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I Would Do Anything For You	By : tj Category: +M through R > Real Adventures of Jonny Quest, The Views: 3344 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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“A little antsy?” Race asked his daughter quietly, noticing that she had taken to biting her nails. It was over an hour later and they were still waiting in Harvard Yard for the rest of her friends to pack and gather back together. Over half of them had arrived and Dr. Quest was holding court as they discussed the theory of quantum entanglement.
“I’m sorry,” she apologized. “I just want to get there already and I am NOT looking forward to this flight,” she finished with a grin. “Do you need help with take-off and landing and everything in between?” she then joked.
“None of the above,” he pulled her close and kissed the side of her head lovingly. “…but I will be your safe haven anytime if you need to sneak away.”
“Thanks, daddy. I’ll stick it out as long as I can,” she laughed bouncing her legs continuously and then she felt a vibration in her back pocket that always brought a smile to her face.
‘How much longer do I have to wait to get you all to myself, beautiful?’
‘I’m hoping to be there by six or seven. I may accidentally hurt someone en route though…’
‘Then you are all mine for an early dinner, baby…and try to restrain yourself.’
‘Just to be clear…will there be actual food involved ;)’
‘Eventually… Call me when you are close.”
“You have that stupid grin on your face,” Race commented with a sigh.
“What are you talking about?”
“…don’t play dumb,” he interrupted.
“I really missed him,” she admitted. “It was so much harder than I expected.”
“Well…he was pretty annoying about it too if it makes you feel better.”
“It does actually.”
“He was moody and distant…there were even a few times I was afraid he’d start crying…”
“…now I know you are lying. That’s bull,” she laughed out loud.
“Yeah…but he was still kinda annoying,” Race teased.
Jessie did not enjoy causing Jonny any pain, but it did her heart good to have an outside party confirm that this separation was not any easier for him. The last two weeks were especially hard because she had spent every waking moment studying for finals. She was distracted and stressed during every conversation they had. She knew it, but more importantly he knew it and did not hold it against her. He was patient and understanding and she fully intended on showing him how much she appreciated it. She has not seen him since the morning she left for orientation. One hundred and seven days ago and yes she had been counting. They both were counting.

One Hundred and Eight Days Ago
“Thank you,” she whispered into his chest.
“ANYTIME,” he declared.
“Not for that,” she slapped him playfully. “This entire evening has been perfect. I want more perfect evenings like this. I plan to give them to you. You know that, right?”
“Don’t get sad on me. We’ll be fine, baby. It’ll take much more than distance to come between us.”
“I’ve been meaning to talk to you about that,” she cut in with a distressed look on her face. “I’ve been procrastinating because I didn’t know how to say it right, but now I’m leaving tomorrow and I still don’t know how…”
“Your babbling, love. Please don’t break up with me while I am naked though…that would be really awkward,” he laughed.
“WHAT,” she shot up like a rocket and tears immediately sprung to her eyes. “Why would you say that?”
“It was a stupid joke, Jess. What has gotten into you?”
“Sorry,” she apologized and began to quickly redress.
“Don’t be hasty with the clothes,” he urged. “We have a few more hours before your dad sends out a search party. Come back here and talk to me.”
“I’m sorry,” she crawled back into bed and right into his waiting arms, feeling like an idiot. He got her to laugh softly when he awkwardly removed what little clothing she had managed to replace with one hand. “I’m so sorry.”
“You already said that,” he whispered in her ear and wiped the tears from her cheeks. “Talk to me.”
“Not my strong suit…”
“…but we’ve made so much progress with that in the last four years,” he smiled against her skin.
“Only because you’re the most patient man alive to put up with my emotional limitations.”
“I figure it’s all just part of the Bannon charm,” he mused.
“Why do you put up with me?” she asked gloomily.
“Easy. I am crazy stupid in love with you.” His confession got her to laugh again and then he stroked her hair and just waited for her to talk. When a few minutes passed in silence, his heart began to race. “Just to confirm…you’re not breaking up with me, right?”
“Not ever.”
“Are you pregnant?” he asked quickly.
“Hell no, Jonny.”
“Well I had to ask,” he sighed. “I’ve never seen you get upset like that before. I’m flying blind here.”
“It’s nothing like that,” she sat up and pulled him with her so they were eye level.
“I have a huge favor to ask and I’m really afraid you’re gonna take it the wrong way,” she admitted.
“What are you afraid of?”
“That you will doubt how crazy stupid in love with you that I am,” she grinned.
“There are plenty of things in life that I’m insecure about and that I second guess, but I’ve never doubted that, baby. Tell me what you need.”
“I need to prove to myself that I can be on my own and be independent,” she said haltingly. “I’m going to be at Harvard for possibly the next four years and I need to carve out a life for myself in Boston.”
“So what do you want me to do?”
“I don’t want you to come with me tomorrow,” she finally breathed out and it may have been the hardest thing she ever had to do. “And I want to stay up there on my own for fall break and the Thanksgiving holiday,” she added quickly.
“Why…umm. I mean I understand why you need that, but I don’t understand how spending those few extra days apart is helpful. Why do you want to completely exclude me from your new world?”
“It’s not that, babe.”
“That’s how it feels.”
“This is what I was afraid of…”
“How do you expect me to react when you tell me you don’t want to see me for three months,” he cut in. “How would you feel?”
“Paralyzed with fear that you may finally go for one of those ridiculous girls that throw themselves at you constantly,” she conceded.
“You have that little faith in me?” he asked in disbelief.
“No…that’s just my own insecurities talking,” she looked away. “And to be clear I would HATE it if our positions were reversed and you asked me to do this, which makes me a huge hypocrite.”
“…but you’re still asking?” he sighed in defeat, jumping out of bed despite her protests and throwing his boxers on quickly in the process. He made his way over to the large bay window and it broke her heart when she saw his shoulders slump.
She knew him well enough to know that he needed a few quiet minutes to process his thoughts. With that in mind, she tiptoed out of bed and threw on his shirt. She pulled it up over her face and took in his scent, making a mental note to steal a few of his shirts to take with her. Then she walked up behind him and softly ran her fingertips down the length of his strong back. His breathing picked up noticeably at her gentle touch.
“I’m so fucking mad at you right now,” he breathed out calmly.
“I know,” she whispered, but didn’t move away from him. Instead, she wrapped her arms around his midsection and lightly scratched his abs. He loved that and she knew it.
“Fuck,” he hissed.
“I love…hmm,” he cut her off with a searing kiss. A life-changing, soul-crushing and I-can’t-live-without-you-kiss. His huge hands enveloping her face, cradling the back of her head and eventually slipping down her body with precision. “I love you desperately. You have to know that,” she professed when he shifted attention to her neck and picked her up to carry her back to the bed.
Then he threw her down on the bed roughly and stepped back to slip out of his boxers. It did not matter how many times she saw him like this. Her mouth watered every single time. “Leave it on,” he ordered fiercely when she made a move to remove his shirt. “Hands on the headboard and don’t let go unless I tell you to, understand?”
“What are you doing to me,” she panted, but did exactly as she was told.
“Making sure I’m the only one you’ll ever want…”
“You already are…oh,” she cried out as he pushed her legs apart and his tongue inside her before another thought passed through her brain. "Baby...Jesus Christ!"
'He is so good at this,' she thought. 'Am I crazy to give this up for three months? Oh God...right there.'
"Right there. Oh God," she panted. "Don't stop doing that, Jonny."
"Say my name again," he ordered and then sucked on her clit harder.
"JONNY," she yelled for anyone to hear as her orgasm overtook every sense. It never took long for her to come when he was going down on her She loved it and she loved it when he told her what to do in the bedroom. "I love you...ha...don't stop...never stop...WHY THE HELL ARE YOU STOPPING?" she grunted with sweat beading on her forehead as he sucked on her inner thigh, but refused to move where she wanted him. "Is this you punishing me?"
"Where are your hands?" he asked quietly in response.
"Huh...oh shit," she smiled, noticing that they were firmly planted in his hair.
"Hands on the headboard," he demanded.
"You are so goddamn sexy," she sighed as she complied.
Jonny licked her softly until he had her writhing beneath him again and then began to kiss his way up her body.
"I want you," she begged and arched her back when his hands reached her hips.
"You have me," he growled with a sexy grin. "Now turn over, baby."
"Can I take my hands off the headboard now?" she asked and bit her lip.
"No...and I'd advise you to hold on."
He helped her turn over and then pulled her hips up toward him. A groan escaped his lips in anticipation because he knew exactly how good she would feel. He tried to enter her slowly, but his girl was having none of that.
"So deep," he moaned and then grabbed a fisful of her hair. He loved this position, but they rarely used it because he loved other positions more.
They were lost in the movement of their hips for a few minutes before he tried to flip her back over.
"No," she protested. "This feels so good."
"I want to see your face when I make you come," he responded simply. How could she argue with that.

“I already miss you,” he complained and held her tighter.
“Same…and before you say it, I know I’m the reason that the missing will be made worse,” she kissed his chest. “I promise I will make it up to you.”
“How?” he asked.
“If you decide to go to Stanford,” she paused. “…I’ll transfer.”
“I would never ask you to do that,” he shook his head.
“You didn’t. I believe I offered,” she smiled. “I mean it, Jonny. I don’t want to wait five years to start our life together. I don’t care if we start at Harvard or Stanford as long as we are together, but we can’t avoid being separated this first year so I do think this will be a good test for us.”
“I’m not going to let you make a promise like that,” he sighed. “We will figure that out when the time comes. For now, I just want to know what you are going to give me in one hundred and seven days?” he grinned his beautiful boyish grin.
“What do you want, babe?”
He paused a beat and then kissed her temple. “Surprise me, Ace.”
“Are we ok?” she asked. “Because I won’t do this if we’re not. Nothing is more important to me then us.”
“We are fine. We’ll be fine,” he promised. “We have to be. You’re my penguin.”
“You’re my penguin too, baby.”

“Seriously stop with the stupid grin,” Race teased, cutting into her memory.
“Sorry. So how far behind are the renovations on the Florida Compound? You didn’t give me any details last time we talked?” she asked.
“I knew you had enough to worry about with exams. At least three months behind,” Race sighed. “Half the reason we decided to have Christmas down there this year was to apply some pressure in person.”
“That’s good,” she responded distractedly. “Finally,” she then jumped up when she saw the remainder of her friends making their way towards them. “Let’s go. Let’s go.”
Once they were all gathered, it took another five minutes to figure out who would travel in each van because all of her friends shamelessly wanted to sit with Dr. Quest.
“Just breathe, sweetheart. We will be there in a few hours,” Race laughed at his daughter as they made their way to the airport.
“I know. I’m so excited,” she bounced like a kid at Christmas.
“You will have plenty of distractions to keep you occupied during the flight,” he advised.
Her father was not kidding. There was a huge flurry of activity as they all boarded the Quest jet, including Jessie’s reunion with her family and friends from Maine and introducing all of her new friends. There were no less than ten different conversations going on in the main cabin by the time they were in the air. Jessie was just about to retreat to the cockpit for a few minutes when her grandmother approached.
“Hi, hermosa chica.”
“Hola abuelita.”
“Your friends are all very impressive,” she commented. “Especially Mister Adams.”
“Yes,” Jessie nodded patiently.
“I very much agree,” Estella then cut in.
“Sure,” Jessie agreed again, a little less patiently.
“Your friend Theresa mentioned that Tyler has a bit of a crush on you,” her mother noted casually.
“She certainly seems to think so,” Jessie responded in annoyance. “Excuse me, I actually need to have a conversation with her.”
“Jessie, don’t be cross with your friend. She is only trying to help,” her grandmother insisted.
“She is intruding when I have repeatedly asked her to stop. She knows I have a boyfriend. You both know that too,” she shot her mother a look of warning.
“Jessie…”
“Mom, stop. Seriously,” she asked and then walked away to have a word with Theresa.
As she walked through the cabin, Jessie noted that all of the guys, except Tyler, were surrounding Dr. Quest again, while the girls, along with Tyler, appeared to be gossiping on the other end.
“There is no use. You are completely wasting your time,” Jessie’s friend Mary was announcing to everyone.
“No use in what?” Jessie asked.
“Hey girl. I was just trying to explain to your new friends here that there is no use in trying to convince you that Jonny has not hung the moon,” she smiled.
“I wouldn’t go quite that far,” Jessie admonished. “…but as I’ve stated daily for the last three months, I have no interest in anyone else,” she made sure she had Theresa’s eye.
“Fine,” Theresa threw her hands in the air as a sign of surrender. “I don’t get it, but fine.”
“I think you’ll get it once you meet him,” Chloe, a new girl in their group of Rockport friends, huffed.
“Excuse me?” Jessie asked with an undeniable accusatory tone. She did not know this girl and an immediate sting of jealousy swept right threw her. ‘Why has Jonny not mentioned her?’ she wondered.
“I didn’t mean anything by it,” Chloe rushed to defend. “I barley know him, but he seems pretty great.”
“He is,” Jessie responded and almost added, ‘He’s also mine…bitch,’ but refrained. “I’m gonna go help my dad,” she then stated and began to walk away, but not before she heard Mary’s final remark.
“Don’t take it personal Chloe,” she consoled. “She’s a little possessive. Oh, and just as a friendly warning Tyler, Jonny is ten times more possessive if you can believe it.” That comment made her smile.
“Hey dad,” she greeted and took a seat in the co-pilot chair.
“You almost lasted an hour,” he laughed. “I’m impressed.”
“Yeah yeah…like you would have lasted longer,” she teased.
“You got me there, Ponchita.”
‘So do I like this new friend of yours, Miss Chloe,’ she shot a quick text to Jonny.
“Do you really need to do that now?” Race asked, slightly annoyed.
“I do,” she grinned.
“It’s dangerous to do that in flight,” he scolded.
“Yeah right,” she scoffed.
‘Why? You jealous, babe?’ he teased.
‘No. Just want to know if I need to put the little beauty in her place…’
‘I like this side of you, Ace.’
‘I’m serious.’
‘So am I ;)’
‘I love you, Jonny Quest.’
‘You’re my whole world, Jessie Bannon. Get home to me.’
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