"Any movie?" I asked with a smile.
That caused his eyes to widen. "Not that!" he exclaimed.
I frowned "But, but, PLEASE!" I begged.
He laughed "Fine! Indiana I don't know why you get so much joy from a silly cowboy movie!" he said.
I rolled my eyes. "Haven't you learned that I'm in it for Dino!" I said with a wink.
Which really made him laugh. He started the movie as I handed him a plate and we dug through the food. My body must have been craving this because I started to feel better. I noticed Jax looking at me. I must have really scared him.
My favorite part came on. I said line for line and Jax laughed.
"Sometimes I wonder if you really are 18." He teased.
"Jax, don't be crazy! Sometimes I just enjoy some John Wayne and Dean Martin combo!" I said with a shrug.
This caused him to laugh. I felt so full and then he looked at me.
"There's cake!" he said matter of factly.
I looked at him like I was going to bust.
"UGH!" I groaned.
With a laugh, he knew there was no way I could eat cake.
"Midnight snack," he said with a wink.
I laugh and then grab my stomach. As he cleared the dishes off the bed, I snuggled back under the covers to finish watching the movie.
Just before he walked out the door I looked at him "Jax how come your bed is so comfortable!" I questioned.
All he did was shake his head with a big smile on his face.
Jackson's POV
Her color was coming back. She was even making jokes and laughing. Now my heart rate can lower. Although with her, she has been one to raise it just by being by me. I put the leftover food away and even the cake. I clean up the mess before heading back upstairs. I can't say this enough that she had me worried. Dad always said she was very important, he was put on her case before her parents died. He was actually heading over that way to talk to them all about her, he never would have known where we would be today. No one would have known her parents would be killed while she was at school. She never understood why they would attack her parents but I understood. They thought if they killed the parents, got her, and later down the line when she would be forced to trust them; she would help them rule the world. Although that idea was as dangerous as it comes. I watched the video with her and with the serial killer when she was younger. He snapped his neck right in front of her. I have never seen anything like that. My dad ran in there and pulled her out. Other agents wouldn't touch her and they barely looked at her. Even though they were already too late, she could have had them at her feet; just with her presence!
I walked upstairs, I noticed the movie was almost over so I climbed in next to her. "Indie" I announced.
She glanced at me. "Hm?"
I smiled as I touched her face "You aren't going to school tomorrow. Tomorrow you need to stay home and relax. I don't want that to happen again!" I said.
She frowned. "Jackson, I am fine! I just overdid it with Alex. I wasn't in control like I normally am. But if you want me home I will stay home." She sounded almost apologetic.
I smiled and kissed her cheek. I saw the movie ending and she laughed. I always enjoyed watching this movie with her. Even when she started drooling over Dean Martin. The movie ends and the credits roll.
I look at her and she yawns and sits up. "Indiana? Where are you going?" I asked.
She looks back at me. "Well to my bed of course. I am able to walk without trying to fall over!" She said matter of fact.
I frowned a bit. I grabbed her arm and pulled her back into bed. "Indiana, just stay here. If you are worried about me I will sleep on the floor or downstairs." I said, staring at her.
She rolled her eyes. All I could do was smile. "Jackson I am sure I can make it to my bed. I don't want you sleeping on the floor." She said, looking right at me.
She batted her eyes at me and I smiled "What Indie? And before you ask, we have been living together for almost 10 years, I know you better than you know yourself. What are you going to ask?" I questioned.
She gasps at the statement but I just laughed. "Jackson, will you read to me?" She begs.
I don't know why lately she wants that so much. I don't mind but I am curious. So I grabbed my book and turned the page.
Indiana's POV
If heaven was real I was visiting tonight. His voice is so soothing to me, I think that's the reason I liked it when he read to me. Plus there's no better moment to curl up, on him. If his voice soothed me then his heart was my own lullaby. I closed my eyes as he read, I felt his fingertips slide against the bare of my back.
I find myself awake but this time in a room I haven't seen in years. I looked around and noticed the pink walls and the frilly curtains. I look at the shelves of books and the toys that I never seemed to play with. I was about to step out of bed until I noticed on the floor a trail of blood. I started to walk towards the trail. Something kept dragging me to look under the bed. Something that I have never done. I never went back into my room after my parents died. Jax never asked me why but I wanted to forget anything and everything. I fell to my knees and looked under my bed. I saw him! The man who murdered my parents was there with a knife and a mask.
I woke up to Jackson shaking me. "Indie! Are you okay? What happened?" he shouted.
I cried on his chest, all he could do was comfort me. I knew I didn't want to go back to sleep. Was he up there waiting for me? Was he hoping I wouldn't stumble onto my parents and just end up in my room?
"Please tell me what is wrong?" Jax questioned.
I pulled away from him, "Jax, he was there, I know he was, I know he was waiting for me." I said in a ramble.
"Who was Indie?" he questioned.
"HIM!" I shouted in fear.