LightEcoKing: sighs This is it guys, the last chapter.

Light-Eco-Sage: Ok ok I get it. Deoxyribonucleic Acid, fine fine. And love and lust? Well I guess you could say that, I'll explain at the end.

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Chapter VIII: Jak's Choice

5:00 PM Haven Hospital

Jak paced the hospital ward impatiently. Daxter sat snoring next to Kiera who looked tired and worried on one of those hard, plastic waiting room chairs. Torn was also pacing, and kept bumping into Jak, while Sig's large frame occupied an entire corner. Ashelin fidgeted anxiously with something until a doctor clad in white approached them.

"We've examined him from top to bottom. He's going to have to stay here for a few days, but he'll be fine."

There were loud cheers in the ward. Jak sighed with relief, and they all pushed past the doctor to see him.

Pyrah looked a mess. He had bandages all over his torso and face. The Metal Head had sunk his claws deep into his chest. One of his legs had snapped under the Metal Heads weight, and Sig had accidentally bumped Pyrah's head into a large steel pipe on the way out of the sewers.

"Thanks for coming." Pyrah said with a grin. He glanced at Jak. "You saved my life."

Jak grinned and shurgged sheepishly. "Only after you saved mine. How are you?"

"Well I've cracked three ribs, broken my leg, I was under cardiac arrest for a few hours, I had a concussion,"-here he glanced menacingly at Sig.

"But I'm alright."

Kiera stepped forward. "Good to hear it Pyrah."

Pyrah smiled back at her, a symbol of forgiveness.

6:35 Kiera's Apartment

Jak sat back, almost stuffed. Kiera smiled, delighted.

"Did you really like it?" Kiera asked gleefully. She had made dinner for her and Jak.

"It was delicious." Jak lied. In truth, her Flut-Flut Fillet was the wrost thing he'd ever tasted. The meat was golden brown on the outside, but the inside was frigid. The mashed potatoes tasted were very hard and tasteless. Jak felt that he'd rather go out on a date with Jurahat then eat another spoonful of her green beans.

"Well I'm glad you liked it. Look Jak, I need to ask you a question."

Jak nodded, looking puzzled. "What's up Kiera?"

"Jak, do you love me?"

Though the question was sudden, Jak answered readily. "Of course I do."

Kiera looked down at her plate, embarrased. "Well then I have something to give you..."

8:30 AM Kiera's Apartment

Jak stood in front of Kiera's stove clad in nothing more than boxers and an undershirt. He whistled as he scrambled a Flut-Flut egg (one was big enough for the both of them), and then walked to the fridge tp pull out some Yakow sausages.

Kiera stood in the entrance to the kitchen/dining room, watching with a bewildered expression. She had seen Jak as a sage-slayer, watched as he destroyed two Metal Head leaders, and annihilated countless armies of Metal Heads, and killed a homicidal cyborg bent on the destruction of the entire planet.

She had never seen him as he was now, in the kitchen, cooking and actually happy and at peace.

Kiera walked toward him, wearing a slik night gown and robe that barely covered her thighs.

"Hi Jak," she said as she neared the stove.

"Oh hey! I was just making breakfast. Do you like your sausages grilled or fried, because I can do both."

Kiera smiled in spite of herself. She hugged Jak, and kissed him.

"Um, Kiera, the eggs." Jak muttered through a gap in their morning make-out session.

"Oh!" She jumped quickly out of the way and allowed Jak to lad the steaming yellow eggs onto two plates.

They sat at a table, and talked. They hadn't really done much talking last night, but they made up for that.

Finally Kiera, who Jak realized hadn't really been eating much, looked up.

"Jak, I've got something to tell you."

"Shoot." Jak said, not worried in the least.

"I'm leaving. For good. I mean, probably north or something. I've had basically all I can stand of this city, you understand?"

Jak was at a loss for wards. It felt almost as he'd been slapped in the face.

"But Kiera, what about...us?"

Kiera's face brightened. "Well I was hoping you would come with me!"

Her face fell as she caught sight of Jak. "But of course you could always stay here. I mean, you are supposed to become king of Haven, and Spargus. I mean, I couldn't ask you to give that up. I mean, that just wouldn't be fair."

Jak noticed when Kiera was nervous or anxious, she said 'I mean' a lot.

"Kiera, I'll come with you if you want."

Kiera looked up at Jak, and suddenly leapt into his arms. Jak grinned sheepishly.

"We'd better go break the news to the others."

12:30 Haven City Entrance

The blue Krimzon Guard hoverbusses were still. Torn, Ashelin, Sig, Samos, and Jinx were talking at once. They were all trying to find reasons why Jak, Kiera, Daxter and Tess should stay. Tess had always wanted a small pink house in the country, and Daxter claimed that Jak wouldn't last a second without him. And they had packed the same day. There were two hoverbusses floating at the gate. One for the roup of people and their lugage, the other encompassing Kiera's essentials from her garage, and some of Tess's gun protoypes.

"How will you survuve out there? Where will you get money?" Ashelin asked. She was frantically trying to find reasons why they should stay.

"If there are any Metal Heads out there, Jak and I'll hunt them down and cash in their Skull Gems. Plus Kiera and Tess will be building zoomers and guns and stuff. We're gonna be alright."

Kiera nodded enthusiastically. "Sorry to be robbing you of your king."-she glanced at Torn "And your officer."

The good-bye's dragged on for an eternity, but finally, they ended. The four friends boarded the hoverbus and waved as the disappeared behind the city gates.

LightEcoKing: IT'S OVER! That was Jak's choice guys. No Ashelin wasn't involved, but whatever. I guess you could say love or lust. Lust for power that is! Get it? Yeah I know I suck at endings. The story is over people, go read something else.

looks around to make sure no one is still reading

Little do they know, a secret is in the words!