A/N: Relativity new to writing fanficion. I love this book series, and I hope that I manage to keep this together. For anyone not familiar with the series (what a shame Google it) Rachel is a witch (for the most part) and Ivy is a vampire they are runners in the Hollows. They have a pixy partner (that you will not meet in this chapter) and live in a church. Ivy is bisexual and had been "hunting Rachel for a few years" …Rachel is straight or so she thought…but I think Ivy is a planner! Enjoy, please let me know what you think.

***Special thanks to my beta luffy fan ! You rock my friend!

****** A/N: Mature … due to smut *****

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters from the Hollows Series by Kim Harrison (who is a Writing Goddess). Nor any Lyrics that I might use in this chapter or any chapters going forward.

"I hate doing dishes." Rachel muttered under her breath. She was once again stuck doing them. The red-headed witch didn't see why she had to do them when Ivy was going redo them anyway. Apparently she couldn't do them correctly.

'It's your turn, stop whining." Ivy mocked clicking and tip tapping on her stupidly expensive computer. With her back towards Ivy and safely out of view, Rachel rolled her eyes as she finished the last dish. It was quiet in the house as all the pixies were sleeping. The midnight pasta dinner had been a peaceful moment between the two of them. Wade, Rachel's personal bodyguard, was off for the night so he wasn't in the church. No one had spent a lot of time at the church lately. Rachel had mistakenly thought that with Glen out of the picture, Ivy would spend more time at home. "Not so much."

"What?"

"I am talking to myself. Can't a person have a conversation with themselves without getting the third degree?" Rachel tossed the rag into the sink and turned around to face Ivy who was shooting her a dirty look.

Ivy raised an eyebrow at Rachel. "How in the hell am I suppose to know when you are talking to yourself."

Exasperated, Rachel tossed her hands in the air. "It's pointless, never mind." She placed her hands on her hips,and listened to the steady tap, tap, tap of the keyboard.

"Are you going to tell we what is actually wrong? Or are you going to just blame it on everything else." Ivy still had the majority of her attention on the computer, though she was looking at Rachel.

Rachel left the room and headed to the living room turning on the TV, popping up the volume to drown out the tap, tap,tap noise she could still here from the kitchen. She sat on the sofa channel surfing. There was nothing on. 900 channel and nothing to watch?.

She sat there not really watching what was on the TV trying to figure out why she was so restless. She hadn't had a run since helping Nina/Walkie-talkie man. She wasn't hurting for money so it hadn't been pressing on her too badly. But it was almost as if she was experiencing cabin fever again. But there was no reason for her to HAVE to stay home except that she had promised the Body Guard from the Seventh Degree of Hades, who she kindly refereed to him as BGFSDH, that she wouldn't. But without the bracelet on she could fully function, take care of herself and kick some ass if need be. She didn't need the BGFSDH to tell her what to do. Mind made up, she flicked off the TV and headed down that hall through the sanctuary to the foyer. She snagged her light weight jacket, her purse, keys and opened the heavy front door quietly. She made it halfway to the carport before Ivy descended upon her.

"Where are you going?" she demanded her arms across her chest. Her black hair shining in the light of the street light.

"Out"

"Where?"

"Why does it matter ?"

"You promised Wade you would stay here at the church."

"I changed my mind, without the bracelet I will be fine." Rachel turned and headed in the direction on the car.

"Rachel it is midnight where are you going? The stores are closed or closing and the bars will be empty for another few hours."

"You're not my keeper!" Rachel said threw clenched teeth. "Stop telling me what I can do, where I can go, and what is and isn't a good idea."

Ivy backed off with her hands in the air. "Fine do whatever you want."

"Fine! Thank you for your permission." Rachel swung around and headed to the car again. Rachel started the car, threw it in reverse backing out refusing to look at Ivy who stood there watching.

Ivy watched Rachel leave. She was glad to see one of RC's lackeys tailing her. Apparently she, Ivy, was the problem. Turning around she headed back to the church, still trying to figure what was going on. Ivy fished out her cell when it vibrated, pursing her lips seeing a message from Erica.

What are you doing? –ER

Noting, home alone what's up? -Tamwood

Boring! I am going to swing by and pick you up -ER

Not sure that is a good idea at the moment -Tamwood

Tough OMW already, B-RED-E C U in 10 -ER

"Ok guess that's that." Ivy smirked plunking up the porch steps and slipping back into the church for her jacket, keys and purse. Evidently someone wasn't taking no for an answer. She wrote a quick note for Jenks and Wyade incase they came back before her.

Gentlemen,

Rachel took off in a bit of a Red Headed Temper Tantrum …RC is having her trailed she should be ok. I am being kidnapped by Erica be back later.

Ivy

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Rachel drove around for a few hours with the windows down and blasting the music loudly. She didn't have a destination. She just needed to get out away from the insistent tap, tap, tapping! She pulled back into the garage and headed back to the quiet Church. She kicked off her shoes at the door in defiance of the OCD Nazi, and hung up her coat. She padded down the hallway peeking into Ivy's room seeing it was empty. She continued on her way to the kitchen and found Ivy's note on the fridge. She wanted to fume at the Red Headed Temper Tantrum, but decided it was entirely too accurate. She snuck one of the brownies on counter, then decided that she wanted more then one. Chocolate soothed the soul. She slid down the side of the island counter sandwiching herself between the parallel counters, not trusting herself to sit next to the tap tap machine. "Damn these brownies are great!" she reached up behind her onto the counter and grabbed the plate of brownies and ate two more.

She had no idea how long she sat there but she heard Ivy and Erica coming home. Ivy was laughing loudly, as she shushed Erica, who was holding her up. "The pixies are still sleeping keep it down!"

"Ivy you're the one that is being loud. I am going to leave you here in the living room are you going to be ok?"

"Fine fine!" she giggled "Go home before mom and dad send out the troops."

"You're really sugared, I have never seen someone so sugared before. Are you sure you're ok?"

"Fine, go."

"Ok I'll call you later."

"Bye bye girlie" again she giggled. Rachel peaked out behind her hiding place, trying not to laugh as she hid. Once Erica was gone she crawled into the living room, peeking over the arm of the sofa. "I see you you sneaky witch!" Ivy reached for her. Rachel laughed and dived to the ground, laughing harder when Ivy landed on top of her.

"A sugared Ivy is a fun Ivy." Rachel tickled the vampire who was covering her from head to toe with her body, feeling her squirm and molding their bodies together. All of a sudden Rachel was out of breath, and it wasn't from laughing. Ivy stopped moving and looked down at her wondering why she stopped playing. "Sugared Ivy is very pretty." Rachel whispered softly reaching up and brushing Ivy's hair behind her ear.

"Rachel?" Ivy shivered at the touch whimpering softly.

"It's ok Ivy." Rachel leaned up and softly pressed her lips against hers, smiling when she heard Ivy moan. "You like that?" she whispered, feeling Ivy nod she leaned up while tugging Ivy down and connected their lips again softly molding them together. This time she didn't pull away when Ivy groaned she just tipped her face and deepened the kiss. Tenderly she ran her lips against Ivy's bottom lip as it trembled, under the attentive care Ivy's lips parted with a sigh. Rachel slipped her tongue pass the slightly swollen lips and teased it against the vampire's. Rachel's body was tingling all over. She reached up and snaked her fingers though the black tresses tugging gently to ensure that Ivy didn't pull away. Slowly she pulled away, running kisses down Ivy's face, across her jaw to her ear. Running her tongue over the small earlobe then nipping it.

"Rachel!" Ivy rocked forward as her body buckled against the onslaught of pleasure.

"Mmm that felt good, do it again." Rachel demanded, groaning when Ivy rocked her body into hers again. "Yeah, I was right the first time," Rachel muttered reaching for Ivy lips again. Ivy shifted so that she was only partly laying on her and Rachel was able to run her hands up and down her body, finally resting on her hip. She wanted to have Ivy's hands on her. "Too many clothes!" She pushed Ivy off her and took hold of her shirt before lifting it over her head and tossing it away. She leaned over and made quick work of Ivy's top as well. "Much better!" she shifted so that she was on her knees and pulled Ivy to hers then mashed her lips to Ivy's in a quick kiss. She pulled away again and chuckled when Ivy growled at the loss of the contact. She slipped her hands in Ivy's hair and pulled her head back to expose her neck. She ran her tongue across the pulse points, Ivy shouted out softly as the contact, encouraging Rachel to bite down hard pinching the skin with her teeth sucking hard. In Rachel's arms Ivy's body convulsed slightly and Rachel felt finger nails dig into her back.

"Harder Rachel! Harder!" Ivy begged rocking her hips forward into the redhead, drawing a moan that was muffled because of the hold she had on her neck. The sensation intensified when Rachel bit down harder, sucking at the flesh. Ivy ran her fingers down to grab Rachel's ass pulling them even closer together. Ivy felt Rachel's hands undoing her bra, sliding the straps down then flinging it. If possible her head flew back further when she felt the pinching sensation on her nipples as Rachel alternated caressing them and pinching them. Ivy released the hold on Rachel's ass and worked at removing the bra from Rachel, it was a front clasp so it was easy or she would have torn it in her impatience to touch the hidden skin.

At the tender touch of her breast Rachel's lost her connection on Ivy's skin when her entire body bowed with the contact. "Oh Goddess that feels good." Ivy leaned down and brushed her lips against her left breast, causing a very loud witchy moan.

"You taste sweet Rachel. I have waited so long for this."

"What a delusional oblivious witch."Rachel whispered shuttering at Ivy's touch.

"What an obsessively stubborn vampire." Ivy caressed one nipple while she nipped and flicked her tongue over the other. Rachel's body still arched to Ivy's touch. It was mindless pleasure that she was feeling head to toe. Something that she had never felt before, the deep pressure that was building stronger and faster then ever before. She squeezed her thighs together, trying to get control of herself, even as Ivy was relentlessly wreaking havoc with each touch and flick of her tongue.

Yeah who wanted control it was over rated. Giving up the loosing battle she reached for the button and zipper of Ivy's jeans. Or course they were skin tight but she managed to shimmy them down just enough to slip her slender hand in to touch the mound covered soaked panties. But. Worth. Every. Bit of. Frustration. Ivy jackknifed and yelled out her name. "Yeah I want these off!" Rachel growled. Pushing off Ivy and standing, pulled a disoriented Ivy to her feet then ripped the bothersome material off, watching Ivy kick the material away as she pulled off her own jeans.

"You're so beautiful." Ivy whispered reaching out and running a hand down Rachel's exposed skin. Starting at her chin, traveling the path of her neck, between her collar bones, between her breasts, down her stomach and teasing the material of the blue bikini bottoms. "I could touch you forever, and still want more." Ivy whispered as she slid her hand lower to cup the drenched panties. The whimper Rachel released as her legs wavered, broke Ivy's remaining restraint. She grabbed Rachel, lifting her off the ground and pulled her tight against her, loving the way that Rachel wrapped her legs around her, and rocked her hips against her. Rachel demanded her lips as she carried her quickly down the hall into her room and kicked the door shut.