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Love is Strong	By : harry102 Category: +M through R > New Adventures of Jonny Quest, The Views: 8124 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Once Jonny was safely behind his locked bedroom door, he crashed on his bed immediately. His body was so tired, but his mind was inescapably filled with everything he knew he needed to be thinking about and everything he wanted to avoid thinking about. After about an hour of tossing and turning, he fell into a fitful sleep that was constantly interrupted by images of Jessie and his mother.

He woke up around 11:00 feeling only slightly refreshed, and decided to raid the kitchen for supplies so he could stay in his room and avoid everyone as much as possible today. He tried watching movies and surfing the web, but couldn’t focus on either. He’s gone over every possible scenario about his mother ten times, and has concluded that he can make no conclusions. As hard as it is, he knows that it’s pointless to think about it anymore until he gets more facts tonight.

‘Only twelve more hours until I meet Jade,’ he thinks, looking over at his clock. Now he just has this strong ache in the center of his gut as a result of the uncertainty about his mother, and he has no way to distract himself from it. Maybe he should have gone to the fair. At least his anger and discomfort over Jessie would have given him something else to think about.

‘Jessie,’ he thinks with a sigh. He doesn’t know what to do about her. He was afraid for so long to tell her how he felt because he thought she would get hurt if he loved her, and now that he wants to tell her, it just gets so screwed up every time he tries. ‘Maybe that’s a sign,’ he thinks, but he can’t get last night out of his mind. The way she looked at him, and how it felt to kiss her.

‘What the hell am I doing? I was so close,’ he thinks. He knows that he wasn’t imagining the connection he felt. He knows that she felt it too, but instead of trying to work it out, he’s just been ignoring her to protect his own feelings. He’s been doing this for years, and is now using his mother as an excuse to continue doing it.

She tried to explain/apologize to him last night and this morning, but he let his anger and bruised ego get in the way. What if she doesn’t appreciate his actions and decides to forget about him? He knows that she is just as stubborn as he is, and doesn’t doubt that her pride, among other things, would be enough to stop any relationship they could have before it starts. He’s the same way. They’ll never make it unless they’re completely honest with each other and he knows that, but being honest isn’t as easy as it should be.

Lying there thinking about her, a horrible realization hits him. What if he goes through all of this shit with his mother again and Jade turns out to be wrong? And what if he loses any chance he could have had with Jessie too? He can’t think of anything worse happening, but knows that this scenario is totally probable if he doesn’t do anything about it. He has no control over whether or not his mother is alive, but he does have a say in how things will turn out with Jessie. He’ll never forgive himself if he loses her over something as stupid as fear and pride, feelings that will fade far faster than his love for her ever could.

It’s only 1:00 now. They’ll still be at the fair for at least four more hours. He can go catch up to them and have fun with his best friend like he had planned to before all of this started. He can show Estella that he’s not intimidated by her, and he can show Jessie that he meant every word he said to her last night.

It took him forty minutes to get down to the fair and find them, but only thirty seconds to be totally stopped in his tracks. Against his better judgment, he stayed back to watch Jessie for a moment. She was leaning against a couple of benches and staring at the ground. He thought she looked sad, and he had an over whelming urge to walk up to her and kiss her, but he wasn’t the only one. He just stood there and watched as Jordan came up to her, lifted her chin with his finger and gently kissed her lips.

He turned away and made his way back to the car before they even finished, feeling like a hot coal was burning inside of him. It didn’t matter how much he tried to talk himself up, he didn’t think he could act graceful or even civil in an environment where Jessie could be kissed by another man at any given time. He had to get out of there before anyone saw him.

Hurt, angry, and desperately needing a distraction, he jumped into his car and picked up his cell. It rang twice before the other end picked up.

“Hey, meet me at my house as soon as you can,” he said quickly, and then hung up before he could change his mind.

When he arrived at the gates of the Compound twenty minutes later, she was waiting for him and he told her to hop in as he drove through the gates.

“What’s going on?” she asked, as they made their way through the foyer. “Where’s your family?”

“Christmas Fair,” he answered gruffly, pulling her to him by the waist and kissing her deeply.

“What are you doing?” she giggled, as she wrapped her arms around his neck and he pressed her against the wall.

“What I plan on doing for the next two hours,” he answered against her lips and then claimed them again.

Once he was as close to her as possible, she wrapped her legs around him and he carried her to his room. No more words were spoken.

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“Well that was quite an enjoyable way to spend the afternoon,” Mary breathed, as she stretched herself out like a cat on his bed. “So what made you call?” she asked.

“Just wanted to see you,” he answered with a grin.

“And make out with me for two hours,” she added with a smile. “Not that I’m complaining. You’re an amazing kisser.”

He just shrugged nonchalantly at her comment, getting up off the bed and straightening his clothes. He didn’t feel guilty for using her because he knew that she didn’t mind, and because she used him more than he could ever use her. It’s not like she really cared about him or anything. He was like a goddamn trophy to these girls, and he knew it.

“You know you could’ve seen a lot more of me if you wanted to,” she said playfully still sprawled out on his bed and looking beautiful.

“Yes, you made that quite clear,” he laughed.

“You have a will of steel, you know that,” she told him, as she walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his waist, massaging him seductively.

“I know,” he answered. “But believe me, you are beyond tempting,” he said before giving her one last kiss. He didn’t wanna continue this conversation. “You better get outta here before my family gets back. I’m supposed to be sick remember?” he smiled.

“You’re so cute,” she laughed. “But it’s so unlike you to demand a booty call.”

“Hey, I didn’t demand a thing you weren’t more than willing to participate in,” he smiled. “You wanna ride to your car?” he asked.

“No, that’s fine. Just walk me to the door Romeo,” she said, pulling him out of the room by his shirt.

“So was I a good distraction?” she asked rather knowingly as they reached the door.

“You have no idea,” he smirked. “I’ll make it up to you,” he promised.

“No need,” she answered. “I quite enjoyed myself. Later.”

“Bye,” he replied, and then made his way back up to his room after opening the front gate for her. ‘Only seven and a half more hours,’ he thought.

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Jessie was ready to leave the fair about three minutes before they arrived, so when her father suggested that they head back and go to an early dinner since they’d be traveling tomorrow, Jessie was really grateful.

She was even more grateful when he put his arms around her shoulders before Jordan could as they walked back to the car. “You alright?” he whispered.

“Yeah,” she shook her head. “I just feel like I’m in a room screaming right now, and no one can tell. What should I do?” she whispered back.

“I think you need to be honest, sweetie,” he told her. “But I think you already knew that,” he finished as they reached the car.

She knew that he was right, and it didn’t make her feel any better. She didn’t really think she could feel any worse until she saw Mary about to get in her car as they pulled up to the front gate of the Compound.

“Hey Mary,” Dr. Quest had rolled down the window to greet her.

“Hi, Dr Quest,” she smiled brightly. “Jonny told me he wasn’t feeling well, so I came to keep him company for a bit.”

‘And you missed a button you fucking whore,’ Jessie thought.

“How ya doing, Jess? Jonny didn’t mention that you were home. How’s Harvard?” Mary asked.

‘Bitch,’ Jessie thought. “It’s good,” she answered.

“Good. Well, enjoy the rest of your day everyone. I’ll see you around,” Mary said as she hopped in her car and then drove off.

Now Jessie really felt like she was screaming and no one could hear her. She avoided eye contact with both of her parents, and just tried to control her breathing as they made their way up to the main house. She wanted to be alone. She needed to think. What was going on? Did Jonny invite her here? Did she come on her own? What were they doing? She needed to talk with him now, and she had the perfect excuse.

“I’m gonna go check on Jonny and take him his cookies,” Jessie announced as they got out of the car.

“Tell him to be ready for dinner in an hour, will you sweetheart?” Dr Quest requested.

“Not a problem,” she yelled back.

Jessie didn’t give him the courtesy of a knock this time. He wasn’t getting a choice over whether or not he wanted to talk to her. She needed to clear the air. So she just barged right into his room where he had apparently just gotten out of the shower.

“Jeez…Jess,” he exclaimed barely getting the chance to cover himself before she saw anything. “What the hell?” he asked at her intrusion and the menacing look on her face.

“I brought you your favorite cookies,” she said tightly and then threw them right past his ear so that they it the wall. “But I’m guessing any hunger you had has already been satisfied,” she spat out, not allowing her voice to waver or rise too far above normal conversation levels. The last thing she wanted was an audience.

“What the hell are you talking about?” he questioned, adjusting his towel slightly.

It didn’t escape her for a second how good he looked in it either, and she became irrationally jealous in that moment of any other girl who might get to see him like this. Particularly, Mary.

“You know,” she started in a tone that he knew wasn’t good. “I learned some really fascinating things in my animal studies course this semester. The intelligence of certain species of gorilla is astounding. They can paint and do sign language. Hell, they can even dress themselves properly. Maybe you should fuck them. Not as pretty as you’re used to, but at least they’d be a step up in the intelligence department,” she finished heatedly.

“Again, what the hell are you going off about?” he asked, although he had a pretty good clue now. He jumped in the shower to cool off after Mary left, but he wasn’t in there for very long.

“I thought you were sick. I felt bad that you were missing out on the fair,” she whispered fiercely, getting a little in his face. “But you just lied to us so that you could have the house to yourself with your little whore, didn’t you?” she accused. “You are just like my father, aren’t you?” she said in a broken voice. She couldn’t stop her tears at this revelation and then turned to leave the room. She’s embarrassed that she let herself get so upset over him, but especially in front of him. Now she really wants to be alone, but he grabbed her arm and wouldn’t let her leave.

“Get off me,” she said weakly. She hated that this man could bring her to her knees.

“No,” he replied, pulling her back into the room. “You had your say, now I get mine. I love the fair. It’s my favorite tradition, and I was looking forward to going with you and having fun this year, but I didn’t like the idea of being the third wheel. Not to mention the fact that I really didn’t feel like spending the whole day with your mother either. I’m sorry,” he said at the look she gave him. “I know she’s your mother and I respect that, but she doesn’t respect me, so I thought it’d be better for everyone if someone just stepped back, and I really didn’t think she’d be willing to do that. I was tired anyway, and I really did wanna take a nap,” he said slowly.

“Well I guess you didn’t get much rest,” she said bitterly, pulling her arm away from him. The thought of the two of them in this room together made her feel like she was choking, and then new tears began to fall down her face. ‘This is ridiculous,’ she thinks. ‘I never cry, but how many times have I cried over him? I hate feeling this way.’

Jonny hated that he was the reason she was so upset. He wanted to hold her so badly in that moment, but he got angry when she tried to walk away again. He didn’t do anything wrong.

“I wasn’t doing anything that you weren’t,” he countered, stopping her in her tracks.

“Excuse me?” she said shocked. “I have never had sex with Jordan or anyone else for that matter,” she fumed, angry with herself for not being honest with him to begin with. Things could be so different right now. “I’d never let someone that close to me unless I loved them,” she finished.

“Neither would I,” he replied, taking a step closer to her, anger fading as relief coursed through his veins at her admission.

“You love Mary?” she asked almost heart broken, and stepped back until she felt the wall supporting her.

“No,” he answered, stepping closer to her again. “And I’ve never slept with her or anyone else either.” He almost added, ‘Not that it’s any of your business,’ but bit his tongue.

At this point, Jessie was breathing heavily, but her tears had stopped. She was unconsciously playing with the locket around her neck, and Jonny’s heart skipped a beat when he noticed, thinking about everything that the locket was supposed to represent. He had and overpowering desire to be honest with her, remembering a few words from his mother’s letter: Fight for her.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered, taking another step closer so that there was practically no distance between them now, and putting is hand on the side of her face slowly. He felt like he’d won a small battle when she didn’t push him away. “I was a stupid and impulsive jerk today. I did come to the fair,” he told her haltingly, and she looked up with a surprised reaction on her face.

He just breathed deeply and then continued. “You looked sad,” he commented.

“I missed you,” she said right into his eyes. “All I could think about all day was that you were here by yourself, and it was my fault. I hated doing things with Jordan that I should’ve been doing with you,” she finished.

“I saw him kiss you,” he told her without thinking about it. She just stared at him not knowing what to say. “I was jealous,” he continued. “I needed a distraction so I called Mary, and we just kissed for a while. That’s all” he told her honestly. “I didn’t think you guys would be home for at least another hour. I only did it to make myself feel better, not to hurt you. I would never hurt you on purpose,” he finished softly.

“I know,” she whispered, and brought her hand up to his face, as well. “I know,” she repeated.

“And it didn’t make me feel better,” he admitted.

Fight for her, he heard in his head, and then he allowed himself to forget about everything else he was feeling for a minute and kissed her lightly, almost chastely, on the lips.

She didn’t respond at first, but she didn’t pull away either, so he slowly worked his lower lip between hers to suck gently on her mouth. He still had one hand on her face, but pulled away to brace himself against the wall when she began to kiss him back. It was amazing. He would’ve used the other to pull her closer if he wasn’t worried about dropping his towel. She kept a hand on his face too, and the other at her side. She was almost afraid to touch him.

Jessie felt like she could faint from his actions. He kept trapping one of her lips between his and then he’d pull back slowly and release her barely long enough to catch half a breath before closing in on her again. It was absolutely intoxicating.

The small sounds she was making were enough to drive him insane, but when she began running the hand that had been at her side up and down his bare chest, he really started to wish he’d more clothes on.

When he pulled back to catch his breath and gain a little composure, he didn’t feel the need to give her much space. They were forehead to forehead, nose to nose, and every hot breath was intermingled. He needed to be close to her.

Neither could talk. Jonny because he didn’t know what to say, and Jessie because she couldn’t focus on anything but his eyes and the way he was looking at her.

“Believe me, I’ve never kissed Mary, or anyone else, like this,” he breathed, and then kissed her again. “And I fucking hate that Jordan gets to do this,” and he kissed her one more time, “…whenever he wants to,” he finished out of breath, and then she kissed him.

“Jonny,” Jessie breathed distractedly when they pulled back. “I…”

“Hey Baby,” they both then heard yelled from the hallway.

“Fuck,” Jonny cursed quietly with frustration.

‘Shit,’ Jessie thought as she saw Jonny slowly close his eyes for a second, and then walk back into his bathroom and slam the door shut.

“Jess,” Jordan yelled again.

“Yeah?” Jessie asked annoyed, as she walked out of Jonny’s room and into the hallway. She hoped he couldn’t see how flush she felt.

“Hey,” he said with a smile. “Your mom told me to come check on you,” he told her.

“What…Why?” Jessie asked confused.

“Just seemed like you were up here for a while,” he answered.

“Yeah, well I’m allowed to tell my best friend about my day,” she countered. “You can relay that little message to my mom if you’d like,” she finished angrily and then blew right past him into her room.

“Hey Jess,” he knocked on her door. “Let me in. What’s up?” he asked.

“Leave me alone,” she yelled. “And tell my mother she better not come up here if she knows what’s good for her.”

She was so thankful when she heard him walk away. She has about fifty different feelings going through her right now, and doesn’t know which one to focus on. She’s furious at her mother and Jordan, she’s still angry at Jonny about Mary even though she knows it’s wrong to be, and she’s confused by what just happened between her and Jonny yet happy at the same time because it felt so good. Mostly she just wants to know how he’s feeling.

Meanwhile, Jonny has spent the last few minutes sitting on the edge of his tub with his head in his hands. He was just as confused as Jessie.

‘Oh my God,’ he thought. ‘That was so…,’ he didn’t even know. That was so a lot of things, but mostly it was just amazing. ‘She was definitely jealous about Mary too,’ he thought, and couldn’t help but smile a little. For the first time, he feels like he has a real shot with her, but he doesn’t wanna get too involved until this situation with his mother is cleared up. That’s where his focus should be right now.

“Hey Jonny,” he heard his father calling from his room.

Jonny threw on a pair of pants before coming out of the bathroom. “Hey pop,” he greeted.

“How’re you feeling?” his father asked.

“Better. I’m just tired,” he said. “I haven’t been sleeping well lately,” he admitted.

“Is something bothering you?” his father inquired.

“Nah,” Jonny lied.

“Did Jessie tell you that we’re leaving for dinner soon?” he asked.

“Yeah, do you think we could do that another time dad?” he questioned hopefully. “I really don’t feel like going out tonight. Besides, I’d rather it be just family anyway. Hadji’s not even here,” he finished, praying that his father wouldn’t push him.

“I already told Mrs. Evans not to bother coming over tonight,” he responded.

“Can we just order pizza and watch movies?” Jonny asked, thinking that he wouldn’t have to talk to anyone if they watched movies.

“Sure, I’ll gonna go order now. Why don’t you come down with me?” his father suggested.

“Uh,” Jonny started. “I’ll be down in a few.”

“Alright, I’ll see you then,” his father said and began to walk away, but then stopped and turned back towards his son. “I just want to tell you one more time how proud I am Jonny,” he smiled. Jonny smiled genuinely too. His father’s opinion meant the world to him. “Your mother would be proud too,” he said slowly. “And not just because of your acceptances,” he finished and then walked out of the room.

Jonny just stood there stunned for a few minutes. Talk about signs. That was the first time his father had brought up his mother since she died. He just hoped it was a good sign. He’d have plenty of time to think about that later though he realized as he put on a shirt. For now, he just has to get through the next couple hours.

About thirty minutes later, Jonny walked out his door and saw Jess’ door open out of the corner of his eye, as well. She stopped in her tracks when she saw him. She was just about to go downstairs to talk to her mother.

“Hey,” they said simultaneously and then smiled a little.

“I...uh...forgot to tell you that we’re supposed to be leaving for dinner soon,” she piped in.

“Yeah, I talked to my dad,” he said. “He’s just gonna order pizza, and I think we’re gonna watch movies. I don’t know about you, but I really didn’t wanna go out tonight.”

“Me either,” she said. “You have know idea,” she grinned and then let out a deep breath.

“So you ready to go join the family fun,” he joked, and then offered her his arm. He was determined to keep things as normal as possible between them until things settled down.

“As I’ll ever be,” she answered unenthusiastically, but appreciated his gesture. “Let’s get this over with.”

When they walked into the living room arm and arm and laughing, Estella was livid, but she didn’t dare say a word after the look her daughter shot her.

“So what movie should we watch tonight?” Dr Quest asked everyone.

“Diehard,” Jonny and Jessie answered at the same time.

“We’ve always been right here Ace,” he said, indicating with his fingers that they see eye to eye.

“I’ve never seen Diehard,” Jordan cut in.

“What?” Jonny asked shocked. “It’s a cinematic masterpiece.”

“Bruce Willis at his finest,” Jessie added and then the door bell rang.

“Let’s go in the dining room,” Dr. Quest said. “Jonny will you grab the pizzas?”

“Sure thing pop,” he answered. “I can’t believe you’d date a man that’s never seen Diehard,” he whispered with a smile as he passed Jessie.

“Shut it,” she laughed, pushing him out of the room. It felt really good to joke around with him like normal, but she knew they needed to talk seriously and soon. She definitely felt like they were in the calm before the storm, pretending like everything was normal.

“Jessie,” Estella called, but was ignored to her great displeasure.

“So are you feeling better Jonny?” Estella asked as they all sat down to eat.

“Much thanks,” he answered without looking in her direction.

He was able to avoid conversation for the rest of the meal as his father and Jordan got into a very boring physics discussion, but he was grateful for it.

“Alright, movie time,” Race announced, and Jonny got a look on his face that Jessie immediately recognized as he got up from the table quickly and made his way to the living room.

“No, don’t you dare Hotshot,” she screamed, getting up after him. “It’s my turn,” she laughed.

“What’s going on?” Estella asked.

“They insist on fighting over the best spot on the couch,” Dr. Quest informed her.

“Move,” they heard Jessie giggle from the other room.

“Nope, you were just too slow,” he grinned. “Spot’s mine now, sorry. You’re just gonna have to settle for second best and sit next to me.”

“I wouldn’t really consider that second best,” she told him quietly, sitting down beside him as everyone else came into the room.

Jordan of course sat on the other side of Jessie, which made it even harder for Jonny to pretend like he was paying attention to the movie. However, he didn’t feel as bad as he could have since Jessie preempted Jordan’s attempts to cuddle by leaning against him to have better access the popcorn bowl between his legs.

At 11:15, Jonny excused himself in the middle of the third movie. “Goodnight everyone. I’m beat,” he told them, and he really was. It looked like he’d be working off adrenaline again tonight, but that was fine. He could handle it.

His heart started beating wildly as soon as he began making his way up the stairs. As much as he needed to go with Jade tonight, he didn’t want to. He’s scared about what they’re gonna find, and he suddenly wishes that Jessie were coming with him. It’d be easier for him to handle bad news if she were there, but he knows it’s better this way.

Once he gets to his room, he quickly blinds IRIS and grabs his bag. A half an hour later, he’s at the edge of the Compound waiting for Jade. He has the information she requested about the house, and he’s hoping that when she fills him in on how this all came up again it’ll make him feel more confident about what they’re about to do.

“Hey Stud, you ready to do this?” she questioned, as she rolled up to him in a black SUV.

“As I’ll ever be,” he replied, echoing Jessie’s earlier sentiments and shaking his head. He threw his bag into the back seat, and then climbed up front.

“Ok,” he said all business as she began to drive again. “How did this all come up again Jade? Tell me everything,” he insisted.
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