jsco81: Maybe not down to the beach in this chapter but we are going to see hat is happening next ;-)
ashikinz & 1818 : Thank you both very much!!! To be honest it's damn difficult to write Joey's feelings down at I felt like it's getting worse with each chapter. But I am doing my best to keep up the "good" work. I hope you'll like this chapter too! And 1818, ha-ha, I am really sorry. Charlie doesn't really seem to be a cop here, huh? But don't worry, she will be one again!
funkyshaz57: hehe, thank you. Or yeah it is good to write to let her out of the shells, too ;-) Butt he question is: Will she ever be able to behave normal? Will Brett coming back or was he really just an imagination of her and she is really sick, pretending not to be, to get out there? Or is Brett anyway trying to get to her? What will Watson& Charlie find out? Will Joey act on the feelings she has? Will Charlie? Too much questions here. ;-)
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-Sun
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Chapter 7
Charlie had a big smile on her face, looking at Joey who looked unbelievable excited too.
It was really unbelievable how fast things happened.
Over 48 hours ago she first saw the younger girl, completely living in her own world.
After a few hours spending with her Charlie was able to get her out of her thoughts, bringing her back into real life.
24 hours ago she almost lost the connection, trying to save the situation, able to do so.
7 hours ago she was holding Joeys hand through their meeting with all their doctors to convince them Joey wasn't like the other patients.
4 hours ago she was talking to Rubes and Leah to tell them about her plans with Joey moving in to be able to protect her all the time. While their conversation she tried to convince herself she did all those things for Joey because she was a good cop, not because she can't stop thinking about the younger girl, or she was longing for another touch of her fingers on her lips ,she wasn't really able to forget about.
3 hours ago she was driving back to the institution, getting Joey out of there, talking to her and watching every step she took.
2 hours ago Charlie showed Joey her new place to stay, and Joe hugged her the first time.
1 hour ago Rubes and Leah were coming back from a little shopping trip with VJ. It was no problem for them to let Joey in their heart, Charlie new it was because of her shy smile and her sweet and tender type.
And now, Joey was standing in Charlie's room right in the middle looking around.
"You have a lovely room, Charlie. You are sure I can sleep here? I mean… you don't have to sleep at Ruby's. I can take the couch…?" Charlie was a little bit disappointed, catching herself at hoping Joey would want her to share a bed with her.
Come on, Charlie, What is going on here? She is a girl who needs you, nothing else…
"No, it's really okay for me."
"Seriously?"
"Joey, don't worry. I am totally honest with you. I'll sleep with Rubes. Be happy, it's very a comfortable bed, better then the one in the institution." Charlie said joking.
"Thank you, Charlie. Thank you for everything."
"Never mind." A little pause originated.
"Charlie?"
"Huh?"
"Hope you know how thankful I am, but I think I need some time for myself to think about what happened. I still can't believe I'm here."
"Sure, sure. No problem. I will be in the living room if you need me!" Charlie answered smiling, but feeling a little bit underwhelmed as she followed Joeys request. Too much she hoped Joey would talk to her about her feelings rather then being alone.
But she did what Joey wanted her to do and left her in the big room.
Joey couldn't believe it was really happening.
All this was finally happening to her after she dreamed years about being free again.
Charlie was happening to her.
As she was lying down on the bed she smiled, but telling herself she has to control herself.
Charlie was charming, lovely, adorable, comforting, and more then beautiful, she was stunning and Joey realized not the first time she was attracted to a woman. But she was too thankful to act on her attraction. She couldn't do that and embarrass Charlie, who was so supportive the last days.
Charlie, she thought closing her eyes, remembering how soft her skin felt when she touched her just a few seconds.
How would it be if they touched much more, longer?
When she was just beginning to fade away she suddenly opened her eyes as she heard something battering against the windows.
It has been so long, Joey thought grinning, rising up from the bed and walking away.
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"Hey, Joey, Leah made dinner!" Charlie said knocking on the door, waiting for any reaction. But as she heard nothing she opened the door quickly just to find nothing in the room.
"Shit!" She said out loud, rushing through the whole flat, searching for Joey. She couldn't just lose her in her own flat, when she was sitting only 5 meters away from the girl she needed to protect. "Joey? Joey!" She was screaming, waiting for a sign, before rushing to her phone calling Watson or someone else to tell them Joey was missing. Just before she got her phone she heard someone laughing outside. Following the voice, she didn't believe what she was seeing.
Joey was sitting on the small wooden bank in front of the house, laughing, rising her hands to feel the rain falling down on her body, her hair already wet.
Charlie wasn't able to be angry, like she thought she would be, because Joey just left of without saying a word, almost forcing Charlie to get embarrassed in front of the whole office.
But now she was just smiling, thinking how sweet Joey was.
"Joey, what are you doing here? It's raining…"
Charlie said, letting Joey know she was there.
"I know… Isn't it beautiful?"
"Well… I haven't thought about calling the rain beautiful yet. It's necessary, yes, but it…"
"It's wonderful, Charlie… It's fantastic." Joey interrupted her, before glancing at her impressed.
"Come here, Charlie. Come right beneath me. I am sure you will look beautiful in the rain."
The young girl wasn't even sure why she said that, but she didn't regret it, too overwhelmed with the feeling of the cold rain on her skin and feeling Charlie's body abruptly so close to hers.
"I know the rain isn't something beautiful to you. The rain is something disturbing when you planned to do something outside for example playing football and what are you going to do then? You wish the rain away. The rain isn't something special, it's normal, but for me it is. Every little drop is special and meant to be. It is a wonder.
Charlie, The sky is crying for me tonight and every cold and fresh drop on my skin means a new beginning, and all I can do is smiling, trying to forget what happened in the past, because now you are there, and I thank god for that. I stopped believing in him, but now I know, he sent me you. He sent an angel.
Charlie, you are my angle…" Joey said out loud the things that were never meant to be reaching Charlie's ears, but now she can't do something else then telling her.
She can't do something else then touching her wet skin with her wet fingers, touching her cheek, comforting it by stroking it a few times before letting go, just to replace her hand with her lips.
She kissed Charlie right on her right cheek, while her hand comforted the left side now, wishing she would never has to let her go.
This simple touch sent jolts through both of the women's body at the same time, forcing a swarm of butterflies to fly.
But both were denying this beautiful feeling at the same time, still knowing It was there.
"Dinner is ready…" Charlie managed to say, rambling, after Joey let her go.
"Good, thank you." Joey replied, still smiling, they both stood up at the same time.
"You know what Charlie?" She said walking right behind Charlie, almost passing the older woman.
"I feel like I'm newborn. The first time I'm hungry. Thanks to you." With A grin as fat as half Summer Bay Joey passed a confusing and happy Charlie.
"Charlie, you are my angle…"
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It took Charlie a long time to go off to sleep, after she said goodnight to Joey. She needed the time to think about how drastically her life has changed with Watson calling her, and now 3 days late she found someone who really needed her, and it was a good feeling to be needed. She was needed in her work every day, but now she really had the want and the necessity to protect Joey and all she wanted and would try was erasing the pain, no matter how long it would take.
She was sleeping beneath Ruby, who started to snoring, due to the fact she gave her bed to Joey, who seemed to sleep sound and save, like Charlie should do to. Tomorrow would be a hard day. She had to talk to Watson and start with searching for Brett, but now she needed the sleep.
Closing her eyes, thinking of the younger girl, she only took a slow walk to dreamland.
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Screaming's. Screaming's everywhere. Screaming's.
But it wasn't a dream, it was too real.
Hearing Joeys Voice and another one, calling her name, the cop in her was fast awake, running in her white tank top and here boxers to the direction the screaming's came, right out of Charlie's room.
Leah was standing in the doorway, screaming for her roommate, not able to do something and When Charlie was entering the room her heart was pounding to her chest.
The fragile figure was sitting at the other end of the room, her back pressed to the wall, while she was holding something sharp in her hand which looked like a scissors, obviously crying desperate.
And she was dreaming, not able to escape the nightmare which causes all this.
"Joey…" Charlie only managed to say, getting nearer, scarred of the girl thinking she might be a part of the nightmare, attacking her like she did once. But maybe she was able to recognize her voice.
"Go away!!" She was screaming, make Charlie stopping in her tracks, until the older woman realized it wasn't her who should leave. It was someone else, she was talking to in her dreams.
"No, Don't… Please… Don't do it again… Don't … Don't hurt me, please… I'll do whatever you want, but don't hit me…. Don't, Brett, don't … No… It hurts…. It hurts so… Please… It hurts so much…"
Her voice was getting lower with the last word she said, but her body was shaking.
"Jo, it's me, Charlie. You are only dreaming…"
She said, but wasn't really able to get through, so the only thing she thought would help was a touch. So she get closer, forced the younger girl to come back.
Taking another step forward, getting down on her knees and ignoring the sharp scissors she instead pulling Joey into her embrace.
Charlie was able to feel Joey's body trembling and her eyes were flushing open, breathing heavily, searching for anything she could hold onto. But worse of it, she still was crying her heart out.
"Jo, it's okay. I am here. I am with you. Everything's okay. You are in my room and nothing will happen to you. Brett won't be able to hurt you ever again. It's alright." Stroking through Joeys hair, she felt how Joey's breath slowly calmed a little. And suddenly she was feeling Joeys arm around her neck, her hands searching for a hold, before she started to breath heavily again.
"Shhh… sweetie…. Shh…" She made a few times, continuing it while she was wiping her, holding her, comforting her, before she stood up with Joey in her arms.
She only needed to take a few steps with Joey in her arms until she laid her down on the bed, before sitting on the edge of the bed, still stroking Joey's hair, showing Leah with her eyes she could leave now and thanked her for calling her.
As she rose up to get Joey glass water, she felt a weak hand grabbing her arm.
"Don't…" She was just saying.
With one word trying to force Charlie to stay.
"I will get you water, I'll be right back."
"I… don't… need… I need… I… need… you."
Charlie needed Joey nothing more to say before she lay down on her side, feeling her tears and her breath on her skin and suddenly feeling her body against hers too. It was a shy hug, but it was all the both woman needed to go back to sleep: Holding the girl they felt like falling in love.
A sweet stroke was suffusing both bodies at the same time when they touched firmly.
"Nothing will ever happen to you again, Jo. I promise. I am here." Charlie whispered in Joey's ear, waiting until Joey slept again, before she went of to sleep too.
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The first night was tough for Joey.
The nightmares were pretty normal for her, but now it was different.
She was captured in the darkness, not able to find the light, not knowing where she was, no one at her side, but with Brett still on her mind.
And all the bad memories were coming back, rushing down on her and strange voices were getting a part of her dream.
All she could do was hiding like she tried when she was a young girl to escape Brett. She was also searching in the dark for something she could fight with, crawling to the next wall, trying to hide herself there.
Then the voices was getting louder, screaming's for help, for someone who was named Charlie.
Charlie. Charlie. Charlie.
Yes, she remembered a Charlie.
She remembered her sweet smile and her beautiful eyes, but it wasn't strong enough to escape Brett. No, she was caught with him, maybe her whole life.
He was too big, too strong, and almighty.
But suddenly she felt something else then fear.
She felt soft hands reaching for her, smelling her scent, hearing her voice, able to touch the one she was waiting for.
But the shock was still there, made it impossible to walk and so the older woman was there, again, lifting her up, laying her down on the bed.
The next thing she remembered was holding onto Charlie, pleading her not to go, instead wanting her to stay, reaching for her once again before she was going back to sleep.
But neither the night, nor her dreams were over. She was still starting to cry uncontrollable, making it hard for Charlie or herself to sleep, but she was happy Charlie was still there to hold her in her arms through the night.
Waking up Joey found them both in a strange position: her head resting on Charlie's shoulder, her lips almost touching Charlie's cheek and both with their fingers, their arms and legs entwined, holding each other as close as possible. Dreaming had brought them into this position and Joey loved it to lay so close to the woman who saved her, who meant maybe too much to her.
Joey, concentrate… she is the first girl you were every touching like this. It is normal to feel delighted. It isn't because of Charlie… oh god… how she is biting her lips while she is sleeping. Joey, you don't need to fail yourself. It is because of her
Now without any nightmares, rather thinking of how much she was enjoying the touch of Charlie's body pressed on hers she went off to sleep… again.
