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3RD POV
Jack's eyes fluttered open feeling something moving on his chest. His eyes land on a bright strawberry blonde hair that was nuzzling into his chest . The memories from last night popped up in his head and couldn't get a certain image out of his head.
Lydia was crying when he opened the door, her tears were running down her face as she shakes in fear. Her eyes were red, her lips quiver, her hands were shaking and the look in her eyes were fear mixed with anger and sadness.
Jack took a deep breath when he looked up to the ceiling just thinking. Thinking about why was she crying? Why did she come running to him and not Dean? Why was she so afraid? All those questions were running through his head.
He heard a little sigh on top of him as Lydia moved closer to him. He lightly glade his fingers up and down her arm. Jack like the feeling having Lydia under his arms and sleeping right next to her making sure she's safe.
Jack stared down at her, admiring her face just like when he picked up her body after she got knocked out. He couldn't help it she was too beautiful. She helped him along with Sam with some stuff with Dean and himself.
Lydia began to shift which caused Jack to interrupt his train of thought. Lydia's eyes began to open at first she tensed up before quickly calming down after realizing what happened last night. She felt upset about last night's situation but she felt glad that she went to Jack who calmed her down quickly. She kind of felt embarrassed that he saw her cry and got a part of his shirt all wet.
Her freezing hand was on top of Jack's cloth stomach which was making it warm. Lydia felt Jack's fingertips going up and down against her skin. She close her eyes and started making small drawings on his stomach which alerted him that she was awake. Lydia moved her head up and already saw Jack staring down at her.
"Hi" Lydia greeted "hello" he replied back with a smile which caused her to softly smile back. "Um. Uh, th-thanks for last night" she stuttered out "it's not a problem" He said as he nodded.
Lydia pulled away from his body and sit up on the bed. Jack did the same thing as well and already they both felt the cold breeze making them miss each other's warmth.
"I should get going" she whispers and Jack's face fallen a bit. He doesn't want her to go he want her to stay in by his side but sadly that moment has come to an end.
"Yeah. Of course" Jack said with a hint of sadness in his voice. Lydia got out of the cover and walked towards the door. Once she opened it she looked back and said "I hope we can do this again but in different situation next time" then walked out of the room.
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Lydia's POV
I was just staring at the cracked mirror just staring back at myself and just think. Thinking about how powerful I am. Just one little snap from me and everything breaks. The supernatural actually exists. I'm the most powerful creature alive.
