Jana put her hand on her hips when he chuckled. Making her cute face of unhappiness she had always made. Huffing and stuck her tongue out at him. â€œNyah!â€ She cried out. A stammering shy sound. She turned a slightly darker shade of pinkish red. She glared at him. â€œI...I...no its not! Stop it!â€ She cried out. Looking away. â€œI am still mad and upset with you. You are not going to charm your way out of this deep doo doo trouble hole you made yourself.â€ She said. Stammering slightly to start out. She looked at him. â€œYou are and always were a readable book. At times the pages were encrypted but to me you have always been an open book.â€ She said with a giggle. She then scoffed at him. â€œRight. Right. You seriously expect me to believe that??? I didnâ€™t say it was a committed relationship.â€ She said. Smiling impishly. â€œUnless you DO have a committed relationship and that is why you are so objecting to what I said.â€ She teased.<br/><br/>She huffed and looked away. Frowning a bit. â€œI missed you and it hurt but you vanished. I moved on...some.â€ She said softly. Her anger fleeing and sadness filled her instead. Her gaze shot back to him when he took her hand. He was not! Was he? He was! She squealed cutely and tried to pull her hand away. Giggling and squirming as she tried to rescue her palm from him. â€œNyah! Stop it!â€ She cried out between giggles. Her smiles faded when the ring on the necklace dropped into her palm. She froze and stared at it. Her motherâ€™s wedding ring? Her parents took it off they day they separated and divorced. The day her father took her and him and they moved far away. She sat there so still it was almost hard to tell if she was breathing or not. She just stared at the ring as memories flashed through her mind in both fast and slow motion.<br/><br/>Her gaze moved to Mason. â€œMissing?â€ She echoed. For three months? That didnâ€™t sound like her mother. She didnâ€™t want that lifestyle back. She wouldnâ€™t. That was a very good reason NOT to go back...the risk of vanishing like that. Her fingers closed over the ring and necklace. She listened to him speaking. â€œI see...â€ She said softly. â€œ...................â€ She said nothing more. â€œIâ€™m not coming back Mason. I no longer do that sort of thing. I stopped that sort of thing around my sixteenth birthday. No more craziness. No more evil. No more...supernatural. I havenâ€™t touched anything I have. They are locked away in a chest up in the attack. That stuff no longer exists for me. Five years...freedom. A life. Iâ€™m not going back. Those nightmares of that spider still haunt me off and on.â€ She stood up with the necklace chain dangling but her hand still closed around the ring.<br/><br/>She frowned. â€œIâ€™m sorry Mason. I am not going to come back. Even for mother. Especially when the woman ceased talking to me when I moved away with my father. Oh I have no anger towards her. I know in her own way she loved me...she just didnâ€™t keep in touch with me.â€ She said in a soft voice. â€œI donâ€™t want that life again Mason. I am happy with this life. That stuff isnâ€™t me anymore. Iâ€™m sorry but...I canâ€™t.â€ She went to the window and looked out of it. Thinking a bit. â€œIt isnâ€™t like mother to disappear. Yet...I know...if I come back...â€ She faded off. â€œI will never be able to come back to this life that I have now.â€