Chapter 9: Romanos
Jasper's POV
I awoke the next day with Antonia curled up against my chest. Our legs were entwined together and my arms was around her. I watched as the sunlight fell upon her beautiful face. I looked up. It was the next day. I got up and put my clothes back on. No matter how much I wanted to stay with her like that forever, I knew I couldn't. The Romans were probably already on our trail. I walked around and found some fruit. I ate some and left a few pieces for her. I watched as she gently stirred. She blinked open her eyes and looked at me. I smiled and so did she.
"Morning," she said, in her angelic voice.
"Morning," I replied. She got up and put on her chiffon. She wiped the dirt off and I motioned for her to come over. She sat on my lap and grabbed a piece of fruit. I wrapped my arms around her waist and watched her eat.
"Last night was amazing," I said.
"It was."
"We are going to have to get going though."
"I know, I wish that they weren't tracking us."
"Me too, darlin',"
"Well, let's get going." I nodded and soon we were off. It was a great trip, until we heard marching.
"Shit," I whispered and pulled Antonia with me into the underbrush. We waited. I saw the marching of the army. They were on our trail.
"Which way do you think they went, Hadrian?" Antonia gasped and I put my hand over her mouth.
"Straight ahead. They're probably heading to Macedonia," another voice said. They marched away and we waited there a little it after. I slid out and helped her out.
"He's leading them," she said.
"Yes, but it's okay."
"How?"
"We know where they're are heading. And plus, my plan was to cross the Alps."
"You're a genius, Jasper."
"Thank you." We made our way there. We kept walking for a week. Then we finally saw the Alps. I looked at Antonia and she looked at me. I wrapped my arms around her waist and hers went around my neck. I kissed her and she kissed back. The kiss grew hot and passionate until I pulled away.
"We're not free yet," I said. She nodded.
"But we almost are." The trek over the Alps took about 3 days, then we were free. When we stepped across the border it was as if a giant weight had been lifted off our shoulders. I walked to Antonia and kissed her. She kissed back, just as passionately and my arms snaked around her waist. Hers went around my neck and I picked her up. I pulled away, still holding her, and said, "Now, we're free."
The next few years we were together. It turned out I had got her pregnant and so then we had a beautiful baby boy. It didn't matter about her social class, but that we were together.
**Sorry guys, I kinda lost interest. I'm going to start another crossover. SOOOOOOOO, please read it**
