Chapter Fifteen

Jeanette stared out the window as the forest flew past the window. Johnny was behind the wheel of the Porsche as he drove them into Aspen to his cabin.

When they arrived at the cabin Johnny let them in. And after four hours of boredom, Jeanette looked up from the coach at Johnny. She hadn't thought he had taken her suggestion of taking it slow so seriously.

"There has to be something to do." He looked at her with a bored expression. A mischievous smile grew on Johnny's face.

"There is some tequila, wanna play 'I never'?" She smiled back at him.

"Hell yes!"

Jeanette woke up slowly, a smell of Axe body spray mixed with…cinnamon? She slowly opened her eyes to see she was resting her head on Johnny's stomach. She sat up a little.

They were lying on the bear skin rug in front of the fireplace. Johnny only had on his boxers. Jeanette looked down at her self, wearing only her bra, undies, and one left sock. She vaguely remembered something about playing strip poker after about sixteen shots. She was fairly sure they hadn't had sex, and even if they had it wouldn't have counted as their first time together. Drunken sex was no more then a bad judgment.

She stretched and looked at the clock on the wall. It read seven in the morning; Jeanette couldn't help but moan…far too early with a hang over. She looked at the lazy boy, she reached for the silk camisole and pulled it over herself then grabbed for the quilt.

She lay back down with her head on Johnny's stomach and pulled the blanket over her self and Johnny's legs and soon fell back to sleep.

Johnny slowly regained consciousness. He was staring at the cabin's ceiling. He looked down and saw Jeanette asleep with a blanket over herself. Her put his hands behind his head and lay back.

It was unbelievable the feelings he had when he was around her. She was fun but not boisterous. Passionate but not slutty. It was amazing he actually found himself imagining their life together, never kissing another woman for the rest of their lives didn't bother him in the least. Jeanette moved slightly. He looked down at her. He was fast falling in love.

She looked at him. "Morning,"

"Morning," He smiled stroking her cheek. "How you feeling?"

"My head feels like it was smashed against a brick wall, aside from that peachy. You?"

"Pretty much the same," She smiled. He pulled her up so she was beside him with her head on his shoulder. She sighed and closed her eyes wrapping her arms around him.

"You smell good." Johnny couldn't help but laugh.

"Thank you." They both stilled as they heard a twig break outside the cabin. Jeanette looked up at Johnny worry in her eyes. 'We have to get out of here…it's them.' Johnny didn't need to be told that 'them' meant Doom's minions.

'Come on.' Johnny got up and pulled Jeanette up with him. He ran threw the small cabin into the kitchen and out the back door. Being normally 210 degree's the cold blast of mountain air didn't bother him but Jeanette shivered wearing only a small silk camisole. 'Come here,' He picked her up putting on arm around her shoulders and one under her knee's, he made himself warm up a little more careful not to scold her. She stopped shivering.

'Thanks,'

'Thank me after we loose these guys,' communicating threw your mind defiantly had its perks. Johnny took off into the woods. He stopped and let Jeanette down. He burst into flames and shot a ball at the cabin.

"Johnny! What the hell are you doing!" Jeanette screamed. Johnny looked at her.

"Stopping them from following us!" She stared at him.

"Johnny we are in a forest…with wood…now that will happen!" She pointed at the burning building. The flames went from the roof to a tree, then to another, then to another, and so on until they were nearly engulfed in flames.

"Shit!" Johnny grabbed Jeanette's hand and tore off into the woods. Soon he realized they were completely lost.

We are completely lost. Jeanette didn't have to read Johnny's to know that, it was written all over his face. Suddenly a horrible feeling came over her. Something was coming at them, Johnny more specifically. It was speeding up.

"Johnny!" She shoved him out the way as something pinched her hip. She looked at him. The impact of her self had pushed Johnny to the ground; she was on top of him. She looked at her side.

What looked like a tranquilizer dart was still in her hip. "Shit." Everything went dark