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Amy

"Well how was I to know that you were about to have your 'big break?'" Sarah said.

Jim was hacked off. Aimee and Doc had been ten times worse than usual, skirting around corners and avoiding eye contact.

Jim sat miserably beside his mother at lunch and watched the couple.

One would glance at the other while the other one wasn't looking, then when they finally looked at each other, they would blush and look away.

"So," Jim ventured, "what did you guys do today?"

Doc dropped his fork and Amelia seemed to choke on her iced water. "Delbert and I watched a movie," she said slowly. "Then there was a power cut."

"Really?" Said Sarah interested. "Well there were no signs of a power cut in town,"

Jim kicked her under the table. "There was one at Dave's house," he said hurriedly. "The TV switched off and the lights went out."

Amelia observed Jim over her glass, her thin lips barely visible.

Jim excused himself from the table and rushed off to his room.

There is a way to get them together! There's always a way!

He threw himself upon his bed and then an idea struck him!

He crept into Amelia's room (across the hall from Delbert's) and turned the heater on as high at it would let him, then he did the same in Delbert's.

Mom told me that if it's too hot, it causes nightmares. Let's see if it's true.

As he was walking back down the hall, he ran into his mother.

"We've got to do something!" She cried exasperatedly.

"Shhh Mom, they'll hear you." Jim whispered. He told her of what he had done.

Sarah frowned, "It's still not enough, there has to be something else…"

She trailed off as she thought. "We could go out, and then you can sneak back in again and become invisible."

Jim thought, if he did, he could do all sorts of little things. "Fine, fine. I'll take care of everything."

Amelia and Delbert were still downstairs, finishing the dishes.

"Will you two be alright by yourselves for the night?" Sarah asked.

Delbert dropped a plate but Amelia's quick reflexes caught it before it could hit the ground.

"Why?" Amelia asked, suspicious.

"Jim and I have to do a few things in town, and then get to the store before it closes; the transport's finished by then so we could stay in a hotel."

Delbert nodded but Amelia was still alert, her ears pricked up as she looked from Sarah to Jim.

"Well I should leave in a few hours," Sarah exclaimed, "Could you make dinner Delbert? Jim can paint that garden shed, it's falling to pieces."

"I'll cook Mom!" Jim almost shouted, "It'll be fun."

"And I'll help him," Amelia said quickly, giving him her sweet smile that clearly suggested she wasn't going to let the boy out of her sight.

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Jim made dinner unhappily. What could he do? With Amelia there she would see everything he put in the chicken, the mash and the vegetables.

"Amelia!" Sarah called from the lounge, "do be a dear and help me with this!"

Amelia frowned and looked at Jim, replying, "can it wait?"

"No."

Sighing and removing her apron, Amelia gave him a look that said: I have eyes in the back of my head Hawkins. Then she hurried to help Sarah.

Quickly, Jim slipped some more Juganna leaves into the gravy where it disappeared immediately.

Finally he whipped out a small bottle from his pocket that contained a "love potion" his mother had bought him once, "You need a nice girl," She had said.

Jim believed in nothing as far fetched as "love potions," but it smelled nice so he poured it in the cheese sauce and saved some for the wine.

Amelia came back into the kitchen where Jim was chopping carrots, and eyed the pots and pans. "If you have done anything James Hawkins," she hissed, "with god as my witness I will have you painting that garden shed with your toothbrush!"

Jim swallowed and gave her an innocent look, "Why would I do anything to your food ma'am?"

Amelia glowered and put more seasoning into the pans.

Jim knew that he must do everything with caution, Amelia was on to him and he had no doubts that she would make him clean the toilet bowl with his sweater if she was mad enough. And with his plans, he would be scrubbing for a long time.

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Sarah and Jim left the house at seven o'clock and Jim waited for his mother to close the door before making his way into the lounge.

Amelia was reading a book, one of her Stephen King novels, as big as a paving slab and as thick as a brick.

She sighed and marked her place, heading to the kitchen for a glass of water.

Jim saw it balanced on the very edge of the table and couldn't resist knocking it off, losing her page.

Amelia looked angrily at the book, shaking her head she closed it and wondered what to do.

She put her feet up and shut her head, dozing on her arm. Wow did that woman sleep a lot!

Jim walked to Delbert's study. The door was almost always open and Jim went inside. He noticed a photo of Amelia sitting on his desk and pushed it over.

Delbert jumped and picked it up, gazing at it for a moment. He placed it down again and moved from his chair, doubtlessly to where Amelia was –which had of course been Jim's intention –

Jim followed Delbert to the lounge.

When Delbert saw Amelia asleep, he gave a small smile and walked over to her.

Jim grinned and moved behind the couch so he had a good view of everything.

Delbert touched Amelia's face, brushing a stray hair from her cheek.

If Jim hadn't been so…Jim, he may have found it touching. Jim grabbed his opportunity as Delbert leaned forward to kiss her head.

Amelia woke with a start as Jim poked her in the ribs. Delbert blushed and retreated, completely busted.

Jim smiled at the awkward tension he had created.

"You!" Amelia lowered.

"Mmm," Delbert muttered sheepishly, as a naughty child did when they were being caught with lollies.

"What in Grimm's name are you doing?" Her voice was steely,

"Um-well-I was-" Delbert muttered.

"Not you Delbert," She smiled at the confused doctor.

Amelia was on her feet; she flipped over the couch and landed on a surprised Jim. His Mertizilator didn't stop him being solid.

"James Hawkins!" Amelia cried angrily, "I repeat, what do you think you are doing?"

"Okay, okay, I give," Jim said, taking off his device.

Delbert gasped as Jim lay there, under Amelia's control. "I was just…"

Amelia tightened hold of his wrists, her claws digging into his wrists. "Spying on us! Oh I know James!" She spat. "I figured that out the other day, why are you here today than hmm?"

"I was just-"

"Your mother wouldn't be in on this little scheme would she?" Hissed the angry captain.

"N-no," Jim managed to stutter, "she doesn't know anything ma'am."

Amelia seethed, she was more furious than Jim had ever seen her. "What did you put in our dinner?" She asked quietly.

Jim looked up at her, avoiding her eyes.

"James Hawkins! What did you put in our dinner?"

Her eyes bore into him, drilling into his (very sorry) brain. "Alright! Alright!" Jim cried as the captain dug her claws in further. "It was Juganna leaves!"

"And the other one James," She whispered, her tone so low and dangerous it would have sent Alan Rickman (Professor Snape) begging for mercy.

"N-nothing," he lied.

Amelia pulled out a small bottle from her pant's pocket, glaring at the boy, "I found this fall out of mid air," She said mockingly, "do you think we're on the same track?"

"Y-yes ma'am," Jim said silently.

Amelia released him, "On your feet!" She spat.

Jim straightened up in front of Delbert and Amelia, awaiting his punishment. Would Amelia strike him? She looked as though she would, just whip out a cane from her pants and beat the living crap out of him.

Jim highly doubted that, there was barely enough room for Amelia in her clothes, they were close fitted and well ironed.

"Be gentle on him," Delbert said gently, placing his hand on her shoulder.

"Oh don't worry Delbert," Amelia smirked, "I have a just reward for our dear Mr. Hawkins…"


What will Amelia do? Cane him, Scratch him? Hang him by his tonsils from the garden wall? Or something much more "Amelia?"

Well actually I have no idea yet LOL, Ill update soon tho. Remember: if you see someone without a smile, give them one of yours.

–Amelia Johnsonn –

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