IT HAD TO BE YOU
Author: Aingeal0220
Rating: MATURE (R to NC-17)
Summary: Katie Singer just turned single. The event left behind a seriously demented ex who does not take no for an answer. To make matters worse, a doctor moves in next door that arouses her curiosity: Moreover, her desires. But there's one tiny detail Katie had to consider too. Dr. Jessica Sammler is about to get married.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters from Once and Again. I'm just a fan writing a fanfic. Please don't sue me.
Part I: Moving Next Door
Deranged
Delusional
Katie stared at the letter her psycho-ex sent her. Those two words literally caught her attention. The rest of the letter made Katie chuckle upon the childish retorts of her ex-girlfriend. Why would a 25 year old grown woman demand an extension to such a relationship that was clearly going nowhere? There was no love. No passion. It wasn't good for Katie, even Sarah. They both knew it but Sarah did have a problem on letting her go.
Deleting the message, Katie suppressed a groan, slightly resting her forehead on the table. Carefully she zoned out of the room she was it. She completely ignored everything. Though the brunette had tried to disengage from further lashing of words publicly and privately, Sarah Grasser just won't let up. Seems to her, Sarah couldn't take no for an answer. The smaller brunette literally has claws and feisty hands that were clinging to Katie: Much to the latter's frustration.
With a sigh and a deep breath, Katie stood up from her chair and walked towards the bathroom. It was already eight in the morning of a working day. A splash of water on her face set the brunette stripping so that she could hurriedly change to wear her work clothes. Being the chief accountant in a slightly famous firm had its perks, but it also had its disadvantages. But of course, Katie Singer would get through the day. The surreal charm and attitude of the brunette made her excel specially when dealing with their clients.
"Damn it. I need a hair cut… Maybe a facial too…" Katie muttered to herself eyeing her rosy cheeks and red lips.
Her hair was longer than she would usually have it: about 2 inches below her shoulders.
Not far away, Jessica Sammler was trying her best to slow down her vehicle. For some reason, the van just would not slow down. A sudden rush of fear enveloped Jessie's heart. Why would this happen now? She's about to have a new home. Why is this happening now?
Suddenly, the car's speed gradually decreased but it was still moving. Passing a curb, Jessie could see the house she was supposed to live in and the house next door. She had to think fast. No breaks, but she had to stop. Without further rationalization, Jessie closed her eyes and slammed the vehicle on the fence. Since it has decreased speed, it lightly shook the blonde, and to her gratefulness, the car had just wrecked the next door garden.
Vowing she would repay the owner for such a mess she had caused, Jessie stepped down from the van and surveyed the location.
Setting her collar straight, Katie heard a loud screech outside her home. Afterwards she heard something crashing. Silently praying nothing happened to her garden, Katie walked out of her room and towards the front door to see what was the noise about.
Upon the sight of her front yard, Katie Singer's mouth almost dropped to the floor. There were three things that Katie saw sending her brain into overdrive.
One: Her roses and gardenias got squished by the trash can and her mailbox which was obviously ran down.
Two: The garbage that was once neatly stored on the trash can was now laying on her path way, making it impossible for her to walk a single step without stepping on something that might stick to her heels.
Third: A pair of blue eyes looking at her rather fearfully, to whom owned the lips that made Katie's mouth water.
"I'm terribly sorry!" The blonde woman bowed her head down as if she was afraid to face Katie Singer's wrath.
Katie could not speak nor formulate a rather civil reply to the person who was a few feet away from her. She gulped an imaginary lump on her throat. Opening her mouth, Katie tried to let the words out, but failed again. Suddenly, she found herself looking down to the woman's cheek, her neck, the base of her neck, then…
"Oh dear…" Katie closed her eyes and snapped her head to the side.
She mentally scolded herself for her wandering eyes. Looking back at the young woman, Katie finally noted she was a blonde. Her skin was as white as pearl and seemed like silk to Katie's eyes. Her ruby lips seemed to speak words to Katie but apparently she was too mesmerized to comprehend everything.
"I'm terribly sorry. I'll have someone clean and fix everything for you. The breaks just gave up on me. I'm sorry." The blonde's eyes finally met Katie's confused yet overwhelmed pair.
Just then, which seemed like she had woken up from a dream, she felt her phone vibrate from her pocket. Realizing she had not uttered a work to the blonde woman in front of her, Katie gave a sly smile and then a nod.
What else could she do? She could barely hear the woman speak her words. It's not that Katie didn't want to hear her voice. It's just that, she was too distracted by the features right in front of her. And to be specific, it wasn't all about her front yard.
"KATIE SINGER!" Katie pulled the phone away from her ear then gave her head a shake.
"You are LATE! You have a meeting at 8:30! OR DID YOU FORGET?" The stern sound of her boss quickly sidetracked Katie's sudden daydream.
"I'm sorry Grace. I'm going to BE LATE." Katie emphasized on the last two words so as to not argue with her boss.
"Some woman had an accident on my front yard. I have to at least make sure no one is hurt." The brunette added as she watched the blonde pick up a few letters that were scattered on the ground.
"Sure… Sure… Tell it to the FEDS… YOU ARE LATE! And you're making lose MY MONEY!" Grace retorted angrily ignoring any sort of explanation.
"It's not my fault her car had trouble and came crashing to my yard. Wait. You know what, talk to her. So you'll know I'm not lying." Katie turned to the blonde whose proximity was not closer to her.
"Um… Could you do me a favor tell my boss I'm not lying about my yard being ran down by a car?"
"Sure." The woman nervously replied taking the phone from Katie's hand and began to speak.
"Hello, this is Jessica Sammler…" The blonde mentioned turning to give Katie a soft smile.
Jessica Sammler so that's her name.
Katie thought silently as a grin suddenly formed on her lips.
"Grace?" She heard the blonde say out loud.
Suddenly, Jessica turned around and moved away from Katie, as if she were having a private phone call with Katie's boss.
"Jessie? What the heck are you doing on my accountant's residence?" Grace Manning asked surprised.
"I didn't know she's the one living next door."
"What happened? How did you end up wrecking her yard?" Grace's voice had grown fearful and worried.
Though not of the same blood line, Grace Manning and Jessica Sammler are sisters by legality. Lily Sammler, Grace's mother, is now married to Jessie's father, Rick.
"Tad forgot to check the van. I think my break fluid was leaking and I probably ran out when I got here. Good thing I only crashed into the fence and some roses. It would have been nasty if I crashed into a person or another vehicle." Jessie let out a sigh.
"Tad… Does he really care about you? Because he's trying to kill you already! You're not even married yet!"
"Hush Grace, I'm fine. I have your friend's yard to thank."
"Alright… Tell her she can skip work today. But she has to help you with your stuff."
"Grace, I'll be fine. Give her the day off already. She looked a little shocked to find me and my van on her yard."
"Fine… Fine... I'll drop by later."
Katie watched as Jessie flipped Katie's phone shut ending the phone call for her.
"Your boss is giving you a day off." Jessie smiled giving the phone back to Katie.
Katie tilted her head to the side with a questioning look on her face. Grace Manning was mad at her. How could this person she barely even knew acquire her a day off from a demanding superior?
"I'm really sorry about the front yard. I'll help you clean it up today after I set my stuff inside." Jessie gave her a smile as she pointed to the house next door.
"Oh. Alright." Was all that Katie could reply.
She abruptly raised her head and closed her eyes.
Stop staring at her chest. Damn it. I know it's a little bit see through but that's beside the point!
"Are you alright?" Jessie asked looking at Katie rather worriedly.
Snapping out of her thoughts, Katie brought her sight straight to Jessie then just let out a sigh.
"I'm alright. I guess I have to change." Katie muttered feeling a build up on her tummy.
She was about to turn around and go inside her house when she felt Jessie's cold hands reach for her arm.
"I didn't catch your name." Jessie let out a smile, her hand now holding on to Katie's.
"Katie Singer." Katie replied weakly.
She was trying her best not to let her eyes wander. She wouldn't want this beautiful woman think she was perverted. She felt she was, as of the moment. But Jessie thinking that she was isn't really a good idea for her to ponder about.
"Call me Jessie. I'll let you change now." Jessie smiled again then turned towards the van.
Katie watched her tiptoe across the pathway, trying not to step on the litter that was still scattered around. Jessie had feline qualities that made Katie wonder how on earth she missed out on a person such as the blonde. Shaking her head, she opened the door and went inside her own home. Silently, Katie just mumbled another mantra.
"Beautiful blonde women are mostly straight and already taken."
Next door, Jessie finally reached the door knob and opened her new abode. She plopped onto the floor and stared at her bare new home.
"At least there's a person with bright eyes next door who's making this move worthwhile."
