He's alive.

"Are you done already? It's a meeting, not a date!" Jason yelled as he picked up his keys and proceeded to walk up the stairs. 

  She appeared, wearing black ripped jeans, a black shirt and a holster, keeping her guns in. She wore a large jacket over herself.

"Are you wearing a nose ring?" He looked closely at her.

"Yeah, this is how I dressed back in highschool," she smiled. "Seeing Lucas really brought back a lot of memories."

"Or does he bring back your feelings?" Jason wiggled his eyebrows at her.

"Don't make me take back my kiss," she teased and they walked out together.

"About that," he asked slowly as he opened the door. "Does that mean we're a thing now?"

"A thing?" She walked to the car as he opened the door.

"I mean,what are we now?"He entered.

"We're friends," she buckled up.

"Just friends?"

"What do you mean by 'just friends'?" She drew imaginary quotes around the phrase.

He had already started dri