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"You don't have to say anything."

She was laying in her bed next to Jasper, facing him, when she had the urge to ask questions. The kinds of questions you might ask a boyfriend, which Eleanor found preposterous, Jasper bloody Frost was absolutely not her boyfriend… Yet. 'We just shag… A lot… And don't shag anybody else.' Eleanor told herself because believing anything else meant that she was in this and in turn she could end up hurt, he had the power to destroy her and Eleanor, well she certainly didn't find the prospect of heartbreak an appealing one.

"Jasper," Eleanor said. "Tell me something."

Jasper opened his eyes then and noticed the curious expression on the Princess' face. "You're beautiful."

Eleanor smiled but rolled her eyes and scoffed, "That's all well and good bodyguard but I meant tell me something I don't know… About you, that is."

Jasper frowned. "What kind of something?"

"I don't know exactly," Eleanor answered. "Just something, anything, about your life, your childhood, anything. We do a lot of shagging Frost so I feel as if I have the right to at least know more about you. Don't you think?"

He nodded, a nervous smile on his face. "Okay, yeah sure."

Eleanor made a gesture with her hand as if to say, 'Well, go on then!'

Jasper said the first thing that came to mind, despite the fact that this is something he's never once spoken about to anyone. "I'm jealous of you." He confessed to her.

The Princess furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. "What?"

He sighed. "I'm jealous of you, Eleanor, I'm jealous because you have a family that loves you and yeah, your relationship with your mother is, uh, unique but when it comes down to it she would do anything for you and you for her. You have a family and it reminds me that I don't," Jasper told her and he didn't know why, there was just something about Eleanor that made him want to tell her things, things he'd never told anybody else, so he did.

The look on Eleanor's face was unrecognizable and she hadn't said a word, she just looked at him and it made him feel as if she was looking right inside of him, that she could see his soul or some shit like that. Eleanor said nothing and so Jasper carried on. "I grew up on the outskirts of Vegas, only child, it was lonely but still, better than having another kid dealing with my parents too, so it was a comfort I guess. Things weren't always bad, my dad used to have a good job, or so I was told, I don't really remember but he was let go and I guess things just gradually got worse. My old man liked a drink and he liked having his own punching bag to make himself better, my mother, well, she was no help, the one great love of her life was prescription pills and I just got in the way. Uh, when I was little, okay don't laugh, but when I was little I wanted to be an astronaut, I wanted to walk on the moon like Neil Armstrong. On my fifth birthday all I wanted was a toy rocket, just a tiny little thing, ya know? They could have gotten one for a dollar from the store but my parents were on a binge and forgot about me, I had my uh first brush with the law that day, I just wanted a candy bar, not even a cake but I didn't have a dime so I wandered out of the house, down the street to the store right on the corner and I shoved a bunch of candy bars into my back pocket, as I walked out a policeman was there, some old guy and he took me back home and my parents made their apologies and when he was gone my dad got the belt out and said "There's your god damn present, you little brat" and I've never forgotten it, so ever since my fifth birthday I've been jealous, jealous of my friends for having a normal family with a normal life, jealous of anyone with a family, a family that loved them, so yeah, I'm jealous of you."

Eleanor didn't comment on the fact that Jasper looked on the verge of tears and he was grateful for that. Instead, Eleanor moved her hands so she could cup his face. "Jasper," She said softly, a tender look in her eye.

Jasper closed his eyes as he pressed his forehead against hers. "You don't have to say anything Princess," He mumbled. "We've all got shit we have to live with, sometimes I just wish I had a little less to carry, that's all."

"I know." Eleanor said. Her heart was broken by what Jasper had told her, she suddenly felt so ashamed for things she's said about her mother over the years, her mother was many things but she had never laid a hand on her and she had always taken care of her, in her own way. Whilst Eleanor was riding around on a horse and dreaming with ponies, Jasper was waiting for a toy rocket to play with on his birthday and it never came, it never came. She felt guilty but more than anything, she was angry, she felt a burning hatred in her heart for Jasper's parents. Jasper could feel it, it was an emotion he knew well and he could sense it.

"Don't feel bad Princess," He told her. "We're all dealt different hands in life, it's nobody's fault."

She kissed him then and in that moment she felt something change between them, a shift in their relationship or whatever it was they were. Eleanor decided there and then that this something or other between herself and Jasper will become something more, something important, a relationship. She'll tell him tomorrow perhaps, in her own way, in her own time.

When Jasper woke up the next morning the first thing he noticed was that Eleanor was nowhere to be seen, the second thing he noticed was a gift wrapped up all pretty on the bedside table. He saw that it had his name on the label and so he reached out to grab it, he opened it in a matter of seconds and when he did he smiled, he even cried a little but he'd never tell anybody that part. There in the box was a small toy rocket and when Jasper took out and held it in his hand he laughed joyously, a massive boyish grin on his face. "Blast off!" He exclaimed excitedly, his inner child released. 'Thank you Len, thank you.'