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perpetuelledaydreaming · 3 years

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L.o.v.e.l.e.s.s. generation

Request: Amazing!! Can i ask for a billy hargrove imagine where he and the reader are together and at a party. They separate for like an hour so he goes with his friends for a while and shes with hers and she gets roofied. Steve and nancy try to help her and then call billy and hes a mess trying to get her to throw up and hes just blabbering and crying and mad af. So much angst and then fluff and yeah.

@peakascum i’m so sorry for taking so looooong.

words: 7.4 k

Summary: Billy has a bad feeling about a party at Tina’s and you don’t trust your gut feeling because of a kiss, Nancy can kick some ass and both, you and Billy, are the kind of people who cry in the shower.

Warnings: *trigger warning* We have dark shit here, like pls people if any of your friends get too drunk or you think someone has put something in their drink GO TO THE HOSPITAL. Don’t follow the characters behaviour down below.

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"There’s a party at Tina’s tonight”, you muttered after disconnecting your lips from Billy’s, who had been more than happy on your make-out session in the parking lot of Hawkins High.

You fluttered your eyes to watch your hot, hot, boyfriend who was perfectly placed between your legs while he kissed you softly. You weren’t sure how Billy kept his glowing tan all year long, especially in Hawkins but you loved how it combined with his blue electric eyes that pierced you every time he watched you. You removed some of the blonde locks falling on his forehead and placed another kiss on his full lips.

Sometimes you didn’t know how you managed to snatch him.

He sighed, “I heard, are you sure you want to go?”, he groaned as he tried to chase your lips once more but you stopped him as you jumped from the hood of the blue Camaro.

“When does Billy Hargrove rejects a party?”, you asked while raising your brows. You picked up your bag from the floor and began fixing your skirt and sweater, you had to be ready for the debate team meeting while he rolled his eyes.

You smiled but you turned around as you heard a couple of girls from Billy’s friend group nattering about you from afar as they saw Billy pulling you in once more for another kiss.

See, how could you even start to recount your relationship with Billy Hargrove? it was hard. Not because it was a difficult relationship, but because you two seemed so different from the outside that sometimes people didn’t even believe that you had lasted so long in the first place. Billy and you had been going strong for over eight months now and it felt like you were on cloud nine.

He was mesmerized by you since his first day of school, he wasted no time in asking you for a date -to the disapproval of his new gang and the dismay of most of the girls at the school- you were elated by it but you said that he needed to do a lot more if he wanted you to say yes. It wasn’t that you weren’t oblivious to Billy’s charm but you knew his type and he was definitely not on yours.

Billy didn’t seem more than an aggressive jog and you bore those type of guys, they weren’t stimulating and you had learned to value yourself and your time, more than anything else. So, it took Billy time -with a lot of rejected attempts and multiple pairings on classes- to actually get a yes from you.

And so, you had come to learn that Billy Hargrove was more than he showed and it hit you to the core because you did the same. They were just different acts, both of you were familiar with the fact that people liked to put tags on others, to label them and keep them in a box, they liked making you one dimensional for them to feel comforted in a stupid status quo. And both of you followed swiftly because sometimes is easier to play a role than to be yourself, it’s easier to make people believe you are one thing. Sometimes it was easier to be just a good girl and sometimes it was easier to be just a bully, but you weren’t that and neither was Billy.

Billy Hargrove wore his heart on his sleeve and no one had noticed that, you instead kept it locked in a safe to survive and no one had noticed that.

But Billy noticed your lock and you noticed his sleeve, he understood you and you understood him.

After hours or even whole nights talking to each other, laughing, even crying you finally agreed to go out with him.

“I always want to do whatever you want to do”, he whispered to your lips as he pressed quick pecks. You sighed into his lips; eyes closed in bliss as his lips touched yours. “Pick you at nine?”

You smiled as you heard him and your lips now were chasing his.

…

“See you in an hour or so?”, you asked as you opened the door for Tina’s house, Billy was behind you. Both of you were analyzing the scene in front of you.

There were a lot of people, far more than what you were expecting but it was the last Friday before Thanksgiving break so you kinda got it. Many of the kids that went away for college were coming back to see their families and since Tina’s parties were always a staple of Hawkins High, you knew most of them wouldn’t miss it. So, there it was: an ocean of sweaty and drunk teenagers and young adults having fun and blasting music.

You turned around to see a frown on Billy’s face as he saw the scene while you rolled your eyes. You didn’t really know why he was so opposed to partying when he was always down for any type of rave.

See, although both of you were so similar in many senses, it wasn’t at all the case when you were partying. Billy was the type of guy who liked the attention, he craved it and he found it most of the time in senseless partying. While you, you were the type of girl who liked to be lowkey about your presence at a party, if you had the attention it was from your amazing dancing skills. Otherwise, you liked to spend your parties taking a few shots, dancing, and talking to your friends; nothing more and nothing less. Billy, instead, liked to do his keg stands and playing games, getting a bit more than tipsy.

Most of the time you were together months of your relationship you both had made sacrifices, sometimes Billy wouldn’t do his normal circus act so he could be in a more calm conversation with you, and sometimes you had decided to cheer him when he was doing his keg stands or accomplishing the dares his stupid friends wanted him to do.

And it was fine, except for the fact that you had exploded one Monday a few months ago when you heard the rumors about the past party, especially the rumor about the “Queen of Hawkins” and how everyone was beginning to think that you were nothing more than a pretty thing that Billy wore around his arm, an accessory. You hated it, you hated it so much that you had ended up ranting about it to Billy who had been patient and listened to every single word without saying much.

“I’m fucking captain of the debate team, since when I’m an accessory?”, “I’m running for president of the student council, does it look like I care about being Queen of Hawkins?”, “I’m not clingy or sticking to you all the time, it was just one party!”

And so, you had come up with the party plan. It was really simple: As soon as you got to the party, each one would go and do their thing. Billy would go out and play games while you hang out with Steve and Nancy and Johnathan. If there were any good songs or if you were craving each other presences, you would find each other and would dance for a couple of songs or maybe have a little (long) time out inside any room available where you could moan each other’s name. It had worked on the parties that you had gone to for the last few months and it had been fine, most of the time after you found each other you wouldn’t let go.

Today had to be no different, another party at Tina’s, usual business.

But you knew it wasn’t, Billy turned around to see you with narrowed blue electric eyes, brows bumped together in a scowl and lips pressed together.

“Billy?”

“I’m not really feeling like partying”, he muttered as he sighed and took a hold of your waist and pulled your flesh against his.

Sometimes you were more than sure that Billy’s arms were made perfectly for you, you loved being held by him, and feeling like nothing in the world could hurt you. Being held by his biceps and pressed against him always made your heart skip a bit, you didn’t even think twice as you quickly took a hold of his face and you pressed your lips urgently against his, making you whimper into his lips. It was intoxicating the dance between your lips and tongues, you sometimes even got dizzy after kissing Billy but you were more than happy to get drunk on him rather than on vodka.

But today you wanted to hang out with Nancy, Johnathan, and Steve, you hadn’t been seeing them much since school started again since, well, Billy was a handful.

“I’ll see you later sir”, you whispered as you gave him the last peck and walked away from him with a smile on your lips.

Billy stayed stunned after a few seconds and cursed to himself but he knew that you were in the mood for partying and the least he could do was give you space to be by yourself, to have times with your friends. He didn’t want to admit it but he had taken a lot of your time the past few weeks, he had wanted to take advantage of his father leaving Hawkins for a work trip, so he had spent most of his time buried inside of you or sleeping next to you or laughing with you, etc. And he wanted tonight to be no different, but he also respected you and your wishes. So, although he wasn’t too excited, he managed himself. He quickly threatened his way to get a whole bottle of tequila and went outside where Tommy and Carol were waiting for him already.

“You look stunning!”, Nancy gasped as she saw you, you twirl so they could give a look at your outfit: A tight black leather skirt, military boots, and a cutout band t-shirt from Billy.

Steve and Jonathan cheered for you as you moved your hips and Nancy clapped, while you then twirl her around for her to model her outfit.

“You look stunning all the time!”, you replied as you hugged Nancy.

“That’s indeed true”, Johnathan muttered as he pulled in Nancy for a kiss on her forehead while she wrapped one arm around him, quickly pulling him into a passionate kiss.

Steve rolled his eyes as he got closer to you, “Are we going to dance?”, he whispered in your ear and it made you shiver.

You couldn’t lie that you had a thing for Steve when you were younger than you were less than thrilled when he started dating Nancy but as time passed, your feelings had changed and Steve became just a great friend in your eyes. Although, it didn’t mean that sometimes Billy didn’t get jealous of him and how close you two were. But he had come to accept it, as he should, and Steve also started to deal with Billy by your request since he didn’t really like him after he had dethroned him as King of Hawkins.

“Yes, we are”, you replied and quickly pulled Steve into the living room where everyone else was dancing.

The way you felt the music cruising through your body made you get lost on it, eyes closed and jumping, swaying your hips to the beat, laughing, and smiling all along. Should I stay or Should I go from The Clash was the tenth song you had danced to with Steve and you were sweating from bopping your head to the last bit, throat a little bit sore from screaming the lyrics at the top of your lungs.

Steve wrapped an arm around your shoulders and pressed a kiss on the top of your head. “I forgot how good it was to dance with you, Y/L/N”, you nodded without much breath but you turned around to see one of the boys from Billy’s group watching you with malice. The narrowed eyes and puckered lips weren’t anything new for you, especially from his “friends” or followers, but you knew how much they would like to initiate any rumor that could create any drama in Hawkins since they didn’t have anything more exciting to do.

“I’m going to get something to drink”, you muttered as you glared at the loser who had been watching Steve and you, but soon he turned to the patio, where you imagined Billy was.

You rolled your eyes; you knew you had to do damage control with Billy. Although Billy seemed like he had all the confidence in the world, you knew deep down he was insecure thanks to his relationship with his father, and especially, as months had passed by, he was insecure about your relationship sometimes. It seemed to him that you could do so much better and he was perpetually on edge when he thought about you and Steve too much, although he trusted you completely.

And on your part, it wasn’t too different, Billy had girls throwing themselves at him permanently which was always annoying, girls who whispered at him that they would make him feel so much better than you ever did and that they wished he could make them scream. Billy had assured you and showed you that he only had eyes with you, and it did become funny sometimes because if there was someone in love with his girlfriend was Billy Hargrove. But still, sometimes that burning feeling that crept its way your heart and spread it through your body, making you feel like you could spitfire didn’t go away.

Especially not at the moment.

Billy was outside, playing a nice game of beer pong and chugging more beer than you thought he would like tonight, but there he was… with Heather freaking Miller. She was leaning into a flustered Billy as she giggled while he poured the beer on his mouth, a little bit too fast that it made the drink spill all over his naked chest -he always lost some buttons or his shirt at some point in a party-, you imagined that he was a bit tipsy at the moment but you couldn’t help to feel your stomach twisting as you saw Heather pressing a soft kiss to his jaw.

You spun on your heels faster than you could even imagine, not even wanting to watch Billy’s reaction to her kiss and if you had been a bit drunker, you might have been bold enough to start going off at her and Billy. But you weren’t in the mood, to hell if Billy was told something about Steve, whatever.

“You said something?”, a guy in the kitchen asked you, as you leaned on the kitchen island in front of the living room that served as the dance floor, realizing that you had been muttering out loud. There weren’t many people in the kitchen, the great majority of the people were dancing or outside, but there were two boys.

You huffed as you turned around and saw the guy. He had short brown hair and a nice smile as he sipped from his red solo cup. He looked familiar and you remember him being a cheer on after a basketball game while you were a Sophomore at Hawkins High and he was a Senior. He was from an affluent family, you remembered that as well as you might have seen him in one of your parent's Christmas parties, but you weren’t social.

“Do I know you?”, you asked a bit coldly, annoyed still at the image of Heather and Billy.

“Burn!”, another boy close to the one that had just talked to you shouted as he laughed at his friend. You recognized him too, he was also known as a Senior when you were in Sophomore, he wasn’t on any team but he was on the popular crowd.

You vaguely remember the class that had graduated that year, only remembered a few bullying incidents but mostly that they were sexist assholes. You hoped that college had changed them, at least you liked to believe people could mature, but seeing them three years later in a party of their high school didn’t give you much hope.

“I’m Brad”, the boy with short brown hair stated as you sighed and smiled, trying to be as polite as you could taking into account how mad you were. “This is Chad”, he said pointing to his friend.

“Y/N”, you answer as you shook his hand as he had offered it.

He held it for a bit too long and you felt goosebumps erupting on your skin, but they weren’t good goosebumps, the way he was looking at you was way too intently but you figured that he was trying to flirt and score a girl.

“Brad! I just…”, another boy came from the living room with a bottle of tequila in his hand as the three of you turned around to watch him, you took the opportunity and removed your hand from his hold as your eyes began to look for some wine or vodka to take to Steve. “Who’s that?”, the same guy muttered as he got closer to Brad and Chad.

“Shut up, Logan”, Brad rolled his eyes as he saw you reaching for a bottle of vodka, he quickly took it and then handed it to you with a strange smile. “You have to apologize, my friends, they are…”

“Wonderful?”, Logan said with a smirk.

“Charming?”, Chad answer as he seemed to be taking something from his Varsity Jacket, you didn’t manage to see really what he had since Brad quickly placed solo red cups for you to do shots in, blocking the view.

“Annoying”, he stated as he poured a bit of the vodka on two small cups and then passed the bottle to his friends. You smile at the way he said it, the guy had a charm but there was still a hint of something you didn’t like. Something that didn’t add up to his pretty greyish eyes or his sharp jaw. “Want one round?”

You sighed and nodded. At the moment, you only wanted a drink and don’t think a lot about Billy and Heather, you didn’t want to be too mad about it, especially since it was your idea to do a party plan and you left the road wide open for girls like Heather to flirt with Billy.

It felt like it was your fault.

“Sure”

The vodka burned your throat a little bit more than you would imagine but you didn’t care. It tasted okay enough and your eyes simply wondered towards the patio door, in the hopes that Billy might come looking for you but there was no sign of him coming.

“You have a boyfriend?”, you heard Brad asking and you turned around as you passed a hand through your hair. You watched as Brad’s friends began pouring another round of shots with the vodka but your attention went right to Brad again.

“I do, he’s with another girl at the patio”, you muttered angrily as you took a hold of the shot and chugged it right in. The vodka still burned on your throat but it now felt bubbly, still burned a bit more than before but you figured it was because you hadn’t been drinking in a while.

“Ooh”, the two friends shouted and it made you roll your eyes, they weren’t being good company and you tried to snatch the bottle of vodka from the table where they had left it but Brad took it first.

“Let’s do two more rounds, it will make you feel better”, he cooed as he got closer to you.

If this was any other moment, at any other party, you would’ve said no and leave without a bottle and look for Billy. But the blonde hair from Heather on Billy’s shoulder, his laugh, and her lips on his jaw were burned on your head at the moment and you wished that maybe vodka could help you, you wished that angry drinking would be enough to make you feel better.

“Fine”, you answer with a smirk and Brad smiled as well, his friends cheering in the background as you chugged another shot that had been served by you.

It had to be almost four more rounds of shots of vodka -at least you believed but it didn’t taste like vodka after the second- that they had handed to you when you began to feel weird.

It began slowly, the sleepiness taking over your body, spreading from your belly towards your chest, and soon it seemed to get on your head. It didn’t feel bad right away, simply weird. You were never a hard drinker, you had never blackout before and you weren’t planning to tonight. Getting tipsy? Yes, getting drunk? Maybe, but this felt like it was happening faster than what you had anticipated.

You closed your eyes and leaned into the kitchen island for a second, trying to recover your breath to see if that was it, you just needed a little break. But as seconds passed, you felt your muscles getting sleepier and even when your eyes were closed, you felt like you were on a carrousel and it wasn’t stopping.

“You don’t look so good”, you heard Brad said as he wrapped his arm around your waist, which you tried to get off but it seemed as if your muscles were going in slow motion. “You want to go to the bathroom?”

You felt like you could vomit at his questions, it sounded wrong. You shook your head as you opened your eyes and glared at him, motioning for him to let you go and he did, but as you turned around everything began to be blurry.

“Iwanttodance”, you slurred, words tumbling against each other. You began walking towards the living room, trying to get away from the kitchen while you desperately tried to look for Nancy, Johnathan, or Steve.

You felt your head getting dizzier and dizzier as each second passed, your brain seemed to be trying so hard for your limbs to move at the pace that you needed them too but they felt disconnected like there was a short-circuit between them.

You weren’t sure when they had actually disconnected, it had to be a second before you reached the living room by going down simply two steps. It was something you were sure you could accomplish, not even on your worst drunk stories you had been so unaware of your body, you had never felt like that. So, it wasn’t a surprise when you saw the world turning upside down and you felt a sharp pain on the right side of your body, your head crashing on the floor as you closed your eyes from the impact.

You fell, badly.

You whimpered in pain as you felt people’s gaze on you, although you had your eyes closed you could feel people’s presence close to you and you wish you could even stand up but it seemed like nothing worked and you could only motion simple things You heard a couple of people laughing, guessing that maybe you were too drunk and were unable to handle your booze. You felt some girls getting closer to you and asking if you were okay but your words weren’t really words anymore, only mumbles, the pangs of pain still spreading through your torso, hips, and legs while the numbness started to spread as well.

It was even getting hard to keep your eyes open for too long.

Before you knew it, someone was wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you off the ground. You prayed it was Billy or Steve, with Nancy by their side or even a couple of the girls who had been asking if you were okay.

“Seems like she’s ready to go to sleep”

You froze as you heard Brad’s voice and a deep feeling of panic started invading your body. You protested, at least you thought but your words didn’t come out from your mouth, your eyes were still close as the pangs of pain from the fall were disappearing quite quickly, which made you worry.

Brad quickly took a hold of your body and carried you bride-style to god knows where, you suddenly felt your stomach sinking as you realized how weak you were and the fact that you were in the hands of strangers. Sleepiness crawling over your body and anxiety too, everything began to become foggy.

“We’ll take care good care of you” Logan stated as you felt the music farther and farther away.

You whimpered in protest as you opened your eyes as you tried to shimmy yourself out of his hold but it just came as spams on your limps, nothing strong enough and it seemed like they were going through the foyer, towards the door.

“Stop”

Nancy’s voice felt like it had been sent from the sky, you tried to turn your head as quickly as you could and there she was. “Who are you?”, she asked as she got closer to you.

You knew Nancy might be little, she might have been a little mousy when you met her but she was fierce and she could end anyone who came on her way. Such a small girl could raise hell if she decided to and you felt like crying with happiness when you -in a blur- watched her crossed her arms across her chest and glare at the guys she was standing in front of.

“She’s feeling bad”, Brad explained with a shrug but the sassy nature of his answer gave him away to Nancy, “She had a lot to drink and she told us to get her home”

“She has a boyfriend for that”, Nancy replied right away angrily. “And friends that know her”

“We are her friends”, he barked back and it made you jump on your inside.

These guys were aggressive, the way that he answered to Nancy… you felt like tears were pooling in your eyes. This was not okay and panic raised again, flooding your body. You needed Nancy to take you away from their paws, now. You didn’t want to think where this was going if she didn’t manage to stop them.

“Nancy” you managed to mumble and with all the effort you had, you tried to take a hold of her but your arm gave up before you reached her, soon your eyes rolled to the back of your head and your head fell backward.

You were too weak.

Nancy froze for a second with fear as she saw your state, and so hell was loose.

“Get her down now!”, Nancy’s growl made your body tremble, it was so loud that you were hoping that anyone else noticed.

“Fuck you”, Chad replied as you heard a struggle in front of you… they were holding Nancy now as Brad began to move again, your heart sinking

“Her boyfriend is being called right now!”, Nancy yelled as you could hear her struggling while you passed in front of her.

The cold air hit you hard and you cried as you tried to move from Brad’s hold but he wouldn’t budge, they had managed to sneak you and this was the worst-case scenario. Billy was the only thing you thought before your brain began to shut down when you began to drown in the darkness.

“We shouldn’t have given her so many”, Logan muttered as he opened the door of the car that was parked in the front patio of Tina’s house, close to many others.

“Can you just shut up?”, Brad growled as he tightened the hold on your body, and tried to see how he could fit you in the car correctly.

“Maybe it’s better”, Logan muttered as he opened the driver’s door, still talking to himself. “She won’t remember anything”

“WHERE IS SHE?”

The growl coming from the main door from the house shook Brad and Logan to the core. They both turned around to see Billy, exiting the party with Steve and Nancy behind him.

Billy had been trying to get a Heather Miller off his back since he had started to play a beer-pong match, it had all been easy and messing around until Heather had come in and began to linger closer to Billy each time he drank. She had placed a kiss on his jaw when he had barked at her to back off, people began to laugh around them and scream things, Heather seemed to be annoyed by the statement and tried to talk him out of being so aggressive. Billy remained silent and shrugged her off each time she tried to flirt with him again, it was annoying to him and he knew that his friends would take any chance to start a rumor that could affect your relationship. So, the rest of the time he tried to get as far away from Heather as he possibly could, he even flipped her off before Steve had run towards him and ask him to go with him.

Billy felt as if a black hole had grown in his stomach as Steve told him what had happened, that some guys were trying to take you somewhere and that you were barely conscious, that Nancy was trying to hold them back but you needed him now.

Billy wasn’t exactly sure how fast he had arrived, how he didn’t even notice the guy on the floor that Nancy had managed to beat up with a flower vase at the foyer or how he couldn’t hear anything because his heart and breathing were so loud that he could only focus on what he saw.

And there you were: completely limp, head falling from Brad’s arm, eyes rolled back on the back of your head. You seemed so small; it shook Billy.

Sometimes Billy had these gaps in time when he became so mad that he didn’t feel like himself anymore, he could only feel the anger filling his body as the seconds passed. It was almost automatic when his hands formed into fists and he began to growl. You had talked to him about it and had helped him to never lose control again since you began dating, helping him breathe and control his emotions.

But not this time.

Billy yelled as he took Logan first. The guy didn’t even have a second before Billy yanked the keys out of his hands and smashed the boy’s head against the window of the car. Billy didn’t really notice when the window cracked, he only noticed when it broke in front of him as he smashed once again Logan’s head.

Logan fell on the ground with a groan, blood coming out of the right side of his face, laying with the broken glass on the floor. Billy then turned around quickly to go and get you, Brad had already been cornered by Steve and Nancy while Johnathan tried to rip you off from Brad’s hold.

“HEY!”, someone yelled as he pushed Billy making him slam against the car door.

Billy turned around to see Chad, nose already bloody from Nancy’s punch and more coming out of his eyebrow cut thanks to the vase. The guy was already beaten up by Nancy, badly, but Billy didn’t hesitate to beat him to a pulp with his fist. It seemed rather like a gap of time where Billy had no control, as his knuckles slammed against the guy's jaw while he screamed in pain. Chad managed to punch Billy on his ribs but Billy quickly retaliated and knocked him out with a single punch.

Billy’s breathing was too shaken up, he almost couldn’t even hear how Nancy had been telling him to stop as he kept kicking the guy on the ground. It was only until Nancy hit him in the back of his head, rather hard, that he turned around.

“We got her”, Nancy yelled at him as she glared at Billy. She didn’t seem too shaken up, her hands were bloody as well and her eyes seemed steady.

Billy’s eyes traveled to Steve who had you in his arms while Johnathan let Brad fall from his hold against the car, his nose was already bloody, as well as his lips. But at the moment, Billy didn’t care about anything else, he got closer to you so quickly that he felt like he couldn’t breathe anymore.

“Y/N”, he whispered as tears began to stream from his face.

You didn’t respond, your eyes with long lashes were closed while your arm was dangling. You were cold, you usually got cold as Billy would work as a heater for you, but right now you were too cold.

It hurt.

Billy swore he had heard something breaking inside of his chest, he sucked in a breath as he pressed your cheek with his palm as if in any moment you would open your eyes again, that you would watch him lovingly and place a kiss on his lips like many times before but you didn’t react, you seemed lost.

It hurt him so much that when he heard a groan coming from the floor, he saw Brad there with barely any real damage on him. Billy felt his muscles tensing up as he walked towards him, ignoring Nancy’s pleas. Billy seemed like a robot as he quickly opened again the door of the car and place Brad’s hand on the edge, without much thought, he shut the door roughly.

“aaaaAAHHH!!”

The painful scream coming from Brad’s lips shocked Nancy and Steve, and even you in your state. The scream had been the only thing that had managed to make you come back from the darkness, you couldn’t really move but your body was screaming for something to happen but your limbs seemed useless.

Billy quickly kneeled and punch Brad again, making his nose bleed even more. The groans and whimpers coming from Brad didn’t bother Billy, it only bothered him when he wrapped one hand around Brad’s neck and he noticed his knuckles already getting purple.

He hated being like this. He knew you would disapprove if you had been there watching him but the rage that he was feeling at the moment, he hadn’t felt it in such a long time that if he thought he remained still, he would burst.

“I see you or your rat friend’s again, and I’ll kill you”, Billy murmured as he let go of Brad’s neck and allowed him to breathe again as he coughed thanks to the pressure Billy had on him.

Billy turned around to see Nancy, Steve, and Johnathan looking terrified, he tried to shake it off and came back to you.

“They must have roofied her”, Johnathan explained as Billy was desperately trying to wake you up.

“Y/N, please are you there?”, Billy couldn’t believe it was his voice, so wobbly and small as he moved your hair from your face and took a hold of you had, begging internally for you to wake up.

You couldn’t believe it was his voice either, you wanted to scream and cry, you wanted to be held by him and feel safe again. But you couldn’t do anything, you could only beg your body to move, nudge, talk, do something.

And it seemed as if it had listened to you for a moment.

“Billy”, the whisper was so faint that Billy wasn’t sure it was real, he stopped dead on his track and saw how your glassy eyes were half opened and Billy felt his shaking hands coming over to your hand.

But then you suddenly gave up, the darkness eating you once again as your eyes rolled to the back of your head once more and you were lying there, emotionless.

Billy felt his body cold.

“Y/N?”, Billy asked as tears streamed down once more. “Baby?”, Billy’s voice was so raw and shaken up that it almost scared Nancy as he looked at her and yelled. “Nancy, what should we do?”

Nancy stayed still for a second, doubting herself but then she walked decidedly towards Steve who was holding your body. “We have to check her breathing and her heartbeat”, Jonathan coming right up helping her to check your vitals, while Billy gave a step back and held your cold hand.

“She’s still breathing, it’s like she fell asleep”, Nancy answered.

“We have to take her to a hospital”, Steve stated as he held you tighter on his arms.

Billy panicked and shook his head, knowing exactly that -even though your parents had come to accept your relationship- they wouldn’t waste a second if he gave them a reason to break you guys up.

“Her parents would know; you know they would never let her see me again”, Billy explained to Steve, his eyes pleading with him not to do it because he knew what the consequences were and he might ruin what made you and Billy happy.

Steve didn’t like Billy, but he had never seen him like this or anyone for that matter. He had never seen such true desperation; he had never seen someone show such raw emotions for someone. He didn’t like Billy, but you did and Steve knew that Billy was everything you wanted.

“Fuck, what should we do?”, Johnathan sighed as Billy began taking you from Steve’s arms.

Billy remained a second as he adjusted you in his arms, his arms around you securely as he watched you carefully. You seemed so pale and fragile, and he hated it because he knew that this wasn’t you. He couldn’t get out of his head how scared you must’ve been before you went out, what they had done to you. He wanted to take you to the hospital, he knew it was the most appropriate way but he also knew that he really couldn’t and at that moment he had a flashback to California when people took more pills than they should.

“She’s going to have to throw this up”. Billy stated as he tried to wipe the tears with his shoulder as he took you into the house, as quickly as he could.

“Billy, what are yo-”, Nancy protested as she followed him but Billy was on a mission,

“She couldn’t have taken them too long ago”, he muttered as he entered Tina’s house.

He was shaking as he muttered to himself deliriously: you are going to be okay; you are going to be okay; you are going to be okay. He pulled you closer to his chest and his eyes urgently tried to find a bathroom, people were gathering around him at the entrance of the party, watching Billy splattered with blood and knuckles purple with you limp on his arms. Billy didn’t care about the people as he tried to see where was it better to take you, he even wondered if the kitchen was right but he knew you wouldn’t want anyone to see you or him in that state.

Tina ran towards him, as she was about to speak Billy interrupted her.

“Tina!” He screamed, his voice was raw and torn -the urgency in his electric blue eyes seemed almost psychotic-, she shook at his scream. “Bathroom with a shower”

“Oh my god, what happened?”, Tina squealed as she tried to get closer but Billy stepped back.

“Bathroom”, he growled once more startling Tina.

“Upstairs in my room! Turn to the left”

Billy said nothing as he ran upstairs, adjusting you in his arms as he followed Tina’s instructions. He let out an all-encompassing sigh of relief as he entered the bathroom.

“Come on, come on baby”, he whispered as he placed you on the tub and then turned on the shower. The lukewarm water began to wash your legs and lower abdomen as Billy hurried and placed himself behind you.

He made sure that you were well position, laying on his chest so he could sit you, and then he began to place his fingers on your throat. But nothing was happening, you weren’t reacting as he tried to place his fingers on the right spot for you to throw up whatever they had given to you.

Tears began to fall from his face, a part of him glad they were being masked with the drops of water. Billy felt like he wanted to puke himself as he gazed at the bottom of the bathtub and realized the blood was being mixed with the water -blood from the guys that he had beaten up and his own coming from his knuckles-.

He shivered at the thought of how badly he had reacted and what would you think of him, but he quickly snapped out of it as he continued to cry for you.

“Y/N please”, he cried. “Baby please, come on”.

Billy’s voice seemed so broken and raw, his pleas could be heard by Steve and Jonathan who were outside the bathroom while Nancy was talking to Tina outside her bedroom, convincing her not to enter until you were okay.

But you weren’t okay, nothing was happening and Billy snapped.

“pLEASE! Y/N”, it seemed as if his screamed had ripped through his chest as he held you, and once more, he placed his fingers on your throat in one last attempt.

The gagging was like music to his ears, how your body finally reacted and you raised a bit from his chest with the help of Billy and you began to throw up. You felt like if you were getting out every organ inside of you as your body spammed as you threw up with Billy’s face bury on your neck as he held you.

It wasn’t until you finally stopped after a minute of throwing up everything you could, that you realized that the fogginess and darkness that had trapped you were leaving, your head was clearing again and Billy felt like he could breathe. It wasn’t like you were completely fine, your breaths were still raggedy but they were stronger than before and you could raise your head for a second, hold yourself.

You could hold yourself enough to throw up once more, another round, but this time it felt more like a reaction of the fear that you felt from those guys. You didn’t want anything inside of you, nothing from that night, the thought of those guys made you sick.

It wasn’t until you were unable to throw up anything else, you turn around softly, still feeling woozy.

And there he was, the only one you had ever wanted.

Billy’s hair was wet, the streams of water were still falling from his body but you recognize his tears as well. His blue electric eyes that had always been heaven to you, were red from crying and his usually tan skin seemed as white as a paper, completely pale, he looked terrified.

Indeed, Billy was terrified but he tried not to show it as he caressed your hair and help you lay more comfortably on his chest. It was only when your eyes connected and you took a big breath that you began to cry. The tears were streaming without control from your eyes and it seemed like before, you just wanted to feel empty and clean and safe. Billy held you as close to him as he could while you sob.

He kissed your head, he kissed the back of your neck and your hands as you whimpered and tried to hold anything from him, the craving of him becoming stronger every second.

“Hold me”, you slurred and Billy nodded, wrapping his arm around your body as you cuddle against him while being wash with the water.

“I’m so sorry”, Billy whispered as he rocked you back and forth. “I’ll never leave again”

His voice sounded so truthful that you began to think that he meant something for good, so permanently that it made your heart skip a bit but you didn’t want to say anything, you simply nodded and leaned into him even more, burying yourself against his chest.

“I love you”, he whispered.

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marvelouspeterparker · 3 years

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if you’re doing requests: can you do something with harry or tom where they are teasing you by barely touching you, you squirt all over their hand, and they’re just so sweet with you after? pls and thanks! <3

––clearing out my inbox–– (requests are closed)

i chose to do it w tom <3 don’t know how i feel about it but oh well

18+ stuff ya already know

after basically being denied all day, with only fleeting touches from tom as he walked past you, his hand trailing up and down your thigh as you sat next to him––you were extremely sensitive. every touch was sending you down a spiral, your mind only able to focus on the tingles spreading throughout your body with every touch of tom’s fingertips.

“t––tom please.” you were squirming on the bed as best you could with tom’s hand pressed against your hip, holding you down so he could tease you,

“mm what is it, love?” his voice was as soft as his touch, barely audible. “you know if you need something, you have to ask for it.”

you huffed, looking up at him, your eyes gently pleading. “want you to touch me.”

he smirked, his fingers still barely brushing against your slit. “i am touching you, darling.” you were almost dripping, your wetness visible through your folds, only barely catching on tom’s fingers as he grazed you.

you whined, your head falling back on the bed as you looked up at the ceiling, frustrated. “i mean properly.”

he licked his lips and slid two fingers into you without warning, making you gasp, the feeling spreading from your stomach down to your toes. “that better?”

you tried to catch your breath as your hips subtly rocked down into his touch. of course he noticed, but he decided to let it slide with how much he’d been torturing you. “y––yes thank you oh my god.”

tom tutted lightly, his fingers slowly pumping inside of you. “who are you thanking baby?”

“you––”

he brought his thumb to your clit, making you jolt and bite your lip. “and what’s my name sweetheart?”

you swallowed, trying to form words, your mind barely functioning. “thank––thank you tommy.”

“that’s my girl.” you could hear the smug smirk in his voice. he picked up the pace, his fingers quickly pumping in and out of you, curling against your spot, while his thumb rubbed your clit. “want you to cum for me princess, can you do that for me? think you deserve it, yeah?”

you nodded, licking your lips. “yes please please––” you were close, you could feel your blood pumping, your heart racing, your sweaty body sticking to the sheets beneath you, you could almost taste the sweet release. you could hear how wet you were, the small praises tom was whispering to you, and feel every part of you that he was touching. the combination of all of those things together pushed you over the edge as your eyes fluttered shut, your back arching as your mouth opened to let out a silent scream of relief.

your body sunk back into the sheets, but tom didn’t let up, even choosing to speed up his pace once more, his fingers repeatedly hitting against your spot, his other hand replacing his thumb and rubbing your bundle of nerves with his fingers.

you choked on your breath, body tensing, your mouth open, unable to warn tom as you felt the intense pressure quickly building up before snapping almost immediately. your legs were trembling and tom was looking down at you in awe as you drenched his hands and the sheets. your body seemed to curve and bend perfectly under him as you tipped over the edge again.

tom pulled his fingers out of you gently and brought his hand down to rub your pussy messily, spreading your wetness as your legs shook, your stomach clenching and unclenching before your hands came down to push him away, your legs closing weakly when it became too much.

you were panting, your eyes closed as tom watched you, licking his fingers clean. you could hear the obscene sounds, tom was not trying to be discrete at all. you whined and he laughed, spreading your legs gently. you opened your eyes and were about to complain but he shushed you, kissing your knee.

“just wanna see how messy my little pussy got, love.” he bit his lip, watching you clench around nothing, your pussy glistening from your own release. you could see his pupils blown, his eyes darkening as he took you in. he had to refrain himself from devouring your cunt, knowing it might actually make you pass out. he climbed over next to you and pulled you into him. you complied, your body weak, your mind free. “c’mere.” he kissed you gently, letting you taste yourself on his lips and his tongue, making you moan.

he held you closer, wrapping his arms around you and you slipped your leg between his as you turned to face each other fully. he pulled away after leaving a few quick kisses on your lips in succession. his hand caressed your cheek, soothing you. “did so good for me today, darling.”

you smiled, looking up at him with wide eyes that made him melt immediately. “really?”

“of course.” he stole another kiss, an adoring smile on his face. “my best girl.”

#queue tell em #really don't know how i feel about this #i wrote this after watching euphoria so i was barely even here sjkfhgjkf #tom holland #tom holland ask #tom holland blurb #tom holland smut #tom holland smut blurb #tom holland x reader #dom!tom holland #kinda #dom!tom holland blurb #dom!tom holland x reader #soft!dom!tom holland

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slashersins · 3 years

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ok ok ok i luv your hcs for washing thomas' hair, buuut as someone whose been told all my life to be neat and tidy cause that's what ladies are supposed to do (to the point where i'm like obsessive compulsive about the stupidest things now) i would just love to fucken get greasy & dirty with my slasher boys. like hell yes, pls chase me into the woods & wrestle me into the mud. pls gimme "fresh off the kill bloody" hugs. a guy smeared whipped cream on my nose once & i crushed on him for 3 yrs 😶

OH . . . OH . yes just hnnnnng . tommy tends to get hot and randy and in need of stress relief after a rough day of catching meat . so just . . . him teeming with testosterone and silent aggression , giving you a possessive and wanting look , he’s filthy , bloody , sweaty . and he isn’t going to clean off . he’s going to hike you up , tug you close and make you a mess like him . hell , he might be so utterly feral that he doesn’t bring you inside , he might have you in the grass , right next to the clean laundry .

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ugly-crying-over-bucky-barnes · 4 years

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Hi love. I hope you get this one lmao. Can you pls write a Tommy Shelby x Reader where the Reader gets married to Tommy as an arranged marriage as she is a leader of a gang herself? I want it to be something on the lines of how they end up talking all night to each other on their wedding night, sharing their deepest, darkest secrets and they make a pact to each of staying loyal as long as they are married to each other? Here they don't love each other yet.

"So, how did you two meet?"

You and Tommy looked at each other. "I suppose it's a long story."

You weren't lying to your sister. It was, indeed, a long story. It started in your club. The one you'd worked tirelessly to acquire. Sure you ran illegal business out of said club, but that wasn't anyone else's business but your own. Being a woman was tough enough in society, but in the underworld, it was damn near impossible.

So you did your best to keep a strong reputation and keep strong, loyal people around you. It worked for a while. A few years, at least. But as you gained a profit, the sharks began to circle and close in on you.

You suppose you were just lucky that Tommy Shelby managed to get to you first.

It was a normal night. You were in the club, making sure things were running smoothly and schmoozing with the clientele. It was a credit to your personality. Charisma got you close friends and people who enjoyed your company. Stubbornness allowed you to be tough on the people who weren't trying to be friends with you. You garnered a reputation of being a fun person to hang around. But people were wise to stay on your good side. Otherwise, there would be consequences.

Like there were for the man who groped you learned the same night you met Tommy. The second you felt the man's hand, you grabbed his wrist and twisted it so hard, he was on his knees begging for mercy.

When you looked up from your would-be attacker, you found a well-dressed man with a cigarette in hand watching.

"Miss y/n/l, I'm guessing."

You let go of the groper's wrist. "If you'll give me a second, I need to take care of business." You replied before landing a sharp kick to the groper's side. "Get him the fuck out of here." You alerted your security guard who had come over when he heard a commotion. "He ever steps into my club again, I'll bury him under the floorboards."

"Yes, Miss y/l/n."

You finished your drink on the table. "So, who are you?"

"Thomas Shelby. I'm here to make you an offer."

~~~

"Oh, you met at the club, how romantic." Your sister clapped her hands together in glee. Of course, you hadn't told her everything. Your younger sister was the only family member you had left and you kept her out of any illegal business. All she knew was you made money, earning her shopping sprees and trips to Paris and Rome.

"Yeah...romantic."

Tommy side-eyed you. It wasn't romantic. Not at first.

~~~

"You think you can walk into my club and try to buy it off of me?" You scoffed. "You think you're the only person to ever try that?"

Tommy shrugged. "Running a club on your own, not very feasible is it? What would you do if something happened? Who would you turn to? You've no parents."

You narrowed your eyes at him. Of course, if you'd known he was coming, you would've dug up some dirt on him too. But you just had to roll with the punches much like everything else in life. "I assure you, Mr. Shelby, I'm not alone."

"The Tigress Club three blocks down."

The mere mention of the name was enough to put a scowl on your face. The owner always giving you a hard time, disrupting business, and the worst of all, sneering at you and calling you 'little girl'. "What about it?"

"From what I know, they're a thorn in your side," Tommy replied coolly.

"They have been, what's that to you?"

"My brothers aren't here for a reason. They're three blocks away, taking the Tigress Club."

You furrowed your brow. "Taking it? Like they're just walking in and taking it? Are you serious?" You laughed. "That's absolutely mad."

"The club is yours if you enter an agreement with me."

A rush went to your head. Owning the Tigress? After all that hell you went through to keep the owner from taking over your business? What an absolute joy. But you weren't going to just agree to anything. "What sort of agreement?"

"A marriage."

You stared at the man who you'd only just met. "Pardon?" You blinked, wondering if you'd heard him right or if he was just using some sort of slang that you weren't familiar with. But he seemed too serious to use slang and you were certain you'd heard the word correctly. "Marriage? With you?"

He nodded as if he were only asking for a cigarette.

"Wh-so you-I marry you and you give me ownership of a club? Why would I agree to that?" You were utterly flustered. Some handsome stranger had really walked in, offered you a gift of a club, and then proposed marriage out of the blue. You felt as if you were in some sort of fever dream.

"It'll be mutually beneficial. You get the club, as well as other ownerships. I'll be able to aid in your smuggling operation."

"So, what? You're looking for control over this area of London or something? If you're able to just walk into clubs and take them, then why not just do that? Or why don't we just sign a contract?" You thought marriage seemed to be a few steps past what was the norm.

"Because I've had allies before who have turned into enemies. I'm not wasting any more time with people I can't trust." Tommy answered. And he appeared genuinely serious about the matter.

You studied his expression for a bit before crossing your arms over your chest and leaning back in your leather desk chair. "Uh-huh. I think I've just figured you out, Mr. Shelby." You reported.

He didn't seem fazed and only nodded in amusement. "You think?"

"I leave people talking about me, I know that. Word must've gotten to you about a woman running her own club in a favorable part of London. A part you want to be in control of. But you also know about the Tigress. Run by someone else who is capable albeit a total pain in the arse. So who do you approach and who do you send your brothers after?"

He raised an eyebrow. "Is there a problem with that?"

"I think you made the right choice. But girls like to be courted a bit before they're proposed to. And I also like reading a contract before I agree to anything. So why don't you make some effort then come back and we'll talk again."

~~~

"So sweet, you knew you wanted to marry her the first time you met?" Your sister practically swooned at the ideal situation you two were conjuring up.

"Er, well yes," Tommy answered because technically it wasn't a lie.

"But he had to prove himself." You sent him a subtle smirk.

~~~

He did. He visited twice a week, every week for the next three months. He brought legal contracts about the Tigress, now under his ownership, as he said. In return, you gave him a prenuptial agreement.

The hilarity of it all was not lost on you. But after your first meeting with Tommy, you sat up all night wondering what you should do with the offer. Sometimes having the reputation you did didn't lead to a very successful love life. Men were either intimidated by your power or afraid of ever pissing you off. Maybe this was your last chance at ever finding someone. Not to mention, it was someone who understood the work you did, understood the sacrifices you made, and damn it if he wasn't nice to look at. Beyond your shallow thoughts, you found him to be more respectable than most men in your line of work. He didn't treat you like a toy, an object, or a joke. He didn't think it was cute that you were trying to own a club. Didn't patronize you.

When everything was settled with business, you agreed to the marriage. At some points in your agreement, you wondered if you'd gone crazy. Wondered what possessed you to make such an arrangement. But on the other hand, you knew that your life was far from typical. You enjoyed the unorthodox, you weren't going to be some wife sitting at home tending to the children. But you didn't want to end up alone either. You figured Tommy was a good medium.

~~~

"Well, that's such a nice story. I'm so glad y/n has finally found the one." Your sister roped you into a tight hug.

"I know." You forced a smile, feeling majorly uncomfortable with all the lies you just told her. But as long as she assumed the best in you, she lived a happy existence. That's all you ever wanted for her.

~~~

From there, your sister coordinated with the Shelby family to put the wedding together. The closer the date got, the more nervous you became. Sure you'd gotten to know Tommy, but on a very shallow level. It was hard to know him better when you were both so busy with regular work on top of planning a wedding.

When the day came, you oddly woke up with a sense of peace. Your stomach wasn't in knots, your palms were sweaty, and you didn't have the overwhelming urge to run. That peace maintained all the way to the altar. Maybe it was just a sign that it was meant to be.

When Tommy lifted the veil from your face, you found yourself staring back at the blue eyes that had been sneaking into your dreams the last few nights. For a moment, you forgot to breathe. Was this really the man you were marrying? It was hard to trace back how you'd gotten there, but in that briefest of moments, before the preacher began to speak, you felt so happy. It was strange happiness, a happiness that you wondered if was valid or not. But at the end of the ceremony, you realized happiness was happiness. You were getting what you wanted. And if the bonus addition was falling in love, then you were ready for that.

~~~

Later on in the reception, you excused yourself to find Tommy. He was outside in the garden smoking a cigarette.

It was still hard to believe the house you now lived with him. Having a flat in London to now living in an estate with acres of open land. But there were a lot of things you had to get used to.

You sat down next to Tommy and he offered you a cigarette. You stuck it between your lips and leaned forward so he could light it for you.

"Tired of my family yet?" Tommy asked with a small smile.

"No, they're lovely." You replied after a drag. "I think we'll get along well. They know how to party."

He chuckled. "That they do." He agreed.

You both looked out into the night, watching the sky fade to black. Some fireflies danced across the lawn, almost blinking to the sounds around them. Night birds and the rustle of wind in the trees.

"My parents used to bring my sister and me out to the countryside every summer." You remembered. The scent of clean air brought out memories that you hadn't unearthed in years. "Not in a house like this." You laughed. "Just a little cottage."

"We were always on the road in the summer," Tommy said. "There was nothing better than camping outside and just..." He shrugged and shook his head. "Getting away from all that shit in the city."

"You lose touch of a lot of things." You agreed.

Silence fell over you again. Then, Tommy stubbed his cigarette out on the gravel. "What was your favorite game to play as a kid?" He asked.

You smiled. "Oh, I'm not sure I mean...we jumped rope. I was pretty good at that."

He rolled his eyes. "God, Ada would always make us spin the rope for her, it was exhausting."

"That's sweet, what a good older brother." You cooed.

"I swear sometimes I still have shoulder aches from that." He muttered.

"I'm pretty sure you got more injuries from riding horses than spinning rope." You teased.

"Well...I suppose."

"What was your first horse?"

There wasn't even a time for hesitation because Tommy knew it all by heart. "First one I rode was Hank. Little Welsh pony." He held his hand up. "Maybe twelve hands, if that. Stubborn little git. Dumped me off so many times."

You smiled and moved closer to him so you could rest your head on his shoulder. "Tell me more." You requested.

Tommy paused and you could almost feel him looking at you, trying to decipher the gesture. But he didn't say anything. He only wrapped an arm around your shoulders. "First one I officially owned...I guess that was Gus. He was a Morgan, well built. Best connection I've had with a horse..."

Both of you forgot there was even a party going on in the house behind you. You were too busy talking. You talked the entire night without a long pause. That same peaceful feeling overcame you. An indication that you were in the right place.

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lostinspidey · 5 years

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15 w tom pls omg

15. calming them down when they have a bad dream

at 2 am, your body jolts awake.

it still feels like you’re dreaming at first - like you’re being pinned down by some unknown force, a stranger’s hot breath trailing down your neck. it takes too many seconds for you to realize that the heat on your neck is just sweat, that the arms around you probably belong to someone you recognize. someone whose face is pressed into the pillow next to you. asleep. calm.

still, though, you’re hot and tired and scared - yes, even now - so you can’t help but to shove his arms away, letting out a little yelp as you struggle to free yourself.

“get off get off get off,” you insist, whimpering.

“wha- whoa, hey. easy, darling, easy.”

the voice you definitely recognize. you feel his hands, strong yet soft, reach for you, and suddenly his face is in front of yours. his features are all pinched together and confused.

one look into his eyes and you stop moving, releasing a big breath you didn’t know you were holding.

“oh my god. oh my god, tommy.”

tom smiles lopsidedly, moves away a piece of hair that’s stuck to your sweaty forehead.

“mhm. ‘course it’s me, love. what’s the matter?”

you blink up at him, struggling to piece together a coherent sentence. it’s the middle of the night, and tom’s probably more exhausted than you are, yet here you are, keeping him up over a silly dream you haven’t had since you were eight.

“was it a nightmare, love?” he squeezes your hand, brushes his thumb over your knuckles. “hm?”

you nod fervently, wet eyes darting back and forth over his face. studying every inch. you can’t remember the last time you were this happy to see him.

“you were shot,” you pause for dramatic effect, bravely sniffling back the tears, “by a clown.”

for a moment, it’s quiet. he waits until you break into a smile to start laughing, and the sound of it makes you giggle, urges you to drape your arms around his neck. he sits upright, pulling you with him, and you’re reminded of how easy it is to melt into his lap and forget about things like this. the things that scare you.

“can i ask what the clown looked like?” he asks. “or is it too soon?”

“pennywise. but, like, the nineties version.”

“someone watched ‘it’ when they were too young and has since lived to regret it,” he teases, running a hand up and down your arm. he presses his calloused fingertips into your skin, massaging as he goes. “really though, are - are you alright?”

“i’ll be fine.” you nod, peering up at him. “if you weren’t here, i’d still be kicking and screaming.”

“to be fair, you did kick me.” he wrinkles his nose. “thanks for that.”

“oops,” you mutter, causing him to chuckle again. you reach up, press your fingers against his cheek so that he turns to look at you. it’s crazy, you think, what looking into his eyes can do for you. how much better the world seems when you can see them.

“love you,” you whisper.

he squeezes your shoulders, pressing kisses against the space between your brows, the bridge of your nose.

“love you always,” he tells you tenderly, lips hovering over yours. this time, you’re the one to fill the gap.

#tom holland #tom holland blurb #tom holland imagine #tom holland fanfiction #tom holland x reader #tom holland fanfic #tom holland fic #tom holland x you #tom holland fluff

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thegarrisonpublichouse · 6 years

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Business Comes First- Chapter 2

A Peaky Blinders fanfiction set around the end of season three.

Chapter 1- A Woman who Drinks // Chapter 2- Tea for my Lady // Chapter 3- Ricocheting Bullets // Chapter 4- Demons // Chapter 5 - A Country House // Chapter 6 - Numbing the Pain

Summary: Alice is a smart and savvy business woman in a male dominated world. She uses her wit and power to get what she wants but she has burdens from her past that could hinder a business transaction in Small Heath.

Word count: 2400 words

Author’s note: As always, feedback is always much appreciated! As this is a longer fiction with several parts, do let me know if you wish to be tagged in the next instalment. All replies come from @bookish-fox as this is a side account (come on Tumblr sort it out pls). With regards to this chapter, no hate intended on Lizzie!

Tagged accounts: @mariamermaid @little-miss-mischief1

Warnings: Mentions of a past trauma, language.

Chapter 2 - Tea for my Lady

You had slept poorly; dreams had woken you, sweaty, panting and crying. Instinctively, you had reached under your pillow and pulled out the small shotgun you kept there. You held it to your chest, breathing quickly. It had taken you several minutes to calm your breathing to a regular rhythm. You looked to the clock, half five in the morning. You groan.

You had enjoyed a relaxing morning despite waking up so early; you had made a pot of tea and had a leisurely breakfast whilst reading the newspaper. The relaxation almost made you forget about your pounding hangover and night terrors that left you feeling dislocated from reality.

After breakfast, you had sifted through your pile of paperwork and had found the telephone number for Shelby Company Ltd. You sat by the phone and dialled the number.

“Hello, Shelby Company Ltd., can I help you?” a woman’s voice answered the phone. Simply through the tone of her voice, you could tell that she was exceedingly bored or irritated, but you couldn’t work out which.

“Hello, I would like to arrange a meeting with Mr Shelby, please,” you state, putting on your ‘business’ voice.

“Which one? There are three of them,” the woman said sarcastically.

“Thomas.” you reply.

“Regarding?” the woman’s tone of voice was rude. Pulling a face at the phone as if she could see you, you quickly worked out the angle you would take. The question was, should you play the strictly business card, or mention last night’s rendezvous in order to get some time with Thomas? Business, Alice.

“Business.” you reply, with a tone identical to the woman on the phone.

The woman scoffs. “Right, he’s free at three thirty. Can I take a name?”

“Goodfellows.” You reply, hastily making a note of the time of your meeting on the corner of your newspaper. “Thank you.” You hang up the phone and you go back into your kitchen. You placed your kettle on the hob to make another pot of tea. You had a lot of planning to do before your meeting.

Tommy strode into the office, pushing the door violently open causing it to slam shut behind him. His head was pounding. As he walked he turned his head to look into a vacant secretary office. That woman he saw last night should be working there, he could sense that she had the skills to do it, and he, stupidly, didn’t even ask her name. Turning a corner, he strode into his personal office.

“Morning, Lizzie,” he grunted walking past her sat at his desk with the morning’s itinerary. He sat down on the other side of the desk in his chair and immediately pulled a cigarette from his pocket.

“Morning, Tommy.” Lizzie replied, curtly. Noticing her tone he looked up from his cig and made eye contact with her, lighting the butt without even looking. Raising his eyebrows he inhaled deeply, inviting Lizzie to explain her curtness.

“I didn’t see you last night.” Lizzie stated, cooly, reclining back in her chair and maintaining the eye contact.

“I was busy,” he replied, meeting her harsh stare.

“Doing who?” Lizzie broke the eye contact, looking down to watch her fingers intertwine together. Inhaling, she composed herself before continuing. “I waited up for you.”

Tommy looked at the door, the wall, the desk- anywhere but here. He didn’t need Lizzie’s scorn on him today, his schedule was full of meetings and his head was still pounding.

“Today’s schedule, please?” He quickly changed the subject.

“Meetings with various shareholders all morning, then at three thirty, you have a meeting with…” Lizzie’s brow furrowed as she struggled to remember the name. She reached a hand into the pocket of her dress, pulling out a scrap of paper. “Goodfellows?”

“Goodfellows?” Tommy’s face went pale. “Lizzie you can go now.” Lizzie abruptly stood and left the room. Tommy’s head sunk into his hands. Shit. Goodfellows. He had heard that name several times, especially on his trips to London to see Alfie Solomons. Goodfellows were kicking up quite the storm in the racing world: their horses always won. There were several rumours circulating that they fixed the races in order to get results. What business did they want in Birmingham? They were a force to be reckoned with, but the Peaky Blinders were too. A deal with them could be extremely beneficial, but Tommy had learnt the hard way about making deals with the wrong people.

You made your way to Shelby Company Ltd’s headquarters, conveniently around the corner from the Garrison. The building didn’t look like much from the outside, but once you had made your way indoors you realised how important this building was to the family business. The corridors were full of people ferrying paperwork back and forth, and it was never quiet. There was a seemingly constant buzz of chatter and shouting in the background.

You found the door with the name ‘Thomas Shelby’ engraved onto a plaque and you knock loudly with your knuckle. It wasn’t Tommy that answered the door, however. A tall woman with short dark hair answered.

“Yes?” She questioned. Her tone was the same as the woman you had spoken to on the phone earlier that day. She was significantly taller than you, and you could sense her looking down at you, scrutinising every hair on your head and every mascara coated eyelash.

“I’m here for the Goodfellows meeting, I think we spoke over the phone.” You state, calmly, offering your hand for her to shake, “Alice,”

“Lizzie,” she replied, denying your hand but opening the door wider so you could make your way inside. She led you to a chair next to another door. “Sit here, I’ll see if Mr Shelby is ready for you.” You sit, feeling the ice cold metal of your gun in its holster against your thigh, making you grit your teeth.

Lizzie went through the door into his office. “Goodfellows are here, Tommy,” she said cooly.

“Fuck,” Tommy muttered, he stood up, straightening his jacket and placed his razor studded hat on his head.

“Don’t worry, they must have sent a secretary, its a woman.” Lizzie stated. Tommy sat back down, his nerves instantly relaxed. If it was only a secretary, what’s the worst that could happen?

“Bring her through, Lizzie.”

“Mr Shelby will see you now, Alice.” Lizzie popped her head around the door. Smiling you stand and followed her through into Tommy’s large office. His desk was facing to the door, towards you and was framed by bookcases filled with files. Tommy sat at his desk, sifting through paperwork with a cigarette hung lazily out of the corner of his mouth. You walk towards the chair opposite him, well aware of the sounds of your shoes clacking against the hard wooden floor in the silent room, but Tommy never looked up. Lizzie made her way behind him and started aimlessly looking through the files on the bookcases behind him.

“Morning, Mr Shelby.” You said as you sat. His eyes darted upward, instantly recognising your voice from the night before. His eyes met yours and you could practically see the cogs turning as he tried to remember every detail about you.

“Alice Goodfellow,” you presented your hand to him, which he took with a confused expression. “I trust you slept well.” You saw Lizzie’s head dart up.

“Yes, thank you,” Tommy replied. His composure had readjusted from the initial shock of seeing you in his office- he was now calm and collected. He leant back in his chair. “Can I get you a drink?”

“Tea.” You reply quickly. Tommy signalled to Lizzie, whose expression towards you had hardened into one of almost contempt. As she walked out of the room, she made it stroked Tommy’s shoulder whilst looking you dead in the eyes. You could tell that she didn’t like you.

“Goodfellow, eh? Must admit, I didn’t see that one coming.” Tommy took a long drag from his cigarette, allowing the smoke to slowly seep out between his lips in ribbons of ashy grey. Shame, that position within the Shelby Company would have to remain vacant.

“Why? Because I’m a woman?” You contest, shifting your weight onto your other leg to relieve the pressure of the holster on your thigh.

“Not this again.” He smiled, “Why are you here?”

“We understand that your company has the licences to Cheltenham racetrack,” You pull out a pile of paperwork from your bag. “We, Goodfellows Ltd, have a proposition for you, Mr Shelby.”

He quizzically raised an eyebrow and stubbed his cigarette out in an ashtray. You were about to continue when Lizzie loudly pushed open the door to his office, dragging a trolley with a tea set behind her. As she walked, the china clattered loudly and she made no attempt to silence it. Giving you a look, she put all the china on the table loudly, earning herself an irritated look from Tommy.

“Tea for my lady.” she said mockingly, before turning around.

“Hold on Lizzie, we haven’t been properly introduced,” you start standing up to face her. You offer your hand to her, “Alice Goodfellow, from the country’s most well-regarded race horse breeders and trainers, you might have heard of us. Your boss and I met last night when he kindly escorted me home after I had far too much to drink.”

Lizzie’s face reddened as you addressed her. She smiled slightly and walked away quickly, obviously wanting to leave the room as soon as possible. You sat back down in your chair and watched Tommy run a hand through his raven coloured hair. Smiling, you poured yourself a cup of tea. Nice tea set, you took a mental note.

“Anyway, where was I?” you took a quick sip of your tea, burning your tongue on the heat. Fuck’s sake, Alice. “Ah, yes. Being a mainly Southern company, we are yet to explore the northern racetracks. We want to become a sponsor of the Cheltenham races.”

“And what would I receive from this?” Tommy asked. His eyes gave the impression that he was intrigued.

“We are willing to give Shelby Company Ltd. a horse. It will win races and therefore be a worthy investment for your bookies.” You answer. It was an offer he surely couldn’t refuse. Your horses won the races they competed in, it was a fact. By simply giving your company prominence at the race, he would be earning himself millions.

Tommy leant back in his chair, staring you straight in the eyes. The vivid blue of his irises trapped you in their gaze, and you found yourself struggling to look away. He seemed to sense the tension in the air, and broke the eye contact himself to pour a cup of tea. The tea cup looked almost miniature in his large hands, but he held it with such care and grace. His grip was steady and strong, yet gentle. You watched him intently as he poured, it seemed that making tea was almost an art form to him, he poured meticulously, and stirred a precise amount until it was exactly the right colour. Slowly, he added the milk, allowing the two liquids to merge into one in his cup.

“I wouldn’t have thought you were a tea drinking man, Mr Shelby,” you say quietly, smiling in an attempt to relieve some of the tension in the room. His eyes immediately went back to yours, locking them in their powerful grip. Carefully, but without looking, he placed his tea cup onto his saucer. Leaning back in his chair, he wrapped his hands around the back of his head and licked his full lips.

“A man can’t survive on whisky and cigarettes alone, Mrs Goodfellow.” He smiled.

“Miss Goodfellow,” you corrected him quickly. Nothing annoyed you more when people assumed that you were married. Marriage was a touchy subject for you, having come close to it before the idea of it made you feel trapped. You hadn’t had a positive experience with it in your past, and felt no need to try it again.

“Sorry, Miss Goodfellow,” Tommy smirked. You were so clever, he could see that in your eyes and the way that you held yourself in your chair. He could see that you had come into his office, and Birmingham with a purpose, and that you wouldn’t leave until you had achieved it. Tommy felt conflicted regarding the deal: certainly, should it all work out he would benefit significantly, but Goodfellows had built up a rather shifty reputation, and rumours could be damaging to his own enterprises. He ran a hand across his chin, deep in thought.

“Well, Miss Goodfellow, this kind of business deal doesn’t happen over night.” you nodded in understanding. “I will need to consult my brothers and the rest of the family and do some research before I finalise anything, but, I do see there being potential here for a business partnership.”

You smiled, you had this one in the bag. You couldn’t wait to call your brother Henry when you got home; he hadn’t stopped bragging about his negotiation success with Alfie Solomons for about a year now. It was finally your turn to pull in a big deal.

“That being said,” Tommy started, wiping the smile off your face as you felt a ‘but’ coming. “We are a family enterprise, and therefore I cannot go into any serious negotiations with you until you are acquainted with the whole family, they are much better at judging a person’s motives and character than I am.”

“Of course, Mr Shelby, that’s understandable. Our company would take similar precautions.”

“Come to the Garrison tomorrow evening at nine and meet everyone. In the meantime I’ll do some research.” Tommy stands, indicating the end of your meeting. You stand too, and stretch out your hand for him to shake. To your surprise he grasps it tightly, pulling you towards him so that he could whisper in your ear.

“I can see your gun through your dress, Miss Goodfellow,” He whispers, “you don’t seem to be as innocent as you try to make out.” He released your hand and waved you towards the door. “I look forward to doing business with you.” Your heart raced, nerves and adrenaline pumped through your veins. You smile sweetly at him, and exit the office.

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The Baby 6

Nicole

This was our first visit to the doctor for IVF and I was so excited about it, Waverly had to all but sit in my lap to keep me from bouncing around.

“Waverly Haught?” The nurse called

We stood in made our way back to the room where they took her weight blood asked her questions and Had her slip into a paper gown for her to get her exam. I sat in the chair. next to the table and held Waverly’s hand.

“Why can’t we just do like we did before?”

“We can’t have babies popping up out of nowhere.” I say kissing her hand

“I’m a little scared.”

“It’s ok baby we don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.” I say

“No I do want to do it I’m just scared that I may not be able to take a baby of that I wouldn’t make a good mom.”

“Waverly have you not been watching yourself for the last almost 7 months? Brit Loves you you have her on the right track to becoming a great kid and all around great person. Your body will be the perfect place to have a baby and you will have beautiful babies.” I say.

“We will you still have to have your appointment next. Waverly said.

I rubbed my stomach wishing that I had ate before leaving the house, I was just too excited to think about doing any other then what we was doing at this moment. I was about to say we should go out for Lunch when there was a knock at the door.

“Hello ladies how are we doing today?” The doctor said walking in and taking a seat.

She had to be in her late 40’s hair starting to gray at the temples.

“I’m Dr.Anna Lincoln and I see that you two are starting the IVF process.” She says putting the file down on the little table.

“I’m Waverly Haught and this is my wife Nicole Haught.” Waverly said shaking her hand.

She shook my hand.

“Ok will first things first the blood work came back good you’re at a healthy weight, the only thing we have to do right now is take a look at your uterus.” she said

I watched as she pulled out her things ready and she asked Waverly to lay back on the bed.

After a few test it was my turn and Dr. Lincoln left the room so I could change. 30 minutes later and last of prenatal vitamins later we was out the door with instructions on what to do next.

“So how about we stop and get something to eat before I have to drop you at home?” I ask.

“That sounds good what time do you get off to night?”

“I won't be home until 7 tomorrow but I will call you tonight and text when I can.” I say as we made our way to a local diner to get us something to eat.

I was already in uniform all I needed to do was pick up Shadow Walker and my dinner bag. Lunch was enough to keep me full for most the night So I spent the next 10 minutes kissing on Waverly at the front door.

“You’re going to be late stop.” She laughs.

“We do this almost everyday and I’m not late.”I say into the kiss.

I pulled back and smiled at her before making my way to the County issued SUV and let Shadow into the back.

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I was hanging out around one of the larger neighborhoods where there big Ballers of Vegas stay when they still want that neighborhood feeling away from the lights and the city. I looked at my watch and let out a sigh. Only 2 am.and nothing has gone down that's not a bad thing at all its very good. But in Purgatory of all places taught me that if it was unearthly quiet then something is going to happen at some point.

A red honda and a marked car flew past me.

“That’s not it what’s bugging me but I will take it.”

I went to change gears.

“All available units report to the Piedmont Union Bank on Lewis.”

I changed direction and headed to the bank the closer I got The more Shadow started to bark as if she knew something was going on.

I got there and jumped out and ran up to my Sargent.

“Nicolie I need you to take your dog west the suspects was last seen on foot heading west on Lewis.” He said

I ran over the the SUV and and opened the door and pulled Shadow out and we started to run west she pulled me sniffing along the way. I was pulled to a stop and Shadow started to bark at a car I pulled my gun.

“Come out with your hands up!” I yelled and backed away from the car

He jumped out the trunk and ran.

“Get em Shadow!”

I let her go and she took off with him shooting behind him.

‘Son of a bitch!” I yell when I was hit in the arm.

“Get em off get em off!”

I ran up and put my knee in his back.

“Let go Shadow…..Done move!” I yelled my gone pointed at him

I could hear the sound of feet thundering to me.

“We got him Nicole get that dog on a leash.” Becks said.

I stood and clipped the leash on Shadow and we started to make our way back to the bank.

“Haught you did a good job, I need you to reel out a report but you and Shadow did a great job.” Sargent said walking over to the EMS where I was having my arm wrapped.

“It was just a graze but it was deep enough to need a wrap but not deep enough for stitches.

“Yes mama.” I say

She gave me a pat on the back and walked off then turned back around.

“Take the next few days off I don’t want to see you until Monday.” She said then walked off.

I got up and made my way over to the SUV and got in I looked over at my phone to see that I had a text from Waverly. Picking it up I opened the text .

‘I hate when you work the night shift I can never sleep.’

I smiled and put the SUV in drive and made my way back to the station where I filled out my report and turned it in before I left to make my way home. It was after five at this time and I wondered where the time went. Turning into our Neighborhood I let out a sigh I wasn’t do back until Monday morning that gave me enough time to calm Waverly down.

“She is going to hit the roof.” I say to Shadow.

I pulled up just as Wynonna was coming out the house.

“What are you doing home?” She asked

“Some asshole thought it would be nice to shoot and run at the same time. It grazed me and the Sergeant wants me to take a few days off.” I say

“You got shot? Waverly is going to have a fit.” She said opening her jeep door.

“I have to go or I’ll be late.” She ways.

I opened the door to let shadow out and went around to get my bag out the back before locking up and heading for the house. I put my key in the door and open the door to see the kitchen light on.

“Waverly?” I called

She came out the kitchen and ran up to me.

“Oh my god you came home I just turned on the tv and saw that there was a robbery and that a cop was shot and I just……”

I just kissed her and smiled at her.

“Waverly it was just a graze I’m fine I got the guy trying to hide in the trunk of his car, he tried to run and shoot and it grazed me, I’m fine it’s all fine.” I say putting my things down.

I bent down and took off Shadow’s vest and she gave a shake I stood back up as she looked at my arm.

“All this makes me wish for a normal life in Purgatory, the most we’d have to worry about is Tommy Luks getting drunk and yelling at the cows in Mr. Clovers fields.” Waverly said.

She ran her fingers softly over the bandage then up my arm to around my neck. I smiled at her and pulled her to me and kissed her head.

“IS that you want, a small town life?”I ask closing the door.

“It doesn’t matter what I want we have Brit and the other babies to worry about. There are things that are better for them in the city small towns are great and I’d love to have a place to vacation to. But being locked in a small town all your life doesn’t help when you go off to start your life.”

Something in her eyes made me worry.

“Waverly what’s wrong?” I asked.

“I went out because I needed to get potatoes for dinner and Everything was fine but when I got us into the store I just started to have trouble breathing everything started to close in on me. I was all sweaty and shaky and thank god for a nearby mom she sent her son to get me some water and she talked me down. She said she knew that small town look on my face because she use to have it. She gave me the name and number of a great therapist that can help me.” She said.

“This has happen before?” I ask

“Yeah when I’m alone and have to go to big places, it has never happened when I had Brit with but this time I was just terrified and I can’t do that I can’t be afraid to go out alone of with Brit……”

“Shhh ok we will go see the therapist and put everything on hold.”

“No I want to Stay on track with the baby.”

“Waverly the stress can make it worst.”

“No I’m not stopping my plans because of this I can’t do to me or you.” She said

I gave a nod and sat down pulling her with me.

“Whatever you feel is best for you that's what we will do.” I say pulling her deeper into me.

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Waverly

She was just so amazing and strong and all the lovey dovey things you could come up with that was Nicole. Like now it was after 8 and she was fast to sleep with Calamity Jane and the kittens sleeping on her thighs and stomach. Shadow was following me through the house as I cleaned up and started laundry. Brit was in her chair watching baby’s first opera or something like that.

It was on the baby’s first channel and she was enjoying it.

I rubbed my stomach and looked at Nicole soon her baby would be in my womb and we will be a growing little family.

“Oh that thought was a little on the stalker side.” I say then moved on.

“Trust me I wouldn’t mind you stalking me.” Nicole said her brown eyes on me.

“Don’t say that too loud Luke will make me out to be a golddigger if he hears us say that.” I say

“I shouldn’t have said that I’m sorry I’m just bitchy since yesterday.”

“It’s ok I’m not worried about that as long as I get my Waverly kisses I’m happy.” She say sitting up.

The kittens jumped down all but the one I liked to call Nico short for Nicole. The kittens fur matched Nicole’s hair perfect and her eyes was a deep green the way nicole says she wished her eyes was.

The two was best friends Nico would climb up to Nicole’s shoulders and wrap herself around the and lay there as Nicole went about her housework. Now they was on there way to….

“I’m going to shower then I’m going to play with my favorite little girl.” She said stopping by me and kissing me.

“You know tonight I was thinking that I lay you out on the bed and lick every inch of that wonderful pussy.” She growled pulling me to her.

“You do know how to make girls wet.” I say kissing her.

“Nope just you you’re the only one I care to make wet.”She said running her hand up and down my arm.

She gave me one other kiss before leaving the room, I walked over and picked up Brit

“Don’t look at me like that Britney Earp Haught when you turn 35 you will meet a person that will make you complete mush like your Mama does me.” I say smiling at her

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The day was quiet very very quiet and it was like the type of quiet Purgatory had just before a week of complete hell happened. I find myself looking out the window of the doctor’s office I was lucky she had an opening today so I didn’t have to wait two week to see her.

“Waverly?” She called

“I don’t know I’m just not use to all this back in Purgatory when shorty’s closed that was it nothing else was going on the only thing that was open was the Police Fire and Rescue and the hospital. Things shut down it was quiet.” I say

“And now?”

“Now it’s always something people always moving around lights large masses of people everywhere you turn.”

“And you miss the small town life.”

“More than I thought I ever would, I have always wanted to see these cities of the world learn all about then and see new things. But it never bothered me because I could always go back, back to the Homestead and the wide open fields and the little old ladies that always would stop buy on sundays to drop off fresh baked cookies and the weekly chatter of the knitting club.”

“You want to go back?”

“Well I can’t since my hometown turned into Canada’s largest lake.” I say.

“Yes I heard about that I am so sorry.” Dr. Gadot said.

I gave a shrug and looked back out the window.

“Nicole is willing to give up everything to find a nice little town for us to live in just to make me feel better. She can’t stand to see me unhappy or in pain but I can’t let her do that because it wouldn’t be right, it’s time for me to make sacrifices for her.” I say

I wasn’t sad or upset I was just having a hard time controlling my fear that something was out there.

“What are you afraid of Waverly.” I wanted to say revenants but they couldn’t survive outside the ghost river triangle even now.

“I don’t know maybe I’m scared that Nicole may not come home or someone would try and take Brit. But with all that is scaring me I want more kids I want a big family I want 3 or 4 kids with Nicole. I never thought about that with Champ or any other my boyfriends.”

“Do you miss Champ?”

“God no!”

“You said that without thought what are you hiding?”

“Do I have to be hiding something because I don’t Miss someone.”I say.

“You have been With him for many years there should be some kind of love there.”

I was quiet for a moment.

“Yes you’re right there should be but there isn’t Champ was abusive in his way. He had a way of guilting you into doing what he wanted to do. There was a few times he got physical with me scared me a lot about working when he didn’t want me too or not being home on time but that’s my fault I stayed.”

“Waverly it is never your fault. No one really understands what really makes the brain work the way it does but fear will make you do a lot of things.”

“I didn’t feel that fear when I meant Nicole she made makes me feel safe and loved and all the amazing things that I have never felt before and it just gets better each day.” I say.

“Have you thought about going out on your own without Nicole?”

I looked at her as if she had lost her mind.

“No why would I leave something that is the best thing I have or will ever have.” I say.

“Waverly you need to know how to be on your own you was with Champ for so many years and you went from Champ to Nicole without having that alone time, it may be for the best.”

I shook my head.

“ I’m not leaving my Wife for nothing so if that’s part of your treatment plan than you better look for another way.” I say

Dr. Gadot let out a sigh.

“I’m not doing it I can learn to do things on my own but leaving my wife not going to happen.” I say.

“Ok well if that’s out the picture I want you to go somewhere new alone everyday or every other day. I will give you something for anxiety but you have to do things on your own. As you start to feel more at ease start taking Brit with you. They have great classes at the local colleges.” She said

I liked school that sound like a great plan.

“I will look into that, I have always done great in school.” I say

She made some notes and the pulled out her card and wrote down on it.

“Here is something for anxiety and here is your next appointment. I want to see you back here next month with an update on how things are going with school if you have signed up or started classes.” She said handing me the papers.

I stood and took them from her and said my goodbyes and headed out to the lobby. I watched Nicole play with Brit and read her a book, how this woman would even think about asking me to leave my family I will never know.

“ Hey how’d it go?” She asked putting Brit in her car seat.

“She wanted me to more or less get my own place and live away from you for a while.” I say as we left.

Nicole gave me a sad look.

“I said no, so she came up with the idea that I should go take classes at the college. That’s a much better idea.

“Yeah well you don’t have to I mean I understand I wouldn’t go anywhere I’m always yours Waverly.

“Do you think I should?” I asked as Nicole closed the back SUV door.

“Waverly I don't ever want you to miss out on anything because of me, If living on your own will help you better then you should do it, I’m not going to stop coming home to you and I’m not going to stop calling you my wife. Will I be sad yes because people will see that as a feeding fest to go after you and that is enough to make me act like a rampaging dragon. I don’t want to be apart from you we spent enough time apart.” She said opening the driver’s door for me and putting the keys in my hand.

“What are you doing?” I asked

“This is something that you need to think about on you own I can’t be around while you do that I don’t to influence you in anyway, I will take a cab home you go out and spend some time with Brit have lunch do some thinking.” She said kissing my lips softly.

I watched her walk away from the SUV on the do was shut and I felt the very unfamiliar familiar feeling in my chest as I watched her walk away.

I took a few deep breaths and started the SUV and just started to aimlessly drive around thinking about what what was on the table.I was out here for 2 hours and the only thing that kept coming to mind was if I had to see Nicole walk away from me and have no contact with her the way Dr. Gadot wants I just couldn’t do that.

We made it home around sunset to see Vanessa and Wynonna unloading her jeep, I had forgotten that it was Wynonna’s day to buy groceries.

“Hey where you been?” Wynonna asked

I told her about my appointment and what was said and asked.

“ Well that sounds like NIcole, She has always put others well being before her own.” Vanessa said holding Brit.

“No wonder she has been sitting alone on the back porch, poor Haught shot thinks you're going to leave.” Wynonna said.

“I can’t I know Dr. Gadot is going to try and talk me into it but I just can.” I say

I make my way into and through the house too the back porch where Nicole sat looking at nothing.

“Nicole I can't I can't live without you I can go through with that separation.” I say as she stood.

“Waverly…..”

“No this isn't changing I will go to school I will do what I have to do but I will not leave you and Have no communication with you for however long she thinks is best.” I say walking to her.

She pulled me into her and wrapped strong arms around me and I just melted into her and breathing her in.

“I could never give you up, I will do anything you want me to do but I could never give you up.” She says.

“You don’t have to do that ever.” I say into her chest.

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It was movie night and we let Wynonna pick the movie and she picked Gone With The Wind so the four of us settled in for the night to watch the movie. I looked over at Wynonna in the dark to see her with her face in Vanessa’s hair, I didn’t think I would see her this happy after Doc. She didn’t want to admit it but she loved that man more then she would say.

But to see her with Vanessa now and how she was so willing to openly show how she felt about the redhead that made me happy for her.

I curled into Nicole’s side and she wrapped her arm around me and kissed my head she was the love of my life and It was the little moments like these that made me feel it so much more.

“Waverly let’s go to bed.” I heard Nicole whisper

I felt my body being lifted and my arms went around her neck and she kissed my head. I felt the soft mattress under me and I let go and rolled on my side. I opened my eyes to watch her move about the room changing her clothes and petting the cats. She turned off the bedside light and climbed into bed.

“Come on.” She said holding open her arms and I climbed into her arms and put my face in her neck.

I stayed in her arms all night not once moving until the next morning when Nico jumped on the bed and started to purr in my face and lick my nose.I opened my eyes to see all the cats laying around the bed Jane seemed happy to be happy laying on Nicole’s hip.

“Every time I move she digs her nails in.” Nicole says with her eyes closed.

I sat up and picked Jane up and hugged her to me Nicoles phone rung and we sighed it was the ring tone for her job.

“Hello?”

I put jane down and I went to get up.

“On my way.” She said getting up and tossing the phone on the bed.

“You know they said I was off til Monday and now they want to call me. They really need to get more K9 units.” she said dressing and brushing her teeth.

I shook my head and started the shower she came back in the bathroom dressed in her uniform and she pulled me into a kiss.

“I will be home as soon as I can.” she says

“Don’t get hurt or kill anyone.” I say.

“I will try not to I promise.” She said as I followed her to the front door.

“Shadow work time.” She said and Shadow got up and walked over and at.

I watched as she clipped the vest on Shadow and stood and didn’t move for a long moment.

“Baby something is going to happen today and all I need you to do is say you trust what I’m about to do.”

“I do whats wrong?” I asked

“ I don’t have the time to go into what I just saw but just trust me ok.” She said kissing me.

“I got you stay safe.” I say.

The two walked out the door and and wrapped my arms around myself pictures started to flash across my mind and I just felt a shiver go down my spine.

“Please be careful Nicole.” I whisper

I look at the clock to see I have 15 minutes before Brit wakes up so I should get in the shower and ready for the day.I went to shower and dress and went to wake Brit for the morning.

“Hey cute little girl.” I said as she rolled over and sat up it her crib

Her eyes flashed a gold color the the blue turned gray. She wasn’t frowning or crying she just didn’t look happy in her eyes.

“You can’t make it rain or storm Mama is out there working.” I say picking her up.

“Baby girl is Brit ok I was just coming back from getting milk and the clouds just rolled in along with the breeze.” Wynonna asked walking into the room.

“She’s fine for now but she knows something that she can’t tell us. Nicole was the same way before she left this morning.” I say standing Brit up to look at her.

“Where she go anyway?”

“Work called her in.” I say

I took Brit to the living room where her walker was and I sat her in it and she started to zoom around the room following me and Wynonna into the kitchen. I was in the middle of cooking when the doorbell sounded.

“I’m not getting that She already hates me and I’m not going to deal with that.” Wynonna said pushing me out the way and taking over my cooking. I looked around the corner to see Maeve at the door.

I walked up to the door and opened it.

“Maeve how have you been?”

She looked down at her hands then back at me.

“I was wondering if I could visit with Brit.” She said

I stepped aside to let her in I was very aware of why she hadn’t been over That was the reason Wynonna and Nicole went on a bender weeks ago.

“Maeve I will never stop you from seeing Brit but she is eating with Wynonna right now and I know you have it out for my sister.”

“Luke…”

“He can take a Piss.” I say angrily

The whole Haught clan has been treating Wynonna like shit and I wasn’t going to stand for it anymore.

“He lied and you knew it was a lie the moment it came from his mouth but you feed into it for whatever reason and now they all treat her like she is the one that busted up the margie when in fact it was him staying long nights in Vegas with that woman he is shacked up with now. But I’m not going to spend this time telling you what you already know…….”

“It’s not ok for Vanessa ok, Nicole she’s not mine but Vanessa is mine she can’t be gay.” Maeve said.

“What?”

“Nicole was the outcome of her father's infidelity I was just weeks after I had Mark and Matt that I learned that he had cheated on me, the kids was all so young they didn’t notice the timing. That woman gave birth right around the time I would have if Nicole was mine. I kept on a lot of the baby weight from Mark and Matt people swore I was pregnant so I ment with Lewis and that woman the night she gave birth and I told him I would not give him a divorce and she wasn’t allowed in our home. I talked her into letting us rase Nicole and in return I gave her what I had in my savings. She didn’t want it claimed she didn’t need it that she was well off that we could take the baby because her family would kill her if the found out that she had a baby out of wedlock with a man less than half her standing. That is the first time I saw anything anyone had said hurt Lewis that’s how I knew he loved her more than me.”

I tired to keep my words in but they just came flooding out.

“So you’re saying you’re saying that because Nicole isn’t your child you don’t care what she does but because Vanessa is yours you have to a prove of everything.” I say

I knew the answer and my blood started to boil.

“You have to understand that Nicole was never going to be my child haven’t you notice other than the red hair she looks nothing like us, From a baby she pulled away when I pulled she was just just so like that damn woman! So I never cared what she did she never got hurt alway running about into things talking about all the things she felt like she should be doing at some point I never approved of it but she never cared she still doesn’t now.” She said.

“So you don’t approve of me and Nicole being together?”

“No it’s a sin it’s wrong.” She said.

“And since Vanessa is you child she couldn’t possibly be gay you taught her all the right things.” I say

“Vanessa isn’t like Nicole she’s a good girl she knows that you just don’t do that you just don’t sleep with women you don’t have kids with them you don’t do this!” Maeve yelled then put her hands over her mouth.

It was quiet for a moment.

“I think you should leave.” I say going for the door.

“Waverly I’m sorry it came out all wrong it’s just that……”

“Leave Maeve you have said enough.” I say

She walked over to me and started to reach out to me but I pulled away. She dropped her hand and walked out the door. I closed it after her and stood for a moment thinking about what I should do. This was something Nicole Needed to know going into the room I picked up my phone and called her.

“Hey Waves I can’t talk.”

“Um I know but just before you come home have a long private talk with Lewis Ask him about your mom.” I say

“What’s wrong with mom?” she asked

“Nothing is wrong with Maeve just trust me when I tell you to ask him about your mom.”

It was quiet and I could hear the helicopters and other people running around.

“OK I will as long as you tell me what the hell you’re so cryptic about.”

“I will I promise….. I love you so much Nicole.”

“I love you too I have to go love yo..”

The line was cut off and I didn’t think anything much of it other then it bothered me that it happened. I put my phone in my pocket and went back into the kitchen

“Babygirl I’m sorry.” Wynonna said

“Some people are the same in the big city as they are in small towns.” I say running my hands through Brits hair.

“That’s true.”

“ I think I’m going to talk to Nicole about moving away somewhere away from here. I understand that you’re with Vanessa so I’m not going to ask you to come.” I say making me a plate to eat.

I started to eat but my stomach was just not having any of it.

“You ok Baby Girl?” Wynonna asked looking at me.

“No my stomach hurts really bad, You think you can watch Britt I’m going to lay down.” I say standing.

“Sure Everything is fine here go relax.” She said.

I went into the room and laid back down I rolled from one side of the bed to the other trying to find a position that would make the pain less or go away all together.At some point I fell to sleep because Wynonna shook me awake.

“What whats wrong?” I asked pushing my hair out my face.

“Nicole Is in the hospital they are waiting for you.” She said

I jumped up and ran out into the room to see two Men in uniform standing in the living room.

“Waverly the Sergeant sent us to get you, Your Wife was ……”

“Don’t just take me to her.” I say grabbing my bag.

I looked back at Wynonna

“I’m coming I’m coming just go I will be there.” She said

The ride was faster than it would have gone if I would have drove myself but It felt like the longest ride of my life. When we got there I was taken in and to the Doctor.

“You Mrs. Haught?” She asked

“Yes.”

“I’m Dr. Fuza.”

I shook my head.

“Nicole suffered multiple lacerations across her body but took a the largest Laceration is located on her upper right thigh causing her to lose a lot of blood. Her file says her blood type is AB…”

“I’m O negative that makes me universal take my blood.” I say looking at her.

“We can do that but she has lost a lot of blood and we are running low on blood types do you know if her mother father or siblings can donate?” Dr Fuza asked

“Um her father Lewis Haught he maybe a match I don’t know her biological mother.” I could care less about Maeve and what she felt now was about Nicole let them fight it out later.

“ Well if you will come with me we can let you see her and then get your blood.” Dr. Fuza said.

I followed her upstairs to where I opped to have them take my blood first before seeing her because the second I see her I know I’m not going to want to leave her side.

“Oh Nicole.” I whisper when the doctor left me at the door.

I walked into the room and put my things down before sitting in the chair and taking her hand. She was warm but pale I ran my fingers through her hair, I let my fingers glide over her cheek until my hand was cupping her cheek. I felt hot tears fall from my eyes and I took in a shaky breath.

“Oh Nicole I told you not to get hurt but I guess that’s a lot to ask someone who was born to save people.” I say

“She was always saving people.”

I didn’t know the voice and I turned to see who it was talking. There in the door stood a woman Maeve’s age dressed in a black dress blue eyes glassy with unshed tears.

“I’m sorry to interrupt I’m Meghan Richerson, Nicole’s Mo…. I’ve Known Nicole for a very long time.”

“I know all about you and I’m not going to judge you for your past just give blood if you can.” I say looking at Meghan.

“I have they say I’m a AB that I am a perfect match but they are going to hold on to it to see how your blood is going to do.” She says walking around to the other side of the bed.

I got a good look at her and Nicole they looked a lot alike just Meghan had brown hair and blue eyes but the shape of her eyes nose and mouth was all the same she gave a little smile and I saw a dimple on the same cheek as Nicole’s

“Lewis kept me up to date on Nicole every year I’d get a new photo of her I passed it off to my husband and family as me keeping an eye on one of the promising kids that our foundation funds. She wanted to go to Harvard I got her the money to go to Harvard Lewis told me she was going into law enforcement I was proud of her because that was a good honest job, but god I got so scared because I know how dangerous this job could be I never wanted to get that call from Lewis telling me she was hurt. And it hurts even more having seen the picture of you two and my grand baby I just I just wished I hadn’t given her up, but if I hadn’t she wouldn’t have meant you and be as happy as Lewis says she is.”

Nicole’s eyes popped open and she grabbed my arm in a very painful way. She looks around wildly

“Shhhh Nicole it's me baby it’s ok I promise you're in the hospital everything is ok.” I say getting her to look at me. Her grip was still painful but it was getting loose until she jusr let go and and just looked at me.

“What happen where is Shadow and the baby?” She asked.

“Let me find someone that can help you.” Meghan said

“Meghan please stay she is going to need you in the coming days.” I say stopping her.

She reached in her bag and grabbed her card and handed it to me.

“Call me and I will be here.” She said before leaving the room.

“Who is that why does she look like me?” Nicole asked

“Not right now later I promise.” I say holding her hand.

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NICOLE

I have been in this hospital for a week now I learned that the month old baby that I had in my arms is now missing the have upped TSA and had roadblocks on every major road leading out of Henderson and Las Vegas. The Parents and grandparents of the baby came to see me and thank me for giving the baby a friendly face before being taken.

Shadow had been brung in to see me with her front paw wrapped having had her leg crushed they had to remove it at the shoulder. Mom and Dad didn’t seem to talk to each other and the lady from the first night showed up a few times. I wasn’t a dumb girl I knew how to put the clues together. I picked up my phone and dialed the number off the card.

“Meghan Richerson.”

“You’re my mother or someone related to me because I don't look like any of my family members. Mom and dad talk about you when they think I’m sleeping and I heard her call you my birth mother so please tell me are you my mother?” I asked

Waverly tried to explain to me what happened between the two of them and why she wouldn’t be in the same room with her.

“Nicole have you talked to your father?”

“I try to but he won’t stay on topic, Come have lunch with me and Waverly talk to us I’m in no shape to walk out.” I say

I heard a sigh on the other end and a few things being moved around.

“I will see you in a hour and I will try to explain the best I can.” She says

“Ok see you then.” I say before hanging up and putting the phone on the table in front of me.

“What was you just up to?” Waverly asked walking in the room with Brit.

“I Called Meghan since Mom nor Dad will tell me what the hell is going on. So she agreed to come have lunch with us and tell us what happen.” I say

Waverly sat down next to me with Brit sitting on the bed with me.

“MMMMMMa” Brit said shaking her stuffed rabbit.

“MMmma.” I say back smiling

“So I signed up for classes at the local college I think I’m going for my RN.” Waverly said said showing me the papers.

I smiled and took them and looked over them.

“I’m proud of you babe you have great bedside manners.” I say smiling

“Love having you as my personal nurse.” I say pulling her into a kiss. Waverly laughed into the kiss then pulled away when we heard someone clear their throat.

We looked up to see Meghan standing in the door with a man in a crisp business suit.

“Hello Nicole Waverly I want you to meet my husband Clark Richerson.” She said.

He held out his hand and we both shook it.

“Clark this is my daughter Nicole her wife Waverly and their baby girl Brit.” She said while smiling at us.

Clark cleared his throat.

“Well it’s nice to meet the three of you, we got lunch, I hope you like Salad chicken and dressing on the side.” He said putting the bag on the table.

“ I suppose I should get to explaining to all of you what happen.” Meghan said

Clark handed everyone their plates and we all sat down.

“Clark I had Nicole months before we meant by that time me and Lewis had worked out a deal. He would keep me up to date with Nicole and I on the other hand would provide for her if there should ever be anything she needed. We had a love affair back in the late 80s yearly 90s then I became pregnant with Nicole and it was confusion I hid the pregnancy from my family,I don’t know how Maeve found out but the night I gave birth she came to me saying she would take you and not say another word about it….. I had no choice My family would have never understood that I was in love at the time. But as time went on and I would get yearly up dates on you I realized that I did the best thing for you that I could have, your father took good care of you you have loving siblings and now a beautiful family.” She said smiling.

Brit smiled at Clark and he smiled back.

“Do you mind if I hold her?” He asked pointing to Brit.

“Sure careful she just had lunch and I don’t want her to lose it on that nice suit.” Waverly said.

He picked Brit up and started to play with her.

“Nicole please understand that I thought I was doing what was best for you you have a loving family now I couldn’t just give you to some strangers and I also couldn’t let my family get their hands on you. They are money hungry and don't care about anyone other than themselves. Sometimes I wonder where I came from.” Meghan said.

I pushed my plate away.

“Well with how mother is acting now I don't blame you for not wanting to be around if you could. All I ask is you be around now you have a grandchild and more on the way soon I would like for you to get to know them.” I say looking at her.

“I would love to be around we can have holidays and dinners if you want.”

That sounds like a plan, but at this rate we won’t be staying here in Henderson too long. I can’t work as a cop anymore and big city life isn’t my thing anymore. If Waverly wants we could find a smaller place to live in a few months.” I say looking at Waverly.

She smiled

“That sounds like a nice plan.” She said.

“Well I can understand that, I’m mostly in New York but I do have a place in Stockbridge that I hardly stay at, you can Stay there it’s a good little town lots of land great schools I even have a horse or two.” Meghan said

“We will think about it but it does sound great.” Waverly said closing her salad.

“She is just adorable.” Clark said sitting Brit down on the bed.

She moved up to lay next to me and started to slowly fall to sleep.

Meghan looked at her watch and stood.

“We must get going we have to be back in New York tonight and it's almost time to head to the airport. Call me when you make a decision on Stockbridge or any other place, I am great at house shopping.” She said walking over to the bed.

She gave us all hugs and kissed a sleeping Brit’s head before her and Clark left the room.

“You know if she’s any indication of what you are going to look like when you get older I am a lucky woman. Waverly said smiling.

“ How do you feel about going to a small town?” I asked

“I just looked up Stockbridge it’s not too small and it kind of reminds me of Purgatory with more trees. I think it would be a great move.” She said cleaning up.

“Wynonna can stay here with Vanessa and we will have some place to go if the winter gets to bad.” Waverly said sitting down on the bed facing me.

“Ok then that’s it we move to Stockbridge as soon as I’m well enough to sit on a plane. I want to get away from here as fast as I can.” I say.

“ I think Wynonna may move into her own place soon.”

“I don’t blame her. I’m so upset over all this I don’t know what to do,I just want to move on with my life.” I say kissing Brit’s head.

“I talked to your boss and asked about Shadow and she said we are more than welcome to keep her. So I went and Picked her up last night” Waverly said smiled taking my hand.

There was a knock on the door, we looked up to see my dad holding a new vase of flowers.

“Your moving?” He asked

“Yes dad I’m moving all this I can’t deal with you lied to me all my life mom lied to me. She only pretended to be ok with Waverly and I for god knows why. And Now she’s treating Vanessa like shit because her perfect flesh and blood has fallen in love with a woman, It’s ok for me to be a sinner and seen as a horrible person in her eyes because I’m not her’s.” I say.

“But that doesn’t mean you have to leave me does it?” He asked.

“Dad no matter where I am your will be welcome to come visit but things was better for me when it was just me on my own. I have what makes me happy and we plan on making our family bigger but being this close to the family is just too much work. I know understand why mom was never to concerned about me and that hurts. So I’m going to get to know Meghan my mother.” I say.

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WAVERLY

I was had standing here saying goodbye to Wynonna, it’s always hard saying goodbye to her. She was the only family I had left I was holding on to her like life line.

“Don’t worry baby girl I will be there for Brit’s birthday and the fourth of july and you can come here for Christmas and to get away from the snow.” She said kissing my head

“I know I’m just going to miss you.” I say

“You two will see us soon I want to see what kind of place Meghan has set you up in and it will be nice to get out of the heat every now and then.” Vanessa said

She handed me Brit and gave Nicole a hug.

“Be sure you two stay close you make each other happy.” Nicole said holding on to Shadow’s leash.

She picked up Brit’s bag as they started to call the rows for our flight. I gave Wynonna a kiss on the cheek and we headed on our way. We boarded the plane and got settled for the flight. Shadow laid on the floor and I buckled Brit in where she started to play with her little book. Nicole started to run her thumb over the back of my hand.

“ We should have drove, I hate planes.” she says

I smiled and kissed her on the cheek.

“We will be in the air in no time then in Stockbridge.” I say

The plane started to move and we was soon in the air we had a four hour flight so I pulled out a book and started to read. Nicole put her head on my shoulder and Brit hummed to herself. I kissed Nicole’s head and smiled at my little family four hour til Logan Airport then another 155 miles on the road to Stockbridge we should be at the house around 3.

Shadow sat up and put her head on my knee and I started to rub her head and anf read from my book. I was so wrapped up in my book that I didn’t know we was was land I woke Nicole and we sat up and snd checked on Shadow, I was hoping that the landing didn’t wake Brit but I was wrong the bump of the plane woke her and she looked around.

“It’s fine Brit we are almost home.” I say

“Yeah not looking to that drive right now .” Nicole said as everyone started to get off the plane.

We started to walk off the plane and out into the airport where we saw a man holding up a sign that had our name on it.

“Are you kidding?” Nicole asked him.

“No Ma’am, Mrs Richerson sent me to pick you up and take you to your new home.” He said.

Nicole looked at me and shrugged her shoulders and we started to follow after the man in the suit over to the baggage claim before going to get the cats.

“It’s going to be a little of a drive would you like to stop and pick something up to eat?” He asked.

“Um…”

“Andrew.”

“Ok Andrew that sounds like a plan we haven’t had a filling dinner.” I say as we loaded the SUV.

We stopped at the closest McDonald's and got a meal each, I don't normally eat meat but on the very few times I have it was because it was the only thing to eat. I tried their salads before and they was horrible wilted and brown that just turned me off from them.

“Baby you don’t have to eat that stay here?” Nicole said getting out the car.

I didn’t know where she was going until I was her make her way into a 24 hour store. I didn’t even notice the store I started to tear bites off the hamburger and feed it to Shadow.

“Here you go a salad with 100% dairy free ranch dress.” She says kissing me.

“Oh and a fork.” she added pulling the wrapped fork out her pocket.

We started on our 2 hour drive, we should reach home around 4:30 5 o’clock. Brit sat in her chair playing with the stuffed Panda that Wynonna gave her before leaving. It was dark in the SUV so I had to eat very careful.

“You know if I wasn't so damn tired I would want to explore in the in the dark.” Nicole said running her hands through her hai.

The ride was quiet Brit fell back to sleep and Nicole put her face in my neck after I finished my salad. I was looking out Brit’s window when I felt Nicole start to kiss my neck, it felt really good and I put my hand in her hair pulling her closer. It's been so long since we made love that every time she touched me I'm set on fire.

“Baby you have to stop this isn't the place.” I say.

I pulled her head away and started to kiss her. I'm glad that it was completely dark in the SUV if not the diver was going to get a free show.

Nicole's eyes started to glow in the dark and I smiled. She always had so much love in her eyes when she looked at me. I put my hand over her eyes.

“Behave.”

“Oh but I am I could do this”

Her hand cupped my center and she sent some kind of vibration through me. My hand flew to hers and I pulled it away and looked into her eyes.Nicole smiled and placed a soft kiss on my lips then took my hand.

“Wait til We have rested up and have some alone time.” She said.

She pulled me to her side and we was looking out into the dark, we started to drive through a town in no time.

“15 more minutes and we will arrive at the house.” the driver said.

I just looked out the window at the buildings and the lights coming from the shop windows. I let out a sigh an snuggle more into Nicole I could reel the stress of the past starting to leave my body. I don’t know what it is about having a city so big to live in that I couldn’t deal will, maybe it was the jump from such a small town to something a big as Henderson and Las Vegas.

We pulled into a driveway up to a two story house. The lights was on as we came to a stop in front of the door.

“ Welcome home.” Andrew said turned and looked at us. _________________________________________________________

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