cuts n scrapes ( nc17)

After paying the cabbie jake walked up to the gate at amy's house. Rachel's house. Whatever. He buzzed for her and still felt bad doing this. He survived a run in with the wolf. 

"Hey pigeon. I know you invited me in for dinner sometime and i hate to drop in on you like this but i could use some peroxide and bandages."

Charity liked to help out when she could and recognized the voice on the system.  She went to the door and looked at Stephen and smiled.  "It's okay he knows Rachel."  She said and looked at he video feed.

"You look like you got hurt bad.  I'll let you in and help.  I don't know where Rachel is right now..... Promise you won't hurt me?"  Charity said over the system and waited, her wings folded in as her tiny hand waited over the buzzer.

Stephan walked from the kitchen to the door as he saw Charity open the door. He didn't say anything but nodded in approval. He heard in the telecom a boy's voice. A young one. Rachel wasn't around, but he knew she would be back in time for dinner which she has organized in the first place.

"For heaven's sake, how do these kids get into so much trouble?" he muttered to himself as he walked back to the kitchen to check on dinner. He just hopped Rachel would show up soon.

Charity buzzed the door open for Jake and stared out from the front door as she opened it.  She looked at Stephan as he nodded at her and smiled softly.  Once Jake was inside the gate, Charity hit the button to close and secure it and waited by the door.

"You can use the bathroom to wash up and I think Miss Rachel will be back soon. Stephen might be able to help me find some stuff to help you."  The little girl said and looked back and let her wings expand for the first time around Jake, really showing him what he real gift was besides the  random statues walking around.

"Mr. Stephan sir, do we have first aid kit for him?  He looks really hurt."  Charity shouted back and waited for both of them to reach her or respond.

Stephan returned from the kitchen with a little box that has a red cross on it. The first aid kit. God knows, Rachel needed it in the house. Coming back with cuts and bruises almost every night, Stephan was always there to patch her up.

"I know it is none of my business," said Stephan. "but may I ask what happened, young sir?"

Just then, Rachel walked in through the door. She was carrying several bags of groceries and looked like she has ran to get back in time. She saw Jake, but did not stop to say hi to anyone. Rushing to the kitchen, Rachel dropped off the stuff and came back out.

"I see you took me up on the offer," said Rachel, taking off her coat. "What did you do now?"

Charity saw the bags and followed to unpack them since Rachel was going to help Jake.   It wasn't like Charity really knew what she was doing in the wound care any way.  Besides, she liked to put things away and never let Stephen do the groceries.  Charity loved putting things  away when Rachel brought them home. It made her happy to help and earn her keep in a way.  Her wings were expanded and she flew up and put some items into cabinets way to high for her to reach.  It was a great way for her to practice flying too.

Every so often, the little girl glanced to Rachel, Stephen and Jake, watching and snooping on what was going on.  After all he was a curious child.

Jake smiled  at the little girl when she let her wing out. He was about to say something when the butler guy showed up with a first aid box. "Much thanks. Some crazy mutant girl attacked me with a knife while i was leaving a bar."


He winced as he dabbed at small stab wounds all over his torso. Her knife was almost the size of a pocket knife so no mortal damage there. He looked up when amy walked in. "I did nothing for once. Some half dressed girl tried to pick me up at a bar. I didnt take her bait. She followed  me when i left and attacked me in an alley. Stabbed me before i got away. She seems to think ive wronged her somehow. I hated to impose but she might know where i live. I will understand if you want me to leave." He nodded his thanks to the butler and gave amy his best lopsided smile he could muster at the moment.

"No, no need to leave" said Rachel as she took the first aid box from Stephan and began to help out the kid. "I know it will sound silly and might even earn me a bad look, but I have seem to forgotten your name."

Rachel had an idea of who his attacker was, but wasn't going to mention her name for the sake of keeping peace between her and the boy. The table was already set and dinner was almost done, according to Stephan who was now putting on the finishing touches. "Here, clean up your wound first." said Rachel, handing the boy hydrogen peroxide.

He took it from her and pushed up his shirt enough that he could dab at the stabs in his abdomen. He was in pretty good shape and slightly ripped. Not that it helped keep him safe from knives. He winced as he dabbed. "Jake. Jake taylor. Shit this stuff really smarts. And you are 'amy not rachel." He winked at her teasingly.

"Yes, well, I hope you defended yourself from her at least." said Rachel. "There are many crazy mutants these days running around and as much as I hate M.R.D, they need to do something about the situation, of course as long as they stay away from me and people I care about." said Rachel. When Jake winked at her, she let him have the cotton ball filled with peroxide and walked away. "There is no need to hide, name is Rachel." she said as she walked to the table.

Jake took the cotton ball and watched her walk away. "I apologize if that seemed rude to you rachel. I tend tend be a bit of a flirt. Especially around pretty girls. I find beauty in strength not looks." 


He dabbed at one cut on his chest that was more jagged than the others. She had twisted her little knife. This one would need stitches. "Im sorry if i caused any trouble rachel. I know its stressful thinking about the safety of your kid. Let me know if there is anything i can do. Im handy with cars."

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Charity had been listening to everything once she finished putting everything away she walked over to Jake and sat down and frowned.


"Miss Rachel isn't technically my mommy.  She took me in because my mommy thought I was a freak and left me to die on the streets.  Rachel found me two years after they left me... I'm 8 years old now Mister Jake.  I am so happy for her kindness every day."  The little girl took some cotton balls and pressed them onto some dripping blood and whipped it up.  "I'm going to get the stitches stuff Miss Rachel."  She said and flew up, more balanced for once and flew up stairs without falling once.  She grabbed he stitches and items to stitch with and flew back down.

"I got them Miss Rachel. Can I do one today?  I would love to learn in case I ever need to stitch myself one day."  Her eyes widened in excitement and the thrill of being helpful.

Rachel washed her hands at the sink and returned to Jake's side. "I know you kids these days are so sexually excited, but please refrain from flirting with me. I simply do not have time for that sort of thing." she stated blankly as she reached to pick up a needle and suture from Charity, "Thanks, sweetheart."

"Don't worry, I know what I am doing, I've done this far too many times."
"Yes, and I always hope that tomorrow will be the last time you do it."
"Stephan, you know what I am doing is helping people."
"I don't want to be the one to go to your funeral."
"There isn't going to be one."

Rachel turned to the boy again. "OK, now, sit down." she pulled a chair with her telekinesis. Sometimes it was way too beneficial to have super powers. "Charity, how about you just watch this time, and maybe next time I'll let your try one on me."

Charity didn't really understand what they meant by sex and sat and watched,listening to the conversations.  When Jake said  He wanted to get to know Rachel after talking about sex she had to ask finally after he said he had not had sex since his last girlfriend.

"What is sex?"  She finally asked.  Her little eyes were wide with curiosity. She also was excited about try into stitch Rachel at one point but hearing about something she didn't know that seemed like both of them knew about drew Charity's attention more.  Her wings seemed to twitch in her excitement of watching the stitching but also of anticipation of knowing what sex was exactly.