Fanfiction: I See Red - 06
Title: I See Red
Rating: PG-13 for language
Pairing: Pepa/Silvia
Spoilers: Post season finale
A/N - Yippee!! A new post. I am starting to really love writing this story. Does that make me full of myself? Um...anyway, I LOVE hearing from everyone, and I strongly encourage more responses. Like many before me, I'm a comment whore. I'm going to try and post again very soon. Here's hoping RL doesn't steal too much of my time away!
My head is spinning. I'm Silvia's center. I'm the key. What does this all mean? "Silvia, what are you saying? Are you saying you know something? Something about...all this?"
"I'm not sure yet. I just - I don't know. There's something in the back of my mind," she twirls her hand in the air, "It feels like...like an instinct! That's it. Like..." She bats her eyes in frustration, trying to articulate what she's feeling, "like I'm standing at the check-out counter and I know there's something I've forgotten to buy. You know what I mean? There are just some things in this life you know to be true. That's what this feels like. Like I'm here for a purpose."
"But what purpose?"
"I don't know, Pepa! That's what I'm trying to tell you. I don't know yet," she finishes, exasperated.
I walk up to her and run my hand along her cheek in an attempt to soothe her. I feel the slightest temperature change along the palm of my hand. "It's alright, sweetheart. Just give it some time. We'll figure it out together. There's no rush."
She looks at me tenderly, worry swirling in her eyes. "But maybe there is?"
"Don't say that, princess. I'm your anchor, remember? As long as I'm here, you're here. And that's something my gut is telling me to be true. I believe it. Just as I believe you. I have to believe it, otherwise, what's the point of all this?" She nods her head in agreement. "We're in this together, alright? It's not all on you to figure this out. In fact...there has been something I've been dying to find out myself..."
I step in closer as she regards me with curious eyes. Grinning at her, I keep inching forward until our bodies touch, then I slip into her elusive form and turn so that we're both facing the same direction, occupying the same space. A sudden wave of euphoria hits me, making me gasp as I inhale the deepest breath of my life. Like a new part of me has just been discovered; like I'm expanding - blood flowing through me at a rapid pace, my heart beating deeper and harder than ever before. A profound sense of life resonates through me. There's no other way to describe it other than feeling truly alive, vibrating with energy. It's the most amazing sensation I've ever felt and I never want it to end. I want to laugh with joy and cry at the beauty of it all at the same time.
"Silvia?" I say out loud with a shuddering breath.
"Yes?"
I hear a voice, Silvia's voice, and it's coming from within me. Coming out of me, but my mouth doesn't move. Then I hear her voice again, only differently...
God this feels amazing.
"Silvia? Did you just say something?"
"Yes. I said 'Yes', remember?"
"No, I mean after that."
"After that? What do you mean? All you said was 'Silvia?' and I said 'Yes'."
Has she gone crazy? I feel like we're talking in circles. Oh, maybe she can't hear me when we're like this? That must be it. But God, I don't want to stop being like this, it feels so good.
"There - just now! You just said 'Has she gone crazy? yada, yada, yada...it feels so good', right? You just said that. Right?"
"Nooooo....but I just...I just thought it..."
"You thought it?!"
No way. Can she hear my thoughts?
"Damn right I can hear your thoughts, redhead!" I leap forward and spin back towards her. My energy diminishes instantly and I feel a twinge of sadness before I look up at her and regain my balance. "What the...that was amazing!"
"It was fantastic! And you...you could hear my thoughts?"
"Yes! You were like a tape recorder running through my head. That's what it sounded like - your voice. The same, yet somehow different. I could hear you in my mind, Silvia! It was awesome! But weird too." I nod my head. "Yeah, a little bit weird..."
"Come here, let's do it again!" Silvia waves me over to her, even more excited at this miraculous discovery than the previous one.
"Wait. I stepped into you last time. This time you step into me and see if there is any difference," I say matter-of-factly. She raises her eyebrow, silently impressed with my scientific approach to the situation. She quickly marches her little feet toward me, twirls around, and steps back into me. The euphoria hits me again, and it's just as enjoyable. A tingling sensation running through my hands, arms, legs, toes; it permeates every inch of me and I can smell Silvia's scent surround me like a warm blanket.
"I can smell you, Pepa," Silvia mutters, in awe.
"I can smell you too, princess. This feels like heaven."
"Maybe this is heaven? Being with you for eternity sure doesn't sound bad to me."
"Me either..." Except I can't touch you.
"I know, Pepa. It's hard for me too."
"What's hard for you?"
"Not being able to touch you."
Wait, can you hear this?
"Yes, I can hear you. I thought we established that."
No, we established that I could hear your thoughts, not the other way around. I'm thinking these words right now, Silvia. Can't you hear the difference?
"You're thinking those words?
Yes, redhead. Don't I sound different? "Here, let me give you a demonstration: Now I am talking." Now I am thinking. "Now I am talking." Now I am thinking. "Get it, princess? Do you hear the difference?"
"Yes, Pepa, I hear the difference..." And there's no need to be testy, I'm so sorry my ears aren't as attuned as yours.
"I wasn't being testy, I was being helpful."
"Stop listening to my thoughts!"
"I can't really help it when you're inside of me..." Hmmm, there's an activity that I wish we could indulge in.
"Pepa! Does your mind always turn to sex?"
"Hey, now you stop listening to my thoughts!"
"Alright, this is getting ridiculous. Just clear your mind."
"You clear yours."
"We'll both clear our minds, okay?"
I take deep breath and hear her do the same as we both start to relax. Without even thinking I step forward and start to walk, and before I know it I've circled around the room. "You still with me, princess?"
"Yes...wow. That was neat. Try sitting down."
I pull out a chair and take a seat. The same feeling courses through me, and I know she's still there, inside of me.
"I'm sitting Pepa! I can finally sit! It feels so...nice. So normal."
"What else do you feel?"
"Alive. Filled with energy like I'm plugged into the wall."
"Same here."
"And when you move around I don't have to move at all. I don't even have to think about moving, you take me right along with you. You feel warm and safe, like I'm inside my own personal glove. My Pepa glove." She giggles at her own analogy and I smile, liking the sound of it.
"You know, I never was one to enjoy puzzles, redhead, but I definitely like putting this one together with you."
"Hmmm..." I hear her mutter just before her life force pulls from me unexpectedly, and she spins toward me with excitement.
I love the feeling of her within me, no doubt, but seeing her face gives me a different kind of joy that I cherish just as much. Her knees are bent, bringing us eye to eye, and her smile is glowing so brightly I'm nearly blinded by it. She never fails to take my breath away.
"I always knew I could get you to enjoy the geekier side of life, Miranda. There's a nerd in you yet, and I'm gonna find her," she teases me. Her grin is infectious and I laugh out loud at her enthusiasm. God I wish I could kiss her right now.
"Yeah, and what are you gonna do when you find this nerd?" I question.
"What am I going to do when I find this nerd?" She wonders aloud. "You know what I'm going to do?" Her eyes glisten as she leans into me, our bodies mingling as she whispers into my ear, "I'm going to look deep into her eyes and take her by the hand..."
"Yeah..." My body involuntarily reacts to sound of her words purring softly against my ear.
"...and slowly drag her into the lab, locking the door behind us."
I gulp, as my eyes close, picturing the image her words are conjuring up in my mind. "Then what?"
"Then I'm going to lower the curtains..."
"uh huh..." My heart skips a beat, and my breath quickens.
"and pull her over to the counter, pressing her against it before running my fingers through her soft, dark hair."
My body shudders as if her hands are running through my hair while she continues to speak...
"Then I'll grip it tightly in my hands just before I..." she pauses.
"Just before you what?" My skin is vibrating. I'm on fire and she can't even touch me!
"Just before I tie it into a pony tail, shove her in front of a microscope, and teach her to analyze a blood sample!" Silvia jumps up laughing hysterically at her own joke.
She thinks she's so funny. Damn that woman! "Castro, you're such a little tease!"
"Hey, I was talking about 'nerd Pepa', remember? Like I said, it's your mind that always turns to sex."
"Oh please, give up the innocent act. You knew exactly what you were playing at." I stand up and stride toward her.
Her eyes widen with surprise as I start to unbutton my shirt. "Now what are you playing at? You know you can't catch me, Pepa."
"No, but I can tease you right back, now, can't I? And you can never escape me, remember?"
My eyes darken as I get closer, grinning wickedly. Silvia's jaw drops. "Pepa! We have more important things to deal with right now, don't you think?"
"No." I state, plainly, continuing to stalk her.
She starts to back away slowly as I come to the last button on my shirt and pull it off. Her eyes rake over my body and she reactively licks her lips. Now I know I've got her attention. Her eyes raise up to mine, pleadingly, as if asking for mercy. She knows I can tease with the best of them. But before I say anything, she bites her bottom lip mischievously and runs away.
I chuckle and simply spin around, staring at the front door, waiting for her to come into view.
Knock, knock, knock
I know what I just heard. I didn't want to hear it, but I know I did, so I grit my teeth...
Either Silvia just gained the power to touch things (I wish!) or someone is knocking on my door.
"God Dammit!" I start to pull on my shirt before glancing upward and muttering a rather pathetic "Sorry" under my breath, not wanting to piss off whatever other-worldly power, deity, or celestial being may have dropped ghost Silvia onto my lap. I've got to cover my bases, after all.
But it just figures, doesn't it? Even in the afterlife, Silvia and I can't have any fucking privacy!
Rating: PG-13 for language
Pairing: Pepa/Silvia
Spoilers: Post season finale
A/N - Yippee!! A new post. I am starting to really love writing this story. Does that make me full of myself? Um...anyway, I LOVE hearing from everyone, and I strongly encourage more responses. Like many before me, I'm a comment whore. I'm going to try and post again very soon. Here's hoping RL doesn't steal too much of my time away!
My head is spinning. I'm Silvia's center. I'm the key. What does this all mean? "Silvia, what are you saying? Are you saying you know something? Something about...all this?"
"I'm not sure yet. I just - I don't know. There's something in the back of my mind," she twirls her hand in the air, "It feels like...like an instinct! That's it. Like..." She bats her eyes in frustration, trying to articulate what she's feeling, "like I'm standing at the check-out counter and I know there's something I've forgotten to buy. You know what I mean? There are just some things in this life you know to be true. That's what this feels like. Like I'm here for a purpose."
"But what purpose?"
"I don't know, Pepa! That's what I'm trying to tell you. I don't know yet," she finishes, exasperated.
I walk up to her and run my hand along her cheek in an attempt to soothe her. I feel the slightest temperature change along the palm of my hand. "It's alright, sweetheart. Just give it some time. We'll figure it out together. There's no rush."
She looks at me tenderly, worry swirling in her eyes. "But maybe there is?"
"Don't say that, princess. I'm your anchor, remember? As long as I'm here, you're here. And that's something my gut is telling me to be true. I believe it. Just as I believe you. I have to believe it, otherwise, what's the point of all this?" She nods her head in agreement. "We're in this together, alright? It's not all on you to figure this out. In fact...there has been something I've been dying to find out myself..."
I step in closer as she regards me with curious eyes. Grinning at her, I keep inching forward until our bodies touch, then I slip into her elusive form and turn so that we're both facing the same direction, occupying the same space. A sudden wave of euphoria hits me, making me gasp as I inhale the deepest breath of my life. Like a new part of me has just been discovered; like I'm expanding - blood flowing through me at a rapid pace, my heart beating deeper and harder than ever before. A profound sense of life resonates through me. There's no other way to describe it other than feeling truly alive, vibrating with energy. It's the most amazing sensation I've ever felt and I never want it to end. I want to laugh with joy and cry at the beauty of it all at the same time.
"Silvia?" I say out loud with a shuddering breath.
"Yes?"
I hear a voice, Silvia's voice, and it's coming from within me. Coming out of me, but my mouth doesn't move. Then I hear her voice again, only differently...
God this feels amazing.
"Silvia? Did you just say something?"
"Yes. I said 'Yes', remember?"
"No, I mean after that."
"After that? What do you mean? All you said was 'Silvia?' and I said 'Yes'."
Has she gone crazy? I feel like we're talking in circles. Oh, maybe she can't hear me when we're like this? That must be it. But God, I don't want to stop being like this, it feels so good.
"There - just now! You just said 'Has she gone crazy? yada, yada, yada...it feels so good', right? You just said that. Right?"
"Nooooo....but I just...I just thought it..."
"You thought it?!"
No way. Can she hear my thoughts?
"Damn right I can hear your thoughts, redhead!" I leap forward and spin back towards her. My energy diminishes instantly and I feel a twinge of sadness before I look up at her and regain my balance. "What the...that was amazing!"
"It was fantastic! And you...you could hear my thoughts?"
"Yes! You were like a tape recorder running through my head. That's what it sounded like - your voice. The same, yet somehow different. I could hear you in my mind, Silvia! It was awesome! But weird too." I nod my head. "Yeah, a little bit weird..."
"Come here, let's do it again!" Silvia waves me over to her, even more excited at this miraculous discovery than the previous one.
"Wait. I stepped into you last time. This time you step into me and see if there is any difference," I say matter-of-factly. She raises her eyebrow, silently impressed with my scientific approach to the situation. She quickly marches her little feet toward me, twirls around, and steps back into me. The euphoria hits me again, and it's just as enjoyable. A tingling sensation running through my hands, arms, legs, toes; it permeates every inch of me and I can smell Silvia's scent surround me like a warm blanket.
"I can smell you, Pepa," Silvia mutters, in awe.
"I can smell you too, princess. This feels like heaven."
"Maybe this is heaven? Being with you for eternity sure doesn't sound bad to me."
"Me either..." Except I can't touch you.
"I know, Pepa. It's hard for me too."
"What's hard for you?"
"Not being able to touch you."
Wait, can you hear this?
"Yes, I can hear you. I thought we established that."
No, we established that I could hear your thoughts, not the other way around. I'm thinking these words right now, Silvia. Can't you hear the difference?
"You're thinking those words?
Yes, redhead. Don't I sound different? "Here, let me give you a demonstration: Now I am talking." Now I am thinking. "Now I am talking." Now I am thinking. "Get it, princess? Do you hear the difference?"
"Yes, Pepa, I hear the difference..." And there's no need to be testy, I'm so sorry my ears aren't as attuned as yours.
"I wasn't being testy, I was being helpful."
"Stop listening to my thoughts!"
"I can't really help it when you're inside of me..." Hmmm, there's an activity that I wish we could indulge in.
"Pepa! Does your mind always turn to sex?"
"Hey, now you stop listening to my thoughts!"
"Alright, this is getting ridiculous. Just clear your mind."
"You clear yours."
"We'll both clear our minds, okay?"
I take deep breath and hear her do the same as we both start to relax. Without even thinking I step forward and start to walk, and before I know it I've circled around the room. "You still with me, princess?"
"Yes...wow. That was neat. Try sitting down."
I pull out a chair and take a seat. The same feeling courses through me, and I know she's still there, inside of me.
"I'm sitting Pepa! I can finally sit! It feels so...nice. So normal."
"What else do you feel?"
"Alive. Filled with energy like I'm plugged into the wall."
"Same here."
"And when you move around I don't have to move at all. I don't even have to think about moving, you take me right along with you. You feel warm and safe, like I'm inside my own personal glove. My Pepa glove." She giggles at her own analogy and I smile, liking the sound of it.
"You know, I never was one to enjoy puzzles, redhead, but I definitely like putting this one together with you."
"Hmmm..." I hear her mutter just before her life force pulls from me unexpectedly, and she spins toward me with excitement.
I love the feeling of her within me, no doubt, but seeing her face gives me a different kind of joy that I cherish just as much. Her knees are bent, bringing us eye to eye, and her smile is glowing so brightly I'm nearly blinded by it. She never fails to take my breath away.
"I always knew I could get you to enjoy the geekier side of life, Miranda. There's a nerd in you yet, and I'm gonna find her," she teases me. Her grin is infectious and I laugh out loud at her enthusiasm. God I wish I could kiss her right now.
"Yeah, and what are you gonna do when you find this nerd?" I question.
"What am I going to do when I find this nerd?" She wonders aloud. "You know what I'm going to do?" Her eyes glisten as she leans into me, our bodies mingling as she whispers into my ear, "I'm going to look deep into her eyes and take her by the hand..."
"Yeah..." My body involuntarily reacts to sound of her words purring softly against my ear.
"...and slowly drag her into the lab, locking the door behind us."
I gulp, as my eyes close, picturing the image her words are conjuring up in my mind. "Then what?"
"Then I'm going to lower the curtains..."
"uh huh..." My heart skips a beat, and my breath quickens.
"and pull her over to the counter, pressing her against it before running my fingers through her soft, dark hair."
My body shudders as if her hands are running through my hair while she continues to speak...
"Then I'll grip it tightly in my hands just before I..." she pauses.
"Just before you what?" My skin is vibrating. I'm on fire and she can't even touch me!
"Just before I tie it into a pony tail, shove her in front of a microscope, and teach her to analyze a blood sample!" Silvia jumps up laughing hysterically at her own joke.
She thinks she's so funny. Damn that woman! "Castro, you're such a little tease!"
"Hey, I was talking about 'nerd Pepa', remember? Like I said, it's your mind that always turns to sex."
"Oh please, give up the innocent act. You knew exactly what you were playing at." I stand up and stride toward her.
Her eyes widen with surprise as I start to unbutton my shirt. "Now what are you playing at? You know you can't catch me, Pepa."
"No, but I can tease you right back, now, can't I? And you can never escape me, remember?"
My eyes darken as I get closer, grinning wickedly. Silvia's jaw drops. "Pepa! We have more important things to deal with right now, don't you think?"
"No." I state, plainly, continuing to stalk her.
She starts to back away slowly as I come to the last button on my shirt and pull it off. Her eyes rake over my body and she reactively licks her lips. Now I know I've got her attention. Her eyes raise up to mine, pleadingly, as if asking for mercy. She knows I can tease with the best of them. But before I say anything, she bites her bottom lip mischievously and runs away.
I chuckle and simply spin around, staring at the front door, waiting for her to come into view.
Knock, knock, knock
I know what I just heard. I didn't want to hear it, but I know I did, so I grit my teeth...
Either Silvia just gained the power to touch things (I wish!) or someone is knocking on my door.
"God Dammit!" I start to pull on my shirt before glancing upward and muttering a rather pathetic "Sorry" under my breath, not wanting to piss off whatever other-worldly power, deity, or celestial being may have dropped ghost Silvia onto my lap. I've got to cover my bases, after all.
But it just figures, doesn't it? Even in the afterlife, Silvia and I can't have any fucking privacy!