Egon awoke first, both to the sun in his face and to the warmth against his body. He moved his hand slightly, feeling bare skin. He received a barely audible moan in reply. That's when he realized he wasn't dreaming. He froze, his eyes flying open. He scanned the surroundings, then the source of warmth beside him.
Janine was sound asleep, curled up next to him, face and hands buried in his still clothed chest. Their legs were tangled and his hand was resting on her thigh. Hastily, he moved his hand as he felt her wake up.
She moved her legs, stretching. Her eyes opened to see pink. She froze; she didn't remember anything in her room being pink...or this solid.
Oh God, I have got be dreaming, she thought sleepily.
Egon smirked, not making a comment. Gently, he tapped her arm before she could snuggle back up and fall asleep again.
"Time to wake up," he told her. He felt her freeze up again, then look up at him. He raised an eyebrow. "Morning."
She looked at him, realization spreading across her face. She pulled back hastily, pulling herself into a sitting position.
"Maybe I should call for the harassment charges," he stated dryly.
"I am so sorry," she said, feeling her face flush.
"There is nothing to apologize for. We aren't responsible for what we do in our sleep." He stood up, brushing himself off. "We'd better find some breakfast."
Janine sighed and stood up. She knew better, but she didn't dare say anything about it now.
They have passed the first test, he told the second being. Now we can begin.
Several days had passed and they were still no closer to finding out where they were than when they first arrived. She wandered by the lake alone, thinking. They'd both decided the second day it was safer with some time apart from each other. Neither had been used to being together for long periods of time, and the telepathy thing wasn't making their time together any easier. It was also agreed that while apart, they would not purpously try to seek each other out by their new "gift".
Janine stood by the lake, looking at the clear blue water. The urge to jump in hit her. Quickly, she glanced around, searching for Egon. She didn't want to seek him out, that would be violating a trust. Throwing up a silent prayer that he wasn't in the area, she stripped off her clothes and jumped in. Egon was searching the jungle for some clue as to where they were. He'd long since given up on the P.K.E. meter. It had told him the place they were in was slightly paranormal, but nothing else. So unless he could rig a proton pack from coconuts he was pretty much helpless here.
Lost in thoughts, he was surprised to find he'd entered a clearing. It was the lake. He bent down to get a drink, when something caught his eye. He glanced up and saw a woman in the lake. He froze, not wanting to startle her, his eyes never leaving her form.
Can't be a mermaid, his mind raced. They live in the ocean. Nymph? Water spirit? God, she's beautiful.
He noticed she'd stopped moving and started to turn. That's when he noticed something familiar about her. His eyes widened in shock when he realized who it was. Janine was enjoying the coolness of the water, relaxing, happy she'd finally been able to get a bath. She felt something nudge her mind, but pushed it away. They'd found out some of the animals were telepathic also. The thoughts came back, only this time in words.
God, she's beautiful.
The thought startled Janine, and she froze, fearful there was someone else in these woods that finally made him or herself known. She turned around slowly, calling for Egon at the same time. Her thoughts stopped when she saw who was standing on the shore.
Squealing, she dove under the water. When she broke the surface, he was nowhere to be found.