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Ten

It was a week later, after Hermione's rounds she would arrive home to see some token left at the door from John. She would pick it up, bring it in and place it in the hall closet with the rest of the things he left, flowers, chocolate, trinkets. She refused to look at them, to only put them in hiding.

Jenny would some sort of dinner ready, ice cream and beer for desert, sometimes hard liqueur to. John Hart was making it hard for Hermione to get over him and his annoying-ness.

Tonight, the twentieth of December, she arrived home and there was Captain John Hart was standing outside her door, waiting. She walked up to the door, completely trying to ignore him, she was tired and she didn't want to deal with him. "Hermione, just look at me. Please can I come in and talk to you?"

"No. And your key wont work, we had the locks changed out." Hermione pulled her bag over her shoulder more.

"I know, I tired already, she wont even let me in." He sighed, leaning his head against the doorframe.

"You try to break into my flat again?" Hermione snarled, digging her keys out of her purse.

"It's not breaking in if I sleep here." He smiled, joking.

"You don't live here, and you don't sleep here. Leave or I will have Jack remove you and put you in a cell with a Weevil."

"Oh, that's threatening." He teased.

Hermione sighed, her keys in one hand, and she dug around for something more useful. "I really wish you would leave, because I would hate to use it."

"Sorry love, I'm not leaving until we talk this out." John's eyebrow raised, "Use what?"

"This." Hermione puled out a taser and stung him in the gut, he stuck it out at first, then she upped the amperage, causing him to faint. "Sorry." She placed it back in her purse and pulled out a cell phone. She dialed the hub, waiting for someone to pick up. "Hey? Mickey? Hey you pulling a late shift again? Okay. Can you send Jack and another to pick up Captain John Hart from my flat. I tasered him, so he'll be outside waiting for you."

Hermione waited a few minutes, and then hung up. Looking down at John she sighed, "I told you shouldn't have picked me." She unlocked the door, and walked in seeing that Jenny had left dinner in the oven for her. Hermione sighed, sitting on the couch with a beer and her plate and watched a late night show before falling asleep on the couch.

The next morning Hermione and Jenny walked into the Hub, all dreary and tired. Hermione felt numb, the feeling that John was just going to keep bothering her, bothered her. She made he way up to office and sat down, shuffling papers and not really paying nay attention to anything.

"John is locked up in a cell on the lowest levels, he shouldn't bother you anymore." Jack said, standing at the doorway.

"Okay." Hermione replied, not looking up.

"Hermione, are you okay?" He walked around to her side, and lifted her chin. "Hermione you look run down. Why don't you take a vacation?"

"No time." Hermione replied, moving her chin from his grasp.

"Now is a perfect time. Jenny said one of your friends is having a baby, go visit them. Take Jenny and go have a good christmas."

Hermione stopped, and looked up at him with a sad face. "You know that we have not spent on Christmas together in all of my life? Now is our chance and you don't even want to."

"It's not that I don't Hermione, but I can watch the Hub while you rest and get better. Away from John, and away from all this."

Hermione sighed, sitting back in her chair and looked out the window. "You sure?"

"Positive. Go have a great Christmas." Jack smiled, kissing her on the forehead. "We'll celebrate when you return okay?"

Hermione smiled up at him. "Okay. I guess Jenny and I will spend Christmas in London."

"Go tell her that, I do believe it's her first Christmas as well." Jack moved so Hermione could stand up.

"Well, then we will just have to make this the best Christmas ever for her, don't we?" Hermione smiled down at Jenny as her and the others sang along with Christmas tunes and ate cookies. " 'Tis the season and all that."