After Sean stormed out of the room, Emma crumpled into a ball on the floor and started to shake with cries.

Jay wasn't sure of what to do so he looked around the room, hoping she would just get back up and want to dance again.

But he knew she wouldn't. That party was over for her, and obviously over for him. He knew he had to comfort her.

Jay got down on the floor next to Emma, "Hey, hey. It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be okay. Let's leave."

He pulled her up off the floor and wrapped his arms around her. They walked to the front door and left, no questions asked.

A few minutes later they arrived at Emma's front door.

"Here we are. Can you get inside okay or do you want me to bring you?" Jay asked, worry seeping into his voice.

"I'm not drunk, Jay." Emma said, and then sarcastically added, "Are you actually worried about me or something? Is there actual compassion in your heart?"

"I just want to make sure you get in okay." Jay said defensively.

"I'm fine." Emma yawned, falling backwards into Jay's arms, "Just tired."

"Let's get you inside." Jay picked Emma up and carried her through the front door and down to her basement room. He laid her down on the bed and started to walk away.

"How did you know this was my room?" Emma asked from behind him.

He turned around and gave her a look.

"Right. How could I be so thoughtless? You picked me up here many nights and swept me off my feet and into that hallowed van for a whole night of fun." Emma said it without a care in the world, but Jay could here the regret in her voice.

"I said I'm sorry. How many times do I have to say it?" Jay said, sitting down next to her in the bed.

"I know, I know. And I forgive you. I guess I just haven't forgiven myself." Emma said, "Do you wanna stay and watch a movie?"

Jay looked to her and smiled, nodding his head, "What movies you got?"

"Well, my parents just rented The Exorcist. Haven't seen it yet." Emma said, going to the stairs to go up and get the movie.

Jay followed her up, "Speaking of your parents, where are they?"

"Out of town this weekend. Disappointing, kinda. Mom and I were supposed to go shopping tomorrow night. Took Jack with them. Dunno where they went. They're not gonna be back until after school starts so I didn't want to go with them."

"Wait, Simpson's not gonna be there for the first day?"

"Nope." Emma shrugged, grabbing the movie, "Wanna watch up here or down in my room?"
"Your room is good." Jay said with his trademark smirk.

"If you're thinking about getting my pants, think again. This is just two old friends hanging out and watching a movie." Emma said, walking back down the steps.

"Oh, so now we're friends?" Jay asked, following her.

"Well, what else do you call it? I think 'sexual partners' sounds a little bit too…kill-your-spouse-so-you-can-be-with-your-matron type movie-ish. We're not together and I certainly don't hate you." She said, sitting down on her bed.

"You don't?" he asked, sitting beside her.

"If I did, I would never have gotten into that van with you."

"Well, I know that. I just meant, after all that?"

"Do you really think I let someone that I hate grind with me and then bring me home after I've had a meltdown?" she asked, laying her head on the pillow.

"Point taken." He lay down next to her as the movie began.

A few hours later, Jay stood up, took the movie out of the DVD player, tucked Emma in, said good night, and was about to leave when Emma said, "Don't go."

"Huh?" he turned around to look at her.

"Don't go. That movie totally freaked me out. I don't want you to go." She moved over in the bed, patting the place next to her.

He sighed and walked over. Sitting down on the bed, he said, "You're crazy, you know that?"

She giggled a little, "No. Just scared."

Jay took of his shoes, jacket, and hat, laying down next to her on top of the blanket.

"You cold?" Emma asked.

Jay nodded a bit, picking up his jacket off the floor.

"No. You don't need your jacket. Get under the blanket." Emma said, pulling his arm up from the floor and turning him towards her. She lifted up the blanket and he slid under, warily.

"Don't worry. I don't bite." Emma said, teasing him.

"You're right. You nibble slightly. Totally attractive, by the way." Jay said, smiling.

"Jay!" she playfully slapped his arm.

"Hey, no violence, or I'm leaving." Jay warned.

"No!" Emma shrieked, and moved closer to his body.

After a little while, Emma's breathing slowed. Jay gently put his arm over her and kissed her forehead.

Soon after, he too fell asleep.

The next morning, Emma woke up with her back to Jay's stomach and his arm around her.

Smiling to herself, she gently lifted his arm and slid out of bed, not wanting to wake him. Her wish didn't come true.

"Morning." Jay said, sleepily.

"Oh, sorry. Did I wake you?" Emma asked, with pure concern in her voice.

"It's fine. Really. Should've woken up anyway. Gotta get home soon." Jay said, standing up, getting his shoes, jacket, and hat back on.

"Yeah, thanks for staying. Do you, maybe, wanna catch a movie with me today at the mall?" Emma asked, side glancing at him while she picked out clothes for the day.

"Uh, sure." Jay said, trying to suppress a grin.

About an hour and a half later Jay and Emma entered the mall, laughing and joking around.

After they had calmed down and caught their breath, a group of college guys passed by them. A few whistled and one or two winked, undressing Emma with their eyes.

Jay felt something like pain in the pit of his heart. What was it? Jealousy? Couldn't be.

But yet it was.

"That was very…déjà vu-ish." Emma laughed a bit. She remembered back to when her and her mother were together in the mall a few years back and some guy had made a comment and Spike really showed him up.

"What do you mean?" Jay asked.

Emma explained what happened. When she finished Jay just smiled.

"Okay, so what movie?" Emma asked, looking at the sign.
"Whatever you want." Jay said, smiling down on her.

"Alright. How about that one?" she pointed up to a movie Jay had never heard of before but it sounded cool.

He nodded, they bought the tickets, and got their seats just as the movie began.

About two hours later, when the movie ended, they headed back to Emma's house.

"You wanna come in for some food or something?" Emma asked, getting out of the car.

"Actually, I think I'm gonna head home. We'll hang out later or something." Jay said, waving and driving away, leaving Emma staring after him.

Emma ran inside and called Manny.

"Manny?" Emma asked, practically yelling into the phone.

"Yeah, Em?" Manny asked, sounding tired.

"Were you sleeping?"

"Yeah, but you don't have to apologize. It's fine."

"I wasn't going to apologize. I was gonna yell at you for being in bed at 3:00 in the afternoon." Emma said, gripping onto the receiver, "Anyway, the reason I called."

"Yes, continue." Manny yawned.

"Manny!" Emma complained, "I need you to be awake for this!"

"Okay, okay. I'm awake."

"Okay, so last night Sean came back. And then I had this melt down thing and Jay took me home and then we watched The Exorcist and it totally freaked me out so I told him to stay and he slept in my bed with me. And then we went to the movies and I think I'm falling for him." Emma said it so quickly she didn't think Manny understood.

Unfortunately, she did.

"What! Are you insane? And Sean is back? And Jay slept in your bed with you? And you think you like him!" Manny yelled, no undoubtedly awake. Then she continued more calmly, "Okay, what to do, what to do. Um, you need to talk to Jay. And Sean. Do you still like Sean? And are you sure you like Jay? Maybe it's just your feelings for Sean being mistaken for the wrong person."

"Manny, stop." Emma said, finally, "I don't know what to do. Sean's mad at me. And Jay didn't come inside after the movie. So maybe he's mad at me too."

"First let's focus on Jay and then we'll talk about Sean. Maybe the movie sent out the wrong message. What movie was it?" Manny asked, being the detective she really is deep down inside.

"Pure."

"Who's in it?"

"Tim Rozon."

"Who's that?"

"He's on that new show, Instant Star."
"Oh, yeah. He's hot. Did you pick out the movie?" Manny asked in a tone that showed she figured something out.

"Yeah." Emma sighed.

"That's it!" Manny shrieked, "He probably thought that you just picked that movie to see a hot actor and that probably made him jealous."

"He wouldn't be jealous. He doesn't like me that way."

"He obviously does. He wouldn't spend the night with you if he didn't."

"Unless he just wanted to get in my pants."

"And I'm guessing you told him before hand that he wouldn't?"

"Well, yeah." Emma shrugged slightly, thinking that Manny knew her too well.

"Well, there you go." Manny said.