Here is chapter two! Thank you so much to those who have liked and reviewed the first chapter as well as chapters one and two of my Jimmy Darling fanfic. Have some cookies and Champagne on behalf of Mr. March!

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Morning broke over Los Angeles. The people started out their busy day as always. Mrs. Evers was off doing her daily chores. Changing the linens and making sure all was clean.

"Good morning!" She announced as she walked into Jane's room. "I see it is a glorious morning on your birth..." She stopped when she saw the child sitting there facing the window.

Alone.

"Oh my..." Mrs. Evers placed the sheets down on the bed and walked over to sit beside her. She was quiet as she did so. Seeing the tear stained face of the little girl broke her dead heart. "Oh Jane..."

"They forgot..." She sobbed "They forgot..."

"Oh sweetheart Im so-" She jumped up and ran out of the room. "Jane! Oh Jane wait!" Mrs. Evers ran behind her "Jane wait!" Mrs. Evers gasped as Jane fell down onto the carpet. "Oh Jane dearest are you hurt?" Mrs. Evers knelt down and inspected her. Apart from a rug burn on her knee she was unharmed. "Oh dear. Come with me sweetheart. Come with me." She took her by the hand and walked with her down to the elevator.

Liz was at the front desk drinking her morning tea when she heard the elevator ding. Looking up she sighed seeing Jane with Mrs. Evers. "Oh no..." She said as she walked over causing Jane to run to her. Liz picked Jane up and hugged her close. "Oh sweetiepie..." She gave a nod to Mrs. Evers who walked off to go and find Mr. March.

"What happened?" Iris called out as she came out from the lobby office.

"Jane's parent's forgot her birthday." Liz sat Jane on the desk as she pulled out a handkerchief. "There now. Dry your eyes." She dabbed at Jane's cheeks "Looks like that knee needs a bandaid."

"I'll get the first aid kit." Iris said as she walked to the back all the while Liz tended to Jane.

"There now. Tears are all gone." Liz said with a soft smile as she pulled Jane into a hug. Her hand rubbed her back trying to comfort the little girl. "It will be okay sweetpea. It will be okay."

"I've got the band aid. Sadly it's...not anything girly or princess just a plain old band aid." Iris opened the first aid kit to bring out an alcohol swab. "This might sting." The cold alcohol swab brushed against the scrape causing Jane to wince slightly. "There we go..." She said as she placed the band aid on her knee. "All done."

"Thank you Iris." Jane offered her a half smile which caused the older woman to lean in and hug her.

"No problem sweetheart." Iris returned the smile before she went to the office to put everything away.

"Come on sweetpea...smile. Please?" Liz asked no Liz was practically begging.

"I just thought..."

"I know." A heavy sigh came from her "I know. But I will promise you this. You will have an amazing birthday. I promise." Her hands ran along Jane's hair. "Have I ever lied to you before?"

"No..."

"THere you see?" Liz smiled "Now come on let's go get you ready." Jane jumped down and took ahold of Liz's hand as they made their way back up to her room.

Meanwhile...

"Mr. March?" She called out as she walked into the room. "Mr. March?"

"Yes Mrs. Evers." James said as he appeared with a glass of scotch. "You look rather distressed. Has something happened?"

"Jane..."

James froze, "What about Jane?" He looked harshly at Mrs. Evers.

"Her parents...I walked into her room to wake her up and start the day off but." Hazel sighed heavily "They forgot her birthday."

"Dear me...this won't do..won't do at all. Is she alright?"

"She got up and ran. Scrapped up her knee but she is alright..physically of course."

"And where is little Jane now?"

"With Iris and Liz."

"Good. Good...I want you to bake the best birthday cake you can for her. She deserves it after all. Dear god Mrs. Evers what has this child done to me?" James looked at her curiously. "Am I losing my grip? Am I no longer terrifying?"

"If I may be frank Mr. March?" SHe waited for him to nod "Perhaps, Jane is just what this place needs. Oh you are frightening and you have not lost your touch one bit. But, Jane is a beautiful soul and perhaps that is what you were missing in your life." Mrs. Evers smiled at James. "You have gone so many years with a wife who has despised being in your presence. Now here comes a child, a girl...who hangs on your every word. Perhaps Mr. March...something will come of it." She smiled as she went down to the kitchen.

James placed his pipe back between his lips. His legs moved about in a slow pace around his room. He pondered what Mrs. Evers had said. Was she even right? Before he knew it he had paced for over thirty minutes and his pipe was empty. He sighed heavily and put it down before drinking some scotch. He did think fondly of the little girl. He had been since she first took interest in what he did. She read books about things that only adults might. Books on killers and supernatural things.

It was her birthday last year that she had asked him to dance with her. It had been rather awkward at first but...

Here...stand on my toes and there we are much better posture.

Am I doing it right?

Yes dear we can make you a fine ballroom dancer yet.

The way her eyes looked up at him with such happiness. Those big bright eyes behind those glasses. The way she laughed as he spun her around the room in the waltz. Mrs. Evers was right.

Jane already had him on his hands and knees for her. A smile crept to his face thinking about it all. He had happily become submissive to the countess desperate for her love and affection.

But with Jane...he already had it in spades. Walking over to his closet he picked out his best suit. Jane's birthday would make her smile brighter than he had ever seen before.

"There we are." Liz said as she looked at Jane "oh you should be a model for Vogue if they ever got a child category."

"You think I am that pretty?" Jane looked up at Liz as her glasses were removed.

"Oh darling, sometimes I think you are prettier than me." She smiled as the two shared a laugh. "Come on, I smell cake." They joined hands and walked down into the lobby. Once the doors dinged open Jane gasped.

"Surprise!" Iris and Mrs. Evers said as the little girl ran forth. "Happy birthday Jane." Her baby blue dress spun as she was twirled around. The women fawned over her as James stood there watching. Seventy years it had been since there had been any shred of happiness in this hotel. Even if it had been his own.

James March couldn't stop the smile that formed on his face as he watched the little girl dancing with Liz Taylor.

"Alright ladies, time for the real dancer here. Come on Jane lets show em how it's done!" She grabbed James's hand as they began to dance together. The happiness and the music reminded him of the contagious dancing days of the roaring twenties.

A time he had missed greatly. But as the twenties had sailed by so did the time at the Hotel Cortez. Jane's parents had moved them to Los Angeles permanently as it was closer to their new jobs. This allowed Jane to spend more time at the hotel. The residents there watched her grow.

Lis and Iris helped her with her studies. Mrs. Evers taught her skills she would need when she grew up. How to cook and clean and even to sew.

James was able to throw lavish parties at the Hotel once again. This intern allowed him to begin his killings again. And since the hotel deep in the heart of Los Angeles everyone turned an eye in the other direction.

One Halloween in particular, Jane stumbled upon James in the midst of disposing of a body. He was covered in blood as he poured acid into the tub where his victim lay.

Jane was now 14 at the time. When she walked into the room he was instantly distracted. He almost thought he was back in the 20's with how she was dressed. A beautiful beaded dress with a deep v-neck that glittered in the low light of his room. Tde dress had beaded fringe that went down to her knees. Her hair was even done up in the style as was her makeup. "Jane..." he was so stunned he had completely forgotten about his victim.

"I'm sorry I didn't know you were busy..." She blushed heavily as he walked forward.

"No no dear Jane it's alright. Just a hobo really. I was bored..." He admitted sheepishly. "I get very bored these days..."

"I know that is why I came. I...wanted to spend halloween with you. Like I always do. I know that Devil's Night is the night when you are with your kind of people. The murderers and such. But I wanted to see if..."

"You mean our tradition my dear. Oh yes of course I wouldn't have it any other way." She smiled brightly at his words. For several years now Jane had been showing James many different horror films. She loved listening to him critique the movies. How he would yell at how stupid the victim or even the villain was. Deducing how the villain would mess up and get caught.

"I will meet you down in the lobby then." She smiled and leaned up to kiss his cheek. Happily she ran out of the room leaving James rather flustered. He gulped down the knot in his throat and went back to doing what he was doing. Very quickly. Once he had finished he cleaned up and materialized in the lobby.

The two sat and watched their movies. While under the watchful gaze of Liz Taylor. He felt as if he was being Chaperoned by one of Jane's parents. It made him feel like a school boy out on his first date with his beau.

And like every time, Jane would fall asleep on his shoulder while his arm was around her. James gently carried her up to his room, number 78, and let her sleep for the night.

"You know you can never be with her." He heard the voice of the countess.

"Ah there you are dear. I wondered where you and your boy toy have been."

"Cut the crap James I can see right through you. You have feelings for the little human don't you?"

"What if I do? Hm? Am I not allowed? You get to bite and suck every handsome little thing on the planet earth. Yet why when I finally find someone that will make me move on from you...you feel threatened? I thought that is what you wanted?" He gave her a deadly sneer as he closed the door. "Stay away...from MY Jane." He growled which only caused her to laugh and walk away.

"As if she could ever love you."

"She has loved me more than you." He murmured mostly to himself as he sighed. His jane...yes he had said it right.

HIS...Jane.