AN: sorry about taking so long with this chapter. I kinda hit a rut after the second chapter and couldn't figure out how to continue and have the story sound right. Anyway I'll have a longer note at the end, since you probably want to get on with the story. So R&R please.
Also I don't own the dark-hunters or much else beyond the general plot for this story and Jessie and Sarah.
Jessie looked the bearswain up and down like he was slightly demented. "What makes you think I'd want to do anything like that with you?"
The bear grinned as he gave her an appraising look. "The fact that you haven't run off, for one. And two, I can smell the lust rolling off you, even if you don't want to admit that you find me attractive."
"You have a pretty high opinion of yourself, don't you, Mr. Colt?" she asked with a sarcastic look on her face.
"If there have ever been any complaints about my abilities, I haven't heard any." He had a smug look on his face.
"You're probably too deaf to hear anything." She responded with a grin on her face.
Colt placed a hand on his chest and gave her a wounded look. "I'm hurt that you would insult a man's ability to perform. At least before he has a chance to prove it."
Jessie gave him a playful shove. "You big baby. I think you need to have your ego hurt, if you have that high an opinion of yourself."
He turned a pleading look to her. "At least give me a chance to prove it to you." He gave her a hesitant look. "As long as you don't have other plans, that is."
Jessie cast a look at her sister, watching as the other woman seemed to be having fun drinking the other men under the table. Jessie wondered if her sister would mind her disappearing.
You look kinda busy, sis, but can I ask you a quick question? Jessie thought to her sister.
Depends on the question. And you might want to hurry since your guy is looking kinda antsy. Sarah seemed to laugh in her mind.
It doesn't look like we have much to do tonight, so do you mind if I take of with the hunkie bear here? Jessie glanced at Colt to see if what her sister said was true.
Nope go have yourself some fun, little sis. Sarah's smiled turned into a grin. I got my own fun over here. Just remember the whole sunlight rule.
Jessie nodded as she turned back to Colt with a grin on her face. "No real plans tonight, so you're in luck."
Colt's smile grew as he stood and pulled Jessie to her feet. "You got a place close by, or do we need to spring for a hotel room?"
Jessie twirled around so that she was tucked under the bear's arm. "My sister and I share a place that isn't far from here, but we're gonna need to go grab my bike first."
Colt cast her a wary look. "What kind of bike do you have?"
Jessie gave him a grin. "You afraid that you're gonna have to ride on my handle bars?"
Colt hesitated at her grin and comment. "Uh, maybe."
Jessie patted the bear's arm. "Don't worry, you big baby. I wouldn't be able to steer right with on my handle bars anyway."
She led the way to a parking lot a short distance from the bar. She laughed when she heard a sigh of relief come from the bearswain, after she stopped next to two Kawasaki motorcycles, one blue and the other black. She began pulling out riding gear from the blue bike and putting it on while the bear watched, his relief still evident on his face.
"Were you really that worried that I rode a bicycle around?" She asked, with a grin, as she slipped on a pair a leather chaps and a leather riding jacket. "I had my fill of that when I was a kid, no need to repeat it when I have unlimited funds at my disposal."
The bear shook his head in response to her question as she leaned down and grabbed a helmet with something of a tribal design on it. Standing up straight she pulled off her sunglasses and slipped the helmet over her head. "Do you have a helmet, or are you gonna need to borrow one?"
"I don't think your bike will carry the two of us, so we should probably head back to the bar so I can grab my bike." Colt gestured back the way they'd come from.
Jessie looked her bike over. "You're probably right, so how about you beam over to your bike and I'll meet you over there in a moment." She grinned as she swung her leg over the bike and started it.
Colt gave her a stunned look. "What do you mean beam over?"
"Just what it sounds like. Or would you rather I call it something else?" She raised her eyebrows questioningly.
"Um, I'm wondering why you'd tell me that."
Jessie rolled her eyes. "I work for Artemis. I may not've been down to the Big Easy before, which I'm hoping to rectify soon, but I that the Howlers and most of the Sanctuary staff are Were-Hunters. It's not like the other hunters don't talk about you guys down there."
Colt looked stunned. "You work for Artemis?"
Jessie rolled her eyes again. "Yes, for the last year and a half or so."
The bear's expression turned to confusion. "And you live with your sister?"
"Yes, and she's a Dark-Hunter too."
The cast a glance back towards the bar. "I thought most Dark-Hunters weren't allowed to be around each other for long without draining their powers."
Jessie sighed and glared at the bear. "Just go get your bike so we can get out of here, and I'll explain back at my place."
Colt nodded and closed his eyes for a moment. When he opened them again a gold and black Harley sportster was sitting in the parking lot next to him and he was all decked out for riding. Without a word, the bear climbed on the bike and started it up. He nodded towards the street and waited for her to lead the way.
Jessie revved her engine and took off in the direction of the place she shared with her sister. They rode for about twenty minutes heading west towards the outer edge of the city. She lead him through several back streets until they reached a brick faced house in what looked like a fairly decent neighborhood. She slowed as they turned into the driveway and stopped when she was close to the three stall garage. She turned her bike off as Colt came to a stop next to her and pulled off his helmet.
"Nice place you got here." He commented looking at the single level house.
"Yeah, it's nice." Jessie said pulling her own helmet off. "It's not supposed to rain tonight, so the bikes should be good out here."
She slipped off her bike and headed towards the back door, without waiting for the bear. She'd unlocked the door and opened it as he came up behind her. She stepped back and let him enter the room first, which turned out to be the kitchen. After closing and locking the door, she headed for the fridge and rummaged around in it.
She came out with a KFC bucket. "You hungry?"
Colt looked around the room while she did her rummaging, noting that the room showed little of what the house occupants were like. "Uh, sure." He responded distractedly as he walked over to the counter where she'd set the bucket. He grabbed a drumstick and began to eat it.
While Colt ate he watched as the Dark-Huntress returned to the fridge to grab a bottle of root beer. She twisted the top off and took a sip from it. "You want one of these too?" she asked raising the bottle.
"You got any real beer?" he asked, hoping he didn't sound rude.
She turned back to the fridge and looked. She came back out with a bottle of Sam Adams. She shrugged as she handed the bottle over to the bear. "Not sure if this is what you like, but it's all my sister has right now."
"It's fine. Probably one of the better beers I've tasted."
She shrugged walked towards the doorway. "Either way, grab the bucket and we can go eat in the living room."
Colt quickly popped the cap off the bottle and grabbed the bucket of chicken before following the huntress into the living room. Apparently the two women didn't feel the need to set up a dining room even for the sake of appearances. Colt found Jessie already laying across one of the couches set up in the room with the TV remote in hand.
"Cop a squat." she said around a mouthful of chicken as she pointed to one of the other couches. "You wanna watch something?"
Colt shook his head as he took a bite of his chicken. "I'd much rather talk, if you don't mind."
Jessie shrugged and sat up. "It doesn't matter much to me. What do you want to talk about?"
"I'm really curious as to why Artemis would make let alone allow two Dark-Hunters to live together when they are sisters." Colt took a swig of his beer.
"That's a complicated story, that I really don't want to go into. Suffice it to say that we were killed at the same time and both demanded vengeance for our deaths. We worked it out with Artemis so that we could stay and work together. Ash helped bring the goddess around as well to the idea and got us powers that allowed to work together. In fact we're strongest when we work together."
"What about the whole power drain thing?"
"Like Ash with all of us, we don't drain each other's powers, but it's still in effect when it comes to all the other Dark-Hunters."
Colt nodded as he chewed on a chicken bone. "So what are your powers?"
"Oddly enough, telepathy. But it's only with each other, so we can coordinate our movements to hunt daimons. If it'd been one of us, it probably would've been different."
"So are you two just sisters, or are you really twins?"
"We're twins. She's older by fifty minutes."
"Really?" Colt looked surprised.
"Yeah. That's a funny story in itself." Jess grabbed another piece of chicken and began eating it. "So do you have any more questions, or do you want to do something else?"
Colt looked the Dark-Huntress over, a speculative look on his face. He obviously didn't know the story behind her crossing over, but he felt the need to know what it was. With his past lovers, he'd never cared to know anything about them or their pasts they'd just say hi and go somewhere for a quickie or two and then go their separate ways. With this woman, he felt the urge to comfort her and maybe erase the shadows of whatever past she hid.
Jessie watched Colt as he stood and walked over to take a seat on the couch next to her. The look in his eyes almost made her think that he might care about her, even though she knew that it wasn't possible considering how little they really knew about each other. Before she think about the look on his face more, he raised a hand to her face. She couldn't help but flinch as the last moments of her life flashed through her mind.
The feeling of the bear's warm, rough palm on her cheek broke her from the memories. The look of understanding on his face touched her heart, even though she knew it shouldn't.
"Jessie, I won't hurt you." His voice was barely a whisper, almost as if he was afraid to talk. "I don't know who's hurt you in the past, but I would never hurt a woman."
Jessie nodded her understanding, enjoying the feeling of his palm rubbing against her cheek. Before she could formulate a response, Colt's lips gently touched hers as if he were asking permission to kiss her. She didn't know what it was about the bear, but he seemed to calm the demons that had haunted her since her death and make her undeath almost bearable. She closed the distance between them and began to return his kiss with a desperate passion.
After a moment, Colt broke the kiss. They were both breathing hard and at some point during the kiss Jessie had moved to straddle the bear's lap. The bear leaned his forehead against hers as he held her face gently between his hands.
"We don't have to do this, if you don't want to." He panted out.
"I guess all your claims of greatness were for nothing then." She said with a grin. "Because I thought I heard you say that you had excellent performance."
Colt gave her a questioning look. "Just because I said that doesn't mean I have to prove it right now."
That caused her to laugh. "Well, since the Howlers are probably moving on in the morning, you don't have much time to prove yourself. Plus I've always wondered if you guys are really all you're cracked up to be."
"Huh?" The bear looked even more confused.
"I've heard you guys can beat even a Dark-Hunter when it comes to stamina. I want to see if it's true." She grinned as she rocked her hips into his.
A grin split the bear's lips. "Well, when you put it that way." He stood holding the huntress to his chest as she wrapped her legs around his waist. "You might want to point the way to your bedroom, chere, or this could end up could awkward when your sister comes home."
Jessie laughed as she pointed towards the kitchen. "My room is down in the basement."
Colt all but ran to the kitchen and the door to the basement. When he got the door open and got down the stairs, he was surprised to find the room outfitted with a big screen TV and a very impressive entertainment system as well as several couches and a futon. With one look, he knew that the futon was their destination since it was covered in a forest print sheet and the blankets were lumped up against the wall.
Colt quickly made his way to the futon and knelt down to set Jessie on the edge of the futon.
AN: so here's the longer ramble. First I don't know much about motorcycles, so I really don't know what kind of bike Colt would actually ride. I figured that he'd go for a harley that was still good on gas. Second, I no absolutely nothing about beer, so I don't really know what tastes good. I just looked beer up on wikipedia and went with something that sounded like it would be good.
K, so I'm planning on writing a lemon for the next chapter, I think I might've said something about it for this chapter, but it didn't work out that way. Also the lemon will probably be watered down for FF, but you can always go check out the unedited version on AFF where I'm posting this story as well. So I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, I'll try and have the next one out in the next couple of weeks.