We stepped onto the train and made our way inside. I looked at her closely as we went through it, seeing her look around us thoughtfully. I swuinted my eyes at her question as I led us to sit down on some seats. I sat next to the window and let her sit down before I replied. "You mean on a train?" I asked, wondering what she meant. "Yeah.." I added, my eyebrows pushed together. Did she recognise this particular train and carriage or something? "What do you mean?" I asked, thinking this must be why she was looking so thoughtful and off.

I sat down and looked to the opposite side where no one sat but empty, weird, seats. I shook my head slowly, more to my self and looked back at him. "This train in specific." I looked at the poles on the sides and the handles on the top where people would fill in when seats were full. More people came in and I looked away from them to him, explaining..."Something seems a little too familiar." I blinked and sighed at my interpretations. "I'm sorry, but I don't know why but this train brings back so many memories..." My mind trailed off and I smiled at him, trying to get over myself. It was just a train..

I was confused but also tried to focus on what she said. I tried to think about what she could remember about this train, but I knew little about her experiences before she met me. I looked around at the train aswell, thinking about how this specific train could be different. I found it hard to see how it could be unique with so many other trains in the station. However, something had triggered her memory about it. "Good memories?" I asked, still looking away. I hoped she wasn't remembering anything bad about the train; I'd hate to make her stay on it for so long if it was going to upset her.

I listened to him and watched him look around; I nodded my head and laughed. "Memories, very happy memories" I looked out the side of the train and watched it's lights turn on and about to head out; I was happy i would remember this train before I would die, and that came out in casual thoughts...I also remembered the lady at the asylum and many more including one important person James.

I smiled and replied "Good", putting my fingers through hers and raising it to kiss the back of her hand. I knew she wouldn't say anything about them, but I was glad the memories brought back happy thoughts. I looked to my right, out the window and saw it being prepared to go. More people were hopping on from the other side and dragging luggage into the holders. Two women slid into the chairs opposite us and smiled and I smiled back politely.

I smiled at his reply as he kissed my hand, slipping his fingers through my fingers. I looked at the new comers that came through the door and they rushed to a seat or pole. Two women sat in front of us, and I gave them a small smile, as so did James. Even though this was a long ride, i think it could work...as in I wont get bored or tired...some people stood to our side, squishing in, and one even slid in with james and I on our seat. I scooted over and squished against James. Maybe Jacksonville was a as good as they say and everyone would always want to go there, and it was a weekend. I looked up at James and then to the side of the train, opposite from the other people.

I shuffled further and pressed my back against the side of the train to give Anna more space when someone joined us on our row. I held her hand securely and not long after, the train doors closed, with people edging inwards as they did. The speed grew gradually and we were on our way. The noise of the train and everyone talking blended to make a low continuous sound. The scenery sped past the windows getting quicker and quicker, and there was a great view from where we were right now. I tried to recognise the differences in Orlando and Jacksonville's landscape, but it was quite hard to remember exactly about Jacksonville.

James scooted back and gave me more space, his hand held in his, and either way I was comfortable. We were out of the station now and everyone started to chatter and shift here and there. I looked out the window and finally saw the scenery, moving much faster than from a car's window. I saw the distant mountains in the back with the midst of the clouds hovering them. And the grass green and fresh, it was an overall good view. I wondered how Jacksonville would look like? After all...I had never been there. I felt the guy next to me scoot in closer as people stood on his side, I ignored them and continued to look out the window...this whole situation reminded me of something happy in my life, and I pushed that aside for now and enjoyed what I was looking at.

The landscape out the window held my interest for little time. I'd rather watch Anna, and so I looked at her while she looked out the window. Her features were relaxed and her skin healthy. I was happy that she was, and she seemed to be really wanting to meet my family. I wondered how she pictured them, and what impression she expected to get from them. I considered her perspective and knew that she would be excited to meet them. I felt quite bad for never meeting hers in the end, but I knew it was not for the best. She saw them for the last time and I hoped that just seeing them was good for her, forgetting about how they couldn't remember her. Her eyes were shining with the light reflecting through the window and I thought about our previous night and how it felt to kiss her.

I watched everything moved past to the right as the train moved, with my eyes looking out the window. James turned to look at me and I looked out the window a bit longer and then to him, I smiled softly, my pink lips over my pale skin and the sun shining on my face. I looked at his eyes and how they watched me and I looked a little to the side, and then back out the window. I couldn't wait to see what James parents would say about him...it better be positive because he is changing into a beast who is evil and he should have a nice human life. And I was trying my best also. My eyes moved from the window to back to him, how could someone so innocent and sweet be hated.

I looked back out the window, up at the sky, my eyes skimming the clouds. It seemed strange that all what we'd been through and everything I saw was up there. So many people oblivious to the fact angels roamed above us. So many people on this train oblivious to the fact there was a real guardian angel sat right next to me. Somehow, because we had this secret, it made me happy to be part of something. I'd always been an outsider and now, even though it felt childlike, it felt good to be part of something. The people around us were quite distracting; the voices carried through the train and numerous people were on phones and laptops. I remembered the time I was on the train to Orlando, being made to live there and attend my now current school. The journey wasn't nice, and it set a large contrast to this time, travelling with Anna.

James looked back out, and I watched the side of his face and looked at around us. A lot of people talking and chattering with their electronics beeping and on. I had always been in a public place where I had to hide myself and think about what others were thinking, but at this moment I didn't care, it was about time I showed my self, become a person. I felt somewhat open when I had let out all my secrets to James; and that made me feel fresh and like I could actually relax now. No more hiding, the new Anna had come in now...and I don't want that to fade. I sat up straighter and looked at the front of the train, where some people roamed and shifted. And then I had wondered if I was the one who had been on this train when I was coming to Orlando...it was such a long time ago I don't even remember...But this train was a strong memory.

I couldn't help but wonder what my family were up to. I hadn't seen them or spoken to them in so long. I knew that Anna wouldn't picture them right and I hoped the difference wouldn't be too bad. I wanted her to feel accepted and safe, and going to my family was completely not that. Her hand in mine was calming and stopped me from getting aggitated. "It seems like forever since I was on the train to Orlando" I said to Anna and glanced out the window again. "I never really bothered to look out the window then" I added with a laugh. I remembered just being angry that my parents were sending me there. I hated being shipped somewhere new, and I didn't care what it looked like; I had it in my mind that I wouldn't like the place. And I didn't except for the places I found to calm down. It was nice to know I was far away from all the trouble of my family. However now I was going staight back to it.

My eyes roamed and then stopped on James when he had said something. I looked at him as his face watched the scenery move past his eyes. I heard what he said..and it had to be a long time. I watched over him when he had first came here and that seemed like centuries ago. And I had been at the school just a couple weeks before he had started going there. I smiled a small smile at what he added. "It's been a while since I've been on this train..." I responded. And it had been, little flashes of memory popped here and then. It was ironic how I was on this train years ago, and felt that deja vu now. It was a long time since I had moved here, a long time since I waved good bye to my home, and before that...my parents. I looked out the window watching the trees a little further from us, revealing soft grass and a small lake, which gleamed in my eyes.

It still confused me of how she spoke of this train being farmiliar. She hadn't said what was bringing back memories and of what; just that they were good. "When have you been on this train?" I asked, thinking maybe she'd remembered now what it was. She said she had never been to Jacksonville, so how does she remember being on the train going there? Or going to Orlando? I tried to figure it out what could be so happy about memories of a train as I looked around at the people and flashing scenery outside.

I looked up at him and slouched in somewhat of an embarrassment. I had been on this train, whether it was going or coming here. I remember my mom, she was holding me. A image flashed into my mind. It was this train for sure, the formation was all fit. I looked at where I thought we had sat in this train years ago. "I've been on this train...I just don't remember where I was going...my mom was..there. And I was there. This train..." I blinked and looked slowly up at him. I said little clues I was having in my head to him. I shook my head and laughed ever so softly. It was probably a good memory because my mom was present there. I looked to the side, with his hand in my grip a little looser, and my eyes watching those seats where I had thought, once again, where we had sat years ago. "I don't know..." I whispered still looking in that direction...

I smiled as her words trailed off and her eyes looked thoughtful. I followed her gaze and then looked back at her. I was glad she was thinking of her mom when they were close, and not the event yesterday. I wondered why she couldn't remember exactly where she was going on the train. I thought then about where we were going and shook my head to myself in disbelief. My concience was telling me this was a bad idea, but there was no way out of it now. My hands and legs fidgited in aggitation. The image of the change happening infront of my parents that kept creeping into my mind didn't help the problem. I was looking out the window far in the distance and I seemed to go in a trance for a while.

I felt her sqeeze my hand, and exhaled knowing she had noticed my figiting. She wouldn't understand why I was so nervous until we got there. However, if everything went okay then she would never see what my family were really like. Though, it would be better that way; and Anna would be safe from it all. I doubted my parents would be happy to see me. After all, I'd been away for so long and they hadn't even tried to get in touch with me or see me at any point. I was too angry at them at the beginning to want to speak to them, and I had been up until the time when I started being with Anna more often. Her positivity about my family was regretably wearing off on me. I was filling my head with bad thoughts which helped me lower my expectations of them so that I wouldn't be hurt by their behaviour towards me, but did little to help the situation. I looked around the train for a moment and then down to Anna at my side. She looked happy and it triggered my face to soften. My thoughts of my family were blocked for a while as I looked at her, thinking about the previous night. It was hard for my mind to create images where I keep my hands off her and I smiled involuntary and took my eyes away, back to the window.

I stared blankly at the women across from us until they felt awkward under my gaze and tried to look away innocently. Their embarrassed faces at the fact I was watching them made the corners of my mouth twitch up into a crooked smile. My eyes flickered down to Anna, finding that she was looking at me with the most perfect soft smile on her face. Somehow it made me feel a little selfconcious and shy although it shouldn't have done. I looked back out the window to see where we were. I didn't recognise any of the scenery. I guessed that was because we weren't near Jacksonville yet, but then thought otherwise, remembering how long it had been without thinking about this place. My thumb stroked her hand very slowly, feeling the warmth and smoothness of her skin. I thought about how I regretted spending my limited time going to see my parents. There were much better things to do before my time runs out. Unfortunately I had only found out what that thing I wanted to do so badly was, last night. Now we didn't have much time left and I wanted so much to have that experience again before the change happened. It was typical of me as a boy really, and I guessed that Anna was thinking about something completely opposite. That was the thing with girls; they never show that side of them, and then I'm left wondering whether they think about it in their heads like me. My nerves about going to Jacksonville were taken over by my fantasies and I tried to remember different places in my home town that I could take Anna.

The ladies looked away once James gave them the look. I saw his mouth twitch just like mine, trying to hide from laughing. I looked out the window as soon as he did, truth be told...I had no idea where we were. We probably were close now, it couldn't be that far away. I decided to just wait, until the time comes to take action. The sky was still bright, and blue. It reminded me of the time when we had gone up there when I had told James about the real me. I would have never expected that much understanding from a person, but he had. He understood me. He didn't think I was a freak or some loner, he liked me. I felt his thumb move around my skin and the heat circling around my hand. I wasn't really eager to meet his parents, and I didn't want to stop him from going either. I didn't want him to think that I was going to hold him in for the rest of his life. If I became his everything then when I would leave, he'd have nothing left. But maybe his parents would want to keep him, find out about him when he changes, and love him. I had way too much hope, maybe because of the comparison I was doing to my life and family. I shrugged that thought off, I couldn't be so depressed and sad after what James and I did last night. And that day when we were at the beach. He was just too understanding. No one in my life has ever been like me, yeah I had a boy friend before but he was just using me for some sex. And I did not like that; some girls do, like that chick in my dorm, but not me. But with James it was different, knowing that the person cared for you made a big difference. I blinked at the sky and to the green grass with signs in them. Jacksonville wasn't far away, and neither was the incident that might change James life. Whatever happens or happened, I wasn't ready to let him go. He was my everything.

I hadn't had this much time to reflect on everything that had happened, as I'd been so wrapped up in everything I'd been doing non-stop. In some ways it was a bad thing to leave me with my own mind, and not just because of what it lead me to in the past, but that I'd get myself worked up. I tried to make myself think of only one thing at a time so that I could keep myself calm. However, I'd gone straight to something that agitated me. I realised that it was ridiculous that we were on a train ride to Jacksonville instead of finding someway to stop Anna's fate. I knew that the head angel wouldn't do anything but kill us both, but there must be some way, musn't there? It can't be all up to one woman. But then again, I knew what Anna would say to my pathetic attempt and I wouldn't win the arguement. Then surprisingly I found that I had some hope inside, that maybe the change or the fact that Anna would.. die, might not actually happen. If we could somehow escape it. I knew hoping would lead me nowhere though. I knew that my whole life never got anywhere with hope, so I guessed that was why I was so pessimistic all the time. I changed my thoughts to something that had been regularly popping into my head that day. Even thinking about last night made my skin prickle and heat up. I worried that Anna would think I was in pain or something. I looked back to her and the sight of her face triggered more memories and feelings. Even then, I remembered the first time I'd noticed Anna in school and then particularly the time I'd woken up to find her by my side out of lesson. It felt weird to think I didn't know that she was an angel then, and that things might have been different if I'd known. It was crazy to think there was an angel in our school and that she'd been there just for me. Then again, I wouldn't refer to the school in first person; I didn't feel like I belonged there. I did feel like I belonged with Anna though, and that's where I'll be until the end. My skin was getting hotter now and I tried to breathe more deeply to make myself cooler.

My thoughts kept flickering from problem to problem and I didn't know how to focus on one. James change, his parents, his feelings. And then I had my problems...my death, leaving him behind, can't do anything. I didn't know how the death would come, but i knew how the change was, and just knowing the change was coming sooner and sooner made me feel more cautious of myself and James. I felt James body heat coming on to my body, and I saw his face look down at mine. It was weird how close we had gotten in just a few days, I knew from the start that I shouldn't have told him, but I had to. I wanted to let someone in on me. I couldn't hide it forever. And mostly from the person it affected the most. Sometimes I wondered how easier our live would have been if we didn't interfere with each other at all. But I liked him too much, so much that I couldn't make a single image in my head without him. I stared up at his face and thought about the times when we had first met. Even then it was too difficult. His body got hotter and hotter, maybe of something he was thinking about. I took my other hand and stroked his arm softly, making it cooler.

With another look out the window I saw we were getting very close. "Nearly there" I said quietly to Anna, though my eyes were still fixed to the window. The surroundings seemed very farmiliar and I surprised myself with the relaxed feeling of being here. I'd forgotten how I liked my hometown. I felt guilty to the place, not my family, for not visiting at all since being shipped to my new boarding school. Having someone with me this time was much more comforting. The other passengers in the train started to shift and stretch knowing the journey was almost over. I straightened my legs out infront of me to stretch them automatically. I looked at Anna softly with a small smile. God she was so pretty. The train pulled in at the station quite quickly and the stationary state of movement felt strange. I stood up, determined to make myself not waste any more time and to get this all over with.