*Jasper's POV

  The nightfall quickly approaches. Annabell still didn't wake up. I brought her to our house. We had a spare room but I never bothered to check how they set it. There ractically nothing but a king-sized bed and a little bedside table. I carefully put the angel in the warm covers a her rest. It's been few hours now. I hated every sed of this helplessness. She id pletely motionless. I am the one responsible for her being in the bed now. For exhausting herself to the point of losing sciousness. I couldn't take it anymore when I felt a ge in her emotions. She was getting more and more anxious. For a moment I became worried that I actally projected my owions ohen she shot up screaming. "Major!" Finally awake! Calling for me. My owions turned into turmoil and I o hold myself in pce because all I want is to go and take her in my arms. I'd never imagine she would too, but when she realized I'm right here, she was immediately out of the bed, running in my dire, reag her hands out to me.  It surprised me, though I didn't have any obje to her as. I hopefully started to reach out to her iurn but she suddenly stopped, took several steps bad put her hands behind her back while shamefully hanging her head.

  "What did I... did I... hurt you?" She said awkwardly. I should have known by now to not expect to get what she'll think or do. She's worried about me? I thought she'd run away the sed she realized I am near. I showed her the worst of me. I'm happy she's awake, not running away, yet angry at myself for hurting her and 't find words to express myself.

  She just stood there, probably waiting for an answer. Getting angrier and angrier, until her head shot up and she finally burst out. "Major Jasper Whitlock, I expe answer!"

  There is no way I misheard. She ractically screaming at me. She called me by my rank and name. So you did know. Ran through my mind. However, I was shocked and still didn't know how to respond. She should hate me. And she has all the right to.

  "Whoa." started Peter to ugh. He kept looking from oo the other between me and Annabell. I had nearly fotten he is in the room with us. "Yea Major, why don't you answer?" He could barely talk how hard he was ughing. Teasing me. "You know Annie, you always reminded me of someoh that short temper of yours!" Peter smirked now turning to Annabell.

  Peter had my full attention now. Always? How long does he know her anyway? I didn't like the sound of that.

  Annabell's head sowards Peter when he spoke up like she had no idea there was someoher thawo of us. I rather liked that. Now she was embarrassed again, hanging her head even lower than before. The soft blush was still visible to me as I stht opposite from her.

  "What is this? You didn't know I was here? My, my I get it you were too focused on Jasper you didn't even sense me standing here? You never failed to notice me, I'm the one hurt now." And new beam of ughter rang through the room. Peter's teasing deepened Annabell's blush and she pressed her lips together trying to hide her fabsp;

  I loo touch the painted cheeks, to make these deliciously looking lips- I couldn't appreciate the way her embarrassment made her look utterly adorable any longer as Peter stepped to Annabell, putting a hand on her shoulder. "You're no fun when you're out, gd you're up again." How dare you?! I let out a short quiet growl. He uood and took his hand off of her. "Alright, I'll be outside." Peter retreated and finally left the room, I felt bad for earlier but he knew I wouldn't hesitate to rip his hand off.

  Annabell stood there, head hanged low. I wao see her eyes, to make sure she face me without fear or hate. I slowly walked towards her. As I got closer, Aook a step back. She didn't move away wheer came to her. I was getting angry. Keeping the distaween us, she was afraid.

  It hurt almost the same way her light whip around my throat. "I'm not gonna hurt you." I tried to calm her in a quiet voice. She took aep. Invariably scared. "Please, don't be afraid of me." I pleaded, still whispering. Now there wasn't only fear but sadness in her emotions. WHAT I DO?

  "I'm not." She finally spoke up shaking her head but taking aep back, reag the wall. She started to slightly panic as she doesn't have ao run anymore. I am also certain, she 't reize her surroundings which doesn't help in my attempts to calm her down. I should have takeo her house. I thought with regret.

  "Then stop running from me Ann. I would never iionally hurt you. Please believe me." I was getting desperate. Stopping to stand two steps away from her to leave her some spa hope she will believe my words are true, I was never so desperate for anything else as I was for extinguishing Annabell's fear of me.

  On her face appeared a strange expression. "What I'm afraid of is not you but that I'll hurt you again." She said as if it should have been obvious, while she pressed her back to the wall, expet of my rea. No way...

  I closed the distaween us aly rested my hands on her shoulders. "Don't be, I'm fine. Most importantly, are you feeling alright? This was a sed time you lost sciousness in three days." I couldn't believe her, she is afraid that she could be dangerous to me? I sent wave of ess to her.

  "Thank you." She smiled at me. "Yes, I'm ok now." Yes, she knows a lot, and I know is telling the truth. Happy that there is no trace of fear left in her emotions I finally rexed.

  "You are incredible, angel..." I breathed out too quietly for human ears.

  Still smiling she moved even closer to me. Leaning in, she rested her head on my chest. I was overflowing with joy and her emotions were almost like a mirror of mihen I felt the pairied to hide from me as well as her grittih.

  "Annabell, what's causing the pain?" I asked, feeling her slightly stiffen.

  "What are you-" I cut her off, sort of annoyed she's trying to lie about what she feels when I feel it too. "Ann, I know you're hurting. Just tell me where."

  "Mh.." she huffed into my shirt trying to avoid answering. "Annabell Bck," I returned her full name calling. "tell me or I'll find it myself." I warned her, though joking. She didn't know that so when I reached under her knees and picked her up she embarrassedly squealed.

  "What do you think you're doing!? Put me back down!"

  "When you answer." I bargained.

  "Fine!" She resigned. "It's my ankle okay? Now put me down please." She looked like a tomato. Biting her lips, she waited. I didn't want to release her.

  "What if I don't want to let go of you?" I said jokingly but nothing was more true in that moment as I listeo her heartbeat qui.

  I really like writing these parts and I think Ja Rathbone is perfect for the character of Jasper. What do you say?