Part 3 at some point in the future...With maybe some sexy fun time? ;)
JATHENA FOR LIFE.
Athena stood in front of the grinder in Concordia, seemingly unable to decide which guns she wanted to give up.
As she pretended to concentrate on her selection, her thoughts led to Janey.
The assassin would never say it out loud, but she sometimes thought that she was just a project to Janey, something broken that needed fixing.
She hated herself for these stupid doubts, because Janey would angrily disagree. Of course she would.
She was sincere and cared deeply about her, Athena knew that. She knew, but opening up and trusting again was a slow process.
She always felt ashamed when she felt this way. On the occasions that she tried to distance herself, Janey would become fiercely affectionate, refusing to be pushed away.
First her face and ears would turn red, and her nostrils would flare, and then between caresses, she'd list all the reasons why Athena was special to her.
And every time, through all the kisses and reasons why, Athena always caved in when she heard how cute and amplified her accent became when she got angry.
Regardless of how withdrawn she tried to remain, these heated and loving displays always reassured her how lucky she was to have her.
Janey was earnestly and consistently there for her...not caring or even thinking of the dangers she might encounter-physical or otherwise.
Athena smiled to herself and thought, 'So reckless and persistent. Why do you put yourself at risk like that?'
The assassin never strayed far from honesty...but when it came to Janey, sometimes she almost wished that she would come to hate her, if only to keep her safe.
She couldn't be more honest than the little pieces of herself that she gave to Janey, however long that took...
But matters of the heart and matters of her profession were two different things.
Being honest about what she'd been trained to do would only serve to hurt her, and the assassin intended to keep her safe.
Her countless enemies wouldn't hesitate to see her dead, if it meant Athena's defeat.
'I will not lose you, Janey,' she thought.
"Hey, Athena..." A voice called out from behind her.
Startled out of her thoughts, she almost dropped the gun she was holding.
She turned around to face her girlfriend.
"Huh? I mean, um, what's up?" Athena responded.
Acting coy, Janey fiddled with her hands.
"Um, do you wanna go to the bar? I hear Moxxi gives out free drinks for birthday girls."
Stunned, Athena took a second before she remembered that it was, indeed, her birthday.
'Shit,'she thought.
She wasn't really a big party girl, but the words "free" and "drinks" were definitely a reason to celebrate, no matter what day it was.
"Okay, sure. Let's go," she conceded with a smile, and wrapped her arm around Janey.
The blonde leaned in close and whispered, "I have a surprise for you later. Well, two, actually, but one of them isn't what you think."
Athena laughed softly and kissed her.
"I can't wait."
