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[Jack has been a little preoccupied lately. It's an odd sense of impending doom, actually. Like something really bad is going to happen, and soon. Still, as much as Jack believes in his gut feelings he hasn't shared them with anyone else. It's worse today, but Jack decides maybe he just ate something bad. Yeah, he's in denial already. Still, he feels like maybe he should see Rose. Wasn't she living with that guy version of Meryl now? Well, hopefully he wouldn't have a problem with Jack turning up uninvited. Even if he did, Jack decides he doesn't care. He wasn't there for him.]

[He goes to the door of her new home and knocks; then waits.]

((Poor Jack and his weird gut feelings, I wonder what he could be feeling /itisamystery.jpg. Anyway, locked to

by_anothername and possibly

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[Rose hunted through the cabinets, finding the plates, forks and cups, then going over to the table, she set out the two settings.]

Ah, maybe you should make some extra for Merrel later? I'd be nice, since he's letting me stay with him like this...

Uh...

[Did someone write "personal chef" on his forehead whilst he was asleep or something?]

Sure.

[Still, he supposes she's right; Rose was safe here and he had Merrel to thank for it.]

As a thank you for looking after you.

[Man don't insist on cooking then complain.]

It doesn't have to be a lot, I just thought since you were making it anyway. I could always just make him something.

[She finished putting the dishes down and went back to the kitchen, seeing what else she could do to help

[But he likes complaining, it gives his life meaning]

Yeah, I'll just make more. It's no problem.

[Though it might be funny to have Merrel eat Rose's cooking, he doesn't think it would be a nice way to say "thanks". Seeing her come back in, he quickly thinks of something else she can do that keeps her away from the food.]

Ah- Why don't you be picking out something to drink?

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[She nods, going to the fridge and opening it up to look at the contents inside.]

What do you want? It looks like mostly Merrel has some milk and juice. ~~And some protein shakes.~~

Huh, that's kind of boring. No wine?

[~~Mmm protein shakes and pasta~~]

Doesn't look like it.

[Glancing from around the refrigerator door at Jack.]

I could go look for some in another kitchen if you want.

[~~Get her out of your hair longer.~~]

Uh...

[Well, on one hand it would get her out of his way long enough that she wouldn't touch the food... on the other hand, she might get hurt if she dares to venture out of the room for more than five seconds. ~~Overprotective, what.~~]

No, we can make do with juice.

[To be fair the cooking was going smoother than he'd expected, and as a result it was also taking less time because he wasn't poking around ingredients. If he could keep her busy a little while longer...]

You can be pouring the juice out if you like.

[Taking the juice out of the fridge, she takes a second to go look over Jack's shoulder, as if she knows more about cooking than he does, and making sure he wasn't messing up.]

Did you remember to put some cheese in the sauce so it can melt while it cooks?

Yes, Rose.

[Well that wasn't completely retarded advice, at least.]

I even grated it so it melts easier.

[See? He can be competent occasionally.]

[She seemed pleased at that, leaving Jack to finish up the meal so she could pour the juice into the two glasses, making small talk as she worked.]

Oh yeah. Merrel said he'd help me with my self defense training while I was staying here.

[~~Gonna wrestle around with him.~~]

Oh yeah?

[He adds a couple of things to the sauce, then puts some pasta into some water he's had on the boil for a few minutes.]

What happened to Adrian teaching you? I can remind him, if you like... he might have just forgotten.

He's still teaching me, but Merrel wanted to do something to help.

[Finishes filling the cups, and returns the juice to the fridge.]

I figured every little bit helps.

True. I'd offer to teach you too, but... well, I think two teachers are enough.

[He turns the heat down on the pasta so it doesn't boil over, idly stirring the sauce as he speaks.]

You already do plenty for me Not that Adrian and Merrel don't either...

[But she didn't think Vamp would be too thrilled with her rolling around on a mat with Jack.]

[Now that her jobs were done, she went back to watch Jack, resting her head on his shoulder. It was almost done so she wasn't going to offer any more advice.]

[Jack wouldn't object to rolling around on a mat with Rose, though. :T]

I do things for you because I care about you.

[And because he's a bit of a jerk, but that doesn't change that he does care. He leans his head on hers lightly, before he has to move away to drain the pasta.]

I know. And I care about you too, Jack.

[She moved back to give him room as he finished making the food. She got some hotpads out so they could take the pots out to the table.]

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