A/N: Please don't hate me! I'm sorry this took so long to update! I was on a two week long trip with my sister before she went to college! Thank you all for reviewing! It literally makes my day to see a new review. Anyway, since the last episode of Carmilla was hella angsty, I come bearing fluff. And maybe a bit of a longer chapter. Thank you all! Have a lovely day 3
Upon pulling up to Farmer Hollis' house the next day Carmilla found herself grinning. The same truck from the other day was parked outside. Laura's truck. Would she get to see Laura today. Her heart sped up at the thought. Catching here dopey smile in the rear view mirror, Carmilla quickly shook the feeling away. Today she was more prepared, wearing a dark tank top and black shorts. Her hair was placed in a messy bun and her dog tags placed under the top. She really didn't need another episode like the other day to go down.
Sure Laura helped her, but she still didn't like the fact she needed it. Especially now Dr. Lafontaine had given Carmilla medication. So maybe she wasn't using it, but she didn't need to. Right?
When she got to the bottom of the steps, the screen opened. Mr. Hollis walked out in his usual plaid button up, faded jeans and dusty cowboy boots.
"Carmella," he began, Carmilla really didn't have the heart to correct him either. He looked almost distraught, "listen works cancelled today." Carmilla couldn't help the disappointment creeping it's way into her head. Just then the screen door opened again. A sense of relief fell upon Carmilla as she saw the girl in front of her. If she was breathtaking before, Carmilla couldn't describe her now. She was in a light blue button up, dark short shorts, black boots and a brown cowboy hat. That damn hat. Carmilla really just wanted to push that hat out of the way and-NO, NO.
"Dad-oh, hey Carmilla." Laura smiled. Wow, that smile could bring down rulers and armies. And Carmilla could definitely get used to hearing Laura saying her name. Laura looked between her dad and Carmilla.
"Dad I've got some work Carmilla could do...I mean she drove all this way..." She suggested. Carmilla couldn't help notice the way Laura bit her lower lip when she said it. Her lips looked soft. Soft enough to-Nononono. Carmilla couldn't go there. It was then she realised someone had been speaking to her.
"-That ok with you?" It was Mr. Hollis. Would Carmilla like to spend all day with a beautiful girl?
"Well I did drive all that way." She said, trying to sound nonchalant about it. She was really freaking out. It been awhile since she was around a girl she wanted to get to know and Xena didn't count. She was basically Carmilla's sister. Or as Kirsch put it and "honorary Zeta" Zeta was the codename he and his partner had come up with. It was stupid but it made Carmilla miss them. She'd have to Skype them later that night. The farmer smiled and quickly turned to walk to the side of the house. Carmilla hadn't noticed a big red pickup truck sitting over there before.
"Oh," Mr. Hollis said, "I won't be home for dinner tonight. I have a date with Kathy," Laura smiled before yelling out,
"Wibble-Wibble wubb," the man grinned answering,
"Know you are loved!" He then got in the truck and drove off. Carmilla rose an eyebrow,
"Wobble-Bobble what?" She laughed. Laura blushed slightly,
"My mother used to say it before she went to work." Carmilla stopped laughing abruptly.
"Wow, now I feel like an ass," she mussed. Laura softly smiled,
"That's okay. It's not a touchy subject. It happened five years ago. Well it's not touchy for me. My dad doesn't particularly like to talk about it. That's actually were he went; to go visit..." She trailed off. Carmilla nodded. Death was a thing she had to deal with constantly in the NAVY.
"Okay, captain." She said, "what's first?" Laura looked up,
"I, uh, lied. You'll still get paid but, I was going to go horse riding and, well, you were here," a shy smile played on her lips, "I mean you can leave now. You don't actually have to go with me. I know I didn't really ask," Carmilla pretended to think it over,
"Ride horses with you or work in blistering heat, no contest there." Laura smile widened,
"Good. Because I know you don't really know me and you didn't come here to make friends or whatever. I just think it's great that you're doing this for my dad-I mean I think your pretty great in general. Because it's an honourable thing and all to do what-"
"Calm down, cutie," Carmilla laughed, "you'll hurt yourself."
Laura blushed at the nickname, which Carmilla was a little surprised at herself.
"I however, have never ridden a horse so you'll have to teach me," she smirked.
"Well riding is pretty easy-"
"I didn't say I couldn't ride in general. I just can't ride horses," Laura's blush intensified at the double meaning to Carmilla's words.
She quickly turned to walk down the stairs and to the barn, leaving Carmilla alone. She liked making Laura blush. She like making Laura smile and laugh. She liked...Laura.
Riding a horse was not easy. In fact it
may have been one of the most difficult things Carmilla had done since being discharged. Laura gave her the easiest horse to ride. He was black with single white circle around his eye.
"He's like you. He has a mysterious past...one day he was just here... and isn't good with small spaces," Laura had said. If anyone else had made an assumption about what Carmilla was like, but it was pretty accurate. The horses name was Yang. Laura rode Yang's mate, who was white with a black spot on her back. Surprise, surprise her name was Yin.
"They used to be my parents'. But since my mom passed my dad doesn't ride much anymore." Laura had told Carmilla. The smaller girl then gracefully pulled herself up into the saddle.
"Hold up there Cupcake, you haven't told me what to do." Carmilla said. She could feel Yang was uneasy with a new rider. Laura rolled her eyes playfully,
"You just stick your foot in the stirrup there and pull yourself up." She shrugged like it was easy. Which it wasn't. After the third try and fail Laura couldn't stop the giggles bubbling from her mouth. She quickly got down and walked over to the dark haired girl.
"Go up like you're about to get on," she said. Carmilla raised an eyebrow but went to get up. She was probably going to fall again when a hand pressed against the small if her back, pushing her the rest of the way up. Laura didn't seem to mind saying,
"Now swing your leg over there and you'll be all set." Carmilla did as told before she realised-she was one a HORSE. She hesitantly grabbed the reigns, and Yang huffed at her. She patted his neck,
"Easy, let's be friends ok?" She looked over to see Laura on her horse staring at her.
"What?" Carmilla asked, slightly flushing.
"You're good with animals is all." Laura said, simply.
"I worked with bomb dogs before I was in the Navy." Carmilla answered. Laura nodded but didn't say anything else. She tapped Yin with the heel of her boots making the horse move.
"Come on then, let's ride."
It got easier the longer they trotted on. They passed by fields and a huge lake that Laura said she went swimming in at times. They passed by a willow tree and found Shadow sleeping soundly under it. They then trotted passed a swing sitting beside it was a Gray tabby cat. It lay out on its side. Belly to the sun.
"That's Sprinkles-our neighbours cat. He like to sleep there and we're not sure if the reason. He's very friendly though. But the horses unnerve him a bit," Laura explained. When she called his name, the cat opened its big blue eyes catching the eyes of who had just woken him from his nap.
"Come here Sprinkles!" Laura cooed. Sprinkles narrowed his eyes as if to say, "do you really think I'm going to get up to go near you when you're on that thing?" After he had ignored her, Laura said he really was a sweet cat.
"I'm starting to think you see good in everyone, buttercup." Carmilla mused thoughtfully. Laura looked down as they moved on, the horses going at a slower pace.
"My mom taught me to. She said there was dark and light in everyone. Like Yin and Yang. You just have to look harder at some people to see the good. But it is there." Laura sighed. Carmilla gave a gentle smile,
"Your mom sounded like a great person," Laura looked back, her honey brown eyes looking deep into Carmilla's chocolate ones.
"She was." Laura leaned over a bit, "she would have liked you. You would've tried to be quiet, and broody but...she would've made you feel special..." The younger girl said this in almost a trance. Almost as if she was saying it to herself. Snapping out of-whatever she had just been in, she beamed saying,
"Race yah," with another tap to the horse's sides sending it bolting forward.
"Hey wait!" Carmilla gasped, mimicking the other girls action. She wasn't ready. Yang took off, kicking up cloud of dust in his tracks. The wind whistled part Carmilla's face and she found herself laughing. It was such a freeing feeling. Like flying, almost. When she would round a corner she could just see, Laura taking the next. This went on for awhile and Carmilla vaguely registered going upwards at one point but Yang never stopped pushing. She could feel his stomach as he breathed in and out heavily. A thin sheen of sweat graced his soft coat and mane and foamed ran down his neck from his harnessed mouth. Rounding another corner they came to a sharp halt, knocking Carmilla in her saddle. Looking down she noticed they were on a crest of a mountain looking down. The ranch panning out far out to the horizon, were a blazing orange ball sat sinking in the sky. Carmilla breathed heavily from the adrenaline pumping through her veins, almost as much as Yang was. She then looked to her right and saw none other than Laura. Beautiful, sweet Laura. She looked peaceful, gazing at the sunset. The sat in comfortable silence, Carmilla catching her breath and Laura appearing to thinking.
"I have a friend who was stationed where you said you'd been," she said finally. Carmilla looked over,
"What was their name?" Laura looked over,
"Her name was Lola Perry. She was a doctor I think. So is her fiancé." Carmilla immediately recognized the name
"Dr. Perry she loosing a lot of blood. She could die,"
"Not on my watch SJ. You hear that Karnstein? Not in my watch!"
Carmilla shook the memory away quickly.
"Do you have them a lot?" Laura asked. Carmilla looked up taken aback. Laura blushed,
"I'm sorry. I'm naturally curious. My dad used to call me Curious George until...things got bad. I plan on being a journalist." Carmilla waved away the apology,
"It's ok. I...they've been getting worse. The memories. Sometimes I go into full sequence. Which is where..." Carmilla struggles slightly, "I can feel it happening again." She closed her eyes, "but when I'm lucky, I'll only have a half sequence, where I only see and hear things." When she opened her eyes Laura was looking at her. But not with pity, like Carmilla was use to, but something else. Something kinder. More understanding.
"I won't say I'm sorry." Said she, "you probably get enough sympathy everywhere you go. And saying I understand would be a lie. I haven't seen what you have. Words only work if they're used correctly. And empty words mean nothing. So why say something I'm sure you've heard a million times." Carmilla found her heart swell with gratefulness. They rode back after dark and ate boxed pizza from Papa Johns which-wow had Carmilla missed Papa Johns. It was nice. When Farmer Hollis got back, he retreated into his room thanking Carmilla for her "work" and excusing himself to bed. Laura walked Carmilla to her truck, Shadow in tow.
"Well aren't you the gentlewomen." Carmilla complimented, with a smirk. Laura rolled her eyes again,
"I try, but thank you." Carmilla chuckled about to get in her the truck when to arms were wrapped around her.
"Thank you for today, Carm." The smaller girl whispered, "I really needed it."
"Anytime cutie," she smiled, the scent of suntanning lotion shrouding her senses.
"Oh, Carmilla hey!" Will said when Carmilla walked in the door, "you stayed late tonight. I meant to tell you this morning but I didn't catch you. Today might've been a bad day to go work." Carmilla cocked her head after grabbing an apple from the fridge,
"Why?"
Will leaned forward slightly on the couch,
"You don't know?" He eyed her when she shrugged casually, "today was the anniversary of Mrs. Hollis car accident. Today's the day she passed away."
(Catmilla) 11:20 p.m: "Stop!"
(D-bear) 11:22 p.m: "oh you know we're messing with u, Karnstein."
(Bro) 11:22 p.m: "ye its not ur fault u have a raging crush on little hottie"
(Catmilla) 11:30 p.m: "w/e I'm going to sleep.
(Bro) 11:57 p.m: she didn't deny it!1!1"
(D-bear) 11:59 p.m: alright let's leave her alone. Love yah K
(Bro) 12:00 a.m: yeah dude-I love u like a...LADY BRO! 3
(Catmilla) 3:45 a.m: love you guys too
Extra note: Hey, me again. HAHA didn't expect to hear from me down HERE! Anyway, this should be quickly mentioned there will be sexy times. Later. Maybe MUUUCH later depending on if I just want this to be a really slow burn. Also come and talk to me at my Tumblr, known as miriammtthis or WTFisthisBlog. P-p-peace!
