was that for?!" He hollered.

The responding glare sent him the message loud in clear. 'For being a prick.' He knows that look. "Sorry." He grumbled.

"Apology accepted." Jesse was getting annoyed of all these silent car rides, so he clicked on the radio. A CD started and Don't Fear the Reaper by Blue Oyster Cult filled the car and the continued to speed up the highway to Seattle as the rain begins to trickle down.

Okay. So this chapter is making me really nervous. I accidentally clicked out of the window and lost all of my work and wanted to cry. I'm trying so hard on not procrastinating right now. I WANT TO FINISH THIS! We've met Jennifer, punk and chill so what do you guys think Plumb will be like? Let me know? ~With Love, Fangirl