Same disclaimer applies, I own nothing but the characters I made up for this fic, I do NOT make any profit off of this (in fact I'm broke), please don't sue me for borrowing the world.

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Killswitch

It did indeed take a full night of 'convincing', not that Jessica complained about that one bit. The sun, according to the morning news, was due to rise at approximately 6:25 AM over the California coast. Jess was up around 4:45.

In the darkness of the night, she was really glad it was half a mile or so to the next house, because, in the growing heat of mid-spring, she went outside and through the junk parts in nearly nothing - Dan's t-shirt looked good on her, and she threw on a pair of loose khaki shorts she'd had stuffed in the bottom of her closet for a while.

By six, you could hear the birds starting to sing, the morning doves cooing. And the steady hum of a soldering iron plugged into an extension cord that stretched all the way into her garage from the kitchen, good luck trying to keep any bugs out of the house with the window screen having been removed in order to do this. Danny got up and, with the way the tiny house was situated, had to go through the kitchen to get to the bathroom.

He could be heard cussing all the way in the garage when he tripped over the extension cord in the near-dark of 6:15 AM to pee. After he did what he went to do, having nearly broken his neck along the way, he headed outside, guided by the dim light in the garage along the darkened pathway, and didn't even bother to knock when he came into the garage. Jessie had a bunch of parts littered across the table, everything from fans to wires to - a window switch in her hand?

"What in the hell are you doing at six in the morning?"

"Actually, I've been up all night, I couldn't sleep so I came out here and got to work."

"You did? Really? You should've woken me up, I'm sure I could've knocked out at least a little bit more of that spare energy you have," he said slyly, moving behind her to put his arms around her stomach from behind. Danny peered over her shoulder, watching her solder. "So what're you doing instead of doing me?"

"Well, a couple of things. I'm just rigging this up so we have a kill switch for tests, we're going to need to do a lot of them to figure out exactly how to get enough lift to hover, let alone fly, and it's gonna take a long while to get the right amounts in proportion to my weight."

"Why do you alway mention your weight? You're perfect. You're not a stick, I like that about you."

"Yeah, well, even if I was Twiggy I'd need to do a test...okay, maybe not Twiggy, she gets blown away by the wind, but you know what I mean. Kiera Knightly at least would have to run tests to get the right ratio going."

"You could kick Kiera Knightly's ass," he whispered seductively into Jessie's ear, kissing and then taking her lobe into his mouth, playing with it with his tongue gently.

Jess couldn't help but laugh, at that, and put her soldering stuff down - for the moment. "Hey...we also need to make a deal."

"I dunno, I'm not into extreme bondage, like being soldered to anything...fur-lined handcuffs maybe."

"You wish I had fur-lined handcuffs," she quirked her brow over her shoulder at him, there. "No, but seriously...this is a huge project, and, depending on what accessories we add onto it, it can be a very dangerous weapon. We need to promise each other to never use it in the wrong manner, never abuse it, and, if it's...actually working when we're done and isn't just a fancy-looking hunk of junk, we need to do something good with it once we're done with it. You promise?" She turned around in his arms, to face him there.

"I swear on everything I hold holy. Truth, Justice, and the pursuit of getting chicks with the suit but not doing any harm to my fellow man."

"Okay, good. Just as long as you bring home a hot guy for me. Ooh...Brad Pitt would be nice," she didn't even smile, just barely turned up the corners of her lips.

"Sounds like we have ourselves a deal. Seal it with a kiss?"

She just nodded, barely, before his lips covered her own.

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