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Events of this story take place after the events of episode 76, when Don Lorenzo catches Silvia with Pepa. Sara is not with Lucas, mostly because I don't know about her relationship and the specifics.
"I wish the best for you both." He said with emotion. Shaking the feeling and getting up, he said, " Well… when you come back to the station, you'll both have to pull four straight shifts for abandoning your posts, and for raising a false alarm. Is that clear?"
He turned around and left.
In the room that he had just left, Silvia and Pepa were sitting up on the bed, a sheet wrapped around them and Silvia's arm draped around Pepa, heads leaning against each other. Pepa leaned away to look at Silvia. Seeing that her redhead hadn't yet opened her eyes, Pepa nudged her.
Looking concerned now, Pepa asked, "What's the matter pelirroja?" Silvia shook her head. "Nothing." She said. Pepa knew that she might be overwhelmed, her father had just accepted their relationship, given them his blessings. She knew it meant a lot to her Silvia. But the circumstance did creep her out.
She pulled Silvia closer, nuzzled in her hair and murmured, "It's okay baby, I know, it's overwhelming. But he accepted us. It's okay."
"I know." said Silvia, "It was all great of him to finally be okay about us. But couldn't he have said all that when we weren't all this hot and heavy and naked!" She screeched, annoyed, her hair a mess from their activities before they were interrupted, her face all rosy and a huge frown gracing her face. Pepa could only laugh.
"Si, pelirroja, you have a point. A huge and very important one at that. The whole situation was weird." she corrected herself as Silvia shot her a glare.
Silvia continued, "And he just had to pull up a chair and sit! I know, I know, he gave us his blessing, but the man has no sense of appropriate timing! I've never been more embarrassed." her features still locked in on angry mode.
Dios! Pepa thought. Silvia can be really angry. Don Lorenzo is going to have a lot of trouble once we return. But god, she really is beautiful, even when she is angry. All that angry pink tinge to her cheeks, little angry lines between her eyebrows, oh, so beautiful!
Pepa shifted and looked at her, "Vale, pelirroja, vale. He will have hell to pay for walking in like that. We'll see to it later. Come on now, cheer up. It's just, I don't know, late afternoon now, we have until tomorrow morning to be here. Unless you want to go back that is." Pepa questioned, a bit hopeful that she would stay.
"NO. No. I don't want to go back just yet… You were so right in bringing me here. I needed this." she smiled, "Apart from him walking in. He ruined the moment!" she ranted.
"Let's get out of here. There is a carnival a few miles from here. Come on, let's go." Pepa enthused. She looked at Silvia's frustrated face questioningly.
Silvia sighed and resigned, "Okay, let's go. But it better be nice." she warned.
"It will be. Okay, now move. I need to get a shower, I'm all sweaty. And you could join me in there." Pepa winked suggestively and nudged her.
Silvia blushed, and then looked at her with pure want the next instant. "Wouldn't miss it." she said huskily and pushed herself against Pepa, her hand now behind Pepa's neck, pulling her closer yet and directing their lips together in a passionate kiss. Another hand now in Pepa's hair, bunching up while she tried deepening the kiss.
Silvia's intense gaze and the sudden kiss caught Pepa by surprise. Her arms found their way around Silvia's back, desperate to cling on. She gasped when she felt Silvia's tongue stroking her lower lip. This gave Silvia the opportunity to deepen the kiss as she explored Pepa's mouth, stroking and searching. Pepa was totally robbed of her senses, Silvia being assertive turned her on. Though it wasn't a rare occurrence, Silvia's assertiveness made her knees go weak and her mind senseless.
Quick as flash, Silvia was straddling her, her hand still in Pepa's hair and the other one now caressing her back. Pepa finally responded with equal fervor, returning the kiss, her arms around Silvia's waist, pulling her closer, moaning softly at the contact. She started moving towards the edge of the bed with Silvia still straddling her.
"Princesa." She said, breaking the kiss, "Do you still want to go to the carnival?"
Silvia look at her as if she was crazy. Then in a heartbeat her lips were on Pepa's, attacking, forceful. She leaned in towards Pepa, trying to pin her down on the mattress. Pepa groaned, she tried to resist being pushed down, she wanted to flip their positions. A frantic tussle had begun between them, trying to overpower one another when sharp beeping of the phone went off. They paid it no attention and it went silent in a while. Pepa's hands brushed Silvia's sides, edging towards her flat stomach and then upwards excruciatingly slow, fingers burning a trail of goose bumps in their wake. It was driving Silvia crazy. She pulled Pepa closer, trying to hasten the pace, craving for more. The phone started beeping again, loudly. Next they heard another ringing, now both phones ringing incessantly.
Boundlessly annoyed by another disturbance, Silvia reached out for one of the phones and snapped, "What?"
A wary voice issued from the phone, "Silvia? It's Montoya. I'm sorry, I disturbed you but I needed your help."
"What is it?" Silvia snapped again, clearly annoyed by the interruption and totally sexually frustrated now.
"it's about the case, I needed to know where you put the files. Also I wanted to ask you about the report on the chemicals that we found…" Montoya trailed off, expecting an answer.
Silvia brought her palm to her forehead. It was a complicated report and it would take quite a bit of time to explain it to him. Covering the phone with her hand, she looked at Pepa and said, "Go, get ready, we're going to the fucking carnival."
Pepa thought it was smarter to not argue with Silvia. She got up quickly, pressed her lips against Silvia's forehead, giving her an understanding look and rushed towards the shower.
Letting out her breath in a huff, Silvia spoke into the phone, "Okay Montoya, about the files…"