Hush Hush 14
A/N- sorry it took ages again but I tried to insert a bit more heat than I usually write for the girls and also I have been distracted by little drabbles I have been writing since the finale which you may see at some point. Let me know what you think for future ref? More detail or less with scenes such as the final one? Thank you.
"I think Fred is the most viable candidate for a mistletoe kiss this year Delia so I'm going to show Santa what a truly good girl I am and be in bed for 8 o'clock sharp!" Trixie giggled conspiratorially as the girls waited for the autoclave to finish.
Delia was feeling a little giddy being that she had just finished her last shift of the season and would soon be going home to Patsy who was efficiently re-packing their luggage.
"Who knows what next year will bring Trix, Love always comes when you least expect it!" Delia beamed smugly as Trixie rolled her eyes and tipped her glass of lemonade.
"Nurse Busby? Could I speak to you in my office for a moment?" Sister Julienne had appeared almost silently behind them and smiled brightly as Delia dipped her head respectfully.
"Of Course Sister."
Delia followed the older woman to her room and stood awkwardly just inside as Sister Julienne closed the door and invited her to take a seat.
"Nurse Busby, I know that you have been waiting to hear about the placement here and I don't want you to be go away on your break feeling uncertain. I'm afraid that I have decided to give the post to Nurse Derby."
Delia felt the weight of a crushing disappointment, but tried like Atlas to hold it aloft.
"My decision has not been an easy one. You are part of our family here at Nonnatus and you are just as capable as Miss Derby if not more so. The truth is that I believe this path to be right for each of you. I believe Miss Derby could benefit from what a close unit such as Nonnatus can offer her and I believe that you would also do well to spread your wings. Seek new challenges and rise to them." The Sister explained sincerely.
Delia nodded and forced a smile. Perhaps later the sentiment that Sister Julienne was trying to impart would be of comfort but at the moment it felt like so much cold water, shocking and leaving her soaked.
"Thank you Sister." Delia managed attempting to cut the meeting short.
"Are yourself and Nurse Mount ready for your trip?" Sister Julienne went on.
"Yes. We leave tomorrow. I really should get back and make sure I have everything ready...Sorry Sister Julienne."
"No need to apologise Delia. Please think over my words. I look forward to seeing great things from you and I will be there to support you along the way as shall we all here at Nonnatus. Merry Christmas my dear."
"Merry Christmas!" Delia called a little too jovially as she backed clumsily out of the room.
The truth was that Delia could never be angry with the chief Nun. Not after she had been her saviour, single handedly delivering her back to London and to Patsy's arms all those months ago. Still Delia felt weak, her hopes to stay in this sanctuary, to stay close to the safety that Nonnatus had always offered and to Patsy, had been dashed.
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"Pats?"
"Deels, do you really think you need two pairs of heels? I shouldn't imagine the cobbled streets of Pembrokeshire will be very forgiving and I'm sure the yellow pair would look equally nice with either dress." Patsy turned, a pair of taupe kitten heels in her hands. "What is it?!"
"I didn't get the job!" Delia moaned, her shoulders slumping low as she kicked off her shoes.
"Sister Julienne just told me, she gave the position to Nurse Derby."
"What? You're kidding? That's ridiculous!" Patsy raged with a scowl. "Are you sure?"
"Sister Julienne told me herself." Delia blinked back her tears as she climbed up onto their bed beside the case that Patsy was packing, curling her feet beneath her.
"Darling. Perhaps I could speak with her?" Patsy offered.
"And say what? I really think you should give my girlfriend the job here? She's made up her mind Pats." Delia shook her head repeatedly looking utterly hopeless.
Patsy pushed the case away and sat beside Delia an arm crossing her shoulders. "I'm sorry sweetheart. What exactly did Sister Julienne say?"
"Something about it being better for us both, that I would be better to spread my wings or something…" Delia shrugged off the words.
"Oh! Well. I suppose at least she didn't feel that Miss Derby was a better candidate, which makes more sense." Pats consoled.
"She was probably just trying to make me feel better." Delia muttered defeatedly.
"I'm sure Sister Julienne wouldn't bother with platitudes, she wouldn't mislead you. Try not to take it heart darling." Patsy pulled Delia in closer, both arms wrapping around her now, cheek to cheek.
A deep sigh.
"There are lots of places that would be delighted to have you Deels, I'm sure you'll have plenty of offers when you finish training." Patsy attempted to console her love, kissing the top of her head and stroking the spot.
"I wanted to be near you. I mean… we don't have to work side by side but what if I can't get anything close by, what if I have to travel halfway across London every day?" Delia sulked further.
"If that were the case we could make other arrangements, we could move somewhere half way. I don't have to be so close to Nonnatus. We'd work something out." Patsy shrugged.
Delia looked up at her. "You don't think we'd have to move?"
"Probably not, but we'll consider that when we know more. I just meant to say that it shan't be the end of the world if you aren't at Nonnatus. Sometimes it's good to miss each other, then come together at the end of the day and share what we've done." Patsy tried. She was unused to taking this role with Delia, it was so often that the young woman would comfort her, she rarely let anything bother her like this.
Delia nodded. "I know you're right of course. I'm being silly."
"No. It's alright to be upset Deels. What am I for if not to make you feel better when something disappoints you?" Patsy reasoned, feeling a little inadequate but sensing it was important to give Delia this support.
Delia smiled and took a long steadying breath as she once again wrapped herself around her girlfriend, her head buried in Patsy's warm chest.
"I have something to show you." Patsy announced moments later as she pulled Delia gently from the embrace.
Delia followed Patsy to the living room and the moment she entered she could see reflections of so many different brightly colored ornaments from a tree in the corner of the flat.
"I wouldn't normally purchase one of these artificial ones but the thought of a real tree dying on it's own in the flat while we were away seemed too dreadful." Patsy explained as Delia took in the scene.
The tree had a number of neatly wrapped gifts placed carefully beneath it and was covered in baubles and strands of shiny ice blue lametta hanging from branch to branch.
"Pats! I thought we weren't going to do anything here for Christmas!" Delia admonished slightly.
"I know I said that... but I was passing Woolworths and it just occured to me that this is the first Christmas in our own home and even though we aren't going to spend all of it here, I thought the occasion deserved marking." Patsy explained simply, now watching Delia's face for her reaction. "Deels? You aren't cross? I wasn't sure whether to decorate myself or wait for you, but we can always start again? Deels?"
Delia had been a little overcome as she stood her hands covering her mouth, pressed together as if in prayer.
"Pats! My Angel. I love it! I even love that it's artificial, it makes it different from the one at home and we can get it out again next year and spend all Christmas here together. I won't hear about sharing you then. I promise." Delia rambled excitedly.
"So an early celebration would be acceptable Nurse Busby?" Patsy asked looking very pleased with herself as she crossed to the drinks cabinet and picked out two long flutes that clinked together, chiming sweetly.
Delia nodded happily, all her earlier disappointment forgotten. "Why of course!"
The two touched their glasses together in cheers as Patsy rejoined her love and the cool champagne slipped all too easily down. Delia stared hungrily at Patsy over the rim of her glass as she tipped the last of her fizz back quickly.
Patsy moved a little closer as if Delia's eyes at their clearest blue had a magnetic quality to them, drawing her in irresistibly. The smaller nurse let her hand reach out and trace the waistband of Patsy's slacks, finally crooking a finger through a belt loop and closing the gap between them as she tugged Patsy closer. The brush of lips was almost ghostly in it's softness and Delia was distracted again by the sight of the tree. Their tree.
In response a grinning Patsy took Delia's empty glass from her and placed both on the sideboard behind them without moving her body away from her lover, leaving hands free so that Delia's could now catch Patsy's and pull her in the direction of the sofa, tugging her down as the brunette remained standing and heeled her way out of her shoes.
Patsy took the difference in their positions now as an opportunity, placing both her hands lightly behind Delia's knees as she looked up into the slight question on her face she began running them slowly up the stockinged thighs to the fastenings, then deftly unhooked them one by one and turned her attention to just one leg as she slowly rolled the sheer material down Delia's skin. Delia had bent her leg helpfully, her weight pressing up onto her toes and she concentrated hard on remaining still as Patsy finished her task.
The small brunette felt a thrill as Patsy reached for the next leg, deliberately taking her time over the act and allowing her fingers to make as much contact with Delia's skin as possible as they smoothed the fabric down exposing the cream of flesh.
Delia wondered again at the fact that they had all this privacy, all the safety to be able to take time over their interactions these days. Before they had the flat every touch had been hurried, every caress was quick and quiet. Now moments like this could be drawn out, could be savoured.
Delia raised a knee and set it on the couch beside Patsy to steady herself whilst granting the red-head further access. The smaller woman placed her palm to Patsy's warming cheek causing her to look up into Delia's face, her desire clear. Delia swallowed as her eyes remained connected to Patsy's and she felt her loves fingers stroke against her. Delia opened her mouth and a sound that should have been louder rumbled in her throat, a moan that brought a satisfied smirk to Patsy's face.
Delia placed a hand to Patsy's shoulder as the midwife continued to stroke her into submission, Delia collapsing against her chest now as her legs buckled and she brought her other knee to the sofa straddling Patsy, who pushed herself as far as she could into the back of the seat, giving her self room to continue her attentions.
Delia panted at Patsy's ear as she wrapped her arms around her lover's shoulders and buried herself in her neck, clinging on until her body found release.
As she calmed, Patsy spread kisses along her jaw to her lips, where Delia momentarily recovering, barely responded.
"Merry Christmas Deels!" Patsy whispered against her mouth. "Shall I take you to bed?" She added with the quirk of a brow.
Delia shook her head. "I want to stay here." She informed. "Just give me a minute." She nodded pushing herself up, using Patsy's shoulders to steady her hands and to push Patsy back against the arm of the sofa, Pat's helpfully bringing her long legs up onto the cushions, Delia still straddling her but pushed a little higher up by the movement. "I want to stay awake all night." Delia announced. "Here, with you."
"Well how on earth do you expect Father Christmas to visit if we're still awake?" Patsy argued.
"I don't care about him!" Delia said seriously. "I want you."
Delia snuck one hand beneath Patsy's shirt and the other popped the button of her slacks free as she began a trail of fiery kisses from Patsy's throat.
"Merry Christmas to me." Patsy chuckled as she let her eyelids close and felt her muscles tighten.
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