Oooo! Two updates in one day! Need I say I've been possessed by this tale. Sioux and Marcos bury the past (oh so she hopes). Dawne & Lita make peace. Jimmy Sue (to the rescue again) deals with Johnathan. You know the drill, keep those reads and reviews coming. They're the lash the keeps my fingers to the grindstone! =:)
Sioux & Marcos
He silently fell into step with her as she walked to the waterfront and thought about what she would say to him. It would have to be enough to satisfy but also protect. When they reached the water she sat on a bench and he stood.
'Come Marcos, please sit down.' Sioux sighed wearily.
He did as she asked and stared at her profile as she stared out at the water. She hadn't change a bit, in fact she may be even more beautiful than he remembered from that summer of legend seven years ago. He was bursting to question her about where she had been, why did people think she was dead, what was she doing here in Seattle, but most of all, why had she left him.
Sioux turned to face him with a small smile. 'You look good Marcos.' She took a deep breath and stared back out to the water. 'I was wrong to leave the way I did. Please forgive me, but that was who I was back then.'
Marcos' voice was gruff with emotion. 'It's eaten me up for years Sam, what did I do wrong?'
Sioux faced him, her emerald green eyes pained. 'You did nothing wrong! I was the one who wronged you. I ran because I couldn't accept your love or anyone else's back then. I'm so sorry I hurt you. I felt so worthless I never thought anyone would ever think twice about me.'
Marcos took her hand and gripped it tighter when she tried to pull away. 'Sam, you were the most exciting, amazing woman I ever met. I . . .'
'Sioux' She whispered. 'S-i-o-u-x. . . that's my real name. Sioux Nighthawk. And you heard right, Samantha Moreau. . . your Sam is dead.'
Marcos gripped her shoulders and shouted. 'NO! How can you say that! You're here! Flesh and blood! I don't care what you call yourself! I never stopped loving you!'
As Sioux shrank away from him, he dropped his hands and his eyes. 'Sorry. Seeing you. . .feeling you. . .your lips. . .'
Sioux's eyes welled. 'Oh Marcos, what have I done? I never meant to hurt you. I hope you can forgive me. I belong to another now heart and soul, with every fiber of my being. We were children when we met, I just found him a few months ago by a miracle of the God's of my people. We were meant to be.'
She reached for a large calloused hand. 'He healed me. I'm a different woman now. I'm finally happy and loved. Marcos. . .look at me.'
Marcos raised he sad piercing blue eyes and steadied himself for the final blow.
Sioux proudly raised her chin, held his eyes and delivered the truth in a voice pure and strong. 'I am his. He is mine. I love him. He loves me. I will love him until the day I die and beyond. I can never be sorry for that.'
Marcos could do nothing but acknowledge the truth and finality in the endless green of her eyes and slumped back on the bench a beaten man.
'I always pictured you on some billionaire's yacht drippin' in jewels. Never figured I'd lose you to a crab fisherman.' Sioux startled.
'Yeah, Dawne told my about her new friend Sioux who was Johnathan Hillstrand's woman. She invited me to meet you all this evening.'
There on the street, when it became clear she was Hillstrand's woman, he had been confident, based on Hillstrand's womanizing reputation, that he could reclaim her. Now he knew there was no chance. His Sam, his beautiful Σειρήν (siren) unwittingly but nonetheless, just like the sirens in Greek mythology had lured and entranced him, and now left him shipwrecked on the rocky shore of sorrow.
Dawne, Edgar, and Lita
Dawne sipped her second glass of chardonnay and shook her head. 'Sometimes when he would have a little too much Ouzo he'd talk about 'Sam'. I got the impression she broke his heart.'
Lita was working on her second Greyhound and muttered. 'Small world my ass. I still can't believe it. This is so messed up. Do you hate Sioux now?'
And gave Dawne a side look from under her lashes. She really hoped Dawne was cool. She really liked Sioux. Not to mention the fact if Dawne was swearing out a vendetta on her and the Hillstrands, it was going to get dicey with her seeing Andy and all. 'Cause she wasn't about to give him up.
Dawne took a long sip and gave Lita a sarcastic look. 'What? You afraid I'll make you choose between me or Andy?'
Edgar was silent and watching the two like a tennis match. This was deep gurfriend territory and he was riveted.
Lita gave her a casual grin. 'Would you?'
'Nah.' Dawne held out a fist and Lita bumped it. 'I wouldn't do that to you chica. I'm not even mad anymore. Uncle Marcos is a big boy and he made it clear whatever went on, or is going on, is his business. Johnathan just reacted like any man would. Right baby?'
For a beat, Edgar didn't realize she was talking to him he was so into their conversation. 'What? Oh yeah! I mean, I woulda done the same thing if some dude grabbed you on the street and laid one on you like Marcos did on Sioux. No doubt.'
Dawne leaned into him and purred. 'And no one could have drug you off his ass, right my tough Deckboss?'
Edgar wrapped his arm around her, kissed her on the forehead and agreed. 'True that baby. We'd better order some food, you girls are gettin' hammered.'
Lita took another slip and said crossly. 'I'm not hammered, just traumatized by that uglyscene, and pissed off looking at the two of you lovebirds.' As she reached for her phone and started punching. 'Where the hell is my damn man?'
Johnathan
Jimmy Sue brought her plate and sat on the sectional in the T.V. room where Johnathan sat glumly eating and watching 'Rocky II'.
'I'm real sorry baby-dumplin'.' She began.
Johnathan shot her a warning look which she ignored. 'I mean it must have been a shock to find out she wasn't a virgin and all.' Johnathan ignored her.
She arched a brow and continued. 'I mean I get your point, but what do you think it's been like for her to have battle that herd of your ex-giraffes?'
'Not the same.' He muttered.
Jimmy Sue arched a brow and put her plate down. Now we're getting somewhere she thought. 'Why not? What's the difference? You got history, she's got history.'
'She loved him.'
'And how do you know that?'
'I know her.'
'And what if she did?. She loves you that's for damn sure, and you love her. Don't be stupid. Leave the past in the past, and get on with the now.'
'I know, I know, I'm being stupid.' He grudgingly admitted. 'But the way he kissed her was so possessive it just. . .'
'Was she kissing him back?'
'No, but still. . .'
'Still nothing.' Jimmy Sue cut him off and shook a stern finger at him.
'She's going to be riding up here anytime now, and you better have your 'tude adjusted big-time. How do you think she feels? Going to meet you and some old boyfriend pops up? Must have shook her? And I'm sure she's dreading a scene with you. Do really want her feeling like that?'
Johnathan gave her a thoughtful look. She got up and gave him a stern one.
'If you have the sense God gave a goose, you'll call her pore on the charm, and get her back here pronto!' And flounced out.
He heaved a loud sigh and dug out his phone. He just hated it when she was right.
One more time from: Baby Come Back - Player
Baby come back, any kind of fool could see
There was something in everything about you
Baby come back, you can blame it all on me
I was wrong, and I just can't live without you
All day long, wearing a mask of false bravado
Trying to keep up the smile that hides a tear
But as the sun goes down
I get that empty feeling again
How I wish to God that you were here
Baby come back, any kind of fool could see
There was something in everything about you
Baby come back, you can blame it all on me
I was wrong, and I just can't live without you
Now that I put it all together
Give me the chance to make you see
Have you used up all the love in your heart
Nothing left for me
Ain't there nothing left for me
Baby come back, any kind of fool could see
There was something in everything about you
Baby come back, listen, you can blame it all on me
I was wrong, and I just can't live without you
I was wrong, and I just can't live
