A/N I love this ship. I really think there should be more fan fictions about it.
Mary Eunice McKee was called to sister Jude's office. As she walked all the other nuns stared and talked gossip. The shy nun tried not to listen because it was idiotic to do so. Sister Jude had told her this herself.
She got to the office and knocked. Sister Jude opened and smiled. "Come in sister.",she said in a calm tone. Mary Eunice stepped in and smiled as Jude closed the door,"Oh Judy, I've been thinking of you all day." she said quietly as Jude embraced her. Jude leaned in and kissed her lips. She truly loved her.
At first Mary Eunice was like the daughter she had never had. Then they fell in love. Jude knew it was sin, but she didn't care. She loved her, with all her might. Mary looked into her eyes and saw this love,and she felt the same. Jude did not want to leave the embrace but she had to.
"Sister we must hide our feelings,you know this." Jude was pained to say this.
"I know, Judy." Mary Eunice said under her breath.
Jude saw pain in the younger nun's eyes and quietly whispered,"Come here tonight and we can spend time without suspicion." As she said this the younger nun's eyes lit up.
"Of course sister!" She loved her so much.
The shy nun turned and left her lover's office. Jude couldn't figure out why she had fallen for her. Was her transformation a lie? Was redemption a lie? She hated this,but her feelings couldn't lie. This nun had her heart. More than the monsignor ever did. She sighed and went about her daily tasks.
As Mary walked the halls she knew that Jude was her true love."Like a fairy tale," She giggled under her breath."What is?" said.
Mary Eunice had not seen him behind her,"Oh nothing."
"Well that's fine sister. Will you come help me in my lab soon?" He said smiling. He had his own plans.
"Of course, Doctor." She said to him. Still thinking of Jude.
They both parted and the young nun wondered why he had needed her help. Of all people,her. Then she remembered. His creatures.
Miss Winters arrived around the expected time and Mary Eunice took the time to show her to the older nun's office.
"Sister Jude calls this her 'stairway to heaven'. She took such pride in Jude.
Jude had been doing rounds and found the feeble minded, lust-filled, Shelly. She chose to punish her by shaving some of her hair,when her beloved Mary Eunice burst in with Miss Winters.
"The lady reporters here-" She stopped seeing Jude mid-punishment.
"Told you I would come find you, Sister Mary Eunice. Brush yourself off, Shelly."
"Do you think I'm full of shame and regret for what I've done now, Sister? You could shave me bald as a cue ball, and I'll still be the hottest tamale in this joint." Her insolence disgusted Jude.
"Take her to the common room so the others can witness her newfound immaculacy. And next time, knock." She chose to chastise her as to not seem abnormal . Of couse, her doors were always open to the sister.
"Remind me of your name." She had a bad feeling about this reporter.
"Lana. Lana Winters. Can I ask what Shelley did? I assume you were punishing her for something." Lana said and Jude knew instantaneously, she is too nosy for her own good, Jude thought.
"I assumed you were here to do a story on our bakery." She retorted not wanting to give any secrets of Briarcliff away to her.
"Oh, believe me, no one loves that molasses bread more than I do. I toast it for my breakfast every single morning." The reporter said with a smile.
"Shelley was brought to us having been given the preposterous diagnosis by a psychiatrist comparing her to a wood nymph." Jude said giving the lady reporter some of the information she craved.
"You mean a nymphomaniac?" The young brunette questioned. Same thing in my book, The older nun thought to her self.
"Just more nonsense from the charlatans. That young woman is a victim of her own lust. There's no other name for it. Mental illness is the fashionable explanation for sin. You said your name's Lana? After the movie star? Now there's a train wreck of a soul. Jennifer Jones, however, there's a true lady. You've seen Song of Bernadette?" She voiced, in a way, most of what she was thinking at that moment.
"Oh, it's a classic." The reporter ignored the fact she had just been insulted.
Jude wanted to rave about the film but she was uncomfortable,"Yeah." Lana changed the subject accordingly,"But at Briarcliff, I hear you're the true star."
"Oh, no, not me. The monsignor, Timothy Howard. He's the real visionary. Sit down. You make me nervous. You know what this place was just two years ago? A hellhole!" All of what she said was true.
"And I'm told the bakery was your idea." Lana knew why she was here,and had to stick to the story topic. No matter how boring it was.
"It was, but it was based on his philosophy. Well, write it down. He believes the tonic for a diseased mind lies in the three 'P's: productivity, prayer, and purification. The bakery's just the tip of the iceberg. Oh, we have such dreams for this place." She was glad to hear the reporter had gotten back on topic.
"Are all your patients remanded here by the state?" It didn't seem like it, the brunette thought.
"Not all. The monsignor's a man of charity. You know where most of our wards come from? The ghetto." He really was a man of charity, the older nun thought.
At that moment her beloved Mary Eunice walked in,"They said to tell you that the... Oh, I didn't knock. I'm sorry, Sister." Jude didn't care weather she knocked or not, and was kinda sad to see the young nun in concern about it, really taking it to heart.
She got right to the point though,"You were sent to tell me what?" The young nun hesitated in front of the lady reporter,"Sent to tell you..."
"What?" Jude was getting annoyed.
"The bad person will arrive any minute." The younger nun was quite scared of him.
"Thank you, Sister. Well, are we ready for our bakery tour?" Sister Jude said ready to get this over with the lady reporter.
"She's talking about the maniac, the killer of those women, isn't she? Bloody Face" Miss Winters was more interested in the murderer more than the bakery, and it was clear.
"Bloody Face?" Jude knew exactly who he was.
"An eyewitness caught a glimpse of him leaving one of the crime scenes wearing a mask, which appeared to be made of human flesh. I heard he's going to be admitted here today. Is there any way I can meet him? The reporter's eyes glimmered with intrigue.
"You're not in the least bit interested in our good works." Jude said what she knew the whole time.
"Our town's in a collective panic. This maniac is decapitating women, three of them so far." She desperately wanted the sister to let her see him. This would be the big break she had been waiting for.
"I see you for exactly who you are." Jude was getting quite annoyed with the reporter.
"Three minutes. Give me three minutes with him, and I swear to God I will write an amazing..." She was cut off by Jude who was appalled that she used god's name in vain.
"Swear to God?! It's rich coming from you." Jude was putting up a wall. She did this often, jumping to brazen conclusions when people questioned her, or irritated her.
"People want to understand what's in the mind of someone like him." Lana was trying to keep her cool when the nun was almost breathing down her neck.
"There's not a pious bone in your body." Jude continued her little rant about how Lana didn't care about god.
The lady reporter thought,ha this will shake her up,"Where's the harm in that?" She said directly disrespecting the older nun.
"You're out of your depth, Miss Lana Banana. You want a story? Write this down. Your killer is being turned over to us by the authorities until it is determined whether he is fit to stand trial." Jude said coldly.
A/N : That's chapter 1! If anyone wants I can keep writing about this! I kinda have plans for more chapters, so I'm willing to keep writing. Thanks for reading! Please leave a review, it always helps!
