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Jake's POV

I woke up in the spare room at Gramps' place with a huge headache. I opened my eyes but my vision was too blurry and out of focus to see anything. I could hear Trixie, Spud and Fu in the kitchen. I sat up, my head spun and my body ached, I felt like I was going to puke, but it went away as I lay back down.

"Ooooooh my God!" I groaned as I pulled the blanket over my head. I tried to fall back asleep then something fell on the bed next to me, I jumped but didn't say anything. I was scared of what it could be, I started to pull my knees up to my chest up felt a sharp ripple run through my entire body.

"You feel like getting up Emily Rose?" Fu joked as he shook me roughly. He pulled the covers off my head but I yanked them back up.

"C'mon, kid. You've been sleeping for three days now, I think it's time you got up." he protested,

"Three days? You've GOT to be joking!" I practicaly yelled as I threw the covers off my head, I sat up slowly, wincing at the now moderate body pain.

"Well, ya. I got you up though. Sore much?" he laughed, I nodded. I passed my hand through my hair, it's really greasy, I should take a shower. Fu reached over and grabbed my wrist roughly, turning it up to the light, the ugly, fresh cut looked angry and a bit infected.

"Jake-" Fu started slowly, shocked.

"Fu. I don't cut." I stated, staring into the dog's obsidian eyes. I pulled my wrist back gently, he kept staring at me quietly. I stood up and tried to stretch out the strain, bad idea, nice try though. I took inventory of what I was wearing, Navy sweat pants and a white Bon Jovi T-shirt. I walked over to the closet where we kept our extra clothes incase we need to change before going home or if we had to pull an all-nighter, with school starting in a week we'll have to get some new school clothes to replace the worn out rags we use for dragon practice. Needless to say, dragon training hasn't been to kind to our wardrobe, especially since most of what we wear is flammable.

I pulled on a grey long sleeve shirt and tugged the cuffs to hide my wrist.

"Don't tell Gramps, about my wrist. He doesn't need to worry about any of that right now." I turned to him and he gave me a nod, I could always count on Fu to keep a secret. I just need to make sure it stays a secret on my part.

"Mother Trucker!" Spud cursed, Trixie started laughing loudly. I opened the door wider and walked down the small hallway to the kitchen.

"Hey, guys" I greeted. Their heads snapped in my direction and I could see the exploded egg on Spud's face, he put another egg in the microwave.

"Yo baby, how you feelin' ?" Trixie asked warmly, I smiled.

"I'm doin alright. Spud, you should get that egg of your face before you get salmonella poisoning or something." Spud gave me a puzzled look.

"Jake, it's egg not salmon." he corrected, Trixie rolled her eyes. I went to the apartment door that lead to the back room of G's shop, the shower was downstairs.

"I'm going in for a shower." I called, they nodded and went back to their 'cooking'. I walked downstairs and saw Grampa in the front room.

"Hey, Gramps" I peeked my head out the door frame, he put his finger over his mouth to shush me and pointed at Jake's POV

I woke up in the spare room at Gramps' place with a huge headache. I opened my eyes but my vision was too blurry and out of focus to see anything. I could hear Trixie, Spud and Fu in the kitchen. I sat up, my head spun and my body ached, I felt like I was going to puke, but it went away as I lay back down.

"Ooooooh my God!" I groaned as I pulled the blanket over my head. I tried to fall back asleep then something fell on the bed next to me, I jumped but didn't say anything. I was scared of what it could be, I started to pull my knees up to my chest up felt a sharp ripple run through my entire body.

"You feel like getting up Emily Rose?" Fu joked as he shook me roughly. He pulled the covers off my head but I yanked them back up.

"C'mon, kid. You've been sleeping for three days now, I think it's time you got up." he protested,

"Three days? You've GOT to be joking!" I practicaly yelled as I threw the covers off my head, I sat up slowly, wincing at the now moderate body pain.

"Well, ya. I got you up though. Sore much?" he laughed, I nodded. I passed my hand through my hair, it's really greasy, I should take a shower. Fu reached over and grabbed my wrist roughly, turning it up to the light, the ugly, fresh cut looked angry and a bit infected.

"Jake-" Fu started slowly, shocked.

"Fu. I don't cut." I stated, staring into the dog's obsidian eyes. I pulled my wrist back gently, he kept staring at me quietly. I stood up and tried to stretch out the strain, bad idea, nice try though. I took inventory of what I was wearing, Navy sweat pants and a white Bon Jovi T-shirt. I walked over to the closet where we kept our extra clothes incase we need to change before going home or if we had to pull an all-nighter, with school starting in a week we'll have to get some new school clothes to replace the worn out rags we use for dragon practice. Needless to say, dragon training hasn't been to kind to our wardrobe, especially since most of what we wear is flammable.

I pulled on a grey long sleeve shirt and tugged the cuffs to hide my wrist.

"Don't tell Gramps, about my wrist. He doesn't need to worry about any of that right now." I turned to him and he gave me a nod, I could always count on Fu to keep a secret. I just need to make sure it stays a secret on my part.

"Mother Trucker!" Spud cursed, Trixie started laughing loudly. I opened the door wider and walked down the small hallway to the kitchen.

"Hey, guys" I greeted. Their heads snapped in my direction and I could see the exploded egg on Spud's face, he put another egg in the microwave.

"Yo baby, how you feelin' ?" Trixie asked warmly, I smiled.

"I'm doin alright. Spud, you should get that egg of your face before you get salmonella poisoning or something." Spud gave me a puzzled look.

"Jake, it's egg not salmon." he corrected, Trixie rolled her eyes. I went to the apartment door that lead to the back room of G's shop, the shower was downstairs.

"I'm going in for a shower." I called, they nodded and went back to their 'cooking'. I walked downstairs and saw Grampa in the front room.

"Hey, Gramps" I peeked my head out the door frame, he put his finger over his mouth to shush me and pointed at Cienna who was sleeping on the couch. I nodded comprehensively.

"Good morning, Jake. How are you feeling now?" he asked quietly, he seemed pretty happy today which was always good, we got less work.

"Pretty good. I'm just going in for a shower, cool?" He nodded and returned to his paper.

I stepped into the shower and immediately reached for the shampoo, the warm water helped relax my sore muscles but not by much. Dark bruises covered my body, not the small ones that you get when you fall off your skateboard but the big ugly ones that you get from landing on a railing after you fall off said skateboard... or a bad fight with another dragon.

When I got out, I made sure that all marks were hidden, that won't last for too long. Cienna was still lying on the couch but was talking to Gramps, I walked in and she turned to me happily.

"Long night?" I asked, her hair was a mess and she was still wearing the clothes from yesterday. She nodded exhaustedly.

"Like wearing my clothes?" she asked slyly, I gave her a confused look and she tugged on her own shirt. I looked at the grey long sleeve,

"Oops, my bad." I apologized. I had to admit, I looked good, not that I would make a habit of wearing her clothes. She laughed.

"It's all good." she chuckled, normally I would have taken off the shirt and hand it over. I guess I liked to show off a bit which I think she found 'cute'. I wasn't willing on giving up my... her shirt just yet, which I think she picked up on but didn't say anything.

"We spoke to the Witches and they've created a spell so no one remembers ever seeing you in the past couple days except for us." Gramps informed me, was that a good thing?

"Why, what did I do?... Did I kill anyone?" I gasped. It's ironic that something designed to kill is completely revolted by the thought of taking another life. I never killed anyone that I know of... yet. Gramps and Cienna exchanged glances.

"You don't remember anything?" She asked me surprised. I thought over the past few days but only came up with a couple of memories.

"No, not really." I shook my head while tugging nervously at the sleeves of my shirt. Gramps tossed me a newspaper and I saw the heading that read "Boy, 14, destroys Radiology wing at St. Mary's Hospital, injuring 9.". I angrily threw the newspaper on the small coffee table and flopped down on the couch, I ran my fingers through my hair.

"I thought you said no one remembers me." I accused, he shook his head slowly.

"They don't remember anymore. The spell was only set today." he explained.

"Did I do anything else?" I asked, scared of the answer. Scared that I did something irreversible but scared they didn't know what I did, which means that I could have done more than what I feared. They both shrugged, of course. The cut on my wrist throbbed angrily, I tugged the shirt further over my wrist but I could never manage to pull the sleeve long enough, even if it reached my foot.

"Don't stretch it, you'll wreck it." Cienna fussed, she reached over and tugged back on the sleeve revealing my ugly wound. She stared at it, gawking. I silently begged her not to say anything.

"Oops, sorry Jake. I scratched you. Here, let's go clean that." she grabbed my wrist lightly and pulled me towards the bathroom. She closed the bathroom door behind us silently, before holding my wrist up towards the light above the mirror.

"What the hell is that?" she whispered loudly when she was sure no one could hear, she pulled out the dressing and alcohol. I shook my head, what was I suppose to say? Oh, ya, that? well Orision and I were chatting and he decided to threaten me by taking a blade to my wrist.

"I-I... I didn't do it. Honestly I didn't, Cienna." I sputtered, voice breaking as a bad taste burned the back of my throat. She nodded and started wrapping my wrist.

"Your mom will be soo happy to see you. She was so worried, you wouldn't believe." She changed the subject quickly, I completely forgot!

"What about dad?"

"He's gone on a business trip." she shrugged, I guess he doesn't remember seeing me after I got back. She finished wrapping my wrist.

"Thanks" I inspected the wrappings, Gramps isn't going to believe that she just scratched me. I've gone through worse without having anything bandaged, I could tell she was thinking the same thing. At least it'll heal in a few days, a week or two at most for the scar to disappear.



"Hey, mom!" I called as I walked through the front door, she practically sprinted into the foyer and grabbed me so tight that it actually hurt. My bruises were protesting the contact and my entire body heated under the pressure, I really wrecked myself up. She fervently started kissing my face to which I started to blush and squirm away.

"Mooooom." I whined. She withdrew at my awkward disposition.

"A-are you OK? Where did you go? How are you feeling?..." She shot questions left and right, I couldn't tell when or if she ever paused to take a breath.

"I'm fine... now" I added, she dropped her grasp on my shoulder and turned to Gramps and Cienna.

"Did you get him checked out?" She cautioned, did I? I looked back curiously as the three nodded. I don't remember anything since taking the cab home.

"Welcome back, Jacob." I turned to look at the top landing of the stairs, Aunt Cathy was walking down the wooden stairs slowly, uncertainly. What is she doing here? I could see Greggy peeking from behind his mother. Scared much?

"Thanks" I replied curtly. It's not like I'm some kind of monster, though they didn't help. Cathy gave Greggy the A-OK and he re-adopted his bravado composure as he began to decend the stairs like the fearless dragon he was, too late for that. An awkward silence filled the house, I could hear whispering from the upstairs unit.

"JAKE!" I heard Haley holler from somewhere upstairs. She ran down the stairs, practically shoving our aunt to the side. Haley ran over and leaped up into my arms, I wasn't really expecting it so I fell back onto the hardwood, hissing in pain.

I got up and went to sit on the couch to relax a bit. Gregory didn't want much to do with me because I was mainly stealing his stage, I didn't really care though. Cienna sat with me while Haley ran back upstairs to play with out cousing Anna who was a few years younger than she was.

"Awww, man! I'm wrecked." I exclaimed, everything hurt now. I sat rubbing my gut and side, I checked earlier and there was a huge bruise forming across my abdomen.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to kick you that hard." She appologized. I hiked up my shirt to take another look at the sore spot, fair enough it was starting to bruise a dark yellowish-green, It's actually kinda cool.

"Damn, girl. I don't want to get you mad at me too often. That'll be good for school in case someone wants to have a go at the new kid." I joked.

Later that evening, I got ready for bed. I have to admit, I was a bit nervous since the last time I slept here. I layed on my bed and waited for myself to fall asleep, this is going to be a loooong night. I soon decided that I wouldn't get much sleep in my room tonight. Pillow and throw blanket in hand, I set out into the dark hallway.

I walked quietly up to the door as to alert no one else in the house. I tapped on the wooden door lightly, I heard movement in the other room.

"Ya?" I heard a soft voice call out from the other side, I opened the door swiftly, putting the right amount of pressure on the door so it would squeak less.

"It's just me. Mind if I bunk with you tonight?" I called into the darkness. The tiny lamp on the nightstand flicked on to reveal a very sleepy Haley, rubbing her eyes.

"Sure, Jake." she accepted groggily. I closed the door behind me, making my way to the vacant side of the bed slightly smaller than mine. She flicked off the light and quickly fell asleep, I realized that I actually missed Haley alot. Even though I was only gone for a day or so I was very homesick and missed my family. Haley turned over in her sleep, grabbing my arm which was probably mistaken for one of her thousands of stuffed animals, it feels good to be home. It wasn't long before I too fell asleep.


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The end! :D I'm a bit sad to see this story end but I'll be OK. I have someone who's going to Beta for me in the next story so it'll probably look better ;D I'll see you guys later with a third story! I'm soo excited! This one's a bit of a leap for me but I think it'll turn out pretty cool with the extra help. :D