A/N: Only two reviews last chapter? Really now people? Lol. Anyways, I would like to thank SideshowJazz1 and Hammsters for reviewing the most! You guys are awesome(: Ohh also this chapter is rated M for lemons! :D Enjoyyyyyyy.
The taste of the air,
Dry on your tongue.
The sounds of nothing,
Of songs unsung.
The feeling of ghost bumps,
Prickling your neck.
The smell of blood,
Bodies are wrecked.
The view of darkness,
The sky and the stars.
These are what my nightmares are.
The smile of a friend,
As they realise their fate.
The tears on your cheeks,
'Cause you know it's too late.
The laugh of a murderer,
Wielding his spear.
The scream of a child,
As he faces the fear.
Hearing the voices, near and far.
These are what my nightmares are.
The bright rays of sunshine that streamed from the window awoke Angel from her sleep. She sat up in bed and rubbed the sleepiness from her eyes. She looked over at Jack, who still lay asleep next to her, and smiled fondly. Placing a light kiss on his warm cheek, she got up from bed and walked to the closet to get dressed. She pulled out a grey long sleeved shirt and a pair of jeans. Slipping into them quickly, she began to run a brush through her brown curls. Hearing movement behind her, she saw Jack begin to stir .
"Morning, beautiful," he said groggily. He arose from bed and crossed the room to pull her into a tight hug. Angel sighed as she took in his familar minty scent.
"Good morning, my love," she smiled. "Sleep well?"
"Like a rock," Jack chuckled. "I wonder what Mom's making for breakfast. She always seems to be cooking something."
Jack led Angel upstairs to the kitchen. They were greeted by a pajama clad Molly. She flipped an egg in a skillet and handed the two glasses of chocolate milk.
"Here you guys are," she sang. "The eggs should be done in just a moment."
Angel shook her head and smiled. If only she could be as chipper as the Merridew family in the morning. She followed Jack into the dinning room and took a seat next to him at the table. Within moments, Molly glided into the room with two plates of eggs, bacon, and hashbrowns. Out of habit, Angel lifted the bacon from her plate and put it on Jack's. Molly raised an eyebrow as a confused expression played upon her pale face.
"Do you not like bacon, dear?" she asked curiously. Angel shifted uncomfortably in her seat and looked down. Yes, because bacon is made out of pig! Pigs are associated with the island! Her mind ran wild with thoughts from the island. Why couldn't she just forget it? Why couldn't she move on from it and continute to live the rest of her life without being haunted? She began to nervously chew on her lip as Molly tilted her head to the side, patiently awaiting the girl's answer.
"No, ma'am. I'm not too fond of it," she managed to choke out. "I don't really like anything made from pig."
The last sentence she spoke caused Jack to look up from his pile of bacon. He stopped chewing and immdiately began to look guilty. He was just as uncomfortable, if not more, at the mention of the word pig. He still had habits from the island and his inner savage would arise from time to time, yet the memories guilted him immensly.
Noticing the couple's sudden tense behavior, Molly frowned and patted Jack's head.
"Perhaps not the best thing to mention." she said catching the hint. "I'm going to finish up breakfast for the kids." With that, Molly walked back into the kitchen leaving the two alone in silence.
"I'm sorry for my mother. I think she sometimes forgets I was ever on that island. I even told her in advance not to cook anything made from pig. I guess it must have slipped her mind." Jack rubbed the back of his neck and bent his head to continue eating.
"Don't worry about it, Jack," Angel started. "It's okay." She picked up her fork and picked at her eggs, eventually raising them to her lips to eat. The rest of breakfast remained silent until Catherine and Brendan came downstairs to eat. Getting their plates of eggs, they joined Angel and Jack. Molly pulled back a chair and sat at the head of the table.
"So what do you two have planned for today?" she asked as she dug her fork her pile of hashbrowns. Angel and Jack looked at each other blankly.
"Nothing, I suppose," Jack answered. He took a bite of bacon and chewed it quickly. "What about you guys?"
Molly set her fork down and looked thoughtful for a moment. "I think I'm going to take the kids shopping today. Do you two want to come along?"
Angel looked over at Jack and nodded her approval. Jack smiled and turned to face his mother.
"Sure," he said. "We'll just meet you up there later."
Molly clapped her hands together and grinned. "Wonderful!" she said. "Sounds like we have a fun day ahead of us."
Angel and the Merridews spent the last part of breakfast eating and engaging in small conversations. When they were finished, Molly and the siblings went upstairs to ready themselves before leaving. Jack, followed by Angel, went downstairs to the basement to get dressed. Pulling out a black tee shirt and jeans, he lifted the plain white pajama tee off him and threw it to the ground. Angel sat on the bed eyeing him quietly with admiration. Jack chuckled to himself as he watched Angel out of the corner of his eye.
"Like what you see?" he teased, turning around to face her. Angel coyly nodded, earning a boyish grin from Jack. He beckoned for her to come closer with one finger. Angel rose up from the bed and embraced him. Jack immediatly went for Angel's lips, devouring them instantly. Angel hungrily kissed back and leaned into him as close as she could get. Jack's muscular arms wrapped around his love's petite frame as he guided them to the bed. He fell backwards on to the soft mattress, bringing Angel with him. He then turned her over so he could hover above her. Angel's small hand reached up and ran her fingers through Jack's messy red hair. Jack smiled down at her affectionately before sliding his hands underneath her shirt. His rough hands ran up and down Angel's body before he slid her shirt and bra off. Angel flinched as the cold air met her bare chest. Jack's body pressed down onto hers, his warm skin doing little to cure her chills. Both of their pants and underwear were next to come off as they were thrown somewhere unknown on to the floor. Jack's mouth reclaimed Angel's as he adjusted himself over her. When she felt his hardness brush against her thigh, that's when reality sunk in. She was actually about to do this with Jack. A sudden pang of nervousness hit Angel in the stomach. She'd only done this once before with Ralph on the island. She felt unexprienced and naive as Jack began to position himself at her enterance.
"Are you sure about this?" Jack asked huskily. Angel detected a faint nervousness in his voice as his icy eyes rested upon her.
"I'm sure," Angel said quietly. "Are you sure?"
Jack slowly nodded. "Yes. Th-this is my first time," he stuttered. "I assume you and what's-his-face have done this before?" he asked, refusing to use Ralph's name.
Angel felt a wave of guilt wash over her as she looked up at Jack and nodded. A faint gleam of disappointment shined in his eyes before Angel reached up and kissed him softly.
"It wasn't really meaningful if it means anything to you," she said sincerely. "We thought we were both about to die so..." Angel absently trailed off as Jack titled his head.
"I understand, I guess," he said more happily. "Are you ready now?"
Angel gave him the nod of approval before he slowly began to slide himself into her. Angel let out a short gasp as the thick pressure slipped inside her. He pushed in deeper and deeper before he finally began thrusting at a steady pace. Angel moaned loudly and arched her back, her nails digging into Jack. She slowly began to relax her tense muscles as she wrapped her legs around Jack's body. She squeezed her eyes shut and focused on the pure bliss of the moment, uncontrollable moans escaping her lips. When her eyes finally opened, they briefly met with Jack's. She gasped when she saw the tenderness in his icy blue eyes had been replaced with complete savagery. Angel could have sworn that if they hadn't been making love at the moment, she would have thought he was trying to kill her. She shut her eyes to escape Jack's ferocious look and concentrated on the pleasure she was receiving from him.
"Angel," Jack savagely moaned, suddenly increasing his pace. Angel's breathes became shorter and shorter until they were nothing but short gasps. Jack pushed in and out harder and harder, his pace still increasing. His crazed eyes focused on Angel as she slowly reopened her eyes. She felt her stomach drop as her eyes met Jack. She couldn't believe the strong intensity she felt. They both grew closer and closer to orgasm as Jack continued to dominate Angel. The moment was just around the corner. Jack gritted his teeth as a rush of magnificent warmth filled Angel. She came not long after Jack did, both moaning loudly. Pure ecstasy washed over their faces as Jack collapsed onto the bed next to Angel. She buried her face into his shoulder as they both lay in silence. Heavy breathing was the only thing that could be heard in the room as the happy couple drifted into a short nap.
When Angel awoke, the first thing she saw was Jack's eyes. The savage had faded, and a new calmness shined within them. Half smiling, Angel kissed Jack on the lips before getting up to redress. Jack followed her actions quickly before grabbing his car keys off the dresser.
"We should probably meet my family at the mall soon so they don't suspect anything," Jack said, pulling on a coat.
Angel nodded as she finished dressing herself. She brushed out her hair and pulled it into a quick ponytail before thowing on a coat and following Jack out to the truck. Hopping into the driver's side, Jack started the car and headed off in the the direction of the mall. Reaching it in no time, Angel and Jack practically flew into the front doors. Once they were in, they slowed down to catch their breath. After a quick moment of rest, Jack took Angel's hand and they departed off to numerous shops in search for Christmas gifts for the family. After looking in several shops, the two had come up with perfumes and candles for Molly, clothes for Catherine, and many different toys for Brendan. The only thing they needed now was gifts for each other. They arranged a meeting time and place and seperated in search for the perfect present. After searching, and getting Ronnie and Alice's gifts along the way, Angel finally decided on getting Jack a pocketwatch with his name engraved on it, and a personalized pocket knife. She hoped the knife wouldn't remind him too much of the island. She felt the present suited him, however. Tying the bags shut to keep the objects hidden, she departed out of the store and decided to kill time until she had to meet Jack. After absently wandering around, she found Catherine in a shoe store. Angel smiled and approached the small redhead.
"Hello. Mind if I join you?" Angel asked politely.
Catherine looked up from the pair of heels she was trying on. "Of course," she grinned. "But only if you help me pick out a pair!"
Angel giggled and tucked a loose curl behind her ear. "Will do!"
Catherine looked back down at the gold heels on her feet and fastened the strap. Trying to stand up in them, she supported herself by holding the wall.
"What do you think of these?" she asked while awkwardly trying to keep her balance.
Angel fought back a laugh. "I think you need to find a pair you can actually walk in!"
A small laugh escaped Catherine's mouth. "Yeah, you're right. I should probably wait until I'm a little older for heels." Using Angel's shoulder for balance, she walked to a chair and sat down to take the heels off. Pulling them off in two swift motions, she walked back to the shoe display to pick out another. Her eyes fell open a simple pair of black flats.
"What about these?" she asked, wanting Angel's opinion.
"I like them," Angel smiled. "Try them on!"
Catherine slipped the shoes on and looked at them through the mirror. "I think I like them too. They're comfortable."
Angel nodded. "They're cute too. Come help me pick out a pair of shoes!"
Catherine slipped the shoes off and placed them back in the box. Setting it down on the chair, she helped Angel pick out a pair of sliver heels.
"Maybe I can teach you how to walk in these things," Angel chuckled. "I, however, happen to be the clumsiest woman on Earth, so I'm not sure how that would turn out."
Catherine laughed loudly. "At least it will be amusing!"
The two girls paid for their shoes and went next door to a clothing store.
"I definitely need something to wear for Chirstmas," Angel stated, her eyes wandering around. She walked around the store looking for something to capture her attention.
"So do I," Catherine said. "I'll have to find something too."
The two looked through each clothing rack until they both found outfits they liked. Buying matching jewlery as well, the girls walked out of the store satisfied. Angel pulled back her sleeve and glanced at her watch.
"It's time for me to meet your brother. Want to come?" she asked. Catherine nodded, and the two departed to go find Jack. Reaching him in no time, Angel walked up to him and placed a soft kiss on his cheek.
"Ew!" Catherine teased, receiving a playful shove from Jack. He took Angel's hand and the three went off to locate the rest of the family.
That night, Angel restlessly tossed and turned. She rolled over and propped herself up on one elbow to face Jack. She eyed him jealously as he peacfully slept. She rolled back on to her back and stared up at the ceiling. She didn't know when sleep consumed her, but she knew it had, for she was no longer in her room, but in a humid, green jungle.
She was running as fast as she could as she heard faint war cries in the distance. Creepers and branches smacked her harshly as she flew through the area silently. Escaping from the jungle, she ran on to the empty beach and stopped dead in her tracks. Where were the naval officers? Where was Ralph? Panicking, she started to run again, heading in an unknown direction. Losing energy, she stopped running and came across the bathing pond. She approached the pool of water and peered into it, gasping at her reflection. She was completely covered, head to toe, in black and red war paint. Disgusted, she jumped into the pond and scrubbed the paint off hastily. When she finished, she picked up running again, still not knowing where she was going. She darted back into the jungle, desperately flailing her arms to move the branches from blocking her vision. Unsuccessful, the branches hit her face until she collided with something hard. Rubbing her head and looking up, she shrieked at what she saw. A spear sharped at both ends now laid limply across the jungle floor and a decapitated pig head sat next to it, demonically grinning at her. Angel stared wide eyed as the pig head seemed to silently mock her, a crazed expression upon its dead face. Flies began to fly around it, creating overwhelmingly loud buzzing noises in Angel's ears. Scrambling to her feet, she began to back away from the mess, eyeing the pig warily. With one last look, she ran away, tearing through the jungle. Tripping over a root, she sailed through the air, meeting the unforgiving ground hard. Whesadin her vision refocused, she saw Roger standing above her, a menacing look plasted on his painted face. His black eyes shined with malice as he lifted his sharpend shear and charged. Making sure Angel couldn't get loose, he sadistically grinned at her before bringing the spear down into her chest. Her vision went completely black as she slumpped to the ground, dead.
When her eyes reopened, she saw nothing but white. Sitting up and rubbing her eyes, she frantically looked around trying to determine her current location. Her eyes focused upon the boy that was approaching her. His hazel eyes glowed as they fixed their gaze on her. Simon. Slowly standing up, Angel threw her arms around her lost brother and let her tears loose.
"I thought I'd never get the chance to apologize for everything," she sobbed. Her body shook violently as she buried her head into Simon's shoulder. "I'm so sorry. Simon. I love you so much."
Simon sympathetically smiled as his grip on Angel tightened. "I love you too." His angelic voice reverberated throughout the entire room. He released her from his grip and used his hand to wipe away the tears from Angel's face. "Don't worry about me anymore, okay?" he said gently, lifting her chin up to meet his eyes. "I'm in a good place now." He gave her one last hug and pecked her cheek. He turned and headed over to a man waiting for him in the distance. The man had curly brown hair and hazel eyes. Angel immediatly recognized him as her father as his warm smile lit up the entire room. Her father and Simon waved and began to decend into the distance, side by side.
Angel jerked awake with tears streaming down her face. Jack lifted his head up and rubbed his tired eyes.
"What's wrong, Angel?" he asked, quickly pulling the weeping brunette into his arms. Angel's watery eyes met Jack's as she told him everything about her dream. Jack listened intently, occasionally nodding, and continued to hold her.
"It sounds to me like your nightmares are over," he said optimistically. "You have nothing more to worry about." He kissed her forehead and began to softly sing to her. Angel felt her eyelids grow heavy as she listened to her lover's angelic voice. Eyes sliding shut, she fell into a deep, dreamless sleep. Jack looked down at the now asleep Angel and smiled, silently thanking himself for being in choir.
A/N: I'm sorry to say that this story has only one more chapter left. I have an idea (and if you guys agree with me then I'll do it) of making another story about Jack and Angel's lives when they are older! It is under consideration and if you guys think it should happen, then it will! :D Please review and let me know what you think!