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The L-Wank Collaboration – Chapter 20 – JadedRogue
Dana sat down next to Alice, who’d had at least 5 jell-O shots, and her tongue was a bright green as she stuck it out at Dana, who stuck hers out in turn. Dana giggled; she saw the sorrow in Alice‘s eyes. Shane had been, after all, her best friend in the world. Alice was still watching the crowds, now mingling a bit more than before; and her mind kept drifting back to Shane‘s sister. Shane had a sister, it boggled her mind as she looked at Dana.
Good lord she looked sexy today, even with the tear red rimmed eyes, she was sexy in ever imaginable way under the moon. Why didn’t I see that I was in love with her before now? Thought Alice to herself.
“Did you know Shane had an older sister?” Alice slurred and Dana cocked an eyebrow, thinking Alice‘d had one or three to many shots. She took Alice‘s hand into hers and kissed the back of it lovingly.
“Are you fried?” Dana asked in her dead pan tone of voice; and Alice grabbed Dana and looked her in the eyes, and said in a measured voice.
“Shane. Has. An. Older. Sister.” Dana saw that wasn’t kidding, she shook her head and then stammered. Her face flushing as she thought of that, Shane having a sibling that they didn’t know about.
“Since when?” Dana blurted out, shaking her head and smiling at the same time. Shane had somehow done this, hadn’t she. She’d orchestrated it all from the great beyond, the wise and wonderful Shane.
“Since she was born, duh! She is older, her name is… Fuck I forgot!” Alice cursed herself and she felt the tears swelling, this was a party, no crying damn it! Shane would kick your ass if she saw you crying at her party, fuck Alice.
“S’okay Al, s’okay.” Dana cooed, taking Alice into her arms and holding her as Alice let the wave of emotions take over her and then she pulled away, and stared into Dana‘s eyes. This was it, this what was Shane always meant, all this time, about living life to its fullest.
Alice asked, her jell-O induced haze lifting as she felt herself being drawn into Dana‘s gaze.
“Marry me Dana fucking Fairbanks.”
~Fade to Green~
*****
“Make love to me?” Bette asked as she trailed behind Tina, who was now in the mother hen mode, taking care of her. Their fingers were interlocked as Tina led her to the bedroom.
She’d never let Tina take care of her, she’d always been the strong one, oh how the mighty have fallen. She was the weak Bette now, the weakness in her had driven a wedge between them. It had led her to cheat on Tina, and that had led to Shane being on the road that night. It was her fault that Shane was dead, oh god Shane, I am so sorry.
“Baby, I think you should rest….” But Tina‘s words were cut off by Bette pushing her into the wall next to the bedroom, a soft ‘humph’ escaping her lips as Bette pressed against her. Her hips moving against Tina‘s, her breath coming in hard hot spurts as she muttered to Tina.
“Tell me you don’t want…” Bette began and Tina clasped her mouth onto hers, kissing away her words, her hands already pulling off Bette‘s clothes. She struggled with them, unable to make her hands work, and Bette kissed her harder, raw passion dripping from the both of them as they slammed into the wall again.
“Shut up Porter.” Tina muttered into the kiss as they kissed again, lips mashed together in heated passion, tumbled, and stumbled into the bed room. Bette‘s tongue like velvet silk in Tina‘s mouth, darting and tasting as if she’d never had her before.
Button’s went flying as Tina ripped Bette‘s blouse open; the bra was next as Tina stood at the end of the bed and put a hand to Bette‘s chest. She pushed her back roughly, and Bette went flying onto the bed, and Tina yanked off the skirt and a wild smile prevailed on Tina‘s pretty lips.
“Did you forget to wear something today?” Tina asked in a teasing tone; when she saw that Bette wasn’t wearing any underwear. Bette tried to hide the blush and then she muttered in a very un-Bette like tone.
“Shane never wore any, my homage to her to our fallen friend…” Tina threw her head back in laughter as she pulled off her own shirt and pants, standing naked at the end of the bed, staring at her love. She was waiting for something, and Tina wasn’t sure what until she heard it.
“Please…? Forgive me? Please….?” Bette asked and Tina climbed between her legs, Bette sitting up and kissing her wantonly, as Tina‘s hand reached between her legs her lips curling into a smile. Bette kissed her way down to Tina‘s breast and Tina muttered into her ear.
“No more underwear for you, Niagara Falls…”
~Fade to Red~
*****
Kit was sitting at the bar, her fingers tracing around the rim of the bottle of beer when a deep voice came drifting to her ears for her elbow. A figure was standing there; and Kit wasn’t sure who it was until.
“I thought the lovely lady was on the wagon?” Ivan said, sitting down next to Kit, who was stunned at the sight of Ivan. Still stunning, hair swept back and slicked back at the sides, wearing a leather jacket and a black shirt with flared cuffs.
“I am, just sitting here, thinking of how good it would feel to drown my sorrows in this here bottle.” Admitted Kit, as she looked longingly at the bottle, then back to Ivan.
“Then the other sorrow would be that you’d forever be stuck in perpetual motion inside of that trap of that bottle.” Ivan said in a gentle voice, he always knew what to say to her, always. Kit smiled evenly; and Ivan‘s eyes lit up, taking the bottle away and setting it out of reach.
“A soda for the lady.” Ivan said to the bar keep and she nodded, and Kit turned to Ivan and asked in a curious voice.
“Where have you been?” Ivan looked up at the sky, and shrugged a bit in an off handed gesture. As if to say, don’t worry, I’m here now with body language, and not with words.
“Taking care of some business, now I’m back.”
“I am so happy that you are.”
~Fade to Yellow~
*****
Sabrina sat down at her desk, she looked around the virtually deserted office and she booted up the computer. She could see her boss in her office, she was on the phone, pacing left to right, then right to left. Bree thought that she was getting agitated, and that was never good.
She typed in her password and typed in Alice Pieszecki. She twirled the driver’s license she’d lifted from Alice earlier when she’d diverted her attention with the bracelet. An old trick, a good one. Once a thief always a thief. Bree waited and she blinked, reading the information and taking it in. She was a writer, for LA Magazine. Interesting, Shane, very interesting.
Bree closed her eyes and listened to the other conversations she’d heard over the last 24 hours, her mind replayed them, faster, slower, sometimes more clearly than when the words had been spoken in the first place. She picked out another name from her chaotic brain.
“Tina Kennard.” She typed the name in without opening her eyes and she found a wealth of information, the government did have their fingers in every thing, didn’t they? She was an interesting woman, she scribbled down her address as well, right next to Alice Pieszecki‘s.
“That for a case or is that for personal venture Storm?” Sabrina looked up to see her boss, Natalie Hart standing behind her, arms crossed.
“Personal ma’am.” Bree answered honestly, it was the only way to deal with Nat, who was a hard nosed boss, but had a heart, befitting her name.
“This about your sister? The one that no one knew you had?” Nat asked, her voice a bit softer this time.
“Yes…”
“Cut the ma’am shit Bree. Come into my office.” She ordered and Sabrina followed and once the door was closed Nat launched into a speech. “Sabrina Eden Storm, graduated with high honors from Harvard Law at the young age of 24, with a double major in Law and Science. Enrolled at Quantico days later and is now lead forensics officer in LA under Natalie Hart‘s direction, and she just put in for a transfer, to, of all place, the LAPD? You want to be a cop, in LA? Have you lost what is left of your mind?” Nat asked her and Sabrina had been prepared for this, but just not tonight. Not after having just seen her sister’s friends throwing a party for her death. Green jell-O shots, Jesus.
“I can’t be transferred out of LA, I need to be here, at least for a while. I have some, unfinished business to attend too.” Bree said, her voice even and strong, she was the vagabond, and now she needed to set down roots. The business being, namely, finding out if Stephen Jaffe was somehow behind Shane‘s death.
“I can do you one better. I can guarantee that you’ll stay in LA this way and you don’t have to stop being an FBI agent. There is a new Sexual Crime Unit starting up, a joint venture with LAPD and this office, you up for the gig?”
“I get to say here, in LA?” Bree asked, listening intently.
“Until you feel the need to put your feet to the pavement again.” Nat knew, from Sabrina‘s file, that the woman changed posts every 4 to 8 months, she’d never stayed anywhere for more than 10 months, and that had been a record.
“Yes ma’am, thank you.” She said, as she stood and a small smile graced her lips.
“Now go finish playing with her sister’s friends names, oh and I’m sorry for your loss Agent Storm.”
“Thank ma’… I mean thank you Natalie.”
“Now go, get working!” Nat said with the wave of her hand and Sabrina went back out to see what more she could dig up on Shane‘s family.
~Fade to Blue~
******
They all stood in Bette and Tina’s living room; it was a bit passed midnight; looking over the massive amounts of boxes that Shane’s roommate Avril had delivered during the funeral. Kit, Alice, Dana, Bette and Tina all stood there, unsure of what to do, if anything at all.
Then the door bell rang.
~Fade to You Katey~
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Shana sister was or is a FBI agent. But she has wandering feet,maybe now she will stay in one place. thanks bvh