Evie was getting used to using the armchair as a bed for herself, what with her brother and his stupid antics. However, she wasn't getting used to the constant aches and pains that came with it. As soon as Jacob was fit enough she'd shove him back into his own car.

She stood and stretched, looked to the bed to see Jacob still out cold. His chest rising and falling rhythmically. She couldn't help but sit down on the edge and stroke back his fur a little. It was soft to the touch, though slightly matted where his wound was.

He cracked open an eye at the contact, wondering where he was until picking up on his sisters scent. Yes, Evie had a scent, it was weird but at least he knew it was her.

'Evie,' he whimpered while yawing.

"Don't think about going anywhere," she told him as she stood. "That wound needs to heal."

'What wound?' he asked, trying to pull himself to standing.

"Jacob!" Evie scowled.

He dropped back down with a small growl.

"I'll get you something to eat," she told him as she grabbed her coat.

'Drink?' he asked cocking his head.

"Miss Frye," Henry now intruded.

"Mr Green," she greeted while pulling on her coat. "I was hoping to head out."

"Oh, I was just wondering..."

"Can it wait?"

'Drink!' Jacob barked.

Henry turned to look at the dog on the bed. "I should get going."

Jacob dropped his head back down again, communication with his sister was bad enough before this. He watched as Henry slipped back out once again. Jacob dropped off the bed, literally.

'Four legs, Jacob. Remember that!' he cursed what with the wound on his side.

He walked over to the window and stood on his hind legs to see through it. He couldn't stop his tail from wagging at whatever passed by.

'Come on, Evie.' He muttered.

After what seemed like hours he curled up by the door, only ever moving as soon as his sister opened the door. At this he slipped out, much to Evie's dismay.

"Jacob!" she snapped.

This was clearly getting out of hand.

"Consider yourself on a lead from now on!" she yelled as she put her things down inside her car before following after him.

She chased him through London as always, well at least she was getting the exercise.

"Jacob!" she snapped at him, but he kept on running.

He eventually stopped in a yard with a horse standing idly by, he sniffed around knowing it was here somewhere.

'Found you,' he thought relieved.

He stood on his hind legs again to now drink from the trough. The horse snorted lightly beside him as he drank and drank.

Evie stopped in her tracks to watch him. "You were thirsty," she sighed. "I should have known."

She waited until he was finished or at least was planning to anyway. Three Blighters caught sight of her and headed over.

"Well, well, what have we here?" one sneered.

Jacob finished drinking to look at the oncoming threat. He knew Evie could handle them, but what if he were to use something else against them. The horse was now stood docile, simply enjoying eating her hay.

'Think Jacob,' he forced himself. 'Got it.'

He started barking, drawing the Blighters attention to him. Something which Evie wasn't too pleased about, but at least it got their attention from her.

"Fucking dog!" one scowled walking over.

"Leave him!" Evie snapped.

The man's glare turned into a smirk, another followed his friend right to where Jacob needed them. He barked, snapped and growled at the horse, but it wouldn't budge.

'Not at easy to spook as I thought,' he now huffed.

A small piece of wood caught his eye in which he quickly picked up in his teeth to then throw it up in the air. It hit the horse on the flank, this was enough to spook the creature into bucking.

'Perfect,' Jacob laughed as the two Blighters were sent flying right into the fence behind them.

"The fuck are you two playing at!" the woman with them glared.

The two men stood while groaning, both with a hand to their chest.

"Fucking horse kicked us!" one muttered.

"Trust me to get stuck with you two idiots," she sighed.

"It wasn't us," the other now informed her, this one holding his bleeding head.

Evie watched them go, they were no threat anymore.

"Jacob," she gestured to him.

He ran through the horses legs again, who was once again back to eating in peace.

'See that, Evie.' He barked happily. 'Not useless anymore, am I?'

"Let's get back to the train," she said as she shook her head at him.

He ran in front of her then stopped for her to catch up before walking by her side. He'd learnt his lesson about charging off ahead of her. It was a good walk back and wasn't without distractions.

"Help! Someone please! A thief just an off with my purse!"

Jacob had his target in sight and was off on their tail, Evie just now giving chase.

"W-What the..." the man thought shocked as he was tackled to the ground by a dog.

"I'll take that," Evie now said snatching the purse back.

"Hey, wait!" he yelled back. "Get this thing off me!"

Evie whistled and Jacob was once again back at her side. They made their way back to the woman, who was quite grateful to them.

"Thank you so much."

"Just make sure to keep it safe from now on," Evie warned.

"Oh, I will. Thank you again, young lady."

Evie was once again off back to the train, hopefully there would be no more distractions. But things were not always so simple.

"Your horses please," a woman was heard.

"Bugger off!" came the expected reply.

Things would only escalate if she didn't intervene, and so she followed Jacob to the two women.

"Easy!" the man tried to reason what with having a gun pointed at him.

"You wouldn't want to do that," Evie now warned.

The pair looked to her.

"And what are you gonna do about it?"

Jacob ran over jumping at the woman with the gun, taking her wrist in his teeth.

"Get off!" she yelled.

The other was quickly restrained by Evie.

"Are you going to leave this man alone?" she asked.

"What do you think?" the woman replied smugly to then receive a stab to the throat.

"As expected," she shrugged as the woman dropped to her knees, still clutching at her neck. "Jacob."

At the call of his name he twisted his head, taking the woman's wrist with it. A loud crack followed along with the dull thud of the gun she was once holding as it hit the floor.

"I'll kill you!" she screamed until dropping to a throwing knife that Evie had thrown at her.

"T-Thank you," the man thanked them nervously.

Evie just gave a nod and headed on her way once again.

"Jacob," she beckoned and he ran to her side.

Once they were back at the train, Evie grabbed a bowl to set it down on the floor. She filled it with water so Jacob could lap it up. It was thirsty work being a dog, though he really missed the pub.

"I'll get the meat cooking," Evie was saying as he jumped on her bed to lick himself.

It was a weird thing for him to start doing, but he needed to make sure his wound was clean.

"Jacob," Evie snapped him out of it.

'What?' he asked, tongue hanging out slightly.

"Try not to pull the stitches out."

He'd roll his eyes if he could. 'I'm just cleaning it,' he snarled back but not aggressively.

"I'm only warning you," she sighed while still tending to the meat.

She stood up once again giving a small groan. Jacob could see how tired she was quickly becoming and it was mostly his fault, tonight he'd let her sleep on the bed. He watched as she headed back to her chair to sit and wait, he dropped down beside her, resting his chin upon her knee.

"It won't be long," she told him.

'Not that,' he sighed heavily.

She smiled at him as she raised a hand to ruffle the fur on his head.

'From now on I'm looking out for you,' he vowed.

Evie closed her eyes for a little with Jacob's head still on her lap. He'd check on the meat for her when it was time. After a while he stood, slipping his head from under Evies hand without disturbing her too much.

'Alight, this shouldn't be too hard.' He now thought as he reached to grab the tray. 'Ow! Hot! Hot!'

He turned to find something to help, picking up the poker he jabbed at it until the meat fell onto the floor.

'Shit!' he growled. 'Evies probably gonna think...'

"Jacob!"

He jumped at the loudness of her voice.

"Can't you wait for once in your life!" she scolded him.

'I was only trying to help,' he thought as he ran from her car.

"Jacob!" she snapped, not bothering to go after him again.

She'd just about had enough of him now. She bent down to pick up the piece of meat, but ended up burning her fingers.

"Damn!" she hissed as she sucked on her fingers.

She then looked to the poker with a frown and set it back.

"He just can't wait," she muttered to herself.

Once the meat was cooled, she shared it between her and Jacob. Only the problem was he wasn't here to eat it.

"Why should I go looking for him all the time?" she frowned as she climbed on her bed to rest a little while.

Once she awoke it was to darkness.

"Must have overslept," she thought as she sat up. "Well at least I managed to have a good rest."

Climbing from the bed she set a light to the lamps. Something told her she should go find Jacob, but why should she? She sat at her desk, trying to set her mind on something other than her reckless brother.

"Damn it!" she sighed, finding it hard to concentrate.

She stood from her chair, lit up a candle and headed into Jacobs car. She started on lighting up the lamps, Jacob wasn't on his sofa, but his blanket was hanging over the side. Maybe he was underneath. She lowered herself to her knees, one hand coming to move the blanket away to see a rather large mass of black fur.

"Jacob," she called softly.

He ignored her.

"You're not hungry?" she asked.

Still he didn't acknowledge her.

"Come on out," she told him.

Nothing.

"Well then, I'll just have to give your meat to the strays."

Still nothing.

"Jacob," she tried again, reaching out to pet him.

He gave a low warning growl in response to it.

"Don't try anything with me!" she scowled.

'I'm sick of you blaming me all the time!' he snarled.

She sat back, leaving one knee bent while laying out her other leg in front of her.

"Were you trying to steal the meat?" she asked.

'No!' he growled.

"I'll take that as a no then," she shrugged.

He just managed to turn his head to look at her. 'Finally got through that thick skull of yours has it?'

"So I guess you were just trying to help," she now asked.

He wriggled out, giving a nod of his head.

Something now set off in his twin. "Jacob, can you still understand everything I say?"

'Well obviously,' he thought with another nod.

"That's brilliant," she grinned, taking him by surprise as she hugged him.

'Evie!' he grumbled.

She pulled away and stood to go fetch his food. "Here."

He wolfed it down greedily before looking to her. 'Got anymore?'

She ruffled his fur once again making him push her away with his paw. After this she headed back to look through some more books.

"Jacob's in there, but somehow he changed into a dog." She muttered to herself.

'Yeah, I'm still me but in this form.' He huffed as he scratched himself.

"I wonder if this is..." she trailed off as she ran a finger over the text in the books.

Jacob was in for a long boring night once again, all he could do was lay down by the fire and sleep.