Evanescence 18

*Jill….

I fell asleep in the back of the escalade and woke when the Fire department’s red flashers showed through my eyelids. I hurt all over but I hurt inside too. Heaven…Molly…but Molly’s voice was coming out of Raine?

I think it was her.
I’m sure it was her.

So did Raine channel her? Was it necromancy? I’m not sure if it was, not with the release of all those souls or spirits. So did Molly come to me through Raine to save me?

“Oh God.….”

I curl a little tighter around my guts for a moment until the hurt passes. You’ve ever feel sick where you’re upset about something. Molly…Molly was the love of my life. It feels like someone’s ripping my insides out from missing her and losing her again. I just want to curl in a ball somewhere and hide.

Too much heavy shit went down tonight. I swore oaths, made promises…I have to report in but what will that mean? What will that mean for Raine, what will it mean for Molly…?

I punch the back of the bucket seats in the escalade, five, six, a dozen times I hate hurting like this, I hate fucking being helpless…feeling helpless.

“I think they killed the cow a while back there Agent.” I turn to see Sloan up and walking she looks like hell but she’s up. She passes me a cup of coffee with this disgusted look on her face.

“Don’t like coffee?”

“You kidding I’m a nurse and a Dark fae, I practically live off the stuff.” She’s got a bottle of orange juice though in her hand.

“Then why the expression?”

“You human’s and you’re fucking plastic and styrofoam.”

“Oh, getting the OJ now, the only thing they had in glass?”

“No, they had milk and Yoo-hoo but I’m allergic to milk.”

“Really, I never knew Nixies to be vulnerable to milk or cattle stuff?”

“I’m not dipshit, I’m allergic. You human’s you just still get off on all these tangents about us anytime we say something you think it’s part of the lore.”

“Sorry, thanks for the coffee. And for saving my butt back there.”

Sloan shrugs and leans against the car door, it looks really uncomfortable. Cold Wrought Iron will kill a fae, but any kind of ferric alloy, hurts or bother’s them. The further away from just plain iron the less it hurts them but they are almost all allergic to synthetics, or just plain hate them.

So she’s leaning against the open door of my truck instead of just standing. It’s her trying to be human…?......why?

“Hey you looked like you could really, really use the coffee and…”

“And what?”

“And you looked like you needed to get out of your head. You were pretty messed up there.”

“Yeah, I still am….”

“Yeah, I noticed it got something to do with that off the charts mage that saved all of our asses?”

“It might, I don’t know…I thought…”

“There was some part of her there with whatever she was doing that knew you.”

“Yes…but she’s dead.”

I hate it, I hate it but the damned tears are there again. Sloan get’s this look on her face and she gets up into the back of the escalade with me and the next thing I know she’s slipped her arm around me and she’s giving me a hug?

“What are you doing? Why are you doing this? What’s your angl…”

Sloan cuts me off from talking by covering my mouth with her hand, there’s a mix of hurt and angry there in her eyes. “No bullshit Jill, no games, no agenda, I’m not looking for anything I just get it. I get it because I’ve lost a good share of people that I’ve loved over the years too and I’ve had my heartbroken too.”

“But why would this even matter to you?”

“Common “Human” compassion and decency aren’t limited to humanity Jill.”

God she’s staring at me with this intense deep dark stare that is actually open…open enough that there’s just a lot of hurt and damage in her and she’s letting me see that in her.

“Sloan, why are you putting yourself out there with me? This makes you vulnerable?”

“Because you know my name?”

“Yeah well that and all of this.”

“Like being decent to you, look I passed out, hit the wall and there’s a lot of talk, a lot of paranoia and stuff about you humans. I was out of commission until my powers started to kick in and when I woke up I wasn’t under arrest, I was in chains or a cage I was in the back seat of that truck over there and it was spelled for my comfort.”

“I wouldn’t let anyone mess with you Sloan, not after tonight.”

“Yeah and that’s just it, you did. And I wake up and I feel you hurting and you’re upset and I’m not locked up for the good of humanity…that’s kind of a big thing Jill, or it is to me.”

“But you getting seen being chummy with me might land you in hot water.”

“I’m not worried Jill I’m not a tea bag. Look I know the kind of stand up woman you are. You’ve got a reputation y’know on my side of things and I heard some good things and a lot of bad things from people that hearing them call you the lowest of the low is actually a good mark of character.”

“But I get read.”

“Fine, it’s just one of my names, I have a lot of them.”

“But…”

“Jill?”

“Yeah…?”

“You have a nice butt.”

She said, what? And then her hand slides out and the backs of her fingers caress over my right cheek and she takes that hand to cup my chin, my face and to gently draws me into a kiss.

Oh…well…oh…

There’s girl on girl kissing and being a lesbian I’m really, really into that but to actually get kissed by a girl who’s been kissing girls for how long…without being in love with someone that is to date the best kiss of my life.

Sloan breaks the kiss and stares right into me. “Are you done freaking out yet?”

“Uhm…yeah…”

“Good.”

Sloan rests her forehead against mine and she just holds me, she holds me and she let’s in be alright…it’s like she said about not just humans have a take on common decency. She even shifted her eyes or the did on their own and I’m looking into those dark pools and I’m not wigged or creeped out if anything I still see the compassion there, the feelings. It starts slow the tears running down my face and then I just sort of degenerated into this bawling, crying girl burying my face into Sloan’s shoulder as I cry.

*Alecia…………

By the time everything’s settled down with Jill’s goons and the Feds and the cops I head back to the hospital to pick up Donna and drive her home. I brought her a change of clothes and she smiles when she sees me come in.

I smile back at her. “You do know I’m a vampyre right? You’re not supposed to be happy to see me.”

“Oh please Alecia; you’re Goddess blessed or something, a daywalker now you’re practically Angel”

“Oh Gods no, not that bloody show.”

“Oh I suppose you hate the idea of the Slayers and all of that.”

“Oh there are slayers, just not the magical ones those are Hunters and they don’t have to be virgins or some thing like that and they don’t have to just be girls either. No, I hate the show because of the damned vampires.”

“The vampires?”

“Do you have any Idea at the number of little newly minted fangs out there are running around in trench coats trying to look like some David Bowie rejects and talking in really bad accents? It’s as bad as the other idiots going around saying Sookae…”

I’m only partially kidding but Donna bursts out laughing. She’s still laughing as she get’s dressed. I can see a lot of resemblance between her and Raine though I suspect Raine’s differences are from the essences that are part of her. Donna’s in great shape though for a human.

We get out of there finally and I get her into my rental and I drive her home. I walk her to the door. She looks at me and she smiles. “Seriously Alecia, thank you; you saved my life.”

“Well, Shea was involved so I kind of put you in danger in the first place.”

“But you still saved my life. You have to go back to work tonight?”

“No but soon, I’d like to keep my job and besides there’s people in there that need me.”

“Got time for a coffee then.”

“Sure, the last time I enjoyed a good cup of coffee they were still off loading it by slaves from the boats.”

“Well, I never said a cooed cup of coffee.”

“That’s true, can I come in?”

“I formally invite you to my home.”

I feel that tingle but it means something else now? There’s going to be a learning curve with the new me I think.

I go inside and we head down the hall to the kitchenette and dining room and Donna makes us coffee, it’s Maxwell House and it’s the same stuff we pretty much make at work that I never get to drink. She digs out some chocolate brownies too that smell really good and I have one with my coffee it’s really, really good the last time I had chocolate not tainted by bloody flavoring I wasn’t a vampire. I make some faces and moan my way through a Foodgasm or two and Donna smiling at me as she’s having a coffee and looking at me.

“What?”

“You’ve got some icing on your face.”

“Where?” I try to wipe it off never thinking that I can actually use a mirror but also I really should have seen this coming.

“No, here I’ll get it.” And she slid up to me and she leaned down because Donna has a good six inches on me and she kisses me.

Now the only girls I’m kissed are my mother god rest her soul and a few but not many female prey back in the day. But this was the first person to honestly kiss me…ever…and she tasted like coffee and chocolate icing…

And combine all of that with her being tall, with really nice tanned skin, short but dark hair, blue eyes and a really nice body…I never noticed it that way before but she has this girl…I lift weights and I box kind of thing and….

It’s the first, human contact that I’ve had, and it’s good. I mean I’m technically a T-girl like Raine but where she’s into Shaun and therefore into guys me…? I feel my heart hammering, my nipples get so hard in the best of ways…and I ache for her in a way that I’ve never known.

Donna kissingly leads me into the living room and lets her dress fall into a pool on the floor and I can’t help but run my hands over the perfect contradiction that she is. Hard muscles and great shoulders blending into nice legs and a sexy wide hips, soft skin and ample, real breasts…mature and still beautiful. I even like the little bits of imperfections, the muffin top… all of it.

She slowly peels me out of my clothes as we kiss and kiss and kiss on her couch and she
Teaches me about real foreplay between to people, two real people and I cum hard for her…I’m not sure that anything’s felt this good before… not even feeding.

Free will, no need to feed, no mental pushes from my sire to get it on…this...me and Donna….oh…oh…I’m a lesbian!

I end up riding her face with my legs and knees draped over Donna’s shoulders and my fingers running through her hair as she’s knelt between my legs teaching me about real sex…about real lovemaking and my hips arch a I cry out. “Oh Goddess!” When Donna’s experienced fingers take me over the edge again but gone deeper than deep and…she breaks my hymen.

*Raine…………..

I was dreaming…

Not a good dream.

One of Asmodeus’s freak demons coming after Jill and the others with her. Well she was after him but…It was still Jill…My Jill.

And it was like that, Molly…Heaven surged and she yanked us there.

It was so intense, it was like what happened with Rapture but totally different, there but still in bed, so much energy I ghost formed…became solid by ectoplasm alone.

I’m woken up out of it on the floor in Shaun’s room and it’s like I don’t want to move, I don’t want to even breathe right now but I force my eyes open. Shaun’s bed room is trashed and…

Ow…oh…fuck ow…my arm.

“Ow, ow, ow…” I kind of moan and cradle my arm and I’m in Shaun’s lap. I mean I don’t even think that he knows what happened and is he losing his shit? Freaking out? No, not my Shaun. Nope, he’s sitting on the floor with me pulled into his lap and just holding me.

Him doing this is so good right now. I think my arms broke and I can’t stop shaking. I think I’m.

“You’re in shock Raine just hold onto me. I’ve got you.”

He’s got me.

I start crying over that, because….
Jill…
Jill…
My Jill, but not my Jill, Molly’s Jill and ….

Jill was just like that, Just like Shaun…

He picks me up and carries me out of his room and upstairs and oh…oh…very good oh he holds me with one arm while he takes a quilt off the couch. I’m not a little chick, I’m fairly tall but I’ve got curves and well let’s just say I wear between and eight and a twelve in clothes… (I’m not tell my weight)… and there’s a flicker of his power as he makes the quilt fresh out of the dryer and smelling of bounce fabric softener. He put me into the old rocking chair wrapping me up in this warm quilt and so much more than that.

Just this…

This…Just this here him being there, loving and caring about me makes everything worth it. These little perfect treasures are so worth fighting for. It gets better as he Kisses me…and everything…yeah…

If someone kisses you like that, it gets a capitol K.

His fingers comb through my hair fixing the mess that it’s in and he wipes the tears from my face and eyes with his thumbs and I have the moment.

You know that moment of just intimacy so profound that you look at your partner and you see twenty, thirty, forty years later…that love still there then in that future moment just as perfect them as it is right now.

I just had that moment.

Shaun rubs my arms and my shoulders to get the feeling of normal back into myself. His mom comes in her robe blinking. She takes a look at me. “Goddess, what happened?”

“The stone, I forgot about that damned emerald…It’s a link…was a link to Asmodeus, some methe head…I don’t know who…him I couldn’t save…him. He drew on Asmodeus and he turned into a demon…he went after Jill…no, other way around. Jill ended up going after him.”

They both ask within moments of each other. “Is she alright?”

“Yeah, think so…nothing she hasn’t survived before.”

Shaun’s mother looks at him. “Should we take her to the hospital?”

He shakes his head. “No, I got this. Can you make us some tea Mom?”

She nods and sighs. “I’ll get us all some and some food too. Raine you’re looking positively grey around the edges.”

Shaun looks ay me with this I love you I’m pissed at you look. “Yes, she does, it’s too fucking much, too fucking soon.”

“Heyyyyyyy!” I protest. “I’m not getting anywhere near enough fucking.” I giggle. Shaun gives me this look. Y’know the one, that stare like you’re being retarded, you’re hurting my head.

He’s gentle with me though as he takes my arm and his power seeps into me. I can sort of feel it letting him see my arm like an x-ray. “The muscles are bruised and tore honey, and you fractured your entire hand. You got all this remotely?”

“Yuh-huh, like the cuts on my other arm. I got those when I tangled with Rapture…see!” I show him my battle scars. I feel really odd but in a good way?

“Okay, I’ve seen them honey, oh you’re really punchy.”

I punch him. “Punch buggy…” (snerk)

His Mum comes in with a mug of tea, I smell herbs and other goodies in there. Raspberry leaves, wild mint, rose hip, Meyer lemon slices with some bee pollen and honey stirred into it. Lemony-sweet-floral-grassy and sooo good.

Shane takes his and has a few sips and his mom comes back with this great mage snack, you learn to eat when you burn off power. These are sliced full rounds of apple with a round slice of pear and cream cheese holding them together with some honey mixed into it and some blue cheese and more on top with a slice of white cheddar.

Fruit, cheeses, honey…all great to boost up your blood sugar then level you off. I’m eating and staring at Shaun as he’s sipping his tea and eating one of these snacks but holding my hand and he’s got his power dancing through my flesh and bones as he’s telling my body to heal itself, faster… like he did with himself in the hospital.

I’m the one who’s usually doing the magic. I can’t remember anytime back then in my life, in my lives that I had this. Just watching him concentrating his magic inside of me, in communion…his hair loose and blonde messy because of us being in bed and…shirt off him just in track pants.

It’s just perfect, and as punchy as I am it’s making me weepy but in a good way. His eyes open and he stares out the window frowning. I feel, oooh, magic there, big time three cars.

His dad comes down all hippy farmer with a shotgun. “Government plates.” Shaun gets up and heads over to the window. I get up but I’m a bit woozy and wobbly Shaun comes over to me. “You stay down, you’re too messed up for this.”

“I’ll be okay…Lemme up.”

“No. Sit.”

“Arff.”

There’s a knock at the door, the front door not the side porch door everyone else uses. Shane opens the door and there’s three guys in black suits all Men in Black styled. One produces an ID. “NSA. Is Raine Mathews there, we need to speak to her.”

“This is about?” Shane asks.

“I’m afraid that’s a matter of national security.”

“Oh, then no.”

“No, I said no are you deaf?”

“Look kid, we need to talk to her. You wouldn’t want to end up it gitmo or worse right.”

The lights flickered in the house. Shane’s eyes get that light, like when he was mad at the hospital, shine eyes like Riddick from Pitch Black. “No, fuck off. You don’t get to do ask her fuck all until you stop playing games, I can feel…….” he stops talking but he’s looking at them leaning forward like he was smelling something, then he steeps back and powers down. The NSA guy moves to come in and bounces off of nothing. Shaun gives him this look, takes a sip of tea. “What do you want elf?”

He frowns and there’s a shift in the air. He still looks the same but smoother, more polished and the others too. The last of the three looks like a long white haired young man. He carries the arrogance though like…Like that Ra guy from the Stargate movie…kind of androgynously male? Oh he’s so sure he’s the shit, he tilts his head and the first two move out of his way.

“The Ashe wishes to speak with the girl.”

I can’t help myself, I go there. (Giggle.) “The who?”

“The Ashe.” I can’t help it, the giggles come out.

“The what?”

“The Ashe.” He’s getting exasperated, he’s not used to getting laughed at. I can’t hold in the giggles or the Snerk that comes out of me. Even Shaun’s looking at me.

“Raine…what the hell’s so funny?”

“The Ashe…(I’m still giggling.) that’s a tree right?”

“Yes but it’s also the leader of the light fae.”

The elf boss looks non-plussed. “The Ashe…” I snerk. I can’t hold it in.

“The Larch.” I say and burst into giggles.

Shaun looks confused, his dad thumps his forehead against the doorway. Then Shaun gets it. “Oh for fucks sakes Raine….”

The elf doesn’t look pleased, in fact he looks pissed. “oh…oh…crap…he’s going to get the comfy chair…” I’m giggling and Shaun feeds me another snack shoving it in my mouth and saying to them. “On moon and silver, bone and blood do you place yourself in peace bond with us?”

“We do.” The elf nods.

“So Mote It Be.”

They come in and look at me. I’m trying to look okay, trying to get the silly out of my system and my mouth’s overfull and I’m trying to keep the smile off my face.

I mean…Ash…Larch… how can I not have gone there. They’ve got all the funny of Spock though. I flash the live long and prosper at them. The boss just stares at me and one of the others, one though, the one who hasn’t talked yet looks to be really trying hard not to laugh, but his fingers slip into the position a second.

The leader young looking elf coughs.

“The Ashe…would like you to see him. You are the witch-sorceress that bested Shea”

“I had help.”

“What was it.”

“A friend a fellow magic wielder.”

“You will not say what? Why?”

“I protect my friends.”

He looks exasperated. “Fine, Come the Ashe will have questions of his own for you.”

Shaun says. “No.”

He rounds on Shaun chewing just chewing on anger. He doesn’t like me but he’s really not liking Shaun. He’s not used to hearing someone tell him no.

“You would insult the Ashe by refusing his hospitality?”

“I’d protect the woman I love from getting trapped or maneuvered by some archaic fae law and magic. No, she’s safe here. Tell him to come to see us.”

“You presume much mortal.”

“Yeah, take it or leave it.”

They guy up and stare each other down and the elf moves away. “If you’ll excuse us, I have some calls to make.”

The three of the walk out to the cars and start talking and Shaun’s watching them go all guard dog hackles raised looking so…

He looks at me then there’s this smile there as he looks back out to them. “Quick, quick fetch-ez le Ashe.”