Title: The Love Disaster

Author: thequietgenius

Summary: Keira plots revenge on Ashelin by concocting a potion to make Jak fall for her. What happens when it backfires? Now not only Jak, but Torn is infatuated with her too. Will this obstacle stray her judgment? JxKxT

A/N: I still have writer's block for this story, unfortunately. However, I decided to do a quick chapter. For the reason that I've been getting so many requests.

Chapter 10

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Keira slumped half-awake in her seat. Occasionally, her head nodded off before she shook herself awake. She couldn't afford to go to sleep yet, no matter how unbelievably tired she was. Knowing that the tension between the two men would eventually rupture into a full fledged fight. As long as the mechanic was conscious, they wouldn't murder each other she hoped. Silence had befallen them ever since they managed to get hold of a three seater. Which Torn was given the privilege to drive, because it was owned by the Freedom Guard.

For this, she was grateful. Peace was short-lived when Jak and Torn were put together in the same boat (or zoomer in this case.) Each trying their hardest to show dominance over the other for leadership. Why that was, even Keira didn't know. As long as they shut up and left her alone, she would be content.

After about half an hour of riding the vehicle, Keira's lids were beginning to droop. The injury on her shoulder blade had taken a serious toll on her. Plus the medication the doctors gave her had side affects. Large amounts of green eco were known to cause drowsiness in order for the patient to sleep. Therefore, the medicine would be more effective. Unfortunately, this meant if the patient were to doze off, they would fall into a deep slumber. Which meant someone would have to carry her inside.

I hope daddy is home…Keira thought before losing consciousness.

Moments later, the threesome arrived at Keira's apartment. Torn shut off the zoomer and hopped out. As did Jak. Torn went over to the door and knocked twice firmly while Jak shook Keira awake gently. Or at least attempted to. When she wouldn't awake, Jak scooped her into his arms.

Torn saw this out of the corner of his eye and his stifled rage emerged. "What are you up to, Blondie?" He said, trying to keep calm.

"I'm carrying her to her bedroom because she's not waking up. Is that a crime?" Anger flashed in Jak's blue orbs.

"Is that all you plan on doing, maggot?" Torn questioned heatedly.

"Are you implying I would take advantage of her, you slime!" Jak hissed quietly, not wanting to wake up the mechanic.

"I don't trust you. Give her to me." Torn commanded taking Keira and Jak's arms.

But Jak wasn't having any of that. He snarled and latched onto Keira's legs. "Give her back to me now."

"I don't think so. Back off before I take drastic measures." Torn growled, clutching Keira's torso closer to his body.

"What's all this racket? Jak, Torn?" The green eco sage adjusted his spectacles. "What are you doing to my daughter?"

"N-nothing, sir." They stammered simultaneously. Jak released Keira's lower half, but not without shooting a glare at Torn.

"Come in, gentlemen. I trust there will be no difficulties." The green eco sage gave them both fierce looks. He didn't forget even for a second that it was because of their quarreling that his daughter was hurt. Neither did the two men, who looked shamefully the other direction.

The green eco sage led Torn and Jak across the hall where Keira's room was. When they entered, Jak smiled. Her furnishing style didn't change one bit since Sandover. The walls were covered with sketches of zoomers and other sorts of machinery. Models and prototypes were scattered on the worktable. In the middle of all the mess, lay a simple twin sized bed.

The green eco sage stepped aside for Torn to enter. Jak stayed where he was, concentrating on the rooms interesting décor rather than 'tattoo face.' Torn gently placed Keira on the bed. She stirred slightly but didn't awake. Torn pulled the sheets over her resting form up to her chin. Then he backed away. The green eco sage noticed his lips twitched ever so slightly, a semblance of a smile. The sage adjusted his spectacles again, wondering if what he had seen had been a trick of the light. Torn's familiar scowl returned.

"Now, if you will excuse me, I have much business to attend to." Torn said gruffly, about to leave the room.

"W-wait! How about a cup of tea? I'm sure you gentlemen are exhausted from the trip here." The green sage quickly intervened. He had seen the jug of love potion in Keira's fridge. Now he was most curious as to what the effects of the potion would be. A scheming side of him he was never aware of before under his strict ways emerged.

"Sorry, Samos, but tea isn't exactly my cup of tea." Jak chucked at his pun.

"Please, for Keira's sake?" Samos pleaded.

"Alright, I guess I owe you for all the times Dax and I wrecked your hut." Jak scratched the back of his head.

"Right you are, Jak! And you, commander?" Samos turned towards Torn.

"I prefer to be called Torn by non-subordinates." The FG commander informed.

"Splendid! Now it'll only take a few minutes. Take a seat, if you will." Samos floated to the kitchen to prepare the kettle, while Jak and Torn sank in rather comfortable couches. Jak had a bad feeling about this. The green sage was never this … happy. He was always an ornery old sage with his nose in precursor history textbooks. He rarely ever left his library—which poor, unfortunate Keira was made to clean after she came home from her mechanic job.

Torn didn't like this one bit. He too had a bad feeling about this. Although he had only known the green sage for a short amount of time, he was never very kind to anyone, except, perhaps, his daughter and Jak—when he didn't make him mad. His eyes, made keen after years of KG training, noticed an odd twinkle in Samos eye when he suggested they have tea. He decided he was going to have to inspect the tea closely for any kind of strange substance.

"Here we are. Good-old fashioned green tea." Samos announced cheerfully, setting a tray with a kettle and two cups.

"Aren't you going to have some, Samos?" Torn questioned suspiciously.

"Ah, well, if you insist." Samos drifted back to the kitchen and returned with a third cup.

If he's going to drink the 'tea,' that must mean it's not drugged, right? Unless … Torn checked Samos' actions carefully as he poured tea into each cup. It seems he's having the same tea as the renegade and I. So it can't be drugged unless he plans on drugging himself, as well. He couldn't be that senile.

Just as Jak was about to down the cup, Samos interrupted. "Would you like cream with that?"

Jak nodded. "Not a bad idea."

Samos glided back to the kitchen and returned with a jug of cream and sugar packets.

Jak poured one sugar packet and some cream into his teacup and stirred it. Torn took his time pouring his sugar packet it, examining every granule. He did the same with the cream.

"Checking for freshness, Torn?" Samos wisecracked, apparently he noticed Torn's scrutiny of the ingredients.

"It's nothing." Torn said off-handedly.

"I see. Though, I can assure you everything is fresh off the crop." Samos said.

Torn waited until Jak drank his cup to see how he reacted. A few moments later, Jak appeared fine. Though, he seemed somewhat drowsy. It was probably out of tiredness.

"This tea is gooood, Samos." Jak slurred. "What did you put in it?" However, Torn didn't notice as he was downing his own cup.

"Oh, just the usual." Samos grinned secretly.

Suddenly, Jak dropped the cup and he collapsed on the couch. Torn did perceive this and cursed himself for his ignorance. However, the side affects of whatever was in the tea became to take hold of him.

"Darn it, Samos. What did you …?" He groaned before losing consciousness.

A/N: Sorry, I had to cut it short. Hopefully, I'll get in more frequent updates in the future. Thanks for the support, guys. :)