This is chapter seven of Loving The Change. I can't believe that I have seven chapters of anything! Hooray! Thank you so much my faithful reviewers.

Warning: Slash in chapter! Won't be graphic because this is a teen rated fiction.

Ponyboy: I can't believe she kissed me! —floats to a cloud somewhere over the rainbow—

Johnny: Yeah, how about that.

Skeledog lover: Now, now, children. Settle down.

Ponyboy: Who's doing the disclaimer?

crickets chirping—

Johnny: —sighs— alright. She doesn't own 'The Outsiders'

Jennifer POV

"Y-You can't be serious." I stuttered.

John held onto me. "I have to go. We just ain't making enough money to live here. I'll only be gone a few months, at most. I'll just be going to New York. Got a deal with an extension of Shepard's."

I really didn't want him to leave. I always missed him when he left. He never told me what he did out there. John was all I had for a long time and now he was leaving again.

"Listen, Darry will take care of you. We've got it worked out. You're going to stay there while I'm gone. I don't want you coming back here for anything when no one's there, got it?"

I nodded. I headed up to my room and started packing.

"Toothbrush, hairbrush, comb, toothpaste." I was saying out loud what I would need. I packed all my shirts and pairs of jeans and a few skirts that I wore sometimes. I changed my clothes to a pair of long navy blue jeans and a white t-shirt. I put my hair up in a ponytail then brought my stuff downstairs. John was waiting in the truck.

We put the stuff in the truck then went to the house. Darry was in the living room with Pony, both reading a book. Johnny was going to be in the hospital for a few days to make sure the cut didn't get infected. With Johnny's luck I wouldn't have been surprised if it did.

Pony showed me which room I would be staying in. It was about the same size as Pony and Soda's and already had furniture. Pony left me to unpack. I wished he wouldn't; I really needed some company. As if on cue, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in. I ain't undressing or nothing."

"Damnit!" I heard Two-Bit yell. He came inside and sat down next to me on the bed, unusually solemn.

"So, did you need something?" I asked.

He shook his head. "Just wondering how you're doing." He said in a softer tone.

"I'm doing alright." I said, unzipping my suitcase.

"Need help unpacking?" He asked, reaching into my bag and pulling out my purple bra.

I snatched it from him. "No, I don't." I said, annoyed but I couldn't help but smile.

He laughed a little, twirling a lock of my hair on his finger, then let go and left the room. I turned back to my suitcase. There was another knock on the door. I looked and saw John standing there, leaning on the doorframe.

"I'm leaving now." He said calmly.

I went up to him and hugged him tightly. He kissed my forehead.

"I'll be back before you know it." He said.

He let go of me then went out to the truck. I watched as he drove away, a tear falling down my cheek. I went back into the room and laid down on the bed, letting tears drench my pillow.

When I woke up it was morning. I got dressed in my white shirt and headed into the kitchen. I sat down across from Pony at the table. There was the rumble of an engine outside but I didn't pay any attention. The door closed softly but I didn't look up from a spot on the table. Ponyboy seemed to look past me then finally said something.

"Johnny's coming back today." He said, waiting for a reaction.

I gave a small smile. "That's great." I said halfheartedly.

"What's wrong, babe?" A voice said from behind me. "I've never seen you this down before."

I turned to see Johnny leaning against the doorframe, his muscles showing clearly from under his black t-shirt and he had a calm but worried expression on his face. I felt a little better seeing him. I knew that John wasn't the only person I had left.

He sat in the chair next to me and I leaned into him, breathing in that musky smell. He put an arm around my waist and I felt myself fall back asleep. I vaguely remembered being carried somewhere and laid down on something soft. Last thing I remember was feeling overly warm and breathing in that musky smell.

The next time I woke up I saw Johnny looking back at me. I sighed contentedly and kissed him on the lips. We laid there in a comfortable silence for a bit, looking into each other's eyes. I couldn't help but feel calm around him.

He was looking over my body. I felt a little self-conscious knowing he was checking me out, even if I was his girlfriend. I blushed a little and he smiled softly at me. "Do you know how beautiful you are?" He asked in that gentle voice. I blushed even more and he kissed me again.

Anyone POV

Had anyone gone inside the room right then they would have seen Johnny and Jenny making out on the bed. Things didn't stop there.

Johnny and Jenna were now both under the covers, Johnny on top of her and straddling her waist.

They were both breathing heavily and sweating a bit. He leaned in close to her.

"I want to be inside you, to fill you up and take you whole. Will you let me?" He whispered in a sexy voice.

She murmured through her sex hazed state, "Yes."

She moaned as he thrust into her. They started off slowly but the pace started going faster and faster until . . .

"Oh, god, Johnny. Yes. . . YES!"

She and Johnny climaxed simultaneously. Johnny came deep inside of her before collapsing next to her. Despite the heat, Jenna laid her head on his chest, hearing his heartbeat slowing down a bit. He stroked her hair softly and she felt herself fall asleep.

Jennifer POV

I woke up that morning, wondering for a second where I was. I looked around dazedly and realized I was in the Curtis' house. I hadn't noticed until then the slight movement coming from underneath me. Johnny was lying there, asleep. His face had a calm expression. I blushed a little when I thought about last night . . .

I kissed Johnny on the cheek, as he slept, then got up, got dressed, and went into the kitchen. It was early in the morning, and I could hear shuffling in Darry's room. He must have been getting ready for work.

I searched through the fridge and found some bacon and eggs. I was trying to cook as quietly as possible.

Johnny POV

I woke up in the morning to soft singing. I blinked the sleep out of my eyes, got dressed, and headed into the kitchen. Jenna was standing there, cooking breakfast, and singing a melody softly.

"Meet me after dark again and I'll hold you
I want nothing more than to see you there
And maybe tonight, we'll fly so far away
We'll be lost before the dawn

If only night can hold you where I can see you, my love
Then let me never ever wake again
And maybe tonight, we'll fly so far away
We'll be lost before the dawn

Somehow I know that we can't wake again from this dream
it's not real, but it's ours

Maybe tonight, we'll fly so far away
We'll be lost before the dawn

Maybe tonight, we'll fly so far away
We'll be lost before the dawn."

She kept humming the tune quietly. I liked watching her like this. She seemed so serene. I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist. She jumped a bit then leaned into me, closing her eyes.

"Probably not the smartest thing to do when cooking." Someone said from behind us.

Jenna opened her eyes and focused on the scrambled eggs, her cheeks flooding red. I turned around and saw Darry leaning on the wall, fully dressed and watching with amusement.

Jennifer POV

The rest of the morning went by normally. Dally, Two-Bit, and Steve showed up for breakfast then all three Curtis brothers went to work, work, and school. Two-Bit and Steve went to school and Dally went who knows where, so it was just me and Johnny.

We went back to my room and I sat on the bed, waiting for him to join me. I felt Johnny pull me close, and I leaned into him.

"John left." I said finally. Johnny didn't say anything but his grip tightened slightly around me. I was surprised to feel tears running down my face. I missed John. It had only been a day but I missed him. He never told me what he did when he left but he always came back with more scars that I knew wouldn't heal.

Johnny just continued rocking me back and forth slowly, whispering about how everything would be okay. You know what? I believed him. I believed every word about how John would be back soon and everything would be back to normal. He didn't know, so I don't blame him. I blame myself more than him. I wonder now, what would have happened if certain things didn't happen?

There's chapter seven! Please R&R. Flames are for campfires:)