The girl had been running through his mind. Where was she from? And how did he know her? He knew he might never see her again, but he didn't care. He also knew that if he didn't find out who she was, he would go insane. So, that night, while the whole lodging house lay asleep, he crept out onto the fire escape. And, without one look back, found his way to the ground, disappearing into the night.


She woke to the never-ending rumbling of her stomach. The hunger was getting worse and worse. She could barely walk; much less defend herself on the streets. She knew that soon, there would be no evidence that she had ever existed. Her ears perked up as she heard footsteps. Footsteps were never good, she knew. She relaxed as she lay there, knowing that these might be her last moments on earth.


He turned the corner, and saw her. She was where she had been two days ago. She was still lying in the box, but he knew she had moved. He crept closer to her. Was she awake? Was she alive? As he peered over at her, he noticed that she looked like she was still sleeping, and thankfully breathing. He also noticed that she was still familiar, more so now because he could see her better. Again, his memory sparked. This was going to drive him insane. And then her eyes shot open. He didn't even get a word out before she started speaking, quietly and calmly.

"If you do intend to kill me, please do it now. I can't stay like this. I can't move, which means I definitely can't defend myself. So go ahead. I won't stop you." She had given up; used her last ounce of energy to surrender. He wouldn't let her go down without a fight.

"I don't want to see you in pain, much less die. Come with me, and you'll be better." Her eyes feebly opened.

"Why do you expect me to believe you? How can I trust you?" And then his mind cleared, and he knew.

"Because, you trusted me before and I didn't let you down then. Please Leslie." She looked at him, a mixture of fear and confusion on her face. Then he saw the recognition and realization dawn on her.

"Jack?" When he heard her say that, he swept her up. As they walked away, he whispered in her ear.

"I'm not going to let you go."


Hmmm... sorry for my sappiness. I have the story in my head, but I can't write it down. So for now, this is all there is. And now that I think about it, this could have easily just been one chapter. A long chapter. But my ideas don't flow that fast, my apologies. And again, sorry for my gushiness! Stay pretty~

~Midnight Dust

P.S. Reviews would be nice! =)