Hitchhiker
By Princess Alexandria
Brooke sighed heavily as she stared out her windshield. "Of course it would be pouring when I need to get back." She muttered and turned up the car stereo, her CD of Heart filled the truck. The moody and haunting tune, All I want to do is make love to you, made Brooke shiver a little. She could practically feel the rain and cold through the song, never mind the fact that she could see it.
The long stretch of road was deserted, as no other fool thought to drive in this. It was a long ride home and Brooke sighed as she considered the fact that perhaps in this weather she might be better off not driving the full fourteen hours straight. Her mind worked to try and determine a good stopping point halfway home as she drove, glad that she'd left her horse at the other ranch for the week to stud because she really didn't want to think about him on this drive too.
The Heart CD ran through and started again before Brooke saw another vehicle, a small sedan, only it was on the side of the road. Brooke sat up a bit more and stared as she saw a figure moving angrily and kicking a tire. That didn't look good. As Brooke got closer down the two lane freeway she noticed a feminine form and very red hair. Brooke couldn't just leave the woman here, there wasn't even a cell phone signal on this stretch of road. Brooke slowed her truck and moved to pull off the road behind the car to see if she could help.
As she stopped she saw the woman look over at her with suspicion, trying to see in the truck, and Brooke's jaw dropped a little to see the deep blue of the woman's face. She closed her jaw with an audible click and stared just a moment, before taking a deep breath and opening her door to step out. "Ya need a hand?" She called out as she closed the truck door to keep the warm in and the cold and rain battered her. She could see the other woman was already completely drenched and it didn't feel like it would take time for the rain to do that to Brooke as well.
"Why, are you actually offering?" The woman spoke and her voice was deep, almost reverberating. Brooke stared a moment and could see the suspicion and tension in the woman.
"Look, this ain't the best stretch of freeway to be stuck on." Brooke relaxed as she realized what the woman might be worried about, because generally a woman should relax a bit when she noticed the person to stop and help was also a woman. There wouldn't be any side of the road attacks here, unless the woman was afraid of humans. "What's wrong with your car?"
"I have no idea." The woman seemed to relax a little but the rain was getting in Brooke's eyes and the cold was getting to her.
"Wanna ride to the next town? Maybe we can call for a tow from there."
A half hour later things started to be less tense in the truck as Mystique, as she'd introduced herself, used the spare clean town on her hair. Brooke drove on in silence while the woman worked to try and dry off and turned up the heat in the cab to help. Her own short hair didn't hold rain too long, it was damp, but it would be dry soon enough.
"So you pick up a lot of mutants on the side of the road?" Mystique asked, and it seemed a casual question, so Brooke grinned at the absurdity of it.
"Not really. Haven't really seen people like you before." Brooke reached out to the towel Mystique was done with and grabbed it to toss it in the backseat of her large truck. "Where were you heading anyway? Does that car need to travel far, cause the mechanics in this next town are really not that great. It's a two horse town max, blink and you'll miss it."
"So you aren't a mutant then?" Mystique's voice was a little tenser and Brooke's eyebrows drew together as she turned from the straight shot of a road they were on to look at her. "What inspired you to pick one up?"
"Well, you looked like you needed some help." Brooke pointed out the obvious. "And I sure as hell am not gonna leave a woman on the side of the road, who knows what might happen."
Mystique grinned just a little at that. "I swear I wouldn't have hurt anyone too badly." The strange comment had Brooke laughing before she even realized it, and then she hoped she hadn't insulted the woman.
"Okay then. I just couldn't take the risk." Brooke grinned at Mystique and then focused on driving. "Man, I really hate driving in this."
"So why are you then?" Mystique asked and Brooke felt the tension melt between them. Now it was normal talk.
"Took a stallion out to a friends house to breed, but then found out my mare's gone fertile and I need to try and get back to town to breed her." Brooke said vaguely, not wanting to really get into why she'd cut her visit at Sam's ranch short. "So I left my stallion there and I'm trusting he won't tire my boy out." Mystique chuckled.
Twenty minutes later they were coming up to the town and Brooke tensed a little to see the deputy's police car outside of the garage, knowing that he'd take delight in tormenting the blue woman, because he liked to bother Brooke about being a lesbian, so a mutant was going to be fair game. "Oh shit." She muttered and glanced over at Mystique. "I could go in for you, see about a tow." She said as she stopped the truck in the parking lot. "But you might want to keep a low profile. I've been harassed in this town before, so you'd be completely out of luck."
"Look," Brooke stared in shock as the blue woman she'd been talking to shifted into a white woman in jeans and a plaid shirt. "Why don't we just get some gas and keep moving. That car wasn't really mine and the next town has got to be more useful." Brooke just stared. "I can pay for the gas, to make up for it."
"Ah, you can look different." Brooke stared, starting to feel a little uncomfortable.
"It helps in hick towns. How about it?" Mystique asked and she looked amused at Brooke's bemused expression.
"Sure, I'm not eager to deal with him either." Brooke blinked and started to focus on other things as she backed the truck up and moved for the gas station next door.
"So you look rather human, what does he bug you about?" Mystique asked and Brooke blushed a little, wishing she hadn't let that slip.
"Won't date his ugly ass." Brooke muttered and pulled up to the pump. "Told him the waitress was more my type. Wasn't my best move, because business takes me through here more than I thought it would."
After pumping gas Brooke got back in. "So you stole that car?" She asked, having had a little time to think about it.
"Could have picked a better one." Mystique admitted, "but desperate times."
"Damn." Brooke had visions of police blockades and jail time for aiding and abetting, but she just pulled back onto the freeway and kept going. "If we get caught, lets pretend I didn't know that."
"Don't worry, we won't be caught." Mystique sounded like it was a ridiculous notion. "I've already ditched the car." The woman shifted to blue again. "And it isn't like the security cameras would recognize me, I took it as a six foot three linebacker."
"What?" Brooke glanced over and then jerked her body and the truck to the side to see a large man in her truck. She had to turn back to the windshield and pull the truck back under control quickly, her heart hammering as she barely missed the ditch.
"Shit, you're jumpy." Mystique muttered in her own voice and Brooke glanced to the side to see the woman was blue and a woman again. "Didn't mean to startle you."
"Don't do that again." Brooke snapped at her and then waited for her heart to stop pounding. "So you shapeshift a lot?" It wasn't really a question, that form was way different than a skin tone change.
"Yes, I do." Mystique sounded amused. Brooke glanced at her and mock glared, but she was starting to see the humor in her own response to seeing that now that the truck was safe and sound.
"A man? You a fully functioning guy?" Brooke teased.
"I haven't had any complaints." Mystique looked smug, but Brooke wondered how Mystique defined fully functioning.
They drove in silence for a little while as Brooke thought about that power and she had no idea what had Mystique just staring out the side window. Brooke turned to look at the woman subtly and noticed the sad air about her, and she couldn't help but start to see the nice bone structure and flawless blue skin. If that woman were a horse, with a body like that she'd be worth a lot, she was a very good example of a female. Brooke shook her head out of her weird thoughts and cursed herself for spending more time with horses than people, because she was starting to look at people like horses.
In the quiet of the truck Brooke might have thought Mystique fell asleep, but her yellow eyes were still staring blankly outside. As they neared the next town Brooke sighed heavily, drawing Mystique's eyes to her. "Look, where are you going? I'm heading back towards my ranch, just inside of Texas. If you want you can just stick with me for as much of the ride as you want, but I'm stopping in the town after this for a nights sleep and some dinner." The company was nice after all, and she'd feel funny just dropping the woman off now.
"I could stick around a little longer. Is the next town bigger?" Mystique asked and Brooke grinned.
"Yeah, it is." They stopped for gas and a bathroom break, and then moved on.
Mystique seemed a little less down and Brooke thought she noticed an appraising look or two sent her way when she wasn't supposed to be looking.
Brooke's own eyes wandered as well, and when Mystique caught her all Brooke could do was blush and grin. The answering smirk was rather flirtatious.
"Look," Brooke spoke as they got closer to the hotel she planned to stay in. "I'm not very good at this." Brooke blushed and parked the truck, before turning to Mystique. "But do we want one or two hotel rooms?"
"Not a very romantic come on." Mystique teased with a grin.
"I breed horses for a living, there isn't a whole lot of romance involved." Brooke said matter of factly, "Just nature. You want to share a room?"
"Girl after my own heart, no strings sex. Sure." Mystique agreed and Brooke let out a breath she'd been holding.
"I'll go check in and then we can go grab a burger and a beer down the street." Brooke said as she opened the door. "You might pick a male form for dinner, or we'll be hit on all night, and I don't want to have to shake them loose to take you to bed." Mystique laughed, her head tossed back as her laughter took over.
"Full of romance." Mystique was smiling, so Brooke knew she'd said the right thing to cut the tension.
"Yep, and once you've bred the mare I'll give you a sugar cube." Brooke teased and shut the truck to laughter as she moved toward the hotel office. Her own smile faded a little as she thought about what she was doing, she had some doubts, but this was a great opportunity and she couldn't pass it up. That woman was perfect.
The bar was rather noisy, and Brooke smiled as she sat another beer in front of a rather impressive looking male. "Ya know, I'm already a sure thing, you don't need to get me loaded." Mystique said with a grin, but she grabbed the new beer.
"I want you uninhibited." Brooke teased, but she watched the beer and the woman for signs of intoxication. She wanted some, but not too much.
An hour later they left, and Brooke forced herself to caress a male arm as they walked back to the hotel. "Just so you know, I'm a cowgirl." She teased, and licked her lips.
"You gonna ride me all night?" Mystique teased and they slipped behind a van, where Mystique shifted to a woman, one with her own bone structure, but no blue skin. "Look, you want anything special? I notice you flinch a bit with a male form."
"I find you rather attractive as is." Brooke moved forward and gently pinned Mystique to the side of the van. "I don't want a lot of sleep, just enough tonight." Her voice was a little rough as she leaned forward to kiss the woman.
"Well see what we can do." Mystique grinned wickedly as Brooke pulled away. Brooke didn't bring up any other desires just yet. They made it back to the hotel a little faster after that.
The next morning Brooke laid in bed pretending to sleep as Mystique slipped out silently, she listened to the woman writing a note before she went and as the door closed Brooke smiled. No awkward morning after and Mystique never did figure it out. Brooke moved to carefully lay on her back and not move too much as she prayed for the nights strange passion to result in life. Mystique just thought she was kinky.
She might stay another night in the hotel and take it easy. This would save her the money on the sperm donations she'd planned to buy once she got back home.
Inspired by Hearts
All I want to do is make love to you