"You didn't wake me. The desire for food did that." Jason commented. "Thanks by the way." His gaze followed hers to the flowers, blooming in front of his eyes. "What the hell?" Unlike Elizabeth, it made him suspicious. "If the island's gonna pull some day of the triffids crap, I'm gonna need a big meal."
He walked over to the cupboards and just as he reached out to grab a plate, the lightening struck. He didn't feel pain, just a massive adrenaline rush as the bolt ran through him. He grinned when it was over, not noticing that the sweatpants he slept in were singed. "What the hell was that?"