You promise you won't forget us?

(welcome back! It's all good! And most likely same here😅 but glad to have you back!)
"Mostly mentally stable, I've had my fair share of mentally unstable moments." He chuckled softly and shrugged. "One day at a time I guess, especially for people like us." Jas went around the terminal a bit until he found the car park area that would eventually transport his car to Italy. "It'll be going with us," Jas explained, turning off the car and getting out, handing the keys to an awaiting vallet. "Comes part of ticket fee. Since I'm an artist, we go on tours a lot so it comes at a discount for us." He smiled softly and gently scooped Charlotte up, careful not to jostle her too much. "I know, but we have to get on the plane one way or another. They'll sleep plenty once we're boarded." He carefully began unpacking their luggage from the car and started towards the airport to get checked in find their gate.

Jas frowned slightly at the mention of Connor slowly losing his memories. While Jas himself had found himself forgetting little details of his lives, he thought it relatively normal considering just how many lives they had lived. He was bound to forget some things but usually he could recall most of the significant events like his like with Winston and the life he had spent as a boy in Italy, only to be drowned, as sad as remembering that was. Jas glanced at Connor and gently brushed his free hand against his in what he hoped was comfort. "It'll work out, love, you'll see. From what Finn has tried to explain to me, the process will take a night or two but it should be painless and easy. We'll be with you the entire time." he encouraged gently, looking up as they inched forwards in the checkout line, starting to put everything in the bins to go through the x-ray machine. They all eventually went through all the customs and security check, only having to spend a bit of time explaining the situation of suddenly bringing three more people to Italy to security before coming to an understanding and being situated at their gate and hour before their flight.

Jas chuckled softly as he settled in the chair beside Connor, scooting all their luggage and belongings beside him. "no, it certainly does not." he agreed, closing his eyes and allowing himself a few moments of relaxation. He peeked over to Connor and the kids, "I see that's something that runs in the family then." He mused with a teasing smile. He shrugged slightly "you were, but I can understand how weird it must have been for you, especially if you have no recollection of our previous life. I must have looked crazy. Besides, I think I got back at you a few years later. I hadn't meant to yell at you, or say such horrible things. I was angry…but not at you, not really." He offered a gentler smile and brushed the back of his hand against Connor's cheek. "We've had many lives together. I've had time to work out my own emotions and your reactions to them. No matter what happens between us, I will always love you."

"Because you deserve to hear those things, heart. It is because you react so cutely that I say those things. And because I genuinely mean them." Jas replied, watching Connor back for a few moments. Jas' hand slowly dropped back to the arm of the chair between them, for a moment fearing he had gone too far again. If there was even the posibility Connor could get his past life's memories back it didn't mean everything would go back to how it once was. Connor had been right those years back when Jas had first found Finn. What would happen after? Connor still had kids he adored, he wasn't entirely sure how either of them would explain their immortal lives without emotionally effecting them in some way. And what about Jake? Jas couldn't help but feel like he could have prevented what had happened with him, what had happened to Connor. It still hurt knowing while he had been living his dream of being a musician in Italy, Connor had been suffering.
Jas was about to apologies but then sucked in a breath as Connor leaned in and pressed a kiss to his cheek. All in one fleeting moment, Jas was back in their old life, heading to Florida for Connor's final mission, joking around and planning out their vacation, planning out the rest of their lives together though it had been a secret from one another back then. Jas sighed softly, willing himself not to pull Connor back in for another longer kiss as he stood as well and gave a small laugh. "You'll get rest soon, sweetheart. Just a little longer." He promised, staring in awe at Connor's wings for a few moments before he glanced back as their gate was called. He gave his ID to the security guard and luggage off to the flight attendants before he shifted, now a large cat, the size of a tiger, black and lanky. He glanced back at Connor and nudged his head against his arm before they were lead towards the terminal to board the plane.

Jas shifted back to normal once they were brought to their seats. While back then Jas would have had to stay in his cat form, rules have changed for airport security (and plot convenience) and he no longer needed to remain a cat so long as he wasn't a threat. Jas thanked and nodded as the flight attendants helped organize their bags before he settled beside Connor and buckled himself in, trying his best not to think about the take off. Even with this lifetime of experience riding an airplane to and from Italy, take off and landing were still something has hated.
"I know I've mentioned this before, but there's still time to back out. If getting your memories back isn't something you want to deal with now or even in this lifetime, we can wait. You can still make a life for yourself and the kids." He glanced over at Connor and took a good look at him for what seemed like the first time in years. Now that the anger from the situation subsided, Jas could see just how tired Connor looked, but also the relief that came with getting away from Jake. "I'll take you and the kids anywhere you want to go once we stop at home if Italy isn't somewhere you want to stay. Even if you just want to meet Finn and Logan but not get your memories back we can do that as well." he offered, biting his lip momentarily, debating whether he should say what's on his mind before he took a deep breath. "If you do or don't want to stay with me, that's also something we can work out."

Jas laughed softly at Connor's sudden outburst feeling a sense of relief lift off his chest, knowing that Connor wanted the same. He rested his head in Connor's hand, purring softly pressing a soft kiss to his palm. "I can't wait to show you and the kid's Italy. You'll love it." He caught Connor's gaze flicker downwards and smiled. "I know, it's taken me years to start to believe whatever happens to us isn't either our faults. I'll have my moments of doubt and regression but I'm trying. You know me too well love, even if you've lost parts of your memory." He reached up and gently cradled Connir's cheek as he closed the gap between them, gently pressing their heads together before their lips met in a gentle kiss, tentative and slow. "I love you heart, wirh or without your memories. No matter what happens I want to go through this life and every other life you allow by your side."

"Honestly neither did I but not everything in our lives has be so dramatic. I think we've had quite a lot of that in our lives." He let out a laugh as Connor sputtered for words and turned away in frustration. Jas shook his head adoringly before he leaned in a pecked Connor on the cheek. "You're not an idiot, sweetheart. Not all the time at least." He teased, winking and lacing their hands together as he leaned back in his seat. "Is there anything you'd like to know about the previous life? Anything you might be questioning or that don't quite line up?" He asked, thinking back to the their previous life and smiling softly at the memories that came to mind, memories he oftentimes fell asleep to. "Any memories you'd like to know more about perhaps?"

(Boop, this was the immortal hero x villain one)

Jas shifted slightly, the plane seats making it hard for anyone to get comfortable but they managed with what space they had. He rested his head against Connor's and lightly stroked the back of his hand with his thumb. "That could happen." He agreed softly. "We've had more lifetimes at each other's throats than actually being together. And we don't know how you'll react to having your memories back all at once. But no matter what, I'll stay by your side." He gently nudged Connor's head in reassurance, even as he felt the same fear, of losing Connor again. He couldn't help but laugh as he shook his head "I will always be there whenever you need me, my heart. You can't get rid of me so easily, try as you might each life." He promised with a teasing smirk before pressing his brow to Connor's. "We'll get settled at home, make sure Jake is taken care of at the farthest possible institute, get some much needed rest, and then call Finn first thing in the morning." He planned, lips brushing against the bridge of Connor's nose as he spoke. He tilted his head into Connor's palm, pressing a kiss to his fingertips before he brushed a kiss against his lips, tentative and slow, still getting used to being allowed to kiss Connor after being apart for so long. "So I guess you don't want to hear about the time you almost drowned me in a lake."

Jas couldn't help but laugh aloud, his ears flattening against his head as he took a moment to compose himself from his fit, "Forgive my love but that reaction was precious." He gently cupped Connor's cheeks and pressed a reassuring kiss to his brow. "You didn't do anything sweet love." he promised, finding a small blanket he had packed in his carry-on that was meant for the kids in case they got cold but he figured they wouldn't mind too much if they used it for a while. He tossed it over Connor's shoulders before settling in for the rest of the flight. "We were going to visit your hometown in Florida before your mission." He began to explain, not minding if Connor fell asleep, he would gladly tell the story over and over again. "You drove us to a lake by your home and we decided to take a dip since it was unbrearably hot. I wasn't too fond of water because of my past lives, being a cat and all but I didn't mind wading through. That is until a certain someone forgot he had super strength and drenched me in a wave of water." He chuckled lightly and shook his head adoringly. "But it was all worth it, seeing you so happy. And I may or may not have gotten my payback later on, making you all flustered as always." he smiled softly "All in due time, sweetheart. I promise. Get some rest for now." He murmured, kissing Connor's hair. "I won't. You need rest. Don't worry your beautiful self about anything for a while."

Jas smiled softly at Connor as his breathing evened out. He pressed a gentle kiss to his head and preocupied himself with a book or a movie when the book got boring. He'd check on the kids, ently waking them up at one point and passing them snacks or toys when they started getting restless. He didn't blame them though, the flights back and forth from Italy to the States always seemed so long. At one point he switched seats with Connor, gently moving him over so that he could help keep the kids entertained while eh slept, and to relieve some of the neck pain sleeping in the same position might have caused. They were well into their third game of cards when the announcement came on that they would be descending soon. Right on time too because Jas was starting to get desperate on what to trade with the kids. He had already lost a 5 dollar bet and a homemade tiramisu cake to the pair and still hadn't won. He helped the kids pack away the game and gently nudged Connor's shoulder. "My love, wake up. We're almost there." He gently coerced, brushing back Connor's hair and pressing a kiss to his temple. "I doubt you'll want to miss your first view of Italy."

He nodded, following Connor's gaze to watch as the country he had grown up in passed then by in a slow circle. "Not exactly here." He lifted Connor's chin up ever so slightly and pointed to where a small valley could be seen beyond the city buildings. "Right over there. Just cresting the hills. THats where I grew up most lives as a child. Oddly enough that hasn't changed over the course of our lives. But I usually end up moving to the states in highschool." He explained, laughing lightly to hide the pang of sadness. "I was going to last life. After…" He trailed off, shaking his head slightly and gave a tight smile. "Whats important is that you get to see it now." He looked up as fleight attendants announced that passengers could gather their belongings. He put the blankets back into his carryone and helped Connor with the rest of the suitcases. Jas closed his eyes as the plane touched down, probably hating the touch down more than the ascent, both were uncomfortable but he got through them both each fleight. He helped the kids and Connor as they left the plane and made it to the airport, gladly taking the time to stretch out his limbs. He laughed when the kids raised their hands, guiding their small group over to the where the bathrooms were while he figured out what gate would have the rest of their luggage. "Not as well as I should." He admitted. "Its easy to sing it, even as just a backup on drums but conversation was always harder, especially after having only lived here as a kid. Some words stick though, mostly the food related ones and formalities. I've picked up a bit more since moving back but english hasn't failed me as of yet."

"WHen did you learn to sing, my dear?" Jas asked curiously. "Exactly, though I try to translate the words when its for the band. Some of the songs are genuinely beautiful, even more so in Italian." He shrugged sheepishly, unable to stop himself from gushing about his newfound passion for music. every life had always meant being the villain. When he wasn't fighting Connor, Jas picked up odd jobs here and there to make rent and necessities. He was a nobody outside of being a problem. But now that he had movied and rediscovered a long ago repressed passion of his, Jas ha genuinely never felt more himself. Even if the band wasn't famous yet, they were big enough to book gigs and make a decent earning on their shows enough for the members to live relatively comfortably. Even if they were poor Jas wouldn't give up making music. He supposed if one good thing were to come out of this life, it would be that. He only regretted not having Connor there sooner to share his passions with. He glanced up and shook his head. "You all go first, I'll watch the bag then we'll switch."

Jas switched with Connor, leaving him with the carry-on bags while he used the bathroom. Now freshened up and ready to go back home, Jas soon returned to the group, taking one of the bags and guiding the group to the baggage claim. He gently nudged Connor's shoulder in reassurance, already seeing the tiredness settle in, especially in the two kids. "Just a little longer, heart. You all can rest once we get home." He promised, smiling softly at the kiss. "I would love that Connor. I can introduce you to the band too. I'm sure they'd be more than happy to meet you." He offered, blush blooming on his cheeks at the idea of them doing anything together. He had forgotten, or at least tried in his years in Italy what it felt like working together with Connor. What it felt like building a life with the one he loved the most because that was all last life. Connor had moved on and so had Jas. There was no them until those memories were retrieved and even then, Jas wouldn't have destroyed a family all for his won selfish desires. He composed himself and finally found the baggage claim and efficiently grabbed the rest of the suitcases.

"Alright, I promise you we're almost there." It had taken half an hour to find where Jas had parked the car and loaded everything in and by then the two kids had fallen asleep yet again, the excitement of a new country not enough to keep them entertained for long. Another hour in and Jas was half ready himself to fall asleep at the wheel, having tried everything he could, putting on music, rolling the windows down, and occupying himself by acting as tour guide to Connor, to keep him from nodding off. Thankfully his home wasn't too far off from the main city as soon enough they were turning into his driveway. The home itself wasn't grand but it suited what Jas had envisioned for lives now perfectly. The house was simple, ivory white with creme and dark wood accents, large windows allowed for a view of the inside, shielded by thin curtains. The warm glow of lights could be seen at night though now the sunlight was enough to keep the place illuminated. It would have been close to the place Jas took Connor on their honeymoon had everything gone right that faithful night. Jas hopped out of his car and juggled a sleeping Asher as well as his cats and a backback back inside. "Don't worry about the bag, love. Take the guest bedroom with the kids and get some rest. I'll make dinner and wake you up when it's ready." He offered, climbing the stairs and opening the doors to his home.

Jas nodded slightly, a small smile on his lips as he leaned into the affection before he headed back outside to grab the rest of their bags. He organized and called his dad and Suni, letting them know that they were all safe back in Italy and updating them a bit about Connor's situation since the divorce before he excused himself to rest, promising more details in the next few weeks. Once everything was in place and Jas had let his cats free, he began on a simple dinner. Ever since living alone this life, first inspired by impressing Connor for when the time came to reunite but soon becoming a necessity of living alone, Jas had learned how to cook. It wasn't anything fancy but even the simplest of dishes were helped with such easy access to fresh ingredients.
Too tired and jet lagged to put much energy into something intricate, Jas settled on a favorite pasta dish made with a simple cream sauce and some grilled chicken to at least get some protein in. The moment he started cooking the chicken, who else was to reappear but Ash and Winnie. Jas gave a warning glare to the both of them before continuing with dinner, occasionally sneaking them a bit of chicken as their pre-dinner treat. "Mischievous creatures," he muttered as they eventually trotted off to the sun room for a quick nap. If only he could follow. In the summer, the sunroom branching off from the living room was the closest thing to heaven on earth. Plants he could never get to stay alive in the city thrived here, growing lush and green. Jas had taken the opportunity to put his cats' cat-tree and beds there, since they'd appreciate the sun, and had even set up a little lounge area for himself. While it wasn't the fireplace he had dreamed of for lives now, he thought this would do just as well if not better. the domed glass ceiling let in plenty of light and had a great view of the stars at night. With a few string lights here and there and a book to keep him company, Jas had built himself a bit of paradise in his home. But as much as he loved living out his life here in Italy, it had never felt complete, not without the person he loved. Until now he supposed, but things were still not quite right.
He hummed softly, glancing over his shoulder as Connor hugged him. "Hello, Heart." He greeted, gently taking Connor's hand and pressing a kiss to the back of it. "Really? I wasn't aware they were conscious enough to be aware of the scenery." He teased, finding a fork and offering a taste of the pasta and chicken. "This area does have a few good English schools, mostly for the exchange or abroad students but I'm sure we could find one they liked. But I would take it slow for, my love. You did just get here a few hours ago." He advised softly, careful not to burn Connor as Jas carefully moved around the kitchen to add the chicken to the sauced pasta. He added a bit of zested lemon and the juice as well as some shaved parmesan before mixing once more, tasting it himself, and finding a few bowls to serve in. "Dinner is served, dear." He turned in Connor's arms and offered a bowl to him.