Disclaimer: Dont own Jumper, only own May, Alan and other jumpers you don't recognise!

I'm really sorry I haven't updated this sooner, I've been really sick and visiting the hospital a lot. By the way doctors are idiots and my mother has just learned that properly.
Anyway I've rewritten this chapter about five times and I'm now happy with it, hopefully I have Griffin in character and hopefully May doesn't freak you out with her spastic mood swings? haha..
Reviews make me happy :)

It was obvious by the look on his face that the fact she even asked about the computer was stupid.

"Use a library" he told her before jumping to the small couch where he made himself comfortable.

It was obvious May was panicking as she paced his small cave like home, kicking at the dirt floor in frustration as Griffin watched her passively.
He didn't bother catching her attention, nor did he try to snap her out of her quiet rambling that started after she tugged a few times on her shirt.
It was better, in his eyes, that she kept to herself rather than crying and clinging onto his shirt and that simply brought up another subject to his mind.

"So about my shirt..."

Her eyes snapped in his direction as her features softened, "I'll just find Derek and Carter, they can help me!"

"Good," he nodded and shooed her with his hands, "you can even keep the shirt if it gets you out faster"

"Griffin please help me" She suddenly pleaded as her mind shifted to a different idea, "You track Paladin's, I know you can help me find them!"

"You don't need to find them. Just go look for your friend"

Dropping down onto the couch beside him she let out a heavy breath of frustration, "The Paladins must have him, which means if I find Paladins I find Alan"

Griffin turned in his spot on the couch to face her then pointed to a picture behind her head, "That man there, Roland, he hunts us, he kills us. He's a paladin, one of them"
Nodding along with him she waited as he continued, "You go looking for Paladin's he'll show up and kill you, you can't fight him, you'd lose"

"How do you know I would lose?" She snapped back feeling a bit defensive as he suddenly tilted his head up and revealed the scar she had been enamoured with in his pictures.

"See this? First round with him --"

May broke him off by pressing a finger to his chest and raising her voice higher than his own, "I need to find Alan and I'm positive those paladins know exactly where he is!"

"Are you even listening to yourself?" Griffin scowled, "You're not even thinking properly!"

"I'm trying my best here!" May shouted at him again.

"Well that's obvious," his blue eyes rolled, "just stick to your first thought of finding your other little friends and leave the paladins to me"

"I'm not weak"

Feeling frustrated he stomped up to his feet and jumped away, why were women always putting words in men's mouths?!
He got far enough in the familiar restaurant before he heard the shouting behind him and felt two hands grasp onto the back of his leather jacket and jerking him backwards.
He fell with a crash into a grassy park, landing on top of a much smaller body in the process.
Rolling off her his first instinct was to start throwing punches, to get it through her head that she needed to get lost and so rounded on her to act upon it.
Unfortunately he wasn't able to act quickly enough when she tackled into his arms and jumped them again, this time crushing them into his mattress back at home.

"Are you trying to attract attention and get us killed!?" He shouted as she pushed all her weight onto her palms to hold him on the spring bed.

"Help me" Her arms shook as she spoke and her eyes squinted shut in fear of him yelling again.

"No, I've already told you I'm not babysitting"

"Come on, it'll be like a marvel team up" She winced when she saw his gaze slam into her.

It was the smallest statement that could send him over the edge she realised when she found herself on her back with his body hovering over hers, "So help me I attract all the fucking idiots... I'll take you to your friends and that's it. I'm not helping you find this Alan guy, I'm not helping you track down paladins and I sure as hell am not staying with you longer than I have to"

"Then first I need a computer"

Hanging his head down May wrinkled her nose as his hair fell into her eyes and brushed her face, "I know a place, get dressed first"

"Got no clothes, remember? Other hideout destroyed?"

Rolling his eyes but thankfully having them hidden to her own detection Griffin hoisted his self up and walked over to a pile of clothes where he picked up a pair of pants and a belt, proceeding to throw them at her face along with another shirt.
He didn't bother to tell her to change, after all it was implied and May knew she was pushing past her own luck with him.
Discarding his shirt and changing into the new one first, May eyed his turned back as if expecting him to turn around at any second.

"Done yet?" He sounded very irritated with her she noted as she pulled up the pants.

"Yea"

Turning around he began stepping forward over clothe piles as she zipped up the zipper and did up the button to watch as they slid only an inch or two, "Surprised your this small"

"Shut up" He snapped and pointed to the belt, "I wanna get rid of you as quickly as possible, so hurry it up"

Getting the belt into the loops was trickier than she had hoped it would be when it got stuck a few times and she had to forcefully tug them through.
It was either that the belt loops were too small for the belt or he purposely gave her a defiant belt, it was probably the latter.
Finishing with buckling it up she swung her arms open as if he was going to pick her up and flashed him a cheesy smile.

"Christ you mood swing fast," He muttered to himself, hoping she didn't catch it even though her grin told him different, "That's not something to fucking be proud of"

"You sound a lot like Alan sometimes"

"That why your following me around like a dog?"

Frowning she reached out to punch his arm but found her wrist caught and body jerked forward as they jumped again, this time landing inside a small little electronic store with two working computers in the hibernate mode.
Griffin motioned with his hands for her to hurry up and moved away to check security cameras and wipe their drives clean.
While he left to busy himself May worked on getting the computer loaded and bringing up a few familiar websites she used to track all the jumpers Alan and her had found.
Fingers stretched out automatically and began skimming over the correct information she needed, as she guessed neither Derek nor Carter had left any tracks behind after Alan had jumped them straight into his grandfather's living room.
Sighing she continued searching, looking for any traces of Alan but found none.
It was as if her three comrades vanished right into thin air, or rather jumped right to whatever the hell was off the map.
Keeping her frustrations down May went to her last resort as she put in tracking numbers for a pager she had used to find Carter before, it was a dumb move but she wasn't going to remind him to throw it away as it had slipped her mind many times before.
Expecting to see some results she watched as the page loaded blank and confirmed that Carter got wise and destroyed the pager, or turned it off.
Griffin appeared beside her a moment later and listened as she told him she had no results, of course she might have better ones if she had her software installed but since her computers were destroyed at Alan's she had nothing else to work with.

He nodded as a different idea formed into his mind and he quickly jumped the two onto a street familiar to him but cloudy in May's own memory, "The bar I found you at is down the street, remember where your friends went afterwards?"

"Arctic or New York"

He gave her a look that obviously stated he thought she was joking, "I'm serious"

"As am I, Griffin"

"Stop saying my name" He grumbled now berating himself for ever sharing his name with her.

"What's a matter, not your type?" She joked with batting eyelashes in a teasing manner.

Griffin suddenly pulled his lips up into a smirk as he looked down at her and took her in, "Definitely not my type"

His response shook her off her guard and teasing attitude as she realised he was quite serious, "Wait, what? What's that supposed to mean?"

"You asked" He answered simply and began walking forward down the street, intent to see if he could find any jump scar or information on these other friends of hers.

"The bartender will know when we left, if I know the times I can figure out where everyone should be, right?"

Nodding Griffin pushed open the doors of the bar and strutted inside, letting the wood hit the female behind him without much notice.
Slapping his hand on the counter he leaned forward to the bartender and jerked a thumb back at May, asking when she and her companions left the previous night.
Running up to his side May glanced nervously around as he got his information, reaching out subtly to grab his hand that he jerked away from her upon feeling the heat of her skin come in contact.
Frowning May leaned forward on her elbows as the bartender went into the back, claiming he was off duty that night but there was another who had served them who would know.

"Stop getting clingy" He suddenly clarified once the man disappeared into the back.

Darting her eyes over to him May nodded solemnly, "You're very hard to get along with you know?"

"I know" he nodded without taking his eyes away from the door.

When the bartender came back he informed them they left around four in the morning which was enough of a head start for May when she told Griffin Carter would be stopping at the hideout after a seven hour nap.
Glancing down at the watch on his wrist Griffin shook his head and informed her if they left at four am then he already had his even hour nap about four hours ago.
Looking a little confused May checked the time by grabbing his wrist and confirmed it was indeed two in the afternoon.
Noticing she was about to start becoming panicky and have another mood swing Griffin asked about the other jumper and got the information he needed.
This one he realised would be easy to track.
Sure he was smart about jumping everywhere but he was foolish to only be jumping two separate places and then landing at the Arctic where he laid enough information for someone to track him.
The snow was cold when the two jumped and the weather made it freezing as snowflakes scattered about their heads and landed a little roughly on the blanket around their feet.
The sound of crunching snow hit their ears as they began travelling into the white wonderland in search of Derek's home.

"Should've gone with him" May muttered as she froze to death at the climate change.

"With who?" Griffin couldn't help but ask.

"I'm not telling you, you'll get mad at me" She pouted in his direction and continued pressing on.

Interest piqued he roughly grabbed her elbow and slowed her down a bit, "Get mad at you for what?"

Her exterior began becoming nervous, eyes darting about as her fists clenched and unclenched, "Alan found Derek's place... I wasn't... erm... with him at that time"

Realisation sunk in him as he narrowed his eyes at her, "You're telling me you don't know where this guys place is? We're just wandering around?"

"You didn't notice?" She chuckled helplessly.