AN~ this will be the only story I'll be working on for a while, the others will be finished but right now their on pause.

News for the chapter: it will be told from Jessie's POV. And it's kinda crossoverish, and some of Warrens past I made up, heh heh. Also Warren has an apartment complex that he owns.

News For Readers: I accidentally sliced two of my fingers on my right hand cutting vegetables, so it's going to take longer to update until my fingers heal. I want to keep the numbers of reviews above the number of chapters, also check out the poll on my profile and Vote, Vote, Vote!

On to the chapter.

From Last Chapter:

"I want you to know that I was wrong. That I do want to know you, and I'll get to know you if you'll stop and get to know me."

This Chapter

I looked at him, he looked at me, we where way high off the ground by now, and still going up. Why had he waited, why hadn't he told me what he thought? It's because he's a flippin *BEEP* sometimes thats why.

"Fine," I said, "What do you want to know?"

"Who your mom is, thats all." he said looking up in to my eyes, I turned away.

"Her name is Jo [1], she'd be gone for weeks at a time, once or twice it would be a month or two. She filled my head with these horror story's of what she encountered when she was gone, I never believed her, not once. She also told me about how you up and left her and me without even a goodbye. Once I begged her for your name, when she told me I looked you up on the computer and saw that you lived here, so I packed, waited until she left again, took the computer, $600 that she keeps in her underwear drawer and flew down here from Washington state. No help from any one, to come here and meet you who completely pushes me around, or away. Not a big thanks for coming all the way that I did." I said looking in front of me.

"That's awful, why did she do it? Why did she leave you alone for two whole months?"

"Well, she said she hunted monsters and vampires and zombies. She was a complete nut job! I mean I really wanted out of her fantasy land, I had to get up and be in painful reality every day and if she couldn't then she shouldn't be a mother in the first place." I said, my core becoming stone cold and my voice like rock. "What happened in your childhood?"

"The usual, my Dad hating almost everything I did, and it just got worse when the wings came." he took a pause, as if wondering what to say next. "It was hell in school. Tall and skinny, stuck out everywhere, even track team. After my fight in seventh grade that got my expelled for using a stapler on a bullies head because he was pushing me around, never saw out of that eye again. So after that I was home-schooled, by professional tutors. Never saw my dad much after the conference with him and my principal. Of coarse I never really wanted to either, he never helped me, never one "Good job!" or "I love you." he was a poor excuse and all he wanted was to get rid of my wings." Warren looked sad at bringing the bad memories up.

"Well at least we have one thing in common: we both had/having crappy childhoods. Not that it's anything to drink fine whine over, but at least it's something. Right?" I ask looking down at him.

"To Crappy childhoods."Warren said doing a fist pump. I follow his action and do the same.

"Well, Warren Worthington the third, it's nice to meet you." I said to my new acquaintance.

20 minutes later

We both landed on the balcony of his apartment complex. I looked out to the quickly setting sun, I just love sunset.

"Here." Warren said taking my black shirt and jacket out of his bag. "You might want these."

"Thanks." I said taking them from his hands. "So, where do I sleep?" I asked looking around the huge room with the king sized mattress ageist one wall that overlooked the city.

"Well, this is my room, theres a couch downstairs." he said looking around like he didn't know what to do.

"Your house, your pick." I say.

"I'll take the couch." He said. He went over to the king sized bed and got one of the two pillows. Next he went over to a closet and got a blanket. "Bathroom with a shower, kitchens downstairs, get up whenever." Warren said before exiting the room and heading downstairs. After I couldn't hear his foot steps anymore I went over to the curtains and pulled them open with a quick tug. The view was amazing! After taking it in for a few minutes I walked over to the bed across the bare hard-wood floor. I sat down and kicked off my shoes off.

I felt the silky sheets with my bare hands and feet. After another minute or two of that I got up and walked over the cold floor to the shower. I striped off my cloths and turned the water on to a high temperature. I step in and pull the curtain closed. I let the steamy water run over my filthy, grimed up skin. I looked around and found a sponge, I started to rub off all the dirt that seemed to share a blood supply with me now. It felt so good to have warm, running, non-green water. I stayed in there for a long time, when I finally got out I wrapped a crimson towel around my body and got a bright blue one and put it on my shoulders. I stepped out onto the fuzzy mat that was laying on the floor. I walked over to the door that led downstairs and stepped lightly down them, barely making a noise.

I went over to the kitchen island and grabbed my backpack from it's resting place. I ran two steps at a time up to my resting place. When I got up there I unzipped the biggest pocket and took out a fresh change of cloths. I put them on, then I jumped a few feet in the air and belly-flopped onto the bed I would be sleeping in. Almost as soon as my head hit the pillow I was out like a light.

1: Jo is a person on a T.V show I like, it's called Supernatural and in the show these two brothers fight and hunt monsters. There are other hunters as well and Jo's mom is one of them, so in an episode Jo wants to go on a job and gets herself kicked out of her moms house, and she becomes a hunter. Thats who Jo is.

AN~ so, what chya think? Should I do more chapters in Jessie's POV or go back to 3rd person? Tell me with a review :) peace!