A/N: Just a head's up so there's no confusion. From this point on, the fic is no longer in 1st person because we're onto the second part of the story. The first part was centered on Sherry's POV but now it will be focused on Sherry, Jake, Piers and Helena.
Everyone else is still left up to interpretation because there is still more to be revealed - yes even Marlowe's got some secrets left over!
I'm gonna miss writing Sherry's POV but the fic must progress! XD
Well enough of my babbling! Enjoy the new beginning and the events that unfold!
Chapter 15
A New Beginning
Sherry peered out of her window in the backseat at what was to be her new hometown for perhaps the rest of winter. The blonde girl's eyes sparkled as she gazed delightfully at the scenery around her.
Finland was a true winter wonderland! Snow blanketed every town they sped past on their journey to their winter residence; from the tall, wise elder trees that swarmed the regions to the vast mountain areas. She even observed lakes and other bodies of water frozen over in thick ice, giving them a lucid and sturdy semblance that would make crystals and diamonds hide away to mask their shame.
Sherry felt like she was dreaming and she never wanted to wake up.
They were going to be staying in a very small town called Valkoinen Mökki. Despite its size and minimal inhabitants, the town had means of easy access to the busier cities by train and buses because they were very close by.
Sherry glanced at little Marlowe, he was in his booster seat sleeping peacefully beside her. She smiled remembering how restless he was on the plane – constantly jumping up and down, whining for food and entertainment – the boy was a handful but finally he was at ease.
Stephanie was on the other side of him, her bright hazel eyes were locked firmly on a novel she was reading - it was a book of short stories written by the great Edgar Allen Poe. Jake was in the front seat beside his father. Originally he wanted control of the radio but after his little brother fell asleep he had no choice but abandon that idea.
Wesker made an exit off the highway and onto a snowy path, the truck slowed as it road over thick snow. He made a left onto a small hill and Sherry could see what looked like a bar and it was quite busy with many vehicles in the snow ridden parking lot. While she observed this she suddenly became aware that this hill wasn't very small at all, it was frighteningly steep.
Not the 'Oh my God we're gonna flip over or slide down backwards' steep but still it felt like going up on a roller coaster ride.
Finally they reached the top and drove past a few random log cabins. They passed by more forests and lakes overtaken by the frosty weather and slowed down once they reached their destination.
"We're here!" Jake announced loudly, looking over his shoulder at Sherry - he couldn't wait to see her face. He was rewarded greatly because the pretty blonde was absolutely in awe.
It was the most luxurious and massive log home Sherry had ever seen!
There was a large body of frozen water in front of the home bordered by rocks for decor. The house itself was composed of wood but there were stone fixtures present as well. A wood deck wrapped around the entire residence, from what Sherry could make out there were at most three levels to the home - not including a possible basement. Large windows were everywhere but the curtains were closed.
Sherry was anxious to see the inside. "Wow..." she whispered aloud as Wesker pulled the truck up the driveway and into the garage with an automatic door.
Everyone piled out of the truck - Sherry helped the newly awakened Marlowe from his seat and carried him out in her arms. Immediately, Stephanie and Sherry began to shiver from the region's chilly weather. Everyone was dressed from head to toe in layers but the girls were still feeling the cold.
"M-Ma'am...?" Sherry started, her teeth chattering as she spoke. "A-Are y-you o-okay?"
"F-Fine..." the older woman replied with a forced smile and shiver. Sherry was no fool, she knew she wasn't 'fine' but she didn't push it - she figured it must get tiresome for her to have someone constantly worrying about her condition. She'd cut the auburn haired beauty a break for the time being.
The family [and Sherry] exited the garage and walked a few feet past it to the front double doors. Sherry was starting to notice that this new home was somewhat similar to the one in London, but it seemed much bigger – this place was almost like a mansion.
Jake unlocked the door and held it open for his mother and Sherry to enter first. They stepped onto the welcome rug and wiped their snow covered boots on it. Immediately afterwards, Sherry and Marlowe both were blown away by the scene before them.
Wooden fixtures were everywhere, tall windows in every corner of the room, a balcony overhead and a staircase to their right leading up to it. In the center of the room was a stone chimney with an unlit fireplace - a moose head hung high over it. An extravagant and beautifully weaved red rug was on the floor in front of the chimney, a coffee table atop it was surrounded by red and brown leather sofas. Lamps were on top of tables within the same proximity.
Jake flicked on the light switch nearby, illuminating the room via light from two grand chandeliers; one hanging above the group and the other on the opposite side farthest from them.
"Welcome to the new home!" Jake voiced with a hint of humor. He was trying hard not to laugh at Sherry's dumbfounded expression. Her already big blue eyes were even wider and her mouth hung open. She's so cute. He thought with a smirk.
Marlowe climbed out the stunned blonde's arms and wiggled himself to the floor. "It's a little cold in here." he said, poking at his caretaker's thigh to bring her back down to earth.
Sherry shook her head to rid herself of the trance she was in. "H-huh? Oh, um yeah it is..." she looked over to Jake and he shrugged.
"I have to turn the heat on. In the meantime, you could light the fireplace to warm up." he replied.
Wesker stepped in front of them and handed a box of matches to Stephanie and Sherry. "Light that fireplace for now and have a seat. Jake and I will retrieve everyone's luggage and once we return you will have your chance to tour the abode. Miss Birkin, you will follow Jake and light every fireplace you come in contact with - he will also show you and Marlowe to your bedrooms."
He turned to Stephanie and Sherry noticed that the normally cold and detached man seemed to falter for a moment, almost like the sight of his wife weakened him... "Stephanie... perhaps you would like to accompany me? I won't put you through much." he spoke slow and gentle.
Sherry thought it was strange but Jake paid no mind. He was used to his father sucking up to his mom. She was the one thing that actually made Wesker display an awkward ounce of humanity.
Stephanie tilted her head a bit but shrugged. "Sure," she started as she made a slow stride towards the couch; Marlowe followed closely behind to sit with her. "I'll just wait here for you."
Sherry glanced over to Jake and then went to join the quiet mother and her little sunshine. Jake and Wesker left back to the outside to deal with the luggage. Before taking a seat, Sherry walked over to the fireplace and observed the fresh wood inside. She lit a match and tossed it inside, the fire came alive slowly.
She flopped down on the couch opposite Marlowe and Stephanie, sending the two a smile. "I can't wait to tour." she whispered playfully.
Marlowe beamed at her. "Me neither!"
"I'm sure you two will love it here." Stephanie said, fixing the busy little boys hat. "There's lots to do to keep entertained, it's quiet and just an amazing place to be for the holidays."
Sherry grinned and turned her attention to the front door just as the Wesker men piled inside carrying all the bags in one go. They didn't look strained at all, almost like the heavy bags were equivalent to carrying bags of chips. Sherry wasn't sure she would ever get used to their super human strength.
"Alright, come on you two." Jake instructed with a smirk.
Marlowe raced over to him, Sherry sent Stephanie a smile before following behind the little blonde child. Jake started walking towards the staircase and Sherry placed the box of matches into her pocket before lifting Marlowe into her arms to trail behind Jake by a few steps.
They made a left at the top and walked straight through a doorway into an enormous room. On the left was a bookshelf fixed along the wall and a hefty computer on a desk beside it. A tall set of windows stretched far into the room with dark red curtains drawn for concealment.
Straight ahead was a small kitchen area consisting of a medium sized French-door fridge, a microwave, sink, a few burners on a stove, some cabinets and an oven. A countertop with four chairs was a few feet separated from it to allow movement space between the two.
Farther from the kitchen space was a large TV with its stand embedded into the wall. A rich chocolate brown L-shaped sofa was facing the television along with a loveseat. There was fireplace in this room - it was kiddy-corned to the right of the TV only a few feet away. Above the fireplace was a picture of a snowy wonderland.
"Family room." Jake stated after flicking on the lights and walking through the small kitchen space between the counter and sink. "Open those curtains would you? You'd think the people we hired to straighten up the place would've considered lettting a little light in..."
Sherry rolled her eyes, amused by him. "I'm on it." she chirped. She pulled the curtains back and then returned to his side.
Jake smirked. "Thanks, now come on you two. Your rooms are just up ahead and then we can start touring some more."
The two blondes followed behind Jake, passing the fireplace but giving Sherry the opportunity to light it first.
They entered another hall but this one was much smaller. To the right, they passed up a wide hallway with an arch opening and then an incredibly large and splendid bathroom with green granite floors and counters, a marble bathtub fixed against the wall, red rugs and curtains.
Sherry became enraptured instantly – stopping to gawk indignantly at the bathroom; she fell behind her boyfriend and his little brother - Jake had already entered the next room but upon noticing her absence he returned to shake his head at her weird habit.
She's always staring at bathrooms... He thought to himself, slightly amused and a little confused.
"Jeez Sherry what's with you and bathrooms?" Jake asked her with a raised brow.
Sherry blushed and shrugged before joining him and Marlowe in the next room.
Jake flicked on the light and a miniature chandelier came to life on the high ceiling above. Sherry looked around and noticed this was to be Marlowe's room. There was a twin sized bed beside two tall windows, a lamp on the nightstand between the two. The bed itself had little race cars for bed sheets and Sherry found it cute. A blue plush rug was on the floor and in the left corner was twin doors that provided access to a closet.
To the right was a narrow staircase leading to an upper area; Sherry assumed it was a playroom for him but she couldn't tell with the room concealed by dark curtains.
Jake sat Marlowe's bags down on the carpet. "Alright then, Mar this is your room."
"Yay!" Marlowe shouted, running over to his bed and jumping onto it.
"The baby doesn't get a fireplace?" Sherry asked quietly, tilting her head in his direction.
Jake shook his head. "Oh no - safety reasons of course." Sherry nodded her head. "Besides, he doesn't need it. This room gets warm quicker than any of the others - well, next to mom's room that is."
"Why?" she asked.
"You really want me to go into a long explanation on central heating?" Sherry giggled and Jake huffed. "Didn't think so, come on let's climb these stairs."
"Mar, are you coming?" she walked over to his bed and poked him a bit. He fanned her away and buried his face in the pillow. "Come on, let's go explore some more." she tried again and he shook his head and rolled over onto his back.
"I'm sleepy, Nanny Bear." he replied with his voice muffled by the pillow.
"I don't want to leave you alone here." Sherry said.
"Let him rest for a while." Jake said. "Come on, I'll show you to your room, we'll finish lighting fireplaces and then we all can get out of these layers. Hopefully by then dad cuts the heat on."
"I thought you were doing it?" Sherry questioned following him as he started up the stairs.
"It's downstairs where he is so he should think about it."
They reached the top of the staircase and there was a small standing area in front of a glass wall concealing a room inside with burgundy curtains. Jake slid the door open and pushed the through the curtains to allow Sherry to enter first.
"Hope you like your room." he said with a smile, she narrowed her eyes curiously and then stepped inside to take in the view.
"Th-This is my room?" she asked incredulously, her watery eyes dancing everywhere in the vicinity.
"Yep." Jake chirped, placing her bags on the floor.
Sherry was completely without words as she peered about her new room. It held the same wooden walls and floor designs as the other rooms but her room was much bigger than the last one she had. She had a queen-sized bed against the right wall, it was covered with sheets of burgundy, red and white. Opposite her bed was her very own fireplace enveloped in a stone fixture with a large flat screen TV a foot above it.
She moved past it all and studied the drapes in front of what she figured was a window. She pulled them away to find no windows - but a door to the outside deck! The pretty blonde almost squealed when she saw all the snow covered trees and her view of the backyard. She had no idea the frozen water stretched all the way to the back of the house!
"Beautiful..." she whispered.
"Did you check inside those other two doors?" Jake asked her.
She blinked and opened the one to her right to see an extravagant walk-in closet. Her jaw dropped as she stepped inside and looked around - it was already full of clothes, shoes and coats. "Whose things are these?"
Jake chuckled; he was dying to tell her this. "They're yours, Supergirl." she spun around wearing an expression of sheer astonishment. "Yeah, that evil chick really likes you – maybe too much."
"Ms. Excella did this?!" she shouted in disbelief, and then whirled around to shuffle through the clothing while Jake laughed at her surprise. Wow, all of these are my size... Ms. Excella really does like to buy me things... she thought with a slight pout. "Where would I even wear these things? I'm not much of a party-goer..."
"I'm sure you noticed how big this place is." Jake started, coming up behind her to wrap his arms around her middle. "V.M is where my dad has most of his parties and get-togethers. You're gonna see a lot of guests come around here once December arrives. At my damn expense..." he grumbled that last part.
Sherry began to feel hot. She wasn't sure if it was because of her many layers, the possibility that Jake's father had finally turned the heat on, or because of the excitement Jake brought her by just being close to her. "I-Is it hot in here or it's just me...?" she asked meekly.
"Feels hot to me too, dad must've finally turned the heat on." Jake said clueless to her frustration, he buried his nose into her sweet smelling hair. Sherry thought she had it bad but she had no idea just how powerful of an effect she had on him. "We better finish lighting the fires so we can get these layers off - but first... there's one more door you should open." he smirked handsomely at her when they split apart.
Sherry barely had a moment to ask what he meant before he ushered her from the closet and into the room across from it. The moment her eyes noticed the red wood cabinets, the marble bathtub, sinks, shower and peach ceramic tiles - she squealed and spun around to wrap her arms around her boyfriend.
"You got me my own bathroom!"
"Yep, this way you can be weird in private!"
The first week in V.M, the family [and Sherry] spent their time getting adjusted to their new home. Sherry and Stephanie banded together to come up with ways to keep the large home tidy, both agreeing that everyone would have to pitch in or they would have to hire some helpers. Jake and Marlowe were very helpful - Wesker on the other hand was always busy.
Eventually by the end of the week they had established a cleaning regimen they were comfortable with. The house just had so many rooms that the two women would work floor to floor each day. The women even came up with an every other night agreement to take turns making dinner.
Growing accustomed to the house was no big deal anymore - the weather on the other hand was crazy.
There had been two great blizzards over the week and the climate was steadily dropping. Jake dreaded to inform the women that they were looking at temperatures at or near -4ºC [25ºF] for the rest of the week.
Everyone stayed indoors, dressed in sweaters but enjoying the warmth of the home.
Sherry, Marlowe and Jake were still having a good time despite the weather because this new place had many means of entertainment. There was a game room in the basement, a home theater an even more epic bar than the one at the house in London, another home gym [which Jake pushed Sherry to use immediately], numerous areas to lounge and enjoy themselves.
As for the extras – they were a pleasant surprise.
There was a separate branch to the house that was accessed via an indoor walkway attached the second floor deck. Jake essentially maintained that part of the house so he could give his parents privacy. Originally it was the guest house but Jake changed his mind about it and turned it into a spot where he could enjoy himself.
His bedroom was located there on the second floor [which brought easy access to and from Sherry's room to his own] and he had a lot to offer for fun after his renovations we completed earlier that year.
There was an indoor bowling alley on the first floor along with a tennis and basketball court. In the basement he had a home laser tag, paint ball and a kickass game room. He was even nice enough to create a fun room for Marlowe on the first floor; complete with arcade games, a banana ride, bumper cars [that the two adults childishly enjoyed alongside the child], a bouncy house, slides, and tons of other stuff.
More good news was that Stephanie appeared to be miraculously healthier than before – Jake and Sherry both figured it was because of Sherry's abilities and they weren't complaining at all. The genteel and reserved woman spent most of her time reading in any one of the abundant quiet rooms, or knitting clothes in the sewing room.
Sometimes she would allow Wesker to talk her into joining him in his office - the few times she did oblige him, she merely sat quietly reading beside him or cleaned his office while he talked on the phone about business related stuff.
Everything was going well for the time being.
"Jake, what happened to the nurse you were going to have look after Mrs. Stephanie?" Sherry asked walking beside him as they made their way towards the basement bar.
It was late [21:00 / 9:00 pm ] and after three hours straight of playing Ping-Pong with Marlowe in the branch house, the pair were relieved that he had finally tired out and they returned to the main house to him to bed. Of course they had fun together but it had been a long day of cleaning and playing - Jake wanted to drink unresponsively [not like he could get drunk] and Sherry just wanted the alone time with him more than anything.
"Alexia? She's coming but she stays pretty damn far away from here. I'm talking past the equator." he replied as they passed through the first floor luxury kitchen. It was the largest kitchen in the main house and was used when serving guests while the others were for the family.
"Where?"
"Rockfort Island." Jake answered, taking her hand once they reached the bottom of the steps. They made a right and came behind the counter to the cabinets full of glass bottles.
Jake pulled a bottle of vodka from its spot and read the label. "I never heard of Rockfort Island," Sherry stated wrapping her arms around his middle; her hands caressed his hard abs through his sweater and her cheeks reddened. "Have you been there?"
The tall, hot-bloodied redhead fought the urge to pin her against the wall and rip off her sweater and jeans. It had been a while since he was intimate with her - nearly two whole weeks! Everyone was so busy and active lately they had no time to spend with each other - except with Marlowe and while Jake loved his younger brother with everything he had, he wanted some time alone with his dream girl.
Sometimes he was even a little jealous of the kid. Marlowe shared a room with her, slept in the bed with her often, hugged her whenever he pleased and Sherry just babied him like a loving mother... Okay, so Jake was more than a little jealous. He wished he could be babied by her.
Jake wanted her to be tender to him too. He longed for her body to be next to him in bed again, to hold her all night and kiss her until her mind was blown into another world. He wanted to bury his head in her breasts and suckle them like a hungry infant, to snuggle against her supple body and run his tongue all over her creamy skin like he had done before.
He felt his pants tighten and he grinned. Maybe I could have her to myself now. We're all alone - I could break out some drinks, loosen her up and taste her again. Heh, it is what she wants after all.
Her thoughts were screaming at him as she slid her hands under his sweater and fingered the cuts on his abs. She wanted some attention but she was being shy again. He could hear her doubting herself and getting nervous - he had to act fast or she might change her mind.
"I've been to Rockfort," he replied finally. "But let's talk about that another time. Wanna have some drinks with me, sweet girl?" he ran his fingers through her soft, short blonde hair. "Let's drink a bit and... sit in my room for a while... Sound good?"
Sherry was internally doing backflips. She wasn't a fool, she knew Jake was implying his wanton desires for her and she wanted nothing more than to give herself to him as much as it pleased him. She knew he could read her thoughts and didn't care, they were alone now - if she wanted him she'd better start being assertive with her needs and tell him. She knew Jake would take care of her, he promised he would and he cared enough for her that he would fulfill that promise.
"Sounds fantastic." she said coyly, planting a kiss on his chin. "I... I missed us being this close."
Jake hummed and a dazzling smirk crept onto his face. "Let's go to my room and get even closer, naughty girl." he loved calling her that. Her cheeks would attain a lovely pink blush, her eyes would sparkle, and she had a habit of just melting in front of him. He knew she could be a naughty girl, she had it in her but she was shy.
He wanted her to submit entirely to him - that way he could rid himself of the wet dreams he had involving her giving him permission to please her all night, him giving her all the control and she would sweetly tell him how much she loved his affectionate ways of dominating her.
Yes, Jake liked being the top dog - this was something from his childhood and there was something about Sherry that made him yearn to take care of her, to be her master. He wasn't a crazy man [not anymore] trying to control her, he would give and do anything for her to keep her happy. All he wanted in return was for her to submit to him and belong to him - to have that connection without either of them having to say a word. He wanted to be in charge, he liked things that way.
He knew from her thoughts, actions and words that she enjoyed the idea of belonging to him. She liked to feel wanted and appreciated, like she was actually doing well with herself - and she was, so Jake decided to be the man in her life that would help her see her worth every day.
Jake grabbed a bottle of sparkling wine and wrapped an arm around Sherry's small waist as they headed upstairs towards his room. Sherry hadn't been to his room yet [Jake said it was a surprise…] so she was elated for two reasons. The first was that she would see it finally, the second was that she planned to shower him with affection and hopefully get the same in return.
Jake led the way, Sherry followed him with an anxious smile. They came to the front room and both were surprised to see Stephanie sitting out there alone. She had a soft wool blanket around her and a cup of warm coffee in her hands. Her smoky hazel eyes were firmly locked on the fireplace. Jake quickly handed the bottle of wine behind his back to Sherry to hide it.
"Mom? Is everything alright?" Jake asked coming up to sit with her. Sherry stood beside him, her delicate features etched with concern.
Stephanie snapped from her trance and nodded quickly. "I'm fine, just trying to keep my mind off of things." she answered with a sweet smile.
"Yeah, you never did like the snowstorms around here." Jake humored. "But really, if you need anything just let me know. Alexia's going to be late getting here because she –"
"Jake, she doesn't need to come." she interrupted, stunning the lovers with the slight edge her tone carried. "Listen, I know you're concerned for me but I am feeling quite alright. Please, I don't need anyone watching me – I am enjoying the peace and quiet our family is having. We're all here together and other than Sherry, I'd rather we just keep family here and no one else, especially not any new women."
To say they were taken aback would be an understatement. Sherry remained quiet, she understood what Stephanie was saying but it still struck her as strange. She couldn't decipher whether the woman was just hungry for the much needed family time or if she was unaccepting of a new woman in the home.
Like she was towards me at first… Sherry thought to herself.
Jake's thoughts were of a different sort. He knew his mother was distrustful of other women because of how funny his father could be with them. Sometimes it seemed like he was ignoring her for other women – but at the end of the day, he tried to get his mom to understand like he did now; his father wasn't being unfaithful, he was just odd.
Looking at his mother, he was reminded of when she was sick and in bed not too long ago. At one time, his father's detachment to her made him bitter with rage… no matter how much his mom assured him Wesker had his reasons, Jake wouldn't listen. But now he could understand his father's behavior...
He couldn't handle seeing the woman he loves ill. It would shatter his mask of indifference.
She was his father's only weakness and he couldn't afford that…
"So long as the corrupt are present in this world, you must make sacrifices to protect the ones you love - even if it means forsaking your own humanity to keep them happy..."
No matter how hard Jake tried to forget those words, they still haunted him.
Ever since he'd spoken with his father the day after he and everyone else raided the hospital in London, he started to see him in a new light. His father was complicated, cold and secretive but Jake was starting to understand the reasoning behind his father's withdrawal.
He was isolating himself to shield them all from the truth of his inner turmoil.
It bothered Jake to this very day that his father withstood so much of his anger and accusations all these years and didn't take it to heart. He took the heat from his loved ones to keep them safe…
Jake felt guilty that it took him so long to realize that about his father.
Even worse, the more Jake thought about it, the more he discerned that he and Wesker were more similar than he originally thought…
It scared him.
What if I end up that way? What if I become a hard-ass who loses his humanity because I think it will protect my loved ones?
Like his father, Jake had seen a lot, survived a lot and knew more than he wanted to about the harshness of the world. He was internally terrified of the possibility he could very well take the same route that his father did to shelter the ones he cared for.
At one time he did keep secrets from Marlowe, his mom and sometime later, he was the same way with Sherry. He was distant, desperate to keep them all away from his life as a hellhound...
But Sherry saved him from that life of solitude and gave him the reality check he needed to make a change for himself and everyone in his life…
He balled his fists and sent a resolved look towards his mother despite the conflict within him. He would never be able to live with himself if he made Sherry feel the way his mother did. I'm not my father… I am NOT my father!
"Mom, I know you would like things that way but I have to make sure you'll be alright." he placed a hand on her shoulder. "Alexia's a complicated gal but she's one hell of a professional – trust me, she puts business above all else."
Sherry noticed Stephanie twitch a little at the mention of the woman's name. Hm… why is she doing that? Does she hate this woman already – before even meeting her?
"Jake, please – I'm fine, as long as I keep my anxiety levels steady, there's nothing to worry about." she smiled, a forced one and Sherry observed this with a discreet skeptical semblance. "Finland has always put me at ease and you know this. It's the perfect place for me to read, knit, weave and take photos – that always gives me comfort. The serenity of this country brings me so much calm… I'll be fine, sweetheart – go tend to Sherry."
Sherry squeaked, her cheeks reddened dramatically while Jake chuckled. "I'm guessing dad told you about the plan?" the mood in the room was dramatically lightened then.
She nodded. "I mean, I already knew the two of you had something but I'm overjoyed that he doesn't mind." she whispered with a giggle. "I also saw the bottle of sparkling wine behind Sherry – not very good at hiding things now are you dear?"
The two redheads laughed as Sherry covered her face with her hands.
Jake's features hardened once more towards his mother. "Alright mom, I'll leave you alone for now but promise me if you need the help you'll let me know."
"I promise."
Instead of going to Jake's room, the two wound up on the second floor of the main house in the casual bar room. It was down in the hallway past the granite bathroom Sherry ogled when they first arrived. This bar was much smaller than the basement one as well as the one on the first floor [there were many bars in the house…], but the room was cozy and had a key lock.
The room itself was very small compared to the others, its length equal to the width. There were three couches in front of the windows [they were drawn closed with sheer white drapes], a lengthy loveseat and two armchairs; they had wooden frames with cushions and pillows that matched the window curtains. The couches arched around a wood and glass coffee table.
The bar was on the immediate right of the door, taking up the corner there – bottles of all sorts were lined inside the glass cabinets and there was a small French door refrigerator behind the glass countertop.
Jake locked the door behind them and Sherry plopped down onto the loveseat after Jake flicked on the table lamp. "Why can't we go to my room?" he asked with a playful sulk to his sharp features. He moved behind the counter to pour them both a drink.
Sherry sent him a small smile. "Jake… does your mom dislike other girls so bad she's refusing treatment because of it?" her pretty face was troubled. "I'm asking because she wasn't very accepting of me when we first met."
He raised a brow. "Oh great, we're gonna put waste our alone time worrying about my stubborn mom." he rolled his eyes. "Come on, Supergirl – I don't wanna talk about that right now… Mom just has her moments when she's jealous – it's normal!" he smirked.
"But really, she's always eased up when we come to V.M because of her hobbies. She's a nervous type of person but this place calms her. Don't worry so much – if she's refusing treatment it's because she's feeling better." he came to sit beside her, offering her a small glass of sparkling wine. "Besides, your influence most likely has a lot to do with it anyway. The two of you sat side by side the whole plane ride – she's gotta be completely regenerated."
Sherry sighed. "If you say so…" Jake downed his wine in one go, Sherry sipped hers slowly; savoring the taste until her glass was empty.
Jake grinned and pushed her back gently to relax on the couch. "Good, now… can I kiss you, baby girl?" he purred against her soft pink lips.
"Yes." she whispered.
His arms wrapped around her petite body and he kissed her tenderly. It was sweet and chaste at first but eventually things heated up and his tongue invaded her mouth to caress hers. Sherry moaned faintly as Jake climbed on top of her petite body, she spread her legs to let him lay between them.
Jake tasted her thoroughly and groaned deep within his throat, her curvy body was giving him a thrill he just couldn't handle. His lips left hers so he could kiss all over her neck and collar bone.
Sherry slid her hands under his clothing to run her hands all over his deliciously ripped torso. She'd rather use her tongue but she'd be patient for the time being. She sighed blissfully when he mimicked her actions put instead he removed her sweater entirely. She bit her lip as he buried his face into her bosom, she felt him unhook her bra in the back, and a second later the offensive barrier was on the floor.
His mouth watered and he began to suck her pink nipples immediately, drooling on them. Sherry cooed and purred sweetly, enjoying his skilled tongue and mouth work over her sensitive buds. "Mhmm, Jake…" she whimpered, feeling tingly all over – a familiar heat pooling between her legs.
Jake hummed, he loved the sound of her saying his name. His member stiffened and began to beg for freedom from its confinement in his boxers. He chuckled and squeezed her soft mounds together to run his tongue over both nipples at once.
Sherry groaned aloud, growing frustrated with his teasing. She wanted some more, she wanted to take off everything and let him make love to her.
Her lover heard her thoughts and stopped himself immediately. Sherry was shocked to see him sit up so suddenly. She gave him a look of sheer bewilderment, his features however were demure.
"Jake? W-What's wrong? Why did you stop, baby?" she asked breathlessly. She was frustrated and hungry for attention…
"I refuse to take your virginity in here." he stated firmly. He meant this – he felt too strongly for Sherry to make love to her in a bar. He'd prefer they be in his room – on his bed surrounded by candles. "I ain't gonna make love to a girl as wonderful as you on a couch – maybe another time for kinks but definitely not when it comes to something as serious as our first time."
Sherry blushed, feeling tears swell in her watery eyes. "Jake that's so sweet…"
He smirked and leaned in to kiss her sweet lips once more. "If you want me to finish pleasing you I will, but I ain't taking you that far in here." he winked, sending her a sexy smirk. He had special plans for their first time, but she would have to wait and see.
She pinched at her own nipples in response to his words. He growled in his throat as he studied her, her cheeks were rosy and pretty, her pink lips were swollen from his kisses and her hair was messy on her head.
She was so beautiful to him - like an otherworldly entity sent to earth just for him.
Jake's hand latched onto her jeans and slid them off of her, and then he pulled down her girly panties to gaze her pretty pink nether lips. He licked his lips upon noticing how wet and delicious she looked down there. His hands locked firmly onto her hips, he slid her body down until she was flat on the couch and her head wasn't on the armrest; her comfort was very important to him. He kissed her inner thighs lovingly, running his hands up and down her creamy legs.
"You're so sweet, baby girl." he whispered to her, he was satisfied when she sighed dreamily. "Pretty girl – you're such a pretty, pretty girl." He chuckled almost darkly when she whimpered. "I'll take care of you, I promise."
Sherry almost screamed when his mouth devoured her fleshy nether region, tasting her, teasing her delicate clit and sucking on her wet folds. Her body felt warm and she couldn't stop sighing. She felt nothing but admiration for the man who cared so passionately for her. She wanted to express the words her heart ached to reveal.
Jake felt proud, in charge – like a sovereign to this beautiful nymph at his mercy. He would see to it she had nothing to worry about – ever. As long as she was his, he would care for her and spoil her if she would let him. He was grateful to her for everything she did for him, her beautiful body and soul being his was an honor and he intended to treasure her forever.
Helena was stretched out on the sofa, remote in hand as she stared disinterestedly at the TV. She'd been watching a marathon of a show involving zombies – it was called The Walking Dead and she liked it but after watching it for so long she was tired of staring at the TV…
She sighed and clicked the device off and then stretched out her arms with a yawn. "Pudding – where the hell are you?" she groaned aloud as she twisted to place her feet on the floor, she stood and made a stride towards the kitchen to grab a water bottle from the fridge.
Her lover had been out for a little longer than he originally informed. How long could it take to get the mail? She would have gone with him but he assured he would be fine.
If he doesn't get here in the next five minutes, I'm going to –
The door opened suddenly, Piers entered with slight distress marring his handsome features; he was stiff as board, his hands behind his back – he looked as if someone had a gun to his back. His chocolate haired girlfriend was about to demand an answer for this but an olive skinned beauty emerged, pushing Piers further into the house and shutting the door behind them.
"Sheva? What are you doing here?" Helena asked raising a brow.
Sheva smiled, sending her a friendly wave. "Hi Helena! I'm not sure if Piers told you but he agreed to look after me today!"
Confusion etched the woman's face. "Look after you? Why?" she glanced back and forth between the nervous and fidgety Piers to the smiling Sheva.
"Piers! You didn't tell her?"
Piers ran a hand through his brown hair with a sheepish grin. "I meant to tell you yesterday sweetheart but it slipped my mind when we went to clean out your old place…"
Helena glared at him. The two of them spent a good three hours cleaning her former home – he had the rest of that whole day to let her know they wouldn't be alone! "Piers…" she growled.
Piers shivered before letting out a light chuckle. "Sorry! You see, Steve called me right before we went! He has a meeting to go to today and Carlos has to go with him."
"What does that have to do with you Sheva?" she asked with a bored tone.
The cat-eyed girl giggled. "I forgot you didn't know… I'm pregnant, Helena – with Carlos' baby."
Her jaw dropped. "Pregnant?! Whoa… so um, we have to look after you?"
Sheva nodded with a grin. "Yep! Until they come back!" she waltz over to the couch and flopped down, stretching out comfortably. "Don't mind me, I'll just relax here and watch some TV since the couch is already warm!"
Helena was speechless, Piers cleared his throat to interrupt the awkward silence that threatened to emerge. "Um, how about I get you something to drink, Sheva? Maybe some water or juice?" he smiled.
"Sounds' great, thanks." she chimed, placing her hands on her stomach. "I'm hardly showing at all and yet I puke almost every other hour…" she sighed. "I could use a trash bin while you're at it."
"Will do." Helena grabbed Piers' hand and tugged him into the kitchen. When they were away from the room, she shot her lover a hard stare. "I thought you and I were supposed to do something else? You know – something we've never gotten the chance to?"
Piers blanched, cursing his life because once again he missed his opportunity to be with his girl… "I know Honey and I'm really sorry about that – but she's pregnant and it couldn't hurt to help her out."
"I have no problems helping her at all, I'm just upset that you had me expecting something and now it will have to wait." she pouted with a blank expression, folding her arms over her buxom chest. Piers couldn't help but think that she came off as too controlled – almost like a humanoid who hadn't mastered human expressions yet.
Piers wrapped his arms around her. "Tonight Honey – I promise. For now let's just help her settle in and get comfortable."
Helena let out a light huff and then nodded. "Alright, I'll get her something she can … barf in. You get her something to drink."
He chuckled, kissing her forehead. "That's my girl, come on."
Bletch!
The sound was so loud it caught the two off guard completely. Followed by a fit of coughing, they realized the noise came from Sheva.
Piers' sulked dramatically. "That was on the rug wasn't it…"
Helena peeked out from around the corner. She saw Sheva leaning off the couch, a pool of vomit all over the floor and carpet while she wore a face of penitence. "Yep." she turned in time to see him smack his own forehead. She grinned. "On second thought, I'll bring her some water and check on her. You get a mop."
Sherry and Marlowe were beyond excited to learn they were finally about to experience the fun activities that Finland had to offer!
Jake had woke the two up earlier that morning and commanded them to get dressed in warm, comfy layers and be prepared to go outdoors for the day. They complied without question and after Sherry successfully completed the morning routine for herself and Marlowe, they met Jake downstairs in the front room.
When they arrived they were met with two new faces present with Jake.
A male and female; the male wasn't very tall – 173-175 cm [about 5"8 – 5"9] maximum with a lean physic, shockingly red hair and narrow features. The woman was maybe an inch shorter and incredibly shapely. She had bright blonde hair that hid her eyes from the world and thick, full lips. They were both dressed warmly for the chill of the outdoors to come.
"It's about time you two made it." Jake greeted them with a smile and beckoned the two strangers to come closer to them. "I'd like you two to meet my uncle Raymond and my aunt Rachael; Uncle, Rachael – this is my little bro Marlowe and my girlfriend, Sherry."
Sherry blushed red; she still wasn't used to being called that aloud – she forgot that she didn't have to keep her connection to him a secret anymore. It felt incredible to hear him call her that without hesitation – she felt special.
She extended her hand to them both with a bright smile. "N-Nice to meet you both!" she said in a melodic tone.
Raymond accepted her hand with a slight smile and Sherry could see the resemblance between him and Jake's mother – he simply had to be her brother, it was all in their eyes. "It's nice to meet you, Sherry."
"Hi!" Mar greeted Rachael cutely. She squealed and hugged him tight against her body, Jake almost panicked when his brother squirmed viciously to get away from the blonde – luckily she released him and uttered an apology.
Marlowe didn't seem to be eased by her words, vying to stay with his brother; he practically begged the tall super human to hold him and save him from the overly affectionate female. Jake obliged him, a ghost of a smirk on his handsome face.
Sherry giggled sheepishly at Marlowe's behavior but held out her hand to the other blonde with a smile. "It's nice to meet you too, Mrs. Rachael."
"Vester." Raymond affirmed with a solemn countenance. Now Sherry began to wonder was he a part of the Wesker family with his stoic persona.
"Mrs. Vester." she corrected after the confirmation from Raymond. She was shocked when Rachael leaped at her, enveloping her in a warm, friendly hug. "It's nice to meet you too, little Sherry! You're the first girl I've ever heard Jake speak so fondly of!"
Jake groaned, his cheeks tinting from embarrassment. "Jeez auntie, do you always have to be so –"
"Cute?" Raymond intercepted with a smirk. "Yes, yes she does."
Jake rolled his cerulean eyes; his aunt was always perky and excitable. She was childish, clumsy and unpretentious with an unbearable clinginess to his uncle that he thought was annoying when he was younger. Then again, her clinginess wasn't unfounded – she was very accident prone, always showing up injured whenever she got lost or they left her alone.
Eventually he realized Raymond didn't mind her tenacity – he often observed his uncle looking for her to make sure she was by his side all the time to make sure bad things didn't happen to her. He seemed to like having a girl attached to him by the hip and he defended her whenever Jake tried to insult her.
Despite Rachael's short comings, Jake really liked her. She was fun and adventurous with a love for outdoors like himself – the two got along very well when Jake wasn't irritable and she wasn't have a 'Rachael day'.
Still, he couldn't understand how a tight-wad like Raymond managed to click with this girl for over five years now...
Marlowe waved to the red haired male shyly and he nodded in response.
Jake turned to Sherry who'd finally escaped his aggressive aunt. "Sherry, Raymond is my mom's younger half-brother, he lives in France but he spends a lot of time here. He and Rachael have been my tour guides and caretakers to a degree for the last five years – technically since their marriage began." The two chuckled at him, Jake smiled. "They always made things interesting for me, so every year I come here I make sure they're gonna be here too."
Rachael grinned. "Every year he calls to let us know he's setting out – we always meet him so he can have a fun Christmas. Hopefully we can give you two a fun one as well!" Raymond agreed with her.
Sherry was elated, she'd only experienced the joys of Christmas with Claire and Leon – she loved every moment she'd spent with them but it was exciting to think that she would see what Jake had all these years during his holidays. She couldn't wait to experience the jolly season with Marlowe, Jake and the family.
"I never celebrated Christmas…" Marlowe stated sadly.
The room became silent.
Sherry walked over and held out her hands to take the child from Jake. Marlowe went willingly to her and she hugged him tightly, kissing his forehead. "Well – you will this year sweetheart." she said sweetly. "I promise – your first Christmas will be amazing!"
Marlowe smiled. "I believe you, just promise there won't be any Grinch's like the one from the Grinch Who Stole Christmas."
"W-What's that?" she asked timidly. Sometimes her lack of a childhood made her feel like a caveman who knew nothing about everything…
"It's a movie that Jake showed to me before you came along, Nanny Bear. It was creepy because the Grinch was evil and was ruining Christmas for everyone!"
"Is that the scary part?" Raymond wondered aloud with an elevated brow.
Marlowe shook his head and looked at them all with big blue eyes. "He was fuzzy and green with an evil smile! He was ugly!"
Everyone laughed at his statement.
Jake smirked, he loved that Sherry was so good with making his brother cheer up. She would make an excellent wife. Whoa… taking things slow here – remember that.
"Okay then everyone – no sad faces!" Rachael said cheerfully. "You're all gonna celebrate Christmas this year that's for sure!"
Marlowe cheered loudly earning a laugh from Sherry. Raymond stepped forward with a lazy smirk. "In the meantime, let's get the day started."
The group of five was having a blast. They all piled inside a luxury minivan, Raymond was the driver with Rachael in shotgun; Jake, Marlowe and Sherry sat in the back feeling comfortable and ecstatic as they traveled city to city, seeing sights and taking pictures.
They got an opportunity to ride in snowmobiles when they found a cabin offering rentals for them. They rented two, one for Jake, Sherry and Marlowe while Raymond rode with Rachael. Jake strapped Marlowe to his front by use of a special belt, much to the little guy's misery – he begged to be strapped to Sherry but she had to hold onto Jake, thus that wasn't going to work well.
The girls and Marlowe were shouting with glee as they zipped through snowy fields and forests. Sherry held on tightly to Jake, screaming and cheering when they would speed up but when they slowed she would snap photo's while grasping him with one arm. They circled an area where they could see the bright lights from a city nearby and stopped a few times so Sherry could take pictures of it and send them to Claire and Leon.
After they rode for what seemed like hours, they returned the snowmobiles and retreated back to the minivan where they ate snacks, chatted and planned their next move.
"Let's go see the husky dogs!" Marlowe suggested with bright eyes.
Sherry grinned at Jake and the others. "I like his idea, huskies are so cute!" she almost squealed. Rachael joined her, offering a high-five and the girls giggled together talking about fluffy dogs and fuzzy things.
"Sounds good to me." Jake added glancing at his uncle.
Raymond gave a small smile and started the van. Jake took Rachael's spot to allow the girl's some time to talk with Marlowe, he would chat with his uncle for the moment. "So, you two still aren't thinking about kids?"
His uncle hummed but kept his focus on the road. "We travel so much it would be hard to just accept a life of settling down. We both like sight-seeing and exploring, a child might impede that."
"I see." said Jake, leaning his head back on the leather cushion of his seat.
"El wants a child but I don't want to put her through the harsh reality that she'll have to mature FAR beyond where she is now…"
"But if she wants a kid I'm sure she knows that." Jake huffed. "Did you just call her 'El'"?
Raymond smirked. "What? Is it that bad? She is my wife after all, a pet name can't hurt."
"I guess."
"So, what about you and the little miss? Are you two serious or no?"
Jake smiled a little. "She's my everything."
"How do the two of you manage taking care of the little one while trying to form a relationship?" he asked suddenly, catching Jake off guard. "I mean, I'm 10 years your senior and you seem to handle dealing with a child and having fun at the same time. I'm asking because if El and I do settle down… I'm curious about what our life might be like…"
Jake shrugged, he hadn't really thought too much about it but now that Raymond brought it up, it did seem like he and Sherry were like a married couple with a kid. He wasn't sure he liked that too much – he was young and they hadn't even experienced much together yet they were raising a child his parents should be…
It shouldn't bother me. I've been raising the kid for a while now… but now that I think about it… things would be so much easier if it were just Sherry and I. We could do so much – we could go anywhere we wanted. I never realized just how much is put off to take care of Marlowe…
He felt like he hadn't had a chance enjoy the early courtship to the fullest. It was as if they jumped straight into marriage – the kid would come first, the relationship second.
But damn it he wanted to work on their relationship. He wanted Sherry to himself for now – once things got serious then he would worry about sharing her with a child, but that would have to come later.
Maybe uncle's right to hesitate. A child impedes everything if you aren't ready for it…
He glanced behind his seat to see if Sherry was still occupied, and she was – she and Rachael were facing the TV in the back of the van, watching some cartoon with Marlowe while they chatted girlishly over something of the trivial sort. He didn't want her to hear what he had to say but damn, he needed to vent for once.
"I'm not gonna lie, Sherry wasn't always my girlfriend, she was hired by my dad to look after Mar a few months after mom got sick. Sherry's loyalty was to him from square one… that said, Mar is always her top priority mine too but the circumstances are different."
"I used to care for Marlowe all the time but I got wrapped into doing what I wanted to do and as a result he felt neglected. Eventually she was hired and she picked up where I left off – making the kid so happy while I just took that as a means that I had more free time. She and I were nothing to each other in the beginning… but something happened that changed that…"
Images of Sherry from the first time he met her and everything they'd endured together since then surfaced in his conscious. He recalled her glowing in the dimly lit warehouse during his fight – that was the first time he noticed her glimmer in the dark. He recalled how he excused himself from everyone else when she left just to chase her down and confirm to himself that she actually was like a brilliant gem among dirt.
He remembered how long he watched her from the top of the building – that way he could remain hidden from her sight. He saw her glistening in the dark as she spoke with Claire, he could smell her distress from his position in the shadows – he'd never felt so drawn to a girl before.
He recollected how her voice was like a gentle song as she spoke to that drunken dog and how badly he wanted to beat that fool to death for even speaking to her. She was an otherworldly being and he could feel that about her.
Jake thought of the moment when he surfaced before her; she was vulnerable, scared and she had every right to be. Before he touched her face and felt himself calming… he was angry – bitterly so. At that time, Jake wasn't the type to deal with his problems; instead of comfort her and tell her he wasn't upset at her presence – he wanted to lash out, anything to fight those feelings emerging within him…
That moment when his skin touched hers, she looked at him with eyes full of emotions… He heard her thoughts and they scared him – she felt drawn to him like he was to her. He wanted to hate her and get away, he'd long abandoned the idea of being with anyone romantically but she was different.
He wanted to fight against the sensations within him but he knew what he had to do.
He had to keep her safe.
And he did. When she and Sheva ran from the police, Jake followed them but kept himself concealed. He heard the crash from inside the building the two women went into, he knew he had to distract the dogs to keep them at bay for them to escape. Luckily his ploy worked and they got away.
Once he found her, he made sure to let her know she was too good for his lifestyle. She didn't understand him then, but he figured with time she would leave him alone. But she didn't… she stuck beside him and made him want to change himself for the better.
She was his wake-up call that he was supposed to be a better man and he wanted to be that to keep her safe.
It was because of her that he realized the error of his ways with Marlowe. He always loved the boy but he was afraid to put him in danger with his criminal ways and also because he was selfish.
Jake realized he was a coward before Sherry came into his life.
He discerned he was a selfish man too. He'd been living his life without care for others out of bitter anger with his father…
It was because of Sherry that he wanted to protect his loved ones. He was willing to give up his life of crime and ignorance to keep her, Marlowe and his mother safe from harm. He wanted to go out of his way for all of them, to see them smile and be happy.
He thought of the trust she'd placed in him, how she looked to him as her partner yet was willing to listen to him and placed her life and safety in his hands. She thought of him as a knight in dark clothing but still trusted him – he had no plans on disappointing her.
Before Sherry came to his life, he was a boy, now he had grown into himself – now he was a man.
He looked to his uncle with eyes of contentment. "You know… at first I was going to bitch and moan about how hard it is to deal with the kid and Sherry… but now that I think about it, it's not a problem at all." he chuckled with a genuine smile. "Sherry made me into the man I am today with her will power and geniality. I know she wants me but she also wants to keep Marlowe happy and I understand that because if it weren't for him she wouldn't even be here… and I wouldn't be either."
Jake smirked. "I owe her everything and I'll do whatever I can to keep her happy and my little brother because I owe him for finding her. Marlowe hasn't driven a wedge between us at all – in fact he's brought us closer."
Raymond smiled. "Sounds like the two of you could go a very long way." Jake let out an amused huff. "I'm serious, Jake – from the sound of things, it sounds like you love her." Jake stiffened, shooting his uncle a dark glare. Raymond wasn't fazed. "Jake, I see the way you look at her – I see how she looks at you too. She's as devoted to you as El is towards me. I've only been around you two for a few hours and I see her act so tender when it comes to you. She adores you – why can't you tell her you feel the same?"
Jake couldn't answer that question. I know damn well she loves me, she's always screaming in her mind but… He glanced back at Sherry and she turned to look at him a moment later. She smiled, a pretty blush came to her cheeks as she stared at him, enamored. I can't keep this up… I know I love her – so why is it so hard to tell her?
Maybe… Maybe I could show her instead…
The group returned home after a long, long day of sleighing with huskies and attempts to ski [the only ones who did so successfully were of course Jake and to Sherry and Marlowe's surprise, Rachael was a pro too]. They all had a great time together; their excessive photos and tired bodies were evidence of it all. Marlowe had fallen asleep on the way home so Jake carried him into the house.
Raymond and Rachael volunteered to stop by again soon and go skiing once more and also try some ice skating, fishing and visit some ice hotels and igloos. Sherry suggested they try a sauna together too and they all agreed.
They said their goodbyes and departed for the night.
"What an incredible day!" Sherry said exhaustedly, she relished feeling the warmth of the house, she longed to get out of the many layers and settle herself into a pair of her many footie pajamas. She knew she had to change Marlowe as well so she fancied she'd dress him in the same attire.
"Hell yeah." Jake agreed with a sigh. "Let's get this little guy to bed."
Just as they made for the stairs, Wesker emerged from the formal dining room behind them. "Jake, Miss Birkin – may I have a word with you both?"
The two glanced at each other and gave him their full attention. "I am planning for another gathering; this one however will be a Christmas gathering."
Sherry was taken aback. Another party? Like the Halloween one? Wow – I wonder how this one will go? She grinned. "How can we help, sir?"
"The gathering will be a few days before Christmas because not many will attend if it's on the special day – everyone will desire to be home instead. That said, the gathering will take place in the next two weeks. Miss Birkin, snacks and drinks are of course your responsibility; my son, you will assist in the décor like you have for Halloween. I will disclose more information to the both of you in the next week. In the meantime, I advise the both of you to start preparations. Go gift shopping and anything else you can think of now so it will be out of the way next week."
With that he left, leaving the two alone.
"Last time your dad did this I found myself dressed as a sexy maid." Sherry said with a smile. "I'm expecting to be a sexy elf this time."
Jake smirked. "Nah, if I'm Santa you're definitely Mrs. Claus."
Sherry blushed. "I like the sound of that."
A/N: APOLOGIES FOR THE WAIT! I had to do some extra planning for the fic and therefore had to be careful with this update. I hope you guys/girls enjoyed it though! Sorry for lack of Piers and Helena in this chapter, I was only able to plug in a small part so you could get an idea of what they're up to.
Next chapter will be the Christmas chapter yay! I might stretch it into two chaps again like I did for Halloween but it all depends. Btw, a LEMON is in the midst – is everyone okay with that? It could be next chapter or the one following as I may split it in two.
SHOUTOUT to Lone Wolf Man who was a lucky and awesome enough to have been to Finland! *hugs* I'll be sure to plug in a more thorough skii trip for everyone in the future for you.
Btw, the town they are staying in was a name of an airport used in Resident Evil: Revelations XD I recognized the Finnish name and thought hey it could work!
Next chapter Jake and Sherry meet Jill, Jessica, Parker and Chris! [Sherry knows Chris but you know – surprise, surprise! Oh and Rebecca and Billy finally arrive next chap too!] So… what costume will the two wear?
I'm thinking the Mr. and Mrs. Claus but then again the Grinch Jake would be funny – topped off with a Sugarplum Fairy aka Sherry and Marlowe as Frosty the snowman… Gosh I would just about die of laughter to see a pic of that!
I don't know what I'll pick yet but here's a maybe spoiler… but which will I pick is the question! XD Read next chap and find out!
Options:
Jake – The Grinch, Abominable Snowman/Yeti, Jack Frost, Santa, or the Nutcracker.
Sherry – Rudolph, Elf, Mrs. Clause, or a Sugarplum Fairy.
Marlowe – Elf, Frosty the Snowman, little drummer boy, or the Gingerbread Man.
R&R and I'll see you guys/girls soon!
-Vio