Elliot turned around and looked at him, "Not fair I was only fifteen when your mother died... and I figured enough people said sorry for your loss," She smirked, "So I delayed our meeting to the next great tragedy."

She finally grabbed a simple white t-shirt and pulled it over her head and grabbed what looked to be a brown leather coat. It didn't fit her perfectly but it was enough. She walked over to the bed and grabbed her combat boots, pulling them on. She gave Jacob a kiss, "I'm going to tell someone to come get you if you aren't down there by noon..... How much did you enjoy having your arms around me?"