We're on our way! (Sawyer)

Jeda

Jeda was closer to her home now. She flashed a smile to the boy named Sawyer. Her eyes hunted out the shadows and any other hiding places around them. For some reason she felt like she was being watched. Her walking slowed down till she was even with him. "Hey Sawyer? Do you feel like we're being watched?" She saw a flicker of movement off to their far left (opposite side of the road). Her hand grabbed Sawyers and she whispered to him. "Run! Once we get home...we'll be safe!"



Thomas

The 14 year old boy spotted his prey on the other side of the road and smirked. So she was with another boy. His slate grey bomber jacket flashed a little as he moved from his hiding place behind a dumpster. Jeda seemed to notice it, he grinned as he saw shards of beer bottle glass all around him. He rose both his hands and the glass fragments rose together, but melted and moulded together. They formed arrows and all sorts of medievial weapons. His hands pushed forwards, but he didn't know that his prey had started running until they were half a block away. 'Dammnit! Dammnit, dammnit, dammnit! she got away again! Drat and bother. Alright! Time for a new plan!'

Jeda

Jeda breathed a sigh of relief when they came to the apartment complex. She opened the door with a card and waited for Sawyer, holding the door open. Jed almost ran up the four flights of stairs and used a key to unlock number eight's door. The smell of pasta and carbonara sauce wafted to Jeda's nostrils. "Benson I'm home! Oh, I also brought a friend." Jeda called and she held open the door for Sawyer again. She slipped her sneakers off and walked aaround in white socks. She stepped onto the soft carpet and headed to the kitchen. Slate grey lino covered the floor and her green eyes spotted Benson cooking. "Hey Benson. A friend is here for dinner. His names Sawyer." She leant against the door way, her shoulder having repaired itself.


Olivia Benson (Benson)

The short haired brunette smiled as she heard the door open. Jeda was back, bringing a friend too. She drained the pasta and placed the strainer into the pot with the pasta still in it. Drying her hands on a tea towel she then placed the damp tea towel on the kitchen counter. Untying her cooking appron Olivia stepped out of the kitchen and hung the appron on a hook with her name on it. Benson tipped her head on the side and smiled at the boy and Jeda. "I hope you like pasta Sawyer. You guys are just in time for dinner." shewent back into the kitchen and served up steaming plates of pasta. She grabbed two plates and put them on the dining table. She took the third out and placed it at the table too. Benson whistled through her fingers and the cutlery draw flew open, knives and forks 'marched' to the table and laid themselves down beside each plate. benson called for a spoon and stared at it. The metal spoon warped and melted into a round ball then back to a spoon. "Yes Sawyer I have powers over all metals. Dinner's up!" She clapped her hands and smiled warmly.

Jeda

Jed grinned and propelled Sawyer toward the food. "Please Sawyer, you are a guest and a friend of the family. Don't start using too many manners please." She sat him down in a chair and sat down beside him. She grasped the water pitcher in her hand. "Would you like some water?" The girl was smiling more easily now, she was in excellent and safe company. Her green eyes stared at Sawyer with a tiny flash of amusement.



Olivia Benson (Benson)

The woman smiled gently and stretched her back. "Now, dig in both of you. I need to put the groceries away. I won't be a moment." Benson indicated gently for them to start eating. The fridge door rattled as she placed food items in there. Olivia chuckled very softly as she came across a Nutella tub, Jeda loved the stuff. Her hand grasped the tub and she put it in the pantry. She shut the pantry door and walked out of the kitchen again. She took her place at the table and started eating. Benson raised an eyebrow descretely at Jeda, Jeda rose the opposite one in return. Her warm brown eyed regarded Sawyer gently. Once she finnished her mouthful of pasta she asked Sawyer a question. "Are you staying the night or cleaning yourself up then going home?...Where ever home is." Her face looked a curious blend of being puzzled and ready to accept and understand.

Jeda

Jeda poured him some cold water from the pitcher, laughed and finished her dinner. She went to the linen press and got out some fresh sheets. "Hey Sawyer...do you want my bed or the spare one?" She didn't really care, either way they'd both be in her room tonight. Her hands made quick work of making up the spare bed, her black tipped hair hanging around her face. The sheets were a sea green. A black pair of gloves hung on a hook near the bedroom door. Jeda soon rejoined them and curled up on the couch, watching the news.


Olivia Benson (Benson)

She grinned widely and finished her pasta as well. She gathered up the dirty plates and dishes, putting them in the dish washer. Her brown eyes surveyed her home and she sighed mentally, this was pure heaven. She sat in an armchair to watch the TV too. Her long legs crossed themselves over. "You are always welcome to stay here Sawyer."

Olivia Benson (Benson)

She looked at the clock, 8:30 pm. Benson yawned and smiled. "I've got to get to bed early, my shift starts at 4 am tomorrow. I'll make my own breakfast and you two can make your own okay? Well...good night!" The short haired brunette went off to her bed room and quickly fell asleep.

Jeda

Jed said goodnight to Benson and lay her head on Sawyer's shoulder. "You like TV, huh? I'm going to go have a shower. You can go into my room and mess around with the spare bed but nothing else. What ever you do, do NOT touch the gloves in my room, they have special purposes for my power." She got up and got her bed clothes, taking them into the shower. She was undressed and about to turn on the water when a large rat ran into the shower recess around her feet. Jed let out a thundering yell and hurriedly wrapped a towel around herself before jumping onto the toilet seat. "SAWYER! SAWYER CAN YOU KILL IT?" Her yell was even louder as the rat walked around in the shower bottom and stared at her in amusement. "SAWYER! PLEASE COME AND DO SOMETHING ABOUT THIS LARGE RAT?" The rat was trapped in the shower by the glass door.

OOC: lol! I hope you don't mind but I couldn't resist doing that.

Jeda heard pawing at the door and she jumped onto the sink, letting him in. She was imediately on the toilet seat again. Her long legs folded underneath her and she stared straight at Sawyer, as pale as paper. Shivering, she hugged the towel closer to her body, not betraying her shapely body to him. Hooking a corner of the towel into the side of her chest she placed her hands on her thighs and tipped her head to the side. The rat squeaked and Jeda stiffled the notion to shriek her lungs out. The large rat tried to climb out of the shower, this failed and it ran out between Sawyer's paws, jumping and scrambling into the bath tub. She turned paler and her skin prickled with goosebumps.

Jeda felt dark red blood splatter over her face, but she was frozen to the spot. Her body finally couldn't take it and she blacked out. Her left hand had burned her towel, making a faint fist shaped mark on her thigh. Her body slipped off the toilet seat and sprawled on the ground, the fingers of her right hand limp in the black faint. Her eyes were closed, Jeda sent out her mind and called mentally for help. Her body was in shock after seeing the rat die. The towel came loose and fell away. Scars from battles and Thomas were revealed.

Olivia Benson (Benson)

She awoke slowly and stepped groggily to the door. "It's only a rat Jeda. Go get Sawyer to squish it and don't faint. If you do I'll make clothes for you out of metal. Now you can pick her up and carry her to her bed Sawyer." She waved her hands and then shut the door. She climbed back into bed and fell asleep again.

Jeda

The metal in the bathroom melted and plastered itself to Jeda's body, clothing it. The only exposed skin was her face, neck, arms, calves and her feet. Jeda was still knocked out cold, her head resting in a wavy cloud of red-gold and black hair. The mark on her throat seemed to hurt her a little as her face creased lightly in pain.

Flashback.
She was being attacked by Thomas again. Her throat felt tight and closed off as he pressed the sharp knife to her throat and began to draw it across. She enveloped her body in non-burning fire and scorched him. Her will power kept her body from burning to a crisp. She ran for her life through his house, his mother wasn't home. Jeda heard Thomas moving to grab something. He threw a metal skewer and it lodged in her left shoulder, the point piercing through the skin on the other side. The ring at the end wouldn't go through. Jeda ripped the skewer through her shoulder and closed her eyes at the sight of the gaping hole in her shoulder. She burst out of the front door of the house, right into the waiting arms of Benson.
End flashback.

Jeda groaned and gingerly touched her left shoulder tenderly, it still hurt sometimes. The mark was still here, wider at the front and narrower at the back. She dressed in her night shirt and bike shorts, passing Sawyer she smiled and groaned. "Sorry about that sawyer. You can have the shower now. I'll have mine in the morning." She involuntarily grasped ther left shoulder and looked through the cover of cloth, the scars were hurting a bit. Her hand squeezed tighter as she walked past him and into her room.

She shut the door and snatched the gloves off the hook. She grasped her left shoulder with a gloved hand and burned the scars, sealing them shut. The skewer had been cursed before it had struck her. The scars would rip open every once and a while because of the curse. but the wound wouldn't bleed, instead she'd be left powerless for a month.

Jeda was almost finished when she heard a knocking at the door. She swore loudly and winced as she hurried to put her tangled shirt back on. She had cut gaps in all her t-shirts to stop aggrivation to the cursed wound. She tore the gloves off before placing them back on the hook and tripping over her skateboard. Her left shoulder pulsed once and she swore even louder and grabbed her hair brush. She looked at the appearing bruise and sighed, this was going to be hard to explain. Sitting on the chair in front of her study desk she started brushing her hair. The silky strands of red and slightly less noticable blonde fell down to her shoulder blades in length.
"Come in!" Jeda called and continued brushing her hair. She swivelled her chair around and sat staring at the gloves by the door. They were ignition gloves, custom made. The gloves were used for fighting and healing in a manner of speaking. Her pair of white gloves pulled her attention and she put them on. Never touch one white glove with the other if you are putting them on or taking them off. The red sun symbol on both the black and the white pairs of gloves were the symbols for fire.

Jeda smiled and flexed her hands. "They are fire proof, these stop me from subconciously using my powers. The black ones are for fighting and healing." she suddenly threw a stress ball at Sawyer, aiming for his head. She removed all the loose hair from her brush, rolled it into a ball and put it in the bin. Jed tiedher hair in a loose ponytail and bounced on her bed. a twang came from beneath the bed and she disappeared for a few moments as she fished out her guitar case, a sleepy black kitten and several dust bunnies. She dumped the kitten gently on Sawyer's chest and it stared at him with gold eyes. "Could you hold onto him for a sec? I've got to find my guitar under the bed. Don't you dare eat him Leo." She wriggled under the bed and sneezed. She grabbed the neck of the guitar and dragged it back out with her. It was a beautiful instrument with the black and tan wood. Jeda laughed lightly as the kitten tried to crawl under Sawyer's shirt, trying to find warmth. "Come 'ere Leo! Stop that you little fiend." The kitten mewled cutely and rubbed its head on Sawyer's jaw, obviously taking a liking to the strange boy. "Oh...Leo this is Sawyer. Sawyer this is Leo." The black kitten yawned and his little pink tongue rolled out as he sniffed Sawyer's t-shirt.

Jeda smiled and nodded as Leo came scampering over to her. He bunched up his haunches, his little tail waving comically as he prepared to jump onto her bed. Jed hurriedly picked him up by the scruff of the neck and plopped him down on the quilt cover. Her phone rang and she picked it up, but was too late and it went to voice mail. She turned the phone off and looked at Leo. "Hello stinky Leo. I am going to be giving you a bath tomorrow! Now where'd Smokey go? Speak of the devil! Here she is." A slightly older cat was lounging on top of her wardrobe and was watching Leo with something close to indifference. Smokey slid down the gap between the wardrobe and the wall. She sat on the floor, watching Jeda with light blue eyes...the colour of ice shards. Leo bounded over to Smokey and Smokey batted his ears with sheathed paws. The older cat loped to Jeda's side and looked up at her mistress, demanding a pat or two. Her light grey coat tightened and rolled over Smokey's muscles as she leapt onto Jeda's bed and completely ignored Sawyer until this point. "Hello Sawyer." She looked at the boy and sat down on the quilt, her tail around her paws. "Smokey is my animal guardian. All elemental users are supposed to have one. Hey...you want those scratch marks healed shut?" Jed used her teeth to take off one glove and removed the other with the other now gloveless hand.

"Jeda you have not done your nightly power practise." Smokey reminded and Jeda laughed. A spark of fire began on her long fingers and worked its way up the girl's arm. The fire looked like red, moving jelly as it seeped back down her arm and back to the tip of her finger. Smokey saw the exausted look on Jeda's face and head butted her mistress, encouraging her to stop.

Jeda smiled grimly and grabbed the black gloves from the hook beside the door. "This will hurt. i am going to be literally burning the skin shut. Grab my right shoulder and squeeze it if you want. Don't scream, Benson will think that I'm commiting murder." She put on the left hand glove and placed Sawyer's hand on your shoulder with hre right hand, holding it there gently. A tingling sensation went through the young girl as she placed her gloved hand on his scratch marks and pressed lightly. A warmth spread from her body, to the glove and then into the scratches. Jeda pressed a little harder and felt the flesh knit back together. She quickly took her hand away and put on the right glove, removing the left. The girl pressed a finger to her lips and clasped her hand onto her left shoulder, finishing the burning of the skewer mark. Her face creased lightly in pain and she felt the scolding heat of the fire licking gently at the scars. "I'm used to burning these scars shut. You feeling better or worse from the rainy encounter. Thank you for saving me back there. Really...if there is anything you want from me or need just say the word alright?" She turned and stretched before hanging the gloves up once more and climbing onto the bed. Grabbing the guitar neck and dragging it onto the bed, she played a little melody. "My mother used to play this tune on her guitar...to try to get me to sleep. It made me think of mythical creatures and stuff. You don't mind if I play it do you?" She looked at Sawyer and began to laugh, Leo was looking at sawyer's hair in a confused manner. To him it might have looked like a wig. He pounced and tugged gently on it, intent on seeing if the hair was real. Leo then quickly let go, avoiding the cushion that jeda playfully threw at him.

Jeda smiled and looked at her digital alarm clock. "It's 9:30. You want to go to bed or stay up and talk?" Subconciously she plucked delicately at the strings and started singing along with it...just vowels. She then stopped and walked toward Sawyer. She sat beside him on the spare bed and gently hugged him. "I hate it when I remember my old life. It was always so...bothersome. I had no friends and my only family is Benson." She turned her face into his shirt and closed her eyes. Her eyes suddenly felt wet and she pulled her face away. "Am I...crying?!" She suddenly hugged him tigher and sobbed gently into Sawyer's chest. Her soul had been longing for a friend...was he a friend or foe? She sobbed harder and buried her face deeper into his chest. Smokey hissed and batted the air with her paws. "Jeda! Jeda stop that infernal racket at once!" The cat demanded, her tail lashing about as she blocked her ears with her front paws. Smokey grabbed Leo by the scruff of the neck and dumped him into their shared bed and did something similar to an anime sweat drop as Jeda kept crying. "Leo...I've never heard her cry before. Ever! How do we stop her???" Smokey yowled softly in Leo's ear and he looked sympathetic.