Hey guys sorry for the long wait, my arm seized up and I had the flu...I still have the flu but I wanted to give you guys something special since my birthday is on Sunday and I will be busy doing coursework. Hope you enjoy this update

Chapter Nineteen

Zach and Gray help me up and I reject Owen's help when he tries to support me

"I'll heal"

We spend the rest of the night with the other survivors making sure that Zach and Gray get patched up first. I leave Claire with the boys and go to get myself some space from so many scents in one place. I find myself sitting on one of the unoccupied tables, and I sit back and sigh with relief that the nightmare is finally over. I close my eyes, falling into a light doze. I can hear sobs and look over to see Zach and Gray being hugged by whom I assume is their mother and father. Claire is the next to get hugged by her sister and it's all very heart warming. Claire and Owen catch each other's eye and they come together. I hear them talking but I tune them out. It's no use me making myself go through more of a heartache.

I fall into a light doze but it is disturbed by a shadow

"Excuse me Miss"

I open my eyes. A dark haired man stands in front of me, his eyes on the long gash on my forearm

"Has anyone treated you yet?"

I shake my head

"No need for it. I'll be fine"

He shakes his head

"It could get infected"

The guy is young, maybe about twenty five. He has a strong stature, and nice biceps that are revealed because of the sleeves on his shirt are short. I lean forward

"If it makes you feel any better, you can do it"

I hold my arm out and he immediately gets on the ground, putting his bag down and unzipping it for the things he needs. He fumbles a bit from nervousness but he manages to disinfect my arm and wrap some bandages around it without much of a problem.

"What's your name?"

He looks at me and he flushes with a shy smile

"Jason"

I smile

"Hi Jason, I'm Rae"

His hands linger on my bandaged arm as if he doesn't want to leave. I feel a hand clamp onto my shoulder and the moment is broken. Jason looks behind me and the scent of Owen fills my nose

"Who's this?"

I look at Owen over my shoulder. I gesture towards Jason

"This is Jason and we're going for some coffee because we've both had a really long night. Now if you don't mind, I would really like that coffee now"

Owen doesn't let go of my shoulder and I look at Jason

"I'll be right with you"

"I'll be with the other guys"

He jerks a thumb over at the other paramedics and walks off. I spin around and snap at Owen

"And what is that about?"

He pretends as if I am talking gibberish and puts on his innocent act

"What was what about?"

"That Owen, refers to the I am not letting you go to coffee with a hot guy you just met move you just pulled"

"I didn't do any such thing"

"Then take your damn hand off of me and let me go"

"No"

I look over his shoulder and see Claire coming over

"Would you look at that, your lady love is coming over to see you. I'll just leave you to it"

"I don't believe that for a min-"

Claire places a hand on Owens bicep and he looks at her over his shoulder at her. I take that as a chance to escape. I meet Jason and he hands me a cup of mouth wash, I take it gratefully and rinse my mouth thoroughly and spit into a nearby bucket. The metallic taste finally disappears after another rinse and swirling of mouthwash and I thank him.

"You look as if though you've had a really rough night"

I nod my head

"Trust me; you don't even know the half of it"

He chuckles and looks over at Owen and Claire

"What's up with him?"

I look over too and see Owen looking at us every few moments. I shrug

"I thought we had something, turns out we didn't"

I nod over to Claire

"The red head over there is the heroine of that story"

He shakes his head

"Isn't that always the case? The woman in heels always getting the guy"

I watch them as they interact

"Yeah"

I look down at my muddy boots and pants then I look at him

"How would you know that though?"

"Been through something similar. She picked the douche over me, left me in the lurch"

I wince

"Ouch"

He waves a hand

"I expected it; her weak spot had always been for the douchebags"

I clap a hand on his shoulder

"We should really go for that coffee, maybe when we get back to the city?"

He looks at me with a twinkle in his eye

"Yeah, sounds good. You got a number?"

I tell him to give me his and when we reached civilisation I would definitely call him. He goes off to see to other survivors and I place the slip of paper in my pocket. I see Owen glaring in Jason's direction but I can really not give a care. Look the fuck that I gave just disappeared! I make sure to get lost in the crowd so that Owen couldn't find me and I slip on to one of the first boats to get us off the island. Luckily for me I still have my wallet and other important documents in my jacket. Always be prepared for the worst as I always say.

The time goes by slowly and when we do reach land, I almost climb over everyone else to get off first. I get away from the harbour as soon as possible and get myself a taxi to take me to a hotel. A five star hotel is what I really need right now, along with some room service. I tip the driver well and make my way in to the hotel I have always used and I am seen to immediately. I'm taken up to my usual suite and I order room service as soon as I am inside. I pick up the phone again and dial a familiar number

"Hello?"

I smirk

"Hey Jenny, guess who's back in town"