Title: "Lost and Delirious"
Author: Kat Lee
Rating: G/K
Summary: She must be lost and delirious.
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It is the soothing sound of a crackling fire in a heart coupled with gentle hands roaming over her body that has recently become more delicately than she cares to admit that lure Ororo back to consciousness. Her blue eyes open slowly, and she looks to see who is tending to her wounds with such care. Her gaze is careful, furtive, a bare glimpse from underneath her long eyelashes for her instincts tell her the person caring for her now does not wish her gentility to be discovered.
She doesn't know how she knows her caretaker is a female, but it's with the same calm and seemingly basic knowledge that she has accepted that God is a woman. Perhaps it is the gentleness of her touch, but there's no other sign to tell her from the lean body whose back is to her. She simply knows.
The firelight flickers over the side of a face made hard from too many hard times and too many battles. Ororo can still see only the outline of her caretaker, but again, somehow, she knows that the woman could have been so much better off if only a few things had been different. She could have been beautiful, and for a moment, watching her in that dim light, she is.
Then she turns to face her, slapping a bandage roughly onto another injury, and Ororo wants to scream at herself. Her caretaker is not beautiful or gentle! She is Callisto, and Ororo's mind must still be lost and delirious if she can think there's anything beautiful about her greatest enemy. Still, though, she can't help thinking, as Cal herself once said, if things had only been a little different, they could have been great friends or perhaps even more. They are not, and Ororo pulls away.
The End