So yeah, giving you guys a fair warning. I work every weekday, so i dont know when (On weekdays) i'll be able to write. I will try to keep the chapters coming one a day. But i gotta make the cash to pay the bills.
Update: Blizzard closed work. Yay!
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The process was painful. Naya and Demi basically had to fight to stay in the same room with each other. The captain in charge wanted to get separate and individual statements from the pair. But they refused to leave each other's side.
Which was a good thing, because If Demi had been pry'd from Naya. Naya probably would have broken down.
She had meant what she said about not leaving Demi no matter what road this situation took. But the thought of someone trying to kill her made her scared shitless.
Demi had filled her in about Briggs. She had told her about the stalking, and about finding the notes in her room 3 years ago. But it all took a turn for the worse when he had broken into her parent's house.
Demi's parents, thank goodness , were not home at the time. They had gone to dinner with Tom who had been trying to get them to move closer to Demi until all this madness blew over.
When her parent's arrived back at the house, they found the front door open, and Karl Briggs waiting for them in the living room. Obviously he thought a visit to his imaginary future in laws would help his case. Her parents, of course screamed and tried to get him out of their house. Briggs didn't like that, something inside him seemed to snap and he tried to attack them.
Tom had heard the commotion and came inside to investigate. He found the man in mid charge and sprang into action. Demi hadn't known Tom had been on the Wrestling team when he was in high school and still took boxing and Tai-Chi lessons whenever he had the chance. Needless to say, Tom Blind-sided him. Knocking the stalker out cold. If it wasn't for Tom, her parents might have died that night, for that she owed Tom everything.
But now, Briggs seemed to have gone off the deep end. There were no love letters or creepy flowers. Only destruction and rage. Because of that, the local law enforcement found it nessicary to place them in a Safe house ,and keep them guarded.
They were told they were not to return to the set, that it would be too dangerous. That guards would be placed around the Area until they found and caught Karl Briggs.
"Think of it this way." Chris commented. "It will be like a vacation for you two, a nice sceneic getaway in the mountains for a couple of week with nothing but each other's company."
Demi rolled her eyes. "Chris, this is no time to joke about that. Briggs still might go after our parents, Maybe even you, Lea , Tom or any of the glee cast mates. This might turn really ugly.."
Chris gave a sigh, nodding."I know, I was just trying to make the best of a shitty situation."
Naya seemed to still be fidgeting slightly. She hadn't thought that Briggs might target her parents. "Will they be placed under protection too?"
Tom nodded. "Yes, Both Demi's and Your parents are being picked up and sent to another safe house. But at the moment, we know that he's somewhere around here. So finding your Parents will be harder for him to do now." He looked at the girls appologeticly.
Demi squeezed Naya's hand. This was not the first time she had to go through this, but knew how traumatizing it must have been for the Latina. "It'll be Okay Naya. Theyre going to catch him."
"He escaped once." Naya said grimly. "What makes you think he wouldn't do it again?"
The group shot glances at each other, she had a point. "I dont think they'd put him in a minium security prison ever again..." Demi said softly. "I mean, what he did here was Arson with intent to murder..."
Naya un hinged her jaw. "Don't remind me..." She looked up to Tom and Chris. "I'm gonna need some cloths though. Everything i had was burned in the Trailer.
Demi gave the Latina's hand another squeeze. "You can wear some of my stuff...I mean. It might be a little big on you. But I'm sure they'll do the trick until you can go shopping."
Naya smirked at the girl ."Big on me? Demi I think I'd fit in your stuff just fine. Its just, your style..."
Demi frowned. "What about it?"
Naya bit her lip, blushing. "Well, I've never been one for the rocker look."
Demi now had her free hand on her hip, glaring at the girl. "So you dont like what i wear?"
Naya laughed. "On you, Yes. I love the way you look like a rebel without a cause. But on me, Well I look like I belong in a jail cell ,waiting for my dominating roommate to come back and make me her bitch."
Demi smiled at this , then gave a small laugh.
Chris rolled his eyes. "If you two promise not to shed your clothes in here and ravage each other in front of us I will promise to go buy you some new clothes..."
The two girls gave each other a smirk. Then looked back to the two men , completley synchronized with their movements.
"Okay.." Tom said wary."That was creepy."
Chris nodded. "You two have already begin to Sync yourselves with each other... If it continues at this rate we might have to hold an exorcism."
The group let out a small laugh at this. Causing Naya to squeeze her girl's hand affectionally.
"So, when do i go back to my hotel to get my stuff?" Demi asked.
Tom shook his head. "Its already been packed and you've been checked out. Your stuff is being moved to the safe house as we speak. Its too risky to have you return to your hotel room. You know that."
Demi looked back down to the ground, nodding.
Naya grimaced, lifting the girl's head with her hand. 'Hey, Dont do that. It'll be fine. Chris and Tom are right. We can use this as a vacation, get to know more about each other while this whole thing blows over."
Demi didn't smile, but she nodded. "I kinda wish it were on a beach, but I will take what I can get under the circumstances." She turned to Tom , forcing a smile on her lips. "So where are we going?"
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They were going to the mountain area in mid California, about a hour north of Sacramento to be exact. Yes it was quite a bit away, but the forest area allowed them to remain hidden, not to mention that if they DID decide to leave the safe house, they were far enough away from the studios where the chances of running into Briggs was much much lower.
It took them nearly a day to get there, Naya had never had these many days meld together so quickly in her life.
Naya was pleasantly surprised by the amount of security they seemed to have. She spotted at least 3 cars stationed along the 3 mile long gravel road that lead to the small quaint cabin. Upon arrival, they were told that anyone that came to visit would be stopped and searched by them to make sure they didn't carry anything dangerous.
Naya couldn't help but smirk. She felt like she was the president with her own secret service, on a vacation with her first lady.
They were given a small layout of the cabin. There was a living room that held a Television and a very romantic looking fireplace. A couch sat directly in between the two marks with a small glass table placed awkwardly in the middle. The kitchen was fully stocked with utensils and supplies, Tom must have given them a heads up on Demi's favorite foods as well as Chris must have told them about Naya's. The dining room held a medium sized table with 6 wooden chairs, a nice view of the pond could be seen through the shaded window. When you went upstairs there were three rooms. If you walked straight, a full sized bathroom. To the right, the master bedroom that was fully equipped with its own TV and very heavy looking bed set. It made the two wonder how cold it got in their little get away house. The other room didn't matter much to the women, seeing it wouldn't be used. It was a rather generous sized guest bedroom. They would just use it for storage.
The inside was not littered with camera's, but it seemed that every inch was on the outside. About 100 yards away , there was a small boathouse that was attached to a rather large pond. Inside were at least a couple dozen screens that was attached to the cameras. There would always be a guard there monitoring them.
It made the girl's feel safe.
After the Guards had left to return to their posts, and Chris and Tom had left to 'go get Naya clothes' The two sat on the couch , the fire crackling in the silence,Demi's body curled into Naya's.
"So, You think Chris and Tom..." Demi drawled out.
Naya nodded her head but sighed. "I really don't want to think about that to be honest. The thought is giving me images that I kind of want to burn from my memory."
Demi chuckled , intertwining her finger's with the other girl's. "Well, this isnt so bad. I kind of had this image of a full lock down security facility."
Naya ran her hands through the girl's messy hair. "Well, we kind of are. But atleast it's got some style. It reminds me of the secret service for the president."
Demi looked up to the girl , giving her a look. "What? Are we going to be making Demi for president signs while where here?"
Naya kissed the girl's forehead almost apologeticly. "No, I was thinking you were more of the first lady."
Demi frowned. "Why cant I be President!"
Naya snaked her arm around the girl's waist, flipping her onto the couch with a her, she trailed a line of kisses from the girl's chin up to her ear, flicking the girl's earlobe with the tip of her tongue, whispering with a purr. "Because, Your my first lady..."
Demi bit her lip, forcing back the moan she had felt creeping up her throat. With a breath, her hands ran down the girl's back. "You know, Your going to get bored of your new toy if you keep over using it."
Naya continued to assault the girl's neck, finding a rather soft spot near her collarbone and sucking on it . Demi couldn't help but let out a small gasp at the sudden sting on her neck which made Naya nip at the spot in retaliation. "I could never...Get bored of that." she said between breaths.
"Naya..." Demi whined feeling the numbness after the girl's lips left the spot. "Did you just give me a Hickey?"
Naya let out a harsh laugh. "Yes, it was my Presidential duty..." she licked the reddening spot, feeling the girl squirm beneath her. "Trying to show my dominance while retaining peace..."
Demi couldnt take the teasing any longer, She pushed at the woman, reversing their positions so she was on top of the other woman. Grinding against her body, she heard the Latina whimper. "So We're at war now Ms President?" Demi teased.
"Not fair." Naya pouted. " I never said anything about War! I just wanted to help relations between our countries!"
Demi's hands grazed across the other girl's button on her jeans. "Well, I'm a dictator Naya... " She pressed the button and the small slit together, the seal breaking on the cloth. " All I want to do is Invade you."
Naya's jaw dropped. " I think you just Conquered me..."
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Chris and Tom had a very eventful day. The Glee filming had been postponed until this mess had been sorted out, and now they were reduced to shopping slaves for the girls as they most likely became acquainted with their new surroundings.
"So, About last night." Chris mumbled , carrying a couple bags in his arms.
Tom pressed his lips together, Chris could have sworn he saw a smirk appearing. " What about it?"
"Well." Chris said with a sigh. "I kinda of don't want this to be all that this is..."
Tom raised an eyebrow, looking at the younger boy. "Oh? I thought it was quite wonderful..."
"I'm serious Tom. I'm sick of the one night stands and the meaningless make out sessions." Chris commented. "I actually want to try a relationship for once."
Tom let out a laugh, his bluish green eyes sparking in the sun. " Chris Colfer , are you asking me out on a date?"
Chris shrugged , trying to make it seem like not such a big deal "Well, Yeah. That is if you don't mind dating a 23 year old who can sing higher than most women."
Tom brushed his hand across the younger boy's almost causing him to drop what was in his hands. " Alright, I guess thats reasonable. That is, if you want to put up with a 31 year old , over organized agent to a rock star who travels as much as Miley Cyrus sticks out her tongue."
Chris rolled his eyes. "That girl is a train wreck." He commented. "I think she needs an intervention."
Tom laughed, grabbing one of the bags the boy held. "Here, I got one of these. After were done playing fetch, i say we go have a nice dinner. Just the two of us."
Chris smiled, nodding. "I'd like that..."
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She had left herself signed in to Everything. Her passwords were easy to get, her email was filled with so much information that he could even probably fabricate a good scene to terrify the Bitch.
Karl felt as if he were on top of the world.
The phone had been deactivated. But it didnt stop him from uploading the contents to the computer. He had numbers, contacts , names and addresses. This was far too easy.
Rivera hadn't deleted her email's, even the junk mail. He found he could go back in her archives and pull up codes and passwords from up to five years ago.
She was an Idiot, and soon she'd be dead.
Despite hatching out his plan, Karl couldn't help but think about Demi. Where was she? Where did they take her? He would never harm her , she was too precious to him! Why couldn't those ignorant people see that?
He had to find her to make sure she was safe. But he was being hunted, there was no way he could go up to someone and ask them questions. He'd be arrested on the spot.
No, He needed help, and thank god help was there for him.
All he needed to do was write another email.
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The couch was empty, both girls laid on the floor laughing insanely in each other's embrace. Naya couldn't believe how quickly this had escalated. She could stay like this forever. "I think you won the War Demi." She commented under her breath.
Demi pecked the girl on the cheek, her eyes glistening in the light of the fire. "Ms President, you won the moment I saw you."
Naya smiled, sitting up. "Well, I don't know about you. But i'm starving."
Demi also sat up, grabbing for her shirt. "Yeah , I havent eaten since last night, and im pretty sure you don't want me passing out and having them send for Erickson again." She said with a wink, slipping on her shirt.
Naya frowned, crossing her arms. "She was a bitch!"
"You can be a bit of a bitch sometimes too. " Demi chuckled.
"Yeah, But i'm ALLOWED to be a bitch. Shes not. What is it called, bedside manners?" Naya complained.
Demi pecked the girl on th cheek again, standing up to find her pants. " Honey, I've gotten all the bedside manners i've needed in the past few days. I don't need her's"
Naya cocked her head to the side, watching the girl move, a silly grin on her face. "You know Demi, You really are stunning."
Demi hopped up and down, trying to slide her pants on her body, but managed to look back to the girl with a smile. "Your not too shabby yourself."
Naya stood, for a second she almost tore the girl's pants back off for another round. To show her how much she truly appreciated every inch of her. But decided against it, Erickson being called sitting in the back of her mind. "Really Dem , I don't know what you see in me, or how I got this lucky."
Demi finished buttoning her jeans, leaning down to pick up Naya's shirt, throwing it at her. " Put some clothes on Naya. I dont want anyone else seeing what's mine." she gave the girl a wink before walking toward the kitchen, making sure to sway her hips from side to side as she moved.
Calm the fuck down Rivera. Naya said to herself, her mouth going dry. They'll be enough time for that later. Take your head out of her pants for a second and make your girl some food.
Naya stood, slipping on her shirt. She took in a soft inhale of breath as she found her body sore. Damn she was out of shape , she needed to change that to be able to keep up with the other girl.
Naya finished clothing herself, walking into the kitchen to the blinding light of the sun setting. She shielded her eyes as the scent of spices filled her senses. Walking over to the side, she saw Demi standing next to a frying pan, chopping up some celery and carrots and tossing them onto the metal. The girl was glowing in more ways then one. Everything about her made Naya's heart flutter.
Its love. The voice in her head said softly.
Naya closed her eyes , trying to dismiss the thought. "Whatcha making Demi Girl?"
Demi turned her head to smile at the woman. "Stir fry , Do you like it?"
Naya wasn't much of a fan of stir-fry to be honest. But Demi made anything appetizing. "Yeah, Its cool."
Demi turned back to the cooking greens, cutting up some chicken. "This is something I learned to make quick. Being on the go all the time doesn't really leave me time to waste on making food. ." She let out a chuckle. "That and I rarely burn it."
Naya laughed, moving to stand behind the woman, her arms reaching out from either side to help her with her preparation. "I'm sure it will be great." She hovered on the woman's neck, wanting to feel her lips on her skin. But decided against it.
Demi could sense the girl's thoughts , and was glad that she didn't. Stir fry or not, she couldn't deny her, they would probably burn the safe house down.
"After this is over." Naya began, still cutting up the chicken. "I want to take you somewhere, On a real get away. Just us, no guards, no agents just us."
Demi turned her head to look at the girl. "Oh? Where did you have in mind?"
Naya held herself against the woman , slowly chopping at the meat. "Maybe Sanibel Island? Have you ever heard of it?"
Demi shook her head. "No?"
"Its a small Island in Florida, the sand is as white as snow and its relatively decreet." Her hands stopped. "It can be all romantic like."
Demi put the chicken in the pan, hearing it sizzle. Her face held a very goofy grin."Okay, that sounds like fun." She said in a whisper.
Naya's smile never wavered, but she released the woman, taking a step back."I'm going to go set the table. See you when your done?"
Demi nodded, stirring the contents and turning down the flame. "Okay, see you in a bit Ms President."
Naya gave the girl a playful wink. "You too First lady Dictator."
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Demi heard the girl walk from the room , letting out a sigh of relief.
That was close.
The smaller girl swirled the contents in the pan, watching them become golden brown, meanwhile biting her lower lip.
She knew she had feelings for the girl as soon as she met her, she knew that they were drawn like magnets together. But she didn't expect to be so consumed by her.
Naya was becoming almost part of her. Even know as she stood in the room alone she felt incomplete. It wasn't just the sex , which was amazing. It was more than that.
I love her. Demi thought to herself, turning off the flame. No, I am I love with her."
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L is for the way Lea glares at me
O is for how Obsessed I am with glee.
V is for how very, scary. this storys is getting.
E is for everything that is Naya and Demi...
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