Jade crossed her legs under her on the chair and watched him as he started to cook. “Right. Well, I mean it is up to you, maybe looking super skinny is your thing.” He said sarcastically and Jade laughed and rolled her eyes. The last thing she needed was to be smaller than she already was. Besides, she liked food too much to give it up. “So, where'd you go Pairs? Rome?” He teased and she laughed but didn't answer because, honestly, she couldn't even tell him. All she knew was she'd spent the weekend partying in a few shitty hotels. “Oh, Mexico maybe, it is spring break isn’t it? Hey, next time you decide to disappear, take me with you.” He said honestly and she smirked.
“Oh, I got you something.” He said and she raised a brow as he left the room. She'd always loved Eli's gifts. They were never generic hallmark presents. They always meant something, and liked that he thought of her while he was on a ride. Sometimes, in a family that was always so busy doing a hundred million things at once, it was easy to get lost, but Eli never seemed to forget about her.
He came back and gave her a box, and she wasted no time pulling the now off and opening it, smirking when she saw the gun lying inside. She picked up up, fingers grazing the engraving of her name as she held it. “I figured that little gun of yours could use an upgrade.” He smirked and she grinned.
The little one she carried around had been the first gun she'd ever gotten, from her father. He'd taught her how to shoot with that gun, and, as much as she loved it for it's sentimental value, that's really all it was worth. It was a child's gun that wasn't very powerful and it was so inaccurate, she'd had to learn to shoot specially to accommodate for the way it was off. It really didn't do a whole lot unless shot at point blank range.
Eli set a plate in front of her, bringing her from her thoughts as he asked her what she thought and she smirked, pointing the gun at him. "Shit, I could kiss you." She grinned. "When I saw the box, I thought for sure you'd gotten me jewelry or something stupid like that." She smirked. "I was getting ready to give you a whole ton of shit." She laughed before pulling up the t-shirt she was still wearing, slipping the gun in the hip of her panties before picking up her fork to eat, dying to finally have food in her body again.
Ben could tell she was freaking out. If her fast, almost panicked breathing wasn't indication enough, the way her body tensed sealed the deal. She was completely shell shocked and he didn't blame her. She thought he was dead. “Please. Just let me go.” She breathed and Ben sighed, grip loosening, ready to let her go, but she didn't wait much longer then that.
She slipped his grip and grabbed her gun, turning to face him and he watched calmly as her eyes took him in, looking like she couldn't believe what she was seeing before passing out entirely. Ben sighed and slipped his gun away, running his fingers through his hair, at a loss for what to do.
He could slip out the window like her planned and hope that maybe when she woke she'd think what had happened was a dream and forget it. But there was still the chance that she wouldn't and she'd tell Jax and then there was the problem of Mimi's husband. Even if she did assume she'd dreamed their encounter, another person confirming that he was, in fact alive, would be enough to make her realize it had really happened.
He had to talk to her. Not only because he needed her help in covering for him when Mimi's husband spilled everything to Jax, but because it was the right thing to do. He'd been beating himself up for three years for being a coward and running the way he had. He couldn't so that to her again. He owed her, at the very least, an explanation. Even if his father killed him himself for it.
So, in the end, Benji just sighed and lifted her in his arms, carrying her to the bed and laying her down before sitting next to her. "Wake up Babydoll, we've got some talking to do." He said more to himself then to her as he sighed and ran his fingers through his hair, waiting for her to come around.