Jupiter Ascending: You Are Not Alone

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Author Note: I am so sorry that this update is so late. Was planning on updating much sooner but got side tracked. Have had a lot of things going on lately and been a little stressed. Also been working on some original stories too. I hope that this chapter doesn't disappoint. It's not as long as I wanted it to be and the ending may seem a little strange. I just didn't know where else to end the chapter. All of that said, I hope that you like it. Thanks to those who have reviewed so far. Some of the reviews I have gotten have been quite flattering. So, would love to hear what you think of this chapter. And I will try to update sooner next time.

Chapter 6: Jupiter's POV

About half way through the movie, the door opened and Zoey walked in. "Oh, so this is what you and mystery man have been doing all day." She looked at me accusingly with her hands on her hips. "Tell me, did you guys even leave the house?"

I pulled out of Caine's arms slowly, making sure not to wake him up. As expected, he'd fallen asleep early on in the movie. "Actually, we did leave the house. I took him out for breakfast."

Zoey gave me a confused look. "How the hell did you manage that?" She paused. "You know…with the wings and pointy ears and all."

"Well, he wears a coat over his wings." I explained. "They fold up pretty small. And he wore a beanie to cover the tops of his ears."

Zoey glanced over at Caine. "What the hell did you do to him.?"

"I didn't do anything." I explained and sat down at the kitchen table. "I think he's going to be here longer than he originally planned."

Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion as she sat down across from me. "Why is he going to be here for so long?" She paused and glanced at Caine again. "I mean, don't get me wrong. I don't have a problem with him being here. I'm just curious."

"From what I was told by Stinger, when Caine was reinstated as a Sky Jacker, he was having some problems adjusting." I could see that Zoey still looked a little confused. "Stinger is caine's commander. Anyway, Caine needs some time off because he's dealing with some stuff."

"Something that keeps him up at night I guess." Zoey said.

"Caine said that he was dealing with some post traumatic stress and separation anxiety." I continued explaining.

"Separation anxiety?" Zoey paused. "Isn't that something that mostly effects little kids?"

I shrugged. "And dogs."

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Zoey didn't stay too long. She usually didn't spend a lot of time at home. Especially during the weekend. Zoey was a big fan of the night life and went out clubbing quite often.

Caine had started whimpering just a little before Zoey left. The whimpering was quiet at first but progressively got louder. I really wished I could see what was going on in that head of his. Whatever he was dreaming about was disrupting his sleep.

I sat down on the couch and touched his arm gently. "Caine?"

Caine's eyes shot open and he pulled away. He looked alarmed at first when he saw his surroundings. But then his eyes fell on me. He closed his eyes and sighed, covering his face with both hands.

I rubbed his shoulder soothingly. "Hey. You okay?"

Caine didn't answer me but I already knew the answer. He wasn't okay. Whatever he was seeing and experiencing in his dreams was making him miserable. "Do you want to talk about it?"

Caine raked his hands through his hair and sighed. "No." He paused. "It was just a dream anyway. It doesn't matter."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. How could he possibly think that it didn't matter? Of course it mattered.

I got off the couch and knelt down on the floor in front of Caine so that I could look into his eyes. "Caine, look at me." Caine was hesitant but eventually looked me in the eye. "Caine, I know that whatever you're dreaming about is upsetting you."

Caine's expression softened a little. "Your Majesty, what I dream about is my problem."

I sighed in frustration. "Caine, we're together. That means that your problems are my problems. Why would you think that it didn't matter?" I was pretty sure I knew the answer.

Caine closed his eyes and dropped his head. "Because I'm…"

"Don't say splice." I interrupted. Caine's eyes met mine and I continued. "You being a splice doesn't matter to me. You matter to me. I don't care about what you are or where you came from."

Caine was quiet for a minute. I wasn't sure exactly how he was going to react to what I said. He'd heard it all before. I just wished that he would stop doubting his own worth.

Caine dropped his head again. "I don't deserve having you in my life, Your Majesty."

I wanted to argue with him and tell him that he was wrong but I honestly didn't think that it would help. I took his hands in mine and held them tight. "Caine, after everything you've done for me, I owe you my life."

Caine's head snapped up. "Your Majesty, you don't owe me anything."

"You saved my life." I told him. "When you first met me, you saved my life and you didn't even know me."

"I was hired by Titus, remember?" Caine said. "And he was planning on killing you."

"But you didn't know that." I told him.

Caine sihed and dropped his head. "It doesn't matter. I still had a part in it so I'm partially at fault." He stood up and walked to the window.

My heart ached. I hated seeing him upset. He didn't deserve it. I stood up, walking over to the window and wrapped my arms around him from behind. "Caine, you always came back for me. Whenever I needed you, you were there. No matter what."