The week went by all too slowly and all too fast all at once. Jackie, though it was evident at times that she didn't exactly want to, got up every morning and dragged herself through the day. Ben tried to get her to take some time off of work but she kept refusing. Besides, Ben had been a friend of her parents' and so he was helping with the funeral, and Jackie certainly didn't want to think about that in the hours that she doesn't necessarily have to. Jax kept trying to lift her spirits by telling her stories about the future, despite any and all protests from Rip. It seemed to be working to, as she would sound genuinely happy whenever he started talking about the days yet to come. He supposed it was because with her entire world in shambles all around her the stories were a reminder to her, that the world is still turning and she does have things to look forward to.

But when the night before the funeral arrived Jackie was visibly starting to crack. She had holed herself up in her room, well technically Sara's room but that's beside the point, all day and only come out for dinner. After dinner she returned to her room and Jax knew that if he was going to have any luck bringing her out of her funk tonight then he was going to have to do better than some stories.

"Jackie?" He asked, knocking on her door before poking his head into the room. He found her sitting on her bed, looking over the words in some kind of information packet about apartments.

"Hey," she said, snapping her head up. He sighed at the sight of her; she had been looking almost all week for an apartment and reading anything she could find that could explain finances to her. She knows the basics of course but not enough and now she doesn't have her parents to teach her. "What's up?" She asked; Jax walked a little further into the room before answering her.

"Rip says we're leaving tomorrow, after the funeral." He informed her,

"I know, and I'm trying to figure where I'll be going." She reminded him, sounding like she was growing very frustrated with the idea of tomorrow coming. Rip had already explained to her, though she hadn't actually had the courage to ask, that her parents deaths were an event that could not have been prevented.

"You've been working on that all day, why don't you take a break?" Jax suggested and she huffed in annoyance.

"Because how will that help me?" She all but snapped; she truly was getting fed up at this point.

"It'll clear your head," Jax promised and Jackie did seem to consider that, "Come on, I want to show you something."

"Whoa," Jackie said in awe when Jax dragged her out into the woods and they came to a stop outside of a massive spaceship. "So that contest was completely bogus, wasn't it?" She asked and Jax laughed,

"You didn't figure that part out?" He asked in disbelief and Jackie gave a shrug.

"I was hopeful," she replied with a small laugh, recognizing that she probably shouldn't have fallen for the hoax to begin with.

They made their way inside and Jackie was even more amazed by the interior of the ship, it looked like something straight out of her comic books.

"We all made that face too," Jax admitted when his friend's jaw dropped.

"I don't blame you," she said and he just couldn't fight the smirk that was crossing his face. He could see it in her eyes, on her face, that for a moment she had forgotten. She had forgotten her pain, her worry, her frustrations, all of it. Right now the only part of her that was present was the sci-fi loving girl who was seeing something she had only ever been able to dream about.

He showed her around the ship; showed her all the bunks, the med bay, and even introduced her to Gideon, which had garnered even more amazement from her. She trailed behind him in wonder, gazing at everything that they passed by.

"You are so lucky," she finally said as they returned to the bridge,

"Oh yeah, I get to go psycho hunting tomorrow." He joked and she laughed,

"I would do that in a second." She told him and although he remained smiling, it was a softer smile now as he leaned against the main console.

"So why don't you?" He asked and she looked at him in total confusion,

"What?" She asked, a small and almost knowing smile starting to find its way onto her lips as she began to realize what he meant.

"Come with us," he offered,

"Isn't that up to Rip?" Jackie asked with a disbelieving laugh, a chance like this was something beyond her wildest dreams, which is saying something because like most kids who grew up on comic books her dreams could get pretty wild.

"He's on the fence about it," Jax admitted, pushing himself off the table in order to stand closer to his friend. "But it'll help if he knows you actually want to come," he assured her and for a minute she was practically speechless.

"What would I tell Ben?" She finally asked, knowing full well that her boss is literally the only other person in this town that she actually has.

"I trust Ben, most of the team does too. Rip might not but he's not the best judge of character," he admitted and she laughed, "Tell him the truth," he said,

"He would never believe me, he'd try and send me therapy." She said but Jax only shrugged.

"You'd be flying into the time stream before he could," he assured her and she let out a nervous sort of giggle, suddenly realizing how close to him she was standing.

"This is insane," she deadpanned with a bright smile, one that told Jax there just might be a "But" coming at the end of that sentence.

However he never got the chance to find out. He and Jackie had been standing extremely close, so close that if either had thought about it the distance would've been exceptionally easy to close. But they never got that chance either, because apparently they were no longer alone.

"Oh God!" The surprised voice rang out and not only snapped the two in the bridge back to reality but also prompted them to jump away from each other, despite nothing having happened. They snapped their heads to the main doorway where Sara and Len were standing, Sara having been the one to shout in surprise.

"Sorry to interrupt the party," Len drawled.

"What?" Jax asked before realization struck him, "No! I was just showing Jackie the ship." He defended before realizing there was another question at hand, "What are you guys doing out here?" He asked; Len rolled his eyes.

"Well we WERE going to bed, we thought you two were in our room and so we needed another place to sleep." He excused, at that Jackie crossed her arms and joined the conversation.

"What about Sara's room?" She asked,

"I haven't slept there in months, it's your room." Sara replied,

"Ok so why didn't you just-" Jax cut himself off, realizing what his roommates had thought he and Jackie were doing. "Come on man," he said in a disappointed voice but Len just shrugged.

"Lesson learned; I'll knock next time." He promised before turning to Sara,

"Are you going to hike all the way back to the house?" He questioned and she thought about it, or more specifically thought about how on the ship there is no excuse for her and Len to be sharing a bed and now that people know they're out here they would need an excuse.

"Yeah, your bed is more comfortable." She answered, thus giving him a reason to follow her.

"Agreed," he said and with that they headed off the ship, leaving Jackie and Jax standing alone on the bridge once again.

"Do they think they're fooling anybody?" Jackie asked once the crook and the assassin were safely out of earshot. Jax simply raised is hands and shook his head with a sigh of frustration.

"I honestly don't know," he replied, she raised an eyebrow at him.

"Is it going to be safe for you to go back to your room?" She questioned and he nodded.

"Yup," He assured her,

"They kind of remind me of an old married couple," Jackie mused and Jax had to smirk at that, because they really do.

The funeral was the next morning.

The entire team went, regardless of the fact that it meant facing some people whom they had already said goodbye to. It was a small funeral, just people who had been friends with Jackie's parents and a couple of her friends from high school who hadn't gone too far from town.

"How you holding up kid?" Ben asked, approaching Jackie and wrapping her in a hug.

"I'm alright," She assured him as she pulled away, "Um listen Ben, I hate to leave you with no help in the garage but-" She began to say but he silenced her by holding up his hand.

"Don't worry about it kid, I'd get out of this town too if I were you." He assured her and she thanked him with a grateful smile.

"Thank you," She said,

"You know where you're going?" He asked and she drew a breath,

"I'm actually going with Jax." She said and although Ben did seem surprised by this he also seemed happy about it.

"Jax," he called, getting the attention of the younger man who was standing not so far away and talking with his sister.

"Yeah?" He asked, heading over and joining the two.

Ben smiled for a minute before placing his hand on his shoulder in a firm but friendly grip.

"Take care of her," he instructed and Jax nodded; suddenly realizing that without her father, Ben was the closest thing to the roll that Jackie has.

"Yes sir," he agreed readily, they all knew he was going to keep Jackie safe, just like they all know that she doesn't need him to.

Meanwhile, not far from where Jax and most of the others were, Stein had found Ingrid lingering in the crowd.

"You going to talk to her?" Sara asked, coming up to stand beside him.

"And say what?" He questioned, now turning to look her in the eye. "I haven't spoken to her this entire extra week that we've stayed," He said in a slightly nervous voice, ok maybe more than slightly.

"Jackie's parents died, she understands why we're still here." She assured him but he still looked as though he wasn't going to be moving any time soon, so Sara took it upon herself to go and say hello to the older woman.

Stein watched, briefly considering yanking her back but ultimately deciding not to, as Sara made her way over to where Ingrid was standing with Haley and started talking to her. He had to admit that his friend did seem rather happy to see Sara, giving her a hug and engaging her in conversation. He was just about to walk away when his 'daughter' motioned for him to come over and so, with a deep breath, he did.

"Hello Ingrid," he greeted his friend politely

"Martin, I'm so glad you were able to make it." She said, her voice completely void of the hostility he'd feared she would hold towards him. In fact she even gave him a hug, Sara watching smugly as she did.

"Well we couldn't leave poor Jackie in the midst of all this," he said as he released his friend, she was about to respond when Haley began pulling on her dress.

"Grandma, I gotta go potty!" She whined, Ingrid looking down at her in almost surprise and was about to excuse the two of them before Sara cut in with a smile.

"I'll take her," she offered, grabbing Haley by the hand and leading her away towards the restrooms.

"You have a good daughter there Martin," Ingrid said once the girls were gone. Stein couldn't help himself from smiling with just a bit of pride, because although Sara may not be his daughter he does feel that he's grown rather fond of her.

"Thank you," he said, "Please excuse me if I'm being rude, but I didn't realize that you knew the Durand's." He said and Ingrid shook her head,

"Not very well," she admitted, "Although Claire would sometimes come into the store." She recalled, referring to Jackie's mother. "I came here with Madison, she and Jackie went to school together and she felt she should pay her respects." She explained, directing Stein's attention over to where Haley's mother was currently talking to Jackie, both girls looking to be only moments away from tears.

"Do me a favor Martin, and tell Kendra how grateful we all are that she was able to get through to Rebecca." Ingrid requested before continuing to explain herself. "When Madison first found out she was pregnant, she was so scared. It had been a one-time thing with a boy, and when he found out he blamed her. They never spoke again; she didn't want him in Haley's life if he was going to be like that. But then when Rebecca kicked her out…" Ingrid trailed off, looking as though she were about to cry herself. "Oh, I just remember when she came to my house; soaked by the rain and her eyes so vacant and scared, I was starting to think that face had permanently become a part of her. But then Rebecca agreed to give her a second chance, and now she's starting to come out of that survival mindset she's been in." She said and Stein smiled proudly again, this time proud of Kendra.

"I will," he promised, and he would, because he's seen a scared young woman learn to live again and he knows just how important it is.

Two hours later the funeral was over, and almost everyone had left, except for Jackie. She was kneeling in front of her parent's graves, they were side by side and so she positioned herself in front of the center. She had cried every night since they died, the first by far having been the worst. But today was the first time she had allowed herself to cry during the daylight.

"I know you were always scared that if something bad ever happened I would go running back to Trevor," she said to the tombstones before a smile crossed her face, "But I'm not, though I'm sure you wouldn't think traveling through time to defeat a warlord is much better." She admitted, "Look just… just don't worry. I'll be ok, I promise."

"Alright, are we all set to go?" Rip asked eagerly when they were all gathered in the bridge that evening.

"Everyone's on board," Kendra confirmed,

"And she means everyone," Jax clarified as he and Jackie entered the room, Rip nodded.

"Good because I've been waiting five months to say this, strap yourselves in." He instructed and obediently the team took their seats.

Jax had warned Jackie about the unpleasantness of time travel already, and now as she took the seat next to him he noticed that she looked very nervous.

"Nervous?" He asked, pulling down his restraints while she was already gripping tightly to hers. She gave a barely detectable nod as an answer. "Do you want to get off?" He asked but this time she shook her head violently.

"No way," she replied, so he reached over and grabbed her hand; letting her squeeze his as tightly as she needed.

The first time they slept since setting off back on the ship was when they were docked in the temporal zone, apparently Gideon hadn't had much luck locating Savage during that week she was online in 1987. Sara was lying awake in her bed, still kind of pissed that Ray had dislodged her knife, when her door suddenly slid open to reveal Leonard marching into her room.

"Everything ok?" She asked him, sitting up and noting that just like her he was clad in his pajamas.

"Fine," he all but snarled as he climbed over her and settled into the right side of her bed. "It's just that apparently I'm not used to sleeping alone," he growled and with a laugh Sara lay back down, arranging herself on her side in order to face him.

"Well as happy as I am to help with that, what kind of ideas will it give the others?" She mocked but he wasn't having it,

"None that they don't have already, I'm sure." He said and she smirked.

Taking that as permission to stay, Len shifted to lie on his back and she took that as an invitation to use him as a pillow. She laid her head on his chest and wrapped an arm around him, tangling her bare legs with his covered ones as he slipped an arm around her in order to hold her closer.

"Goodnight Leonard," She murmured into his chest, choosing to forgo the usual nickname of "Crook."

"Goodnight Sara," He mimicked, not even missing a beat.

Author's Note: Ta-Da! Thanks to everyone who read this story, it really means a lot to me and i hope you've enjoyed it! The reviews that have been left have not only brightened my days but i really want to thank you guys for being so thoughtful with them! As great as a "nice story" review is (because really, i love seeing those) everyone whose reviewed this has been so thoughtful! You guys told me what you wanted to see, what you were liking, what needed work, ect. You've all truly helped me grow as a writer and i can't thank you enough! Also, a big thanks to starfire25, who gave me the idea for this story as a prompt for a one-shot and then allowed me to continue with it as a full length fic! Without her this story never would've existed! Thanks again, also i'll be posting Chapter 1 of my next Legend's story sometime today, it's going to be called "Bump in the rode", check it out if you want!