1x1 with Jazzyleia

[stormy tom]

Winter sighed and finished his mango. "Well, I'm going for a jog down the beach." He stood up. and went with Mooneyes. "I'll see you in an hour or two. I'll be back by supper time all the same." He went to the door and then turned back. "I love you." He said and then he was gone with the cat at his tail.

He placed his feet in the sand and faced the beach. It extended into the distance forever.

[Jazzyleia]

Jasmine watched him leave. She picked up the plates and cleaned them. She then put the fruit away and walked into the living room. Laying down on the couch, Jasmine closed her eyes. She felt Winter was acting a little different. Maybe she was just thinking he was.

[stormy tom]

Winter placed his feet, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Power.
Energy.
Strength.

Winter opened his eyes and the flame ignited. He felt his bare feet dig into the sand and push off with a great burst. Mooneyes leapt beside him and together they ran along the shoreline. He felt alive, wind in his hair and sun on his back. This was the life.

No confinement.

Jasmine all the time, all to himself. No guns shooting at him and preventing him from running free, being with Jasmine. He was always ready though, keeping his body in shape every day. Tonight maybe he could train with Jasmine. A few months ago he had gotten heat stroke.

This was the longest period of not feeling the results of the sun he had ever had in his life. After years of exposure, his body was getting used to it. It felt amazing.

Sea shells cut his feet but he didn't care. He ran right over a glass bottle and crushed it, continuing down the beach. When it started to get hot he turned and ran in the water, splashing.
Finally he started to head back, hungry and energized and ready for Jasmine's love. He had a lot of his won to give as well. Too much to contain within a human shell.

[Jazzyleia]

Jasmine fell asleep on the couch, her feet pulled into her and her hands under her head. At least they had nothing to worry about. No one ever came out here, no one would ever find them. She was happy they could finally be together without someones threat over them. She breathed stadily in her sleep.

[stormy tom]

Winter ran up the beach and came up the stairs. He took a deep breath and opened the door. His eyes were bright and alive, chest glinting with spray. He stopped, putting his hands on his knees and panting.
"Whew, I'm home." He breathed. "That felt good." His feet stung from the salt water and he didn't dare get blood on the carpet but that was fine. "I'm going down to the beach to wash off. Don't want to track it in the house." He saw her on the couch and went down to the beach.

There was some glass in his foot but that didn't matter. He pulled it out and put them in the water with a sigh.

[Jazzyleia]

Jasmine had a dream. It was one she had not had for years.
She was trapped back down in the basement where her arm was stabbed. She looked around in her dream. Just like she remembered but something was different. Winter never came, never came to kill her step father and save her. Loking around, she noticed the men had killed Alfie. She looked back at them, scared, knowing she was going to die. She screamed at them, trying to get away, but she couldnt.
Her screams echoed in the house where she slept. She moved around but she couldnt get out of her dream."No! Leave me alone!"

[stormy tom]

Winter felt the air change. He stood up and walked inside. He needed water.
Jasmine.
Something was wrong. He knelt beside her and touched her face, concerned. "Jasmine! Jasmine!" She was moving, like she was having a nightmare. "Jasmine wake up!" He gently shook her shoulders.

[Jazzyleia]

Jasmine felt someone shaking her and her eyes flew open. She instantly wrapped her arms around Winter and pulled herself to him, crying into his shoulder. "You werent there this time." She knew he would have no idea what she was talking about but the words came out.

[stormy tom]

"I'm always here and always will be," Winter was confused, but he spoke softly and pulled her into him, stroking her hair and wrapping his body around her. He let his gentle warmth and strength soak into her, rocking side to side slowly and letting her tears drip onto his shoulder. "Shhh, I'm right here," he whispered. "Peace. Shhh..." he rubbed her back with his other hand with strong, fluid motions, willing her to be calm and at rest.
What had happened?

[Jazzyleia]

Jasmine kept her head on Winters shoulder but calmed down a little, enough to talk. Of course, he would never leave her. It was just a nightmare. "I was back in that basement with Alfie. But instead of what really happened, Alfie was dead and you didnt come. And I couldnt fight back because of my arm." Jasmine took deep breaths and calmed down more. She was safe, Winter loved her.