Sleepy Fox Hollow The night is cold out there.

Like a scared cat she was against the wall, back arched and in a defensive posture. He knew that what had happened over the summer is the cause for this distrust, but even though he looked past that experience upon the island, she may never. If only there was a way to get through her little head that he meant no harm, and never did. Ana attacked first anyway, and all he wanted was to spend time with the children of the island. 

She probably wasn’t worth the trouble, would be a common thought, but no, not for John. Each and every being deserved to feel loved, not to live in anger, or hate, or loneliness. 

“Ava. I know why you do this, I do. Back on the island, I never wanted to become an enemy. All I ever wanted to do is care for you, your mom, your siblings. Be a part of the family. But…. You won’t let me, will you?”

He didn’t know how good her comprehension was, with the head injury and all, but he’d keep things short and to the point.

“If you wish it, I will leave you to rest once more.”