Rifiuto: Non Miriena
The only sound for several minutes, was the soft breaking of kisses. She nuzzled her nose against his, becoming lost in his scent. It was a scent she remembered, she loved, even though she'd never seen him, but she knew his body. "Ev..." He gently laid a finger across her lips.
"Shh." They lay wrapped in the sheets of her bed; the crew had rushed to finish her house after hearing about Jo's accident, so that she'd have a home to return to when she came out of the infirmary. Depsite her attitude, Zimmer quite liked Jo, and so promised that she'd oversee the finishing, so long as Zane was kept away from it. Allison and Grace had decorated it, and Jo had been pleasantly surprised to come home to find everything she loved in its proper place.
"I really missed you." She looked up, staring into his blue eyes. Familiar eyes. Zane's eyes. She tucked her head beneath his chin, sighing. "I love you, Evan."
"I love you, Jo." Minutes passed, before he pulled away, looking down at her. "Come home with me." She propped herself onto her elbow.
"What?"
"Come back to Vancouver. We can be a family again. Just the three of us. We can work on Special Projects again. Have the life we should have had, before Eureka took it all away-"
"Evan-"
"It nearly destroyed our life together, you know that. I nearly lost you. Nessa nearly lost her mother..." He looked down at her hand, before he began playing with her fingers. "When... when I got that call... when Director Fargo... when he said you'd been hurt and were in a coma... my heart dropped into my shoes. I thought..." He swallowed. "I thought I was going to lose my best friend."
She reached up, gently caressing his cheek. "You won't lose me, Ev. Ever. I love you." She pressed her lips softly to his, sighing contentedly into the kiss as she wrapped her arm around his neck. It deepened, and he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling until she was comfortably straddling him. With one last teasing kiss, she moved to suck on his jawbone, before trailing kisses down his neck. His hands moved over her body, eventually finding purchase in the silky black waves he loved so. Minutes passed, minutes filled with skin touching skin, with mouths meeting and tasting and kissing, with bodies sliding together-
"I need you, Jo. Nessa needs you. Cross Photonics isn't the same without you, and Special Projects isn't Special Projects without you there." She sighed.
"Does Mac still do reverse bunnyhops on his way to work?" She asked after a moment, running a hand down his chest.
"Every morning."
"Because we know what he's capable of." Jo finished. She remembered Mac doing that- the entertainment on the way to work as he wove and raced them to Cross Photonics always gave her and Evan something to debate; mainly because they could never agree on the score. He nodded.
"Exactly." She curled onto his chest, nuzzling her nose against his chest. Silence fell about the room before Evan asked, "Had Eureka been treating you good?" She pulled away to look at him. "I... I mean... you're okay, right? No... no residual damage from the... the accident or... or anything else that... that's gone on in the last eleven years? No extra limbs growing or suddenly speaking gibberish or not remembering who you are?" She shook her head, stopping at the last one.
"Um... Ev, there... there's something I have to... talk to you about." He raised an eyebrow.
"Okay... what about?" She bit her lip.
"Um... I... I know this is going to sound... crazy, but... I'm... from another timeline."
"Another... timeline? Like... a timeline seperate from... from ours?" She nodded. He took a deep breath. Silence quickly settled around them, and she waited for him to tell her that it was over. That they were through, and that he never wanted to see her again. But instead, he took her face in his hands. "Honestly, Jojo, I don't care."
"What? How... how can you not-"
"We deal with anomalies and time travel every day back home, remember? We send... dinosaurs back to where they belong... it's not uncommon. Jojo, that doesn't matter to me. The only thing that matters, is that you are still you." He kissed her quickly, and she nodded.
"I... I am, I just... in my..." She took a deep breath. "In my timeline, I was... was dating a guy named... named Zane Donovan. We... we nearly got engaged." He nodded.
"And... so... you're in love with him?" She bit her lip, thinking. No. You're not. You're in love with your Zane, from your timeline, but not this one. With this one, it's just lust. You're in love with Evan, your husband, remember?
"No. I was in love with him, but... I didn't love him. I love you, and Nessa." He gave her a soft smile, kissing her gently, before whispering,
"Come home with me, Sweetheart. We can tell GD the truth and go back to Vancouver. We can go home, be a family. We'll be back in time for Nessa's graduation from primary, and then we can help her get ready for secondary in the fall. We have a chance to get our family back, our lives back. Jojo, please."
She searched his face, looking for something, anything that was telling her that this was all a dream and that she'd wake up. That she'd be back in Vancouver with her family, at home, in bed, wrapped in Evan's arms. She found only love, joy at being back with her again. Tears sprang to her eyes, and she nodded, running a hand down his chest before taking his hand in hers. "Yes. I'd love nothing more than to go home."