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*pats j*
she has a very bad cold and piano exam/voice today
i pity her immensely
*wanders back to fic*Current Mood:  sick |
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Nov. 11th, 2004 @ 06:59 pm
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*pokes photobucket*
stupid thing, THINK!!!
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hehe i lubb this quote from my KA fic
“Oh it does. It does.” Goreth said backing away from the two women. “You killed my brothers you bitches!”
“Those…things were your brothers?!” Cassie gasped and looked at Odette.
“Well…we’ll be kind. We’ll kill you and so then you can go to Hell and join them there.” Odette growled.Current Mood: sick |
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Chapter 3
Ioan, Brooke, Phoebe and Zoe found themselves at Ioan’s house before Orli or Dom had turned up.
“Never mind. Let’s get you three in and comfy!” Ioan smiled warmly as they climbed out of his car.
“Nice house!” Phoebe grinned as the three girls took in their new surroundings.
“And lovely garden.” Zoe said smiling.
“Why thank you!” Ioan smiled back. “Brooke, aren’t you feeling well?” He said noticing how pale she had gone.
“Wha…I’m alright. Just tired. Though I must say that the coffee at Jerry’s did wake me up a bit.” Brooke smiled.
Ioan raised and eyebrow and walked over to her. “M’lady.” He said, offering his arm to her.
“Thank you m’lord.” Brooke gave a small curtsey and slipped her hand through his arm.
Just as the foursome were heading towards the path that led to the door, they heard a squealing of tyres and turned around.
“What the?!” Brooke said.
The car screeched its tyres in front of Ioan’s house, did a ninety degree turn and sped into his driveway.
Ioan turned pale and shut his eyes, muttering to himself in a language that Brooke assumed was Welsh.
The car skidded to a halt a few mere inches away from the bumper of Ioan’s car. The passenger door opened almost immediately and they saw a dark head emerge. It was Orli…who though he was tanned and olive-skinned, looked awfully pale.
Phoebe quickly moved next to Orli who swayed a bit.
“Oh fuck.” They heard him murmur quietly. “Dom.” He started more loudly to that person who was in the process of climbing out from the drivers side. “Next time you plan on killing yourself, let me know so I can get out of the car before you do. You nearly killed me around ten fucking times in less then five fucking minutes! For Pete’s sake! Have one fucking thought for your passengers.”
“And try not to stop a few inches behind my car either!” Ioan said glaring at him. “You’ll pay the damage if you ever do any!” He put his arm around Brooke’s waist as he really was worrying about the way she was looking.
“Jeez! Sorry dudes! It’s just the way I drive ok?” Dom put his hands up, as if defending himself from verbal abuse.
“Were you taught to drive?” Phoebe said dryly.
Dom nodded, grinning insanely. He walked over to Zoe who put her arm around him and smiled at him. “Idiot!” she said affectionately.
‘Why does Ioan have to have his arm around Brooke?!’ Orli thought, noticing her rest her head on his shoulder and sigh softly. ‘He does have a bloody girlfriend! Why can’t he keep off her?!’
Ioan was worried about Brooke. Very worried indeed. She was so pale he was wondering how she would cope. He kept his arm around her as they walked up the few steps to the door. As they approached the door, it opened revealing a very pretty blonde who smiled towards everyone. Alice met Ioan’s eyes questioning him about the blonde red headed girl who was leaning against him. His puppy-dog black brown eyes pleaded with her to let him explain later. Alice nodded very slightly but then took in the girls looks. She looked like she was about to collapse on the ground.
“Hi Orli…Dom. I heard car tyres squealing so I was coming to see what it was.” She smiled at them.
“It was him.” The white-blonde girl with her arm around Orli said, pointing to Dom. “And he nearly killed Orli in the process.”
“Aw poor Orli. Come in all of you!” Alice said, opening the door wide and gesturing into the house.
“Kitchen!” Dom grinned and shot through the doorway connecting the lounge room to the kitchen.
“Food…” Alice rolled her eyes at Dom’s back.
“Sorry Ali.” Orli smiled sheepishly.
“Don’t worry Orli, isn’t your fault one little bit.” Alice smiled back at him, patting him on the shoulder.
“Isn’t Orli’s problem what? Oh yeah, nice scones Ali!” Dom walked out of the kitchen with a full mouth.
“That he has to put up with some one like you.” Phoebe said grinning wickedly.
Dom pouted and his chin quivered slightly. Zoe noticed, winked to her new friends and walked quickly over to him.
“There there Dommie.” She hugged him. “It isn’t your fault you’re short and worthless.”
Brooke burst out laughing at the look on Dom’s face when Zoe said that.
“Aw…someone’s ego has been pricked!” She grinned.
“Ali…do you mind if Brooke uses our bed until lunch?” Ioan said sidling over to his girlfriend.
“Of course, I’ll run and get it all sorted.” Ali replied and walked out of the room.
Ioan walked over to Brooke and picked her up bridal style.
“What are you doing?” Brooke asked staring at him.
“Taking you to bed.” He replied, nodded to everyone who was staring at him, and walked out of the room.
Zoe started chuckling and gave a wolf whistle. “Must be nice if you know what I mean…oh god! Wrong wrong wrong!!! Ali’s in there too!” And with that she buried her head in Orli’s shoulder and started rocking.
“I’m nice aren’t I? I let the others get the food.” Alice smirked.
“Very! Oi, let me see that.” Brooke grinned and held out her hand for the book that Alice was holding. “Oh! I love that book! I’ve read it well over…twenty times!”
Alice laughed mockingly. “We’re lying on my bed watching TV and reading, while the poor suckers outside of the bedroom are having to get lunch. That we’ll be eating.”
“Let’s watch 102!” Brooke said, holding Alice’s book.
“I’ll shove it in the DVD player.” Alice said and rolled off the bed and half crawled, half walked over to the cabinet next to the television.
“Where are the carrots?” Dom said, taking his head out of the dishwasher.
“In the fridge! I said that a minute ago!” Ioan said rolling his eyes at Phoebe.
“And where are our princesses?!” Dom demanded, glaring at the carrots that were in his hand.
“Brooke’s resting in my room and Ali’s keeping her company. I think they’re watching a movie…judging from the cackles, giggles and laughs coming from the direction of my bedroom.” Ioan poked his head out of the kitchen and listened to the noise that appeared to be coming from his bedroom.
“Brooke does not cackle!” Zoe poked Ioan in the stomach, as she passed into the kitchen from the lounge room where she had been clearing the table that was next to the sofa.
Ioan grinned at her as she poked Dom in the side so she could get at the fridge. “Someone is in a poking mood now aren’t we?”
“Only people that are severely annoying me!” She grinned back at him.
“Oh thanks!” Dom and Ioan sputtered in unison.
“No probs dudes!” she smirked as she grabbed the lettuce and butter out of the fridge and tossed the butter to Phoebe.
“Zoe!” Orli gasped, going down on his knees and grabbing her legs. “Please don’t start talking like Dom! I couldn’t cope! Don’t call us dudes!”
“Mm…no.” Zoe smiled sweetly.
Orli started sniffing and made puppy dog eyes in her direction.
“No!” she said smiling down at him.
He sniffed, stood up and walked dejectedly over to the sink and kept sniffing.
“Sucker!” Zoe murmured, smirking in his direction.
“Hehe! How cute is Digger?!” Brooke cried, grabbing Ali’s hands as her new friend nearly fell off the bed because she was laughing so hard.
“One of the cutest Borzois I’ve ever come across!” Ali laughed.
“Watch it Ali!” Brooke yelled as Ali started to fall off the bed.
A scream echoed through the house and made all five people in the kitchen stare.
“What the?” Phoebe murmured.
“That…came…from…my…bedroom.” Ioan gasped.
As quick as anything, all five people dashed out of the kitchen towards the bedroom.
Zoe, who was the first one to the bedroom opened the door as fast as she could and dashed inside, with the other four on her heels.
They were not expecting the scene in front of them. 102 Dalmatians was playing on the television, and there were two books on the right side of the bed. Ali was on the floor on her back, with the quilt lying over her stomach. Brooke was partially lying on the bed, though she was supporting her top half on Ali with her hands on Ali’s stomach to keep from falling off. Both women were laughing their heads off and both were grinning insanely as well. They looked towards the door as it opened and grinned towards the assembled people.
“Nice of you to join us.” Brooke grinned.
“Hi you guys.” Ali looked at the upside down people grinning.
“What happened? It looks like a hurricane went on the bed.” Phoebe said dryly.
“Twas not a hurricane. Twas a hysteria moment.” Brooke said looking at Ali who nodded and said ‘yes!” very fast.
The five in the doorway looked at one another and then back down at Brooke and Ali who had started laughing again.
“Their faces!” Ali laughed.
“Too good to be true!” Brooke buried her face on the edge of the bed.
“I think they’re slowly going insane.” Dom said slowly.
“Slowly?!” Zoe and Phoebe looked at Dom like he had spouted an extra head.
Brooke and Ali looked at one another and started laughing.
The five people standing shook their heads and turned to walk out of the door when suddenly they heard…
“OW!!!” Brooke’s voice came as Ali started giggling, a high pitched giggling that sounded like she was hysterical.
The five people turned around again.
Brooke had apparently fallen off the bed and had landed on Ali…and she had hit her face on the floor.
“Are you alright Brooke?” Ioan, Phoebe and Zoe ran over to the bed and knelt down.
For a while neither Brooke or Ali spoke or moved. The five people kneeling and standing looked at them worriedly. Then all of a sudden, Brooke and Ali started laughing.
“Brooke?” Zoe asked.
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meh. ive been away from my lij too long havent i? *shrugs*
im not doing too badly and have wormed my way out of a thrashing from someone younger then me. ive FINALLY done as j asked and put some o' 'er pics in my photobucket *pats self*
im also thinking of j coz she has a piano exam AND voice tomorrow *pities her immensely* oh well she gets to be with cute borzois which is always a bonus *pokes them*
so many fic/story ideas so little time. i am now going to give some sound advice for whoever has bothered to read the above. the advice is given by a close friend which i now give to you.
Never stop writing a fic or story in the middle of a sentence. If you died or something bad happened to you for no particular reason that stopped you from writing, no one would know where you were in the story. Always finish off sentences to make sure that if something does happen to you, someone can make the story draw to a close or continue writing.
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my stomach is aching *sniff* *pokes stomach*
anywho........
hm...what do i have planned for tomorrow? nothing...bwah
oh yeah and gemzeh if you read this before i talk to you....hang on...ill send you an email
Oct. 14th, 2004 @ 05:54 am
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started new fanfic. big surprise its for KA.
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The Conquest of the Soul
Prologue
“We have to pull back Callisto! The Saxons are going to kill all of us! Retreat!” Phaedra fought her way to her cousin’s side and yelled the words at her over the storm.
Callisto squinted, stabbed a Saxon and turned back to her cousin. “RETREAT!” she screamed to the storm.
The Amazons heard her and fled into the trees. Callisto and Phaedra were the last Amazons to reach the trees. The last the Saxons saw of the Amazons were a red headed girl and a black headed girl fleeing into the trees, with arrow after arrow raining down through the storm, protecting their retreat.
As the Amazons reached the cliffs past the forest Callisto paused looking out over the ocean. Phaedra made her way over to her cousin, looking in her face for some emotion, knowing Callisto hated to have to admit defeat, especially against the Saxons.
Callisto’s jet black hair was whipping around her face and neck, and she heard her cousin walking up behind her. She hung her head as Phaedra drew close but then as Phaedra put her hand on Callisto’s arm she straightened and looked out to the ocean. Phaedra drew level with her cousin and while the other Amazons slowly made their way to the cliffs, Phaedra’s red hair and Callisto’s black hair streamed out behind them, like they were riding the wind.
Thunder rolled as Europa joined her friends. The rain streamed down, and drenched the clothes of all the Amazons.
“Look!” Europa breathed. “Ships!” She pointed.
“They’re not Saxon either!” Phaedra proclaimed.
“Then…they must be Roman.” Callisto looked puzzled. “Look, isn’t that one of the Roman flags?”
Phaedra, Europa and Callisto looked down towards the ships, feeling like something was about to happen. Something that they wouldn’t be able to control, whatever they did to prevent it.
The rain poured down, making the leather cling even more to their bodies.
“Look! They don’t look like Saxons.” The blonde haired man pointed up towards the cliffs at the many figures, staring down at the number of ships while he looked at his dark headed friend.
“I wonder who they are.” His friend murmured as they squinted, looking through the rain at the cliffs.
A moment later the figures had disappeared and the two men were left wondering if they had imagined it.
Chapter 1
“You know Lancelot; I want to know who those figures belonged to up on the cliffs.” His best friend, Orion, nudged his bay so he was riding along side his friend.
Lancelot frowned. “I’d believe it if you told me they were women – their figures looked too…well feminine to be male.”
“And you’d know how?” Orion grinned at his friend. “Lancelot!” he yelled as that person nudged his horse so he was moved off the path. “Watch it!” He kept yelling pushing the black horse with his hand as hard as he could so Lancelot was moved off the path.
“Orion!” Lancelot yelled, his voice echoing to the trees and beyond.
“Orion!” The three figures that had been crouched down by the roadside had been listening and watching Lancelot’s antics with his friend.
One of the people at the side of the road turned to the two companions and whispered. “I have a plan.” They quickly rose and disappeared into the trees.
“Stop.” Lancelot held up his hand. “I could’ve sworn I just heard movement.”
“Same.” Orion said, looking around curiously. He leapt off his horse and walked to the road side. Lancelot followed suit, one hand resting on the hilt of his sword.
“Lancelot!” Orion yelled from one side of the road. “We can firmly say it was not a Saxon. Well it might have been, but it would be a fairly odd one.” He held up a girdle. “Someone has been here Lancelot.”
Lancelot jogged over to his friend. Orion passed the girdle over to his friend.
“It’s warm.” Lancelot looked amazed.
“Warm?” Orion’s jaw nearly hit the ground. “You’re kidding me.”
Lancelot shook his head and passed the girdle back.
“Oh god!” Orion looked horrified.
“Let’s keep going. But we HAVE to keep our eyes open. We have notice everything going on around us.” Lancelot said, walking back to the black horse that was waiting patiently for its master. He lifted himself easily onto the horse’s back. Orion joined him on his bay and the army started moving once again.
“I have the feeling we’re being watched.” Lancelot murmured, leaning closely to Orion.
Orion nodded and dropped back from the lead and said something softly into the ear of one of the commanding officers.
From one of the trees a woman chuckled watching their every move. ‘Those two dressed in the black leather don’t look to bad…maybe I could seduce them. For our purposes.’ She thought to herself as she ran over to the next tree to keep them in sight.
Chapter 2
The early evening was warm. Most of the soldier’s were lounging around with nothing on their top halves, with just their leather pants and boots on.
Orion, Lancelot and a few of their friends were sitting on logs and stones, poking the fire that they had made, talking, laughing, eating and drinking.
“So do you think you’ll ever want to go back to Rome?” Orion poked Lancelot in the ribs.
“And see those whores? Not bloody likely! I’d prefer to get a palace here…” Lancelot said smirking.
“SHUT UP!!!” Orion yelled and threw a stick at him.
Orion let out a slow whistle. He nudged Lancelot, who had started to fall asleep leaning against a tree trunk.
“Look over there.” Orion said his gaze never leaving the one spot.
Lancelot looked surprised but after he looked, his mouth turned into a big ‘O’.
‘Everything is going to plan.’ Fire danced in the blue eyes. ‘Which one do I want?’
“She may be a Saxon whore.” Lancelot hissed as Orion stood up.
“I’ll be careful.” Orion said grinning. He walked slowly towards the woman who was standing there, watching his every move.
‘I wish the cut wasn’t that deep.’ She thought moving painfully.
Orion saw the pain flash across her face, saw the way she moved, like she was in pain. He quickened his pace slightly.
‘Time to play games.’
As Orion drew near the woman, she moved back slightly, as if she was expecting to be hit.
“It’s alright. I won’t hurt you.” He said holding out his hand.
‘No, but I will.’
“Please.”
‘What? You want me to beg?’
She quickened her pace, never once turning away from him.
“What do you want of me?” her voice was scared, like she wanted to hide away from the world. ‘I never knew I could make myself sound like that, on purpose!’
“I want to help you. Are you in pain? Are you alright? Please! I want to help you!” He said, reaching out, and touching her back ever so slightly, as she moved away from him.
‘Oh my god! That hurts!’ The woman moaned out loud and tried to steady her balance. Orion put out his arms, and caught her as she collapsed into them.
Lancelot had seen what had happened and was already on his feet and running towards them as Orion looked towards him, holding an unconscious woman.
Chapter 3
‘Where am I?’ where the first thoughts Phaedra had as she regained consciousness.
She opened her eyes as she realised there was something on her forehead.
“You’re awake!” came the soft lilting voice.
Phaedra looked in the direction of the voice and saw a tall, handsome dark haired man sitting next to her.
‘He must be that man that was at the lead of that army.’
“Mmmmm….” She moaned.
“I’m Lancelot. Are you feeling alright?” He smiled taking one of her hands.
“I’m Phaedra. My back hurts.” She shivered and yelped.
Lancelot instantly looked concerned.
“What’s the matter?” Orion turned around from the bowl of water he’d been filling.
Lancelot met his gaze looking concerned. “Are you wounded?” he asked, addressing Phaedra.
“My back.” She whimpered.
Orion went to the other side of the bed, and between them, they moved her, so that she was on her stomach.
“Do you mind?” Lancelot and Orion hesitated.
Her only reply was to moan softly.
The two men took that as ‘yes’.
Little did they know, that she was actually plotting in her mind, what was to happen.
‘Callisto would die to be in my position now! Without clothes on their top half! Well maybe she can join in later.’
Lancelot fiddled around with the back of her dress.
“Here.” Phaedra’s hands met Lancelot’s and she shooed him away.
‘Damn. If only that were me.’ Orion said watching as Phaedra un-did her own dress, moved it down her body, so they could almost…’Stop letting your thoughts run away!’
Lancelot and Orion gasped as they saw the cut, running from the back of her neck, running down, ending just above the opened fabric.
Orion walked briskly and picked up the bowl of water.
“This might hurt.” Lancelot said, leaning over Phaedra.
Orion dipped a piece of fabric in the water, and put it over her cut.
Phaedra gritted her teeth and tried to bear it.
Lancelot sat down on the bed by her shoulder and looked at her anxiously. “Are you alright?”
One of her hands touched his thigh, he looked down at it and that hand grabbed one of his hands. She tightened her grip on him.
Lancelot’s free hand smoothed her hair.
“Sshh…” he said soothingly, looking at her wounds with a twisted face that was full of emotion.
“I’ll go now.” Callisto said, her black hair waving in the slight breeze.
“Good luck. We’ll be waiting.” Europa said, giving her friend a hug.
“You look really pretty Callisto. There’s no way they will be able to resist you.” Penelope, another Amazon said.
Callisto smiled at the gathered Amazons and walked through the trees towards a camp.
As Orion turned to tip the bloodied bowl of water outside of the tent, Lancelot felt a hand travel up his thigh. He looked down at Phaedra.
“Phaedra…are you sure you are feeling well?” he said looked curiously at the red mop of hair, wishing he knew the thoughts that were running through her mind.
“Very…” she whispered as she brought her mouth up to meet his.
“Lancelot?” Orion’s voice cut through their kiss.
“Orion.” By now, Phaedra had learnt their names properly. She moved over so she was facing Orion and brought him down so he was lying on top of her. She started kissing him, but when Lancelot tried to move, she put her hand out to stop him.
He moved quickly past her hand and walked out through the tent flap.
‘Damn!’ Phaedra thought, never once slowing down her kissing pace.
“This is where my acting skills come in handy!” Callisto said gleefully to herself, as she watched the young handsome man emerge from the tent looking quite put out.
She emerged from the trees and then started to collapse on the ground.
Lancelot pulled himself together, as he saw another woman emerge from the undergrowth. He started to walk towards her, and started running as she collapsed.
Orion and Phaedra were rudely pulled out of their kiss by Lancelot.
“Orion, look!” He said gasping for breath as his pushed his way into the tent, holding a black haired woman.
“Oh god!” Phaedra gasped. “That’s Callisto! My cousin! The Saxon bastards must have hurt her!” Tears started pouring down her cheeks as she stood up, Orion her support, and walked slowly towards the still body.
‘Good acting!’ Callisto thought.
She let out a soft moan, as a sure sign that she was waking up. Lancelot and Orion looked at her anxiously while Phaedra held her breath.
“Where...where am I? You don’t look much like a Saxon.” She murmured as her eyes focused on Lancelot’s face.
“I’m not my lady. In fact, I intend to fight against them. My name is Lancelot. I understand from Phaedra that you are her cousin.” He said smiling down at Callisto.
“They…they tried to rape me.” Callisto said, gasping for breath, as tears slid down her face. She turned her head into Lancelot’s chest and suddenly remembered that he wasn’t wearing anything on that part of his body. She grinned to herself.
Lancelot felt something wet against his chest, and instantly realized what it was. Callisto was crying.
“Oh Callisto.” Phaedra moved to her cousins side.
Lancelot and Orion couldn’t tell what she said then but it sounded like ‘May gurna neon?’ They couldn’t tell what she had actually said.
Then the reply came back something that sounded like ‘Gwina thorian cardemore.’
“Phaedra, what are you saying? What language is it?” Orion said frowning.
“It’s our dialect. It is compulsory from where we come from to learn the language of the Romans and our dialect.” Phaedra said, avoiding the first question.
“Phaedra, what are you saying?” Lancelot said frowning at her.
“People must not know the dialect, unless they are some way related to one of us, or they are close friends somehow.” Callisto said looking up at Lancelot, who was still holding her in his arms.
“Put her down here Lancelot.” Orion said moving aside so Lancelot would be able to put Callisto down on the makeshift bed that Phaedra had been on.
Lancelot nodded, frowning, and he gently put Callisto down on the bed.
“Why are you two ladies out in the wilderness by yourselves? Do you not have a male companion to protect you?” Orion said frowning at her.
“Male comp…are you crazy? Where we come from, we women and girls protect ourselves. We have no men to protect us anymore, so it is a good thing that we have always learnt to do everything for ourselves.” Callisto said sputtering.
“Apparently we are crazy my lady. Where we come from, women never go out with either a slave, servant, friend or relation.” Lancelot said smiling slightly at the two women.
“Lancelot.” Orion nudged his friend.
Callisto was wearing a torn dress that was showing more skin, than an unmarried man should have seen, apart from his mother or sister. She was not wearing anything on her feet, and what would be her sleeves, were ripped to shreds. Over both legs, the material was ripped up to her hips.
“We would give you some clothes to change into my lady, but there are no women with us so we have no decent clothes to give a lady.” Lancelot said apologetically.
“I would hope you wouldn’t have women’s clothing with you or I might be starting to get very worried.” Callisto smiled at him.
Orion’s hand found its way around Phaedra’s waist.
‘Brilliant Phaedra.’ Callisto thought, smiling to herself. ‘You certainly work fast!’ As Lancelot started to look towards Orion, Callisto cleared her throat and coughed.
“Excuse me…Lancelot. Could I please have some water? My throat is aching.” She said coughing.
Lancelot immediately looked alarmed and disappeared out of the tent. Within moments he reappeared with a cup of water.
“Here, drink.” He smiled at her.
“Thank you.” Callisto smiled back at Lancelot.
“We had best be going.” Phaedra said, braking away from Orion.
“Are you sure you’ll be alright?” Orion said looking at her curiously.
“Us? Of course. We’ll be fine.” Phaedra smiled at him and walking to Callisto.
“With the Saxons all around us?” Lancelot said. “And anytime now, we’ll be forced into fighting them whether we are ready or not. And anyway, my lady was nearly raped by them so it isn’t safe to for you two ladies to be out on your own.”
‘Us? Amazons? The two of us have killed a whole camp full of Saxons. I guess we would be a bit slower because of our wounds but Europa and Penelope are meeting us just inside the shelter of trees.’ Phaedra thought while Callisto said “It is fine. We’ll be fine. Just for you to check that we are alright, would you like us to come back later on tonight when darkness has covered the sky?”
Lancelot was speechless.
“Sure!” Orion said elbowing his friend.
Callisto stood up with Phaedra holding her arm. As the two passed Lancelot and Orion, “By the way, nice chest Lancelot.” Callisto grinned and blew an air kiss to both of the men.
As the wind started blowing, Phaedra and Callisto disappeared into the trees.
“I’d believe it if you told me that they were fairies. Sent to show our desire for a woman. They are too beautiful to be real, though Phaedra definitely felt like flesh and blood.” Orion said standing at the tent flap, staring after the two women.
Lancelot just stared after them.
“That was good!” Callisto said laughing, leaning against a tree and then sliding down so she was sitting on the ground.
“By the way, nice chest! That was brilliant! And the story about nearly being raped…” Phaedra collapsed on the ground laughing hysterically.
“Are you two alright?” Penelope appeared from behind a tree.
“What’s so funny?” Europa said suspiciously.
“Bet you’d like to know wouldn’t you!” Phaedra giggled.
Callisto and Phaedra stood up and took the offered knives from Europa.
“Here you are.” Penelope handed them a bundle which held boots, a skirt and a sort of top.
“Change. We’ll keep watch.” Penelope said.
“It is funny. We’ll tell you on the way home.” Callisto said disappearing into the trees.
Penelope and Europa looked at one another, and burst out laughing.
A few minutes later saw four women, all clad in leather, riding over the plains.
Chapter 4
“You never told us you had clothes like that!” Europa said accusingly as she walked through the door. “Nice shoes!” referring to Callisto’s bare feet.
“You never asked.” Callisto said smiling sweetly. “It isn’t my fault.”
“Sure. Turn around.” Europa grabbed her friend’s hand and pushed her into the centre of the room.
“Why?” Callisto said.
“Because.” Europa pushed her friend. “Go.”
“Fine. I’m going I’m going.” Callisto walked towards the door.
“Not there you idiot.” Europa dragged her back to the centre of the room. “Now turn.”
Callisto rolled her eyes at her friend and turned around slowly.
“Wow.” Europa said slowly.
Callisto was wearing a creamy dress that was off the shoulder. The dress itself was very thin, and was almost see-through – it was in some places. The sleeves were long, and they flared out underneath. The neck line was very low and the bottom of the dress gracefully brushed the floor. There was golden embroidery on it, and the embroidery circled around her waist and turned into a girdle. The side of her hair was twisted back and there were little sprigs of Lavender entwined in it. The rest of her black hair fell down loosely to her waist.
“I would love to see the expressions on their faces after they see you!” Europa grinned.
“I can’t wait to be perfectly honest. Is Phaedra ready yet?” Callisto said, walking towards the door.
“I think so. Penelope was helping her before I came here.” Europa said following.
“What?” Callisto stopped. “You mean that you two were helping Phaedra and I had to get ready all by myself?”
Europa grinned.
“Talk about a beauty.” Penelope said looking up at the doorway, from Phaedra’s bed where she had been lying down stomach first, clutching one of the many pillows adorning Phaedra’s bed.
“I know! I wish I could see Lancelot when he sees our creation of beauty.” Europa grinned.
As Europa said that, Phaedra walked in another door.
“I deem you to be beautiful.” Callisto grinned at her friend as they caught one another’s gaze.
“Turn.” Penelope motioned to Phaedra. Phaedra did as asked and turned around slowly, like Callisto had done shortly before her.
Phaedra was wearing a dark blue dress that had white and black embroidery on it. Her hair was loose around her shoulders and like Callisto, wore nothing on her feet.
“Two beautiful women. I get so emotional when I look and see the younger image of myself.” Penelope sniffed. “Europa…”
Europa walked over to where Penelope sat sniffing.
“Oh god can you believe it? My own precious grand daughters going to sacrifice what should be for their husbands. They’re sacrificing it for no reason as well! How shocking!” And with that statement, Penelope buried her face into Europa’s shoulder.
“Idiot!” Callisto lightly whacked her friend over the back of her head – Penelope was laughing.
“Ow!”
“Didn’t hurt!” Phaedra said, linking arms with Callisto.
“Did so!”
Phaedra and Callisto disappeared through the door way.
“So let me get this right. You will seduce the two men and then so forth and so forth.” Europa said handing Phaedra the reins.
“Definitely!” Phaedra said grinning.
She nudged her grey over to where Callisto was leaning down, talking to Penelope.
“Coming?” she grinned.
Penelope patted the black mare that Callisto was riding and stepped back.
“So Callisto…” Phaedra started. Callisto looked over to Phaedra. “Which one do I get?”
A minute later, birds flocked in numbers to the sky as Callisto and Phaedra galloped on through the forest laughing to one another.
Chapter 5
“Do you think that they actually meant it when they said that they would be back?” Orion said, from where he was lying lazily on the ground beside Lancelot, around the fire.
“Well unless they’re the fairies you insist on saying they are, they probably will.” Lancelot said stretching, the muscles in his stomach contorting as he stretched. “What was that?”
Orion was in the middle of trying to poke Lancelot’s bare ribs but then gave up and settled down to sleep.
“What was what?” Orion opened one eye to look at his friend.
“That…it sounded like a horse neighing.” Lancelot sat up and looked around.
It was pay back time for Lancelot. It just happened to be this time that it was Orion got elbowed in the ribs.
“Watch it you great mindless git! One of these days you’ll hurt me so bad I wouldn’t be able to fight. Therefore pick on someone your own size!” Orion said batting Lancelot’s arm.
Lancelot growled at the back of his throat and stood up.
He started walking over to the forest that Phaedra and Callisto had disappeared into earlier on in the day.
Out of the trees came two horses, bearing two riders.
Orion was woken up by a kiss. He sat up immediately. Kneeling on the ground in front of him was Phaedra.
“Good evening my lord.” She smiled.
Orion smiled and looked past her. Two horses were standing a short distance away from them, one was a grey, Lancelot was standing in the middle holding the reins to both horses, and on the black was Callisto, who when she caught his gaze, smiled slightly and inclined her head to acknowledge him. He looked back at Phaedra who had stood up.
“We have freshened up as you can see.” She smiled walking back towards Lancelot.
‘Does this mean she wants him over me?’ Orion tensed, but then relaxed as she took her horses reins from Lancelot.
“We were about to eat. Would you care to join us?” Orion tried to look calm and collected as he stood up.
“We would be delighted.” Callisto smiled down at him. While Lancelot helped Callisto off her horse, Phaedra enquired “Is there somewhere our horses can get a drink?”
“Yes there is. You! What’s your name?” Orion looked around the camp and called the closest person.
“Arturius, sir.” The young man walked over quickly.
“Arturius. Could you please take these horses and take them to the stream and give them a drink. Don’t forget to un-tack them.” Orion said while Lancelot passed the man the reins.
“Aye, sir.” Arturius moved off with the horses.
“What would you like to do first?” Orion said smiling at Phaedra and Callisto who were standing next to one another.
“Have a look around the camp, if that’s alright with you of course.” Callisto said, putting her arm around Lancelot’s waist.
“Of course.” Lancelot smiled at her.
Phaedra walked over to Orion who held out his arm. “Thank you, sir.” She smiled at him.
“So you came here to get Rome’s old land back?” Callisto said, putting her beer cup down.
“Yes my lady.” Orion said. “Afterwards, most of these soldiers will return to Rome, while new soldiers and inhabitants will come over here.”
“Will you be staying?” Callisto said. Phaedra looked up, her breath held.
“It is highly doubtful my lady. This is just a mere island, and Rome would like to have a bigger empire. Lancelot and I will probably be sent back to Rome, and from there, into the barbaric lands.” Orion said, balancing meat on one leg, and bread on the other.
“So you’re just part of the invasion team?” Phaedra said, while her eyes started glistening.
“Sort of. Though Orion and I will be left until the next batch of ships come.” Lancelot said.
Phaedra breathed in slowly. “Excuse me.” She said. She stood up and walked away slightly and bent her head.
Callisto looked up. “Phaedra.” She breathed. She stood up. “Excuse me.” And walked away.
Phaedra brushed a tear away that was slipping down her face.
‘Why do I have to be like this? I’m an Amazon! Amazon’s don’t cry over something this trivial! I’ll be betting that Callisto will come after me. Fancy, one of the leaders of the Amazons being comforted by her own cousin! It’s stupid! I know she will come after me. Oh, I just want to be alone. If it has to be this way, I’d much rather go back to Rome with the soldiers just so I could be with…Callisto’s coming.’
Callisto followed Phaedra quickly and quietly.
‘Damn!’ Callisto trod on a twig and it snapped. ‘Now she’ll know I’m coming. I bet she’ll be upset at me following her and seeing her looking like this. She might even hate me for it. She better not because I’m just trying to help her. She’ll be upset that as one of the leaders, she won’t want anyone seeing her crying over something like this. I am her cousin so I do have a right to know.’
Callisto knelt beside Phaedra.
“Phaedra…” She put her hand on Phaedra’s back, feeling her cousin’s body shaking and trembling.
“Leave me alone.” Phaedra snapped, moving her body away from Callisto’s hand. “Go away.”
“I’m not about to…in fact I’m not going to. I’m just going to stay here.” Callisto sat down cross legged next to Phaedra.
Callisto could be very stubborn when she wanted to be. She started looking around for flowers. “Oh look! Flowers!” she leaned over and picked around twenty. She sat down and started making a necklace out of them. “I’ll just wait for you to talk to me then.” She smiled at the back of Phaedra, who had flung herself on the ground.
Minutes past, Callisto was content just to sit by her cousin and her friend. Phaedra had calmed down slightly, but still did not want to have to face the Amazon warrior that was sitting on the ground next to her, making a flower necklace.
“Listen…Phaedra. We’ve been here some time now and I really want to go back to the camp. But I am not willing, under any circumstance, to leave you alone here. Phaedra. We have a job to do for the Amazons. We can’t afford to waste time. What is more important to you? Having a broken heart, or having your homeland back. We have to fight for our country. I’m not willing to fight for it without you.” Callisto turned to her cousin. “Please Phaedra. For your sake, our sake, for the Amazons! Remember, nothing can come between us, nothing is supposed to come between the Amazons.”
Phaedra said nothing and did nothing. She knew that Callisto meant what she said and that she would get angry if Phaedra did not respond. She just didn’t want to have to face her cousin, her friend and her fellow warrior with tears streaming down her face. She did not want to have Callisto’s pity.
True to her nature Callisto’s temper quickly changed.
“Damnit Phaedra!” She punched the ground. “Get up! Face the world! You can’t hide! If you are then stop pretending that you’re an Amazon. Amazons DO NOT hide from the world. They fight! They don’t die over a broken heart, they hide their anger until they’re fighting! Especially against the Saxons!” She stood up and from where Phaedra was on the ground, she could tell that Callisto was angry.
Callisto looked down, glared at Phaedra and stalked off.
Phaedra looked up after her and tears started falling down her face even faster.
Chapter 6
‘Why am I so hard on her? I want my own cousin to be happy. I want her to find happiness. Why am I so hard on her? All she wants is to be happy. She really doesn’t deserve all this war – she has such a peaceful and innocent soul unlike me. I’ve always been waiting for war. I’ve wanted to kill the bastards, I’ve wanted the blood, the knowledge that I have fought for my people. She never has. She never wanted to. All she ever wanted to do when we were younger was to pretend that she was married. Not to fight.’ Callisto walked towards the camp unhappily.
“Where have they got to?” Orion said worriedly as he and Lancelot stood up and looked around.
“I don’t know…” Lancelot broke off. “Isn’t that Callisto?”
Orion and Lancelot ran over to the outskirts of the camp.
“Callisto! What’s wrong?” Lancelot kneeled down beside Callisto.
“Nothing. It’s starting to rain.” Callisto looked up at the sky.
“Where’s Phaedra?” Orion was hovering behind the Lancelot.
“Over there.” Callisto nodded.
“You’re freezing.” Lancelot said touching her arm.
“I am?” Callisto smiled slightly.
Lancelot rolled his eyes and picked her up.
“Lancelot, you don’t have to pick me up!” Callisto started protesting.
“I want to though.” He smiled at her.
The two men walked over to where Phaedra was on the ground, Lancelot cradling Callisto in his arms.
“Phaedra?” Orion said, lying beside her. “Phaedra talk to me.”
“Aren’t you getting cold?” Phaedra said, looking up at the shirtless Orion.
“No.” With that one word Orion scooped her up and Lancelot and Orion returned to the camp in silence.
“Oh dear. My dress.” Callisto said pointedly as Lancelot set her down in the tent that they had been in earlier.
Lancelot looked at her dress and nudged Orion.
Callisto was a sight. The beautiful dress was clinging to her body, showing every curve. Orion grinned.
“Aw you’re wet.” Callisto murmured looking at Lancelot’s chest. “Oh yes and nice body. I take it you work often.”
Lancelot didn’t utter a single word as Callisto walked over to him and hugged him.
“You are too.” Phaedra said, and walked over to Orion and kissed him.
Those two did not see Lancelot and Callisto move closer together. Slowly, ever so slowly they kissed.
“I’m cold.” Callisto said, hugging Lancelot even tighter to get warmer.
Lancelot said nothing but hugged her close to his body.
Phaedra looked over and smiled. Though both Phaedra and Callisto had had been born and bred in this country, they were used to facing the winds wearing more clothes. The clothes that they had on at the moment were not suitable – they were still wet from being outside.
Orion and Phaedra were huddled on the other side of Callisto, cuddling each other.
A wind had started furiously. The wind was now rushing around while the rain was dancing heavily on the tent tops. Even Callisto and Phaedra, who were natives to this country, were not expecting a storm like this.
Phaedra, Callisto, Orion and Lancelot were sheltering in Orion and Lancelot’s tent. All four of them were sitting on Lancelot’s makeshift bed.
“I wish I was wearing more appropriate clothes, I would go out and annoy the Saxons so much!” Phaedra grumbled.
“Phaedra. That’s for tomorrow.” Callisto grinned and lightly punched Phaedra.
“What? You want to argue over when we fight them? Huh? Do you want to take this outside bitch? Well?” Phaedra grinned.
“Maybe not outside….” Callisto stood up.
Phaedra joined her standing in front of the bed. She punched Callisto very lightly on the arm. Callisto retaliated by twisting one of her arms behind her back. Ever so slightly she moved the arm up and up. Orion and Lancelot, being onlookers, could not believe that Phaedra was not begging to be let go. Phaedra was just standing there, with a blank expression on her face, looking straight ahead of her.
Callisto suddenly let go of Phaedra’s arm. She sighed and walked over to the entrance of the tent. Her expression had clouded and she closed her eyes, breathing in deeply.
“What’s wrong Callisto?” Phaedra sat down silently between Orion and Lancelot.
Callisto breathed in slightly and didn’t move.
“Callisto?” Phaedra looked worriedly at her.
“Don’t you remember Phaedra? It was this day three years ago…” Callisto shuddered and breathed sharply.
“Three…?” Phaedra looked puzzled.
“Three years ago when the Saxons raided…when they killed all the men…when they kidnapped Europa and Penelope. When you and I went after them…when I was abducted…when…” Callisto stopped and stared out into the storm, tears streaming down her face like the rain pouring down outside.
Phaedra breathed in slightly and buried her face in her hands.
Orion and Lancelot looked from one person to the other, silently watching, while their minds were flying with thoughts.
“Phaedra what are you two talking about? What is ‘this’ day three years ago that you are talking about?” Orion turned to her frowning.
“It’s nothing. Don’t worry about it.” Phaedra sighed.
“It’s nothing?!” Lancelot sputtered. “Callisto. Is. Crying. You. Are. Upset. And. That’s. Nothing?!”
Phaedra sighed. “It’s personal. For Callisto that is so if you want to know, ask Callisto. I have been bound to secrecy.”
‘Thank you Phaedra.’ Callisto thought as she looked out at the rain. ‘Do those memories have to be re-lived? All the brutality, all the stupidity, all the cruelty!’
Chapter 7
Orion and Lancelot exchanged glances.
They suddenly stood up along with Phaedra as Callisto walked backwards a few paces.
“What’s wrong Callisto?” Phaedra said. Callisto looked around at them, and ran through the tent flap. Phaedra cursed. “Come on!” she yelled at the two men.
All three people tried to focus their eyes properly as they fought the storm to stand upright. All of a sudden Callisto was beside them.
“Saxons!” she hissed.
Phaedra and Callisto looked at each other, and in the blink of an eye had knives in both hands. Orion and Lancelot drew their swords and looked around them.
“Move!” Callisto yelled over the wind to Lancelot. Lancelot looked at her trying to hear what she said, and she ran over to him and pushed him away from where he had been standing. Just in time. Had he stayed where he was he would have been dead. Impaled in the ground were two arrows that had been alight.
“How did you know?” Orion looked at her, mouth gaping.
“I just….sensed it.” Callisto said.
“By the way…what are you planning on doing with those knives?” Orion said still gaping.
“Watch and learn.” Callisto smiled, an evil smile.
Lancelot and Orion gulped and prepared to fight.
All of a sudden, Phaedra turned and threw a knife into the trees, seconds later, they heard the sound of a body hitting the ground. Callisto threw a knife to Phaedra while saying ‘I have a spare.”
Phaedra nodded and she and Callisto faced the forest.
“Aaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii” the war cry came up from the forest as a good 20 Saxons appeared.
“Cover me.” Callisto hissed as she walked towards the Saxons.
“Cover…what is she doing?” Orion and Lancelot looked between Phaedra and Callisto in amazement.
“Exactly what she said boys.” Phaedra grinned as she moved so she was standing in front of Orion and Lancelot.
“You’re covering us? A mere woman?” Orion sputtered indignantly.
“Yes! And us two mere WOMEN can do a lot more then you can. We cook, clean, tidy, bear children, teach AND fight which is more then any of you could.” Phaedra spun angrily and pressed one of her knives against Orion’s throat.
Orion spat on the ground angrily. “You? Fight? In your dreams!”
Phaedra rolled her eyes and turned around. “Get ready to fight.” She hissed at Lancelot as she steadied herself. Lancelot nodded and moved so he was beside her while Orion was left behind them.
Callisto smiled grimly as she walked forward. ‘Phaedra has them under control. Now for the Saxons!’ “I’m here boys.” She grinned menacingly at the Saxons who crowded in a semi circle around her.
“Will you look at that? The Romans brought their own fighting whores with them!” A ugly, big Saxon leered at her.
“Watch what you’re saying fatso! I’m no ones fighting machine. Neither am I anyone’s whore! I only sleep with men who I want to sleep with, not them forcing me into anything.” She spat at him. “Otherwise I kill them!”
“Feisty! Reckon boss will want this whore?” The Saxon said.
The Saxons roared with pleasure, Callisto’s answer was to throw one of her deadly knives into the heart of the Saxon. In another blink of an eye, she had pulled the knife out and hissed in a loud voice. “Who’s next?”
Very quickly she disposed of around five more Saxons when she suddenly felt herself being lifted off the ground, and felt cold hard metal being pressed against her neck.
Lancelot, Orion and Phaedra had killed around ten Saxons when they suddenly heard a roar coming from the rest of the live Saxons.
“Shit!” Phaedra said. Lancelot killed another Saxon and looked to where Phaedra was looking. One of the remaining Saxons had lifted Callisto off the ground and had a knife at her throat.
“If you want this bitch to live, drop your weapons! Now!” he yelled.
The three companions hesitated.
“I said now!” he yelled again, this time digging the knife ever so slightly, into Callisto’s neck. Callisto said nothing but a look of pain crossed her face.
Orion and Lancelot started to let go of their swords when “No!” Phaedra screamed.
Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at her.
“We never surrender! Under any circumstances.” She spat as she threw a knife into the gut of another Saxon.
“You’re digging her grave.” The Saxon holding Callisto spat back at her.
“Now!” Europa murmured loudly.
Suddenly a cry came from the tree tops. The Saxons looked around confused, while Phaedra grinned and Callisto smiled slightly.
Two of the Saxons gave a yell as two figures jumped from the trees.
Meanwhile Callisto kicked upwards and knocked the face of her captor.
“Eat dirt!” she hissed as she plunged a dagger straight through his heart.
Callisto and Phaedra moved into action fighting the Saxons. A minute later there was not one Saxon alive.
“Good job I personally think!” Penelope as she stood up from the ground.
Europa and Phaedra agreed loudly with her.
“How can I ever thank you two?” Callisto said walking over to her friends and hugging them.
“That is enough.” Penelope smiled.
“Just as well we were coming to give you new dresses.” Europa grinned. “Looks like you need them!”
Phaedra whacked her over the head and all four Amazons started laughing.
“Orion.” Phaedra turned around and smiled. “Sorry about that, it’s just I didn’t want your beautiful body harmed by Saxons. Or yours Lancelot.” She said as an afterthought.
Orion blushed slightly.
“Are you alright my lady?” Lancelot said anxiously, holding his hand out to Callisto.
“I’ll be alright.” Callisto grimaced, touching her neck.
“My lady?!” Europa sniggered. Callisto glared at her, and Europa returned the glare with an innocent look.
“Here.” Lancelot picked Callisto up bridal style.
“Back to camp!” Orion announced, picked Phaedra up the same way, while Europa and Penelope went on either side of him and linked arms with him.
Chapter 8
“I can’t believe that the storm came and went like that. Overnight too basically.” Orion commented as Phaedra moved closer to him.
“Aye, but it was rainin’ earlier. It always doe’ jus’ before a storm lik’ that. Especially near th’ cliffs past th’ for’st.” Penelope said.
“Cliffs?” Lancelot glanced at Orion and then at Penelope.
“Aye, the cliffs. Why?” Europa said glancing quickly at Penelope and then back at Lancelot. Lancelot glanced at Orion who was busy viewing Phaedra’s body, Lancelot sighed and looked back at Europa.
“When we were coming to dock on the ships, we saw figures up on the cliffs. Strangely enough they looked like women.” Lancelot said.
“Oh really?’ Callisto said looking interested. “Could they have been the Amazons?”
“Amazons? Are you mad? They are mythical figures from long ago, living towards Greece. They cut off their left breast so they can draw a bow and I can assure you that those women up on the cliffs definitely had both.” Orion said suddenly, joining in the conversation.
“Pft! That’s an old wives tale. I mean, I believe in old wives tales but that is seriously a whole lot of nonsense!” Europa said angrily.
“And you’d know how?” Lancelot raised an eyebrow.
“I just do!” Europa said snidely.
“Pen! Europa! Don’t start fighting. Otherwise you’ll find yourself out there.” Callisto nodded outside.
“We were just going anyway. We’ll be waiting." Penelope said pointedly, standing up and giving a wide smile.
“Yes going. We’ll see you later.” Europa said smiling as she stood up and linked arms with Penelope.
“Bye.” Callisto and Phaedra chorused.
“Oh...goodbye!” Lancelot and Orion managed to say before looking back at Phaedra and Callisto.
Phaedra licked her lips as her two friends disappeared.
“I’m thirsty.” Callisto said winking at Phaedra. “No don’t get up Lancelot. I’m sure the men will show me where to find the things so I can have a drink. I’ll be back.” She smiled and disappeared out of the tent.
Orion smiled widely as she disappeared, but then it became smaller as he realized his best friend was still in the tent with them. Lancelot saw his look and rolled his eyes.
“Don’t mind me.” Lancelot said, standing up, walked over and started to polish one of his swords.
Phaedra bit her lip. “Lancelot.” She cooed. She stood up, smiled at Orion and walked over to Lancelot. “Don’t feel left out. That’s the last thing I want you to feel.”
Lancelot stiffened as he felt her hands weave their way under his arms so she was hugging him from the back.
“Put that down.” She growled softly, tapping the sword and the cloth he was holding. He kept holding it so she gently eased his hands open and moved the sword and cloth onto the nearest table. One of her hands slowly moved down his front, all the way to his thigh while the other hand snuck its way up to his neck then into his hair. “Relax.” She moaned ever so slightly. She bent her head down slightly and started kissing his back. She moved her way up so she was kissing his neck. Lancelot surprised even himself when he moaned ever so softly. Phaedra moved her whole body so then she was standing in front of Lancelot, she wound both arms around him and started kissing him.
“Aw…” she looked over at Orion who was standing behind the two of them, with puppy dog eyes. “Come here.” She motioned to him. Orion moved fairly quickly so that Phaedra was sandwiched between the two men. Lancelot started kissing her neck and became acquainted to her body with his hands. Phaedra and Orion started kissing and his hands acquainted himself to the front of her body.
Phaedra moaned. This truly was one of the first times that people had kissed her without being rough. Both men were excellent kissers and both of them kissed like they truly loved her. Whether they did or not Phaedra didn’t really mind. She hadn’t been kissed for almost three years.
“Thank you.” Callisto smiled as she handed the cup back.
“My pleasure.” Arturius smiled back at her. “By the way, are our commanders alright?”
“They’re perfectly fine.” Callisto said. “Oh yes and Lancelot asked for them to be left totally alone. Under no circumstances are they to be disturbed. Understood?”
“Yes, perfectly.” Arturius gave her a salute as she disappeared. “Disturbed eh?”
Lancelot was enjoying himself a lot. Phaedra was definitely enjoying the attentions of both Orion and Lancelot. She was moaning basically every second now, her heart was pounding and leaping. Lancelot suddenly jumped as he felt lips on his neck.
“Relax.” A soft voice murmured in his ear. He recognized the voice as Callisto’s. She wrapped her arms around him and continued to kiss him.
He broke away from Phaedra and turned around to face the other bewitching beauty.
Lancelot pushed her gently onto his bed and continued to kiss her.
Meanwhile, Orion was making up for Phaedra’s loss of Lancelot. He was kissing every part of her body that he could reach and Phaedra was enjoying it.
“Orion…” she shivered as he moved her dress so that one of his hands found its way up her leg.
“You want me to stop?” he whispered into her hair.
“No.” she whimpered, arching her stomach against his.
Callisto pulled Lancelot gently so he was right on top of her.
“I know we barely know each other but I think I love you.” She whispered in his ear.
Lancelot looked down at her. “I think I do too. And to seal a promise.” He leaned down and kissed her.
“Seal what promise?” she asked.
“That I will never leave you no matter what.” He said kissing her neck.
“Well are you part of the ‘raiding’ party or not?” she said looking at the mop of dark hair resting on her neck. “Oh lets not squabble.” She kissed his head. “Look at Phaedra and Orion!” She grinned slightly. Lancelot rested his head on her bosom and looked at them.
“Makes the perfect couple.” He smiled.
“Aye, that they do.” She smiled in amusement at her friend.
Phaedra and Orion suddenly became aware of people watching them. Orion slipped his hand out from under Phaedra’s dress and looked over her shoulder.
Phaedra looked too and her heart nearly melted.
Lancelot was resting on top of Callisto’s body and had his head on her bosom. Callisto’s hair was spread across one of the pillows and was smiling a small smile, a secret smile. A look which Phaedra had only seen on her friend three times before. All the times being when she had been pregnant.
“Would you like us to leave?” Lancelot purred.
“We’ll leave.” Orion smiled at him. Orion and Phaedra moved towards the entrance of the tent.
“Phaedra,” Callisto started. “Don’t do anything dangerous.” She smiled slightly as Phaedra glared at her and pulled Orion out of the tent. “Good luck!” she called. Her answer was the wind wailing in the trees.
“I don’t think she actually likes you.” Lancelot commented burying his face in Callisto’s neck.
Callisto laughed, but it quickly turned into slight moan.
“I can’t believe that they were watching us.” Phaedra was blushing furiously. She and Orion had disappeared into his tent which was on the opposite side of the fire that was outside Lancelot’s tent. Amazingly, they had managed to get there without anyone actually seeing them.
“It isn’t like they’d mind.” Orion laughed. “Lancelot’s pretty much like me when he gets going.”
“Is he indeed? Callisto is so lucky then!” Phaedra said.
“Yes indeed. Now let’s stop chatting. Time to have fun.” Orion growled, lifting Phaedra off the ground and carrying her over to his bed.
Chapter 9
For some reason, Callisto found that every time Lancelot touched her, her body seemed to tingle and it would feel like her skin was on fire. She arched against Lancelot’s hand as it moved down her back slowly.
Lancelot smiled. Callisto really was a bewitching person. He knew that she was loving every single second that was passing. He was enjoying every single second of it as well – he had never been with a woman like Callisto before. She really was a bewitching beauty who knew what she wanted and when she wanted it and he really did love her.
He fondled her hair with one hand as he kissed her neck. The other hand moved down her stomach, down onto her thigh and back up again.
“Lancelot…” She arched against his every touch.
“What?” He nipped the lower part of her neck gently.
In response she groaned and her breathing became faster.
“What?” He nipped her neck again. “I’ll keep doing this harder and harder until you give me an answer.”
“Just…don’t stop!” She moved her legs so she was trapping his legs under hers.
Lancelot grinned and rested his head just under her neck, his hands entwining themselves in her hair. “Do you know the number of times I have heard stories about these bewitching women in Briton when I was still in Rome?” he said softly.
“No…” Callisto sighed. “Tell me about the stories.”
“The stories…they are all about four women. The most beautiful women in all of history, and probably the most beautiful women that there will ever be, every man in Rome was forever jealous of those that were sent here to Briton, as it is told that the women lived here. The four women lived in four different castles – their own places to call home. One of them was a leader. She was the most beautiful of all women, and the most feisty, temperamental and bewitching one as well. She did not have a weapon that she preferred to use as she always had knives, at least one sword, and a bow and arrows. She was a seer of the future, and was also a healer. She was known as the Lady of the Night because she could always be counted upon to be seen at night. Another of the Ladies, was her own family. The Lady of the Storms. A red-headed beauty. She was known for seducing men and making storms start. Her preferred weapon was a sword and whenever there was a storm, men would see her figure on cliff tops, looking out over the endless ocean, her hair whipping around her face. Then there was the Lady of the Dawn. She supposedly had white blonde hair that went past her shoulders. Apart from the Lady of the Night, she was the most bewitching woman, and a temptress in her own right. Men adored her and would do anything to spend a night with her. She also was a healer, and could make anyone feel better by just being near them. The last woman was the Lady of the Depths, she was a brunette. She could raise anyone from the depths of despair, anger, or death. She could also lower people to those depths. She could and would seduce man after man and never bear a child. All the stories are based around these women.” Lancelot confirmed, hugging Callisto tightly against his body.
“Sounds interesting.” She murmured, closing the gap between them even more. “Tell me one of the stories.”
“Well…” Lancelot pondered. “There are many. There’s one, though I don’t really remember how it goes. About when the Lady of the Night was kidnapped by Saxons. She begged and begged to be let go, but they whipped her. And then they raped her. Over one hundred Saxons raped her in one night. It took a month for the other Ladies to find her. When they did she already had a full stomach and was locked up in a tower with a luscious bed, but not much else in the room. The Saxons tried to stop them from leaving claiming that ‘Our lady is bearing a child. She must stay and bear it.’ All four Ladies knew that any child that they bore, would be powerful. They fought their way through the Saxons. Unfortunately, as the Ladies were magical, the Lady of the Night, started having labour pains. They made their way quickly to a dark forest, and while the Lady of the Storms started a storm around the forest for the Saxons, the Lady of the Night started the actual labour. As soon as the Lady of the Storms returned, the other three Ladies put their energy into the Lady of the Night as her energy and will to live were fading. After a while, they knew that the Lady of the Night was going to die. Unless something drastic was done. They combined their energy and sent it directly to the heart of the Lady of the Night. She survived, but her child was never born – she just had labour pains for over a day which meant that they could not move from the forest.” Lancelot finished, burying his head in Callisto’s neck.
Callisto shivered but smiled as Lancelot looked at her anxiously.
“Are you alright?” he asked, looking at her with concern across his face.
“I’m perfectly fine.” She laughed. ‘I wish I could be. If only you knew.’ She pulled Lancelot’s face closer to her and kissed him. “I think I love you Lancelot, commander of the Romans.”
“You do?” he whispered.
“Yes. Do you?” She whispered, and kissed him on the lips.
“I wonder…” he said softly. Lancelot dipped his head gracefully and kissed Callisto on the lips. He moved slowly down to the nape of her neck.
Callisto smiled slightly, and ran her fingers through his hair.
Lancelot’s hands trailed down her sides, down to her thighs and back up again. He lifted her slightly off the bed and moved his hands underneath her back.
“Lancelot…” She moaned.
In answer Lancelot nipped her neck gently, and then returned to making a trail of kisses down to her belly button.
Chapter 10
Phaedra moved her head further towards Orion’s neck as she slept. Orion moved so he could look at her. Phaedra felt movement and opened her eyes slightly, squinting away from the opening of the tent.
“Orion?” She said softly.
“I’m right here.” He murmured close to her ear.
Phaedra moved around so that she could see him. “I’ve known this for a while Orion, Commander of the Roman Invasion, I love you and will never let you go.”
Orion’s heart dropped. “I love you too. I never want to let you go.” He pulled the fur blanket further up his chest. “You feel cold.”
Phaedra nodded and moved as close as possible to Orion. She let one arm drop over his side and she put her head on his upper chest. “I wonder about Lancelot and Callisto. I really do wonder if Callisto is sleeping with him to spite someone. I saw a wild look in her eyes earlier, and I wouldn’t be surprised if that is what happens.”
“Lancelot is a real womanizer.” Orion commented. “Though both I and his friends think that he should get himself a wife. Could be good for him.”
“And you aren’t?” Phaedra said, hugging Orion closer to her.
“Aren’t what?” Orion looked at her puzzled.
“A womanizer. Silly. But I love you anyway.” Phaedra smiled softly.
Orion stared at her. “Womanizer?! Me? Let me demonstrate how I could be!” he rolled on top of Phaedra and glared down at her.
Phaedra laughed and kissed the top of his head, Orion was kissing her skin all the way down to her belly button. She shivered.
“Orion…” She looked down at the fur blanket that was moving.
Chapter 11
As the sun struck its first rays over the horizon several hundred men looked and smiled. In two tents however, that was not the case.
“Sir it’s time to…” Arturius walked into Orion’s tent and grinned.
Orion was lying on his back, his chest exposed to the rays of the sun, wit h one of Phaedra’s hands thrown over his chest. Her other hand was clasping Orion’s left hand, while his right was under Phaedra’s body. They looked the perfect couple.
“I’ll leave them be a little longer.” Arturius grinned again and walked out of the tent quietly.
Instead of waking one commander, he walked to the other commander’s tent.
“Sir. Orion was…ahem…busy when I tried to wake him and…” Arturius stopped for the second time in the middle of a sentence. ‘They definitely have an effect on the fairer sex.’ Arturius thought as he studied the scene.
Lancelot was on the bed, while Callisto completed the portrait of ‘happy couple’ by lying on top of him face down. Lancelot’s hands were thrown over her waist. Callisto’s left hand was tangled in Lancelot’s hair, while her right hand was not visible. ‘Under the covers.’ Arturius thought smiling.
As he moved slightly, Callisto’s eyes moved under her eyelids and she moaned softly.
“Is it already…oh…good morning…Arturius wasn’t it?” She said looking up.
“That is right my lady. Good morning to you.” He said bowing slightly.
“Please, call me Callisto.” Callisto smiled warmly. Realizing she was lying on someone she looked down and saw Lancelot. “Lancelot.” She purred, close to his ear. “Wake up my darling.”
Lancelot stretched without moving his hands, and looked up. “This is a pleasant sight. What I would give to see this sight in front of me every morning!”
Callisto grinned and then nudged him, looking towards the young soldier, standing looking unashamed, just inside the tent opening.
“Oh yes. Good morning Arturius. I thank you for waking me. Pray tell me. Is Orion up?” He smiled at the soldier.
“Nay sir. He is asleep with the other lady you call Phaedra beside him.” Arturius said looking into Lancelot’s eyes.
“This is something that I cannot miss.” Callisto giggled slightly. She reached out and took her dress from down beside the bed and drew it under the blanket. She then somehow got it on her and stood up. “Coming my knight in leather?” She looked down at Lancelot.
“Your every wish is my command!” Lancelot said, as Callisto passed him his leather boots and pants.
A few seconds later saw Arturius fully dressed, Callisto with a mere rag of a dress, and Lancelot with no top, dressed in black leather emerge from the tent.
“Come on.” Callisto said giggling, took hold of both their hands, and she pulled them across to the tent opposite.
“Aw!” Callisto put her head on Lancelot’s shoulder. “Isn’t that sweet?”
Arturius grinned and nodded while Lancelot blushed and quickly agreed with Callisto. Phaedra and Orion had not moved from their positions that they had been in when Arturius had come to wake his commander.
Arturius, Lancelot and Callisto looked at each other, but suddenly looked at the bed when they heard a scream.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing here?” Phaedra said glaring at the three people in front of her.
“Nothing, nothing…well hang on. Enjoying the view that’s all.” Callisto grinned.
Phaedra glared and threw her pillow at her cousin.
“Wow! Aren’t I so special?! A pillow!” Callisto caught it and gave Phaedra a curtsey.
All three men – by this stage Orion had woken up – started laughing.
“Come on.” Lancelot said. “They obviously want to be left alone.” He emphasized the word ‘alone’, put one arm around Callisto’s waist and nodded to the tent opening at Arturius.
As the three left Callisto could not help herself, and called back to Phaedra. “You look really embarrassed!”
The minute the three people had got out of throwing range from the tent they burst into laughter.
“You’re horrible my lady!” Arturius laughed.
“Thanks!” Callisto grinned widely.
Lancelot just grinned as this exchange took place.
“Arturius…could you check on Callisto’s horse. And Phaedra’s?” Lancelot said kindly.
“Aye m’lord. Oh and m’lord?” Arturius paused. “Would you like another wake up call in an hour?”
Lancelot and Callisto burst out laughing.
Phaedra stretched and looked at Orion.
“We had better get up.” She yawned.
“Damn!” Orion said softly, closing the gap between him and his lover and kissing her softly on the lips.
Phaedra pulled Orion over her body and kept kissing him. “Now.” She murmured.
Orion closed his eyes, groaned and rolled off Phaedra.
As Orion sat on the edge of the bed Phaedra slipped her arms around him.
“We still have some time.” She whispered.
Orion turned with a grin, kissed her and they fell on the bed together.
Callisto prodded Lancelot.
“I wonder if the lovebirds are up yet?” she said dryly.
“Doubt it.” Lancelot kissed her.
“Let’s make sure.” Callisto grinned.
They upended the bed, put clothes on quickly and ran for the entrance.
Laughing, Callisto and Lancelot found their way out his tent.
“Good morning sir!” Came the voices from a dozen soldiers who were seated around the glowing embers of the fire.
“It’s a very good morning my men!” Lancelot smiled, keeping one arm around Callisto’s waist.
Every single one of the soldiers sniggered as Callisto started blushing.
“Have you seen your other commander or my cousin yet?” Callisto asked, trying to look serious but failing miserably.
“No m’lady.” Came the reply back.
Callisto grinned. “We beat them!”
“It isn’t that hard to beat Orion when he has a woman, especially in his bed.” Lancelot laughed, kissing Callisto on the cheek.
“Will we be moving the camp today sir?” Arturius asked, stretching.
“I don’t think so. We might just stay here for a day or two. No point in rushing things is there?” Lancelot replied, sitting down next to Arturius with Callisto at his side.
“There isn’t sir.” Arturius grinned at Callisto who grinned back.
“Good afternoon!” the chorus of fourteen voices came as Phaedra and Orion stumbled out of Orion’s tent.
“It’s afternoon?” Phaedra moaned, clutching her head.
“Absolutely you two lovebirds! Lunch?” Callisto grinned and nodded her head towards the fire.
Phaedra glared daggers at her cousin and sat down on Orion, who had sat down next to Arturius.
“I thought we could stay another day here. No point moving at the moment.” Lancelot said pleasantly, trying to cover a smirk.
Orion batted Lancelot with one arm while he kept the other around Phaedra’s waist.
“Be careful Lancelot! He could hurt you severely!” Callisto pulled Lancelot towards her and hugged him close.
Everyone, save Orion and Phaedra burst out laughing.
They just grinned and hugged each other.
“Callisto…no point in going anywhere for a while is there?” Phaedra said lazily, looking over at her cousin who was lying on top of Lancelot and talking.
“No point whatsoever!” Callisto grinned at Phaedra who was lying on top of Orion.
“We’ll just stay right here then.”
“Absolutely!”
Phaedra and Callisto curled up on their lover’s bodies and closed their eyes.
“Let us know if something exciting happens.” Phaedra yawned.
“Like the Saxons attacking or invading or raiding or something.” Callisto buried her face in Lancelot’s shoulder….
A few minutes later saw two women, fast asleep on top of two men, who were lying around a metre apart in the shade talking quietly.
Chapter 12
“Saddle our horses!” Europa yelled loudly.
Penelope and Europa flew down a flight of stairs to the courtyard, jumped onto their horse’s back and galloped through the gate.
In the courtyard, Verona turned to her companions and said. “Let’s hope to God that they reach our leaders in time.”
From up in the castle a shriek echoed, Verona turned worriedly. “That’s Lavinda…” and hurried off.
Europa and Penelope heard the shriek and looked at one another. Simultaneously, they urged their horses to go at break-neck speed over the hills.
Ten miles away a camp full of soldiers and two female worriers were having great fun.
Beer and food all round. Dancing and feasting. Right at the centre of all the fun were Orion and Phaedra, dancing close, listening to the soldiers laughing and carrying on like children. Lancelot and Callisto sat together, quietly murmuring to each other, a great comparison to the rowdy soldiers.
Callisto shivered and looked to the sky.
“What’s wrong?” Lancelot said softly.
“I have a feeling something is not right. And that something terrible is about to happen.” Callisto replied.
Lancelot hugged the now cold and shivering Callisto. He looked at her anxiously. “Hush now. Everything will be alright.”
“I hope. I just can’t shake this feeling!” Callisto said softly.
“Sir!” A soldier ran up behind Lancelot.
“Aye…what is it?” Lancelot said half turning around to look at the man.
“Two horses sir. With riders….they appear to be women sir!” The soldier said, almost nervously.
“Thank you.” Lancelot said. “No, no one worry about them.” He turned towards Callisto as he said those words – she had sat bolt upright, her eyes wide with alarm.
“It can’t be…” she whispered, her face paling to liken that of a ghost.
“What?” Lancelot started.
Callisto stood up and almost ran towards Phaedra and Orion.
“Phaedra!” She called.
Phaedra looked towards her cousin. “What…” She never finished the sentence.
At that moment, two horses burst into the clearing. Soldiers looked on in awe as the two riders catapulted gracefully off their mounts so they were standing in front of the two women.
“Callisto…Phaedra…it’s Lavinda. She’s started early. Verona’s with her but we need you.” The blonde-haired woman said.
Lancelot and Orion gasped in recognition. It was Penelope and Europa.
“Oh god.” Phaedra mouthed staring at Penelope who had spoken.
“We have to leave. Now.” Callisto said, raking a hand through her hai
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Remember Me Forever
Part 1
Chapter 1
“Pillowfight!!!!!! You can’t get me…sucked in! Haha!”
“I hate you Jenn!!”
“Oh diddums Gemz….diddums.” Jenn stuck her tongue out at Gemz who immediately sat down on her bed and looked at Jenn.
Gemz turned around to her pillow and started to cry. Jenn looked at her and started laughing.
“You could be Gandalf’s wife as you are SO talented at acting darling!” Jenn stood up, stretched and threw the pillow across the room so it hit Gemz on the head.
“Ow! Jenn! You are going to pay for that!” She jumped up and ran after Jenn who had flown from the room.
Jenn flew like the wind across the hallway and into the lounge room.
“Seriously, if you want to be able to have my furniture when I die, be nice know…otherwise you will regret it my dear.” Jenn grinned from the opposite side of the sofa.
“I’m going to take a shower you absolute pest. Call me in two hours.” Gemz sauntered out of the room after giving Jenn a glare.
“Two hours…two hours. What do you think I am? An alarm clock?” Jenn started muttering to herself and then stopped. A grin spread over her face. She ran towards the bathroom and tapped on the door. “Do you want coffee with that?” She yelled over the running water. All she could hear was a growl. She walked towards the kitchen chuckling to herself.
20 minutes later saw Jenn rinsing a bowl, plate, cup, glass, spoon and knife in the sink. Gemz was still not out of the shower.
“Well I know who’s going to be paying the water bill this time.” She muttered. “Ouch! I always do that when I’m annoyed.” Jenn looked down at her toe, which she had just stubbed on the edge of the sink. She sank down on one of the chairs near the sink and buried her face in her hands.
Suddenly the Danube waltz started from the lounge room.
“Who’s this going to be this time?” Jenn groaned as she stood up and stumbled towards the lounge room. “This is Jenn of Gemz and Jenn the ebil, evil and insane society speaking, how may I help you?” She picked up the phone and glared at it.
“Ebil? Evil? Insane? I never knew Gemz was that. Oh, you must be her housemate Jenn. I’m Orli. Could I please speak to Gemz?”
“Oh she is and more. Yeh, I’m Jen. Hi Orli. Um……she isn’t in a fit state to talk to anyone.” She grinned as she fiddled with one of the cushions on the sofa.
“Really?” She could almost see this Orli grinning back down the phone at her. “And why not?”
“She’s in the shower. Without any clothes on at all.” Jenn stood up and looked evilly towards the bathroom.
“Oh really?”
“Yup…and so I highly doubt she’d want to talk to you at the moment.” Jenn walked towards her room.
“Hhmm…could you possibly tell her that I rang. And ask her to ring me back? Please?” Jenn could tell that this ‘Orli’ was chuckling.
“I COULD tell her but do I want to? I don’t think so! What will I get for doing this for you?”
“Um…pretty please…what would you like in return? A signed autograph from me? What?”
“A signed autograph? What the hell are you on about?”
“I’m Orlando Bloom. Legolas in Lord of the Rings, Will Turner in Pirates of the Caribbean, Paris in Troy. Don’t you know who I am?”
“Of course I know who you are! But why would you think I’d want YOUR autograph.” Jenn said stuttering with...not exactly rage.
“I don’t know. Please ask Gemz to ring me asap. Please.”
“I guess I can ask her. But I won’t tell her.”
“If you want.”
“Ok then.”
“I’ll talk to you later then.”
“I guess so.”
“Who are you talking to Jenn?” Gemz had walked into the room.
“Oh…a friend of yours.”
“Excuse me Jenn? Who are you talking to?” Orlando was definitely puzzled.
“Gemz, I’m talking to Orlando. Orlando, I’m talking to Gemz.”
“’Really?” came the two voices at once. “Can I talk to her?” “Can I talk to him?”
“Um…yes I suppose you can. I guess.” Jenn grinned at Gemz. “And don’t ask him what I first said about you. I’m serious.”
She handed the phone over to Gemz, with what could be called reluctance. “I’ll be in my bedroom reading if you want me Gemz.” And she walked out of the lounge room.
“Hey Orli! How are you? I’m sorry I didn’t get to the phone earlier, it’s just that I was in the shower.”
“Hey Gemz. I’m ok, though highly amused by your friend. I did know you were in the shower. She did tell me.”
“What do you mean…told you?” Gemz face turned from one that was amused, to a very angry face as she listened to Orlando’s voice.
Jenn was sitting on her bed, enjoying the book she was reading, when she suddenly heard her name being shouted from the lounge room.
‘Oh god!’ Jenn thought. “What?” She yelled.
“Did you tell Orli…..that I was in the shower without any clothes on?” Gemz stalked into her bedroom.
“Um…” Jenn looked around and sat up. “I’ll get back to you on that one ok?”
“No it isn’t!” Gemz yelled.
“Meep…” Jenn slid of the bed.
Chapter 2
“What’s up bro?” Sam looked into her lounge room which contained her younger brother Orlando.
“Wha…? Oh nothing Sam.” He looked back at the magazine he’d been flicking through, sighed, and threw it down onto the sofa.
“Yes little bro. Shove.” As Orlando moved over, she sat down beside him. “Now. What are you thinking about?”
“Nothing much. Really.”
Sam raised her eyebrow and glared at Orlando. “Yeah right.”
“I was just thinking about a conversation I just had with Gemz.” Orlando looked sideways at Sam, who looked at him. “I talked to her ‘best friend’ according to Gemz, her name is Jenn, Jenn is her housemate.”
“What about it?”
“Oh nothing.” Orlando looked at his hands.
“Ok then. If you want to talk to me I’ll be making lunch.” She stood up and looked at Orlando. “And Orli…” as he looked at her, she continued, concern echoing in her voice. “I’m here for you. Remember that. I’m the older sibling…the one you can confide to.”
Orlando looked up at her and grinned.
“Ok big sis!”
As Sam left the room, the phone rang. Orlando’s heart leaped as he heard the phone, he picked it up.
“Hello?”
“Hey dude! Is Sammy there? I need to talk to her. Urgently. It’s you know…private.”
Orlando recognized Billy’s voice over the phone and smiled.
“Sure Billy boy. Private, eh? Sam!!! It’s Billy! He wants to talk to you!”
“Coming!” she yelled back.
As she took the phone from Orlando and blew him a kiss, he sighed and walked to the window and stared down into the busy streets of London.
Chapter 3
“Hurry up! Can’t you hurry Jenn?” Gemz glared impatiently at her friend as Jenn brushed her hair.
“Obviously not. Anyway, why is it so important that we hurry anyway? It’s just a nightclub!” Jenn glared back at Gemz in the mirror.
“It’s because Orli’s going to be there! And he’s bringing Sam and Billeh, and other friends! Hurry up! Oh here! How do you want your hair done?” she snatched the brush out of Jenn’s hand and stared at her head.
“Um…however. What do you think would suit me tonight?” Jenn grinned up at Gemz.
“Down, with a part.” And with that last remark, Gemz started brushing Jenn’s hair.
“Where’s Gemzy? She should be here now, shouldn’t she? And what was the name of the other chick she was bringing? Janette? Janet? Janelle?” Billy looked at Orlando through the flashing lights.
“She should be here any time now. Jennifer you idiot! Her nickname is Jenn.” Orlando rolled his eyes in the direction of Billy and Sam.
“You’re acting nervous Orli. Relax.” Sam smiled over in Orlando’s direction.
Orlando glared at her in the dark.
“Aw…has someone got a crush Orli?” Orlando would swear in front of court that Dom was grinning…even though he had his back turned on Orlando.
“You have a girlfriend man!” Viggo glanced at Orlando.
“Yeah, don’t cheat!” Elijah patted Orlando’s hand.
“Who said I was cheating?” Orlando snatched his hand away from Elijah and glared at him.
“No one was.” Sean said looking at him sideways.
“All of you guys! Chill!” Liv looked at them all, “Sam is the only one with her head still on the right way at the moment!”
“Thanks Liv!” Sam and Liv exchanged grins.
“Is that the group?” Jenn pointed past all the dancing couples.
“That’s Orli, Sam and Billeh alright! Oh my god! It’s Dom Monaghan!” Gemz turned white.
Jenn started laughing and pulled Gemz through the crowd.
“No wait! Let me get more mak……….Jenn!” Gemz said trying to unsuccessfully pull away from her friend.
“Jenn!” Orlando looked up to hear that word being screamed across the nightclub.
“Gemzy!” Billy yelled! “Wassup?”
“Oh my god!” Gemz stuttered.
“Gemz is embarrassed.” Billy murmured.
Gemz glared at Billy.
“And this must be Jennifer. Pleased to meet you.” Sam said holding her hand out.
“Thank you. You must be Sam. I’ve seen your photo before.” Jenn said shaking Sam’s hand.
“Was it a bad photo?” Sam looked anxiously at Jenn.
“No! You were kissing Billy Boyd!” Jenn grinned at her.
“Gemzy!” growled Billy.
“What?” Gemz asked. “Stop calling me Gemzy and I’ll stop showing that picture to Jenn.”
“Stop?” Billy sputtered.
“Oh yes I’ve seen it heaps of times!” Jenn grinned. “Oh, hey Chris! Didn’t see you!”
Jenn turned around and gave someone a huge bear hug. Gemz started grinning.
“Oi, Jenn! Can you focus for 2 minutes here? Thanks. Everyone, this is Jenn, she’s my best friend. Jenn…I think you can recognize everyone here.”
“Hiya!” Jenn smiled round the table.
‘Wow! She is something!” Dom grinned. “Pity you’re taken Orli!”
Orlando turned fifty shades of red at once.
“I don’t know if I want a boyfriend at the moment.” Jenn considered this while she kept one arm around Chris.
“Excuse me you two, but I’m here with Allan, Derek and Nick. I gotta go. I’ll call you tomorrow around 3pm, Jenn. Not too early.” He grinned.
“Okay! Talk to you tomorrow!” Jenn kissed him on the cheek, Chris grinned, kissed Gemz on the cheek and disappeared through the crowd.
“What were you saying about boyfriends?” Dom enquired, beer in hand.
“I don’t really know that I want a boyfriend at the moment.” Jenn said, putting her head on her side.
“What? You a virgin or something?” Dom looked interested immediately.
“I’m not really sure I want to discuss whether I’m a virgin or not. And no I’m not embarrassed. I just feel like dancing. Who wants to dance?” Jenn said and pushed Gemz so she fell into his lap and Dom split beer everywhere.
“Dance! Dance!” Jenn yelled delightedly.
“What about you?” Gemz asked. “Take her onto the dance floor Orli!”
Orlando hesitated, but Jenn pulled him from his seat.
“Come on old boy! Don’t tell me you’re too old and stuffy to dance!” Jenn laughed.
“Go on lil bro!” Sam encouraged.
“I promise I’ll be gentle.” Jenn smiled, a smile that in time would encourage, warm and break many a heart. Gemz grinned as Orlando lead Jenn onto the dance floor.
“Go on!” Sam poked Gemz and Dom. “Bill and I’ll join you!”
Chapter 4
“Oh. My. God. How could you do this to Kate you bastard? You low form of life!” The high-pitched voice made Orlando look up from the slow dance he and Jenn had been dancing together.
“Oh god.” He moaned as he recognized Lucie, a very close friend of Kate Bosworth, his current girlfriend.
“Hey! Aren’t you…Lucie LaBell? That model everyone has been talking about? The one who is a close friend of Kate Bosworth?” Jenn moved her head from Orlando’s shoulder so she could see Lucie properly.
“Yes I’m Lucie. What have you heard about me? And yes, I am Kate’s closest friend.” She glared at Jenn.
Jenn glared back while saying “Oh I’ve just heard the paparazzi talking about you. They have said you’ll be off the catwalk by the end of the year, you’re starting to get some flab on your stomach or something. I feel sorry for both of you then, as Kate is a class A bitch - no offence Orlando - as are you.”
Lucie LaBell was speechless.
“What’s going on? Lucie? Why are you looking flushed? It’s Orli…hey darling….who the hell is this tart?” Kate walked so she was standing shoulder to shoulder with Lucie.
“I’m Jennifer. I’m a friend of Gemma, friend of Orlando’s. I was asked to dance with Orlando, and we were just getting into the mood.” Orlando could tell that Jenn was getting angry.
“Gemma? That cow? You’re a friend of hers? Getting in the mood? YOU SLUT! Get away from my boyfriend!” Kate tried to sidle beside Orlando, failing.
“Gemz is my housemate you bitch! She’s my best friend! For the music you fucking retard! Your boyfriend?! Aren’t you a bit…a tad…possessive?” Jenn moved even closer to Orlando, and slipped one arm around his waist and she slipped her hands inside Orlando’s, and rested her head on his shoulder.
“Talk about a slut! Get away from my boyfriend you fucking bitch! Orlando?! Were you planning on a one night stand?” Kate pushed Jenn into two other couples, which happened to be Billy and Sam, and Gemz and Dom.
“Oh my god! Jenn are you alright?! Sam and Gemz were on the floor immediately beside Jenn, who’d been pushed face down onto the cold, hard dance floor.
“Yeh, I’m fine.” Jenn achingly pushed herself so she was sitting up. “Oh fuck.” She put her hand against her mouth – she had cut her lip on the floor.
“Kate! How could you?” Orlando pushed Kate aside and knelt down beside Jenn. ‘You ok?”
“Not really. Can you just help me stand up?” Orlando picked Jenn bodily up from the floor.
“Guess what you bitch?” Jenn moved so she was standing right in front of Kate.
“What?” said the immaculate Kate, dressed in all white, with red bra showing underneath the flimsy top, Jenn looked at Kate, and then spat on her.
“You fucking bitch!” Kate looked down at her shirt, which was now splattered in blood.
“That’s alright. Any time.” Jenn smiled sarcastically at Kate.
Beside her, Gemz and Sam both made a sound that sounded like a cross of a snort, laugh, giggle and chuckle.
“And now I have business to attend to.” Jenn announced to the group that had gathered, including the fellowship cast and their partners.
She turned to Orlando, started curling her hands through his hair, pushed her body against him and gave him a kiss full-on. Dom started wolf whistling. Gemz and Sam looked at one another and started laughing, but then stopped as they looked closer at Jenn and Orlando.
To Jenn’s immense surprise, Orlando responded. He pulled her as close as possible to him, and wrapped both his arms around her, one around her waist, the other started winding itself in her hair that was hanging down loosely to her waist.
Gemz cast a look at Lucie and Kate. They were both foaming at the mouth. Literally.
“You fucking ho!” “You fucking slut!” came their voices all at once.
Kate disentangled her ‘boyfriend’ and punched Jenn across the mouth.
“That’ll teach you to mess with people I know.” She yelled as Jenn was pushed against Sam, who helped her stand up right.
“There’s one thing you’ve forgotten you cow.” Gemz grinned towards Kate.
“Oh yes? What’s that?” Kate glared at her.
“Jenn knows everything there is on fighting…particularly fighting dirty.” Gemz slapped Lucie across the face as Jenn lunged at Kate and threw her across her shoulder so that Kate ended up on the floor.
“Go girls!” screamed Dom, Viggo, Billy and Elijah together.
Lucie lunged towards Jenn, but Orlando and Gemz intercepted her.
“Not so hasty if you please Miss LaBell.” Gemz said as she and Orlando got to work on disposing of Miss Lucie LaBell….more to the point…knocking her unconscious.
Jenn and Sam got to work on showing Kate the door of the nightclub…she was hustled out screaming blue murder at everyone in sight.
“Another job well done.” Jenn said walking back towards the group that she had joined.
“Woah. Did you really just do that?” Sam looked open-mouthed at Jenn.
“Did what?” Jenn looked back at Sam.
“She was trained for a year at an army base. Some people say she had an affair with one of the officers but she denies it and I tend to agree with her. It is complete rubbish.” Gemz said, slinging an arm around Jenn.
“And you’d know because…?” Dom said looked at Gemz.
“I just know ok? I don’t really want to go into it…” Gemz started.
“Neither do I. Can we just shut up on this subject? Please?” Jenn pushed past them to move towards the bar.
“Jenn…” Gemz started.
“Just drop it Gemz. Now.” Jenn said without looking around.
Gemz started walked after her, but Orlando put his arm around her waist and pulled her back.
“I think your friend wants to be left alone.” He whispered in her ear.
“I don’t…….I guess.” Gemz looked sadly in the direction of where Jenn had disappeared.
“I’m going home now Gemz.” Jenn’s voice interrupted Gemz’s discussion with her Lord of the Rings friends.
“Now? It’s only 11pm Jenn. Why don’t you stay a little longer and I’ll come with you?” Gemz said looking up at her friend.
“No I really want to go home. Donna’s leaving now so I can get her to give me a lift.” Jenn said looking back at Gemz. “Bye.”
“Jenn…” but Jenn was lost to the crowd. “I wonder what is wrong with her.” Gemz pondered.
Chapter 5
Half an hour later Jenn flung herself down onto her bed. Silent tears started to pour down her face. She grabbed her pillow, and as she did so she heard voices in her head.
‘Pillowfight!!!!!! You can’t get me…sucked in! Haha!’
‘I hate you Jenn!!’
‘Oh diddums Gemz….diddums.’
‘Did you tell Orli…..that I was in the shower without any clothes on?’
‘Um…I’ll get back to you on that one ok?’
‘No it isn’t!’
‘Meep…’
She pulled herself up so she was curled up in a tight little ball, while the pillowcase became more and more sodden with salt water, but no sound was heard from the bedroom.
“Thanks for bringing me back here guys.” Gemz said climbing out of the limo.
“No problem…hey…how come there aren’t any lights on?” Orlando said as he looked out of the door.
“Oh my god. She can’t have gone to bed already, anyway she always leaves the hall light on.” Gemz turned pale.
“Come on, we’ll come in with you.” Sam said climbing out of the limo.
Sean, Billy, Orlando, Viggo, Elijah and Dom climbed out behind Sam.
“This is creepy.” Sam said. “But there is sure to be a logical explanation behind all this.”
Gemz shivered, Dom noticed, took off his jacket and slung it over her shoulders.
They walked up the path leading to the front door.
“Where’s the key?” Orlando asked.
Gemz fumbled in her pocket. “Here we go.” She said as she passed the key to Orlando.
Slowly the door was pushed open, Orlando and Gemz walked in first, with the rest of the gang following, looking around.
“Jenn? Are you around? I’m here! And I brought some of my friends with me! Jenn?!” Gemz looked around, threw down her bag and ran to Jenn’s bedroom.
“Jenn?” she said softly. Gemz turned in the light as the other members of the party caught up with her.
“Jenn? What’s wrong?” She ran over to Jenn, who was on the bed.
“Jenn, are you awake? Holy shit!” she screamed. “I can barely feel her pulse, and she’s ice cold!”
“What the?” Sam ran over. “Billy, ring for an ambulance. Hurry.”
Billy nodded and disappeared.
“Shit Jenn. Don’t tell me you came home to die or something. God, help her hang on. She can’t leave. She can’t…” Gemz broke off sobbing and rested her head next to Jenn’s. Orlando walked over and sat down on the bed beside Gemz and Sam.
Chapter 6
“Mr Bloom?” A voice woke Gemz out of the daze she’d been in since she came home at midnight.
“Yes?”
‘Phew, at least he is an authority figure.’ Gemz thought as she stretched her body.
“Your friend had just been brought out of the coma she was in.” The nurse smiled kindly at the weary people sitting in front of her.
“Coma? Shit, is Jenn alright?” Gemz leapt up and looked at the nurse in front of her.
“Hopefully she will be. All you can do is pray that she’ll be normal.” The nurse said. “Would you like a warm drink?”
“Yes please.” Said Sam, standing up, and putting an arm around her friend’s waist.
“Normal?” Gemz asked, as the rest of their friends stood up and started following them and the nurse.
“I’ll tell you, after you’ve recovered from shock. Here’s our staff room.” The nurse hustled them in there.
“Where…where am I?” Jenn murmured as she opened her eyes.
“Safe and sound in a private room. If you had been in a ward, you might have died.” A doctor said leaning over her.
“Died?” Jenn said sitting up.
“Yes, you were in a coma.” The doctor said. “Do you feel alright?”
“Not really.” Jenn moaned.
“Your friends are warming up in the staffroom.” The doctor said, looking at a bundle of papers.
“Friends?” Jenn opened her eyes wider to look at the doctor.
“Yes.”
“My friends are in Wales, Austria, New Zealand and Australia. Not here.”
“Orlando and Samantha Bloom?” The doctor raised an eyebrow.
“That would be Legolas/Will Turner/ Paris? And his sister? Why would I know them?” Jenn looked puzzled.
“Well they came for a ride in the ambulance with you. They would like to see you. Do I tell them to come in?” The doctor said walking over to the door.
“No thanks.” Jenn said.
“If you’re sure then…” the doctor said looking at her.
“Completely and utterly, thanks.” Jenn said flashing a brilliant smile at the doctor.
“What would you like me to tell them then?” the doctor said, puzzled that she wouldn’t want to see her own friends.
“Tell them that I’m sleeping. Please.” Jenn said again.
“….and your friend is sleeping.” The doctor said looking at Orlando.
“But she woke up..” Gemz started.
“And went back to sleep.” The doctor stated.
“She would’ve asked after us surely.” Gemz pressed.
“No she didn’t.” The doctor was starting to become more and more uncomfortable about lying to them.
Gemz gasped, and then her entire body gave way and Orlando found himself holding an unconscious Gemz.
“Argh!” Jenn threw the scrapbook down impatiently.
“What’s the matter?” The young doctor who had lied for her before, ran so he was kneeling beside her comfortable arm chair.
“I don’t know half these people. And yet they are all listed in here as friends of mine.” She said holding the scrapbook towards the young doctor Donald McCrae.
“Jenn, the only way for you to remember who these people are is if you meet them and talk to them.” He said reaching for her hand.
“Thank you. The nicest person I know at the moment is you Don. I’m serious.” She said looking into his eyes, and reaching for his hands.
“That’s because you can’t remember and I was put in charge of you.” He kissed her forehead as he stood up.
A gasp echoed from the doorway.
Chapter 7
“Can we please see Jenn?” Orlando enquired at the front desk.
“Um….is she the emergency patient that came in 3 weeks ago? The one who Dr McCrae is looking after? Oh yes, Mr Bloom. Have you been allowed to see her? That is the most wonderful news. That’s the fourth floor, take that elevator to that floor. Walk to your right when you get out of the elevator, it’s the door straight ahead of you.” The girl at the front desk smiled.
“Thank you.” Said Billy, while Billy, Dom, Orlando, Sam and Gemz looked uncomfortable.
Orlando kept an arm around Gemz’s waist, while she side hugged Dom. Billy and Sam, who were straight behind those three, were walking silently hugging one another.
If one looked close enough at Gemz and Sam, one could tell that they had been crying – their eyes were red and their cheeks were still flushed from tears streaming down them.
They followed the girl’s directions from the front desk.
“This must be her room.” Sam said.
Orlando nodded and pushed open the door.
“Oh my god!” breathed Gemz.
In front of them, Jenn sat in an arm chair, with the doctor they had seen the previous day who they'd first met the day Jenn was brought in, when they had enquired after Jenn, and the doctor was kissing her on the forehead.
“Mr Bloom. I thought I asked you not to come up without getting my permission.” Donald McCrae straightened immediately.
“What? Did you take advantage of her or something?” Orlando snarled as he walked threateningly towards the doctor.
“What do you mean?” Donald looked at Orlando with a raised eyebrow.
“You know. Told her you were her boyfriend...and….and then…” Sam broke off and buried her face in Billy’s chest.
“Is there something I’m missing here?” Donald looked at the newcomers in astonishment.
“You took advantage of my best friend!” Gemz started sobbing. “How could you?!”
“You mean….? Oh no. I never did that to her. She’s my patient. Why should I?” Donald said backing away from Orlando who was clenching his fists.
“Excuse me.” Jenn spoke for the first time since the strangers had walked in.
“Jenn!” Gemz flew over to her friend and hugged her tightly. “I’ve missed you so much!”
“How do you know my name?” Jenn wriggled out of Gemz’s grasp.
“I’m….I’m your housemate and best friend, Jenn.” Gemz stood there like she’d been slapped.
“I don’t know who you are. This is my doctor, Donald McCrae. I’m in here from an accident. I was thrown off a horse. Now if you don’t mind, could you please leave. I’ve never seen you in my entire life.” Jenn said moving towards Donald and putting her arms around him.
“What?” Sam said walking towards Jenn.
“GET LOST!” Jenn yelled at them. She picked up a glass that had been sitting nearby and threw it towards Orlando.
Orlando ducked, and it shattered glass all over the room. Jenn glared at all of them and ran out of the room.
“You really are stupid!” Donald yelled and disappeared after Jenn.
Chapter 8
“Fuck.” Jenn said as she ran out of the elevator and towards the front door.
“Jenn?” A nurse walked towards her.
“Leave me alone.” Jenn screamed and ran out of the door, while security guards ran to the door after her.
Seconds later Donald McCrae ran out of another elevator, followed shortly by Gemz, Sam, Orlando, Billy and Dom.
“Where’d she go?” Gemz gasped, clearly out of breath.
“Out. Security tried to stop her but she disappeared.” The nurse said.
Swear words came thick and fast.
‘Where the fuck am I supposed to go now?’ thought Jenn to herself, having run into a huge building.
“Jennifer? Gemma called in to say you were in hospital. Better now? Could you come to my office now?” A man tapped her shoulder.
“Um…sure.” She replied.
“Split up.” Orlando said as they all rushed outside the hospital.
Orlando, Gemz and Donald ran to the left - east, while Billy, Sam and Dom ran to the right - west.
“Let’s go to my work. You never know. She might’ve gone there.” Gemz said gasping for breath.
“Why would she go to work?” Orlando frowned.
“You never know. It’s a big building isn’t it? If she feels threatened, she would probably go to a busy place to lose herself in the crowd.” Donald said.
“Worth a shot I guess.” Orlando said, they all changed direction and headed south.
“Good morning Gemm….are you alright?” Bianca looked over the desk at Gemz.
“Not really Be.” Gemz said running towards the front desk.
Bianca stood up and frowned.
“Mr Livingston is talking with Jenn. He’s angry with you as you didn’t ring in to say Jenn would be coming in today. By the way, why was she wearing casuals?” Bianca said walking around the desk. “Oh, hello Orlando…and?” she looked over to Donald.
“This is Dr Donald McCrae. He was looking after Jenn in hospital. With Mr Livingston? Are you 100 % positive? Shit!” Gemz looked up at the ceiling. “In his office?”
Bianca nodded.
“Thanks Be. Remind me to buy you a lunch or something soon!” Gemz yelled as she ran towards the elevators, Orlando and Don on her heels.
“Mr Livingston?” Orlando gasped as he leant against the elevator wall. “Who’s he?”
“He’s our boss. He owns this entire company. I’m his secretary and Jenn is his assistant. He’s the one who is the mega million boss. That type of thing.” Gemz said.
“Right. Let’s hope your Mr Livingston hasn’t asked her for some work or something, as she won’t have a clue as to what he’s talking about.” Donald said as they walked out on the fifth floor of the building.
“Oh knowing Chris he has asked for more.” Gemz murmured.
Gemz, Orlando and Donald piled out of the elevator.
“Gemma? I’m sorry but you can’t see Mr Living….Gemma?!” Alice stood up from her cubicle and jogged after the three.
Gemz pushed open the door and stopped, Orlando and Donald almost ran in to her.
“Gemma, I’m busy. Or is that too hard for you to see at the moment?” Chris Livingston stood up. “I know we’re friends but is it really that necessary to burst in like this?”
“Sorry sir. It’s just that Jenn isn’t well…” Gemz started.
“Isn’t well?” Chris laughed and looked to his right.
There sat Jenn, typing notes up onto a laptop.
“Hello…..I sorry I didn’t catch your name. Hang on, Gemma?” She looked and smiled.
“Gemz to you miss!” Gem was so relieved to see her friend, even if Jenn didn’t remember who she was.
“Gemz…ok. Nice to meet you…Donald!” She stood up and walked around the desk she was sitting at, and leant on Chris Livingston’s desk. “And this would be…? Hang on, aren’t you Orlando Bloom?”
“The one and only!” Gemz grinned.
“Should I know you in any way?” Jenn said frowning slightly.
“You should considering he’s your boyfriend.” Gemz said moving so she could sling an arm around Chris and an arm around Donald.
“My…my boyfriend?” Jenn’s mouth dropped.
Orlando looked at Gemz, and back at Jenn. “Yes darling. I was so upset when Donny wouldn’t let me visit you, I was thinking there was something seriously wrong with you.” Orlando moved so he was in front of Jenn, and took her hands in his, thanking God that he was an actor.
“You are?” Jenn looked confused. Chris raised an eyebrow at Gemz who just shrugged.
Orlando looked towards Gemz, who smirked at him. He raised an eyebrow and turned back to Jenn. She continued to look at him. He started caressing her cheek with one hand, while the other one ran around her waist and pulled her gently towards him. The hand that had been caressing her cheek moved behind her neck. He looked at her and brought his lips towards hers. Slowly, their lips met and Jenn responded to Orlando immediately, wrapping her arms around Orlando’s back.
As they broke away from the embrace, Jenn looked over Orlando’s shoulder to Gemz, who had a twinkle in her eyes.
“See?” Gemz said. “You two ARE boyfriend and girlfriend whatever you may, or may not as the case may be, think.”
Orlando just smiled as Jenn looked into his eyes, like she was searching for something.
“Really?” Jenn breathed.
“Really really.” Orlando smiled, never once letting his gaze drop from Jenn’s, his arms staying around her waist.
Chris cleared his throat, and as one and all looked at him commented. “So you’ve come up to my office for what reason?”
Chapter 9
“You’re saying I have amnesia?” Jenn said looking up through tear glazed eyes at Donald, who was pacing the office.
Gemz was using Dom as both a mental and a physical support. Dom had arrived at the office with Billy, Elijah and Sam a little earlier.
Sam had her face buried into Billy’s chest, everyone in the office were looking like they were about to burst into tears…apart from Jenn who had already been crying.
“It’s very difficult to explain. I guess you could call it amnesia. The reason why you didn’t know…..I’m sorry I didn’t say anything, we, at the hospital, just wanted to take it gradually.” Donald turned to face Jenn. “I really am…truly sorry. If there was anything…anything at all I could do…”
“There really is nothing you can do. Now that I have this…amnesia….it’s ruined my life.” Jenn stood up swallowing. “I mean…I should’ve written diaries or something so I could know who all my friends are…now my life is worth nothing.” Tears were streaming down her face as she looked at everyone.
“You’re tired and stressed out darling.” Gemz said slowly but steadily, walking towards Jenn. “Come home, go to sleep, get some rest, take things easy, and tomorrow you can keep going from where you left off.” As she finished she looked past Jenn briefly, to Donald, who nodded his head and smiled.
“Where is home?” Jenn asked, running a hand through her hair, while following Gemz out of the door of the office.
“And this is your bedroom, where I found you in a coma.” Gemz said pushing open the door.
Gemz had just finished giving Jenn the grand tour of their shared house.
“My bed…..” Jenn broke off as she looked around.
She ran towards the bed, picked up the pillow, dragged Gemz out of the room and into the bedroom opposite. She ran towards the bed and picked up one of the pillows and threw it at Gemz.
“Pillow fight!” She yelled and then stopped, and clasped her head.
Gemz, who’d been about to dodge Jenn’s attack, stopped and ran over to her friend.
“Jenn, what’s wrong?” She looked at her with a worried expression.
“I...um...nothing.” Jenn murmured.
Gemz raised an eyebrow, threw her pillow down and pulled Jenn so that they were both sitting on the bed.
“What’s wrong?” She said.
Jenn didn’t reply. Just kept her head buried in her hands.
“Jenn? What’s the matter?” Sam, Dom, Billy and Orlando walked into the room. Orlando took one look, and ran across the room, and took Jenn into his arms, cradling her, and talking soothingly to her.
“I wish I could remember what happened before my accident.” Jenn moaned slightly.
Orlando looked up and shook his head at the on lookers, and taking Jenn’s head, kissed her. He felt her hands sneak around his body, and he knew this was what had to be done.
End of Part 1
Part 2
Chapter 10
‘Do I really have to talk to her?’ Gemz thought as her car came to a stop outside her house. She got out, and was not surprised to see lights on, in the hallway, and in the first two rooms. ‘I really don’t want too.’
As she left herself in the back door she heard voices, the strangest thing were that they were coming from Jenn’s bedroom. ‘ I’d understand it if she was on the phone, but two voices?’
She walked towards Jenn’s bedroom and still, the voices went on.
“Jenn? Jenn, I need to talk to you about something.” She said, walking into the room.
“How are you Gemz?”
Gemz did a double take. Jenn was in her bed, with nothing on as far as Gemz could see, while Orlando was lying on the bed next to Jenn.
“Are you alright Jenn?” Gemz asked.
“Fine fine. I just felt I wanted company, so I rang Orli who came round.” Jenn smiled. “Can I help you in anyway?” Her smile became wider and wider.
“Why are you two on the bed…like that?” Gemz gasped.
“He’s trying to help me to fill in on my life, anyway, shouldn’t my boyfriend do that?” Jenn smiled taking one of Orlando’s hands in hers.
“Um…” Gemz was speechless.
“What’s the matter….Gemzy!” Orlando grinned at Gemz. “Worried about something?”
He smirked at her, sitting up, the other one of Jenn’s hands falling away from his T-Shirt.
“Try NO! NEVER CALL ME GEMZY!!!! Otherwise I’ll be tempted to find a name for you, you boso.”
Jenn just grinned, if that was possible.
“Thanks! Bye!” Jenn said, as she walked out of the shop door carrying 10 bags between both of her hands.
‘I can’t believe Christmas is in 2 weeks! It’s really truly unbelievable!! Where has the year gone?’ She thought as she walked down the street. ‘At least I have my friends to be with. I wonder when Orli’s coming today. I could’ve sworn that….’ Her thoughts were broken off as she heard the squealing of tyres behind her.
‘What is that car doin…’ her thoughts were broken off short as the car ploughed over the pavement. The car obviously didn’t see her as it ran into her. The bags went flying over ever Jenn’s body was flung over the pavement like a dummy, as the car ran into the side of a building.
Stone and glass fragments were thrown all over the place. One piece of stone, in particular, was flung into the side of Jenn’s skull, and the last breath left her body.
Chapter 11
“I don’t feel that right lying to her.” Orlando said looking at Gemz.
Gemz and Orlando were curled up on Gemz’s bed. The first time they had for over six months, Jenn was admitted to hospital the first time, six months, three weeks and two days ago.
“What do you mean?” Gemz leaned over towards Orlando and looked him right in the eyes.
“She’s opened up to me so much. I think it’s only because I’m her ‘boyfriend’, at least that’s what she believes. She’s so nice, and…and I really don’t want to have to lie to her for no reason.” Orlando looked down at the bed.
“I feel bad too. I spoke to Donald earlier and he said that by Christmas, she should be able to remember something. Something at least.” Gemz said. “And that something will be brilliant.”
“I know.” Orlando murmured.
Silence reigned for seconds and then….
“Who’s it going to be this time.” Gemz groaned rolling over to get to the cordless phone that was sitting on her bedside table.
“Hello?”
“Hello this is the Royal Oakridge Hospital.”
“The ROH? What’s the matter?”
“A girl who lives at your residence, a Jennifer…”
“Jenn? What’s happened to her?”
“She was involved in an accident. According to witnesses, she was walking along and she was knocked unconscious by a car passing by, and then she was knocked on the head by a piece of stone. Are you the person who lives with her?”
“Yes yes, I’m Gemma. Oh my god. Do you want me to come in?”
“That would be best if you would. Do you know the address?”
“Yes I do. She was in the ROH before. Where should I go?”
“I’d go to the College Wing front desk and ask for Flora Kindred. That’s me. I’ll take you to her room.”
“Will you? Ok. I can be there in half an hour.”
“I’ll be waiting.” Flora Kindred smiled down the phone.
“Ok, bye.” Gemz flung the phone down onto the bed. Orlando looked at her.
“What were you going about? The ROH? What about the hospital?”
“Jenn’s in hospital. I’ll tell you on the way.” Gemz and Orlando stood up and ran out of the doorway.
“She’s sleeping, let her wake up normally.” Flora Kindred smiled and closed the door on herself. Orlando smiled at the closed door, and then turned worriedly to look at his friend.
Gemz had silent tears pouring down her cheeks, and she never once let go of her friend’s hand. Orlando moved over towards her and sat beside her.
“Don’t cry Gemz. Please. She will get better.” Orlando sighed.
“Why is it always Jenn?” Gemz sniffed, and looked at Orlando out of the corner of her eye. “She’s so nice and all, and she keeps on getting shoved in hospital. For no reason at all!” The tears kept pouring down her cheeks.
“I know it’s not her fault. It’s not her fault in the least. It’s just it accidentally keeps happening.” Orlando put one of his hands on her shoulders and smoothed down her hair with the other.
“It’s so close to Christmas too!” Gemz gasped, her entire body shivering with the number of tears that had been pouring down her cheeks. “Let’s hope she doesn’t get another type amnesia where she doesn’t remember anything at all.”
Orlando sat down in the chair next to Gemz.
“It’ll be alright.” He murmured softly. “All of it. It’ll be alright.”
Chapter 12
“Gemzy? What’s wrong? Why are you asleep on my stomach?” was the soft voice that woke Gemz up the next morning.
“Stop pretending to be a girl Orli. It isn’t funny getting me to believe that you are Jenn.” Gemz moaned without opening up her eyes.
“Huh?” Orlando wondered. He lifted up Gemz’s head off Jenn’s lap. “Open your eyes silly.”
“Why….” Gemz broke off as she opened her eyes and looked around. “Jenn?” she breathed.
“Well I woulda thought that I was the one and only Jenn. Hm…you seem to think that there’s another one. Are you tired? Orli woke up ages ago! Poor you!” Jenn leaned over to Gemz and gave her a bear hug. “It’s freaky. One minute I was walking along a street, seeing a car going out of control and being getting knocked unconscious, the next I’m in hospital with Orli leaning over me and Gemz asleep with her head in my lap. You’ve no idea how freaky it is.”
“Yes I think I can imagine, even though I wouldn’t know. I need a drink….I’ll get a coffee, want one Orli?” Gemz said standing up and stretching.
“Ta Gemzy.” Orlando said grinning.
“Ok!” Gemz disappeared out of the door.
Orlando sat down on the bed next to Jenn, and she turned, took his hands in hers and grinned at him.
“You do realise that we’ve both called Gemz ‘Gemzy’ today and she hasn’t noticed at all?” she said.
Orlando’s grinned widened, and within seconds, both of them were laughing, to the point of hysterical laughter.
“You don’t know how good it is that I’m back here, at home!” Jenn said, as she stretched out on a sofa.
“Is it like the time when the wrong plane came for the mere passengers back here when I was in the States and I was an extra three weeks away from home?” Gemz grinned.
“Were you?” Jenn looked horrified. “Oh my…poor you!”
“Ding dong merrily on high! The bells are gaily ringing! Ding dong happily reply!” came the chorus of male voices - which Jenn recognized with a wince – were all out of tune.
“Talk about the deaf man chorus of the Cambridge Choir!” moaned Jenn, covering her ears. “Stop them before I lose my pitch!”
As Billy, Dom, Elijah, Orlando, Viggo and Sean waltzed in, they saw Jenn and Gemz holding their heads in their hands, with their ears covered. They immediately stopped.
“Next time you hold a rehearsal for the deaf part of the Cambridge Choir remember two things. One – never sing around me as I don’t want to lose my delicate pitch. Secondly – never have a lot of different accents together. They do not work.” Jenn said while shaking her head. “The Highland Scottish, annoying American, and the different dialects of the English DO NOT fit in with together. Please. Remember that.”
“What?” Elijah looked hurt.
Gemz and Jenn looked at one another, back at the men, and started laughing.
Chapter 13
“We wish you a merry Christmas, we wish you a merry Christmas, we wish you a merry Christmas and a happy new year!!!” came the chorus of voices, this time not out of pitch.
The house that Gemz and Jenn shared was full of excitement. Miniature Christmas trees decorated the corridors while holly, ivy and mistletoe were in every room and along the corridor looking like streamers.
“I can’t believe Christmas is the day after tomorrow!” Dom screamed as he went waltzing from the kitchen with Gemz to the study, and then waltzing into the dining room.
”I know!!! Presents!” Gemz yelled, her voice muffled by Dom’s shoulder.
“Alright you two. Break it up!” Sam walked past grinning. “Get a room at least!”
Gemz made a face as her friend disappeared into the kitchen.
Billy, Viggo and Elijah walked past to the kitchen, all humming different carols.
The house was alive.
“Sean Astin and family.” Sam said frowning at a list she held in her hand.
“Check.” Elijah nodded.
“Liv Tyler and family.”
“Check.”
“Mirando Otto and family.”
“Check.”
Viggo and Orlando walked past, bearing piles of wrapping paper, ribbons and cards.
“Good King Wenceslas looked out, on the feast of Stephan, when the snow lay round about, deep and crisp and even. Brightly shone the moon that night, though the frost was cruel…when a poor man came in sight, gathering winter fuuuuueeeeeelllllll!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
“The only thing I want for Christmas is that Jenn remembers.” Gemz murmured as she up ended a small basket of candy canes on one of the benches in the kitchen. Orlando stopped walking out of the kitchen door and walked back so he was looking at Gemz.
“If she remembers, she’ll remember that I’m not really her boyfriend.” He said, looking worriedly at Gemz.
The swear words Gemz said were all inappropriate to type, or to read.
“Calm down.” Orlando said touching her shoulder. “Hopefully she’ll understand why.”
“Understand what?” Jenn walked through the back door bearing bags that were full to the brim.
“Understanding…what the Christmas spirit is all about!” Gemz said smiling at Jenn.
“Who?”
“An accident victim who has amnesia. She can’t even properly talk or walk!” said Orlando, butting in to the conversation.
“Really? That is SO sad. I’m so glad I w…I’m not like that.” Jenn said.
“Jenn…” Orlando put his arm on hers.
“Yes?”
“Nothing.” His arm slowly dropped off hers.
She looked puzzled for a second, and then put down the bags and slipped her arms around his waist.
“The thing I’ve prayed for is that we’re all safe and sound for Christmas. That we’re all content with what we have. I really can’t think of a time I wasn’t glad I had you as a friend.”
“I know.” Orlando pulled Jenn closer. “I’m really happy that you aren’t in hospital. I can’t believe either that it Christmas Eve is tomorrow!”
“I know. I have to keep getting these bags through. Excuse me.” Jenn detached herself from Orlando, picked up the bags and disappeared through the doorway. Seconds later, Gemz, Sam, Elijah and Orlando heard quick footsteps disappearing up the stairs.
Sam swallowed a couple of times and then she went back to what she was doing. For once, silence reigned in the kitchen.
Jenn threw her jacket down on the nearest chair in her bedroom and then she flopped on her bed.
‘I wish I could tell them. But it’ll be so hard to say. Maybe it should be a Christmas surprise. Hmmm….when would be an appropriate time….I wish I knew when.’
Chapter 14
“Aargh! Jenn never do that again!” were the first words uttered by Gemz on Christmas Eve as she jumped around a foot in the air.
“What?” Jenn grinned as she sat down on Gemz’s bed. She had decided to wake her friend up by screaming blue murder in her ear. Gemz had then screamed back at her and was now promptly seething mad. Well wouldn’t you be if you had been woken up like that?
“It’s Christmas Eve and we got things to do.” Jenn said. “Hand.” She held out her hand towards Gemz.
“What for?” Gemz yawned.
“Hand.” Jenn said smiling, a little too sweetly perhaps. Gemz glared at her but offered her while she was doing so. Jenn grinned and took it and pulled her out of the bed.
“Oo…Jenn! Hold it! I don’t want to be dragged out of bed! Jenn!” Gemz’s voice was lost as Jenn dragged her off it. She walked over to her wardrobe and went through her clothes. She picked out a long sleeved shirt and a skirt and threw them at Gemz.
“Get those clothes on and I’ll be back in five. You better be changed or else I’ll change you.” She smiled and walked slamming the door behind her.
Gemz grimaced and picked up the clothes. She knew that Jenn would carry out her threat if she didn’t do as asked.
“Gemz said yesterday that the greatest Christmas present she could have is Jenn remembering everything.” Orlando said as he passed Elijah his plate.
“I know. It’s so sad.” Viggo said looking down at where his plate used to be.
“You idiot!” was the next sentence said after a period of silence.
“What is going on?” Sam said half standing up.
As she did so Jenn and Gemz walked into the kitchen. Jenn and Gemz looked as pure as the snow outside the house. Gemz was wearing a long red skirt, and a white top that had two red stars that collided in the upper centre of the top. Jenn was wearing light grey track pants that had white strips on the side of them, complete with a red shirt that had white strips on the sleeves. Both of them were wearing white sneakers and were chatting marvellously between the two of them.
“Wowses.” Were the words that Elijah and Viggo said. Every single one of the men let their jaws drop.
“Any time now and their jaws will touch the floor.” Giggled Sam.
“I know!” Gemz said laughing. Jenn looked like she was having hard time trying to contain her laughter. She walked over to the window and stared out of it.
“Wassup Jenn?” Elijah said grinning.
Jenn turned from the window and stared at him. “Wassup? That word was in fashion for less then a minute you idiot!”
The entire room was filled with laughter.
“A toast! To our friend, who has overcome hurdles and obstacles. To Jenn!” was the nearly the finishing toast that was made by Orlando, at the dinner that night. Most of their friends were there, from Liv Tyler. Cate Blanchett and Miranda Otto to Donald McCrae and every single one of them were enjoying themselves.
“To Jenn!” everyone stood up at the table except for Jenn, who sat in her seat blushing.
“I would…” As Jenn stood up everyone looked so that they were facing her. “A toast to my friends, who’ve always been there for me, even though I’ve been through so much, they have stood by me. Almost like wedding vows – through sickness and health! And especially to Donald, Chris, Derek, Gemz and Orli who have been there for me especially! Even though work called to Chris and Derek so they’ve only got back from the states today, I’d like to acknowledge them in their wake.”
Everyone stood up and toasted each other.
Chapter 15
“Glorious now! Behold him arise! King and God and sacrifice! Heaven sings hallelujah, Hallelujah the Earth replies! Oooohhh! Star of wonder! Star of night! Star of royal beauty bright! Westward leading still proceeding! Guide us to thy perfect light!” Everyone save for Liv, Sam, Gemz and Jenn were singing ‘We Three Kings’ in the dining room having eaten.
Those four were busy in the living room, moving presents from hidden around the house to their final spot, under the Christmas tree. Everyone who had arrived had brought at least one present for each person. There were extra presents for Jenn however, everyone who had heard about her having amnesia had all brought an extra present for her.
“You are so lucky! Look at the number of presents! I mean seriously! You are so lucky!” Gemz said as she put two more presents down, both of which were for Jenn.
“The biggest gift I could ask for is your friendship. Really. That’s all I need.” Jenn said, standing up from underneath one of the branches of the tree.
Liv’s face flashed with pity, and she moved over to Jenn and hugged her.
“Let’s get the guys!” Liv said as they broke away. She and Jenn went arm in arm, while Sam and Gemz went arm in arm as well.
“Where are we going?”
“Why is it dark?”
“Wow.” Breathed everyone as they walked into the living room. “This is beautiful!”
The room was a sight.
The Christmas tree was enormous - it’s top branches just away from the ceiling, the vertical branch that had the star on it, barely touching the ceiling. Green, silver and red tinsel were twisted around the tree, while candles were the only source of light. There must have been over one hundred presents on and around the tree.
“Right you people. This is what happens. We,” here Sam indicated herself, Gemz, Jenn and Liv, “will hand out one present for each person and then the next four people will and so forth and so forth. Got it?” After everyone nodded she smiled. “Oh yes and you can open one present tonight, and then take the rest of them home and open them tomorrow morning.”
Jenn, Liv, Gemz and Sam joined hands and danced around the tree singing ‘Oh Christmas Tree’. When they stopped singing the song they picked out the present that was closest to them. They looked inside the miniature card to see the name.
“Livvy!” Gemz said grinning, handing the present to Liv.
“Dommy boy!” Sam murmured and walked over to Dom.
“Catey!” Liv said giving her friend a hug and the present.
“Orli!” Jenn smiled warmly walking over to Orlando.
“Thank you Jenn.” Orlando said smiling at her.
Jenn smiled and sat down next to him.
“Ok next four.” Said Liv. “Let’s have….Dom, Lij, Miri, and Orli.” She smiled and sat down next to her husband, Royston.
“We’re not expected to dance around the tree are we?” said Dom, standing up from his comfortable spot…a pile of cushions on the floor.
“And then we’d say you’re all gay…apart from Miri who IS a woman so it wouldn’t make the slightest matter. No. Let’s see. Dom. Go to the north side of the tree, Lij stand on his left, Miri opposite Dom and Orli goes to Dom’s right. Get the first present you see.” Jenn said grinning.
Dom, Lij, Orlando and Miranda followed Jenn’s instructions and picked out a present. While three of them were handing them out, Orlando walked over to Jenn.
“I don’t know why but I just happened to pick up a present for you.” He said sitting down where he had been before and handed the present to her.
“Thank you Orli…this present is from you! Talk about coincidence! We can open up our presents together.” She said moving over and looking with gleaming eyes at him. “Open yours first Orli.”
Orlando obeyed smiling. He carefully ripped open the layer of wrapping paper. Inside were several bundles. One looked interesting – it was a rectangular shape – and so he open that one first. As the shape fell out he started grinning. Inside was Tolkien’s Unfinished Tales, a book that he’d had his eye on for a while but hadn’t got around to buying. He picked up the second bundle – inside was a pair of synthetic ears. Immediately he recognized them as elvish. Jenn started smiling. He looked up at her and grinned. He picked up the last bundle that was like the first only it was flat. He looked puzzled and opened it up. When he looked at what was inside he could’ve burst into tears. It was a picture in a picture frame. The picture was of Orlando and Jenn side hugging as they grinned at the camera. He looked up at Jen and smiled. She smiled a sad smile back towards him. He opened his mouth to say something and then closed it again. He put his presents on the sofa carefully behind him and moved closer to Jenn. She smiled again at him and he picked both of her hands up in his. She looked at him questioningly and he just smiled. He put one of his hands behind her neck and pulled her gently towards him. Jenn made to move away, but he didn’t let her move. She then moved closer towards him and was actually the one who started the kiss, but it was Orlando who deepened it.
Chapter 16
“Merry Christmas Orli. Even though you aren’t my boyfriend.” Jenn whispered into Orlando’s ear.
“What?” Orlando instantly pulled away and stared at her.
“Well I know that even though both you and Gemz insisted that you were, both of you just made it up. Correct me if I’m wrong. Though I did enjoy the intimate time with you, I really would appreciate it if I had some time to agree. Not saying I don’t want to be your girlfriend.” Jenn said giving him a cocky grin.
“You…does this mean you remember?” Orlando said, his mouth wide open.
“Oi Gemzy! Next time you tell me I have a boyfriend, remember that I actually have to have one. Ok?” Jenn smiled and got off the sofa and walked off.
“She can remember Gemz.” Said Orlando in a hoarse voice.
“You’re kidding me.” Gemz said standing up from where she was sitting next to Elijah and Dom.
“No I’m not.” Orlando stood up as well.
“Oh my god.” Elijah, Viggo, Liv, Miranda, Cate, Dom, Billy and Sam gasped looking at Orlando.
“Where is she?” Gemz said, starting to walk to Orlando. They shared glances and ran out of the door.
Five minutes later, they returned, to see Jenn sitting down with a glass of wine where she had been sitting before.
“Where did you two get to?” Jenn said looking at them curiously.
“We were looking for you Jenn. More to the point, where’d YOU go?” Gemz said sitting down next to her friend.
“I was getting wine. What do you think I was going to do? Kill myself or something?” Jenn said grinning and giving them both a hug.
“Probably.” Grinned Dom from his comfortable position on top of the pile of cushions.
Jenn threw him a look of pure malice and then grinned at him.
At midnight, everyone was still busy talking and three hours following saw Gemz, Jenn, Orli, Billy, Dom, Sam and Elijah curled up all over the lounge room…asleep.
Chapter 17
“Pillow fight!” Sam yelled at 7.30am the next morning – Christmas Day.
“Wahoo! Presents!” Elijah shrieked scrambling up from beside Sam.
“I would join you but Orli looks too happy to move him at all.” Jenn grinned from the sofa.
Sam turned around to have a look and smiled. Jenn was the closer of the two to the back of the sofa and Orlando was next to her. He was sleep and one arm was across Jenn’s chest, and the other one settled itself just underneath her neck. Their legs were entwined and Jenn was sitting up, leaning on one elbow, letting Orlando’s arms rest where they had been all night.
“Sure nothing went on?” Gemz raised an eyebrow from where she was lying next to Dom on the enormous pile of cushions.
“Are you accusing me of…?” Jenn gave a grin. “Not on your life…though now you mention it…” she winked.
Sam’s response was to throw a pillow at her.
“Will you stop trying to get me to do things? I’ll do it in my own time without help thank you very much!” Gemz yelled across the kitchen.
“Well I’m sorry for trying to help. Next time I won’t bother to offer to help in the least and you can do it all by yourself. Ok?” Dom screamed back.
“We can hear you all the way upstairs! It’s Christmas!!! Will both of you shut up?!” Jenn stalked angrily into the kitchen and glared at the pair of them. “Sit. Now what is going on?”
Now that Dom and Gemz came to think of it, they couldn’t think of a single reason for fighting in the first place.
“Well?” Jenn looked at both of them in turn.
“I was cooking….” Gemz faltered under her friend’s clear and ice cold gaze.
“This row that probably disturbed the entire neighbourhood all came down to superiority in the kitchen? I’m ashamed. Plus, I know what to do with you. Into the lounge room.” Dom and Gemz were going to put up a fight, but with how angry Jenn looked, they didn’t dare cross her. Looking as ashamed as naughty schoolchildren they crossed the hallway and went into the living room. Neither of them lifted their heads to look at Jenn, but they could practically feel anger vibes coming from her.
Jenn grinned as she kept on hustling them in.
“Oh, will you look at that? Both of you are under the mistletoe. Kiss.” Jenn walked to the door way and stood in front of it.
“Are you crazy?” Gemz wasn’t sure if she should believe her friend’s sanity.
“No, my darling. Now will you kiss?” Jenn grinned back at her friend.
Gemz turned back to Dom who shrugged his shoulders. She looked back at Jenn and then back to Dom. She sighed and moved closer to Dom. One hand left his side and moved around her back. Gemz shivered, and Dom stopped and looked questioningly at her. She shook her head and slid her hands around his waist. He leaned towards her and touched noses with her. He then proceeded to kiss her and Gemz completely forgot about what was going on in the outside world. Jenn kept grinning and sidled out of the room, while Dom and Gemz didn’t even notice. Gemz pulled away from the kiss and looked hesitantly at Dom.
“What?” he murmured into her hair, and started kissing her neck.
“Nothing.” She sighed. “Please…”
Dom seemed to be able to read her like an open book. He pulled her back so her body was pressed against his and kissed her. She responded pushing herself as close as possible to him. They became immersed in their own little world.
Minutes later, they broke away from the kiss, but stayed in the embrace.
“I’m sorry for yelling at you Dom.” Gemz murmured against his neck.
“You? I’m sorry for being a total and utter loser.” He murmured back against the top of her hair.
Somehow the two of them found the sofa, still clasping each other in the embrace. Dom rolled Gemz so that they were both lying on the sofa, and he was lying on her.
Gemz’s eyes glazed over and pulled Dom down…………
Chapter 18
Two hours later, Jenn poked her head around the door way. She smiled at the sight she saw. Gemz was lying face up on the sofa, and Dom was lying on top of her. They both looked content, and like they should be together.
“Let’s leave them alone and wake them up for tea tonight.” Orlando whispered in Jenn’s ear. She jumped slightly and looked around grinning at him.
“I bet they had a nice Christmas.” She said. “But…” He grinned and took one of her hands.
“Your bedroom. Now.” He growled.
“Yes sir.” Jenn whispered. She started giggling softly and both of them made their way quickly up the stairs.
It turned out that neither Orlando nor Jenn would wake Dom or Gemz up. In fact, Orlando and Jenn had to be woken up by Billy and Sam who’d come back.
Sam and Billy walked into Jenn’s room to find Orlando and Jenn sleeping on her bed, with their legs entwined, hugging each other, and looking content.
“Boyfriend withdrawal symptoms.” Sam grinned at Billy.
“That is so cute.” Billy said, putting his arms around Sam’s waist.
“Even cuter then those two lovebirds downstairs?” She said, covering his hands with hers.
“That’d be hard to work out. Dom and Gemzy or Orli and Jenn…that’s a hard one. Dare I say that they draw?” Billy grinned into Sam’s neck.
“I suppose so. It’s getting close to tea being made. We’d better wake them and then wake up the other two.” Sam said moving over to the bed.
An hour later everybody sat down at the table for Christmas dinner. Dom, Gemz, Jenn and Orli arrived all sleepy eyed.
“What’s the time?” muttered Dom.
“Time to eat sleepyhead. Now please tell me you were sleepy because you’ve been sleeping and just woke up. Not because of…you know…” Sam said sitting down at the table looking at Dom.
“Will you two stop bickering? I’m tired!” Jenn snapped sitting down between Gemz and Orlando. She put her head on Orlando’s shoulder and yawned.
“So how’s your love life at the moment Orli?” Dom seemed to have woken up properly.
“Leave me out of it.” Jenn moaned.
“What do you mean by that?” Dom said grinning.
“I mean it’s fucking obvious that he and I sleep together isn’t it? And I guess you guys could call us two boyfriend and girlfriend now. It is kind of bleedin’ obvious.” Jenn said glaring from Orlando’s shoulder.
“Right.” Dom said grinning. “So you finally admitted it?”
“Why would I not want to?” Jenn said raising an eyebrow. “What about you and Gemz? What would you call yourselves? A one night stand.” She grinned. “Not saying anything is wrong with that…”
Gemz woke up at around 1am the next morning and sat in bed wishing Dom’s arms were warmer. She thought about everything that had happened in the past year. ‘I really can’t believe Jenn has her memory back! That is the best thing since…since…oh god since forever! I still can’t believe the cuteness of her Christmas present.’ Gemz looked over at the desk in her room. On it was quite an odd assortment of things. Jeans which had a freaky resemblance to the ones that Dom were wearing earlier, Gemz’s T-Shirt, lipstick, eye shadow, a crop top, earrings, her laptop, a stack of papers and folders, a picture of Gemz and Dom, and a picture that always wrenched at Gemz’s heart – a picture of her and Jenn from that night. The night that Gemz had come back to their house and found Jenn nearly dead. In the photo they were side hugging and grinning. Gemz looked at the photo and two tears fell down her cheeks. ‘Oh god I wish I could go back in time. I wish I could’ve gone home with Jenn so that I could’ve helped her instead of wasting time at that club.” She sat up properly and brought her legs up to her chin and sighed.
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Sep. 28th, 2004 @ 10:24 pm
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~ Our Undercover Agents ~
Prologue
Dom blinked wearily, glaring at his mobile phone that was sitting on his bedside table.
‘I coulda sworn I turned the bloody thing off!’ he thought as he picked it up. ‘But what the fuck is Orli ringing me up at this time for?’
“What you bloody elf?!” He said down the phone line, his voice still husky from sleep.
“Oh, what’s wrong with you Dommie?” Orlando couldn’t help grinning at his friend, even though he couldn’t see him.
“It’s 3.45 in the fucking morning that’s what is wrong! Don’t you know about the time difference between London and LA?!” Dom looked at his clock angrily.
Orlando looked out the window of Elijah’s house, the sun still shining and the birds chirping. “Musta got mixed. Sorry dude. Anywho. I accepted the role!”
“Role what role?” Dom tried to get back to sleep while still talking on the phone.
“In ‘Undercover Royal’ you dumbass! Stay awake!” Orli screeched down the phone.
“You’re in LA. I’m in London. Why the hell should I stay awake?!” Dom blinked, wishing Billy was still awake so he could look after Orli.
“Just listen to me ok?” Orli started, but then when he heard the snoring sounds, screamed loudly down the phone. “DOMINIC MONAGHAN!”
“Fuck man! I’m not fucking deaf you know!” Dom screamed back.
Elijah walking through the lounge room stopped and grinned. “Wake Monaboyd did ya?” He enquired pleasantly. “Damn! Wish I could join in!”
“Get your sick and perverted mind outta here!” Orli snapped glaring at him.
“Well sorry. Tell Dom I have been deprived of seeing him for too long and…” At the word, Elijah fled the lounge room to the sound of Orlando screaming out his name. “Gee, someone has got out of the wrong side of the bed this morning!” he muttered, scratching his head as he made his way to the kitchen.
“Sorry Dom. Lij being a pest. In ‘Undercover Royal’. You know…” Orli trailed off, hoping Dom understood him.
“Really? Which part?” Dom asked, more awake now that he had heard the screeching on the other end of the phone line, even though it was a far few miles to where Orli and Lij were in LA.
“The part of Jeremy Robertson. I heard a rumour that Ioan Gruffudd….you know Lancelot from King Arthur….is playing Jake Robertson.” Orli said smiling.
“Wow! He’s a great actor!” Dom said sitting up in bed with a jolt.
“Yup.” Orli smiled.
“Listen mate sorry but I’m friggin’ tired. Bill and I stayed up til midnight. Can I ring you tonight?” Dom said lying down again.
“That’d be...tomorrow morning. Sure. I have to go and chase Lij, he’s stolen something of mine. Don’t know what though, I can just hear him shrieking to me. So I’ll talk to you later, tell Bill I say hi.” Orli put his spare hand over his other ear to block out the sounds of Elijah’s caterwauling.
“Will do and poor you. Catch ya later mate.” Dom said.
“Bye dude.” Orli said.
With those remarks the two friends hung up and Orlando went in search of Elijah who started running towards the stairs carrying something, while on nearly the opposite side of the globe, Dom settled down again to go back to sleep.
Meanwhile, just under two kilometres away, Ioan Gruffudd, the latest hot Welsh actor to appear in Hollywood drove into his LA driveway, to the house that he shared with his girlfriend Alice Evans. He was surprised to see Alice’s car out of the driveway, but decided that she had gone off visiting someone.
Whistling, he let himself into the house and went into the lounge room to check to see if there were any messages on the answering machine. The light was flashing so there must be. Stuck next to the phone there was a note from Alice.
‘Dear Ioan. Sorry about the short notice but I was called to say that I was supposed to see Jerry Bruckheimer. Back soon, love Ali.’
“Jerry? Why does she need to see him?” Ioan thought to himself as he pressed play on the answering machine.
“Hi Ioan. Jerry Bruckheimer here. You weren’t home when I rang earlier but Alice was so she’s coming over to my house instead. Thought you’d like to know that you are officially an undercover agent going by the name of Jake Robertson. Alice is coming round to pick up the altered script. Your co-stars are Dominic Monaghan, remember him from Lord of the Rings? He was Merry. There’s also Orlando Bloom, then some unknowns Zoe Matthews, Brooke Livingston and Phoebe Elder – the girls you’ll be working with. Cheers.” With that the answering machine went silent.
Ioan grinned suddenly and walked into the kitchen to make himself a nice strong coffee.
An ocean, a few seas, and quite a few miles away two girls were jumping up and down excitedly.
“I can’t believe Zoe has already replied!” The taller of the two said.
“Brooke, shove! I want to see what she wrote!” the white-blonde haired girl said sitting down next to her friend.
Brooke looked at Phoebe and started laughing.
“What?” Phoebe said staring at her.
“Nothing…nothing…come on. You wanted to read the email. So read you sicko.” Brooke said shaking her head and sliding into the seat next to the one that Phoebe was occupying.
To: Crystal@oua.jbruckheimer.com
Sent: 3rd April 17:32:07
From: Tiffany@oua.jbruckheimer.com
Subject: Re: Re: Re: OMG!
Hey Brooke and Phoebs if you’re around!
It’s only been three days since I got your very first email and two since I got the letter from Jerry! And my life is already upside down! People who say they’re my friends (I don’t even remember them) have been dropping in to pay me a ‘social’ visit. I still can’t believe I got the role of your (in plural) best friend. It really is spiffy that you two are playing sisters. One thing I can’t believe is that we’re starring alongside Orli, Dommeh and Ioan! They’re very big stars and we’re nobodies practically! OMG, I still don’t believe it!!!!!!!!!
Oh and aren’t we catching the same flight to LA?
Jerry rang and said he’d organised my flight out. I’m catching a flight from Wellington out to Melbourne, where I think I’m supposed to be meeting you two, and then we fly out together. That’s what I was told at least. Is that what you were told? I’m flying out on the 14th and I seem to remember that we’ll be landing in LA on the 18th. We’re expected to go straight to Jerry’s house for a get together thingo. Jerry said I was to tell you that btw. Heh. We’re due to get in around 9.30pm in LA, and we have to be at Jerry’s at 8am. Leaves a lotta time for sleeping doesn’t it? lol. I know that we three share a five star hotel room together (five star?! Can you believe it?!) and Orli and Dom are in the hotel too. Ioan lives in LA with his girlfriend apparently.
WBS. I’ll see you on the 14th, but you better reply before!
Luv,
Zoe
xxx
P.S. I’m taking my laptop with me. Will you two do the same?
“I think we should take our laptops with us.” Phoebe mused as they read the end of Zoe’s email to them.
“Yup.” Brooke nodded in agreement.
A minute later, there could be giggles heard as the two girls replied to the email from their new friend.
Zoe turned on her laptop anxious to see if Brooke and Phoebe had replied yet. Yup, there was a new email from ‘Crystal’.
To: Tiffany@oua.jbruckheimer.com
Sent: 3rd April 20:56:36
From: Crystal@oua.jbruckheimer.com
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: OMG!
Heya Zoe.
It’s Brooke and Phoebs. I (Brooke) decided to write as it’s my email. Let Phoebs write her own emails in her own account. Don’t forget to add her email to your list of ‘friends’ – if you can’t remember its Callie@oua.jbruckheimer.com hehe – she’s going to be sending you an email tomorrow I think so if you want it to get through…anywho. I know! Our social lives have changed dramatically too. We’ve been invited to so many parties since Jerry’s letter. We can’t believe we’ll be acting with Orli (Phoebs loves him), Dom and Ioan either! It just seriously isn’t possible. We’ll wake up soon and find out that it was all a dream. Damn, it’s such a nice one. We are. If you have the one that leaves from Melb at 5.45am on the 15th. That’ll be so cool that we’ll have just under a day in Melb to learn bout one another etc. We’re staying with my godparents in Melb for the night (if you’d forgotten). Oh joy! Just so long as Jerry doesn’t mind if we sleep at his house, that’d be so funny!!!!! Orli and Dom in the same hotel as us?! *THUD* that was Phoebs falling off her chair due to fainting. Hehe. We’ll most certainly bring our lappys with us…they’re so useful!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Anywho, Phoebs wants to send mail to Jerry so I better stop writing. WBS. Can’t wait to see you on the 14th.
Luv from,
Brooke and Phoebs
xxx
P.S. Have a safe and as enjoyable flight as poss on the way to Melb!
Chapter 1
“Have a nice time filming Brooke, Phoebe, Zoe. Make Down Under proud!” Robert Livingston gave hugs and kisses all round to his niece, her best friend, and the girl – Zoe – who had slept at their house the night previously having flown out from New Zealand the day before.
Roberta smiled at her husband’s statement and hugged Phoebe who had come back to her for an extra hug.
Robert and Roberta Livingston were uncle and aunt to Brooke. They were also her godparents and loved her with all their hearts. Rob and Robin as they had been nicknamed by Brooke when she was younger cared for their niece as if she were their own child. To see her grow up enough to fly over to Los Angeles with two friends to film a movie and stay there for a few months made them proud.
“Bye Auntie Robin…Uncle Rob.” Zoe said smiling as Roberta gave her a giant hug.
Brooke smile sadly looking on at the happy scene. Rob and Robin were the closest family she had. Her parents had died when she was four years old and her aunt and uncle had willingly taken her in as their own child. God she loved them.
With one last round of hugs, kisses and promises to write, Zoe, Phoebe and Brooke made their way to the plane.
“Can I come and stay again?” Zoe grinned back at Brooke’s god parents.
The three girls started laughing, as did Robert and Roberta and made their way onto the plane.
“You’re going to Los Angeles to film a movie with Orlando Bloom, Dominic Monaghan and Ioan Gruffudd? You lucky things!” The nice lady who was sitting opposite Phoebe, Brooke and Zoe said. She had identified herself as Ms. Lawne. She was 26 and couldn’t believe that the youngish looking but mature girls opposite her were going to film a movie with those three actors.
Zoe and Phoebe nodded, smiling. Brooke, was curled up on her seat sleeping quietly. Zoe and Phoebe both felt sorry for her because she had had a cold earlier in the week so she was more tired then either of the other two were now.
“Your friend doesn’t seem to mind either way.” Ms Lawne said smiling.
“She had a cold earlier in the week and so she’s pretty spaced out.” Zoe said patting Brooke’s arm.
Brooke responded by drooping her head onto Zoe’s shoulder.
Ms Lawne laughed softly and smiled. “Poor her.”
“Yup.” Phoebe smiled.
Orli and Ioan were so glad that Dom had finally made it to LA. For Orli, it meant getting to see his friend again. For Ioan, it meant meeting Dom. Though, when they were called into Jerry Bruckheimer’s office they weren’t sure what to think.
“Now you three.” Jerry Bruckheimer stood up and studied the faces of the three men before him. “Ioan you’re excluded in what I’m about to say.”
Ioan grinned from his chair and Dom growled. “Why does he get excluded?” Dom said glaring ever so slightly at Ioan.
“He has a girlfriend.” Jerry said pointedly.
Ioan smiled innocently at Dom who was still shooting him black looks and then looked towards Orli.
“I don’t mind mate.” The dark haired English actor chuckled. He elbowed Dom and looked at Jerry.
“Dom? Dom? DOMINIC!” Jerry growled.
Orli and Ioan looked innocently towards Jerry while both of them instantaneously elbowed Dom.
“The three main actresses we have coming…Brooke Livingston, Zoe Matthews and Phoebe Elder, you have to remember not to try anything on them ok? Brooke is 21, Zoe is 19 and Phoebe is 20 about to turn 21. Now remember. They have no intentions of coming here in the search of one night stands or relationships. They have come here to work and nothing else. Understood?” As Orli, Ioan and Dom nodded Jerry continued. “Yes, you could call them pretty….you might even call them beautiful. But under no circumstances do I want you two called up into the office because you’ve tried something on them.” Jerry said firmly.
“Could we see a picture of them Jerry?” Ioan asked curiously.
Jerry nodded and opened one of the drawers in the desk. He pulled out a photograph and handed it to Ioan. Ioan held the photograph as Orli and Dom looked over his shoulder at the three girls. It had obviously been taken while they were travelling as each girl had a backpack or some type of bag with her.
“That was taken in Sydney. They should have come straight out but the plane forgot something…I think it was food so it had to make an emergency landing in Sydney where passengers were given 4 hours. I know as they rang me as did the airline. They sent me the photo just before they went on the plane. I think they visited family or something which is how they got the picture off their camera.” Jerry said.
The three men nodded, too involved in staring speechlessly at the photograph.
All the girls were leaning against the edge of…what looked like a jetty. One girl, who was the shortest with white-blonde hair had her arms around the girls on either side of her. She had her sunglasses on her head exposing her sea blue eyes while her hair was whipping around her face. She was laughing at something that had happened and was looking at one of the other girls.
“The white-blonde is Phoebe Elder. The red head is Zoe Matthews and the blonde red is Brooke Livingston. Nice mixture aren’t they?” Jerry said as if he was reading their minds.
On one side of Phoebe there was another girl with red hair and light blue eyes - Zoe. She was nearly doubled up laughing as her two companions were looking at her and laughing.
The other girl which must have been Brooke was standing giggling at the sight of her two friends laughing. As Jerry said, she had red blonde hair and greeny coloured eyes.
There was no doubt about it, these girls were definitely gorgeous!
Dom had his eye on all of them, not really sure which one was the cutest, while Orli was drooling over the apparent lack of leg covering on the leggy beauty with green eyes. Ioan just couldn’t believe that there were girls in the world who looked as beautiful as they were…excepting Alice of course.
Sep. 28th, 2004 @ 10:23 pm
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mwahahahaha
*ish ebil*
I have now completed the Prologue and have done some of Chapter 1
note to Gemzy: what used to be chap. 1 is now the prologue
Chapter 1
“Have a nice time filming Brooke, Phoebe, Zoe. Make Down Under proud!” Robert Livingston gave hugs and kisses all round to his niece, her best friend, and the girl – Zoe – who had slept at their house the night previously having flown out from New Zealand the day before.
Roberta smiled at her husband’s statement and hugged Phoebe who had come back to her for an extra hug.
Sep. 28th, 2004 @ 02:28 pm
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Our Undercover Agents film
Name: Undercover Royal
Stars: Ioan Gruffudd, Orlando Bloom, Dominic Monaghan, Zoe Matthews, Brooke Livingston, Phoebe Elder, Jeff Murphy
Plot: Callie (Zoe Matthews) and Crystal (Brooke Livingston) are two not-so-normal twins.
They live with their widowed father Michael Anderson (Jeff Murphy) in a beautiful house practically sitting on top of Buckingham Palace.
Michael works for the Royal Family and his daughters mix with Queen Elizabeth and Prince Phillip nearly every day.
That is until Michael receives a frightening kidnap and death threat towards his daughters. This prompts Queen Elizabeth to summon 'M', otherwise known as Mother, otherwise known as the highest ranking person working for the British Intelligence.
Callie and Crystal, much to their dismay, have to have a body guard around them at all times.
Their bodyguard is none other then Jack Lewis (Dominic Monaghan) who is an agent working for the British Intelligence, best friend of Jeremy Robertson (Orlando Bloom), computer whiz and undercover agent for the British Intelligence, and Jake Robertson (Ioan Gruffudd) an undercover agent for the British Intelligence who makes all women swoon.
The brothers are assigned to watching Callie and Crystals every move while Jack is with them constantly.
Callie and Crystal put up with Jack as they were asked by their father. But when their best friend Tiffany Bradshaw (Phoebe Elder) is kidnapped by accident instead of Callie, the sisters disappear without Jack in search of their best friend.
Which leaves Jake, Jeremy and Jack to hunt them down, without getting them or any of the girls harmed...but what happens when the girls get a 'thing' for the men? Will it come between the shootouts and between the deadly gang who want the girls?
Sep. 28th, 2004 @ 12:19 pm
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What's going on in my life right now....
well I've just got a cold throat from being outside with Silver...otherwise known as the Silver Brumby. I've been awake since 7am! *day dreams of bed*
I have a very sore throat so I can't talk properly
and......*drum roll*
I have a new fic going as I have a writers block with all my other ones ( :-( )
It's called 'Our Undercover Agents' and its main characters/people are: Dominic Monaghan, Ioan Gruffudd, Orlando Bloom, Brooke Livingston, Zoe Matthews and Phoebe Elder. They make a movie called 'Undercover Royal'. tis good :D
anywho I'll get the plot and put it in my lij
Sep. 28th, 2004 @ 11:54 am
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You alright Gemzeh?
Why were you whimpering?
What's wrong?
Sep. 26th, 2004 @ 01:50 pm
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*huggles fanfic*
I wuv it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
hehehe 5 or more '!'s mean you're insane!!!!!!!
*ish insane*
Sep. 23rd, 2004 @ 06:15 pm
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Congratulations! Your companion is Legolas
Greenleaf, Prince of Mirkwood. It seems you
hang out with a fairly noble crowd these days.
;)
Whos companion are you?
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Sep. 21st, 2004 @ 09:19 pm
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Legolas!
What Character from LOTR are you?
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Sep. 21st, 2004 @ 09:15 pm
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Your date is Legolas. He will be kind to you, and
he will also put your needs before his own. He
knows how to love, and will always be there for
you. Also, he's cute! What a plus! You lucky,
lucky girl!
Who is you Dream Lord of the Rings Date? With nice pictures for all you girls!
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Sep. 21st, 2004 @ 09:14 pm
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I'm Legolas! Who are you?
by  eikocarolchan
Sep. 21st, 2004 @ 09:11 pm
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