150. A Fresh Start (1/2)

i don't know why i like this pairing so much, but i really do. enjoy.

you all know by now that the show's not mine!

she was scowling as she landed.

"they actually believed i was going to stay in that horrible school, with that utterly repulsive

eather that tried to blackmail me."

"that's almost as unlikely as you coming here," jonno pointed out, and ingrid huffed.

"i can leave, if-"

"no. no, i didn't mean that. sorry, me and my big mouth, i just… can't believe you're here. with me. i can't believe my luck."

"hm. better." but there was warmth in her voice now, the defensive tone of moments ago now forgotten. "but i am here."

"lucky me," jonno told her again, and dared to reach up to touch her cheek. often, around ingrid, he found himself slowing his movements, as if he was approaching a wild animal. she was a lioness - one threatening move and she would rip him apart. instead, she covered his hand with her own, leaning into the touch.

"vlad's going to go spare when he realises he doesn't know where you are," he pointed out gently, but ingrid only shrugged.

"yeah, like he did when i was in stokely alone for all those years? he'll live."

"are you sure you want to cut them off?"

"look. you want to get away from the slayers, right? even your mum?"