[Authors Note: So this is my StEve drabble bucket! This is where all of my Stella/Eve fanfiction will go from now on, including drabbles, stories and writing challenges- so yeah! If you love StEve then look no further! :D Now! I found this drabble challenge thingy on my laptop and decided, hey! Why not do a StEve drabble? So yeah, I'm sleepy (it's 5.10am) and drunk and yeah... I hope they don't suck too much! ...Lou x]

10 Song drabble Challenge!

Created By: lostinhersong

Chosen Show and Paring: Waking the dead = Eve X Stella.

Drabbles written By: CrImSoN-DrIzZle

[Rules:

1. Put your iPod on shuffle.

2. Click next for the first challenge.

3. Write a drabble to each song for your chosen pairing.

4. You can only write the drabble until the song ends. When the song stops and changes to the next song, you must stop writing and write another drabble that suits the new song.

5. Do this for 10 songs and good luck.]

1. -' I'm Not Dead.'- Pink

Stella sighed and rubbed the back of her neck. Freshly tattooed neck, to be precise. She'd always been in opposition to people declaring their affections by way of Tattoo, but it had seemed such a good idea. She was so sure that Eve was the girl for her... forever. So now her name was there, for all to see, written into her skin.

2. 'Rude Boy.'- Rihanna

Rihanna's rude boy blared from the radio in the hall. Stella frowned. She'd no idea why Eve insisted upon leaving music on all the time, especially on stations like this. Sighing in frustration, she stood from her place on the sofa and tip toed to the bedroom where she thought Eve might be, she always asked permission before she messed with Eve's things. The sight that met DC Goodman's eyes was something she wouldn't forget for quite some time. The pathologist had made the bed and was laid provocatively across the sheets, nude other than a practically non-existent pair of black lace underwear. Smiling, she purred 'I've been expecting you.'

3. 'The Edge of Glory.'- Lady Gaga

They both lay perfectly still, just looking at one another. The silence seemed too complete to disturb, the scent of their love making still heavy in the air, a perfume that only the two of them could make. Eve blinked, a tear falling, silver, in the moonlight that bathed their entwined bodies. How beautiful Stella was, she couldn't describe. It was as though she were a dream, created in the deepest parts of her mind, the kind that she would gladly sleep forever to gaze upon. Stella leant forwards, kissing the tear from her lover's cheek, the taste of salt upon her lips. That was the taste of their love. Perfection.

4. 'My Immortal.'- Evanescence

It'd been a year since it happened. Stella's death, that was. As a pathologist she was more than used to death but this one had hit her hard. They'd been lovers, after all. Eve wiped her watering eyes as she walked along the dark highway. She'd taken to going out at night, when the memories of their all too short time together just wouldn't leave. It was as though Stella was still there with her, just too far away for her to touch. Fresh sobs wracked her body as she fell to her knees. She still loved her, after all this time, she was still in love. In love with a ghost. A corpse. She held her head in her hands and cried. That was all she could do.

5. 'If I had you.'- Adam Lambert

Stella couldn't deny it. She wanted Eve Lockhart. Her desire had been obvious for some months but the past week she really hadn't been able to deny it. Probably because since her crush on the pathologist had started she'd refused to have any other sexual partner. She only wanted her. It was a shame that she still didn't have her, because her frustration was becoming harder and harder to ignore. Until one day she couldn't anymore. She'd practically run down to the lab, making up some crappy excuse for Boyd's benefit. She didn't even bother putting a lab coat on. Eve had looked at her with surprise, asked her what she wanted. Usually she would've been more tactful but all she could manage to rasp was 'You.' Within 20 minutes they were making love on the lab floor.

6. 'Mean.'- Pink

Arguments happened in the best of relationships, but it didn't stop them hurting. Stella wanted to move back to France, wanted Eve to come with her. Eve said she couldn't. That was where it'd began. Usually their arguments would end with 'sorry', hugs and sex but this time it was just so.. mean. Eve cradled her head in her arms. They'd been fighting again, she hated yelling at Stella but sorry just wouldn't cut it this time. How Stella expected her to change her whole existence, no questions asked was just ...beyond her. Sighing she looked over at her companion, taking in her expression. There was so much love but it was... sour, somehow. Slowly she stood and left the room, feeling for the first time since 'they'd' began that maybe forever wouldn't be as long as it seemed.

7. 'Heavy metal lover.'- Lady gaga

There was an audible gasp as lips met flesh. Eve smirked. She loved it when Stella made noises like that for her. The noises lovers made for one another. Laughing slightly, she made her way down the centre of Stella's body, leaving a trail of kisses as she went. She wouldn't leave an inch unexplored. The French woman bit down hard on her lip, eyes shut tight, back arched into Eve's touch. She wanted her. Her lips, her teeth all over her body. Je veux ta bouche sur tout mon... A groan as she felt hot breath on her inner thigh. This would be the first time they made love this way. With tongues. It helped that they'd been drinking beforehand. She could still taste the whiskey from Eve's lips upon her own...

8. 'S&M'- Rihanna.

She was a doctor, not a psychologist. She didn't know if it was healthy to do what they did, and she wasn't about to be asking for Grace's advice anytime soon... If it was the only way she could satisfy Stella, she'd do it without question. Every other night, the handcuffs would be out, one cuff around the bed post, the other around DC Goodman's wrist. S&M. Time passed, they didn't know how they'd gotten there, but before long the whips were introduced. The harsh crack as the leather was brought down upon Stella's bare behind, breath hitching as the screams were barely contained. She lusted for the pain because it made her feel right. Eve made it feel right.

9. 'Voodoo.'- Adam Lambert.

Eve couldn't take it anymore. It was as though she'd been cursed, her mind taken hostage by... her. Stella. As soon as she'd joined CCHQ, that woman was the only thing she'd been able to concentrate on. Her voice, her accent, her face, her eyes. Those beautiful brown pools, she felt as though she was drowning every time she looked into them. Eve swallowed hard. Even thinking about it made her mind at a total loss. She was obsessed. It was like voodoo.

10. 'You and I.'- Lady Gaga.

'You're beautiful...' Stella smiled. Eve always said that after sex. She supposed it was her way of saying 'thank you.' for the orgasms. They'd made love in the lounge, this time. On the sofa, like a pair of teenagers. Laughing to herself, the Detective pressed her lips to Eve's, tasting faintly cigarettes and whiskey. It was sexy. They pulled apart briefly, and then seemed to melt into an embrace, their slick bodies glowing with heat. Peering over Stella's shoulder, Eve saw lipstick on her shoulder blade and smiled to herself. How she loved this woman, she could never describe with words alone. Lying in her lovers arms, Stella sighed contentedly, tracing the words 'You' and 'I' into the delicate skin of Eve's back until they both slipped into sleep.

This be the end, so review (you know how sexy that is to me) and why not try this yourself. ;D ... Auntie Lou x