"What the Hell happened!" Edward walked in on 'kitchen massacar.' Flour was everywhere. Flour was plastered to Jonathans's face as well as my own. The only part of his face that wasn't covered in flour was around his eyes because of his glasses

"Jon, really can't cook." I said blandly. Edward chuckled.

"Yeah why do you think we microwaved all of our meals? By the way, what on earth were you two making."

"I thought you two were lazy! Jon and I were trying to make breaded chicken." I said wiping half of my face. Edward started to chukle. "What Joker?"

"Your face, you both look hiarious!" Edward said laughing loudly.

"Oh, do I now?" I asked stalking up to him. Now this is why it's called 'All porpose flour.' I took a hand full of the white subtance and smeered it all over Edward's face. He kept his eyes closed for a second then reached up and grabed flour and rubbed on my face. I stared at him for a minute. "You want to go? Remember I've always been able to pin you Eddie." I said recalling are wrestling matches.

"How do you know I didn't let you win?" He asked stepping closer. Our faces litterally an inch apart. I could see it in his eyes that he didn't plan to fight.

"Oh? Well this time no holding back." I said frimly.

"No holding back," Edward mimiced. It happened in a second. He grapped my shoulders and kissed me. Okay, he really had to stop scareing me like that. But, I felt sparks, I felt a slight jolt of electricity when our lips met. I could also feel a smile of smrik on his lips. I stared at him with wide eyes as he started to release the kiss. His cheeks showed a pick color as I'm sure mine were red. He smiled at me, "I've been holding back all day." He took s small pause, "Now, I'm going to buy some food after I wash me face."

I nodded as I left to take a quick shower. Eddie was already gone when I got out. I dressed then I went back to the living room to dry my hair. I sat there with the tv on when the bathroom door opened. Jonathan came out in, ready for this? Orange boxers! He hadn't even noticed me sitting their till I called out. "Jo-nathan," His head snapped in my direction. Then he slowly backed towards the door of the bathroom. I got up when I herd the door close. "Jonathan."

"No," Jon yelled.

"Jon, what about food?"

"Leave it outside the door!"

Then it hit me. "Jonny, what about your lab? Your experements? Your research?" I herd a small thump on the door fallowed by, "Damn it! Fine, close your eyes." I sighed and sat back down on the couch. "Are they closed?"

"Yeah," I lied. He walked out again in his boxers he was about to run back to the bathroom when I grabed his arms. I gasped as I took a long look at his boney back. It was riddled with white hash marks. Of course there where some long ones and large ones that I could tell were from fights and windows. Curse those things.

"Jonny…I mean Jon. What on earth are all these little one from?" I asked exmining them closer.

"Oh, you my call me Jonny." He sighed before he continued. "All the little ones are from the crows." He sounded unbelieveably causual.

"What crows, Jonathan?"

"It was what my grandmother used as her sick punishment." He said stiffly and he walked to his room. I sighed in defeat as I ploped on the couch. I watched an entire episode of Flashpoint. Where ever Edward went it was a long way an a way. So I decided to annoy Jonathan. Jonathan didn't see me when I walked in. He had something on his face but I now know it was a gas mask. He must have been working on his fear toxin, because he is staring intently at some beakers. I stepped closer, that's when a gasped and fell back after a small 'pop.' That's when I noticed that the walls were closing in. A scream escaped my lip as my knees met the ground. Then a mutant looked at me and yelled, "No." Hand reached up and pulled off his head! But then it was Jonathan, who knelt by me to get my attention. "Alex, oh God, I'm so sorry. I didn't see you, look at me please." I looked at him as he fixed him glasses, his blue eyes filled with dread and apology. "Alex come on, let's get you out of here." My legs wouldn't listen. "Come one now," Crane's voice was filled, oddly, with calming warmth.

"J…Jonathan," I finally asked.

"Yes, child it's me, come on, I won't hurt you." He put out his hand, I took it and very shakily, and stood up. He sat me on the couch and sat next to me. His arm wrapped awkwardly around my shoulders, and holding my hand, trying to calm me down. All that echoed in my ears was the voices of those three men that violated me after Edward left collage. 'Come on, have some fun.' 'You are going to enjoy this bitch.' 'How does that feel, good? It better!' I tried several times to push off Jon's hands in fear that they belonged to those beasts. He reassured who he was and made me look at him.

"Hey, I'm back with the food…What did you do!" Edward shouted and I cringed.

"Hush, listen she came in to my lab without me knowing, and a small explosion happened and she was effected. I swear I didn't do anything on purpose, Edward."

"Eddie," I popped out my head. If he protected me before he could do it again right? "Eddie," I leaped from Jonathan's hands in to Edward's who dropped his food. "Don't let them get me, please."

"Don't let who get you?" He asked holding me at arm's length. I collapsed into his arms shaking. "Okay, Okay come on." Edward, as gentle as ever, walked me over by my shoulders to the couch. He sat close to me but I kept inching closer as those ravenous voices echoed louder in my head. "Here," Edward said pulling my legs across his lap. I pushed myself into his chest clutching his shirt. He wrapped his arms tightly around me, I finally felt safe. "Jon, can't you do anything for her? I mean what about the antidote?"

"N…No not really, I don't know how much is in her system and too much, like the toxin, it can kill her. Edward I really didn't mean for this to happen." I heard Jon sigh with shame.

"So we need to wait?"

"Yes, I not sure how long it will last, but she shouldn't be alone."

"I will I don't think I will be able to get her off of me. Could you go get the food please?" Crane nodded standing then retrieving items from the bag. "I'll feed her," Edward said softly bring a fork to my mouth.

I squirmed away saying, "No not again, please, I'll do what you want!." Edward pulled away in shock. He looked at Jon then me.

"What, Alex? Who hurt you?" Edward asked, lifting my chin to meet his beautiful eyes. I shook my head violently, and pushed my head into his chest. He nodded knowing I wasn't going to talk. He tried with the food again.

He started to reassure me that he was not going to hurt me and brought the fork in slower this time "No, no, I'm not going to hurt you, here you like Chinese food, remember?" Correction, Eddie, I love it! I ate it as Eddie fed me more, whispering praises such as: "That's it," or "Good, good don't eat too fast." And, " that's my girl." I was his girl? It was possessive, but I didn't mind. Once I was finished Eddie pushed me of his lap as I started hearing the voices louder again, and I began to whimper and cry. "Alex I have to eat, Jon will take care of you until I'm done." I nodded and scooted over to Jon who again with awkwardness wrapped his arm around my shoulder. I leaned on him watching him waiting for Edward's arms to open. I shook now and then and Jon would hold me tighter. It took time but I eventually found my way into Eddie's lap again. Edward might had been holding me just as awkwardly as Jon, okay nobody could as awkward as Jonathan was , but I felt…safer in his arms. His thin fingers ran though the tips of my hair, getting stuck now and again. Witch, to much displeasure to all, I freaked out a bit. By a bit, I mean yelling, "Don't let them get me Eddie." Or, "Help Eddie they're touching me."

"Edward you getting tried?" Asked Crane as the Prince of Puzzles tried to stifle a yawn.

"No, are you Alex," He asked looking down I barely made it out because I was doesing to the steady breathing of Edward. The voices fading away into blackness. The gentle rise and fall of his chest and his heart beat was like a car ride or the world's gentlest lullaby. And he smelled so good. I can't describe it even now, it was just Edward. I had smelled this scent on him in collage, it was his after-shave, mixed with a cologne that I gave him in collage. There was something else too, just the smell of clean? Yeah that was it: after-shave, cologne, and clen. That made up the smell of Edward. Everything about Edward was so calming and steady, wonderful…

The next morning I awoke in the exact position I fell asleep in, on or rather in Edward's chest. His arms wrapped around me securely. This chest was rising and falling so steadily I almost fell back to sleep. There was no doubt that Edward's shirts were the softest, ever. I was facing the dining room, I saw Jonathan reading the paper and his coffee mug in one hand. He raised his eyebrows at something, then to a trained-eye you could see him conversing peacefully with Scarecrow in his head. He looked up to see me, I waved lightly. He returned my child-like action with a smile and a wave. I pointed up then mimicked a sleeping motion, asking if Eddie was still asleep. Jon's nod was exaggerated, and then he mouthed, 'out.' I looked up to see one of the cutest things a sleeping Eddie. He just held as much innocence as a child that fell asleep in the backseat of a car. Head to one side and mouth slightly open, I smiled at this, how could you not? I stretched my legs a little and a small moan escaped, and Edward's arms became tighter. Even when he was asleep he was protective. Jon smiled slightly as he caught the out of the corner of his eye. I pushed my way back into his chest to stay as long as I could. Then it quickly ended as fast as it began.

"Have a good sleep," Eddie asked removing his arms to stretch. He happed to catch me taking a big whiff of his shirt. "Like how I smell, huh?"

"Yes, thank you, for last night. And let's just say, don't change your cologne." I hugged him tightly; he slowly brought his arms down to return my embrace.

"You're welcome; if you ever need to talk about what you saw, don't be afraid to ask." I nodded to show I understood. "And I'm wearing Ode to Nigma, quality stuff." I chuckled at him, he was cocky.

"If you two are done, how about some breakfast," Jon broke in putting down the paper. He cared too, even if he tried to hide it.

"Thank you too Jon," I stood up and hugged him too, not as long though. What? I'm a hugger!

"You are welcome child," he said releasing me. "I'm sorry, I truly did not see you. I'm sorry you had to suffer your worst fears."

"It's fine, I know you wouldn't do on purpose Jon. You guys want pancakes? I can make them!"

"Pancakes? Wow, it's been long time since we've had good pancakes. That would be lovely." Edward said. "Do we have everything?"

"Uh huh, remember how we brought ALL of my food from my apartment," I joked.

"Yes," Edward said mockingly.

"Pancake mix, boy," I shook it his face.

"By all means, let there be pancakes." Jon commented sarcastically behind his paper.

"Jon, can I have the crossword puzzle, you know to get my brain a little more active."

"Um, no," Jon replied simply.

"Jon," Eddie wined. "Please, you know I always do the puzzle."

"I want to give it to you, but I can't."

"Why," I called over my shoulder. "Your legs broken or something."

"Or something right, I did it," oh no.

"What," Edward demanded.

"I, Jonathan, completed the crossword this morning while you to were all comfy cozy on the couch. I was bored and it was the only quite thing to do in this place."

"Jonathan, I…why…how…gah," Edward for once was at a loss for words and stormed out of the room.

"Jon, why would you do that to the guy with a compulsion to puzzles and riddles? For God's sake his rouge name isthe Riddler after all. You don't see him using your test subjects!"

"Okay….I…um…won't …do it…uh…again?"

"Good boy," I joked. "Edward there is a sudko puzzle book in my room, on the night stand go get and do a puzzle or two. Okay," Edward nodded and retrieved the scared book, plopped on the couch and started scribbling in it. I rolled my eyes at them, they were children sometimes. I finished leaving them each special pancakes on top of their stacks of round ones. I was not about to do all of them, that would take too much time and work. "A question mark pancake, really?"

"Don't patronize me boy, be happy I thought to make you special pancakes!" I joked.

"What is mine, because I have no clue." Jon spoke staring at the pile in front of him.

"A scythe, do go banging on my culinary artwork either." I said pointing my fork at them both. Jonathan mocked surrender.

"So is there anything I can do for you boys today? Anything I can help with, or do I have to amuse myself with a spoon?"

"Well, spoons can be fun," Edward started, until I shot him a look. "Look, I need to go to the hardware store, If you'll drive me, you'll be doing something. Plus I know Cross-breed is going to lock himself in his lab.

"Cross- what," oh Lord we were in for it. "What did you refer to me as?"

"Cross-breed," Eddie chirped. Jonathan stood up and made a b-line for his lab.

"Jonathan, come back," I called after him.

"No, leave my food outside the door. I'm not coming out for a week! You can just forget Jonathan Crane exists!" With that the door to his lab slammed shut.

"So, you ready to go to the hardware store?" Edward asked with a peppy voice.

"Eddie, we just pissed him off to disappear for a whole week!"

"Oh I've done worse. I've made him go into hiding for a month!"

Thank you to everyone who have been keeping up with this story. And have been calling it Amazing, I honestly didn't think anyone would like let alone love this story.

Recap:

Jon can't cook

Jon has exposives in his lab

Eddie is wonderful at conferting

Eddie actlike an ass towards Jon.

So what will happen next with Alex's TRUE fear be reviealed? What about those men? What is their meaning in this plot? FIND OUT, NEXT TIME IN: When I met the Riddler!