Fic: Lover Of Mine 9/?
Title: Lover Of Mine
Author: Demeter
Fandom: Women's Murder Club
Pairing: Lindsay/Cindy
Summary: Don't get too comfortable yet.
A/N: Just a small snippet. Well, James Patterson does chapters of that length too. And he owns these characters (lucky him!), except for the annoying Officer Dana Sims who is all mine.
Part 1/ Part 2/ Part 3/ Part 4/ Part 5/ Part 6/ Part 7/ Part 8
"I'm so sorry." Lindsay sounded heartbroken, and even though it pretty much reflected her own state of mind, Cindy couldn't ignore her. After the new facts had been revealed, it was another restless night for both of them. Cindy couldn't seem to find a comfortable position. They both couldnn't seem to find any sleep.
"Why sorry?" she asked, and if it came out a little bitter, she couldn't help it. "Dana was right. You were."
"Not like I wanted to... but at least it's safe now. He's never going to get out."
"You want me to go back to my apartment?" Cindy asked, feeling the whiplash of her emotions going from crowded to terrified within seconds. She wasn't ready.
"No, of course not. You can stay as long as you want to... I want you to."
"You're sure?" After the past few days, this was not how she had imagined this conversation to go. In the dark, Lindsay turned to her. "I've been sure for a long time," she said softly. "I'd just like us to have another place, one that hasn't had any unwelcome visitors."
It almost seemed like a bad dream now to think of Kiss Me Not and the body he'd left in Lindsay's bed. She had disposed of the bed and made the room a storage area. It had been supposed to be temporary.
"I'd like that." And that was really all that had to be said for the moment. At least the laws of gravity were still in action. Once the boundary of pride and fear had been crossed, they were comfortable again, close, lying in each other's arms.
Maybe, Cindy thought with a smile, Lindsay didn't ever have to find out about her conversation with Dana. They'd move on together, from here to better days.
Author: Demeter
Fandom: Women's Murder Club
Pairing: Lindsay/Cindy
Summary: Don't get too comfortable yet.
A/N: Just a small snippet. Well, James Patterson does chapters of that length too. And he owns these characters (lucky him!), except for the annoying Officer Dana Sims who is all mine.
Part 1/ Part 2/ Part 3/ Part 4/ Part 5/ Part 6/ Part 7/ Part 8
"I'm so sorry." Lindsay sounded heartbroken, and even though it pretty much reflected her own state of mind, Cindy couldn't ignore her. After the new facts had been revealed, it was another restless night for both of them. Cindy couldn't seem to find a comfortable position. They both couldnn't seem to find any sleep.
"Why sorry?" she asked, and if it came out a little bitter, she couldn't help it. "Dana was right. You were."
"Not like I wanted to... but at least it's safe now. He's never going to get out."
"You want me to go back to my apartment?" Cindy asked, feeling the whiplash of her emotions going from crowded to terrified within seconds. She wasn't ready.
"No, of course not. You can stay as long as you want to... I want you to."
"You're sure?" After the past few days, this was not how she had imagined this conversation to go. In the dark, Lindsay turned to her. "I've been sure for a long time," she said softly. "I'd just like us to have another place, one that hasn't had any unwelcome visitors."
It almost seemed like a bad dream now to think of Kiss Me Not and the body he'd left in Lindsay's bed. She had disposed of the bed and made the room a storage area. It had been supposed to be temporary.
"I'd like that." And that was really all that had to be said for the moment. At least the laws of gravity were still in action. Once the boundary of pride and fear had been crossed, they were comfortable again, close, lying in each other's arms.
Maybe, Cindy thought with a smile, Lindsay didn't ever have to find out about her conversation with Dana. They'd move on together, from here to better days.