AN: Hey guys! So I was working on this last night, and I wanted to quickly put it out there, especially since it's been so long. Tell me what you thing and enjoy!

RE-EDITED VERSION

Jackie smirked as she glanced at Ben's face, which was laced with worry. Though, she did have to give him props for attempting to hide it from her. She snorted. The little punk couldn't handle just a bit of speed.

"Umm… Jackie…?" Ben's voice came out a pitch higher than normal felt a grin pulling at her lips. She had been doing that a lot more than usual in the past two days, though she wouldn't ever mention it out loud.

"Yes, Benny-boy?" She replied pleasantly, speeding up ever so slightly. She felt Ben glare at her as he cleared his throat.

"Umm… Don't you think we're going a little bit too fast?" He asked cautiously. Jackie glanced at the speed, which read 110 miles per hour. She shrugged.

"Not really. Can't handle it Tennyson?" She looked at him, smirking.

"No! I mean, yes! I just don't feel like dying!" He snapped back. Jackie barked a laugh. "Look!" He cried out desperately. "There's a clearing… right over there…" He looked on sadly as they pasted the clearing quickly, his hope dying.

Suddenly his body was lurched to the side as his head hitting the window as they pulled into a sudden stop. Ben's heart raced his eyes wide with… Well, something that Jackie couldn't decipher. She rolled the windows down, and laid the chair back, welcoming the silence that was brought by the clearing that she had pulled into.

The sun was beginning to set, an alright end to a pretty alright day. Ben and Jackie had mostly driven around all day long, eating here and there. He hadn't taken her to the diner he was so fond of, but he had promised to take her soon. Jackie didn't want to admit it, but she actually had some fun that day. Ben's voice suddenly cut through her thoughts.

"Maybe I should drive…"

"No." Jackie didn't even bother to open her eyes. "You are so not worthy to drive this car if you aren't even willing to risk a little damage."

Ben rolled his eyes, taking notice once again how much alike Jackie and Kevin were. Though he would never tell her that… Again. One death glare had been more than enough for him.

"… Jackie…?"

"Mmmm?"

Ben turned to glance at her, and paused. Her eyes were closed, with a small, satisfied smile placed on her lips. Her long lashed swooped down, hair shinning with the slightest hint of blue as the sun hit her hair as if a halo. Ben found that he couldn't look away, his eyes moving all over her face, and finally resting on her lips. It would be so easy to just lean over and…

"You're staring again." Jackie drawled. Ben's head shot up, flushing a bit, grateful her eyes were still closed. Ben cleared this throat.

"I was going to ask you about yesterday… Those guys… And… stuff…" Ben stuttered, mentally kicking himself as his words stumbled out. Jackie sighed and opened her eyes.

"Don't wanna talk about it Ben." She said, her voice terse and her notes clipped. Ben frowned.

"Look Jackie, we need to talk about this. We need to come up with some ideas, figure out who the hell has been tailing you and trying to kill you."

Jackie sat up, turning to him. "Look Ben… I appreciate what you guys have done for me and all, but this is my problem. Not yours." Her voice turned hard as she finished. Ben shook his head slowly. He had been avoiding the subject all day long, but he knew they needed to really discuss the subject, if only she would talk to him about it.

"No. This became my problem the night I picked you up. I willingly let it become my problem. And when you turned out to be Kevin's sister, you became his problem. We want to help. We are a part of this now." He said firmly. Jackie narrowed her eyes.

"Kevin is not my family." She said coolly. "And I am not your responsibility, and I don't need your help." Jackie glared at him.

"I— we care about you. We want to help."

"You don't even know me." She snapped. Jackie groaned and muttered under her breath, turning away from him. She started the car, pulling into reverse and sped out of the clearing. Ben sat there, feeling frustrated.

"Jackie…" He stared.

"Drop it Ben."

Jackie stared straight ahead, not even sparing a look at him. Ben sat back, angry at himself, angry at her, and angry at the fact that she could pull away so suddenly while he was left wanting more.

Jackie pulled into the parking lot of the shop, the sun already beginning to set. She pulled at the keys and tossed them to Ben, not even bothering to see if he caught them or not. Ben slowly got out of the car as he watched her walk purposefully into the shop, not looking back at him.

Ben sighed, his shoulders slumping a bit.

"Yo! Benji!" He heard a familiar voice call out. Ben turned around, seeing a dark silluete in the shadows, not being able to see their face, as the sun had already gone down. Ben started walking towards it, not bothering to hesitate. He knew that voice.

"Hey Kev." Ben replied dejectedly, still feeling put out about Jackie. Kevin raised his eyebrows at Ben's behavior.

"Well hello to you too. What's got your pannies in a bunch?"

Ben looked up at him, slightly startled at the familiar saying. He shook his head, he really shouldn't be surprised. They were siblings after all. Siblings.

He has almost forgotten that Jackie's brother was Kevin. Well, he knew. He just forgot that Kevin so conveniently forgot to tell him.

"I was out with your sister all day long. You know, the one that you forgot to mention."

Kevin shuffled in the dark, glad Ben couldn't see his face.

"Uh… Yeah… Sorry about that… Ben, look…"

Ben nudged Kevin, cutting him off.

"Forget it Kevin. Yeah, it sucks you didn't tell me. But you'll tell me when you're ready." Ben said steadily. "It's not like anything's really changed. I'm still Benji. You've still got abnormally large arms. We're still the best of friends." Kevin rolled his eyes, though smiled in relief.

"Only now you've got a sister who's as stubborn and as big of a pain in the ass as you are." He finished. Kevin grunted, not disagreeing.

"I could've told you that."

"She's a real piece of work." Ben said thoughtfully and not unkindly. Kevin just grunted once again in response.

"You talk to Gwen?" Ben asked, leaning against the wall. He knew his cousin must be feeling hurt from yesterday's news.

"Yeah. For some reason she's forgiven me and sticking with me." Kevin shook his head as if he still couldn't believe it. Ben smiled.

"Sounds like her." He said carefully, knowing how touchy of a subject Gwen was for Kevin.

"Don't know why she's doin it. But I'm not complaining." Kevin wiped his hands on a dirty rag, sighing. Ben walked further in to the garage, so he could see Kevin better.

"And as for you… Uh… Well…" Kevin shuffled, feeling awkward. He cleared his throat, scratching the nape of his neck. He could do feelings with Gwen, but only because he's had years of practice with her. Feelings in general was something he was still working on.

"I get it Kevin." Ben held back a snicker; the sight of Kevin trying to express how he felt was something that would be forever amusing to him.

"Nah, look man. I screwed up. And I wanted to say sorry. And… Uh… I'm really fucking glad you're not mad at me." Kevin finished, his shoulders sagging with relief as he finally got the words out.

Ben was quiet for a moment, then opened his arms for a hug, standing there with a serious look on his face. Kevin's eyes narrowed at him.

"What the fuck Tennyson." Kevin took a step back and groaned. "Why you always gotta be so weird?"

Ben just grinned and kept his arms open, saying nothing as he waited for Kevin to give him a hug.

"That's creepy."

Kevin groaned when Ben didn't move. He sighed heavily. He walked over and hesitated, before stepping near Ben, and patting him on the back lightly on the back. He grunted when Ben pulled him into a bear hug, letting it last for a split second before he pushed him away.

"Enough Tennyson." Kevin said lowly as he stepped away from him.

Ben stood there for a moment, and suddenly burst out laughing. He bent over, slapping his knee, howling with amusement. Kevin stood there, glaring at him.

"Should've seen the look on your face Kev. Didn't think you would do it." Ben laughed, wiping a fake tear out of his eye.

Kevin just rolled his eyes as he started packing up. "Look… I'm going over to Gwen's tonight."

It was Ben's turn to roll his eyes. "I don't see why you just don't move in with her already." Kevin shrugged, not answering.

"And what about Jackie?" Ben asked. "Max went out again, which I have no idea where he is by the way. And now you're leaving… So… It'll just be me and her… Alone…" Ben trailed off. He would be somewhat thrilled with this revelation, but he was thinking about how she slammed the door earlier and didn't bother looking back at him.

Kevin shrugged. "She hates you a lot less than she hates me. If I stay here while she's here, I know she'll take off. Besides, she'll get over being mad at you. I've got at least ten years worth of anger coming at me." Kevin suddenly sounded very tired as he finished putting up his things and headed towards another car.

"You're not taking Shiela?" Ben called out, thinking fondly of the car he and Kevin always fought over.

"Nah. You'll need her to get Jackie to go with you… Well, anywhere. Later Tennyson." Kevin started in the car, hopped in and took off like a bullet.

Ben just shook his head and went inside, locking up the shop. It would never cease to amaze him at how much alike Kevin and Jackie were.

Ben finally reached the elevator, his thoughts never straying from the raven haired beauty on his way down.

Tonight was the night for memories.

Ever since her talk with Ben, Jackie's past had been clawing at her mind, desperate to get out. Ben wanted to come up with ideas, find the men who wanted to kill her, who had killed her mother. She didn't want to tell him that she had absolutely no idea what was going on, that she was scared and sad and lost.

She didn't want to tell him anything.

But at the same time, she wanted him to know.

Confused, she decided to get away from him, wanting to be alone with her thoughts.

Jackie walked around in the room Max had given her. Though underground, it has a small window near the ceiling, where she could see the dark night. It was a basement window, of sorts. It was a bit larger than one, and it has a seating with cushions, like one might find in a fancy house; though this one was less grand and old and worn out.

She sat down, looking up at the stars. This place, this town, these people confused her. She wasn't used to being cared for by people other than family. When she was younger, she had grown up in a loving home. But those memories were hard to reach because she was so young. And when her father disappeared, they were suddenly uprooted from their home, moving far away from her home town. She always resented her mother a bit for that, where would her father find her if they weren't at home? She had asked her mother that question once, and saw that her mother had been about to cry.

She never asked again.

And Kevin… Kevin had left she and her mother, with some stupid note saying he had to do this, something about it being the best for the family.

What family?

Part of her had always wanted to find him. He had been her brother, protector, her best friend. He had scared away all of the monsters under her bed, and read her stories so she would fall asleep. He had been practically her parent when she was a child because their parents were always out working doing God knows what.

When he left, Jackie was devastated. Her mother was always in tears, but she could see that she was trying to be strong, trying to hold it together.

They waited for a year.

An entire year in one spot, hoping that Kevin would come back. But he never did.

So her mother packed their bags one night and said it was time to move on. Jackie has fought her mother, but her mother was determined. They could not stay. It was too dangerous. They would be here soon, they had already stayed there too long.

But her mother had left something for Kevin, something somewhere that only he would know, so that way if he did come back, he'd know they were safe.

Jackie wondered if Kevin ever bothered looking for them once they left. She hoped he had, even though he never would've found them.

Because she and her mother began moving around at a rapid pace, never staying in one place for more than half a year. It was tiring, dangerous and Jackie had known they were on the run from something, someone. Her mother never gave her an answer to her never ending questions.

Until the night she died.

Which, ironically, left her with more questions than answers.

Jackie laid her head against the cool window, staring out at the stars. She swallowed the lump in her throat as she thought of her mother's death, something she had been continuously pushing away. She placed it in the back of her mind.

Tonight was not the night for those memories.