When there's nothing left to burn.... (Tim)
She scared a fire investigator.  The man was sifting through the remains of what had been Tim's building when J'anna all of a sudden rose out of the ashes all green and Martian with her bright red eyes and wisps of flames dancing up from her body.  She was as confused as he was scared and it took her a moment before she managed to go invisible and slip out of the decimated structure without delay or questions from the investigator.  J'anna had questions of her own, though, what the hell happened being chief among them.  Several blocks from what had once been her home J'anna slipped into her visible human form as she tried to sort things out.  She remembered date night with Tim, all curled up on the couch.  She remembered the sudden appearance of Giselle.  She remembered...her heart being torn out.  Being dead.  She remembered that feeling, that moment where the color disappeared from before her eyes and J'anna remembered her vision being replaced and everything going colder.  It was then her memories began to change, almost like she was outside herself and inside her mind all at the same time.  Tim had destroyed the building to save himself and she?  She'd burned int he flames only to leave things behind and go straight for her father and Jenn.

As she walked along J'anna was acutely aware of everything she'd said to her father and her friend and with each step she was more and more horrified.  How could she have said those things?  Those weren't things one spewed at their father, but she'd said them.  And, worse, had meant them.  Tim thought she was dead.  She'd said horrible things to her father and friend.  She again had no home and no place to belong.  Well, that wasn't exactly true.  There was one place she knew she could go.  Tim had shown her the place once, his backup base in the Triangle.  it was a safe place that she could go so that is exactly where she went.  When she arrived she realized that she wasn't the only person hiding out there.  There were a couple of barely-eaten bowls of ramen on the work table and the small bed in the corner looked like it had barely been slept in.

Tim.

J'anna couldn't help herself.  She went directly to the bed and curled up on it, holding the pillow to her chest hoping it might smell like Tim.  She was so bewildered, embarrassed and scared,.  She was desperate for comfort wherever she could find it.