"We should probably leave, who knows when the owners will come back." Jack said gently. Jamie smiled a little, chuckling.

"Don't worry about that. It's a rental, the owners don't live here. I'm pretty sure it's off season here for this rental to be in use. Probably why the power isn't on. I tried turning a light on earlier."

"Okay." He didn't speak for a long moment.

"Jamie."

"Hmmm?"

"I'm kind of bored, what are we gonna do now?" He said, blushing. Jamie didn't have an answer for that, but he did notice the blush and muttered, a tinge of amusement in his tone.

"You sure you haven't answered your own question there?"

"I don't know." Jack chuckled, still blushing.

"If your expression is anything to go by I'd say you've come up with something." Jamie replied with a slight smile.

"Maybe you'd like to share?"

"I um... um..." Jack blushed bluer by the second and then hid under the blankets from Jamie who chuckled softly.

"Really Jack? NOW you're getting shy?" Jamie seemed amused by this.

"It's nothing!" Jack yelled in a huff, hiding in the blankets, which started to frost in his embarrassment as the room's temperature dropped.

"Then why are you making such a fuss and frosting the blanket?"

"I'm not frosting anything and it's nothing." Jack growled.

"Jamie... I dare you to put your fingers there..."

"Where? Here?" Jamie trailed his fingers along the edge of the frosted blanket and over where Jack's head would be.

"Or maybe you meant here..." His fingers skimmed down the blanket down Jack's chest. Jack growled.

"Stop it." He turned a little from Jamie beneath the covers. Jamie considered what to do next. He was trying to help Jack with his boredom after all, not make him mad... After a moment he decided to try something different and sent a trickle of frost down along Jack's hoodie. It wouldn't be cold to Jack of course, but it would definitely distract him.

Jamie shifted after a moment to lay next to Jack with a satisfied sigh, he nuzzled against him; it had been SO worth it, sneaking off with one of his mom's romance books... Jack slowly fell asleep as that had taken everything out of him. Jamie nuzzled against Jack and drifted into a light doze, dreaming of Jack as he held him close; Jack dreamed of Jamie as well that night. When sunlight filtered through the window the following morning, Jamie only curled closer, burying his head against Jack's hoodie. Jack opened his eyes gently as the rest of the night he'd been very hot. Jamie snuggled against Jack the whole night, his natural cold clashing with the heat like an ice pack that never melted. Jack shivered, sitting up; he shook his head only to turn to see Gale sitting in the chair reading a leftover magazine, though he was mostly transparent like a ghost. Gale didn't seem interested in Jack as he flipped through the magazine. Jack's breadth caught.

"What are you doing here?" His voice was small and he clutched Jamie tighter. Gale looked up from the magazine.

"Got bored. What's it to you? This thing is more interesting." He replied and turned a page, going back to the article he'd been reading.

"Get out." Jack growled. He didn't want to deal with Gale because just seeing him made Jakoul squirm in him; his eyes narrowed at the other in pure fury. Gale raised an eyebrow at Jack.

"Really? Well... if you insist..." Gale moved over to Jamie with a smirk and disappeared, taking over. He got up and opened the window, climbing out.

"NO!" He scrambled after him.

"LEAVE JAMIE ALONE! STOP!" He cried, first fixing his pants before he flew after the other, tackling him to the ground.

"I won't lose Jamie a second time."

"Ack!" Gale tumbled to the ground when Jack tackled him.

"Geez Frost! Can't you make up your mind?" Jack breathed heavily.

"Sorry... please, just stop." He hissed, his own pain showing as Jakoul took advantage to try and get him to submit but it wasn't working.

"Seriously. I come out for ONE night just to read and you lose it." Gale rolled his eyes.

"Just keep your pants on will ya? I don't have enough energy to do much more or hadn't you noticed?" Jack huffed.

"It's not that... it's just when you do stuff like that... I don't want to lose him; you wouldn't understand that at all." Gale sighed.

"That's really what this is about." He rolled his eyes a little as he got up, dusting himself off; a habit really since dust didn't really collect on spirits like it did humans. Jack huffed.

"You're just... ugh!" He sat on the ground ignoring Gale.

"Anyway, can you now stop controlling him so I can set him in bed?"

"Geez, you really have anger issues. You need to chill more, but yeah... fine... Just don't freak on me okay? Geez." Gale reappeared next to Jamie, transparent like before; causing Jamie to collapse. Jack caught him before he hit the ground; he breathed heavily as his heart nearly stopped at that, he picked Jamie up and flew back towards the window. Gale followed behind, seeing as how he was linked to Jamie; once back in the room Gale went back to his article without another word.

"What's the article about?"

"Ufos." Gale replied absently, flipping the page.

"What kinds?" He asked, sitting on the chair's back to look over his shoulder at the article.

"What the hell!? That's so not real." Gale glared a little at Jack.

"Seriously... personal space dude. Plus don't you know it's rude to read over someone else's shoulder? I didn't start reading this because it's real." Jack chuckled, poking Gale even though he wasn't completely visible didn't mean he wasn't solid; he laughed, having fun annoying Gale.

"Anyone ever tell you that you're annoying Frost?" Gale asked with a hint of a growl, though he yawned and glanced over at the clock nearby.

"Hrm... Later." After a moment he floated over to Jamie and disappeared back inside, but he didn't take control as he fell asleep. Jack chuckled.

"Yeah, tons of people." He laughed, making Jakoul growl at his happiness. Jamie shifted a little, but didn't wake just yet, mumbling Jack's name in his sleep.