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Ellie vs the 68 Mustang
John/Ellie
AU [possibly slightly less so since season 4] in which Ellie gets the Intersect
1/?
PG to R[ish]
Since the tragic death - at least everyone was convinced he'd died; again - of Stephen Bartowski, Chuck had told Ellie everything. After a short period of freaking out, she'd adapted, coming on board as the resident medical expert and the one who patched up any wounds sustained whilst on duty.
The Government had expanded the Castle facilities to include a fully stocked medical unit and a stay-over suite with enough bedrooms for Ellie, Chuck, Sarah and Casey. Ellie continued working part time at the hospital, although most of her time involved helping Chuck and the others. Devon had declared this 'not awesome' and left. The first few weeks after that, Chuck, Sarah and Casey had spent time comforting her.
Ellie had been particularly surprised by how good Casey had been at helping her. He didn't say a lot, but his hugs felt warm and strong. He'd also insisted on weapons and martial arts training for Ellie, 'just in case, Eleanor'. She'd taken to it surprisingly well, although she packed heat as seldom as possible.
Ellie also instinctively understood many of the medical implications of having the Intersect and helped Chuck as much as possible. She just wished there was an instruction leaflet, or something similar. Ellie regularly wished that their father had left something like that somewhere.
One night, Ellie was in her condo when the phone rang, “Yes? Chuck?”
“Sis, we need your help.”
“What's going on?”
“Casey's been injected with something and neither Sarah nor I understand the medical jargon.”
“I'm on my way.”
Ellie grabbed her car keys and set off.
Chuck sighed, “I tried to flash, honest.”
Sarah nodded, “I know.”
Casey was lying on the Castle table, eyes closed, making soft rumbling noises deep in his chest.
Sarah had her fingers on Casey's pulse, “It's strong enough. He's breathing okay. You know why we can't take this to a regular hospital?”
“Yeah. He's full of some secret formula.”
Sarah smiled softly, “Well, not full, but he got enough to make him like this. The Castle computer has analysed the remaining contents of the vial. Ellie should understand the read-out.”
Ellie came running down the metal stairs in the Castle and went straight to John.
“Okay. Pulse strong, breathing steady. Pupils...responsive. Skin slightly damp to the touch. Right; now the read out. Okay. This compound here will basically knock someone out. Either John didn't get a big enough dose or his physical strength is enough not to go fully under. The second compound will induce temporary amnesia. No actual poison, thank God.”
“So, he'll be okay?”
“Yes, in a day or so. I'll stay with him over night in case he needs further medical assistance. Is there any way we can move him into the Castle bedroom?”
Chuck nodded nervously, “I think so.”
With a little bit of stumbling and awkwardness, the three of them managed to get Casey into his designated Castle bedroom and onto the huge bed.
“Right. Undo his shirt buttons, remove shoes and socks, loosen and take off his belt.”
Casey sighed and visibly relaxed once that was done.
“Anything else we can do, sis?”
“John needs lots of peace and quiet. Please leave us alone for at least a day and a half unless I contact you.”
Chuck nodded, “Of course.”
Sarah smiled, “Chuck and I could use a little 'quality time'”
Chuck was grinning as he and Sarah went off, hand in hand.
Ellie booted up the computer terminal in Casey's bedroom and looked again at the printout. Sometimes a lack of medical knowledge combined with Chuck occasionally not being able to flash helped her to withhold medical data on a need-to-know basis. Chuck and Sarah definitely did not need to be told that there was a third, subtle compound. One that would make John as horny as hell for twenty four hours. He definitely would not want that getting out.
After she'd double checked that John was stable, she went to the kitchen and fixed herself a snack. Then she made a smoothie for John. He'd be thirsty when he woke up and an easily digested fruit mixture would help restore vitamin and energy levels. Ellie also decided to push her and John's relationship firmly towards deeper intimacy. She changed her clothes quickly. Seductive and skimpy lacy black underwear, black stockings and heels, plus her white doctor's coat over the top. Then she set the camera in John's room to 'record' mode.
Ellie's mind skipped back to the first hours after Devon's defection...
Casey was watching when Devon left. The formerly awesome idiot was bailing on the most stunningly attractive woman John had seen in a long time. She was tall, brunette, had killer dimples and legs up to her armpits. Plus, she was the asset's sister. He had an additional reason to watch all that beauty on a daily basis. John waited until the car pulled away and walked over to Ellie's door.
He knocked, gently, “Ellie, it's John.”
The door was slightly ajar, so he carefully stepped inside. Ellie was standing in the kitchen area, face streaked with tears. He walked over quickly and instinctively folded her into his arms.
Ellie's crying stopped. She was enveloped in John's warmth, strength and support. She nuzzled closer instinctively. Why had she never noticed until now that John smelled good? How could he make her feel safe and grounded just by holding her?
John bit back an instinctive groan of lust. Ellie fit in his arms as though she was made to be there, as though she was the missing half he'd been looking for all his life. He could feel her soft breasts against his chest and their pelvises were at the same height. Instinctively he knew with utter clarity that they'd fit together perfectly when making love. His libido and heart were practically yelling the information at him and his cock was rock hard. He shifted slightly, trying to hide the instinctive reaction of his body. He'd long since done the math on their respective ages. Ellie was nearly thirty two, he was forty four. Okay, the age difference between them wasn't insurmountable.
Ellie buried her face closer against John. Here, all her problems vanished and she was aware of only John and herself. He smelled clean, all man - but under that was something far more potent to her - sex. Deep inside her, she recognised on an instinctual level that this was the man she'd been waiting for. Her womb clenched deliciously and her nipples hardened. She'd had a number of relationships, but never felt this before.
John's hands soothed down her back, “I'll be right here, Ellie. Every step of the way, for you and your brother.”
She lifted her head, “Well, help with the divorce would be very welcome.”
“Absolutely,” he wiped the tears from her cheeks, “then carrying on with your gun and weapon training.”
“Thanks. It hadn't been good between Devon and I for some time. I guess I knew this was coming.” She sighed softly.
“Well, I'm not going anywhere if I can help it. Anything you need, just ask.”
“Just be there and more hugs like this, please?”
John's mouth curved slightly, “No worries.”
Over the next months, the initial deep recognition had been ignored by both of them. John was all brisk [and occasionally brusque] efficiency; business-as-usual. Ellie took his cue and buried herself in her work.
A groan from the bedroom led Ellie back to John. She carried the food tray in her hands. Ellie put the tray down and went to John. She felt his pulse.
“It's okay, John. You're going to be all right.”
His eyes fluttered open, “Doc?”
“Eleanor; yes. You're okay.”
“Headache...”
“I'm not surprised. Here, have some painkillers...” Ellie gave John a couple of pills and passed him the smoothie.
John grunted, “Fruit!” He didn't sound very happy about it.
“Trust me, John. You'll start feeling really good very soon.”
“You're lovely, Eleanor.”
Ah, the aphrodisiac was beginning to kick in. John's pupils were dilated and his free hand touched hers.
Ellie curled her fingers around his, “You're pretty handsome yourself, John!”
“Is this my...home?”
She smiled, “Sometimes. You were injected with a cocktail of drugs and I'm looking after you until they are purged out of your system.”
“I'm going to recover.”
“Absolutely. Knock-out drops and a short term amnesiac, plus an aphrodisiac shot; but you'll be fine.”
John's eyebrows flicked expressively, “Aphrodisiac?”
“Yes.”
He began to smile, “Are we...together?”
Ellie smiled, “No, but we could be!”
“You're single, right?” John moved closer.
“Yeah.”
“And I am. I know it.”
“Yeah, you never married.”
His large fingers snagged a lock of her hair with incredible gentleness and slid it through his fingers.
“Silky hair.”
Ellie was entranced by this new, seductive side to John Casey. His warm, eager smile was making her stomach do flip flops and lower down, right where it mattered, there was a slow delicious ache building.
Ellie put her hand on his upper arm, “I think I need to test all your reflexes, John!”
His smile became an eager grin, “All of 'em, huh?”
“Yes, thoroughly.”
John put down his empty glass, “Yes, Ma'am...Doc!”
He cupped her face, then gently slid hid hands back to unpin her hair.
“Kiss me?!”
He brushed her lips with his, “Mmm. Yeah, I will. Patience, Ellie.”
“I'm aching for you to kiss me!”
His lips were nipping at her jawline, “Me too; but I like a slow build.”
“Please...”
“Let's see what you're hiding underneath that starched white coat, huh?”
He dexterously undid all the poppers, then flung her coat open. His mouth actually dropped open.
“Grr!”
Ellie smiled, “You like?”
John's voice was tight with desire, “Oh. God, YES.”
“So...?”
“I'm going to lick you all over!”
“Ohhhh, John!”
He held her head gently, “Speaking of which....” he drew closer, “lips softly parted...yes. Just like that.”
His slightly opened mouth just touched Ellie's, then the tip of his tongue met hers. Ellie groaned and John growled softly. They eagerly slid into a full kiss; tongues sliding and tangling. After several long, drugged kisses, he pulled away.
“So, sexy Doc; have I passed my oral?”
Ellie's head fell back, “Oh, yes!”
John eased her further onto the bed. He sat with his back against the wall at the other side of the bed and Ellie sat with her thighs spread over his.
John grunted contentedly and lustily, “Now this is the best medicine I know!”
Ellie slid out of her doctor's coat, “I think the best test of all your reflexes will happen if you are naked, John Casey!”
“Gah! Yes, Ma'am!”
John/Ellie
AU [possibly slightly less so since season 4] in which Ellie gets the Intersect
1/?
PG to R[ish]
Since the tragic death - at least everyone was convinced he'd died; again - of Stephen Bartowski, Chuck had told Ellie everything. After a short period of freaking out, she'd adapted, coming on board as the resident medical expert and the one who patched up any wounds sustained whilst on duty.
The Government had expanded the Castle facilities to include a fully stocked medical unit and a stay-over suite with enough bedrooms for Ellie, Chuck, Sarah and Casey. Ellie continued working part time at the hospital, although most of her time involved helping Chuck and the others. Devon had declared this 'not awesome' and left. The first few weeks after that, Chuck, Sarah and Casey had spent time comforting her.
Ellie had been particularly surprised by how good Casey had been at helping her. He didn't say a lot, but his hugs felt warm and strong. He'd also insisted on weapons and martial arts training for Ellie, 'just in case, Eleanor'. She'd taken to it surprisingly well, although she packed heat as seldom as possible.
Ellie also instinctively understood many of the medical implications of having the Intersect and helped Chuck as much as possible. She just wished there was an instruction leaflet, or something similar. Ellie regularly wished that their father had left something like that somewhere.
One night, Ellie was in her condo when the phone rang, “Yes? Chuck?”
“Sis, we need your help.”
“What's going on?”
“Casey's been injected with something and neither Sarah nor I understand the medical jargon.”
“I'm on my way.”
Ellie grabbed her car keys and set off.
Chuck sighed, “I tried to flash, honest.”
Sarah nodded, “I know.”
Casey was lying on the Castle table, eyes closed, making soft rumbling noises deep in his chest.
Sarah had her fingers on Casey's pulse, “It's strong enough. He's breathing okay. You know why we can't take this to a regular hospital?”
“Yeah. He's full of some secret formula.”
Sarah smiled softly, “Well, not full, but he got enough to make him like this. The Castle computer has analysed the remaining contents of the vial. Ellie should understand the read-out.”
Ellie came running down the metal stairs in the Castle and went straight to John.
“Okay. Pulse strong, breathing steady. Pupils...responsive. Skin slightly damp to the touch. Right; now the read out. Okay. This compound here will basically knock someone out. Either John didn't get a big enough dose or his physical strength is enough not to go fully under. The second compound will induce temporary amnesia. No actual poison, thank God.”
“So, he'll be okay?”
“Yes, in a day or so. I'll stay with him over night in case he needs further medical assistance. Is there any way we can move him into the Castle bedroom?”
Chuck nodded nervously, “I think so.”
With a little bit of stumbling and awkwardness, the three of them managed to get Casey into his designated Castle bedroom and onto the huge bed.
“Right. Undo his shirt buttons, remove shoes and socks, loosen and take off his belt.”
Casey sighed and visibly relaxed once that was done.
“Anything else we can do, sis?”
“John needs lots of peace and quiet. Please leave us alone for at least a day and a half unless I contact you.”
Chuck nodded, “Of course.”
Sarah smiled, “Chuck and I could use a little 'quality time'”
Chuck was grinning as he and Sarah went off, hand in hand.
Ellie booted up the computer terminal in Casey's bedroom and looked again at the printout. Sometimes a lack of medical knowledge combined with Chuck occasionally not being able to flash helped her to withhold medical data on a need-to-know basis. Chuck and Sarah definitely did not need to be told that there was a third, subtle compound. One that would make John as horny as hell for twenty four hours. He definitely would not want that getting out.
After she'd double checked that John was stable, she went to the kitchen and fixed herself a snack. Then she made a smoothie for John. He'd be thirsty when he woke up and an easily digested fruit mixture would help restore vitamin and energy levels. Ellie also decided to push her and John's relationship firmly towards deeper intimacy. She changed her clothes quickly. Seductive and skimpy lacy black underwear, black stockings and heels, plus her white doctor's coat over the top. Then she set the camera in John's room to 'record' mode.
Ellie's mind skipped back to the first hours after Devon's defection...
Casey was watching when Devon left. The formerly awesome idiot was bailing on the most stunningly attractive woman John had seen in a long time. She was tall, brunette, had killer dimples and legs up to her armpits. Plus, she was the asset's sister. He had an additional reason to watch all that beauty on a daily basis. John waited until the car pulled away and walked over to Ellie's door.
He knocked, gently, “Ellie, it's John.”
The door was slightly ajar, so he carefully stepped inside. Ellie was standing in the kitchen area, face streaked with tears. He walked over quickly and instinctively folded her into his arms.
Ellie's crying stopped. She was enveloped in John's warmth, strength and support. She nuzzled closer instinctively. Why had she never noticed until now that John smelled good? How could he make her feel safe and grounded just by holding her?
John bit back an instinctive groan of lust. Ellie fit in his arms as though she was made to be there, as though she was the missing half he'd been looking for all his life. He could feel her soft breasts against his chest and their pelvises were at the same height. Instinctively he knew with utter clarity that they'd fit together perfectly when making love. His libido and heart were practically yelling the information at him and his cock was rock hard. He shifted slightly, trying to hide the instinctive reaction of his body. He'd long since done the math on their respective ages. Ellie was nearly thirty two, he was forty four. Okay, the age difference between them wasn't insurmountable.
Ellie buried her face closer against John. Here, all her problems vanished and she was aware of only John and herself. He smelled clean, all man - but under that was something far more potent to her - sex. Deep inside her, she recognised on an instinctual level that this was the man she'd been waiting for. Her womb clenched deliciously and her nipples hardened. She'd had a number of relationships, but never felt this before.
John's hands soothed down her back, “I'll be right here, Ellie. Every step of the way, for you and your brother.”
She lifted her head, “Well, help with the divorce would be very welcome.”
“Absolutely,” he wiped the tears from her cheeks, “then carrying on with your gun and weapon training.”
“Thanks. It hadn't been good between Devon and I for some time. I guess I knew this was coming.” She sighed softly.
“Well, I'm not going anywhere if I can help it. Anything you need, just ask.”
“Just be there and more hugs like this, please?”
John's mouth curved slightly, “No worries.”
Over the next months, the initial deep recognition had been ignored by both of them. John was all brisk [and occasionally brusque] efficiency; business-as-usual. Ellie took his cue and buried herself in her work.
A groan from the bedroom led Ellie back to John. She carried the food tray in her hands. Ellie put the tray down and went to John. She felt his pulse.
“It's okay, John. You're going to be all right.”
His eyes fluttered open, “Doc?”
“Eleanor; yes. You're okay.”
“Headache...”
“I'm not surprised. Here, have some painkillers...” Ellie gave John a couple of pills and passed him the smoothie.
John grunted, “Fruit!” He didn't sound very happy about it.
“Trust me, John. You'll start feeling really good very soon.”
“You're lovely, Eleanor.”
Ah, the aphrodisiac was beginning to kick in. John's pupils were dilated and his free hand touched hers.
Ellie curled her fingers around his, “You're pretty handsome yourself, John!”
“Is this my...home?”
She smiled, “Sometimes. You were injected with a cocktail of drugs and I'm looking after you until they are purged out of your system.”
“I'm going to recover.”
“Absolutely. Knock-out drops and a short term amnesiac, plus an aphrodisiac shot; but you'll be fine.”
John's eyebrows flicked expressively, “Aphrodisiac?”
“Yes.”
He began to smile, “Are we...together?”
Ellie smiled, “No, but we could be!”
“You're single, right?” John moved closer.
“Yeah.”
“And I am. I know it.”
“Yeah, you never married.”
His large fingers snagged a lock of her hair with incredible gentleness and slid it through his fingers.
“Silky hair.”
Ellie was entranced by this new, seductive side to John Casey. His warm, eager smile was making her stomach do flip flops and lower down, right where it mattered, there was a slow delicious ache building.
Ellie put her hand on his upper arm, “I think I need to test all your reflexes, John!”
His smile became an eager grin, “All of 'em, huh?”
“Yes, thoroughly.”
John put down his empty glass, “Yes, Ma'am...Doc!”
He cupped her face, then gently slid hid hands back to unpin her hair.
“Kiss me?!”
He brushed her lips with his, “Mmm. Yeah, I will. Patience, Ellie.”
“I'm aching for you to kiss me!”
His lips were nipping at her jawline, “Me too; but I like a slow build.”
“Please...”
“Let's see what you're hiding underneath that starched white coat, huh?”
He dexterously undid all the poppers, then flung her coat open. His mouth actually dropped open.
“Grr!”
Ellie smiled, “You like?”
John's voice was tight with desire, “Oh. God, YES.”
“So...?”
“I'm going to lick you all over!”
“Ohhhh, John!”
He held her head gently, “Speaking of which....” he drew closer, “lips softly parted...yes. Just like that.”
His slightly opened mouth just touched Ellie's, then the tip of his tongue met hers. Ellie groaned and John growled softly. They eagerly slid into a full kiss; tongues sliding and tangling. After several long, drugged kisses, he pulled away.
“So, sexy Doc; have I passed my oral?”
Ellie's head fell back, “Oh, yes!”
John eased her further onto the bed. He sat with his back against the wall at the other side of the bed and Ellie sat with her thighs spread over his.
John grunted contentedly and lustily, “Now this is the best medicine I know!”
Ellie slid out of her doctor's coat, “I think the best test of all your reflexes will happen if you are naked, John Casey!”
“Gah! Yes, Ma'am!”