Disclaimer: I don't own DEBS or anything to do with DEBS. I don't even own my imagination. Honestly, it owns me.

Author's Note: Trying a little something new.

Black Thunder

Part 1

Lucy Diamond sat up suddenly in bed, unable to register what it was exactly that had awoken her. The sheet was wrapped around her sweaty body leaving the blonde still sleeping next to her uncovered. It gave every indication that it was simply a bad dream, yet her heart was pounding against her chest painfully, a tell that something bad was coming.

Every one of her senses was on alert and yet nothing seemed to stand out. Everything was still in the darkness, and the usual noises of the night filled their little home. Lucy was almost willing to chalk the whole incident up to simple indigestion until Amy grabbed her forearm sitting up next to her, fear in her eyes.

"Something…"

"I know," Lucy interrupted. If they both sensed something wrong then there was no doubt left in her mind.

At exactly the same time they reached into their respective drawers and pulled out their guns. Lucy couldn't help but note how well the two of them just fit together. In bed, or in a desperate situation, it didn't matter, they were made for each other. Amy shot her an excited grin and they slowly slipped out of the bed, ready to kick some ass.

"Could it be the DEBS?" Lucy whispered as they stood at the closed bedroom door.

"I don't think so. Janet or Max would have given us a heads up just like last time," Amy whispered back. She slowly counted to three with her fingers and once she hit three Lucy pulled their bedroom door open.

Amy checked out the hallway and then tilted her head a bit indicating that Lucy should follow her.

"How about one of your people?" Amy asked quietly as they slipped down the hallway.

"Scud handled everything when I left. They should have no reason to want to hunt me down," Lucy replied shaking her head.

Amy ducked into the bathroom, coming back out with a negative shake of her head. Nothing.

"Which leaves us with who then?" she asked.

"A very unlucky common burglar?" Lucy said with a shrug.

She watched as Amy took the lead, her long legs moving gracefully and quietly through the empty living room. The pajama pants she was wearing hugged her in all the right places and yet seemed loose enough to leave a small something up to the observer's mind. The tank top, on the other hand, didn't leave much to the imagination. Lucy felt underdressed in her simple shorts and t-shirt.

"Have I told you lately how much I love those pants?" she asked Amy.

"Only every time I wear them."

"Mmmm, I'm just saying that whoever bought them for you should be well rewarded."

"That would be you, Lucy."

Lucy had somehow slipped right next to Amy without the blonde noticing, placed a hand on her back and whispered in her ear, "I know."

Lucy felt the shiver the raced through Amy's body and would have loved to follow that up with some more whispered words, but she was still Lucy Diamond. She would find the enemy currently invading her home and neutralize the threat. Then there would be time for play.

"It's too quiet," Amy suddenly pointed out.

Lucy had to kick herself for losing her focus for even a moment. One moment was all it took for someone to get hurt, and Lucy would never let anything bad happen to Amy, even at the expense of her own life. They finally arrived at the kitchen only to find it empty as well.

"Do you think we…" Lucy began, suddenly doubting herself again.

"No," Amy responded succinctly, a look of determination on her face.

That's when Lucy once again focused on the task in front of her. Nothing appeared to be wrong, but it was far too quiet, and everything felt wrong. Lucy had long ago learned to rely on what her feelings told her over what her senses might show her. Slight movement in the corner of her eye caused her to whip her gun around and point it in the corner of the kitchen. There, flapping in some nonexistent breeze, was a simple ripped piece of black cloth.

Lucy looked at Amy and raised her eyebrow in a silent question. Amy just shook her head. No, it didn't belong to either of them. The feeling of unease began to grow and then tighten into a ball in the pit of her stomach. This was some kind of warning, it was the only explanation. But despite running through a list of every criminal mastermind she knew she couldn't think of anyone with such a calling card.

Again Lucy looked to Amy with a silent question and once again Amy shook her head in the negative. She couldn't think of anyone in her mental database either. Lucy felt her hands clench. She hated not knowing what was going on, it left her on shaky ground, constantly second guessing herself. The last time she had felt this way was over Amy. That situation had turned out for the better, but maybe the universe was trying to settle the score. They had to get out of here and just regroup until they could gather more information…or at least until morning.

Lucy opened her mouth to speak but one glance at Amy told her that the blonde was having the very same thought. She grasped Amy's hand tightly and together they walked back into the bedroom to grab a few things.

"Do you think we're overreacting?" Amy asked as Lucy threw some clothes and weapons into a duffel bag. Her voice sounded as if she desperately wanted to believe they were.

"Most likely. But it's better to be safe than sorry. Someone snuck into our house and got out without setting off any of the alarms and left some kind of warning. I say we go someplace else and just lay low until morning. Then we'll come back here and figure out what the hell is going on."

She felt Amy come behind her and wrap her arms around her shorter body holding tight. It scared Lucy that after a magical night there was this sudden feeling of impending doom that had fallen. It was simple piece of fabric but somehow both Lucy and Amy knew it would well beyond that.

The tension in the air had become so thick Lucy was afraid to walk away from the bed. Instead she turned in Amy's arms and pulled her into a deep kiss. She used her tongue to taste Amy's bottom lip. She tasted her minty toothpaste and held back a moan as Amy's tongue joined her own. Every fiber of Lucy's being told her to make this moment last.

Lucy finally pulled away, breathing heavily, and leaned her head against the beauty in front of her. "I love you," she whispered, "I don't say that enough."

"It's just not who you are," Amy whispered back, "But I know you do. I never doubt it."

"Still, I should remember to say it more often. You, of all people, should never be lacking when it comes to hearing those particular words."

Amy's hands gripped her face almost painfully. "Stop. Just stop."

Lucy gave her one more quick kiss and then grabbed her hand and the duffel bag as they slipped out of the house. They'd only made it a few feet before Lucy remembered something she forgot.

"Shit, I have to go back to get the cell phone."

"No, Luce, we don't need it. Let's just go."

Lucy shook her head vigorously. "No! We do need it if we want to be able to call Scud or Janet, or hell, even Max, without being traced. Scud had it made especially for us. I'll only be a minute."

Amy bit her lip in concentration. "Then I'm coming with you."

Lucy gave a humorless laugh and leaned in to kiss the spot on Amy's lips where her teeth had just been. "Just wait here, I'll be quicker," she said while already jogging away to avoid more argument.

Amy turned back to the yard, keeping her eyes and ears open to any movement. She leaned against the tree next to her and willed Lucy to hurry up. She felt herself shiver even though the air was warm against her skin. A tingling sensation ran up her spine and she tensed waiting for the attack she swore was about to come. Suddenly her stomach dropped and she knew. She didn't know how, but she just knew.

Turning back to the house she felt the heat before mentally registering the explosion that threw her backwards. There wasn't even enough time to think of Lucy before unconsciousness took her into the darkness.