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"Chris," Aunt Phoebe said knocking on the door, "Let me in."

I looked at Jasper for a second before letting go of his hand and going to the door. Once the door was open I went back to sitting next to Jasper and took his hand again. Jasper smiled sadly at me again.

"Hello again Jasper," Aunt Phoebe said smiling, "I'm Phoebe."

Jasper waved his hand slowly but refused to look at her. Aunt Phoebe stared at him sadly before going and kneeling in front of him like she would do to a child. I guess she saw what I saw in him.

"Oh Sweetie," Aunt Phoebe said sadly, "It's okay. I know it's hard having this power and I can feel so much pain coming off of you. Will you tell me the rest of the story?"

I smiled when I realized that Aunt Phoebe was doing the same thing she did when I was a kid. Every time something was wrong Aunt Phoebe could get me to talk. She could get anyone to talk.

Jasper stared at Aunt Phoebe before he started to tell her everything about his mother. He looked so sad about the whole thing, but also distant. It was like he was telling a story.

He told her that when he was six years old his mother went off her meds completely. She blamed Jasper for everything that happened with his father even though it was just an accident.

After awhile he started to believe it himself, but he refused to leave his mother. He got used to being beaten and then his powers started in. They started when he was fourteen.

For the longest time he thought he was crazy. He thought he was becoming like his mother and he hid away from the world. Then he finally realized that it was a punishment for what he did.

"Honey," Aunt Phoebe said opening her arms and pulling him into a hug.

Jasper stiffened in her arms before slumping and crying into her shoulders. Aunt Phoebe rubbed his back and made shushing noises as she rocked him. I stared at them and wondered how the boy I had met had hidden this.

I knew that he had it bad, I wouldn't have been called if he didn't, but I couldn't believe it was like this. Jasper seemed to be a totally different person. It was amazing how good his mask was.

Aunt Phoebe kept rocking him until Jasper's arms loosened. She looked up at me and motioned for me to move before situating him under the blankets. Once he looked comfortable she turned to me.

"Thanks," I said in a whisper.

"No worries," Aunt Phoebe said smiling, "When he wakes up get him a chamomile tea."

"Got it," I said nodding.

With a hug Aunt Phoebe left my room. I looked at Jasper and sighed softly. I wished that I had known Jasper when he was younger so I would have been able to save him from all of the pain.

"I'll protect you now," I said to Jasper's sleeping form.

I conjured another bed next to mine and slipped into it. As much as I was hoping I could take a shower and change I didn't want to leave Jasper alone if I knew that I didn't have to.

Somehow during those thoughts I fell asleep. When I woke up I felt a hand on mine. I looked at the hand and followed the arm up until I saw Jasper's face. Jasper looked like he had just woken up himself also.

"Sorry," Jasper said pulling away.

"No," I said shaking my head, "It's alright."

"Okay," he said smiling shyly.

"I'm going to get us some tea," I said standing up.

"Yeah," he said yawning.

"Why don't you go take a shower and I'll make some breakfast too?" I said going to the door.

"I don't have any clothes," he said softly.

"Borrow some of mine," I said smiling, "The bathroom is right there."

Jasper nodded his head and I left the room. I went down into the kitchen and saw that no one was there. Looking at the calendar that was one the fridge I saw that no one was going to be home today.

As I started to make food I thought about everything that was going on. Jasper was under my skin by now and I didn't know if I could leave him alone after this. I wanted to protect him and I didn't understand.

"Well hello Chris," someone said from behind me.

Turning around startled I saw Grams standing in front of the island with a smile on her face. I smiled myself and shook my head while wondering how she got here. I was glad she was here though.

"Hey Grams," I said sighing.

"What's wrong?" Grams asked slowly, "Does this have something to do with that boy that was in your room?"

"Yeah," I said blushing.

"You have a crush on him," she said smirking.

"Maybe," I said shrugging, "Honestly, it's really confusing. He really gets under my skin and I don't even know him."

"Then get to know him," she said before leaving.

I sighed to myself. Grams was right. I jus had to get to know him. Since he was going to be living with us it would be easy. At least I hoped. Jasper was either very distant or clinging onto me.

It wasn't that I minded. I was just worried about what was going on in his mind. I didn't want him to end up breaking down when I was right there to help him. He needed to know though.

"Chris," Jasper said softly.

I looked over at Jasper and saw him biting his lip and looking down at his clothing. Nodding my head I smiled happily and walked closer to him. His eyes widened when I came closer to him and he stepped backwards.

"Jasper," I said calmly, "I get that you don't know me, but you have to trust me."

He stared at me for a moment before sighing and moving closer to me. I smiled happily at him before grabbing a cup and pouring some tea for him. He took the cup from me and nodded his head.

"Told you that you couldn't resist me," Jasper said smirking at me again.

"Shut up," I said rolling my eyes.

Jasper laughed quietly to himself and took a drink of his tea. I shook my head and decided that this was the perfect time to start to get to know Jasper. Us being alone would hopefully set his mind at ease.

"So," I said calmly, "Tell me about you."

"You know about my mom and dad already," Jasper said sighing.

"I don't care about them," I said honestly, "I want to you about you."

He stared at me in confusion, but started to talk about himself. I ended up finding out about a few of his favorite things. The fact he loved the color silver and tried to collect anything with a rainbow on it.

During the whole conversation I could see the mask that he wore slipping. We ended up sitting there for awhile drinking our tea. I didn't know what time it was until I heard the door open.

I looked at Jasper as both of us got up to see who it was. We walked through the dining room and into the living room. Wyatt sat on the couch pulling books out of his bag.

"At the library again?" I asked shaking my head.

"Well," Wyatt said turning to me, "It takes a lot to become a doctor."

"I wouldn't know," I said smirking.

"Yeah," he said rolling his eyes, "Hey Jasper."

"Hey," Jasper said waving slightly.

"I hear you're going to be staying here for awhile," Wyatt said slowly.

"Yeah," he said nodding.

"What are you getting at?" I asked glaring.

"Just that I now have someone to help me pick on you," Wyatt said smiling happily.

"Sorry Wyatt," Jasper said playfully, "Kit is mine."

"Kit?" I asked confused.

"Yeah," he said nodding, "I've decided that I'm going to call you Kit."

"Do I get a say in this?" I said sighing.

"Not a chance," he said before kissing my lips and walking away.

My eyes widened when Jasper did that. I didn't know what he thought was going on between us, but I didn't want to question it. I liked having him by me too much to even think about it.

"Chris," Wyatt said shocked.

"Yeah?" I asked turning to him.

"He just kissed you," he said confused.

"Yeah," I said smiling, "He did."

"Are you gay?" he asked slowly.

"I think so," I said nodding.

"Finally," he said laughing, "I was waiting for you to tell me."

"Whatever," I said rolling my eyes, "At least he knows about magic."