"So, Solno Jack, where ya from?"
She laughed, looking from room to room as they walked down the hall looking for the backup generators.
"I told you a thousand times, it's just Jack, Abbie."
On their hike, she remembered something. A name. She wasn't sure if it was hers, but she liked it. So it's hers now.
"Oh, sorry, just Jack, where ya from?"
He sighed, switching the emergency generators on.
"Indiana."
She sat on top of one of the generators, swinging her legs back and forth, watching Jack work on one of the others.
"Really? And now your some cool hero saviour dude? Helping damsels no matter where they be?"
He laughed, picking up a wrench.
"Yeah, you can say that. No matter what I do, I can't get rid of the good guy in me, I guess."
The second generator buzzed to life, and he closed the maintenance hatch.
"That should do for the night. Now, let's get something to eat. I'm hungry."


Abbie leaned on one of the counters, watching Jack go from cubbard to cubbard, looking for something to make for the two. Abbie spoke in a very fake British accent.
"Want me to run down to the mart and grab a few bits and bobs, love?"
Jack laughed, watching as she walked into the kitchen.
"Well, it's not much. But I'm used to it. So give me a few minutes, and I'll be ready. Wait in the living room."
She nodded, walking out. She returned a few minutes later.
"What's the 'living room'?"
He frowned.
"First door on the left."
She nodded, walking back into the hallway. As much as he hated to say it, it was kind of easy to forget that she doesn't remember anything about herself. She seemed so normal,like nothing was wrong. He sighed as he finished making some peanut
butter sandwiches. He hoped that she didn't mind the lack of jelly, as it didn't preserve well. He walked into the living room, to see her layer out on one of the couches.
"Peanut butter sandwiches. Hope you don't mind about the lack of jelly, though."
Her face lit up, and she jumped up to take the plate from him.
"I love peanut butter sandwiches!"
But as soon as she said it, she got a weird look on her face.
"I mean, I guess I do. I think I do, anyway."
He pushed the plate further to her.
"Only one way to find out, right?"
She smiled, before sitting down again. She grabbed he sandwich, and brought it up to her face. Looking at it as if it was supposed to do a trick. After a few moments, she took a bite.
"Hmmm..."
She sat there, eyes closed for a few minutes, a look of dissatisfaction on her face.
"I'm sorry Jack..."
She opened her eyes, with a gigantic smile on her face.
"But this is amazing! I love it!"
She took another bite, looking almost like a little kid. Jack smiled, sitting down. Abbie looked at him for a second, before realising what was about to happen. She stared at him, waiting, sandwich all but forgotten in the moment.
"You sure you want to see me? I don't want to scare you off."
She laughed, before waving her hand in a dismissive manner.
"You're lucky I didn't run off whileyou had the mask on."
He nodded, reaching up to his mask. He pressed whatever buttons he needed to unclasp the mask, as the writer doesn't know how that thing works. He took it off, before setting it down on the table. Abbie stared at him for a second.
"Wow, if you're this good looking now, I want to know what you looked like in your hey-day."
He laughed, before taking a bite out of his sandwich.
"And here I was, thinking all of my potential suitors were gone..."
He winked at her. She laughed. Before putting her feet up on the couch.
"Hmm... I'm not interested in dating right now. Who knows, maybe I do have a guy out there, somewhere. If I do, I feel bad for him. If he's not dead. Who knows what those Talon guys did to my family and stuff. But since you know all about me...
I want to know about you."
He swallowed, before looking at her with a soft gaze.
"I'm sorry, kid. I can't tell you. Not more than I have already."
She looked at him for a second, just looking into his eyes, before smiling.
"Okay! I'm cool with that."
Jack just looked at her for a second, dumbstruck.
"That's it? No prying? No whining? I think I'm gonna like you, kid."
He smiled, before going back to a straigh face.
"What is it?"
He shook his head.
"Nothing kid. It's getting late. Wanna hit the hay?"
She laughed, before getting up and walking toward the door.
"Heh, wow, you are sototally from Indiana. Anyway, goodnight, Jack."
He looked at his mask, contemplating on what he was about to do.
He sighed, putting his mask back on.
"Goodbye, kid."


I'm working on the third chapter. I don't know why, but I love this story. And I would've had TONS more written, but I had to work today, so I couldn't write. But I'm writing more, so enjoy reading as much as I'm enjoying writing
this! And tell me if you like the way I'm typing it, I wanted to do something different from Out of Time, so I changed how I typed it. I quite like it, to be honest. Anyway, Cheers, Loves!