Love interrupted
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This takes place some time after Arise Serpentor Arise and before the Last Blitz of Cobra
On a Saturday morning, Priss reluctantly followed Cover Girl to the mall, on promise to go shopping with her. Priss was not a fan of shopping unless it for particular items, such as music, motorcycle parts and such. "Come on Priss, I need you to come with me to Victoria's Secret." Cover Girl insisted in a sweet voice.
"Court, I have some light shopping I have to do. Besides you look good in anything, so why the hell you need me?"
"Who said it just for me, Love," she whispered in her ear, getting Priss slightly aroused. Ever since they entered their relationship, there was modeling she used to do, that now she would only do for Priss in private.
Going their separate ways, Priss headed for FYE to pick up some new hard rock and new wave CDs and the latest season of Penn & Teller: Bullshit; she actually was relieved that she and Cover Girl split up, the 1st anniversary of their relationship and she wanted get her lover something special.
"May I help you miss?" the jewelry clerk asked, the store Priss was in was a high end, she wanted to look for something special.
"Yeah, I'm looking for something special for a friend of mine."
"Well," the clerk responded as she directed to a set of rings both men and women. "Is there something your friend will like?"
I don't want to bust my bank account, but I don't want to be cheap either. Priss thought to herself as she looked at the rings, her gaze came across a simple ladies 18 carat gold band. "I'll go with that."
"An excellent choice, miss." The jewelry clerk ran Priss' credit card plus an added charge for an inscription Priss wanted on the inside of the band. Once she had the velvet box containing the ring, she placed in the pocket of her leather jacket, heading to meet up Cover Girl.
"Jesus Christ, Court!" Priss exclaimed "Did you buy out the store?" She saw her Lover with at least ten bags from Victoria's Secret.
"Well, I bought some satin sheets for us and some things I want to privately 'model' for you." She smiled, "besides since it's going to be a very special evening, our anniversary, I made plans and I asked Sylvie clear out for a couple of hours. Roadblock is going to fix us a very sumptuous dinner to be delivered to our quarters. I'll do some modeling for you and then..."
"Then what?" Priss whispered
"Then we make love," Cover Girl whispered back.
"Well, I'm glad we brought your Cobra than my bike for your purchases."
Later that evening, Cover Girl modeled some risqué lingerie she bought earlier for Priss, while they waited for dinner to arrive. A wicked smile came to her face; she could tell Priss' brain closed down for the weekend and was completely aroused. She straddled the Knight Saber on the couch as she had her lover under her complete power. The two locked lips slowly and sensually, savoring the moment as long as possible. "God, you're so sexy, Courtney," Priss moaned, getting excited with each second and caress from Cover Girl. She couldn't take it anymore. "God I just want to…" Priss started before Cover Girl placed a finger over Priss' lips.
"Pace yourself, love, the night is young," She whispered before kissing Priss again. "We have plenty of time to go nuts."
Suddenly the mood was broken when a knocking came at the door, Cover Girl threw on a robe, as she open the door, it wasn't Roadblock with dinner, it was Capt. Sylia Stingray, aka Grey Fox, "Capt.?"
"Is Priss busy, I need her for a job."
"Sylia?" Priss exclaimed nearly falling off the couch. "I thought I had the night off," She groaned after falling on her ass.
"Sorry to interrupt your 'fun and games' but NYPD asked for our help, Cobra has been giving assistance to local gangs and recruiting new members. Hawk is sending in the Knight Sabers to clean house."
Priss looked at her lover. She did not want to leave especially during their anniversary but she had obligation to Sylia as her 2nd in command. "Don't worry babe, I'll do a quick ass kicking, and be back in time to make some real noise!" Priss winked and grinned
"Well, there's another sleepless night." Sylia sarcastically quipped; she heard rumors that neither Priss nor Cover Girl were quiet during sex.
Kissing her lover good bye, Priss followed Sylia to the briefing room.
Minutes later Roadblock showed up with dinner. "I take is the mood is broken?"
"With a wrecking ball," Cover Girl sighed as the gourmet chef brought the dinner on a cart. She had this whole evening planned, and Sylia comes in ruins it. Why did she need Priss? Why couldn't she just let her have the night off? This sucks! She cursed as she grabbed of a deck of cards and began a game of solitaire on the dining table. Hours passed as she played her whatever the number of hands she played, she lost count. The door opened, she looked up expecting her lover, but it was just Sylvie, who came back from a late movie. "Gee, I thought you and Priss would be fucking like sex-starved monkeys by the time I got back?"
"Oh funny," Cover Girl dryly retorted, "Priss was called away on business."
"Got something on the side, huh" Sylvie joked. Cover Girl was still fuming over the spoiled evening but she took Sylvie's ribbing well. "I'm only kiddin', Court. Priss adores you."
"I know, Sylvie."
Couple more hours passed, Cover Girl decided to watch some TV, hopefully pass the time until Priss got back. Sylvie headed for bed. She watched some 3rd rate movie on TV with complete disinterest. With a wrapping at the door, she jumped from the couch and dashed to the door. "Priss?" She exclaimed, but stopped herself when she realized it was Sylia. Her head was bandaged at the right side of her forehand and her fatigues were covered with blood, and she looked tired and worn out. "Priss? What happen to Priss?" She asked fearing that blood on Sylia might belong to her lover.
"Courtney, I'm sorry, Priss has been severely injured she took at least a gunshot to her shoulder and leg, but those were mainly flesh wounds. But she was stabbed several times by a gangbanger that jumped her, the wounds are pretty severe."
"No," she cried, she did not want to believe Sylia, this must have been some cruel joke being played on her. Priss promised she would be back on this special night. Tears rolled down her face as she collapsed in the Knight Saber's arms. Sylia stood there holding Cover Girl as she cried
"Courtney, let's go inside." She softly requested. Sylia escorted the crying Cover Girl to the couch where Priss and Cover Girl were 'enjoying' themselves hours earlier. Sylvie watched from a distance, but then got Cover Girl a glass of water. Sitting next to her she offered her moral support. Cover Girl rested her head against Sylia's shoulder. She was a full member of the Knight Sabers, but in a way she was adopted into this small, close knit family, who, with the exception of Nene, were in one way all orphans or lost their own family. When Cover Girl took Priss home to meet her mother, she accepted the relationship but did not approve of it, the rest of her family basically disowned Cover Girl for her 'lesbian' relationship with the Knight Saber. "She always protected me," Cover Girl mentioned offhand
"What?" Sylia asked
"Priss," Cover Girl said looking at Sylia with red rimmed eyes, "She always protected me. While you and most of the command staff were gone, the jerk from the Pentagon was hopped up on this inter-unit boxing tournament. Well, the fighter was brought in from 3rd ID and Priss was going to fight him, one thing he wanted if he won was me, because he laid eyes on me."
Sylia scoffed that something like this was going on and disapproved of it.
"Anyway, this bruiser, despite Priss got some very good punches in; he finally knocked her down to the canvas. Grabbing me to claim his prize, he forced me to kiss him, and I'm resisting, screaming Priss' name."
"I hope he got his 'kiss.'"
"Oh yeah. Priss got up, approached him and told him to 'keep his fuckin' meathooks off her girlfriend,' She threw this incredible punch and he went flying over the ropes into the first two rows. Afterwards she took me in her arms and passionately kissed me right there in the ring and in front of everyone. I asked her, 'should we be displaying our love for each other in front of everyone?' She answered in her usual way, 'fuck 'em! I love you, and if these assholes don't like it, fuck 'em!'"
"Priss has always been protective of those she cares about." Sylvie stated, when they were in serving in 101st, a member of their unit tried to force himself on Sylvie and she tried to fight him off but he had the upper hand and was about to rape her. "When Priss came upon the situation, I've thought I seen her angry, but those times were understatements, she was pissed. When the dust settled, my would be rapist ended up in a complete bodycast and left emotionally scarred."
Cover Girl looked to Sylia; she noticed that Sylia had not shed one tear for Priss, the picture of utter calm. "Sylia aren't you worried about Priss?"
"I am," She summed up a smile, "but I can't succumb to my tears, I have to make myself available to you and the other Knight Sabers if the worse comes."
Cover Girl remained wrapped in Sylia's arms, Sylia was special to her, she was the one who had Priss and her confront their love for each other, and brought them together. Soon she came to understand Priss' utmost respect and undying loyalty to Sylia, and in truth Sylia earned it. Despite that calm and cool exterior, Sylia was a warm and caring human being. "Sylia?"
"Hmm, what is it?"
"If the worse happens, will you keep me company?"
Sylia did not answer for a few minutes. "Let's not make that decision just yet. I willing to bet on Priss' life any day of the week and come out a winner."
Cover Girl took a sigh of relief, even though Sylia was being realistic but she had faith in Priss. Priss was a fighter, she took on all that Cobra has ever thrown at her, she could take on Death himself and win. She wanted Priss to win, she wanted her lover back. Suddenly Sylia's cell phone went off. "Yes?"
Cover Girl watched Sylia. The Knight Saber maintained her poker face. "Thank you, Doc for your effort."
"Priss…is she?"
"She out of surgery, she's going to live."
Cover Girl burst into tears again, but this time she was happy, her lover was out of danger.
Priss slowly opened her eyes, but her head was still cloudy from all the drugs in her system. Cover Girl took her lover's hand into hers. Sylia and Sylvie stood around Priss' bed. "Hey there, killer." Sylvie said with a grin, "A few nicks and cuts ain't gonna keep you here. Unless you want terrorize some of the nurses."
Priss laughed a little watching Cover Girl jab Sylvie in the ribs. "Hey there, babe." Priss smiled, but the smile quickly vanished as guilt sat in. "I'm sorry for ruining our anniversary…"
Before Priss could finish, Cover Girl placed her finger against Priss' lips. "Shh…There will be another time, love, the important thing is that you're still alive. That's more important."
"Sylia, I had a small velvet box on me."
"All your personal items are this bag," Sylia empted the small cloth bag onto the bed, which were Priss' dog tags, her wallet, cigarettes and a small velvet box. Priss tried to reach for the box, but Sylia handed it to her.
"Courtney, I wanted to give you this." Priss opened the small box in front of Cover Girl, revealing a simple gold band. "Happy Anniversary, Court."
A gasp escaped Cover Girl's lips as she took the ring, "Priss, it's so beautiful…"
"Read the inscription."
Before placing the ring on her finger, Cover Girl read the inscription on the inside. 'To Courtney, all my love, Priss.' "Oh, Priss." She placed the ring on her finger, then leaned over to kissed her lover lightly on the lips. "I love you, now and always."
Over the next couple of days, Priss was released back to her quarters, where she was still convalescing, Cover Girl took care of Priss' needs, and to keep things from getting boring, she bought a very seductive nurse uniform. During one of those quiet moments, Sylia, checking to see how Priss was doing, came upon the heartwarming scene of Cover Girl, in bed, wrapped in Priss' arms, both had their eyes closed with Priss quietly singing to her lover. Cover Girl opened her eyes slightly looking up at her lover's face, then to her ring; Priss gave her the most precious gift of all, her love.