Nothing To Fear Chapter 4

A/N: LOL, I Got The Idea For This Chapter From An Episode Of 'Video On Trial' Where They Were Talking About How Every Holiday Should Have 'Holiday Sex' And I Couldn't Stop Laughing. Relax, Younger Viewers, There's Nothing Graphic In This Chapter, I Would Almost Call It Fluff!

Disclaimer: I Don't Own Any Of These Characters -But I Do Own Jessica- … I Just Wish I Did…

October Thirty-First: Arkham Asylum.

It was Halloween. Normally it was Jonathan's favorite holiday, but not this year.

Due to his "Less than acceptable" behavior towards Jervis- There was no brain damage, he countered, he was simple knocked out. -The Superintendant grounded him to his room for the day. He felt like a child being punished for bullying his little brother. Speaking of Jervis… he thought, where had he gone off to?

Most of the inmates were inside the Gymnasium building the haunted house, to which Jonathan was most excited to take part in. Until that idiotic tea drinking moron got me kicked out. He thought to himself, staring out the window of his cell. He assumed that's where he was, but who could really guess with that man? He was more likely chatting it up with the newest blonde bimbo that had caught his attention. I wonder how many times he's called her Alice by mistake… He wondered, laughing quietly. He had to admit, he often found Jervis' child-like behavior entertaining and …cute? …Wait…where had that come from?!

He didn't find Jervis cute! …Did he?

He shook his head and sighed, he just needed sleep, that's all. His confused thoughts were caused simply because he was tired. There was no real emotion behind it…right?

A part of him begged to differ.

He shut out that part quite quickly.

Meanwhile, Jervis really was working, just not on the haunted house. He had managed to snag electrical wires from the strobe lights, bits and pieces of metal from the speakers, and some crazy glue- How Fitting, he mused – And created one of his ever so famous mind control chips. He prided himself on his resourcefulness and set off to put the chip to good work.

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Jessica – the new guard- leaned up against one of the Gym walls, gazing down at her I-pod screen with lack-luster eyes. Meanwhile, Jervis casually strolled up, hiding the chip behind his back.

"Good afternoon Miss Thompson." He said, smiling brightly, the slight gap in his teeth showing. Jessica smiled back, completely oblivious to the danger.

"Might I inquire as to what you're listening to?" He asked, still smiling. Jessica giggled and offered him a headphone. Jervis, momentarily distracted from his plan, placed the headphone in his ear and winced outwardly and the horrible noise that ensued.

"Well… how interesting…" he mumbled, giving the headphone back to Jessica and rubbing his ear, ignoring the terrible wringing in his head. Jessica simply smiled again and turned her attention back to the screen.

Making sure no one was looking, Jervis placed the chip in her hair, pleased at the blank expression her face soon took on. He leaned in and whispered instructions in her ear. She nodded, leaving the Gym silently.

Jervis grinned, everything was going perfectly.

Later…

Jonathan lay awake, unable to succumb to unconsciousness. For the past three hours, his mind had been plagued with thoughts of Jervis. It annoyed and confused him, Jervis was the whole reason he was stuck in his god forsaken cell all day instead of instilling fear into the hearts of fellow inmates, he shivered at the very thought of it, and yet… another part almost felt bad for purposely trying to harm him. Maybe Jervis was right, maybe he was acting juvenile.

At that exact moment, there was a timid knock on the door. Jonathan sat up, putting on his best I am not to be disturbed voice.

"What?"

"…Um…J-Jonathan?" Jervis called, wishing he could control his stutter. "C-can I come in?"

Jonathan smiled in spite of himself. He does understand this is his cell too, doesn't he?

"Of course, you imbecile, the doors unlocked."

Jervis whimpered at the insult and opened the door, his hands hidden behind his back.

Jonathan frowned, what was he hiding? He approached Jervis slowly, watching his every move.

"So, Jervis, are you going to show me what you're hiding behind your back or are you just going to stand there like an idiot?"

Jervis' face reddened as he slowly pulled his hands out, showing the object he was so closely guarding, his eyes hidden behind the fringe of his bangs.

Jonathan gasped quietly.

Perched in Jervis' cupped palms was a small pumpkin, formed into a Jack-O'-Lantern with the words "Happy Halloween Jonathan, from Jervis" Carved neatly into the front. The candle inside gave off a warm glow that lit up the dark cell. Jonathan was speechless. No one had ever really taken the time to give him anything before, and he wasn't quite sure how to act. Jervis blushed so red that his face made tomatoes look pale.

"Do you… like it?" He asked, his voice no louder than a whisper. Jonathan nodded and smiled, taking the small pumpkin and placing it on his bedside table. He turned around, facing the still blushing Jervis, who refused to meet his gaze.

"How did you manage to get a pumpkin?" He asked, "There aren't any here and I'm really guessing you didn't just waltz out and buy one at the supermarket." At that, Jervis smiled, but his head remained down.

"I had Jessica get one for me…"

"Jessica…?" Jonathan asked, rolling the name around in his head. "Was she the new guard?"

Jervis nodded, Jonathan's eyes widened. He could have broken out, he could have escaped! …yet he uses her to get a present for…me?...Why?

"Why?" He whispers, not knowing he said it out loud.

"Because I felt bad…" At that, Jonathan laughed,

"Let me get this straight…" he said slowly, "I strangle you into unconsciousness… and yet… you feel bad?" Jervis nodded.

"You did that because I made you feel unimportant, because I'm weak, because I wanted your protection." He said, his voice trembling slightly. Jonathan's smile faded slowly and he walked back up to Jervis, placing his hand under his chin to lift his head, forcing him to look at him.

"Jervis…" He started.

"I-I'm sorry…" Jervis sobbed, lowering his eyes.

"Thank you…" Jonathan whispered. Jervis looked up at him in both surprise and shock. Before he could stammer another word, Jonathan crashed their lips together, smiling internally at the look of shock on Jervis' face. He broke away unwillingly, gasping for breath. Same as the first night, both men stared in silence, waiting for the other to speak.

"Happy Halloween, Jervis" Jonathan mumbled, leaning his forehead against the shorter mans.

"Happy Halloween, Jonathan" He mumbled back, smiling.

Maybe the next Twenty years really won't be so bad…

A/N: Kinda Fluffy, Kinda Not, Whatever. This Is Now Sorta The Transition From The Hate Part Of Their Relationship To The Love Part ^^ As Always, Reviews Are Welcome Or I Might Not Continue ;)