Finally Lita and Andy meet. The 'Deadliest Poker Game' draws a big crowd. Did you forget Sioux is the karaoke Queen? Well she now got her some hot Seattle backup chicks! Read and Review PLease! =;O

Lita & Andy

Sioux checked on Andy and had coaxed him out of bed. She told him he had to eat and that she would bring a tray. Only a couple of the guys had arrived and Johnathan had them. She prepped Lita as she put his dinner together.

'Don't press him too hard. I don't know. . .maybe I'll take it in.'

Lita assured Sioux. 'Don't worry I'll be chill and sweet as can be. I'll use the Bambi mother's voice.'

Sioux snorted. 'What?'

'No really.' Lita insisted. 'I got it down. It's like everybody responds to that voice and don't know why. Chills everybody, especially grown men. I kid you not.'

Lita lifted the tray and tucked two bottles of water under her arm. Sioux swept a arm toward the hallway that lead to Andy. 'Good luck.'

Lita pushed opened the door that Sioux had left cracked open, with her hip. She first took in the room and swore she had seen it, down to the candles, at Nordstrom a week ago. Andy was slumped at the table before the window head in his hand, eyes closed. Lita figured him for well over six feet, and he looked fit. As she came closer she noted the light brown hair, clear smooth skin, a strong jaw and chin dusted with the stubble of a beard sprinkled with grey, and a soft mouth that needed kissing.

She silently placed the tray before him, set the water bottles on the table, sat across . . . and soaked him in. Andy looked nothing like his dark burly bother, but Lita thought him handsome nonetheless. He seemed so tired and sad her heart ached for him and she had to resist the urge to reach out and stroke his cheek. He slowly raised his head, blew out a breath, and opened his eyes. When his crystal blue eyes locked on hers, her lips parted and it was all Lita could do not to audibly gasp. Dos mios!

Andy was momentarily confused Sioux? No, definitely not Sioux. Very different from Sioux. As he stared at the stunning woman before him struggled to separate each perfect feature from the whole that mesmerized him. Her eyes were big and warm brown, and emphasized her pert nose. She had high cheek bones on a face that ended in a chin that pointed and beckoned . Her hair was jet black, parted and swept in a bob that brushed her long graceful neck to her shoulders.

Finally Lita blinked and smiled gently.

'Hi Andy. I'm Lita. Sioux asked me to bring your dinner.'

Her voice was slow and very soothing. His wide amazing blue eyes were killing her but she held it together.

He cleared his throat. 'You're Lita?'

She smiled, dipped a handmade taquito in her signature chucky guacamole and held it out to him.

'Start here. I made this.'

As he silently chewed she tore a warm flour tortilla and put together a pastiche of steak, rice, beans, and chucky salsa.

'That was really good.' Andy smiled.

Bingo! Lita thought as she passed him the mini-burrito. She knew his smile would be killer and it was, but best of all was that it rose and brightened his sapphire eyes. She prepared another, brought it to her open lips and murmured.

'Mind if I join you?' And paused with her mouth slightly opened

Andy was suddenly ravenous as the flavors woke his appetite, and Lita woke up his other appetite.

'Yeah sure.' Andy gulped.

Lita's eyes laughed as she popped her bite in her mouth and quickly fixed him another and another from the mound of food. In short time they went from tentative and shy with one another to an easy affinity as Lita taught him the secret of a perfectly folded burrito.

'Now see, this is where most people get it wrong. It's over, then up.'

Andy couldn't take his eyes off her. When Johnathan had come in trying to drag him out to hit on her he imagined, what did Sioux call 'em? yeah, some augmented giraffe heavily made-up to the roots of her bleached blonde hair, who would expect all the fake moves that he just didn't have in him. The woman before him was a soft, natural beauty with a generosity of spirit that warmed him. As she talked, her voice created sweet notes he could listen to for hours. When they finished eating Lita acknowledged the growing noise flowing into their cocoon.

'I'm sorry. I have to go. Sounds like the bulk of the hoard has arrived.' She said with a sad pout and rose. Impulsive she leaned over and kissed his forehead and smiled. 'It was good to meet you Andy. Will I see you later?'

Andy meant it when he replied. 'Sure you will. And thanks Lita. . .for everything.'

Sioux and Her Crew

Sioux was not surprised Johnathan's guest list estimated at a max of ten was closer to twenty and she had planned accordingly. The voracious, usually rambunctious to the extreme crabbers that descended on her crew like locust, were surprisingly well-mannered. Sioux attributed their good behavior to the presence of so many the Captains. Turned out along with Scotty and Josh Harris; Neil, Eddie, and Mike had flown in represent for the Time Bandit. The Northwesterners included Captain Sig, Deckboss Edgar, Norman, Jake Anderson, Nick Mazar, Matt Bradley, and a 34 day sober Jake Harris. From the Kodiak, Captain 'Wild' Bill Wichrowski and his son Zack. The Seabrooke was represented by Captain Scott Campbelland his brother Whipper. Even the Wizard was in the house represented by deckhands past and present; Travis Lofland, Crosby Leveen, and Freddy Maugatai.

She had no idea how the poker tournament was organized, only that it was Texas Holdem. The tourney and the bar were Johnathan's territory, and to her surprise he had both running with precision. In between hands or after going bust, the Captains and crew made their way to the kitchen to work the ladies. There were many classic moments. . .

Josh Harris had arrived with a rebel yell and a bulging brown paper bag held high. 'My entire collection! Some of the best and unique por. . .' His announcement was strangled as Wild Bill's big rough hand slapped over his mouth and manhandled him back out the door to give his dumb ass the 411.

Jack Anderson gazing at Dawne with big blue, adoring puppy eyes. 'You're sooo beautiful. Do you have a boyfriend?' Dawne gave a him flirty smile. 'Maybe.' Jake who had no idea who she was pressed. 'He doesn't deserve you. Please go out with me just once.' Dawne savored the moment. 'You'll have to ask him. . .he's your Deckboss.' He looked like his spleen had just burst and fled.

Jake Harris sought Sioux out. 'I'm Josh's brother Jake. Josh told me all about you. The ritual and all. That was cool. Can I give you a hug?' Sioux wiped her hands on her rumpled apron and held him close. 'How you doing Jakey, Jakey boy?' Jake gazed up at her with sad adoring eyes. 'I'm taking it one day at a time Sioux.' She kissed his forehead, held his eyes and knew he was sober. 'Josh loves you so much Jakey, cut him some slack will you?' Jake smiled ruefully. 'If you say so. Don't want you comin' to kick my ass.' Sioux hugged him tighter and laughed. 'Then you know my reputation.' And gave him a stern look. 'Really. Don't make me come looking for your ass.' Jake gulped and fled.

The cocks that battled for Lita's attention were fierce. Eddie and Neil in turn ignored Sioux's warning look and went there. Eddie, for him, went for smooth. 'Hey baby. Let me give you a hand. Would you like to relax over a drink later at my hotel?' Lita played him cool. 'You're so sweet but I already have an invitation.' Eddie leaned in, hot breath in her ear. 'You sure about that?' Lita couldn't help but shiver. Eddie was hot and sexy and she would have had to have been a dead chick standin' not to have responded to his roll. She gave him a sad smile as she stroked his cheek. 'Oooo Eddie, you do tempt a girl, but I promised Andy.' Eddie started. 'Andy?' She nodded. Eddie gave her a sadder look. 'Then this conversation never happened.' And rolled over to Sioux.

Sioux kissed him on the check. 'Did you not get the look I gave you?' Eddie sighed. 'Just give me something to do.' Sioux shook her head, handed him another bowl of chips, and shooed him off.

Neil took the direct approach. 'What you doing later? I'd like to get to know you.' Lita took him in and figured him for a Hillstrand. She leaned in, her breathe sweet and warm in his ear. Neil was instantly aroused as she slowly whispered. 'Sorry, already got somebody I mean to know better. . . your brother Andy.' His mouth fell open as she pulled back and gave him a big-eyed sad look. Neil took a long swig from his beer and cursed. 'Fuck me! Lucky rat-bastard! I hate his ass.'

Lita laughed as she returned to chopping and slicing.

Sioux and the girls and been toiling full out for hours and were starting to flag. Sioux had her iPod docked and had been playing her song lists softly. She pulled a perfectly chilled bottle of excellent chardonnay out of the refrigerator, poured and rallied her troops.

'Here's the my deal my angels. I'm calling the game at eleven. They got another half hour then we're out of here. Then we're going upstairs to chill and have our own party. Don't know about ya'll, but singing pumps me up.'

Dawne took a long sip of her wine. 'Sioux, we are so down with you! Do you do karaoke? We love it!'

Sioux thanked the Great Spirit for her girls and searched her iPod for her Girl Group playlist.

'Some classic 60's girl groups ladies?

'Bring it!' Lita and Dawne drank and hooted.

As the intro to Martha and the Vandellas 'Heat Wave' cranked they rocked it out all over the kitchen. Hit after hit screamed as they traded leads and back-up, organized, cleaned-up, and did the last of the cooking. They rocked out everything from the Supremes, Chiffons, Crystals, to the Ronettes. The younger crew members who had washed out were their awed audience.

Lita spied Andy in the hallway as she announced their last number and gave the lead to Sioux for 'He's a Rebel'. Sioux was boppin' at the dishwasher when song started, turned and spied a smiling Johnathan lounging in the doorway. She shucked off her apron and swayed over to him as she sang in a sexy throaty contralto. See the way he walks down the street
Watch the way he shuffles his feet
My he holds his head up high
When he goes walking byyyy
He's my guy

As she sang, she held Johnathan's eyes as she slide up and down in the doorway next to him. Dawne and Lita had their sinewy back-up choreography down in front of the sink.
When he holds my hand, I'm so proud
'Cause he's not just one of the crowd
My baby's always the one to try the things they've never done
And just because of that, they sayy it ain't safe

She backed into his arms and reached back to pat his check.
He's a rebel and he'll never ever be any good
He's a rebel 'cause he never ever ever does what he should But just because he doesn't do what everybody else does
Ah, that's no reason why I can't give him all my love now
She danced over to Dawne and Lita to testify. He is always good to me
Always treats me tenderly
'Cause he's my rebel, oh, no, no, no
He's my rebel, oh, no, no, no, to meee
As the music interlude played the ladies danced and booty bumped. Then Sioux pulled the Captains out in turn; Sig, Wild Bill, Scott Campbell, and even a grinning Andy out for the girls to sing and dance to. The crusty Captains loved it and the crowd hollered. When the last note ended Sioux, Lita and Dawne held hands and bowed to thunderous applause.

Sioux hugged her girls and shouted. 'Wenches OUT! You're on your own boys!'