Jumper

With Genevieve defeated, there is only one thing left to do…

Starlight

When I became aware of my body once again, I nearly wept with relief. I could still feel the little beads pinging against me that I'd felt before, but the sensation was muted, and more comforting than anything else. It also made me aware that my body was still whole. It hurt like a son-of-a-bitch, but all my parts were where they were supposed to be. Through my exhaustion and soreness, I could hear things. People were talking quietly, walking around. There were a few people weeping, but the sound was quiet. There were a great many more people that sounded like they were in pain, but the sounds quickly passed- werewolves were healing at their normal rate of 'incredibly fast'.

Then, I remembered.

Genevieve's face, laughing at me, mocking me. My arm jumping off of my body to stake her. Sally ordering me not to die. The sounds of a fight. Josh's beautiful voice, his hand on my cheek. We won. We won! That was the only way to explain what I was hearing. A grateful, happy feeling washed over me, swept me up, and I opened my eyes. Josh was half slumped over against the wall next to me, dozing fitfully. He looked awful, and I instantly noted a bandage wrapped around his arm- he'd been slashed by something. We were still in Genevieve's circular room with the view of Paris' skyline. It had been converted into a hospital of sorts- the injured were lying on one side, getting tended to with supplies brought up from the basement. On the other side, mourners were sitting in vigils by the dead. I was relieved to see that the number of dead was very small, but it still pinched my heart to see young wolves made up the majority of those who had died in a sacrifice for my life.

Aidan, Sally, and Rebecca were nowhere to be found, but considering they weren't among the wounded or dead (except for Sally), I relaxed. We were safe- we were finally safe. I was free to marry Josh and spend the rest of my life in happiness. With that idea in mind, I attempted to sit up. It hurt quite a bit, but I managed to prop myself up against the wall, panting through my teeth. How the hell I had survived nearly being blasted to bits, I had no idea. Josh stirred, head rolling on his shoulders, before snapping upright, expression wide and vulnerable. I could tell that he'd been doing that ever since he took up watch next to me- his conscience and worry wouldn't let him sleep. When his gaze found me, he lurched in surprise before grabbing me and pulling me as close to him as humanly possible, burying his face into my hair. I melted into him, content to feel the lines of his body against mine, supporting me, loving me. "I was so worried," Josh was whispering, almost to himself, in my hair. I just pushed myself closer, unable to do anything more than feel him.

When Josh pulled away, holding me at arm's length, I smiled faintly. "I'm fine," I told him before he could ask, and he frowned, brushing hair from my forehead. I didn't sound my best, but I'd definitely sounded much worse. "Are you ok?" I asked him, emphasizing the 'you', and Josh's frown melted off to a troubled expression. He gave a tiny, helpless sort of shrug.

"If I'm not, there's nothing I can do about it. I'll be better once we get out of here," he told me, and I glanced around the room again, stomach queasy when I looked closer at those who were among the dead.

"Where are Rebecca and Aidan? And Sally?" I questioned, and Josh's face brightened.

"They're down in Genevieve's research labs, collecting all of her databases on jumpers as well as ghosts, vampires, and werewolves. And whatever else she's got down there. I figured you would want it." Josh told me, his grip on my hand tightening in a reassuring gesture. I frowned, unsure. Did I want to know everything that Genevieve had used against me? Did I really want to know everything that I could do, that my 'condition' could do? "What's wrong?" Josh asked, seeing my torn expression.

"I'm not sure if I want to see it," I shared, and Josh blinked at me.

"Why not? It's an end to all the mystery. If you know everything that Genevieve knew, then you'll be safer," Josh argued, and I suddenly saw the point of his argument. He wanted me to be safe- he didn't care what other things I could do or what Genevieve had collected. All he wanted was my safety, nothing else. A warm feeling blossomed in my heart, and I leaned over to kiss him, once again extremely grateful that, against all odds, everything had turned out well enough that I was still here and that Josh was with me. "Thanks," Josh panted in a laugh when I broke away, and I felt myself smile.

"I think you're right. I'll take home her files on jumpers, but everything else has to go unless the wolves or Sally or Rebecca and Aidan want to venture a look. I don't want to see what information Genevieve garnered through torture and experimentation, thanks. I'd rather her work was destroyed, just like her," I said firmly, eyes tracing the room until I found the pile of ashes a little ways off that used to be the horrible vampire who had hunted me and threatened my happiness and safety as well as my friends'. Josh grimaced, but nodded in understanding of my request.

"Emma! It's good to see you up!" Simon's voice broke into our conversation before the werewolf himself appeared. A long scratch on his arm was healing to a light, shiny pink, but other than that, he looked perfectly well. I beamed up at him, glad to see his face again. He patted my arm happily before heading over to some of his other healing wolves. As the alpha, it was his job to keep stock of the whole pack- and Simon was never one to shirk his duties.

"We should find Aidan, Rebecca, and Sally," I told Josh, and he hesitated, eyes flashing over me as he tried to determine just how 'fine' I was. "Josh," I complained, starting to push myself up, and he sighed, giving me a hand up. Every inch of my body felt sore, like I'd ran into a magnet again, but besides slightly shaky knees, I was fine. I'd dealt with worse pain, and the longer I stayed dormant, the more sore my muscles would become. He kissed the side of my head, an arm slipping around my waist to help me along. I limped with Josh's help silently past the short but still horrible line of the dead, biting my tongue to keep from crying. Once out of the circular room, Josh took me to an elevator and we descended down to her lab. It was odd going the normal way, that is, walking and taking elevators instead of jumping. I had never actually seen much of the interior of Genevieve's compound. I had only gone this way once, when Genevieve had caught me and forcibly moved me down into her lab to be studied. That thought made me shiver, and Josh tightened his grip until the doors dinged open.

"Hey, guys!" Josh yelled into the sterile white lab as we made our way inside. In an instant, Sally appeared in front of us. When she registered my presence, her face lit up like a Christmas tree.

"Emma!" She squealed, dancing on the spot and twirling in a circle, burning off her happy energy. Footsteps quickly came over, and then Rebecca appeared, Aidan directly behind. My longtime friend scooped me out of Josh's hold and held me close. I knew that by the way Rebecca's back was shaking that she would be crying if she was still human, and so I let her have her moment, laughing weakly as she picked me up off the ground. When she set me back down, her eyes were composed, if not a little mad.

"You need to stop this whole getting into life-threatening danger nonsense, do you hear me? I can't take anymore." She ordered as she smiled dazzlingly at me, happy. I grinned back at her.

"No problem. I'm seriously done," I told her, smiling at Aidan as he came over to hug me too. When he released me, looking relieved and finally relaxed for once, Josh's secure arm brought me close to his side once more, noting how my knees still shook.

"No, you can't be! Not yet! There's still one more thing you have to do," Sally interrupted, eyes widening with fake acting drama. I cocked an eyebrow at her and she grinned.

"You still have to marry Josh," She laughed, and Josh sent her a mock glare, trying not to laugh, as the rest of us burst into laughter.

Once we got over ourselves, Aidan, Rebecca and Sally showed us how they took her information on ghosts, vampires, and werewolves before destroying all of her equipment. They explained how they wanted her information to be public to everyone, so that anyone who was recently afflicted with a more supernatural change to their life could find the information they needed to become safe in a world full of humans. The file on jumpers was given to me, but I didn't read it. I kept that file, but only as a reminder that even though I was marrying Josh and my life was returning to some idea of normalcy, I was still partially dangerous- I always would be.

I married Josh at an average courthouse in Boston with Aidan, Rebecca, Sally, Josh's family, and Simon as guests. Since then, Josh and I had settled into a nice, easy routine. He still worked at the hospital, and I started as a receptionist there too. When we weren't pretending to be human, we were ourselves.

If that meant that I jumped us to the most beautiful and remote places on Earth to talk with nothing but starlight to keep us company, then that was exactly who we were.

There you have it! The end to Jumper. I'm horribly sorry that it took so long, that there was that long hiatus, and that, in my opinion, the writing was horrible from the start, but once I start something I have to finish it.

Thanks to all who reviewed and followed this story- this was all for you, after all.

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