The Nonnatus Haunting
Summary:
Trixie is convinced that Nonnatus House is haunted. Patsy and Delia learn an indirect lesson.
Chapter I
The sound of cutlery, plates and chatter echoed through the halls of Nonnatus House, however, one voice, high-pitched, drowned them all.
"So, it was extremely creepy! I still feel cold now!" explained Trixie. Barbara looked at her with questionable eyes.
"Maybe it was just your imagination. I mean you were facing the door, maybe it was just the wind?"
Trixie arched her shoulders back quickly and with raised eyebrows replying,
"My imagination! You weren't there and I certainly didn't imagine it! I wouldn't imagine moaning voices echoing down the hall would l? Sister Julienne, can I ask? Has anyone ever mentioned any paranormal experiences here at Nonnatus?" Sister Julienne looked up at Trixie shaking her head
"I don't recall anything being reported as paranormal before I'm afraid, Nurse Franklin".
"I once thought I heard voices in the house" interjected Sister Monica Joan, "however, I discovered it was the cooing of two pigeons mating" Silence enveloped the table.
"Thank you, Sister Monica Joan" stated Sister Julienne, looking back at Trixie, who was trying to stifle a snigger as were the rest of the table, apart from Patsy and Delia.
They had both sat there listening quietly to the discussion that was unfolding before them. After Sister Monica Joan's comment about the pigeons, Patsy quickly looked at Delia who at this point had starting turning pink with embarrassment. They both knew that Nonnatus house isn't haunted and knew the source of the noises Trixie was explaining. Patsy let her mind wander to last night:
Once safely exiting the room past a sleeping Trixie, Patsy tip toed her way down the corridor into Delia's room.
"Did she not wake?" asked Delia immediately.
"Shush! No she was sound asleep and facing the door when I left, so it looks as though I'll have to be extra quiet in the morning" Patsy replied sliding herself under the covers next to Delia.
Once there, she wrapped her arms around Delia, closed her eyes and sighed, "It seems ages since I was led next to you" She said planting a kiss on the top of Delia's head.
"It's been one week, two days, ten hours and seven minutes to be exact" came the reply. "Someone has been counting down the minutes I see" she said with a small laugh.
Delia moved closer to her, tightening her hold more and whispered, "So we shouldn't waste any more time"
Patsy couldn't help but smile and leaned back to find Delia's lips and pulled her close.
"I've wanted to kiss you all day" she admitted, as she leaned in to kiss her.
Their lips met. The kiss was slow and unhurried, savouring the moment with one another. She moaned quietly when she felt Delia's tongue against her bottom lip. Patsy heard Delia's breathing shift as she let her hand wander over her chest, lightly brushing her nipple before slipping it around her neck to pull her closer.
Delia pulled back to look at her with desire filled eyes.
"Can you be quiet?" she asked.
"I believe the question is, can YOU?" Patsy whispered before kissing her again. She felt Delia's hips jerk forward, and she couldn't help but smile against her lips. Quickly the kisses became fiery hot. They pulled apart quickly, long enough to remove their clothing and came together again, this time their skin touching. She groaned in anticipation, and felt a familiar wetness between her legs. She felt Delia's hands roam her naked form, loving the sensations it gave her. Delia suddenly pushed her hands above her head. She broke from the kiss and ducked her head downwards, with her mouth closing over one of her nipples. She squirmed beneath her, wanting and needing more. Delia must have realised her urging need.
Letting go of her wrists, she moved her hand down and found her clit, making Patsy suck in breath and buck her hips furiously. Patsy couldn't speak as she spread her legs helplessly for Delia. She moved her fingers, knowing exactly how to touch her. She could feel she was close and as Delia kissed her again, she lost all control. Patsy's orgasm hit her hard and her thighs tightened together. She held Delia close. Breathing heavily, she tried to catch her breath as Delia moved over her, planting kisses against her neck, face and then finally, her mouth.
Once recovered, Patsy pushed Delia down gently, moving her hands freely over her body, admiring every curve and dip until her hand settled between her legs. Looking into Delia's eyes, she began to touch her slowly, taking her time to please her lover. Delia's breaths were coming out in quick bursts, her moaning becoming louder as she continued her teasing. Patsy slowed her movements and kissed Delia, trying to quieten her, not wanting to alert the others. Pulling away she looked back down at Delia. Biting on her lip, she couldn't remember seeing anything as beautiful as her in this moment. Feeling alive and suddenly not caring about being surrounded by other residents, she lowered her hand and entered Delia, her fingers sliding easily through her wetness, filling her completely. Delia cried out in pleasure, quickly clasping her hand over her mouth to cover the sound. She couldn't control the moans that escaped her as Patsy continually pumped her fingers inside her, until her hips rose and she let out one last cry before she collapsed onto the bed.
Delia pulled Patsy closer to her as she trembled and tried to calm her breathing,
"I love you Pats" she whispered.
"I love you too Deels" looking down at Delia.
"Patsy!" Her name being shouted pulled her from her thoughts. Blinking twice, she looked over at Trixie
"Sorry" she said. Turning, she looked at Delia, who gazed at her with inquisitive eyes.
"Honestly Patsy, have you not been listening to a single word I've said? We have just concluded that Sister Monica Joan's explanation of the pigeons is the only good idea for the noises I heard last night. Sister Julienne pointed out the problems with the paranormal, in her words 'the unreliable sources of paranormal encounters are not to be taken seriously'. Therefore, I was asking if you could think of any logical explanation for those ghastly noises last night?"
Suddenly, all eyes were upon Patsy as she shifted nervously in her seat.
"Err, yes I err, I have to agree with Sister Monica Joan. Pigeons" she replied flustered.
Looking over at Delia, she could see the brunette trying hard to conceal a giggle. She promised herself to remind Delia later who was responsible for the disturbances.
"Well I suppose the verdict is pigeons. It's a shame really, as a haunting would have been a great story. We could have called it 'The Nonnatus Haunting'"
Trixie laughed and continued to eat her breakfast thinking of other great titles.
The End