Author's Note: Is it good or bad that I find it hard to watch new episodes of Hannah Montana now? I keep expecting to see Miley and Lilly share a quick kiss or hold hands, and then when they don't I'm rudely brought back to the fact that I'm watching Disney's vision of HM, not the vision many of us share. That makes me a bit sad, because the show could really be so much more than just a new take on one of the same eight or nine jokes Disney seems stuck on now, just like South of Nowhere was so much more than a gay version of The OC. But every now and then, despite Disney's efforts to squelch things between Miley and Lilly, we get a brief glimpse of the love that exists between the two characters, like what we used to see in the first two seasons before Disney got very careful with things. Dang it, Disney, I want my Miley-Lilly time back, and I'm prepared to pout until I get it!
Here are my standard disclaimers: I make no claims on any of Disney's, Miley Cyrus', Emily Osment's or Hannah Montana's trademarks or copyrights, and no infringement is intended. Be forewarned that this story most certainly will contain femslash. If love and affection between two consenting young adults of the same sex bothers you, I suggest you turn right around and find something else to read. Keep any flames to yourself and remember that what our world needs now is more love and acceptance, not more hate. Reviews are always welcomed and appreciated!
We Got Nerve
by Jo P.
Chapter 3: Reconnecting
Life is for dreamers
And I'm a believer
That nothing can stand in our way today
Let's find a place to play
--Hannah Montana, "Life Is What You Make It"
Lilly sneaked a long look at the woman she loved, taking in how Hannah Montana could dominate a stage wearing a t-shirt and sweat pants just as easily as she could wearing her full ensemble during a concert. With a sigh she turned her attention back to Lola and Hannah's new manager, Jen Kittrell. "So the offers for Hannah are pretty good?" she asked, still not exactly sure as to what some of the music industry language meant.
"Good? GOOD? They're fuc... They're fabulous!" Jen caught herself. She was trying not to swear as much when it was just her and her clients, because Lilly had already fussed at her once following a particularly salty stream of profanity in the presence of Miley and the baby's developing ears. However, Jen's behavior toward the Dyseni group last week had been warranted, and Lilly and Miley both were quite pleased at how their new manager had done in her first real test.
For the last few days they had avoided the practice studio at Dyseni Records, but today Miley had made her way back into the building. She was still their premiere artist for three more weeks, after all, and setting up her own record company was proving to be a severe challenge. Lilly was immensely grateful that she was able to deal with some of the burdens and thus spare Miley from some of the headaches.
"What are they offering in terms of compensation?" Lilly asked Jen, trying to make sense of the numbers and percentages and options and about a hundred other details that right this moment she wished she didn't have to know anything about. She stopped and rubbed her eyes. "And she's going to want to keep control, rights, licensing, all that for all of her songs. I know that'll cost us some in terms of what they're willing to pay, but it's not like we're hurting for money." Lilly smiled a sad smile. At this point she and Miley were diverting well over half of what they were earning into the Hannah and Lola Montana Foundation, so there was some justification for wanting appropriate compensation for Miley's hard work and talent, at least as far as Lilly was concerned. The two of them also had some other plans for using their wealth that were already underway, but those remained secrets shared only by Lilly and Miley at this time.
And then there was the matter of Hannah's image. Lilly had been stung just as much as Miley by Dyseni's surly attitude toward Hannah, and she was even more determined than Miley to prove that Hannah was still a true superstar, in every sense of the word.
"Oh, that reminds me," Lilly said. "There's some organization in Malibu called Friends of the Ocean that we heard is doing lots of work with area beaches and conservation. We want to make sure and donate a pretty good amount of money to them. Normally we'd go through the Foundation, but Darcy is on vacation for another week and I'd like them to get the money as soon as possible."
Jen nodded, scribbling away in her notebook. "How much were you thinking? Five thousand? Ten?"
Lilly glanced back over at Miley, who was squirting water from her water bottle at her drummer, sending everyone else in the band scurrying for cover. Lilly smiled as she watched her best friend laugh, enjoying herself completely. I could do nothing the rest of my life except look at her and think about how beautiful she is, inside and outside. And I'd be happy. Her eyes drifted down to Miley's stomach, and Lilly felt her heart skip a beat as she once again thought about just how much Miley loved her. How much Miley was willing to give to her, and how much Lilly was willing to give to Miley. Everything. That's what I'd give for her and what she'd give for me, without hesitation or regret.
"Lola?" Jen asked. "Have you thought about how much you want to donate?"
Lilly forced her mind to focus on something other than the other half of her heart standing about twenty yards away. "Five hundred," she said offhandedly.
Jen nodded. "Okay, five hundred dollars. I can take—"
"No," Lilly said, shaking her head as she now turned to look at Jen. "Five hundred thousand dollars. That's what we want to donate."
"Seriously?" Jen asked, staring at one of her bosses in amazement. Even with the generous salary they were paying her, that was more money than she'd bring home in several years' time.
"Yeah," said Lilly, nodding her head. "They're really doing great work, and we want to support them as much as we can."
Jen held Lilly's gaze for long seconds. "There's no way I'll be able to keep that kind of donation quiet. Or even anonymous, really."
Lilly shrugged her shoulders and smiled. "Just don't let them throw us a parade or anything. Please." The beeping of her cell phone seized her attention, and as she retrieved her phone from her purse she remembered why she had set that alarm. She waited for a break in the singing before calling out, "Hey Hannah!"
"Yeah?" said Miley, turning to look at her wife. Seeing Lilly lift her left arm and tap her watch reminded Miley of their plans. "Sorry guys, but I have to take off. Lola and I are meeting some friends this afternoon. Ya'll sound great, though." She waved goodbye and grabbed her jacket and water bottle as she hurried over to Lilly and Jen. "Hey lover," Miley said as she bent down to give Lilly a hungry kiss. "I take it it's time to hit the road?"
"You take it right," Lilly said, smiling as the tingle of the kiss still danced across her lips. The years together hadn't diminished the thrill she still got every time their lips touched, and Lilly honestly didn't think they ever would. "Just telling Jen about having her make that donation we had talked about last night."
Miley nodded. "Good." She looked at Jen and added, "Thanks for taking care of that, Jen. Normally we'd let Darcy handle that stuff through the Foundation, but we want you to know how to handle that too. You can talk to Laura at the Foundation; she'll walk you through it sometime today." As Miley grabbed her purse, she saw that Jen was biting her tongue to say something. "What is it?" Miley asked politely.
"We really need to talk about some of these contract offers you're getting in," Jen said. "I mean, quite a few of them are potentially better than what you have with Dyseni now. You really need to think about jumping on one of them while there's still time to have a major label absorb some of the cost of pressing and promoting this album."
Miley looked at her new manager carefully. After long seconds she said, "Tell you what. We have someplace we need to be in a few minutes. You get this stuff taken care of today, and you can sit down with us tomorrow morning and go over the offers."
"Hannah? That's not gonna work, sweetheart."
Miley turned to look at Lilly, and as she did so, she remembered that both of them had tests tomorrow. After lunch today they'd be studying the rest of the night to finish preparing for their test in American History: Civil War to Present. It was the only class they had together this semester, and they were both determined to do well on it. "Shoot. I forgotten about that, hon," she said. She turned back to Jen and said, "Okay, it'll have to be the next day, then."
Jen nodded. "That works. At the rate you're getting offers, you might even get four or five more offers by then." She put her papers into her gunmetal briefcase and closed it, smiling at the feel of the latches locking securely. "So, should I come by your house or something the day after tomorrow? I mean, I'm your manager and I don't even know where you live."
Miley and Lilly looked at each other. "Uh, how about if we call you first?" Miley asked. "It might be easier to just meet you at your house."
"We're really careful with telling people where we live," Lilly added quickly. "I mean, with the way the media is so crazy about celebrities and all that."
Jen gave them a dubious look. "Do you two not trust me?" she asked, her voice wary. "I mean, you're trusting me enough to handle your careers, for God's sake. Don't you think you can trust me with where you live?"
"We, uh," Lilly said, looking down at her feet, "we really... hadn't thought about that. About keeping where we live a secret from you." She looked back up, and what she saw on Jen Kittrell's face was something she never expected. Hurt. Lilly elbowed Miley, nearly making her drop her water bottle.
"Hey!" Miley said, fumbling with her plastic bottle and finally regaining a grip on it. "What?" As she looked into Lilly's blue eyes, though, Miley could see that her best friend was very serious about what she was about to say. Miley sighed, then she said, "Okay." She knew what Lilly was about to ask, and she was right. Both Lilly and Jen were right.
Lilly smiled. "Okay," she echoed, nodding once in time with Miley. She turned back to Jen and said, "Our house will be fine, Jen. Day after tomorrow."
Miley looked Jen squarely in the eye and bolstered herself with all of Hannah's charisma as she said, "We're trusting you big on this one, Jen. All the money in the world can't buy us back our privacy if something like where we live slips out."
"So we'll pick you up and drive you to our house this time," Lilly continued. "Meet us at the Dyseni office at nine a.m. the day after tomorrow." When Miley poked her in the ribs, Lilly gave her girlfriend a look. "What?"
"That's our day to sleep in," Miley said in a lower voice. "I want my cuddle time with you."
Lilly rolled her eyes, but a grin spread across her face. "I want my cuddle time with you too, honey," she said as she put her arm around Miley. "How about meeting Jen at ten?"
"That works," said Miley agreeably. "We'll call you tomorrow evening if anything changes, okay?"
"Okay," replied Jen, keeping a steady face but inwardly both surprised and pleased that her clients had decided to trust her with where they lived. Well, unless they decide to blindfold me or something. They might be weird that way.
As Miley and Lilly drove through Malibu, they were both enjoying the feel of the California sunshine on their bodies. They had changed out of their Hannah and Lola outfits when they reached Lilly's black Roadster, and now they were on their way to meet some friends for lunch.
"You talk to Cassie today?" Miley asked Lilly, reaching down to hold her wife's hand.
"Yeah," said Lilly, not taking her eyes off the road as she drove. "She said that she didn't care what Hannah and Lola were doing today, because she expected Miley and Lilly to be at her house for lunch."
Miley grinned. "Sounds like her," she said simply.
"Yeah," Lilly said in reply, with a matching smile on her face. "Somebody has to keep Seaview High School from burning down. Might as well be her, huh?"
Miley didn't need to reply for Lilly to know she agreed with her statement. Instead Miley brought Lilly's hand to her mouth and began planting soft kisses on the back of her strong hand, then turning her hand to reach her more sensitive palm.
"Careful, Miles," Lilly said as she felt her heart rate start to pick up speed. "Don't get me too worked up."
Miley grinned as she slipped Lilly's thumb between her lips and began sucking on it, nearly giggling as she heard the throaty groan that came from her best friend's throat. "Bit late for that, I think," Miley said teasingly right after she pulled Lilly's thumb out of her mouth with a soft, wet pop. "And you weren't singin' that tune last night."
As Lilly turned into the small subdivision where Cassie Hughes lived, she smiled as she thought back to making love to her wife with the curtains thrown wide and the patio door open, letting the moonlight and ocean air fill their new bedroom as they consecrated it again with their rituals of love both tender and intense. "Miles, I'll always sing your tune, and you know that. Well, as far as I can sing, at least."
"Stop," Miley said, planting one last kiss on her lover's hand. "You can sing pretty darn good now."
"You're biased."
"Maybe."
"But I still think it's sweet of you to say so."
As Lilly pulled into Cassie's driveway, Miley just looked at her wife and smiled. "You do a good job," she finally said as Lilly turned off the car.
"I had a good teacher," Lilly said as she reached across the car and patted Miley's cheek. She smiled at Miley, then the two of them climbed out of the car. "Wonder what Cassie's making for lunch?"
"No idea," said Miley a bit warily. "But I don't see Sarah's car, so we might be safe."
Lilly nodded silently. "Vegan food is definitely not for me."
"Me either. Good thing Cassie's on our side, huh?"
Now Lilly grinned as she knocked on the back door. "Totally," she said, then she cried out, "Eeeeep!" as the glass door slid open to let Cassie Hughes hug Lilly tightly.
"About time you girls got here!" Cassie said, pointing a finger at Lilly before she abruptly turned and looked at Miley. As she did so, a large grin spread across her face.
Miley grinned too. She stepped forward, lifting her shirt to reveal her beautiful abdomen. There was still no sign of her pregnancy that anyone except Lilly could detect, and even Miley's best friend and lover could barely notice any change. "You want to say hi to her?" Miley asked as she stopped in front of Cassie.
Cassie smiled and gently pressed her hand against Miley's belly. "Hey baby girl," she said as she knelt down, bringing her mouth close to Miley's stomach. "This is your aunt Cassie. You be good to your mommies, you hear me?"
The rumble of Lilly's stomach made all three of them laugh, as well as prompting Cassie to stand up and hurry back inside the house. "I hear your baby loud and clear, Lilly!" she said, breaking into a run to stay ahead of Lilly, who was suddenly right behind Cassie. "I fixed some spicy jambalaya and baked fresh bread for lunch," Cassie said as they went into the small house. "Sarah's working at a cleanup this morning. She didn't think she'd be back until later today, so I fixed her a lunch this morning."
"Did you take today off just to cook, Cass?" asked Miley.
Cassie nodded. "Well, that and to celebrate. Exactly one year today."
"Whoo!" shouted Miley, giving Cassie a high five. "It doesn't seem like you two have been seeing each other that long, does it?"
Cassie shook her head as she moved the large pot off the hot burner onto a cool one, being careful not to burn herself as she did so. "No, it's gone really fast," she said, a hint of a smile creeping across her face.
Lilly went to the cabinet and took out plates for each of them, handing them to Miley who then began to set the table. "How's adjusting to living together?" Lilly asked curiously. "I mean, that's a pretty big step for every couple."
Cassie looked at the blonde and pointed a finger at her. "Almost every couple," she corrected Lilly. "You two didn't seem to have any trouble adjusting from what your parents all said."
"Please tell me you haven't been talking to my parents about adjusting to living with someone," Lilly said pleadingly. "Because if you have, then..."
"They had to tell me all sorts of fun stories about you and Miley spending weekends together once you became a couple?" Cassie said, a twinkle of mischief in her eye. "They might have mentioned a few things..."
"I am so going to let them have it," Lilly muttered under her breath as the phone mounted on the wall rang.
Cassie stepped over and picked up the handset. "Hello?" she said into the phone, smiling immediately after. "Hey lovergirl," she purred into the phone. "You having a good day down at the beach?" As Cassie listened to what Sarah was telling her, she looked over at Miley and Lilly, her eyes turning a bit misty. "That's amazing, Sarah," she said, her voice cracking. "You'll be able to really get some things going now, huh?" With a smile, Cassie said, "Miley and Lilly are over here for lunch. You coming home or staying down at the cleanup site for a bit longer?" After a pause, Cassie said, "That's what I thought. I'll see you when you get home, hot stuff. And I'll share a nice hot shower with you to conserve water. Love you." Cassie hit the button to end the call, then she turned to look at Miley and Lilly. "It seems that Sarah's beach cleanup project got a huge donation from two celebrities today," she said as she sat down at the table, joining Miley and Lilly who had already done so.
"Huh," said Miley noncommittally, taking a bite of her food and avoiding eye contact with Cassie.
Lilly took a bite of bread, examining it closely as well. When she swallowed it, she said, "Well, good. Sarah said she needed a bit more money for some of the equipment they needed, so it's nice that she can buy it now."
Cassie looked at her two friends. They had never spoken further about Miley and Lilly being Hannah and Lola Montana since the senior trip to Washington, and so now all she said was, "Thank you. Thank you so much. Sarah's been worried about having enough money to get that section of beach cleaned up and reopened, and now she can."
Miley looked at Cassie. "You're welcome," she said softly, and Lilly's friendly look echoed what Miley said. "So you'll be at the party tomorrow night?" Miley asked.
"Ashley's Halloween party? Oh yeah," Cassie said with a smile. "It was after last year's party that Sarah and I had sex for the first time. So we're looking forward to it again this year."
"I blame that pumpkin," said Lilly with a grin. "How's Mr. Corelli?"
"Pete's doing great," Cassie replied. "I'm glad he and I realized that we worked much better as friends than as a couple as fast as we did. He's having a tough time adjusting to his mom passing away last week, but he's hanging in there."
"Good," Lilly said. "Tell him we're thinking of him, okay?" Lilly felt Miley cross her leg over hers under the table, and she responded by scooting closer to Miley on the bench they were sitting on.
"I think Ashley was planning on asking him to the Halloween party, actually," Miley said. "That might be nice for him, to get out and have some fun."
Cassie thought for a minute, then she said, "I think that might be exactly what he needs. Now go ahead and work on your lunch, because I want to show you what Sarah's wanting to do with the house before you two have to get started studying."
"Just moved in a week ago and she's already rearranging your house, huh?" Miley asked with a smirk. "Must be love."
"Or insanity," Cassie said, getting giggles from her friends. "But even if I am crazy, it feels really, really good to be with her. I mean, she's so caring and sweet that it blows my mind."
Miley turned to Lilly and said, "That means the sex is pretty darn good, too," causing Lilly to sputter. Thankfully for Miley, her wife was able to turn her head in time.
"What is it with you girls and sex?" Cassie said, affecting a tone of irritation. "Hell, you two screw like bunnies! How many times have you two had sex today? Two? Three?"
Miley and Lilly looked at each other. Lilly leaned forward and lightly kissed Miley on the tip of her nose, making Miley smile and hug Lilly securely. After a few seconds of hugging, Miley and Lilly released each other.
"Are we talking separate times only?" Lilly asked as she turned to look at Cassie again. "Or does taking a break to go pee then washing off and going back at it count as two times?"
Cassie rolled her eyes. "Why do I even bother?" she asked herself as Miley and Lilly shook with laughter.
Studying that night went quite well despite the arrival of several trick-or-treaters out for Halloween, and Friday morning saw the dreaded test vanquished for both Miley and Lilly. In celebration they went out for lunch with Ashley and her mother Kimiyo; Oliver was out of town and wouldn't be back until Saturday morning, just in time for the party Saturday night. The party had originally been planned for Thursday on Halloween itself, but it turned out to be much easier to instead move it to Saturday when more people could attend. After lunch Miley and Lilly went back home and cleaned house for several hours, not stopping until it was nearly dark.
"Ugh, I'm pooped," Lilly said, dropping to sit on the kitchen floor.
"Hey, I just Swiffered there," Miley said, pointing the Swiffer at her girlfriend. "Don't get it all sweaty with your butt."
Lilly gave Miley a look of amusement. "Normally you don't complain when you get me all sweaty, lover," she cooed pleasantly. Lilly saw Miley's expression change considerably at whatever she was thinking about. "What is it, hon? Something's got you excited. I know that horny look you get."
Miley grinned at Lilly. "Let's get in the shower, then we can try on our costumes."
From the way Miley said "try on," Lilly knew that actually meant, "put on our costumes and fool around." She grinned herself. She had been waiting several days to see how Miley would look in her Batwoman costume, and tonight would be an excellent time to find out. Especially if it led to some pretty hot lovemaking, like it almost certainly would. "Deal," she said, holding out her hand for Miley to help her up, which her best friend did immediately. "I get in the shower first," Lilly said, running for the stairs as soon as she was on her feet.
"Hey!"
"You said I had the sweaty butt, remember?" Lilly called out over her shoulder as she raced up the stairs, Miley not too far behind her.
Some time later, Lilly was stretched out across their new king-sized bed, her arms tightly wrapped around Miley as she steadily breathed in and out. Both of them were naked and quite relaxed now that they had made love both in and out of their new costumes. Lilly looked down at the top of Miley's head where it rested on Lilly's bare chest, Miley's lips just brushing against the top of Lilly's left breast. "You enjoy that too, Miles?" Lilly whispered as she ran her hand through Miley's thick hair, now wet with sweat.
"Mm hm," Miley mumbled as she tightened her own grip on her lover, her right arm underneath Lilly's torso and her left hand cupping Lilly's right breast. "You look hotter'n a heat wave in July in that Supergirl costume, girlfriend."
Lilly grinned at the compliment, then she said, "You fill out that Batwoman costume in all the right places yourself, Miles." She lifted one hand to push her hair out of her eyes, fanning herself briefly. "Geez, Miley, you turn me on so much, even now! I mean, do you really know how amazingly hot you are?"
Miley raised her head enough to look into Lilly's glistening blue eyes. "Yeah," she said with a straight face. "I mean, you tell me all the time." The last few weeks had seen Miley's sex drive ratchet up a notch or two; their doctor had explained to both of them that it was common for pregnancy to stimulate a woman's sex drive beyond its baseline, initially causing a bit of concern for Lilly, who feared she might not be able to keep up with her wife's wants and needs. However, as Miley's own desire for intimate contact rose, Lilly's seemed to match it, to the delight of both young women. The combined effect led to them once again making love several times a day, often at the spur of the moment.
"Brat," Lilly said, sticking her tongue out at the woman who had always been there for her and would always be there for her. "But you are pretty darn hot. And you do all sorts of wonderful things to me in bed. And in the bathroom. And in the kitchen. And in the car. And in th—"
Miley's hand over Lilly's mouth stopped the flow of words. Miley smirked as she lifted herself up, sliding up Lilly's body to give her wife a deep kiss. As she felt Lilly's hands once again begin to roam across her body, Miley spread her legs, resting a knee on each side of Lilly's waist. "Careful," she said softly as she felt Lilly's finger dance around a place Miley wanted her in desperately, "if we keep this up one of us might get pregnant."
Lilly grinned. "I'll take that chance," she said as she slid her finger into the insanely hot wetness that was her Miley, her wife. Miley moaned, speech momentarily lost as she pulled Lilly in as much as she could, her fingers wrapping around Lilly's wrist and tugging harder, deeper. Lilly watched as Miley sat up, her back arching and her abdominal muscles contracting as she hit an orgasm less than a minute after Lilly had slid into her. "You're amazing," Lilly whispered, more to herself than to Miley, who was lost in her own ecstasy. "So beautiful..."
As Miley began to recover, she smiled down at Lilly and started to bend back down for another kiss when she felt Lilly once again begin to stroke her from inside. "Ohhhh," she groaned, unable to halt her downward motion but not exactly in full control either. Instead Miley's head fell slightly to the side, her descent eased by Lilly's other hand until her head was resting next to Lilly's. Miley's breath poured against Lilly's cheek and neck as the young blonde swiftly pulled her best friend to another mouthwatering orgasm, all while Miley's groans and sighs formed a makeshift song that sent shivers throughout Lilly's body.
Satisfied that Miley had gotten enough, Lilly rolled over so she could carefully lay Miley on her back. As she took in the sight of her wife resting on their bed, her face flushed and her body glistening in sweat, Lilly felt a sense of pride. Of satisfaction, and accomplishment. I make her this happy. I give her this kind of joy, this love. She felt tears come to her eyes unbidden, and she let them form and then spill forth, running down her cheeks.
As Miley's eyes fluttered open, Lilly felt her heart skip a beat. Miley's bright blue eyes immediately locked on to Lilly's own, and Miley managed to weakly say, "You make me happy, Lilly. Nothing else could ever make me as happy as I am with you."
Lilly sniffled as she reflexively wiped her tears away; she then leaned forward and tenderly kissed Miley on the lips. "How did you know what I was thinking?" she asked as she pulled her lips away from Miley's.
Miley's eyes de-focused momentarily, then their bright gaze focused again on Lilly's face. She reached up and lightly held Lilly's face with her right hand. "Like we always know, silly Lilly. Because I was thinking it too."
Lilly started to get out of the bed to close the window, but Miley found the strength to grab her wrists. "No," Miley said quietly but firmly, and the need in her voice held Lilly more strongly than any physical strength ever could. "Leave it open. I want you to hold me, sweetheart. I need you to hold me now."
Lilly smiled. "Any time, Miles," she said as she slid her legs down along the bed, using her foot to lift up the edge of the covers to where she could grab them with her hand and then pull them up over her and Miley's bodies. As Lilly closed her eyes and settled down into the bed, Miley rolled over to where she could rest her head on Lilly's shoulder. "Night night Miley," Lilly said.
"Mmm, night night Lilly."
After a pause, Lilly said, "I need to set the clock. We have to meet Jen in the morning."
"Already did it. Before you got out of the shower."
In the darkness of their bedroom, Lilly grinned. "I think you're the perfect wife, Miley."
"Nah, not perfect. But mighty darn close."
Lilly giggled once, and she could feel Miley do the same. "Amen to that, girlfriend."
"Say your prayers, Lil."
"Yes ma'am."
"And I love you."
"Love you too, wildcat."
"Surfer girl."
"Pop princess."
"Movie star."
"Baby momma."
Miley placed a kiss on Lilly's cheek, then she whispered, "Your baby's momma, Lilly Truscott. And only yours. Now go to sleep, honey, 'cause we've got a full day tomorrow."
Author's Afterword: My apologies for this chapter taking a bit longer than I usually do. I had an amazingly hard time working on this chapter for various reasons, as so many things kept popping up to occupy my time, both positive and negative.
If any of you aren't familiar with what the modern (or New Earth, as DC Comics refers to them) Supergirl and Batwoman look like, you can find good pictures at Wikipedia or at the DC Database at .com. Supergirl was always going to be Lilly's costume, just because she has the blonde hair and the body to pull it off, but Miley's took me a bit of time to consider, mainly because of her gorgeous hair. She has to hide her hair so much as Hannah that I was determined to find a costume where she could let it be free in all its beauty. When I saw the variant cover to Final Crisis: Revelations #3 with Batwoman on it and her hair falling all around her, that made my decision for me. I held off on the actual Halloween party until next chapter so that everyone can get a visual image of how Miley and Lilly will look in their costumes before reading that chapter.
Okay, next chapter brings us the Halloween party! But before that, it's time for Jen to be let in on the secret. How will she react? We'll see then. See you soon!
-- Jo --
