As much as he wanted to Jake kept his word and didn't look at Grace as she washed. He busied himself with other things while she finished up, still at times glancing up. Even though he knew the bites, scratches and scars were there all he saw was her beauty. Her soft white skin, and her breasts, they were the stuff of men's dreams and daydreams. In order to keep himself from getting to aroused kept his eyes on his book until he heard the water turn off and saw Grace walk over to her bunk, who was he kidding he was extremely aroused he just hoped she didn't notice.

"Thanks for not looking." She said shyly before laying down.

He smiled a little and shook his head. Sudden anger flaring within him "Damn, you really don't see it do you? He asked

Grace looked a little confused, but didn't respond

He got up and slammed his book down on their make shift desk. "come on Grace, its been three months, don't you care about any of this? All our friends are dead, there is a WAR going on, You are being RAPED every single God Damn Day and you don't even care! What the Hell is wrong with you Grace?" His Anger had grown with every word, and when he looked over at Grace he realized the mistake he had made, she was standing frozen looking at him, confusion, pain, anger and fear playing across her face. He saw her lips tremble again and anger playing across her face. He expected her to yell and scream, he expected her to smack him. But she didn't she just swallowed bitterly and turned away from him.

She pulled back the covers and laid down just as the lights were going out. She heard Jake lay down at the same time. she was grateful for the darkness as a tear developed in her eye. she brushed it away, worrying that tonight she might not be as successful at hiding her emotions as she had been in the past. It wasn't that the pain wasn't there, it was. The pain was so bad sometimes it felt like a weight on her chest that would crush her but she knew that if she let anything happen one tear one angry word that she would fall apart and never be able to pull her world, or what was left of it back together.

Jake exhaled annoyed "Just mark my words Grace. One day all this emotion is going to have to come out." His voice sounded loud and angry in the quiet.

He was just starting to fall asleep when he heard a noise, a quiet, almost silent gasp In the dark. He rolled over and saw the outline of Grace's body turned toward the wall, he could tell by the way her body rose and fell that she wasn't asleep.

"Grace?" he said softly into the dark. He noticed her pull the blanket around herself protectively. He could tell that her emotions were lingering close to the surface, they hadn't spilled over yet, but they were about to.

He got out of bed, and walked over to her bunk. He reached out his hand and placed it tenderly on her shoulder, she jumped but didn't push him away. She careful set down, the thin matrass sinking under his weight. "Grace I'm sorry...I shouldn't be pushing you...I just worry that if you don't"

"It's all my fault." She said her voice a squeaky whisper. She wasn't crying yet but Jake could tell that it was right below the surface.

"What?" Jake said gently.

"I killed everyone." She said this time followed by a soft sob. He tried to turn her around to face him but she kept her body formed in the fetal position. not allowing herself the luggery of comfort from another person.

"I killed everyone," she stifled another sob. "I killed the Na'vi kids at the school... I killed all those people in home tree...I killed my colleagues..." She took in a sharp breath that caught in her throat, she barried her face in her shaking hands and finally after so many moths let go, The sobs came one on top of each other, and grew into near screams, she was barely aware of Jake turning her towards him and allowing her to barry her face in his soft brown t-shirt,. Through her tears she kept screaming "I'm sorry, I'm sorry"

Jake soothed her quietly whispering to her as he would whisper to a young child. telling her this wasn't her fault, telling her that it was ok. all the while blaming himself for her sudden display of emotion, and cursing himself for felling the heat of his arousal burning as he comforted her.

It seemed to Grace as though she had cried for ever, salty tears covered her face and left her eyes with a scratchy film. over time the sobs began to slow and she began to feel her control returning. Even when the tears stopped following she didn't want to move. She felt so comfortable with her head against Jake's chest. She lifted her head just slightly and felt Jake run his stubbly jaw against her cheek suddenly desperately wondering what it would be like to kiss him.

He glanced down at her. "You ok?" He asked brushing an auburn curl away from her face.

She nodded, but remained with her hands coiled in his shirt, not wanting him to move.