Defenceless

Epilogue

"Jack, Rose, wake up"

His arm was numb, but the redhead didn't seemed to mind, she was way too comfortable sleeping on top of it.

Rose and Jack shared a small studio in New York, the bohemian had finished high school online and currently worked independently as an artist, he had been waiting a long time for tonight, for tonight he was one of the featured artists in a local Art Gallery. Molly and Tommy were very busy working at the DeWitt's, the business had returned to be a family company, known for the warmth of the service and high quality of their construction works. The Hockleys had completely retired from the board of directors, although they continued as providers.

Cal was gone away working for Hockley Steel, often in contact with Molly. Fabrizio had found work in the restaurant of a well renowned hotel in New York; he and Sean had had a long distance relationship until the Korean surprised him when he broke the news that he would be working at the same hotel as him.
Helga had returned to Norway to finish her studies, she actually texted Fabrizio recently and he was still debating on opening the chat or not.

"Guys... I'm so sorry to wake you up but i gotta go now, I made coffee and breakfast is in the oven"

"Thanks Fabrizio" Rose said with a yawn.

"Thanks Fabri, have a good day" Jack replied next, rubbing his eyes.

"You too. And Jack, good luck tonight. I know you don't need it"

"Thanks buddy... Hey! You didn't confirm how many tickets"

"It'll be two"

"Is Sean coming then?"

"His flight lands after noon. I gotta run. See ya there!"

As always, Fabrizio ran out the door dressed in the latest fashion of military green pants, a tight creme sweater, a scarf and his beanie, which had become his signature item.

"Baby, how many times do I have to tell you do not fall asleep in my arm. You have a pillow" Jack scolded

"Well your arm was in my pillow"

"No it wasn't"

"Yes it was" Rose tried to wake his arm back to life.

"Ow! Don't pinch it! Don't touch it!"

"Oh Jack... I'm sorry babe. It won't happen again" She said alongside a good morning kiss.

"Right..."

Rose walked up to the kitchen in her grey shorts and a random tee covered in dry paint from Jack's closet. Following her morning routine, she opened up her laptop which she had left in the table.

"What? They weren't any emails last night..."

"Everything okay?" Jack said as he started putting the table. He was happy to finish with the thousand-cutlery-stuff, a fork and a knife was all they needed.

"Yeah I think so... let me read them all and I'll tell you afterwards"

"Here's the milk and the cream" his favorite part about their travels had been getting matching coffee cups, for sure. "How many eggs?"

"Just two"

"Do you want sausage with that?" He whispered on her ear.

"Don't dare me Dawson..."

"What? It was just an innocent question!"

"Who could it be? It's eight o clock" A knock in the door had interrupted the peaceful morning.

"It's Adrian... I'll open-"

"What?! You didn't finish last night?"

"Listen, I have everything under control, it's just... we're just doing some backups you know? Plan B"