Confronting Demons
(Skillfully Impulsive pt. 2)

Just a little follow up to the last chapter. This will probably be it for this story, but no worries, I'll write again after this week's episode, hopefully filling in the blanks. You have all been so wonderful me with your reviews. Thank you : )
Again, I own nothing. Credit to NBC.


She traced her slender finger from the tip of the blond's nose down to the tender spot strategically placed directly between her two perfect breasts, leaving a trail of kisses not far behind

"Ohh, Gretch…"

She smiled at the deep moan that framed her name. There was something so incredibly beautiful about the way it fell off her girlfriend's swollen lips.

I can't believe I'm actually making out with Claire Bennett.

The consequences were undoubtedly frightening, but the need to feel connected to her lost roommate was all the brunette needed to find her courage.

Claire needs me to be strong. It's my turn to protect her.

As Gretchen lowered herself to fit with her girlfriend's body, she instantly felt Claire tense up beneath her.

"I am so sorry Claire. It was too much too soon wasn't it? I mean I should have asked, I know. It's just I…" Gretchen was almost fearful of the answer.

"Hey Gretch," Claire asked calmly.

"Yeah, Sweetie?"

"Can we talk?"

The brunette sensed a deep sadness in the girl's voice. It was a question so obviously laced with years of hurt and pain. Gretchen had never seen her girlfriend so vulnerable, so fragile. But she knew that, in this moment, the only thing Claire needed was to be protected.

"His name was Brody," the blonde began, a small quiver stuttering through her speech.

"He was the quarterback at my high school. He was charming, gorgeous, intoxicated, and he tried to rape me."

"Oh." Gretchen knew of no other way to respond. The realization of what Claire was disclosing had just begun to set in.

"He tried to rape me, so I tried to kill him," continued the blond, her eyes focused on an undetermined point across the room.

"And?" Gretchen asked as she slid behind her girlfriend, pulling her into her arms.

"I failed. I couldn't get his car to go fast enough. The impact into the wall wasn't enough to do the job."

Why is she telling me this? Does she think that I won't love her if I know what she did?

"We ended up using the Haitian on him, so he doesn't remember anything…. He's lucky—he gets to forget."

It killed Gretchen to see Claire like this. All of this time, she had been walking around pretending like it never happened, wishing she could forget.

Gretchen cuddled into her girlfriend and whispered, "It's ok if you don't want to keep talking about it. I understand." She paused, but only long enough to know that the girl was still paying attention, "I still love you Claire Bennett."

"I know, and that's the point. I thought that after everything that happened with Brody, I would never be able to love anyone. And I hadn't… until I met you."

The brunette grinned into Claire's golden blonde hair and pulled her closer.

"Gretch, I meant it when I said that I was sure. I want my first time to be with you. I just don't think I'm ready yet…"

"I know. But no worries; you're well worth waiting for."

"I love you Gretchen Berg."

"I love you Claire Bennett."

The two girls fell quickly into a deep, harmonious sleep, safe in each other's arms. A calming peace settled over the room, protecting them from the outside world. With the smell of wax filling the air, each girl dreamt only of the other.


Sorry to everyone that wanted to see them sleep together. I started writing their scene but something just didn't feel right. I think Claire's storyline with Brody was essential to the development of her character. So, I felt the need to explore the pain that it caused, and also her desire to let Gretchen help her heal that pain. I hope you all don't hate me too much for being a tease.