City of snow angels

The train ride hadn't been to long. She had spent most of it staring out the window in amazement as grassy fields suddenly became snow covered. The winter wonderland surrounding the train before the window scene was nothing but a flurry of snowflakes. She sipped the hot chocolate and pulled the woollen poncho round herself more trying to keep the cold from invading her. Jet hadn't been lieing when he said it was going to be cold.

She had rang Briggs to tell them what time she was expected to arrive at the train station in hopes maybe they would send an escort to the hotel or a driver. She had never driven in the snow and to be honest she didn't want to start now.

Soon the train slowed as it prepared to enter the station and a small voice on the intercom told passengers to gather all belongings. Placing her files back in her bag to keep them clean after going through some more checks she stood heading to the luggage racks to grab her suit case. The train slowed to a stop and the door beeped before opening. With a sigh she carefully stepped out.

Cold was an under statement. It was freezing. The tights she had placed on her legs weren’t thick enough and she stood shivering unable to move. Hugging the wool poncho round herself more. She needed to get inside near a heater and quick.

Jet had left Briggs a few hours ago, seeing the storm coming and deciding to leave before it started. Of course now it was in full swing, and didn't look like it would be stopping until later tonight. Luckily Jet had foreseen this and booked a room for the two of them when he arrived. Better safe than sorry! Not to mention the idea of sharing a little condo with Emma made Jet melt, even in this extreme cold. And indeed it was cold, surprisingly so for this time of year. Normally the snow would be melting by now and by mid April it would be sunny and beautiful again. At least until September. Jet chuckled lightly as he pulled his coat slightly. Good thing these military uniforms and coats were meant to beat the cold here, otherwise Jet would hate his life right now. Yet he probably wouldn't, because he got to see Emma today!

It took some work, and a little begging towards Reila, to get the day off to escort her here. The storm was just to prove everything happens for a reason. Jet laughed as he remembered their first meeting had been the same way, meant to be. He stood just inside the station, knowing her train would be arriving shortly. Black found himself excited, almost giddy to see her smiling face again. In his left hand he held a bouquet of Iris flowers, their dark blue very much like his eyes. He felt it fit, and they were very pretty looking flowers indeed! Being the Knight he was, and a General of Amestris, his right hand rested on the hilt of his great sword. Most people in the station avoided getting to close to him, all of them either staring at his handsome face or giant sword, sometimes both. They all knew who he was, he had come to town many a time and his face was on the news from time to time. Being a General in this country was almost like being a celebrity sometimes, as everyone knew your face. "That's General Black, second at Briggs and the Black Templar of Amestris!" one would whisper, the other replying "Wow, he was the one who held the line against Creta a few months ago right?" He's just shake his head and laugh.

Being famous comes with its perks though, like being able to walk up to anyone and not have to introduce yourself. Or even better, when you do and they get this look on their face like "Oh my god it's you!" Made Jet laugh every time. As he stared out the window he heard a voice on the intercom say "Train 12 is now arriving." That was Emma's train! Jet excitedly made his way to the door, walking outside just as the passengers began to leave the train. Standing in the open so he could be seen easily, he waited for her to step off the train. Through the crowd he finally saw her, his eyes getting big. Even bundled up in winter clothes, she still look as beautiful as ever. Raising his free hand from his sword, he waved excitedly in the air to get her attention, yelling out "Emma!"

Quivering in her clothes she heard her name. Looking over until she spotted him waving looking ever so warm. the cold breeze made her whimper and for once she was glad she wasn't wearing the high heels as she jogged over.

As she pushed through the crowd and he drew closer she could see more of him. In full uniform he looked so different from there meting in central. Heck she could feel her heart beating faster and her cheeks heat a little as she took him in. Sword at hip showing his knighthood for the world to see. And were they Dark blue Irises? for her? surely not...this would of been to perfect for him to pick her up from the train station and with flowers for her looking so handsome.

Stopping in front of him her breath clouding from the cold as she stared up at him shivering clutching the wool poncho tightly. "Jet..." She was hoping to see him but with his role she was sure that she wouldn't get to see much of him. How on earth had he managed to come to see her. Come collect her from the train station. Did this mean he was her escort? "I feel honoured..the second in command is to be my escort?" She teased chuckling. "Normally I get some random low ranked Joe...." A cold breeze blew through her which caused her to squeak and cling to the source of warmth in front of her.

"Eeehh It's colder then you described...." She whimpered nuzzling into his warmth. The soft clatter of her suitcase toppling onto the floor and the sagging of her bag but all that mattered was the gorgeous warm man she was nuzzling into.

Jet smiled as she saw him and jogged over, having to push through the crowd a little bit to get to him. She seemed excited to see him, if not surprised. No wonder, normally some random Private would be her escort. Not only would he not be very nice, but probably get them stuck in the storm and be a horrible friend. He'd met a few of those in the lower ranks, sad people they were. "I feel honoured..the second in command is to be my escort? Normally I get some random low ranked Joe...." Jet chuckled, having thought the same thing as she had approached. "It took some effective negotiation on my part, a little favor using here and there, but here I am, your humble escort!" he replied, bowing as he did. As he stood back up a cold breeze picked up, sending chills up the Generals back. Suddenly Emma jumped forward, dropping her suitcase to cling to Jet, obviously cold from the recent blast of wind. Jet wrapped his large arms around her and pulled her close, but not tightly.

"Eeehh It's colder then you described...." She was looking up at him now, her beautiful eyes piercing into his very being. "Oh, and I thought it might be cause you missed me," he replied with a teasing grin and wink. "Lets go inside, it's nice and warm there." He grabbed her things, and led her through the door into the main station, the inside heating refreshing to the both of them. "Now I can greet you properly," he said, changing to Cretan as he handed her the flowers. "For you my lady." He grabbed her other hand and brought it up, removing the glove as he did. "And might I say you look as beautiful as an angel." He then lightly kissed her hand, smiling afterwards. He didn't care if they were in the middle of a large train station with hundreds of people able to see them. All he was focused on was the little angel in front of him. "I hope your train ride was alright, I know they can get boring after a while," Jet continued, grabbing her things and leading her towards the other side of the station.

He hugged her back and she couldn't help but nuzzle in closer. So warm.... His strong arms around her she could feel intense glares come from some passing women either jealous of a lack of lover greeting them or for the fact she had the gorgeous man here with flowers picking her up from her train. Yup she was defiantly lucky. "Oh, and I thought it might be cause you missed me," She giggled. "That goes without saying....the cold just beat me to it."

"Lets go inside, it's nice and warm there." He lead her inside and she couldn't be happier when the blast of hot air from the heating system hit her face. She was sure any longer out there and her nose would ice over and drop off. "Now I can greet you properly," She blinked as the flowers where handed to her. Oh now he was truly spoiling her. She sniffed them lightly and smiled. "There beautiful." But he didn't give her much chance to dwell on them as her hand was lifted and glove removed. "And might I say you look as beautiful as an angel." The warm lips on her skin sent waves of warmth through her body. She blushed lightly staring at him like a deer in head lights. She wondered if she has frozen to death on the platform or the train had crashed and she was either dead and in heaven or in a comatose dream. Flowers and a greeting fitting of a princess. She was melting right there.

"I hope your train ride was alright, I know they can get boring after a while," She nodded and hugged his free arm to make sure she stayed planted feet firmly on the ground. Nuzzling his shoulder lightly. "I was working on a chemical compound for a new neuro toxin so it wasn't to bad." She smiled lightly. Well if this was the case of her train crashing and she was indeed in a coma....please Mr doctor don't wake her up...unless of course her knight was stood at her bed side with proclamations of undying love....then that's ok.

"So you did miss me then?" he said as he put her glove back on. "I missed you too." Grabbing her suitcase for her, his greeting now complete, he lead her towards the doors. She was nuzzled against his free arm, clinging like she was worried he would leave her. He smiled and took her hand, his fingers sliding between hers. "Have I told you that you have strange hobbies?" Picking on her over the phone had been something he enjoyed a lot, especially about her little chemicals. It was a hobby of hers, really odd for a girl like her. Jet didn't mind it at all, just a little strange was all.

After teasing her a little they stood before the doors one the other side of the station, his car waiting just on the other side. "Ready?" he asked. Before she could answer he pushed the door open, a blast of cold hitting their faces. Pushing through it, he got them to the car and jumped in, he behind the wheel and her in the passenger seat. "Phew, bad storm coming through today. It's already blocked the road up to Briggs, so I got us a little condo to stay in over night," he said as they buckled in. Putting it in drive, he pushed lightly on the car pedal, the car lurching forward slowly through the blinding white wind.

A few minutes later they arrived at the condo, the storm having not hit this part of town yet. As he stepped out of the car, he could smell the burning of pine wood nearby, it's refreshing scent distracting Jet for a moment. Refocusing, he grabbed their things and took them inside, Emma right behind him. "Here we are, home sweet home...well for the night anyways," he teased, winking at her with a goofy grin on his face. Being with her brought out his dorky side, just like Saga. Unlike her though, Emma seemed to think it cute and almost adorable. As they walked in Jet took in the condo once again. Though small, the old log cabin look of it was really nice, very rustic feel. While at the same time it felt homey, like he could live here and feel at home. He liked it a lot, and hoped she did too.

The more the Knight thought about it, the more he thought her to be his perfect princess, his guardian angel. Most people would laugh at that, why would a Knight need a guardian angel. If they had seen half the things he had in his line of work, they'd understand. His job was not easy, it was extremely stressful emotionally and mentally. It could wear even on the strongest man or woman. So Emma was his escape, the guardian angel that protected him from the darkness of the world. Of course as of late that darkness was looming. Something was about to happen, his warrior instinct could feel it in the air. But what?

Shaking his head from the thoughts, he put their things in their rooms, unstrapping his sword from his belt. He walked into the living room lighting a fire in the beautiful fireplace. Suddenly a woosh hit the side of the condo, a sign that the storm was here already. "So much for going out and making snow angels," he said more to himself than anything, feeling a little disappointed. He'd hoped they'd get to see the town a little bit, adventure and have a good time. Looked like they were stuck here for the afternoon though. But, this could be a good night after all! Romantic dinner, made by himself of course, cuddling by the fireplace, getting to know each other that much better. Jet felt himself melting at just the thought of it, a smile reaching his warm lips. "Well, looks like we're stuck here for the rest of the day," he said as he turned to her, a big grin now on his face. "Good thing I stocked up earlier today just in case! Hot cocoa, stuff for snacks and dinner, some drinks, even brought some cookies I baked earlier!" Wow, that last comment was a little more flamboyant than he'd like to admit. Yes, he was a cook, and a damn good one! Proud of it too!

They arrived at the cabin and she couldn't help but smile. she had always wanted to go on a log cabin holiday as a child but her parents where more for camping and other army like holidays. So to be ready to go into one with the snow flakes falling around her felt magical. Till the cold breeze hit her very core making her feel weak. So Jet would have to excuse her as she shot inside like a bullet.

"Here we are, home sweet home...well for the night anyway," She chuckled looking round slowly unbuttoning the coat showing the military uniform under it. She placed it on her bed after following Jet to her room. It looked cosy. But she wondered when the fire died down and the wind built up. Would it be cosy?

As she stepped out into the living room. There he was lighting the fire as the wind battered the outer wall with ferocity. "So much for going out and making snow angels," she chuckled. "Shame I had a snow ball with your name on it." She sat on the sofa pulling a large blanket round herself looking up to him. "Well, looks like we're stuck here for the rest of the day," She smiled. "You make that sound like a bad thing..." Pouting playfully her glossed lip stuck out slightly as large eyes stared up at him. Wibbling slightly. "If i had know you'd dislike being stuck in a room with me..." She played a soft fake sob.

Laughing it off as he spoke again. "Good thing I stocked up earlier today just in case! Hot cocoa, stuff for snacks and dinner, some drinks, even brought some cookies I baked earlier!" Okay this sounded delightful. She couldn't help but give a squee of delight. Mmm hot chocolate and home made cookies cuddled up by the fire with someone just as hot. Bring it on.

Emma seemed to really like the log cabin, which of course made Jet like it even more. Not that he didn't in the first place, but knowing she enjoyed be here made him want to enjoy it even more, to share it with her. "Shame I had a snow ball with your name on it." she said as he walked through the kitchen, beginning to set things up for hot cocoa. "That sounds like a challenge!" he said peeking around the corner, winking at her before returning to the cocoa. Nothing like hot chocolate to warm the body and sooth the soul!

Jet was walking around the corner when she said "You make that sound like a bad thing... If i had know you'd dislike being stuck in a room with me..." Panicking, he got all red before realizing she was only teasing. Chuckling, he sat down next to her, pulling part of the blanket over himself. "Why would I ever do that when I can spend the day cuddling with an angel?" he replied, leaning over and lightly kissing her on the top of her head. That was always his reply to her little comebacks, saying something romantic, even on the phone, always worked. Not that it was a competition or anything like that, he just loved making her smile was all.

Pulling her close he leaned his head back and closed his eyes, taking in the moment. He wouldn't want to be anywhere else. If he died like this, he would die a happy and fulfilled man. "I could stay here like this all day." Leaning his head back forward he said "So it's still a little early to start dinner, is there anything you'd like to do?" There wasn't too much besides talk and cuddle, which was perfectly fine with Jet, but he wanted her input as well. Relationships are all about give and take, and he valued her opinion.

He teased her back but not like Elliot would tease, with the intention to hurt her this was a playful tease. One which left her smiling so the pout vanished and she laughed with him. He sat beside her and suddenly she became very aware of how loud her heart was. The kiss on her head and being pulled close she couldn't help but cuddle closer and listen. Was his heart racing too?

"I could stay here like this all day." she could only nod against him as she listened the way hiss chest vibrated as he talked. The soft breaths and the heart beat that was his. Taking in his smell and his feel, everything that was Jet. "So it's still a little early to start dinner, is there anything you'd like to do?" she had no answer. She was already happy here. He was happy like this too....was another task required.

But as her eyes looked to his face there was one thing she wanted to do. Now she knew Jet was chivalrous. But she had to get him back for that earlier comment about her chemicals. A little cat like smirk played on her lips. Well there was one thing she wanted to do. Gently reaching up and placing her hands on his cheeks she tilted his head down to face her. Last thing he would see was the mischievous cat like smile on her lips before she pressed them to his. Her own eyes sliding shut as she finally had Jet's taste to.

His lips where warm against hers and she couldn't help but wonder if he could taste the peppermint anti chap lip gloss she wore. Her slender arms moving to hold onto his shoulders hoping he felt the same. Hoping he wouldn't push her away...

Emma looked up at Jet, a sly almost cat like smile on her face. He knew that smile, it was the one she liked to use before teasing him, or getting back at him for something he'd said. (Skype was indeed a wonderful and time consuming invention) Raising his eyebrows, he expected some little comeback or remark. What he got instead took him completely by surprise, almost to the point where he couldn't move. She reached up her hands to cheeks and pulled him in, firmly planting her lips on his own. At first, he sat there wide eyed, having been taken by complete surprise. Luckily, he reacted quickly, his eyelids falling shut as he returned the kiss. He put one hand her shoulder, the other lightly touching the side of her face.

All he could think was wow. The amount of passion flowing between the two was breathtaking, yet addicting at the same time. He couldn't stop, every fiber of his being wanting to keep kissing her until the end of time. Enjoying every millisecond of their interlocked lips, when they finally came out for air he took a deep breath in. Their foreheads touching, their noses side by side and their eyes closed, both of them breathed in the moment, the passion in the air. Silently, as if trying to tell her a secret, he whispered "I could do this for all eternity, my princess." Just as he said princess he pulled her in once again, their lips softly coming together for a second time. This time more prepared for it, he could feel the passion even more so than before. Much longer than the first, this time he was able to taster her lip gloss. It was... peppermint!

As they pulled out again, this time the moved a little further back, facing each other as their eyes locked. "Well, I officially love peppermint now," he teased, rubbing the middle joints of his fingers on his right hand against her cheek. "My heart and soul flow with love, And I smile as I quietly reflect; I've been handed a sweet princess, A sweet princess to love and to protect," he said, reciting a poem he remembered from when he was a child. "Will you be my princess?" When Jet thought about it, the meaning behind this question could have been twisted in so many ways, he couldn't even think of half of them. Yet in a way he felt she would understand.

He didn't kiss back. Tear's formed in her eyes as the horrid rejection sunk in shifting back to move away from his trying to stop the ache in her heart and the uncomfortable lump in her throat. But then his hand cupped her face and he returned it for a few brief seconds before parting for air. A tear leaked down her cheek spilling onto his hands as she looked up at him with watery orbs of blue.

His forehead resting against hers as she stared up at him heart pounding painfully. His eye's never opened and the panic rose before his lips parted letting out sweet words. "I could do this for all eternity, my princess." She whimpered his name but only to be silenced as he kissed her again. Her arms wrapped round his shoulders clinging onto him in fear that he would crumble to ashes.

This time when they parted he sat back watching her. That sweet and cheeky smile curved his lips. "Well, I officially love peppermint now," pouting slightly she blushed. "You said about the cold...so I got anti chap gloss..." She nuzzled into the soft touches on her cheek. what now? Where they a couple? Would this only be a weekend fling? She bit her lips not daring to look at him as he spoke. "My heart and soul flow with love, And I smile as I quietly reflect; I've been handed a sweet princess, A sweet princess to love and to protect,Will you be my princess?" A soft sob escaped her lips as tears rolled down her cheeks. Not sad tears but happy. "Yes..." She whispered softly still scared to look up.

"Yes..." One, simple word had escaped her trembling lips as tears began running down her face. Yes. Jet couldn't believe it, she had said yes! He had to contain his joy for now however, as his princess was in need of a smile. And Jet was the best at making her smile. Feeling dejavu, he put his hand below her chin and gently pulled it up. "Come now, what did I tell you about hiding those pretty eyes," he said, using his other hand to wipe the tears away. "Here, let me help." Leaning forward he kissed one eye, than the other. "There you go, all better. Now come here." With that he pulled her close once more, feeling her heart beat in time with his own.

Putting his head on top of hers, he smiled again, the excited feeling he had a few moments ago beginning to come back. "A sweet princess to love and protect," he whispered, kissing the top of her head once more. As he did so, he heard a ding from in the kitchen. That meant the hot cocoa was done! Looking down at her beautiful face he grinned and said "Hot chocolate's done!" Making sure he wouldn't hurt her from jumping up, he did so excitedly and almost skipped to the kitchen, happiness filling his every feature. It was the happiest he'd been in a long, long time, and he liked it! Getting two mugs, he filled them up with hot, chocolaty goodness and walked back into the living room. Winking to her as he handed Emma her mug, he sat back down under the blanket and raised his mug next to hers. "Here's to us!" he said as he tapped his glass to hers. Today had just gone from one of the best days ever, to the greatest in Jet's life in a few minutes. And he was loving every second of it.

She clung to him. She was so happy she couldn't help but nuzzle closer. wiping her eyes clean of happy tears as he kissed her head. The soft ping of the kitchen telling them what ever was cooking had finished caused her to chuckle. "Guess the kitchen needs you." He rushed in and she snuggled under the blanket thinking. It was odd....she had never really had a boyfriend before. Sure there had be crushes and the odd thing that may had resembled a date but no man had ever made her feel like Jet did.

As he returned and handed her a mug knocking them together in play like champagne glasses she cuddled up to him watching as hers cooled before considering drinking it. Questions nagged in her mind. What now? Would they be able to cope with the distance and work? Would it be easy for Jet to get time off? Would Wheatley like him? her mind mulled over the answers but as she sipped the beverage and snuggled closer slowly her nagging mind shut down. Sipping more as the warmth filled her stomach she calmed and even dozed a bit just listening to him.

Jet took a few sips of his hot cocoa, it's warmth filling him up from head to toe within seconds. Oh, how he loved hot chocolate. Tasted good, warmed you up, and didn't drive you crazy like coffee! What could make this tasty beverage better, some may ask? Cuddling with a princess of course! And that was exactly what Jet was doing on this stormy afternoon in North City. If his life were a movie, it would be awesome. Chuckling at these thoughts, he rubbed his thumb across her cheek, his other hand holding one of hers. Their fingers interlaced, it was almost as if they were made for each other. Everything happens for a reason...

Noticing his angel was trying to fall asleep, instead of keeping her awake he decided singing was the best course of action:

"The sun rises above the hillcrest,
As does the joy of my heart;
Rays of warmth and love,
From her I will never depart.

Fresh dew upon the grass,
Young birds chirp in their nests;
I watch her gently sleep,
My love to her I silently profess.

I enjoy the stillness and calm,
Watching as she smiles and dreams;
She brings me to stillness and peace,
Like that of a slow flowing stream.

My heart and soul flow with love,
And I smile as I quietly reflect;
I’ve been handed a sweet princess,
A sweet princess to love and to protect.

A vow to myself I make,
As she quietly sleeps away;
To love and always cherish her,
Until my last breath... until my last day."

As he fell silent a single, happy tear ran down his face, falling down on top of her head. Wiping away the rest from his eyes, he closed them as he leaned his head down to kiss her forehead. "Forever and always," he whispered before resting his head down on the sofa, a smile upon his face. He quickly succumbed to sleep next to his sweet princess.

The soft melody played with her hearing making her mind ease as the warm liquid kept her core heated. The soft lyrics making her mind drift as she snuggled closer placing the mostly empty mug down as not to spill it. Mixing the lyrics to his heart beat mixing them together into a beautiful melody she wished to hear forever. Before she knew it she had succumbed to the darkness of sleep.

The cold woke her first. Causing her eye lids to flutter open. She shuddered and nuzzled closer to him but the sharing of body heat was futile against the howling cold that seeped through. Slowly moving from his arms as not to wake him she was glad she had taken off her heels as she silently crept to the room tro grab the large stuffed duvet to drag back with her. The flashing of her phone stopped her briefly as she plucked it from the side table and opened the message.

Hope you freeze- Elliot

Huffng she deleted the message sharply before closing the text screen. Elliot would not ruin today for her. Sitting on the bed for a moment she couldn't help but smile. Flicking her phone onto face book she chuckled. Might as well make it official some would joke. Some people teasing that nothing was official unless facebook had it documented for the whole world to see.

Emma Redderic is now in a relationship with Jet Black.

Tap tap tap.

Request sent

She sighed and smiled. Lifting the blanket and walking out over to the sofa where he still lay. Part of her wanted to wake him to go to the bed instead so he wouldn't wake with a cricked back. But he looked so peaceful. Gently laying the duvet over him she crawled in after. Retaking her position curled up in his arms. Not quite asleep just watching him breath.

A light buzz, buzz from Jet's pocket stirred the Knight from his slumber. Lifting his arms and stretching, he let out a big yawn as he put his arms around the seemingly awake Emma. "Well hello my princess," he said with a smile, leaning down and kissing gently on the lips. Letting it linger for a moment, he pulled away slightly and grinned. "I could get used to this, having an angel to wake up to every day." This time he winked and poked her nose, chuckling at her reaction. Then he realized, the buzzing that had woken up in the first place had been his phone! Pulling his smart phone out of his pocket he unlocked it to see why it had awakened him. A message from his sister!

Don't do anything you'll regret later big brother, I know you're dirty little plans! JK Love you Jet, stay safe and I'll see you here tomorrow =D

Rubbing his face and closing out of the message, he sighed and then chuckled. "Lily is such a dork sometimes," he said, more to himself than anything. This was when Black noticed something else, a little facebook notification. Now, this Knight was not a huge fan of certain technological advances, the existence of facebook being one of those. Preferring to meet people in person and contact them over the phone, or even Skype, he felt it was a waste of time. Of course that was until Emma had convinced him to get one a few weeks back not too long after they met. Even then he still rarely used it, and only recently discovered there was an app for his phone for it. Not having used it since downloading the app a few days ago, several notifications popped up on his screen upon accessing the application. Most of them were silly pictures posted by Lily and the occasional status update from Sky about life and stuff. He loved the deep poetry stuff, but Jet did too so he didn't complain. Sky, his best friend and right hand man he'd saved all too many times (like recently from the clutches of the evil RIOTE), the both were two peas in a pod, getting along on pretty much every subject. Or at least agreeing to disagree.

Ignoring these notifications as always, what interested him was the one that had taken place a few minutes ago, from none other than Emma Redderic! 'A relationship request? They have those on here? Seriously?' was his initial thought process before chuckling and turning to his princess. "Well this is weird, I got a request from this Emma girl wanting to be in a relationship with me. What do you think I should do?" he asked, teasing his new beloved the only way Jet knew how, playfully! Of course he had already accepted, and he was sure her phone would beep to let her know soon enough. Until then he'd just tease, as was part of their healthy relationship. Jet always kept himself wary though, as he didn't want to step over the line. Emma's brother did this often to her, and she hated it. Not wanting to be like him, the Knight tried his hardest to step over the line and always keep the teasing playful and fun.

"Well this is weird, I got a request from this Emma girl wanting to be in a relationship with me. What do you think I should do?" She smiled and nuzzled closer. Making a soft hum noise as she pulled the blanket and duvet round her more shivering though at least her face was heated now. Pulling the blanket over her head she pouted a little. "Well...You are in a relationship with her right?" She asked shyly hoping that he didn't see this as a weekend fling.

She suddenly felt bad for thinking that. Jet was not that type of person. He was so far from that type of person he would be on the moon. How on earth did he chose her? She reached up again and placed her lips to his. Thank you...

burying herself between him and the covers she whimpered. "This cold is ridiculous." She whined at him. The fire had died down a little more then an hour ago. The chill seeping through the wall's. Heck she was half tempted to go put more clothes on..She wondered how on earth did Jet manage to survive up here. She'd have to make him a special bed cover or something maybe pyjama’s. She smiled at the taught. Him curling up every night with her love wrapped round him even though she wasn't there. Would she be in his dreams then?

Seeing she took it well, he smiled and hugged her gently, letting her warmth wash over him. She pulled the blanket over her head as if trying to hide from him and said "Well...You are in a relationship with her right?" Jet chuckled lightly, pulling her closer. "But of course! She's not only my lovely princess, but my saving grace, my guardian angel," he said, looking down to see she'd come out from hiding and was looking up at him. "There you are." As he said this she leaned up and kissed him gently, the sparks flying yet again as their lips touched. God, he could kiss those soft, peppermint lips for all eternity and be happy. If he could, he would!

As they cuddled closer together, she said "This cold is ridiculous." Nodding in agreement, as it was a bit chilly, he finally noticed the lack of fire. Thanking the higher power, whatever it was, that he had gotten lots of fire wood, Jet wrapped Emma extra in the blankets before getting up. "Lets get a fire going again, otherwise we might freeze!" he said, kissing her on the forehead. Starting another fire, he went to the kitchen to wash his hands before starting dinner. Looking next to him, he saw a thermostat. Wait, this place had a heater!?! His hand hitting his face, he sighed then laughed loudly at discovering it didn't work. Figures!

Going around the corner he stood there, cooking apron on and ready. 'Kiss the cook' on the front, he grinned his goofy grin and said "You like? I thought it appropriate." Chuckling, he pulled another apron from behind his back, a smaller version of his own. "Care to help me out with dinner my princess?" he said. Winking and blowing her a kiss he continued "I promise you'll get lots of treats and goodies if you do."

Soon the fire heated the room as she gave a appreciative moan as finally her limbs didn't feel numb. She snuggled into the blanket for a moment wishing Jet was still there. Looking over her shoulder to see him in the kitchen she unfurled her legs and padded over to where he was tinkering with something.

As he turned and revealed the apron she couldn't help the laughing fit that over took her. Oh bless him he owned one..."You like? I thought it appropriate." She smiled and walked over arm's circling his neck as she went on tip toes and kissed him. Order's where orders after all and when the apron tells you to do something you should do it. Pulling on the apron he had given her and rolling her eyes slightly she tied the strings and slid up beside him. "So what shall I do?" She asked curiously.

Emma walked into the kitchen, planting her lips against his for a moment before grabbing her apron and putting it on. Looks like she decided to take his aprons words to heart, was good for him! Laughing and putting his arm around her, he kissed her on the top of her head and looked to the sink. As she put on her apron she said "So what shall I do?" Looking down to her and smiling, he began telling her what needed to be done for the spaghetti. After the two worked for about 40 minutes, dinner was done! Taking a taste, he grinned and turned to his princess. "Perfect! Thank you my dear," he said, kissing her on the forehead. The table already set, Jet took the food there and got everything set up the rest of the way. A few moments later a romantic dinner for two was ready to begin!

"Dinner, is served!" With that they dug in, the food more delicious than Jet remembering it being before. Then he remembered something his mother had once told him. Cooking, like music, and everything else in life, can jump to new heights when done with love. Love what you do, and you will always accomplish more than you could ever dream! Love, the secret ingredient to a fulfilling life. Jet had taken those words to heart for as long as he could remember, always putting as much love as he could in everything he did. From music to cooking, even swordsmanship and leadership. He treated the men and women under him not as inferiors, but as equals. We're all soldiers fighting the same war for the same people and the same reason. Rank doesn't matter, all that matters is that we stand together! He had said that once before the battle in Drachma a few months back. He knew they'd all need each others backs in the future if the intelligence they'd received from agents in Drachma we're right. Their military was mobilizing on all fronts and on a scale unseen in that country for decades. If World War III was upon them, they'd need to fight tooth and nail, side by side until the end...

Shaking this off, knowing now was not the time to worry about the dark future, he refocused on his love sitting across form him. Smiling, he reached over and lightly grasped Emma's hand, their fingers interlocking almost immediately. Leaning over, he kissed it lightly. "How does it taste? I hope it's to your liking," he said, curious to see if she enjoyed it as much as he did.

"Dinner, is served!" Emma chuckled sitting across from him and slowly ate. Savouring the beautiful taste of the meal they had cooked together. It was a beautiful moment that she didn't want to wake from if she was still dreaming. She did have fears though. After all it hadn't been long since he had lost his previous girlfriend. One he had loved so much. He wouldn't do it intentionally but she worried she was a replacement.

Forcing the feeling down she linked her fingers with his and smiled as he kissed her hand. She dabbed at her face with the napkin paranoid of any sauce. Spaghetti was the worst date food ever if you where trying to stay pristine. That sauce had a habit of getting everywhere. "How does it taste? I hope it's to your liking," She smiled and kissed his hand back. "It was perfect." Softly stroking jet's hand with her thumb she couldn't agree more. "Everything is perfect."

“Thank you Jet....You've made this trip into one of the best day's of my life.” Emma kissed his hand again and nuzzled it softly. “You really are special...When most of the world has forgotten chivalry. Somehow you seem to live it and breath it.” It really was nice to be treated like a lady.

"It was perfect. Everything is perfect." Those were beautiful words coming from Emma's mouth, and Jet couldn't help but let his heart melt once more. Every second he was with her, every kiss, touch, breath made him fall more and more for this stunning young woman. She was truly an angel in every aspect he could conceive, and today was officially the best day he has ever had. Kissing his hand and rubbing it lightly with her thumb, the two eyes were locked once again. “Thank you Jet....You've made this trip into one of the best day's of my life. You really are special...When most of the world has forgotten chivalry. Somehow you seem to live it and breath it.”

He... didn't know what to say. Rarely was the General unable to speak, he was always able to find the words. Yet in this very moment, her words had silenced for the first time in his life. Just to hear her say that, it was a dream come true. Jet had always had self-confidence issues, even as a child. Especially when it came to women. Yet here he was, spending an amazing afternoon with the woman he had fallen head over heels for, and she felt the same. The princess understood the Knight, yet loved him all the same...

A single tear rolled down his face, a smile finding it's way to his lips. Slowly a few more began to fall as he started to chuckle. Standing up he walked around the table and knelt down on one knee, taking both of her hands in his own. "No Emma, I must thank you. Before now, I was a mess. A man on the edge, slowly falling into darkness. But you saved me, you pulled me from that darkness and showed me what it means to love again, what it means to feel. I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't fallen into my arms that day, and every day I thank whatever higher power there is that you did. These last few weeks have been some of the best I have ever had in my entire life, and it's all because of you. You truly are my guardian angel, and my beautiful princess. I can't even imagine life without you any longer, so thank you. You're amazing, and I will always be by your side, no matter what happens."

It all spilled out in one big speech, as if he had been holding it all back for so long. He couldn't find the will to stop, nor did he want to. He had to tell her how he felt, here and now. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out a blue piece of cloth, smooth and soft. "My mother gave this to me when I first started my training. I've kept it on me at all times since then. I want you to have it though, to remind you that no matter what, I will always care for you and be there for you. Forever and always." Putting it in her hands he stood up and pulled her close, pressing his lips against her. Jet put all of himself into his, all of his passion and love into a single kiss for her. As they pulled away he sang softly "My heart and soul flow with love, and I smile as I quietly reflect; I've been handed a sweet princess, a sweet princess to love and to protect."

"No Emma, I must thank you. Before now, I was a mess. A man on the edge, slowly falling into darkness. But you saved me, you pulled me from that darkness and showed me what it means to love again, what it means to feel. I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't fallen into my arms that day, and every day I thank whatever higher power there is that you did. These last few weeks have been some of the best I have ever had in my entire life, and it's all because of you. You truly are my guardian angel, and my beautiful princess. I can't even imagine life without you any longer, so thank you. You're amazing, and I will always be by your side, no matter what happens." She blushed biting her lip as her eyes shimmered. This wonderful man....was more then she deserved but she truly didn't want to let him go.

Watching as he pulled out a blue cloth which looked smooth as velvet or silk. He held it gently as if it was something precious and knowing the type of person he was it most likely was. "My mother gave this to me when I first started my training. I've kept it on me at all times since then. I want you to have it though, to remind you that no matter what, I will always care for you and be there for you. Forever and always." The tear's she held back flowed over as he kissed her. She held onto him in fear that opening her eyes she would find this had been a wonderful dream. And as he sang she tried to muffle her happy sobs.

"Jet...I...thank you." She sniffled softly rubbing her eyes dry. She couldn't find anything to say. Unlike the knight himself she was never gifted with words. She kissed him again softly before sitting back and undoing the ribbon that held her hair neatly. The old faded green silk falling to her lap. Folding the blue material just right she replaced the green ribbon with the blue. Smiling softly up at her boyfriend as she knotted it just right. "perfect fit....and it matches the uniform..." She said lightly before standing and cuddling into his chest sniffling softly as sobs tumbled from her. She was so happy.

His beloved began to cry, but these tears were different. No, instead they were happy tears, filled with happiness and joy. "Jet...I...thank you." She was speechless, he had literally taken the words from her. He had never done that anyone, except a few times during speeches. Even then it was in a dire, emotional time, ones filled with war, death, and despair. Untying the faded green ribbon from her hair, she let it fall to her lap as she grabbed his mothers ribbon. Putting up her hair, she tied up the silk and showed it off to him. "Perfect fit....and it matches the uniform..."

Smiling, he opened his arms as she jumped forward, holding her against him. "You look beautiful sweetheart," he said, kissing her head lightly as she sobbed against his chest. Reaching down he wiped her tears away and locked eyes with hers. "No more tears Emma, let me see that sweet smile." Kissing her nose, he chuckled and pulled her close again. "Can you promise me something?" he asked, slight shyness in his voice. "Never leave me, please?"