Amy arrived back from Belize about a day after leaving Sam. Given Beth didn't know about her -- demonic tendencies -- she had to at least keep up appearances. As she made her way through the door, she closed it gently behind her, listening for the sound of someone moving in the apartment ( Read more... )

[Cowritten with failuretotrust.]Not long after Sam told her he was being sent on a mission, Beth's job ended. It had wrapped up a lot easier than it was supposed to. She really wasn't in the mood to go home and be alone again, and she declined Max's invitation to stay with him. Instead she called Amy. She hadn't seen Amy in a long time and she missed her. ( Read more... )

Amy made sure she had a hotel room and some privacy before calling Beth, wanting to make sure that she was settled in and they weren't going to be disturbed before she got here. She knew the girl had to be going through some kind of shock with all that had just happened, and she didn't want any unwanted visitors to add more to that mix. There was ( Read more... )

[Cowritten with failuretotrust. Set in the future!future!crack.]Amy was reclining poolside in Maui, waiting for Brenda to join her by the pool. Personally, she'd rather start somewhere a little more private, but there was no saying that they couldn't move things to a more private location at a later date. Adjusting the sunglasses on her face, she reached for ( Read more... )