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The night was settling over the land and Serenity was growing colder the minute. Her hands trembling and her body shriving. She almost bumped into Iggy as he paused. "W-w-what a-a-re y-y-you do-doing?" she asked, through chattering teeth. He looked around him, before turning and facing her.

"Serenity?"

She looked up at him; her arms wrapped herself as she continued to shiver. "Yes?"

In reply, he opened his arms, "is this okay?" He stepped closer; Serenity looked at him for a moment, before nodding. His arms came around her holding her close to his body; she let her head fall on his shoulder. He was so warm, so gentle. She didn't even care that he was probably getting excited from the closeness.

"Serenity?" She didn't even bother to lift her head, she was falling asleep. "Serenity?" his voice held a hint of panic, "don't fall asleep!" Her eyes snapped open, she stepped back shriving once more.

"S-sorry." His hand came from under chin lifting it. He only smiled.

"It's okay, but you need to get out of those clothes," his smile faltered at her shocked expression. "Only if you want to, only if you don't want to freeze."

Serenity looked down at her clothes, smiling sheepishly. "I won't look," Iggy added. She looked at him, as he turned away.

With shaking fingers, she took off her shirt throwing it over her head and slipping out of her jeans. She stood in her bra and underwear; her arms still close around her. "Now what?"

He withdrew his shirt, lifting it over his head. She took a step back when he handed the shirt to her, still facing away. She took it, draping the shirt over her which covered past her thighs but just above her knees. It was warm; his scent still lingered on the fabric as she sucked in the smell. It smelled great, like a fresh rain fall mixed with something else she couldn't describe.

"Could you hand me your clothes?" Iggy asked, still face away. Although, Serenity's gaze was fixed on his long slender back taking in his taunt and tense muscles, how they rippled underneath his skin as two large angelic wings spread from his shoulder blades. He was beautiful, how could she think he was dull?

"Serenity?" He turned his head over his shoulder, although his eyes never flickered to her face. She only nodded, gathering her clothes and placing them in outstretched hand.

He placed them on a low branch, letting the dry for a moment, "we'll have to stay here for tonight, who knows how far we are." Iggy wasn't looking at her when he turned away, his eyes on the ground anywhere but her face. Which was fine with her, she didn't know this guy, how could she trust him? Who cares if he offered his shirt to her? That meant nothing as far as she was concerned. She stuck out her chin, "fine."

With slender fingers he began riffling through his pockets in search of fire-starting tools, he sat on the ground flicking his stones and tools together hoping to get a spark. After what seemed like a fifteen minutes, not even an ember sprouted from his heated tools. He sighed, feeling stupid and defeated however his gazed flicker to the girl across from him, who was now huddled together her back next to tree watching his hands move. Again, he tried. "I can make fire right?" Serenity asked.

Iggy's hands froze, hovering over his work. Without looking up, he said, "you're supposed too."

"Do you know how I do it?" She asked, looking at her shaking hands. However, he only shook his head,

"No, afraid not." He resumed his work, rubbing vigorously.

Serenity stared at her hands, thinking warmth and fire which only reminded of how cold she really was. She shivered again rubbing her hands together feeling the warmth emit from there. She kept rubbing and rubbing, the way the boy Iggy did, when something glowed from her hands. It was a beautiful glow, not like fire but light. Warm, reassuring light…like Iggy.

However, the boy paid not attention to her. She almost bit her lip to keep from squealing with delight at her discovery. With wobbly legs, she stood, making her way over to the boy before collapsing in front of him. His eyes flickered to her bare legs than resumed back to his own hands. When he felt two cool hands cover his own, "Serenity?"

But, her eyes were close concentrating on sending her power through him. She knew it wasn't enough for just her to create it, she was too cold, too weaken. So it was up to him and his warmth and strength to create it. When the spark flowed from his fingers tips igniting the dry brush. Instantly, Serenity pulled away letting him blow on the brush till it became a flame. He added more wood and dead leaves, watching as the fire got bigger and stronger. A small smile splayed across his lips. "Thanks," he muttered, but Serenity only yawned. The fight was out of her in a rush, lack of cold and strength leaving her wilted like a flower. Her eyes fluttered closed and she fell to the side in exhaustion.

Iggy watched as she fell into fatigue, taking everything he could not to go to her and gather her in his arms. When he watched the deep fall and rise of her chest, he knew that she was in a deep sleep. He gathered her clothes, setting them next to the fire to dry. He dug through his pocket finding a crumbled up a cookie and a smashed sandwich that he will saved for later. He would save them for another time, maybe in emergency. Once more, he looked at Serenity's sleeping form. Watching her steady, labored breathing, in and out in perfect sync. The fire light danced along her face making her even more beautiful almost like some sun goddess. She was beautiful, the long flowing hair that spilled around her. She needed it cut, but either way she was still beautiful. And just thinking that she would never love him again sent a ripple of pain through him.

He loved her; he loved her more than just her beauty. But Iggy couldn't fathom what Serenity saw in him. Looks? Intelligence? He couldn't think of anything else, but he did think of what he saw in her. Besides the beauty, she was caring and gentle and loving but at the same time she was fierce, protective and wild as the fire she created. Ever since he saved her from Omega, it like that fire went out replaced with a light so blinding that it made Serenity blind to reason and blind to him. He couldn't let Omega win, not this time. Once more he did something to her, taking her away her memories like last time. It was like déjà vu, and even in death Omega still found a way to win. Although this time Jade wasn't influencing her, she wasn't having two minds against her, it was just her. And she didn't want anything to do with him.

He sighed, wishing to just hold her once more. Of course, he loved her for her, but he also loved the fact that she was just as perverted as he was. They never truly went all the way, except that once but Serenity was blind. He wanted it to special for her too. Seeing what he saw, the joy on his face letting her know that she could never disappoint him, never. He was his other half, his soul mate whatever that was. She was his everything, even if he was her nothing.

With a shrug, he stood up knowing he couldn't disturb her. What the heck? She won't wake up, she's exhausted and tired, she won't know. He came around her lifting her shoulders and placing them in his lap. Not caring that her wet hair raised goose bumps on his skin. He figured if he was going to lose her, than he might as well get one good look at her face. Tracing the planes of her eyebrows, by running one finger down her eyebrows to her jaw line. Running a slender finger over the bridge of her nose to her lips. Before his finger, trailed up to her temple, brushing the wet hair from her face.

He let his thumb brush her eyebrow again loving the way her skin was only slightly flawless. He didn't care if she had a couple of freckles and one little pimple on the side of her face, underneath her ear. Something he would never notice due to her long her hair, how could he notice? When he was always looking into her eyes, eyes which now held disgust for him. Eyes that couldn't ever look at him the same again.

He blinked away tears, his face leaning in his lips inches from those pink, lush ones. His lips touched them, even though they offered no response. Lightly, he let his tongue lick the bottom before a quick kiss on her lips again. He pulled away; never to kiss those lips again. Never her soft lips underneath his kissing back passionately and full of lust. Never Serenity.

Her eyes were fluttering and when they opened, it took a moment to recognize the position she was in. She looked around, licking her lips, before she backed away. "What were you doing?"

"Serenity…" He held his arms open, "it's not what you think."

"You think I'm easy or something?"

"No, I-"

"Try to cop a feel?"

He was silent, staring at her with such dead eyes like the last flicker of a lightning bug as she tried to turn away. "Can't trust you can I? Here, I thought we could be friends, than you take advantage of me?"

"Look, you were cold. So I came over-"

"What? Tried to keep me warm? Nice excuse, but do me a favor and stay away!" Iggy sighed, watching as his shoulders slumped in defeat.

"Fine," he crawled back over to his side, gathering her clothes and tossing them to her. "You're clothes are dried." She caught them with ease. She looked at her clothes than back to the boy, feeling a tad bit of guilt for yelling at him.

But all ready his back was turned away from her. Quickly, she took off his white t-shirt and placed her warm clothes back on, but not once did he steal a glance to peek at her. She copied his position, back turned away from the fire and him. He heart changing slowly. I will not fall for him, I will not, not, not. He's a perv, a big flipping hot perv. Oh, crap I like him. She fell back asleep with her heart hammering away in her chest.