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Author: I work in Law Enforcement, so I usually write about what I know. I have been writing most of the story on my phone - when I have down time at work (breaks) so I really appreciate all of the interest in the story. I have more and I'm working on a few ideas, but I have plans for this story and everything will be tied together soon. I'm into slow progression because build up is foreplay. ;) (Comments always appreciated.)
Vulnerability
Blood and Battle
Black, was all Lauren could remember before waking up in a hospital on an ocean naval fleet. Her eyes widened. Lauren saw others in the ward beaten and battered. She went to move and a sharp pain hit her hard in the gut. "Fuck me!" Lauren muttered grasping her side.
"Maybe later," a blonde approached Lauren's bed with a smirk.
Lauren's head hurt and even though this woman seemed lovely standing before her dressed in Marine attire, she wasn't up for talking. Did she actually say what Lauren thought she heard? All Lauren wanted to do was get up and redo the stitches on the patient next to her, because whoever did it wasn't paying attention.
"Focus on our own healing for once, Dr Lewis..."
Lauren gazed back at the Marine. Who was this woman and what did she think she knew about Lauren? "All do respect ma'am, who are you?"
The woman smiled with her hair formal and her uniform crisp. "Call me Officer Tamsin," Marine's special ops, military police officer; the kind that don't fraternize with the general military population, ever. It was perfect position for a Valkyrie.
A flash of black and fire came into Lauren's vision. Green human shapes from her riflescope came flooding back to her mind, giving her a worse headache. Tamsin's face, her eyes were what stood out as she looked at Lauren lying in the sand, picking her up.
"Officer Tamsin, to what can I do for you?" Lauren's head still a fog.
"I'll need to ask you a few questions in regards to your last night in Afghanistan," Tamsin stared straight at Lauren.
Lauren grew pale, she felt her stunt with the sniper rifle was well within justification, but she still felt sick to her stomach.
"What was your last name again?" Lauren asked.
"Let's just stick to a first name basis, yeah?" Tamsin sounded sly.
"Not quite sure that's fair since you already know my last," Lauren tilted her head moving her position in bed to sit up.
"Smart. I like that," Tamsin smirked. "I know more about you then that."
A physician walked in and checked Lauren's monitor. Tamsin looked in his direction, "Seeing as you just woke up, how about I pay you another visit some other time?" Tamsin took one last glance at the doctor before turning to leave.
A soft smell of roses resonated in the air wafting over, hitting Lauren with familiarity. It was the same sweet sent Lauren had experienced before. Something wasn't right - things didn't seem to fall into place for Lauren.
"Wait," Lauren was trying to gasp some reality. Tamsin tilted her head in Lauren's direction. "Was that you?" Lauren asked.
"Excuse me Doctor?" Tamsin turned and had her hands behind her back.
"When I was hit, was that you who…" Lauren remembered a beautiful blonde woman with striking blue eyes helping her up, putting herself out of the middle of Lauren's momentary revenge rampage. Lauren had flashes of sand and blood everywhere she stepped, on her hands, looking down as if she were floating in the dark.
Tamsin did not reply, but instead just gazed at the doctor with a glint in her eyes. She wasn't going to answer her and Tamsin was surprised Lauren had half the memory she did; that may prove to be a bad thing.
"I'll come back another time Doctor," Tamsin walked out in a bit of a hurry, down the hallway with a steady pace and a face unflinching, but her heart was racing.
Stay close. We want to figure out what the light wants from her.
"Yes of course," Tamsin said before heading out. For some unspeakable reason, she liked the doctor. "Stay close- fabulous," Tamsin thought sarcastically. She had already had been covered in her blood, how much closer could they get? Tamsin tried to convince herself she could keep a distance from the doctor, if necessary.
The Fae, like other secret societies had a large presence within the military to maintain their own interests. Tamsin was just one of their many guards that fought to insure Fae objectives were met as well as doing her due diligence serving in the military. She answered to mysterious figures with powers of influence in all the right places. It made Tamsin's job easier, but it was frustrating.
Right now, their interests aligned with hers, keeping an eye on the lovely Doctor Lauren Lewis.
Blood and Battle
A bit later
Lauren finally got away from the Naval Ward after a week sitting in a bed looking out at the ocean. It had been some time since she saw water, at least so much water. Blue was a rare color that the desert could not afford. The wind, was even peaceful. Finally, Lauren got assigned a temporary housing unit on the ship while she recovered, as they were headed home, land to the west.
Lauren walked to one of several balconies on a high tier over looking the ocean. She stood leaning over a rail feeling more like a tourist then a Chief Doctor. She was alone - or so she thought. Tamsin watched Lauren from afar, but only for a moment, staring at her back. Her eyes saw to Lauren's hand that was wrapped in a bandage from a minor injury. Tamsin felt how delicate Lauren seemed, how her body was beaten, and her soul was battered. Human life was so fragile; death lingered over every person. How they faced it, everyday she couldn't grasp.
The bravest of people, in Tamsin's mind, being as humanly fragile as they were, did heroic acts knowing their own mortality. In some bitter way, Tamsin thought Fae, even with their vast seemingly superior life, lacked an essential part of what was necessary to be a true hero, a true warrior - the undoubting vulnerability of death.
Fae lived longer, lived with many different powers, and their ability to heal was great. A human had no advantages and lived their life with all they had, gave it everything with no reproach. She didn't share her beliefs with many, but after all the warrior she's witnessed fall, she found that the greatest warriors had one thing in common, humility.
Selfless, Odin how annoyingly selfless Lauren was; it was beautiful to see, truly but still quite annoying. Tamsin didn't know if she wanted to slap or caress some sense into the doctor.
"Doctor," Tamsin said faintly enough to startle Lauren out of her daze.
Lauren turned, heart beating faster realizing someone was amongst her loud thoughts that quickly quieted. "Hello, officer Tamsin…"
Tamsin knew Lauren had been in thought, somewhere deep, of a journey that one goes on alone. Lauren's breathing became a little heavier. "What brings you here?" Lauren asked.
Tamsin knew she didn't have a rapport with Lauren, but she was ready to establish some ground. "I simply followed a pretty blonde to the balcony," Tamsin smirked.
Lauren stared at her quizzically, but smiled before turning away to look back at the ocean. "Not sure if you found her, but I am here," Lauren waved her bandaged hand in the air ironically.
Tamsin was feeling cocky, "Oh I found her," daring to stare at Lauren.
Lauren tried not to seem unfazed by her not-so-subtle complement, but did a horrible job. Crafty Lauren changed the subject, "So, detective is this the new spot for all your interviews?"
"It's just a few questions, promise." Tamsin had her recall the moments before, during, and up to the point where she woke up in the fleet ward. It was a bit of a haze, but Lauren did mention a mysterious figure who helped her from the black abyss after she was shot. It wasn't anything out of the ordinary and Tamsin told Doctor Lewis that her narrative of Lauren's account was just procedure, since she was finishing up Lauren's injury report. Lauren nodded her head and looked off into the ocean unfazed. Lauren didn't mention her brother to Tamsin, but she knew it was too new a wound to open.
The sun started to set on an endless ocean, "Beautiful, isn't it?" Lauren asked.
"Yes," Tamsin said candidly looking at Lauren.
Lauren smiled; she wasn't sure exactly what this detective wanted, but at this point in her life she wasn't sure she could give anyone anymore of herself.
Usually Tamsin kept a distance and didn't affiliate with anyone or become too close, but Lauren brought out the tenderness Tamsin harbored in her. She wasn't sure if she like it much. "Want to have dinner?"
Lauren laughed, "You make it sound romantic, what type of rations do we have?" Lauren turned to face Tamsin.
Tamsin uncharacteristically smiled. Cheese ball "I have a stash - real food. No rations. I know the cooks here and lets just say I have people who owe me favors."
"Calling in those favors?" Lauren smiled and looked at the floor.
"Fruit even," Tamsin added trying to be persuasive tilting her head up. Fruit even? Odin.
Lauren made her feel like a juvenile, vulnerable; this wasn't good. It only seemed suiting though that out of everyone, it was Tamsin who saw Lauren's undying strength, filled with devils. It was about time someone saw Tamsin's soft side. She wasn't even sure there was a soft side of herself, really, but it was bubbling to the surface unwittingly so. Who Lauren was, Tamsin had to know. Who was this doctor that made her feel so, human with all its beautiful imperfections.
"Going to join me?"
Lauren stood in place, "Did you know that scurvy is still prevalent in the twentieth century with sea goers like ourselves?"
"Scurvy, isn't that just a thing for pirates or something?" Tamsin lead Lauren slowly away from the balcony walking next to her.
"Vitamin C deficiency," Lauren started to ramble on about something doctor-like and Tamsin just listened not quite understanding all that she was saying, but somehow enjoyed it non-the-less. Lauren realized she hadn't thought about Ethan in at least fifteen minutes and she had Tamsin to happily blame for that. Knowing of her happy distraction, Lauren met Tamsin's eyes. She had seen those eyes before, Lauren felt it in her bones. Shaking her head she let it go from her mind. They were so strikingly blue like the sky. Lauren didn't know why this beautiful detective paid her any attention, but she was happy for the company if it was only meant to be temporary.
They only had a few more nights on the vessel, before it hit shore. Tamsin was going to try and make the most of that time. She already hated herself for liking how adorably geeky the doctor was being. It was time for her to be cool, distant, dislocated Tamsin, but then she unintentionally started to chuckled at a 'forbidden fruit' joke Lauren said and Tamsin felt her cool factor fly off the boat into the sea.
This - was not good for her image. Odin help her.
