Please keep in mind that these are not healthy relationships, and that neither I or Grace condone them as such. Please do not read if you're not comfortable with emotional abuse, polyamorous relationships, or kinda threesom-y instances.

Headcanoned with and beta-ed by Grace

Rated M

"And then all you have to do is put in the sage."

"After the rosemary?"

Cordelia smiled. "Exactly."

The pre-teen in front of her nodded sheepishly, her binder close to her chest as she twirled her pen with her free hand. "I swear I'll get it right next time."

"You can't be talented at everything, Mary." The Supreme teased as she passed her hand over her shoulder. The girl blushed as she pushed into the touch.

"Thanks for the help, and I'm sorry that I came at you like that, I know you were busy but I have class soon and I really wanted to get this potion right before then."

The blonde shook her head. "I'm here to help, don't worry. Now go, I don't think Queenie will like it if you're late." Mary smiled again and quickly hugged the Supreme before taking off for the hallway, glancing back to throw her elder a wide grin.

Cordelia licked her lower lip as she followed her slowly to the kitchen's door, watching her climb the stairs two at a time. The brunette had the cutest dimples. She turned as she felt a grip on her elbow, and her eyebrow raised as she stared into hazel eyes. Madison was scowling, her fingers tight around the Supreme's arm.

"Where did you come from?"

"We were in the backyard. What the hell are you doing?" The actress hissed.

"Excuse me?"

"Ain't that considered cheatin'?" Misty asked, suddenly at her side. Her hand grasped at Cordelia's opposite hip, bruising. "Starin' like that?"

"What are you-"

Madison cut her off. "Don't stare. You've already got two girls to come home to, remember?"

Cordelia glanced between them, a small smile growing on her lips. "Is this what this is? A beatdown with jealousy as the root of it all?"

"Just don't do it."

The Supreme wrenched away from them, turning around to shove them back into the kitchen, her hands on their chests. They fell back, both surprised at her sudden strength, and she slammed the door shut behind her, trapping them inside with her.

"I do what I want, is that understood?" Cordelia hissed. Her voice was low, and both girls winced as she took another step forward. "Get off your high horses and let go of your insecurities, or I swear the next time either of you look at another person with anything that I feel is the wrong sentiment, you're done."

"We don't-"

Cordelia's glare was enough to stop the dirty blonde from saying any more. The Supreme's chest was heaving as her black eyes flitted between them, challenging, but they stayed quiet. As tall as Misty was, she felt incredibly small, and she couldn't imagine how Madison felt.

But Cordelia suddenly smiled, and the younger blondes shared a small glance at the sudden change. She let her hands travel to the fronts of their shirts and she gripped on tight. "Though I must admit, you two getting possessive is-" She trailed off as she tugged them closer, nuzzling into one's neck and then the other. She pulled back long enough to open her mouth, bent on continuing, but Madison surged forward and cut her off with a searing kiss.

Misty's hands tightened around Cordelia's fingers as the Supreme moaned into Madison's mouth, her tongue snaking out to meet the dirty blonde's. She pulled away reluctantly. "-Hot." She pressed a kiss to the swamp witch's lips before sighing lightly. "You two need to relax."

"Ya were starin'."

"Staring is different from sleeping with her. She's cute. That's it."

Madison scowled lightly but followed Cordelia's hand anyway as it passed by her cheek, rubbing comforting circles into her jawline.

OOOoooOOO

"Ya don't have to leave."

Madison paused and gazed heavily at Misty, a light frown on her face. She let her hand fall from the bedroom's door handle, her fingers limp at her side. "She texted you. Isn't that why you're here? For the night?"

Her words held a certain weight, one that they knew both.

The wild blonde shrugged. "She slapped my ass and told me to wait upstairs, actually."

"Really."

"No, it was more of a caress. Come on, stay. At least until she gets up here. Ya know how long she can take once she gets started on paperwork, and I don't really want to be alone tonight."

Madison nodded tightly and made her way back to the bed, where she'd been sprawled before when the necromancer had come in, shawl flying behind her. She finally cracked a smile. "I don't really see her slapping your ass, anyway." The necromancer shook her head as she opened her arms, beckoning her over. The actress laughed lightly again, almost to herself, before placing her head on Misty's chest and letting the wild blonde embrace her, hands clasped around her back.

She burrowed a little further, letting Misty's breathing lull her into a light haze, sleep already calling. A few minutes passed without either saying anything, Misty's eyes fluttering shut too as she nuzzled into the girl's hair. She was sure she fell asleep.

Madison's hazel eyes cracked open, and she broke the almost reverent silence after a second, thoughts and protestations roaring back to life. "I should get going, you know that. She'll think I'm butting in on your time together."

"Aren't ya?" Misty teased.

The actress sat up to hover over the necromancer, tongue in cheek as she smiled despite herself. Her eyes traveled down to the tight grip Misty had on her hip, pausing there as she frowned lightly, and she gazed back up into the girl's face.

"Mist."

"Yeah."

"About that night, at the concert-?"

The wild blonde's hand fell away from her side, as did her blue-green eyes. "Right, I, uh, wanted to apologize about that. I guess I was high on the feelin' of it all, ya know? I'd probably have grabbed a twelve year old boy." She laughed. "I'm glad I didn't. But I am sorry. I overstepped my bounds."

"No, it's-" Madison shook her head, unable to keep going. She glanced down at Misty with a look of pity in her eyes. Misty feared it was for her and for her only. "Can I say something crazy?"

"I wish ya wouldn't."

Hazel eyes studied the necromancer. Madison finally leaned in and down, chest heaving as she kept her gaze on Misty's eyes, flitting down to her lips as she licked her own. Misty opened her mouth, weak protests already forming in the back of her mind, but the younger blonde kissed them all away, her hands anchoring in the necromancer's hair. Misty's own went to cup her ribs.

The bedroom's door suddenly opened and Misty practically threw the girl off of her, the dirty blonde barely catching herself before she tumbled off the side of the bed and down to the ground.

Cordelia's features had been passive as she'd walked through the threshold, but they were now twisted with silent rage. Her voice was eerily calm and it sent a shiver down Misty's back. "What's going on?"

"She, Madison was just sayin' good night. Since I'm spendin' time with ya tonight."

The Supreme nodded. "That's so sweet of you, Madison."

The actress shook her head furiously. "I was just leaving." She went to stand but Cordelia's hand in her hair stopped her, and the oldest blonde ripped a tight yelp out of her throat when she tugged her head back harshly.

"That looked like one hell of a 'good night'."

"We didn't do nothin'-"

"Only because I came in." Cordelia snapped, black eyes leaving Madison's fearful gaze to meet the necromancer's. "I dropped my work so we could have more time together, and I come in here and you're doing this? What did I tell you last time, Misty?"

The girl looked away, ignoring Madison's questioning gaze, shame flooding her system.

Cordelia pushed Madison towards the bed and the necromancer grasped her arm before the dirty blonde fell face down.

"I want to see it." The Supreme said evenly.

"What?"

"Kiss her. Kiss her like you were just doing, like you've wanted to. Show me what you do behind my back, don't hide. Have some courage in your actions."

Madison's voice was weak. "We weren't-"

"Kiss her."

"Delia-"

"Kiss her!" The Supreme snarled. Madison's hand jumped to Misty's hip as she blinked rapidly, tears threatening to spill.

The swamp witch let herself be tugged closer, blue-green eyes still pleading with the oldest blonde, but the woman's black gaze was hard and unyielding. She thought she heard Madison hiccup out a 'sorry' but she didn't ask as the actress fitted their lips together. She tasted of Cordelia and regret.

Misty pulled away quickly, cheeks burning as she reached up to wipe the back of her hand against her mouth. She found that Madison could not lift her gaze to meet hers.

"Get out. Both of you."

Madison began to cry. "Cordelia-"

"Out!"

OOOoooOOO

Misty hadn't left Madison go to her room by herself, and had instead tugged her down to her own, throwing the blanket over them both in the tiny twin bed. The dirty blonde cried against her chest, trembling hands by her mouth as her body was wracked with sobs. Every once in a while she apologized between her hiccups, moving in between the sheets to come closer to her. She was practically on top of Misty an hour later.

Madison's cheek was on the necromancer's ribcage, her head moving lightly with every breath the wild blonde took, but her hazel eyes were dead, even as Misty whispered comfortingly as best as she could. The older girl passed her hand through straight strands of blonde hair, and with her free arm she tugged the actress up her body until she could kiss her forehead repeatedly. She paused a few minutes later. Madison had quieted down.

Even though the tears still flowed and she sill trembled, she managed to speak. It was calm, chosen carefully. "I can't do this."

The necromancer bit the inside of her cheek. "What?"

"I want to die."

"Maddie-"

"I can't live if she hates me."

"No. Stop that."

"I just, I just don't have anything else to live for. What am I going to do if she never talks to me again? If she never holds me? Tells me she cares so much for me that it makes it hard for her to breathe?"

Misty's voice was harsh. "Stop."

Madison's eyes shut tight. "Just make it quick, that's all I ask."

The wild blonde shifted until she raised the actress onto her elbows, fighting with her until she held herself up above her. "Madison Montgomery, ya shut the fuck up." Madison began to cry again.

Misty's mouth was on hers a moment later, hands around her the back of her head and tugging at her hair, bringing her down. The actress responded almost animastically, whining and gasping out as she opened her lips and accepted the wild blonde's tongue against hers. She tried to break away, but her teeth only ended up on Misty's neck before she traveled back up. She thought she tasted blood.

Misty's head snapped up and Madison's lips fell away and she was back in Misty's neck, sobbing as the necromancer held there, shushing her as best as she could.

They fell asleep, Misty knew she had, and by the way Madison was deathly still against her, she had no doubt. When she awoke, she'd been worried that the girl's heart had stopped, faint as the beat was, but her aura was strong. Strong and ocean blue with grief.

The door opening lifted the girl's head from the necromancer's chest, her eyes hazy, but she suddenly scrambled to get off of Misty.

Cordelia watched them from where she stood, light uncertainty in her black eyes, and she closed the door behind her gingerly. She walked over to the bed, steps light, and leant down slightly to watch them, gaze flickering between the two. She paused on Madison. "You okay?"

Madison sat up, kneeling on the bed and she spoke hurriedly through teary kisses as she pulled Cordelia down to her, each sloppier than the next as she kissed down the woman's neck and back up to her cheek and mouth. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."

The Supreme hushed her, thumbs tracing circles into the girl's jaw. "I apologize. I shouldn't have gotten so angry at either of you." She pushed Madison back until the actress was sitting against Misty's legs. She glanced at the necromancer. "You two are close, and I got jealous. If you want to, do that-"

"No."

Cordelia laughed lightly at their simultaneous answer. She tucked a strand of hair behind Madison's ear and the girl followed her, holding her there as she pressed a kiss to the palm of the woman's hand.

"I'm not in love with the idea of you two doing much together either." Cordelia finally admitted. "But if you two want to-" She paused to take a light breath. "Kiss, and only kiss," Her voice held a tinge of threat. "Then do. But don't hide it. I can't stand secrets, especially not between us."

Misty added a quick "Nothin' else, we swear. We don't want to. We love you." Madison nodded furiously along with her.

The Supreme was tugged down onto the bed, and she wedged herself beneath them, her arms coming around to hold them against her.

Madison pulled herself even closer to her side, still shaking with silent sobs, and Cordelia passed her hand through the dirty blonde's hair before pressing a light kiss to the top of her head. Misty nuzzled up the woman's side until she laid her head in the crook of her shoulder, breathing lightly, blue-green eyes bright. Madison's fingers found the necromancer's and she didn't pull away.

"I love you both."