Jumper: Cent's Story

And we are back for more in chapter thirty people! Can you believe that we have finally made it to number thirty already? We first began this story almost four months ago and now, here we are. I love it when a small story ends up turning into something else. Evolving into something completely dirrerent than how it began. I hope you guys are enjoying the story so far and just loving Cent and John as a couple. For those of you who are wondering, the hard times for our two lovable characters is indeed over and now it is time to move onto finally ending this story. In speaking of which, chapter thirty is both a special occasion and the beginning of the end (in a way). I will do maybe two or three more chapters after this and then it will be the end of it. But for right now, lets just enjoy and celebrate our thirty 'completed' chapters. ;)

Recovering after the events with Shaw and Syndicate, John is experiencing life for the first without worrying or being on the run. With Cent's and John's love for each other growing more stronger, John makes a decision that will change everything. Also, John and David have an emotional conversation and realize just how much alike they really are.

Ladies and gentlemen! I present to you! Chapter Thirty! Please enjoy the special occasion and enjoy reading! :)

Chapter Thirty:

The Aftermath

Cent:

Nearly an entire month passed since Cent and John managed defeat Travis Shaw. An entire month into the summer that has turned out to be Cent's greatest summer in her life. And during that same month, Cent saw great developments in and out of her relationship with John.

True to their word, it seemed that Syndicate was indeed staying out of their lives and away from John. In fact, they seemed to have disappeared, along with the body of Shaw, never to be heard of again. Secret societies like Syndicate always scared Cent to her core. One of her father's enemies was a secret organization and they kidnapped him. It just scared her that there were people out there who would ruin other lives in order to get what they want.

As for John, he seemed to be struggling to allow himself relax and go to public places without looking over his shoulder. Cent would find herself tearing up by seeing him experience this new found peace in his life. It wasn't that he didn't want that peace, it was that he had spent so many years on the run that it literally became his life. It was hard for him to reclaim his place as a social person again. But Cent did what she could to make sure that she helped him in any way that she could. She wanted to help John through this and start living the life he once knew before all of this.

But somewhere deep down, Cent knew that John would never be able to live like he once did with his parents. She could see it in his eyes. The permanent damage that was caused by Shaw and Syndicate. The same damage that meant he could never go back to that same life as a normal person. But then again, Cent and her family weren't exactly normal either.

Both John and Cent exited the 'Cinemark 12 Theater' and walked back to her car, holding hands and giggling together from the comedy movie they had just saw. The movie was one of them 'Adam Sandler' comedies, along with some other well-known actors who also starred in the movie too. Despite that Cent and John both agreed that Sandler's old movies were better, they also thought that he was still one hell of a actor to make everyone laugh.

It was a Friday night, just a regular date as they like to call it. Cent wanted to see the new romantic film with Keira Knightley, but she felt bad for John, knowing that despite how much of a romantic he can be and also his love of romantic movies, she knew that he was getting a little tired of romance films and decided to see a comedy instead.

Just as they reached Cent's red BMW, Cent grabbed John by his shirt and yanked him towards her, spinning him around and having his lips meet hers.

Ignoring the people passing them, they moved their arms around each other, locking themselves in one embrace, refusing to let go. Their kiss was soft and sweet, but it wasn't long until John started to press his body against Cent's, forcing her back into the side of her car, and their kiss was becoming hard and very powerful in almost every way. John moved his hands down Cent's sides and stopped at her hips. Cent's hands went around John's back, pushing him more against her.

A small kid came running pass them but stopped and turned to look at them. His eyes widened and made a face that said he was about to throw-up. He turned back around and ran back to where he came from.

"MOMMY!" the kid yelled. "Those two weirdoes are doing what those people do on tv!"

Cent and John had heard him loud and clear, and couldn't help but laugh at his words. While they didn't open their eyes or turn to where the kid ran, they just smiled and held onto each other. Just enjoying the moment that they were having together. Not a care in the world about what others thought.

But just as they were enjoying the peace around them, Cent could feel that John's attention was drawn else where. She opened her eyes and found him studying his surroundings, looking over his should and having an expression that showed that he was nervous and going into safety-mode for the moment. While he still had his arms around her and his body against hers, his full attention was not at her for the moment.

Cent used her hand to touch his cheek and bring his eyes to meet hers. She stared into them and then kissed him on the lips.

"Be here with me," she whispered. "I know you are still paranoid and worried, but please... just let it go for once." She stroked his cheek again and smiled. "Shaw is dead and Syndicate has agreed to leave you alone. It's all over. Stop fighting a fight that you have won and please, just be here with me." She paused. "I love you so much."

John smiled and leaned in, kissing her on the lips. He moved one hand behind her neck and another on her other cheek.

"I love you so much too," he said and put his forehead against hers.

Cent smiled and said, "Come on. Lets get back home. Don't want mom and dad to get worried all of sudden." She winked.

John winked back and delivered one more kiss.

Cent got in the driver's seat and started the car, while John got in on the passenger's side. Without another warning, Cent stepped on the gas pedal and drove out of the parking lot and onto the highway to head home.

Cent was once told by Zoe that she thought she was crazy for driving around when she can jump to any place she wants. But Cent really enjoyed driving her car around Los Angeles. It was her sense of freedom and stress relieving for her. Sure, she may jump herself and the car to other cities around the world and just drive. John would also have fun driving as well, but Cent wasn't so secured with his ''driving'' skills. But that is a different story.

For the past month, Cent found herself more connected to John and more in love with him than ever before. With no more enemies coming at them, they were allowed to do things that they couldn't do before. They could take walks in the most public places without being nervous or cautious.

The aftermath of everything that has happenedwas both easy and hard for our Cent and John to take in. While they did enjoy having a new sense of freedom, John was still having that same paranoia as before. But with Cent's help, John was recovering just fine.

As Cent drove along the highway, she looked at John and smiled. She reached across and took his hand, intertwining their fingers with each other.

John:

John laid on Cent's bed, his hands entertwined with Cent's, as she rested her head on his chest, enjoying his heartbeat and smiling each time she heard it. John stared at her, noticing all the small details that he just loves seeing.

He loved how she took each breath as she slept and how her smile grew bigger from the sound of his heartbeat. He loved how her hair on his shoulder, just loving the color and the feeling of it. He would smile even more whenever she moaned or made movement.

God, I love you! John said to himself.

Reaching up with one of this hands, he stroked her cheek and hair, just enjoying the feeling of her. He loved smelling her beautiful scent and just staring at her. He felt like he could remain like that forever and just never leave.

Finally, John managed to sneak off of Cent's bed, without waking her up. He moved so slow that it felt like an eternity when he finally slipped out the door and down the stairs of the house. Slipping on his shoes, he exited the back door and walked into the back yard. He felt like getting some air.

As he stood in the middle of the yard, concealed by the darkness of the night and his eyes closed, one thought kept coming to his head and he could get it out now. He spent the entire month trying to hold off of doing what he wanted to do, but felt that it wasn't the right time. After everything with Shaw and Syndicate, he didn't think it was the right time to ask the one question that he was planning to ask Cent a full month ago.

But as he thought, he also began to remember Shaw and his threats against him. Despite that he knew that Shaw was dead, he could feel that fear coming back and just tearing him apart on the inside. Tears formed in his eye and the memories came all at once. They seemed louder and more violent than ever. Just making him become more afraid.

"John? What are you doing out here?"

Snapping back to reality, John spun around, preparing to bring out his knife if he had to. But just as he looked behind him, he saw David Rice right behind him, in his pajamas.

Normally, John would laugh at the sight of a grown man in blue pajamas, but given the situation he was experiencing, he wasn't in the mood of laughing at all.

David raised an eyebrow and asked, "You alright?"

John calmed down and retreated the hidden knife back into his sleeve.

He nodded and said, "Yeah, just getting come fresh air."

David nodded and responded, "If I didn't know any better, I say that you were about to have a panic attack there. I could see your body shaking. Not to mention your eyes were wet from crying when you turned towards me." He paused. "What's the matter?"

John shook his head and said, "Trying to get things straight right now. Nothing feels... right anymore." He paused as he stared towards the ground and back up at David. "I mean, when I was on the run, everything was cut and run, plain and simple for a guy like me. Now I'm no longer being chased and my enemies are gone now." He paused and shook his head again. "I'm not sure what I'm supposed to be feeling now."

David nodded and walked forward, stopping a few feet from John.

"I know what you mean," he said. "When I ran away from my father all of those years ago, I escaped the punishment that he always gave me. But once I had done that I had no idea what to do next. Ended up robbing a bank and living off of bank money for a while after that. But then I met Millie..." He smiled as he said her name. "... the love of my life. I guess you could say that things were good and bad after we started a relationship. But all of it got better when I told her my secret as a Jumpers. It made us closer together as a couple and later on, marriage. But no matter what, a decision must be made about what you do next and how you want to live. But I can also tell that your situation is worse than mine."

John stared at him, nodding in agreement.

"Cent told me your whole story," John said. "From the government using you, to secret terrorist organizations kidnapping you, and then going into hiding soon after. But there was one story that I could help but actually find fascinating." He looked into David's eyes again. "Cent once told me about you losing your mom to a terrorist named Rashid Matar. The same terrorist responsible for a series of plane hijackings and bombings as well. I couldn't help but notice how much we both are alike in some ways. We both lost loved ones for a long time ago."

David lowered his head as he remembered that moment from as long ago.

"Yes, that is true," he confirmed. "It was a long time ago, about twenty-eight years by now. My mom was out on a business trip for the company that she helped run. Long before that, she ran away from my father when I very little. My father was one bastard for who he was. He beat my mother all the time and sometimes me as well. It was after my mom left that he turned his attention to me. But anyway, years after my mom left, she married a man named Mr. Niles, who I don't remember his first name anymore. Never really knew him that well. She became rich through the company that she helped run for him and started living a full life that she always dreamed of. Almost a year after I ran away from my father, we finally met for the first time in years and rekindled our relationship. I was mad at her for leaving me and wondered why she never came back for me. But then I learned that she did but couldn't gain custody of me from my father, who refused to allow her to see me. Both me and my mom started to grow more closer to each other than ever and kept I good contact with each other too..." He stopped as tears appeared in his eyes.

John knew what was coming next. He felt this more times than he could remember.

David wiped away the tears and continued, "After Millie and I broke up after I revealed my jumping ability, I watched a live footage on CNN about a terrorist hijacking of a plane that my mother was on. The leader, Rashid Matar, started executing prisoners when their demands weren't met. He shot my own mother on live news and didn't even show mercy about any of it. That was the moment when my anger reached a point in my life. I wanted vengeance. And yet... I was..." He couldn't find the words.

"Scared of wanting revenge," John finished for him.

David looked up at him in confusion.

"How did you know that?" he asked.

"When my parents were murdered by Shaw, all I had was this feeling of revenge and sadness," he explained. "But at the same time, I was scared of it and I tried to avoid it as much as possible. I didn't want to gain any of it, but I held onto it anyway. In a way, vengeance was what kept me alive all of those years on my own."

David nodded.

"What happened afterwards?"

David sighed and said, "I went after him of course. Me and Millie had gotten back together, just when we realized that our love for each other was too strong to be apart. We were in love and nothing could change that. But while I was searching for Matar, the U.S. government had realized that I was person who could teleport and tried to kidnap me. Somewhere along the line, I managed to capture Matar and hold him captive, but at the same time, I heard that Millie was kidnapped by the NSA, so I kidnapped the leader of the NSA to level things out. In the end, I came to realize that revenge wouldn't do any good and I let both Matar and the leader of the NSA go. Millie was returned to me sometime later, all because I agreed to work with the NSA and help out on a few missions for them. But the aftermath of everything that had happened had left me wounded in emotional ways I didn't understand. Millie helped me through it later on in my life. We married and then went on the run together. I owe that woman my life. She was there for me and even married an old tramp and wounded soul like me, even if it meant being separated by her family. In the end, Millie was the one to remain true to me and always has. I feel bad for the damage that I cause to her sometimes. I know she misses her mother, father, and brothers. But it was for the good of their safety. But I'm happy that I bring happiness and joy to her life, as she does to mine. I guess that is all that matters to her now."

John smiled and said, "I can tell that she is the one for you. You are one lucky man, David." He winked.

David smiled and replied, "I should be saying the same to you. Cent is one amazing girl, isn't she."

"Yes, yes she is," John smiled as he thought about her. "Thank you."

David frowned and asked, "For what?"

"For sharing your story with me. I guess we both are wounded souls who are struggling to survive the aftermath of our own wars. Both Millie and Cent are the repairers. They help us move on with our lives and give us something to live for. They provide the love and the happy-ever-after ending for us. But then again, nothing ever ends does it?" He winked again.

David smiled and said, "That's why I like you John. You're a romantic and a honest man. I'm very proud that Cent found you and fell in love with you. Even Millie is proud to have you part of this family. I just cannot wait to see some grandkids running around soon."

John's face and ears turned red from him mentioning that. But then he smiled and said, "David? I do have a question for you and this one might be the biggest of them all."

David nodded and said, "Sure, go ahead. Ask away."

John smiled even bigger and asked, "How do feel about adding me permanently onto your family tree?"

Cent:

Cent noticed a few things about John as they took a walk along the beach of Los Angeles, watching the sun set in the background of the ocean.

The entire day was just beautiful and wonderful in almost everyway. John had taken her out the most expensive restaurant in the city, taken her our for ice scream, took her shopping, and now they were walking along the most beautiful beach in the Los Angeles, watching the sun disappear before their eyes.

But Cent could tell that John was up to something and that he was nervous, very nervous indeed. He was sweating a little bit, which was fun for to watch as his shirt was stuck to his chest, and he was always reaching for something in his pocket, but not pulling whatever it is out. It was like he was making sure that whatever he had was still in his pocket and secured.

Finally, she asked, "John, are you okay?" She raised an eyebrow.

John looked at her and smiled.

"Of course," he kissed her on the forehead. "Why wouldn't I be?"

"Oh, no reason," she teased and giggled.

John smiled and they continued to walk for a little while longer. Hands intertwined and shoulder to shoulder.

While Cent was too distracted with watching the sun beginning to fully disappear, John allowed himself to fall on his back on the sand. He tightened his grip on Cent and pulled her with him.

"JOHN BALE!" Cent screamed with excitement and landed on top of John, laughing.

Time slowed down as they looked each other in the eyes and titled their heads towards each other. Feeling each other's breath and lips just inches away from each other, they clashed together in one powerful kiss, not once holding back. The kiss was both soft and hard, filled with emotions that just could be expressed in words.

After they pulled apart, Cent saw John reach into his pocket for something.

"What are you getting in that pocket of yours, John Bale?" she teased and kissed him again.

They both got up, off the sand and continued to kiss each other.

As they stood there, John looked back at the sun and then back at Cent, excitement filled his eyes.

Cent frowned and asked, "John, are you sure your okay?"

Nodding, he said, "Can you do me a favor and close my eyes, for me? I have a present for you."

Cent raised an eyebrow and said, "Another present? Are you sure you didn't hit your head or something?"

John smiled and pleaded, "Please?! It goes along with the gift very well. I can promise you that you will love your gift."

Laughing, Cent shook her head and said, "Okay, only just for you, since you are soooo hot and such a romantic."

She winked and then closed her eyes.

Cent could hear John trying to control his breathing.

With her eyes still closed, Cent asked, "What are you doing John? This better not be a prank! Or I will teach you a lesson about pranks!"

She heard him chuckle and then say, "Okay, you can open now."

Slowly and steady, Cent opened her eye and saw John down on one knee, with his finger tips holding something.

Cent's eyes widened when she realized what it was he was holding.

A wedding ring.

Frozen still and shocked to her core. She fully came to realize what John was doing and also started putting all of the pieces together of why he was acting so weird today. The reason he had decided to walk on the beach while the sun was setting. He was planning to propose to her.

"Oh my God!" was Cent's only words. Her eyes were huge as she looked from the ring and at John, who was all still and handsome as she remembered.

Reaching out and taking Cent's hand with his other free arm, he said, "Cent Mary Rice..."

"Oh my God," she repeated.

John smiled and chuckled a little bit at her reaction and continued, "... from the moment I met you, I was in love with you, even when I didn't know it at first. We I first saw you in the cafeteria of our school, I was captured by your heart and I was permanently yours forever. I came to realize that I had been given a second chance to live a normal life that my parents wanted me to live. You are my life Cent! I promise that with this ring, I will always love and care for you. I promise that we will grow old together. Have kids and watch them grow. And that when our time comes, we will be with each other when old age takes us. You are my fixer. I am a wounded soul that was supposed to be tossed out and abandoned, but you fix me every second of the day we are together. You help me learn to live again and I don't ever want to be without you. I can never love anyone else ever again, because you are the one and the only one person I will ever love in this world and in the next. But in order to start off our everlasting love, I need you answer me one thing..." He paused, completely at a loss of words. "... Cent Mary Rice, will you marry me?"

Cent was shocked beyond words and emotions as she heard John say all of these things to her. Tears were pouring down her cheeks and her eyes were just red from the crying. Her heart was jumping all around and she could literally hear it.

Finally regaining herself, she threw herself on John and they fell back into the sand together. Their lips clashed together it was no soft kiss this time. Both John and Cent moaned and their bodies pressed against each other.

"Yes! Oh God, yes! Yes, I will marry you, John Bale! I will give anything to be your wife and spend forever with you!" she cried out and kissed him again.

When they finally stopped kissing, still lying on the sand, with Cent on top of John, John took Cent's left hand and carefully put the wedding ring on Cent's fourth finger.

Cent studied it and said, "It's so beautiful! Just like you, John. You are so beautiful!"

John smiled and stroked her face, neck, and hair.

"Not as beautiful as you," he whispered and kissed her again.

Falling fully back against the sand again, they kissed and didn't notice as the sun had finally vanished, leaving darkness to take over what was left. Cent and John stayed that way for a while, not caring what the world thought about it.

When they finally realized how dark it was, they jumped straight to the beach house on their private island in the Caribbean.

Not bothering with turning on any of the lights, both Cent and John quickly tore each other's clothes off and made way to the master bedroom, where they made sweet, sweet love all throughout the night.

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Now that was beautiful! Cent and John are on their way to be married soon. Not to mention that we are seeing a nice bond between John and David as well. But I hope you guys loved this chapter. I still have more to present.

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