CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
I was laying in a hospital bed in the medical wing, just like all the other survivors, trying to sleep. We were rescued; the ship was moving and were officially on our way back to mainland. We were rescued, we weren't stranded anymore, I was actually going to get to see my Dad, and Jackson, and Mam'aw, Grandma Ruby, Aunt Dolly, Uncle Early, Aunt Pearl, Uncle Bobby... Hell, even my evil cousin Luanne. At the same time - even though it had only been eight days - a lot had happened, Joe and I were in a weird, scarilly dependant, scarilly intense relationship, four kids had become attached to us because we were the only thing familiar they had, I'd become attached to them too... And I think I had promised Joe freaking Jonas my virginity.
"Miles? You awake?" Lilly whispered from the next bed over.
"Yeah." I whispered back.
"We're going home." Lilly said and I smiled in the darkness, Lorraine curled into my side and sleeping peacefully.
"Yeah." I hummed again "It's almost surreal, isn't it?" It's amazing how just a week can do so much.
"What do you think will happen?" Lilly asked, "do you think anything will be like before?"
"I don't know." I sighed, I'd tried not to think about it for the last week, but sometimes it crept up on me; the blood, the drowning, the pain, the fire, falling, tumbling, crashing, the death. Sometimes it was inescapeable, that was why Joe had a dead babies name carved into his arm. "I don't think I'll ever be able get on a plane ever again."
"The ocean is pretty sketchy for me too." Lilly muttered with a shudder. "You looked so... Lifeless. I think that scared me more than anything." I shuddered, I'd seen plenty of dead in the last week, and the thoguht of me - or anyone I cared about - being like that terrified me.
"It was enough to give me nightmare material for way too long." A male voice piped up from my other side, Joe was awake.
"No-one mention that to my Dad, he'd never let me out of his sight ever again." I resisted the urge to groan. I love my Dad, and I want nothing more than to be with him again, but if he found out about my near-drowning thing he'd take the over-protectiveness to a whole new level.
"I don't blame him, Babe." Joe muttered, "I don't want to let you out of my sight either."
"But, I'm fine now." I murmured soothingly, hoping Joe wouldn't get panicked or anything. "You saved me."
"Yeah, Jonas." Lilly hummed in the darkness. "You saved my sister, you have no idea how much I owe you."
"Trust me; I know. Just keep her safe for me and we'll be even."
"I'm still here." I spoke up, they had a tendency to either forget or ignore my pressence when they were talking about me.
"I know." I could hear the grin in Joe's voice. I heard rustling next to me and wondered what he was doing.
"What do you think you're gonna do first when we get home?" I asked, still trying to get used to the fact that we were going home.
"I don't know." Lilly said as I felt the bed beside me dip and Joe's pressence filled my senses. I scooted over silently, holding Lorraine closer as Joe laid next to me, burrying his face in my hair for a moment. "Anything. As long as I get to see my Mom and Dad." I smiled, what I wouldn't give to spend time with both my parents again.
"Order a giant pizza." Joe spoke next to me, I guess he was really serious about not sleeping without me. Which would be very difficult when we actually got back home; and it had only been a week together. Only a week, but it felt like we were moving so much faster.
"That is such a boy thing." Lilly scoffed and I giggled. "What about you, Miles?"
"You mean after half of Tennessee suffocates me as they pass me around like a pass the parcel?" I rolled my eyes even though no-one could see. I love my family, I really do, but it can get a little hectic sometimes. "Tell my Dad and Jackson I love them."
"That is such a girl thing." Joe mocked and I nudged him.
"I want to find if James has any family." Joe muttered lowly, I stroked my hand over his bandaged arm around my waist.
"Who was James?" Lilly asked softly and I winced. Joe's arm tightened and his breath hitched.
"He was the baby." Joe choked out making Lilly gasp. "James Flynn, it was on his little onesie, so innocent and tiny."
"I'm sorry." Lilly whispered.
"Me too." He agreed, "I just wanted someone to remember him; I cut his name in my arm."
"That's where the bandages came from?"
"Yeah." I turned my head and kissed his jawline.
M
Day 9
I woke up to hushed voices and muted light. And the increasingly familiar warmth of Joe Jonas holding me. Though my arms were empty of Lorraine I wasn't worried because hers was one of the voices I could hear. Lorraine, Will, Sean, Carter, Lilly, Dr. Lexi Lane and other people I didn't recognise. Joe was snoring lightly and his morning erection was poking me, but I couldn't find it in me to move, or blush.
"How long until we get home?" I heard someone ask over Joe's soft snores - he really was quite cute when he was asleep - and that had me paying attention.
"We'll reach port late tonight or early tomorrow morning." Someone else said. I'd get to see my Dad by tomorrow. "I should warn you, it's probably going to be a media circus; this sort of thing doesn't happen every day." I should hope not, it's horrific. "And especially with those two sleeping beauties on board."
"Just stick Miley in front of Joe and he'll be fine." Architect Ted dismissed with a snort of amusement.
"What's with that?" One of the voices I didn't recognise asked. "We were seriously thinking we'd have to sedate him yesterday, what did she do?"
"No-one knows." Francis muttered.
"He says she controls the anger or something." Lilly explained, "he can't explain it, but it's like he lives off of her... Which is weird 'cause three years when they first met it was just harmless flirting and then he was infatuated with her Dad." Yeah, dumped by all three Jonas Brothers in favour of my Dad, that's why Joe liked to call me Milo.
"I really thought he was going to murder Hanson." Francis shuddered and I resisted the urge too; Joe had been scary. "What provoked that anyway?"
"Hanson being an eavesdropping asshole." Lilly grumbled.
"What's a ass-" Lorraine started to ask from further away when I guess she was playing or something. I peaked my eyes open, sleepy and blurry to watch the scene I'd been listening to.
"Nothing you need to know about." Lilly cut in before she could finish the offending word.
"Kay." Lorraine and Will were sitting on a hospital bed together with one of those wheeley trays on it and they were eating breakfast.
"He called Miley a whore and Joe must have heard and he just lost it." Lilly said quieter.
"Should've known it had something to do with her." Ted shook his head.
"Wait... One person did all that damage?" One of the doctors asked, looking astonished. "I was sure it was a group with how bad he was, and how you were all so insistant that it was just clumsiness."
"You should have seen the look in his eyes." Lilly shuddered, the look of red hot rage.
"And he had it coming to him." Francis muttered, rolling his eyes. "Hanson kept saying he was a cop, but the way he was acting, he was looking for a fight, and Joe was easy to antagonise."
"Easy?" Ted snorted again. "The guy practically had a flashing neon sign pointing at her."
"How am I supposed to cuddle my Milo if they won't shut up about you?" A low, husky, sexy voice grumbled in my ear and I almost jumped. I didn't even notice Joe had stopped snoring and had woken up. I turned my head to look at him and practically swooned; his curls all messy and sexy from sleep, his eyes dark and half lidded as they stared at me, the scruff on his jaw tickling me, his breath warm against my skin... He was sex personified. "I mean, I understand the appeal of talking about you, but it makes my Miley sense tingle." Joe nuzzled against me and kissed the exposed part of my neck. "Much better things for my Miley sense to do at this time of morning." Speaking of sex; Joe's morning erection pressed against my backside making me flush.
"Hate to break it to you and your... Miley sense." I giggled, moving into a better position so I was on my back and Joe was still on his side, practically looming over me. "But, we're in a room full of people and nothin' like that is happen' in a room full of people again." Speaking of the room full of people they now knew both Joe and I were awake, though - hopefully - they couldn't hear what we were saying.
"Sleeping beauties." Someone spoke up, spotting us and the whole hospital wing went silent for a couple of seconds.
"You can only call Joe beautiful 'cause he's special." Lorraine said from the bed she and Will were on. "Miley said so."
"Forget beautiful, you're fucking gorgeous, Babe." Joe mumbled in my ear huskilly.
"Should we seperate them before they start doing the deed right in front of us?" Someone I didn't know asked, eyeing us warilly. I rolled my eyes, we weren't that bad. And why were complete strangers judging us?
"We can hear you, dang flabit." I snapped at them.
"So you can seperate yourselves, then?" Lilly smirked.
"You'll have to pry her from me." Joe grinned and I giggled again when he emhatically pulled me closer and held me tighter, almost possessively. "Mine." He uttered childishly.
"Like a five-year-old with a new toy." Francis laughed and shook his head, walking away.
"As long as we're all in agreement that Miley is mine." Joe dismissed.
"Until we get to shore and my Dad gets hold of me, then you're gonna have to fight him for his baby girl." I reminded and Lilly laughed.
"Me and Double R are cool." Joe tried to act confident when he was still all wrapped around me.
"Trust me, Jonas Brother, you don't want to test Mister Stewart when it comes to Miley."
J
I was sitting on the deck of the giant ship we were on, leaning against the rail and looking at the water parting around the giant vessel. It was violent again, like the day we crashed; violent and deadly. A week. That's all we'd been gone. I wondered idly what would have happened if we hadn't crashed; would Joe and I have had this connection? Or would Lilly and I have gone off on our in Paris, oblivious to Joe's heartache and inner destruction? The thought of that made me slightly sick... Or maybe that was because I was staring at the ocean that only a week ago helped kill two hundred people.
"How long have you been there?" I spoke out loud, I wasn't completely oblivious to the brooding male pressence behind me, watching me, practically guarding me. Joe had followed me out here at some point, but at least he didn't push me to talk and let me have my moment.
"About two minutes." Joe answered, walking over to join me at the rail. "Lorraine was scared you'd fall in the water and you know..." Drown.
"What's gonna happen to the kids?" I asked, speaking of Lorraine it reminded me thaat as far as I knew all four of them were orphans now.
"I don't know." Joe sighed, his arm around my shoulders, pressing a kiss to my temple. "I guess aunts or uncles or something... Hopefully."
"Lorraine lost her brother and sister too; Jackson's a butthead, but I don't know what I'd do without him." What about in twenty years, would her siblings just be the distant memory of a four-year-old?
"I wish I could just take away all her hurt, she's so little, she's supposed to be innocent and happy and pure."
"Is it selfish if I don't want to let them go?" I wondered, though I knew it was. "If I didn't have to keep it together for them I would've been a mess on that island."
"Carter would be more than willing if you didn't let him go." Joe said and I shook my head, only Joe could find a way to make me smile in a moment like this. "Kid is crazy about you."
"Yeah." I turned, looking up at Joe through my lashes.
"Yeah." Joe hummed, grinning down at me.
"Well, I'm pretty crazy about you." I grinned right back at him.
"I'm crazy about you too." He pecked my lips. "Now let's continue this inside where it's warm, and Lorraine isn't scared for your life."
Literally just finished this chapter now.
1) Favourite part of the chapter?
2) Favourite moment on the island?
3) Anything you would have liked to have been different?
4) Are any of you interested in Charmed and/or Vampire Diaries?
5) I gave up on the Glee/Criminal Minds idea, I still like the idea, but I just don't have the time to spend hours upon hours doing research for the psychology aspect of it. So since that's off the table for now I'll tell you a little about it, just a few key points without getting too into it. 1; It's starts with Rachels death. 2; Puck and Santana are the killers. 3; there's a method to their madness, but very few people at McKinley are safe.
6) I know I keep promising it, but I've been super busy and I'll get onto Camp Rock Year 3 as soon as possible. I promise by the end of the week at the latest.
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With a big sloppy Sir Winston Johan Jonas kiss on top :P