Super Nova.

Chapter 22

~ Jenna's POV ~

I wake with a twitch and sit up in an unfamiliar bed. The room is pitch dark and I feel disorientated and dizzy. I turn on the bedside lamp, have a look around and realizing I'm in Marshall's guestroom. The time on the clock beside the lamp shows 2:21 a.m. and I was really hungry. At home it was breakfast time so I slide down from the bed and started my way to the kitchen. This jet lag thing was crazy, eating in the middle of the night.

I moved through the big house on my tip toes, not to disturb Marshall.

I found some yoghurt in the fridge but when I was to sit down I accidentally kicked one of the bar stools over and it fell to the floor with a thud. I froze and hope that it didn't wake him up. I picked up the stool and sat down with my nightly snack.

Suddenly I heard movement in the stairs and looked up at a dazed Marshall. He stopped in the doorway and rubbed his eyes with his palms.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you" I whispered, hoping he wasn't mad at me for making noises at night.

Can you shut the fuck up I'm trying to sleep you fucking bitch!

I dropped my head, closed my eyes and waited for the slap in the back of my head. I tried to breathe shallowly so he wouldn't be irritated at that too.

Suddenly I felt Marshall's arms around me and I got startled by his touch.

"What's the matter, honey? You are shivering, are you cold?" he asked me with a sleepy voice.

I inhaled deeply and shook my head. I have to remember that my father is dead and that Marshall is nothing like him.

"No, I woke up and was hungry. You go to sleep again I'll be fine" I told him.

"Nah baby doll, I keep you company". He sat down beside me and rubbed my back. "A small yoghurt, is that it?"

"Yes, it's enough right now. I'll eat breakfast with you later" I smiled at him.

He looked so tired, I tried to eat up as fast as I could so he could go back to bed. I put the spoon in the sink and threw away the trash and held my hand out for him to grab. He came towards me and scooped me up. I squeaked and hold my arms around his neck. He carried me wedding style up the stairs to the guestroom door where he put me down and stroked my face. I got a quick peck on the mouth before he said good night and opened my door for me. I went in and before he closed it I turned around and saw his face. He looked ... sad.

I made my nightly routine in the bathroom and went into the big closet. Tomorrow I'm going to unpack my bags, but right now I just took out a pair of shorts and a tank top for the night.

Putting it on I realized that I probably wasn't going to go back to sleep right now.

~ Marshall's POV ~

I woke up to a noise in my house. I had put the alarm on before I went to bed so if someone had broken in it would gone off.

I rushed down the stairs and in the dim light I saw my fairy sitting at the breakfast bar. She looked spooked and ashamed and as I went closer she even looked frighten. I put my arms around her and he was shaking. I didn't want her to be afraid of me so I spoke soft and quietly to her to ease her mind.

She was jet lagged and hungry and I joined her until she was done. I offered her something more than just a yoghurt but she wanted to wait to eat breakfast with me. I liked that, to have someone to wake up with.

When she was done I carried her again and the sound she made when I picked her up was the cutest yell I've ever heard, well next after Hailie's first cry of course. Jenna was so fucking tiny, hardly no weight at all. Good to remember because I was probably going to go cave man on her some day and throw her over my shoulder on our way to bed.