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Kat: :3 Yes, I actually had a bit of writer's block for this story for a while, but now I am back with updates!! Oh, and I decided that there will only be ONE SLIGHT LIME IN THE STORY. The rest will just be fluff and little 'AWWWW' moments.

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Chapter 3: Mine; Night One into Day Two

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The Doctor said I am recovering very quickly...

But...But everything is so fuzzy...why...

That man...he...he was cold and quiet...but...

But deep inside he...was protective of me...

...Why...Why am I thinking like this? Who am I talking about...?

Who...?

A loud smack on the hard ground made Grace almost jump out of her skin as she was rudely awoken from a rather enjoyable nap she decided to take an hour or so ago.

"W-What just..." she panted in fright, her frail hands on her chest, and she shakily looked up to see what or who decided to wake her up in such a fashion. Jason stood tall over her, his breaths heard because of his mask, and he motioned down as if to say 'Look down.'

There was a package at her feet; it wasn't human meat, but some type of steak...in case she wanted to feed herself.

"O-Oh...t-thank...you..Jason..." she took the package, she knew how to cook a little. She smiled softly at him, her eyes twinkling slightly in gratitude.

Jason said nothing and watched her. "..." She was.. .friendly.

Grace smiled and quietly began gathering twigs, she was no girl scout-though she was in the Brownie troop- but she would start a fire and make a meal for herself. Meals always make the pain go away, at least that was what Melinda said when she ate cartons of ice cream after her 30th break up.

She smiled softly and gasped when she started the fire. Okay, step one complete!

...Now what? She stared like an idiot at the fire for a couple minutes.

...Jason walked to her after a while and crouched down, grabbing on of the grills leaning ainst the wall and palced it over the coals afer flicking out the open flame and then slabbed the meat over the grill.

Woo.

Grace stared at him as if Jason just made the leaves on the ground turned to jewels.

She blinked softly, and looked up at him. "T-Thank you...a-again..." she said softly, blushing in embarassment.

Jason said nothing and backed off, done with his good deed of the day. Grace blinked softly and tilted her head lightly as she quietly flipped the steak so that it could cook on the other side as well.

Jason watched her and then grabbed his knife, having heard something from outside the little hut. His hut. With His... girl. If you could call her that, but for dramatic purposes we shall.

Said Taken Girl didn't hear anything and kept quietly flipping the steak every minute, almost freaking out when she saw the knife, but when he turned away, she sighed, he wasn't going to kill her...

No.

He woudn't have kept her.

He doesn't bother preserving his kills as he wanted to hunt them down and slowly have them scream murder.

Grace smiled softly when she saw the steak now dark and heavenly juices flowing from it"It's done..." she said softly and using two large branches and another grill thing she found to her left, lifted the cooked steak off and onto the other grill, now her plate. Now all she had to do was pretend she was in a fancy resteraunt-preferably an italian one-, eating a expensive dinner with her family and not eating a steak in the middle of the woods with a deranged killer who slaughtered her friends, and she would be good.

Jason watched her perform this maneuver carefully and stayed against a oak tree, fingertips running along the sharp of a blade.

Grace, seeing that, and wondering HOW he did that without hurting himself, began to try and cut the cooked meat with her stick. She could honestly just see her little brother George laughing at her doing this...

Jason watched her and then tossed a knife into the frosty ground inches infront of her blanketed knee. "..."

He really needed to stop with these good deeds.

"O-Oh...thank you...you-you're so helpful to me..." Grace smiled softly and gently took the knife and began innocently cutting the meat evenly and elegantly, the mental image she pictured before in her mind and making her forget her troubles. Jason, knowing what she thinking at the moment, just shook his head gravely, knowing it would take more then her mind to keep her from leaving...and she should already know that she was stuck here, dream or reality. She was all his...

:...END OF NIGHT ONE...:

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