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[James Fisher]

James walked out on the hard packed snow, flipping his dark hood up over his brown hair. His eyes flashed all around him, straining slightly to see in the near pitch blackness. He spotted the tree and started on his way, his mind unraveling in the dead of night. The walk to the tree was short, but James was making slow deliberate movements to make sure he made as little noise as possible. He knew that thinking he was 'alone' was always a bad idea.

He arrived without noticing it and (in a usual James fashion) ran into it, and fell, sprawling, onto his back. He jumped to his feet, his mind straightening out as quickly as possible. In that split second, he heard two noises of footsteps, one on either side of him. He slid his hand up his sleeves and drew out both his knife and his wand, crouching down beside the tree.

Minutes passed. James' mind finally rests when there is no more movement. He quickly slid his wand into the small 'wand-sheath' on his left side and began to scale the tree. He went up a few levels of branches and chose a large one that was about midway up. He sat himself in the crook of the branch and looked down at the lake. The ice shimmered in what little moonlight there was, and he leaned his head back and tried to relax.

((ooc: Time for a little comeback... If ANYONE understands my topic description, please let me know!))

[Jezza Anita-Ann Brendon]

Jezza stood watching the water. It still made her shiver every time she though about this lake and what happened here. She could still feel the icey pain in her lungs when she tried to breath in. She was still afraid some imaginary villain was going to jump out and attack her. Paranoia was never fun.

Jezza finally sat down on the dock. She was so tired, endless nightmares seem to haunt her mind. She was going on no sleep for weeks now. She brought her knees to her chest and laid her head on them. She started to drift when she heard foot steps and then a thud. She lifted her head and spun around, only to see James falling down as usual. A happiness beamed in her. "James!!" She shouted standing and running towards him.

[James Fisher]

James sat quietly immersed in his thoughts... until suddenly...

"James!!"

James opened his eyes wildly and slipped from the branch yelling, "Oh, not this agaaaaaaaaain!" landing with a resounding 'OOMPH' type noise.

James starerd upward at the sky and realized where he was. In the snow. Normally, he would have noticed, but something else was on his mind. The voice had obviously belonged to Jezza, for he had that sound perfectly memorised, but how hadn't he noticed her there beforehand?

He pulled himself out of the snow muttering, "I've gotta be losing my touch... can't let that happen..."
James looked up brushing off his arm only to be completely smeared by a full on tackle-hug as Jezza came bounding into him. James did his best to keep his position, but to no avail. The snow crunched beneath them as they landed, and James quickly looked her in the eye stating. "Hey Jez? Snow is cold."

[Jezza Anita-Ann Brendon]

"Hey Jez? Snow is cold."

She smiled and kissed him on the lips. "Yes baby snow is usually cold." She hugged him tightly around his chest. She had missed his warmth. She had been near him as always but she felt distant. Finally she could just stand there in the freezing cold, and have him hold her. She closed her eyes and rested her head against his warm chest. "James...I missed you."

She leaned against his chest until she felt herself almost falling asleep against him. She felt restless but she felt also like his soul has been so far away from her lately. "James." She looked up and smiled at him. "I love you."

ooc: sorry their short...

[James Fisher]

James grinned as he was finally allowed to stand up, and he held Jezza against himself.

"Yes baby snow is usually cold."

"Oh, yes, of course..." James readily agreed, "However, it just goes to show me the truth of something I once heard a wise man once say... 'A snowball in the cloak makes for an unhappy bloke' but I really don't remember who this guy was and why he decided to inform me of snowballs in the cloak... but that doesn't matter anyways." He grinned stupidly at her as she looked up at him and laughed a little, knowing he could sound a bit odd at times.

"James."

"Yes?" He answered quietly.

"I love you."

He smiled and held her tighter, saying "I love you too Jez... I'm sorry I've been off in my own world in my head for so long... I just need time to make sense of my surroundings... everything seems so weird without Boar and Shade..." He sighed and looked out over the lake. "Sure, I know Boar killed Shade, and in turn decided to assign me the same fate... but... well, it's almost as if a piece of me was lost back then... I just can't get over it." He sadly shook his head and closed his eyes, breathing slowly.

[Jezza Anita-Ann Brendon]

"Oh, yes, of course...However, it just goes to show me the truth of something I once heard a wise man once say... 'A snowball in the cloak makes for an unhappy bloke' but I really don't remember who this guy was and why he decided to inform me of snowballs in the cloak... but that doesn't matter anyways."

She looked up and smiled back at him. She always loved that goofy smile of his. She was glad they were together. I was like the day they started going out, only she wasn't apologizing for kissing him. She laughed a little and ruffled his hair, she was surprised for a moment. She felt like he got taller. She had to go on her tip toes so she could reach his head. "When did you start growing again!?" James laughed at her.

"I love you too Jez... I'm sorry I've been off in my own world in my head for so long... I just need time to make sense of my surroundings... everything seems so weird without Boar and Shade...Sure, I know Boar killed Shade, and in turn decided to assign me the same fate... but... well, it's almost as if a piece of me was lost back then... I just can't get over it."

She smiled at him and gently touched his slightly stubbly face. He hadn't shaved in a couple day, but she didn't mind it as long as he didn't give her a whisker rub. Her uncle Eric use to give her whisker rubs when she was young. "Don't worry about it hun. I know it feels strange and I think it will haunt us both for the rest of our lives...its just one of those things that happens. I still see you as James..." She smiled and hugged him again, then she pulled away and kissed his cheek then stared into his eyes. "And you always will be James. You're the James I shared my first kiss with, your the James the almost died for me. You're not a monster. Your James and I love you forever more." She kissed his lips again. Then she ran,bent down and grabbed a snow ball. She didn't throw it hard, but hard enough that he felt it when it hit his chest. "I think it's time for a little fun."

[James Fisher]

"Don't worry about it hun. I know it feels strange and I think it will haunt us both for the rest of our lives...its just one of those things that happens. I still see you as James..."

James nodded, knowing that she was right, and smiled a bit.

"And you always will be James. You're the James I shared my first kiss with, your the James the almost died for me...."

"Multiple times." He added with a grin, And for a few others that didn't end the same way... James suddenly became lost in his own head again. He could see Jezza talking, and knew she was taling to him, but he could only hear word that were said a few nights before he lost one of his closest friends. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't help her... What caused James so much confusion was the fact that she... seemed to accept it...

James stood there recalling all the destruction that went on that day, and what he had done to try and stop it... he only ended up causing more destruction, and enraging some particularly dangerous enemies.

James was dropped back into the here-and-now with a snowball splat to the chest. He looked down and blinked, realizing that Jezza was the one who threw it. James picked up a handful of snow and grinned semi-evilly as he packed it all together.

"Fun is a word best said... cold..." He then heaved the ball of snow in Jezza's general direction, and diving behind the side of the tree, taking quite cover from any returning fire.

[Jezza Anita-Ann Brendon]

"Fun is a word best said... cold..."

Jezza smiled at gave a play scream as she turned and the snow ball hit her in the back. "Oh now you're gonna get it baby!" She bent down and ran after him, throwing the snow ball only to have it hit a tree. She remembered then having nights like this before.

It was always so much fun, now maybe they could put pieces behind them and just have some fun like they use to, they were still teenagers after all and who didn't like having fun. Another snowball came flying at her, she moved behind the tree. She grabbed another handful and came out from behind the tree, but James was gone. Suddenly strong hands held her waist she screamed and turned to see James' semi-evil smirk. She smiled and smashed the snowball on his head.