Summary: They're so lost in each other - it's dangerous.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Jumper, characters or anything else associated.
A/N: Response to the 100 Fic Ultimate Challenge at jumperslash . The prompts I used - #96 even and #46 I saw god cry in the reflection of my enemies.
Also - I know it's been a while, but I still hope you' ll enjoy this ;)

Never Even

"Your poker face sucks," Griffin stated sliding lower in his seat.

"Well you're a sucky conversationalist," David retorted. On one hand nothing much had happened during the last month – his biggest discovery was the whole surveillance thing the paladins had going on Griffin. On the other hand – he had had time to calm down, to think over everything that happened during those few, intense days and David felt different. He felt in control of the situation once again.

"That should make us even, don't you think?"

"We're nowhere near even," Griffin said through his teeth. At this point he himself wasn't sure what he meant with that. Chechnya was so far away from where he is now and to be honest that wasn't even the reason why he'd been mad in the first place.

"It was a one night stand. Get over it," David remarked flippantly. It took all he had to keep a straight face after he said that. The words said aloud sounded crueler than they had in his head.

"Nobody rolls over and away as fast as you do, David," Griffin forced himself to smirk. "But that's beside the point. You might be hung over that ... Thing we had, but I actually meant all that you trapping me for death thing, but of course your ass is more important than my whole fucking life," he spat. „Why am I not surprised?"

Chechnya might not be the reason he's angry with David, but it does make for a convenient cover and, frankly, Griffin does not feel like sharing his abandonment issues or pulling punches.

A month ago David would have been honestly hurt by Griffin's words, now he just faced the truth behind them and acknowledged that maybe he did deserve them after his own comment. The fact that he knew that Griffin said that just to hurt him and Chechnya hadn't been the real issue ever since that night or maybe even before that – well, the understanding didn't really help.

"Because that would require for you to develop a facial expression that isn't scorn," it didn't take long for David to answer.

"College boy thinks he's smart," Griffin sneered.

"Eight grade education, actually," David corrected. He might have snuck into some college courses, but he hadn't officially joined any program. It had never seemed necessary, since he could have all he wanted without a degree or a job. "It doesn't take much to take on you."

Griffin snarled and was about to retort when the window by which they were sitting smashed as electrical wires were shot through it. They both had become distracted with each other and had completely forgotten about the paladins outside who had planned this drop on Griffin for months.

David jumped up on his seat seconds after the window smashed; he lost his balance and fell backwards thus avoiding another electrical charge shot that a paladin had aimed at his back. Griffin fell under the table and quickly counted the paladins in the small diner.

He knew that there were five paladins here today. Two were by the entrance; he guessed that another might be coming through the back door which meant that two were still outside. Hoping that David won't get himself killed before he had this sorted out Griffin jumped. He appeared outside behind a pair of paladins and grabbed the neck of the closest guy quickly turning his head and effectively snapping his neck. He jumped again, before the other paladin could electrocute or shoot him.

Meanwhile David shook his head to get past the shock to the system when he landed on his back on the table of the booth beside theirs. He didn't look around, he just jumped. He appeared by the door behind the two paladins who had stormed the diner through the front entrance. He didn't get to do anything, because they reacted quickly turning to face him. He was at gunpoint before he could blink.

In right that moment Griffin jumped back into the diner right on the counter. "Pushovers!" he yelled pushing some plates to the floor with his foot for more noise and distraction.

A paladin was holding David at gunpoint, his colleague who had been about to hit David with electricity was distracted by Griffin. David used the moment to push the gun aside and punch the guy in the face before jumping again. He didn't jump far. He appeared a step above the ground beside the paladin who held him at gunpoint. In his fall David managed to elbow the guy in his face making him drop the gun. David fell to the ground in a crouch, grabbed the gun and jumped again.

Once he saw David jump, Griffin left too. He jumped to the backdoor which unsurprisingly was open. He entered carefully, but didn't see anyone until he was hit by electricity. He knew that trying to jump while his brain was being fried was useless, so he tried to gain control of his convulsing body.

The paladin smirked approaching him, "Oooh, I'm gonna get a promotion when I kill you," the woman cooed stopping barely a step from him.

Griffin kicked her ankle with all the strength he had making her drop to the floor with a cry and release the hold on her weapon. He stood trembling lightly and kicked her in the stomach. "I'm gonna get a burger when I kill you," he informed her grabbing the struggling paladin by her coat collar.

He was back in the kitchen five minutes later, "Crazy bitch," he muttered brushing ash off his pants and dropping off his slashed jacket. The woman had produced a knife from virtually nowhere and they had had a struggle atop Mt. Fuji.

David jumped outside and barely managed to dive aside from the electric net thing that the paladin by the smashed window threw at him. At the same time the woman from the diner exited with the guy whose nose David had just broken. All three advanced to him with careful, determined steps.

David crawled backwards a few steps and was about to jump when he was hit by electricity. He wheezed trying to get more air into his lungs. In the past month he had also managed to forget how much it hurt to be hit by one of these paladin toys. He rolled on the ground trying to alleviate the pain to no avail when his hand cramped around the gun and he remembered that he has a weapon too.

He didn't really aim when he pulled the trigger – all three of the paladins were close and it didn't really matter to him where he shot them. Luckily the safety was already off and the gun did fire. He hit the woman who had been by the window, she dropped down, but nothing changed – he was still being electrocuted. He rapidly fired off six other shots and then suddenly everything stopped.