Desire 5/?
Author: Aphrodite Roslin
Book or TV: TV (I'm afraid I haven't even begun to read the series. I know, I lose at life :D)
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: Bob's a ghost!
Disclaimer: Jim Butcher owns The Dresden Files. Harry owns my soul. Bob owns my heart.
Summary: Harry Dresden wanted a little hired help. What he got was a whole world of trouble, courtesy of one beautiful strange young woman. And this time, he's in way over his head. (Okay, yeah, the summary's kind of corny and nondescriptive, but give it a shot please. It's my first story ever written for this fandom! :D)
Author's Note: Sorry for the long wait. I've been sick for the past week and haven't been able to post. I'm mostly better now, so here's the next chapter. It has a point, I promise! :D
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
You know that feeling you sometimes get after leaving your house with the coffee pot still running or the stove still burning? You know you forgot something, but you just can’t put your finger on what it is. Well, that’s something like how Harry Dresden was feeling. Something was off. He’d forgotten something, or something was missing. He just couldn’t place what it was. The apartment was quiet - much too quiet. Makes sense for a man living on his own with not but a cat to keep him company when he’d had a slow night. However, Dresden couldn’t shake the feeling that something was missing. Or someone perhaps?
“Harry? Are you all right up there? Did you lose something?” his newest lover’s voice practically sang from downstairs.
“Nah, I’m fine, Sera. Sorry. I’ll be right down,” he replied with a smile. He loved the sound of her voice. It made whatever was wrong with his world seem to disappear. Everything seemed better…brighter when she was around. Maybe this was what love felt like?
“Well, come on then, cutie! We’ve got a date with the most beautiful tree in the park!” Sera almost giggled as she spoke excitedly from her place by the front door. Suddenly excited by the idea of spending a warm, sunny afternoon with his red-haired beauty, Harry instantly forgot about his query and rushed to meet said woman at the front door.
“Shall we?” Sera smiled as Dresden stole a short kiss.
“We shall,” he smirked back. This was shaping up to be one very good day.
“Here it is!” Sera shouted giddily as they made their way to a relatively vacant area of the small park.
“This is your idea of the most beautiful tree in the park?” Harry questioned light-heartedly as he gave the large aging tree the once over. Sera’s smile wavered only slightly.
“Well, I know it lacks a certain conventional beauty, but I’ve always had a soft spot for weeping willows,” she explained, stepping under the branches and placing her right hand on the trunk. “When I was a little girl, my mother use to take me out into the garden every evening an hour before sundown. She had the most magnificent willow standing proud right in the middle of her flower garden. She told me he protected all the smaller plants from harm.” Sera gave a small giggle at her own words before continuing. “She use to sit under his strong branches with me and read fantastic tales from her book collection, or, if I begged her enough, tell me stories about herself and my father before my arrival. Ever since she died these trees have been a comfort to me. Ridiculous, right?”
For a moment, Dresden said nothing. He’d been concentrating on watching his lover’s movements as she spoke and stroked the willow almost reverently. Only when his mind caught up to the words that were being spoken did he realize it was his time to speak.
“It’s not ridiculous,” Harry finally replied, his voice filled with confidence and assurance. “It’s not ridiculous at all.” Sera giggled once more.
“I have a sneaking suspicion that you’re only saying that to get back into my pants as quickly as possible,” she smirked.
“Well, that sneaking suspicion couldn’t be more wrong,” Harry smirked back, inching closer as he continued to speak. “Loving something that connects you to someone you love couldn’t be any farther from ridiculous. You see this?” Dresden held out his left wrist for Sera to see.
“A shield bracelet?” she questioned with wonder in her shimmering green eyes.
“I wear this everyday not only because it keeps me safe, but because my mother left it to me. Now every time this thing saves my life, it makes me feel like she’s been watching over me and she was the one who saved me. It makes me feel closer to the woman I never got the chance to know. So, if you ask me, your love for these old trees is anything but ridiculous.” Harry hesitated, leaning in close to the redhead’s flawless face before continuing with a smirk. “Plus I really do like the idea of getting back into those pants.” Sera gave a forced gasp of shock, giving Dresden a playful smack on the arm before he swooped down for a deep kiss.
“Within the hour, if possible,” Harry continued devilishly. Sera let out a much louder laugh and squealed, pushing Harry away and turning to run around the willow tree. Smiling, Harry followed with the same playful speed, jogging around the tree over and over again. He peaked around the trunk back and forth while watching as she did the same in an attempt to allude capture, giggling like a schoolgirl all the while. It was almost enough to make a man as full of testosterone as Harry Dresden do the same.
After a few more rounds of ring around the big scary tree, Sera finally slipped, giving Harry just enough time to run up and grab her from behind. Unfortunately, this meant stepping in the same patch of mud that had caused to woman to stumble in the first place, inevitably leading to Dresden’s abrupt backwards descent. Sera, still having been snagged by the wizard behind her, promptly joined him in the mildly muddy grass. Both Sera and Harry laughed as they hit the ground, more out of relief that they were both still in one piece than anything.
“Okay! Okay. I give,” Sera relented breathlessly.
“I thought so,” Harry laughed. “That’s why you don’t mess with the best.”
“Oh, and I suppose you think you’re the best?” Sera questioned, turning in Dresden’s arms enough to face him.
“It just so happens I do,” the wizard smirked, trying to get a reaction.
“Yeah? Well, we’ll just have to see about that,” Sera smirked back, attempting to rise, but Dresden immediately pulled her back down.
“Oh, I think that can wait until later, don’t you?” he questioned as he rolled gently on top on the sorceress, kissing her deeply. Sera responded only for a moment before pushing him back slightly.
“Mr. Dresden, there are children present. You wouldn’t want them walking in on us now would you?” she asked playfully.
“Hey, they’ve gotta learn sometime,” he grinned, kissing her again.
“Okay, you’ve got me there, but prison isn’t exactly my ideal ending to a romantic date. So let’s keep all the touching PG and the clothes on,” Sera continued.
“Well you’re just no fun at all,” Harry pouted.
“Awe, poor baby. You’re not gonna tell on me are you?” Sera mocked with a fake pout of her own.
“I guess I’ll give you a break this time,” Harry sighed dramatically. “Besides, who would I tell anyway?”
“I don’t know. That kitty of yours looked pretty viscous,” Sera laughed.
“He can be a handful if you make him mad enough,” Harry grinned.
“Oh, well I certainly don’t want that,” Sera said in feigned horror.
“Miss Bain, not even the baddest of the bad want to mess with Mister,” Harry agreed. “That cat strikes fear into the hearts of angels and demons alike.” Sera laughed loudly.
“Oh, Harry, I haven’t had this much fun in years!” she exclaimed, leaning up to give him a short kiss. “Thank you.”
“My pleasure,” the man grinned, rolling slowly back onto his back. The willow’s branches blocked out any hope of watching the clouds, but both wizards stared upward anyway, letting out simultaneous sighs of contentment.
“So, you’ve told me the whereabouts of your mother, but what about your dad? I’d like to meet the man responsible for creating a creature like you,” Dresden commented with laughter in his voice. Sera promptly smacked him across the chest.
“Hey, now! Just because I let you fondle my ass, doesn’t mean that I won’t kick yours!” she warned, trying and succeeding in keeping the smile off her face. “And, yes, my daddy is still out there somewhere, but good luck finding him. He disappeared off the face of the earth, and I don’t expect we’ll be seeing him any time soon.”
“Yeah? Why’s that?” Harry questioned curiously.
“He doesn’t even know I exist. He’d have no reason to come looking for a daughter he doesn’t know he has, and frankly I’m not sure I’m even interested in finding him anymore,” the woman explained.
“I’m sorry,” Dresden told her seriously.
“Don’t be,” Bain grinned. “You can’t miss what you’ve never had.”
“Sure you can,” Harry begged to differ. Sera said nothing. “Do you even know his name?”
“Yeah, uh, his name is Robert. Robert Bain,” Sera answered awkwardly. “I actually came to Chicago because I heard he might be in the area, but I found you instead.”
“Well maybe I can help you find him,” Harry volunteered.
“No, that’s okay. To tell you the truth, I’m glad I didn’t keep searching for him,” Sera explained. “I thought I was ready to see him again, but now I -”
“Wait. What do you mean ‘see him again’? I thought he didn’t know about you,” said a very confused Dresden.
“He doesn’t, but I’ve met him. Look, it’s complicated, Harry. Can we please change the subject?” the sorceress stumbled.
“Yeah. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you. I was just curious is all,” Harry took her left hand in his right.
“It’s okay. I understand,” Sera grinned that beautiful grin of hers. Then, inexplicably, that strange sense of worry overtook Dresden once again. Something was wrong. Frowning, the wizard looked up to meet his lover’s sparkling green eyes, and the feeling intensified.
“Harry, what is it? What’s wrong?” questioned the extremely concerned redhead.
“I’m not sure. I just have this strange feeling that I’ve forgotten something,” he replied distractedly.
“Like what? The coffeepot’s off. I made sure before we left. Twice. Never making that mistake again,” Sera laughed nervously.
“No no, that’s not it. I…I can’t place it, but I know it’s important. It’s been driving me crazy for the past few days. I don’t get it. I…”
“Harry, listen to me,” Sera interrupted gently yet sternly. “Nothing is wrong. I don’t know why you’ve been having these feelings, but I promise you there is nothing to worry about.” Harry hesitated, looking Sera directly in the eyes for a long drawn out moment, and suddenly he knew she was right.
“Okay,” he agreed almost too quietly for her to hear.
“All right,” she said, running a hand through his hair. “Now, I might happen to know this little spell that might have the ability to keep us hidden from anyone else’s sight for say forty-five minutes. Think you can make it worth my while, champ?” Shaking himself internally, Harry forced his concerns to the back of his mind. Taking Sera’s head in his hands, he pulled her in for a long gentle kiss.
“Mm, I’ll take that as a yes then?” the sorceress questioned with a giggle. For a moment Harry said nothing, but simply pulled his lover back over to him, capturing her lips once more.
“I’d get started if I were you,” he suggested as they came up for air. Sera giggled and began working her magic.
“Sera,” Dresden interrupted quietly. “I love you.” For a moment, the woman hesitated, staring into Harry’s eyes for a long anxious moment. Then she smiled.
“I love you too.”
Book or TV: TV (I'm afraid I haven't even begun to read the series. I know, I lose at life :D)
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: Bob's a ghost!
Disclaimer: Jim Butcher owns The Dresden Files. Harry owns my soul. Bob owns my heart.
Summary: Harry Dresden wanted a little hired help. What he got was a whole world of trouble, courtesy of one beautiful strange young woman. And this time, he's in way over his head. (Okay, yeah, the summary's kind of corny and nondescriptive, but give it a shot please. It's my first story ever written for this fandom! :D)
Author's Note: Sorry for the long wait. I've been sick for the past week and haven't been able to post. I'm mostly better now, so here's the next chapter. It has a point, I promise! :D
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
You know that feeling you sometimes get after leaving your house with the coffee pot still running or the stove still burning? You know you forgot something, but you just can’t put your finger on what it is. Well, that’s something like how Harry Dresden was feeling. Something was off. He’d forgotten something, or something was missing. He just couldn’t place what it was. The apartment was quiet - much too quiet. Makes sense for a man living on his own with not but a cat to keep him company when he’d had a slow night. However, Dresden couldn’t shake the feeling that something was missing. Or someone perhaps?
“Harry? Are you all right up there? Did you lose something?” his newest lover’s voice practically sang from downstairs.
“Nah, I’m fine, Sera. Sorry. I’ll be right down,” he replied with a smile. He loved the sound of her voice. It made whatever was wrong with his world seem to disappear. Everything seemed better…brighter when she was around. Maybe this was what love felt like?
“Well, come on then, cutie! We’ve got a date with the most beautiful tree in the park!” Sera almost giggled as she spoke excitedly from her place by the front door. Suddenly excited by the idea of spending a warm, sunny afternoon with his red-haired beauty, Harry instantly forgot about his query and rushed to meet said woman at the front door.
“Shall we?” Sera smiled as Dresden stole a short kiss.
“We shall,” he smirked back. This was shaping up to be one very good day.
“Here it is!” Sera shouted giddily as they made their way to a relatively vacant area of the small park.
“This is your idea of the most beautiful tree in the park?” Harry questioned light-heartedly as he gave the large aging tree the once over. Sera’s smile wavered only slightly.
“Well, I know it lacks a certain conventional beauty, but I’ve always had a soft spot for weeping willows,” she explained, stepping under the branches and placing her right hand on the trunk. “When I was a little girl, my mother use to take me out into the garden every evening an hour before sundown. She had the most magnificent willow standing proud right in the middle of her flower garden. She told me he protected all the smaller plants from harm.” Sera gave a small giggle at her own words before continuing. “She use to sit under his strong branches with me and read fantastic tales from her book collection, or, if I begged her enough, tell me stories about herself and my father before my arrival. Ever since she died these trees have been a comfort to me. Ridiculous, right?”
For a moment, Dresden said nothing. He’d been concentrating on watching his lover’s movements as she spoke and stroked the willow almost reverently. Only when his mind caught up to the words that were being spoken did he realize it was his time to speak.
“It’s not ridiculous,” Harry finally replied, his voice filled with confidence and assurance. “It’s not ridiculous at all.” Sera giggled once more.
“I have a sneaking suspicion that you’re only saying that to get back into my pants as quickly as possible,” she smirked.
“Well, that sneaking suspicion couldn’t be more wrong,” Harry smirked back, inching closer as he continued to speak. “Loving something that connects you to someone you love couldn’t be any farther from ridiculous. You see this?” Dresden held out his left wrist for Sera to see.
“A shield bracelet?” she questioned with wonder in her shimmering green eyes.
“I wear this everyday not only because it keeps me safe, but because my mother left it to me. Now every time this thing saves my life, it makes me feel like she’s been watching over me and she was the one who saved me. It makes me feel closer to the woman I never got the chance to know. So, if you ask me, your love for these old trees is anything but ridiculous.” Harry hesitated, leaning in close to the redhead’s flawless face before continuing with a smirk. “Plus I really do like the idea of getting back into those pants.” Sera gave a forced gasp of shock, giving Dresden a playful smack on the arm before he swooped down for a deep kiss.
“Within the hour, if possible,” Harry continued devilishly. Sera let out a much louder laugh and squealed, pushing Harry away and turning to run around the willow tree. Smiling, Harry followed with the same playful speed, jogging around the tree over and over again. He peaked around the trunk back and forth while watching as she did the same in an attempt to allude capture, giggling like a schoolgirl all the while. It was almost enough to make a man as full of testosterone as Harry Dresden do the same.
After a few more rounds of ring around the big scary tree, Sera finally slipped, giving Harry just enough time to run up and grab her from behind. Unfortunately, this meant stepping in the same patch of mud that had caused to woman to stumble in the first place, inevitably leading to Dresden’s abrupt backwards descent. Sera, still having been snagged by the wizard behind her, promptly joined him in the mildly muddy grass. Both Sera and Harry laughed as they hit the ground, more out of relief that they were both still in one piece than anything.
“Okay! Okay. I give,” Sera relented breathlessly.
“I thought so,” Harry laughed. “That’s why you don’t mess with the best.”
“Oh, and I suppose you think you’re the best?” Sera questioned, turning in Dresden’s arms enough to face him.
“It just so happens I do,” the wizard smirked, trying to get a reaction.
“Yeah? Well, we’ll just have to see about that,” Sera smirked back, attempting to rise, but Dresden immediately pulled her back down.
“Oh, I think that can wait until later, don’t you?” he questioned as he rolled gently on top on the sorceress, kissing her deeply. Sera responded only for a moment before pushing him back slightly.
“Mr. Dresden, there are children present. You wouldn’t want them walking in on us now would you?” she asked playfully.
“Hey, they’ve gotta learn sometime,” he grinned, kissing her again.
“Okay, you’ve got me there, but prison isn’t exactly my ideal ending to a romantic date. So let’s keep all the touching PG and the clothes on,” Sera continued.
“Well you’re just no fun at all,” Harry pouted.
“Awe, poor baby. You’re not gonna tell on me are you?” Sera mocked with a fake pout of her own.
“I guess I’ll give you a break this time,” Harry sighed dramatically. “Besides, who would I tell anyway?”
“I don’t know. That kitty of yours looked pretty viscous,” Sera laughed.
“He can be a handful if you make him mad enough,” Harry grinned.
“Oh, well I certainly don’t want that,” Sera said in feigned horror.
“Miss Bain, not even the baddest of the bad want to mess with Mister,” Harry agreed. “That cat strikes fear into the hearts of angels and demons alike.” Sera laughed loudly.
“Oh, Harry, I haven’t had this much fun in years!” she exclaimed, leaning up to give him a short kiss. “Thank you.”
“My pleasure,” the man grinned, rolling slowly back onto his back. The willow’s branches blocked out any hope of watching the clouds, but both wizards stared upward anyway, letting out simultaneous sighs of contentment.
“So, you’ve told me the whereabouts of your mother, but what about your dad? I’d like to meet the man responsible for creating a creature like you,” Dresden commented with laughter in his voice. Sera promptly smacked him across the chest.
“Hey, now! Just because I let you fondle my ass, doesn’t mean that I won’t kick yours!” she warned, trying and succeeding in keeping the smile off her face. “And, yes, my daddy is still out there somewhere, but good luck finding him. He disappeared off the face of the earth, and I don’t expect we’ll be seeing him any time soon.”
“Yeah? Why’s that?” Harry questioned curiously.
“He doesn’t even know I exist. He’d have no reason to come looking for a daughter he doesn’t know he has, and frankly I’m not sure I’m even interested in finding him anymore,” the woman explained.
“I’m sorry,” Dresden told her seriously.
“Don’t be,” Bain grinned. “You can’t miss what you’ve never had.”
“Sure you can,” Harry begged to differ. Sera said nothing. “Do you even know his name?”
“Yeah, uh, his name is Robert. Robert Bain,” Sera answered awkwardly. “I actually came to Chicago because I heard he might be in the area, but I found you instead.”
“Well maybe I can help you find him,” Harry volunteered.
“No, that’s okay. To tell you the truth, I’m glad I didn’t keep searching for him,” Sera explained. “I thought I was ready to see him again, but now I -”
“Wait. What do you mean ‘see him again’? I thought he didn’t know about you,” said a very confused Dresden.
“He doesn’t, but I’ve met him. Look, it’s complicated, Harry. Can we please change the subject?” the sorceress stumbled.
“Yeah. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you. I was just curious is all,” Harry took her left hand in his right.
“It’s okay. I understand,” Sera grinned that beautiful grin of hers. Then, inexplicably, that strange sense of worry overtook Dresden once again. Something was wrong. Frowning, the wizard looked up to meet his lover’s sparkling green eyes, and the feeling intensified.
“Harry, what is it? What’s wrong?” questioned the extremely concerned redhead.
“I’m not sure. I just have this strange feeling that I’ve forgotten something,” he replied distractedly.
“Like what? The coffeepot’s off. I made sure before we left. Twice. Never making that mistake again,” Sera laughed nervously.
“No no, that’s not it. I…I can’t place it, but I know it’s important. It’s been driving me crazy for the past few days. I don’t get it. I…”
“Harry, listen to me,” Sera interrupted gently yet sternly. “Nothing is wrong. I don’t know why you’ve been having these feelings, but I promise you there is nothing to worry about.” Harry hesitated, looking Sera directly in the eyes for a long drawn out moment, and suddenly he knew she was right.
“Okay,” he agreed almost too quietly for her to hear.
“All right,” she said, running a hand through his hair. “Now, I might happen to know this little spell that might have the ability to keep us hidden from anyone else’s sight for say forty-five minutes. Think you can make it worth my while, champ?” Shaking himself internally, Harry forced his concerns to the back of his mind. Taking Sera’s head in his hands, he pulled her in for a long gentle kiss.
“Mm, I’ll take that as a yes then?” the sorceress questioned with a giggle. For a moment Harry said nothing, but simply pulled his lover back over to him, capturing her lips once more.
“I’d get started if I were you,” he suggested as they came up for air. Sera giggled and began working her magic.
“Sera,” Dresden interrupted quietly. “I love you.” For a moment, the woman hesitated, staring into Harry’s eyes for a long anxious moment. Then she smiled.
“I love you too.”