Cinematic Universes United

Chapter 8

1 hour later

I collapse onto the bed after my warm shower with Newt, recovering from recent events.

I get comfortable on the soft sheets and cuddle into my blankets. Soon, I feel a strong pair of arms wrap around my waist, pulling me closer to their owner.

"Night, Love." He whispers in my ear, sending chills down my bareback.

"Goodnight," I reply into his bare chest.

_^_^_^_

"Jakie!" Emily practically screams at me.

"What?" I ask.

"Your glowing." She nudges, with a cheesy grin plastered on her face.

"AM NOT!" I argue.

"Newt! WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER?!" Emily screams up the stairs. He comes down, totally taken aback, and can't hide something that big as his bright, rosy red, cheeks say everything they need to know. Emily grabs my arm and drags me into the dining room to have a 'girl talk.'

Emily POV

"So... You and Newt... last night didn't you?!" I squeal like a child.

She clears her throat in response. Dean walks into the dining room to find out what the commotion is about, and plants a kiss on my lips. I break the kiss abruptly and rush into the bathroom. He's in there right behind me, pulling my hair up, and rubbing my back in circular motions.

"You okay, Sweetie?" He asks as I sit back on my heels.

"Yeah. You know the routine, morning sickness some days, and other days not." I answer, and wipe my mouth with the back of the black sleeve of the shirt I'm wearing. A clearing of a throat breaks us out of our fantasy.

"Bye, you two!" Jakie says, before running out of the bathroom, and all around the house.

"Not so fast, little one!" I yell, and quickly rinse my mouth out with water and run after her, Dean on my heels.

"Hey! Just because I'm the runt doesn't mean I'm little!" She yells back, hiding behind Newt. I grab her and Newt's wrists and drag them to one of the chairs. I push him down, and her onto his lap, ready to interrogate them.

"What did you do to our JJ?" Dean yells at Newt and slaps his hand on Newt's shoulder.

"Hey! The only person I belong to is Newt!" She screams back.

"Cute, but not the point JC!" I replied raising my voice a bit, however in a jokingly manner.

"Um... We... Um... Had a very memorable valentines day?" Jakie remarks.

"We know." Dean and I say at the same time. Jakie and Newt laugh but stop immediately when I give them one of my infamous glares.

"Stop looking at us like that!" She complains, tugging at the collar of her shirt, and I release my stare.

"Please... Just, please... Tell me you used protection!" I gripe, and they look at each other quizzically.

"Um... Yes." Newt finalizes, and Jakie gets out of the chair. He follows her upstairs, and I hope they're just getting dressed.

Jakie POV

I go over to Newt and kiss him passionately on the lips. I go over to the closet in the corner of the room. I pick out a black sweater that says I WOKE UP LIKE THIS, and wear it with a pair of faded blue jeans. Newt picks out a red and blue plaid shirt, and some black jeans. I kiss him on the cheek and walk out of the room. I go over to the bathroom to brush my tangled hair and my teeth.

We walk down the stairs, holding hands, and down to the kitchen where I see Thomas making pancakes. I notice that the table's set, and there's already a plate piled high with pancakes in the center.

"I didn't know you knew how to cook! I might've made you work with Frypan instead of being a runner!" Newt exclaims.

"It's obvious that he wants something, or wants to tell us something," I inform Newt and find a place at the table to sit. Newt sits next to me, still not letting go of my hand.

"She's right ya' know," Thomas responds, with a mixed emotions look.

"Well, go on then, don't keep us bloody waitin'." Newt presses, directing his attention to Thomas.

"I found this on the floor, on the outside of your room," Thomas says holding up a grey pendant with three spirals on it in a triangle-ish shape.

I immediately choke, up blocking everything else out, I get lost in my thoughts, drifting into my own world that the only sound I hear coming from Newt and Thomas' mouth are unrecognizable mumbles of words, as they have a conversation of what it might be. I grab it out of Thomas' hand, and run up the staircase, ignoring the protest coming from Thomas and Newt. I just barely make it to Newt and my room, before slamming the door shut and leaning my body weight against it, keeping it closed as Newt bangs on it begging me to let him in. I look down at the lock on the door, turn it and begin to shift my weight off of the door. I step back and slide onto the floor, my back to the bottom of the bed and let the silent tears roll down my face. He was going to find out one way or the other, but I wasn't ready to tell him. What if he doesn't love me anymore? What if he thinks I'm a monster? These thoughts race through my head begins to feel a bit dizzy. I look into the mirror across from the bed and see my eyes glowing a vibrant yellow. Sun, moon, truth. Three things that cannot long be hidden. I repeat in my head, trying to remain in control.

"The sun, the moon, the truth," I repeat, not being able to stay in control unless I hear it aloud.

"Love, please let me in!" Newt begs, banging on the door. "Please! I love you! Please, let me in!"

He keeps banging on the door, "Okay! Okay." I sob, feeling enough control to face him, thinking that it maybe is the time to tell him the truth, along with Thomas, Brenda, and Minho. I hear him relax, and unlock the door so I can open it. I open the door for him, to meet my tear-stained cheeks and vibrant yellow eyes.