V21

Kathryn sleeps until the early hours of the morning before the sickness forces her out of bed. Once settled back in, Beverly finds she can't sleep and leaves to work in the front room. She is surprised to see Kathryn up several hours later. Kathryn greets her enthusiastically.

"Beverly! Good morning! It's a beautiful day today. We should go for a walk. Look! I can walk!" She does a pirouette in the middle of the floor.

"It's gone. Mara is gone. I knew it. I can walk. I can dance." She does another spin then reaches her hand for Beverly to take. "The Dancing Doctor! Did you know I dance too? Ballet. We should dance. Come dance with me Beverly!"

Beverly shakes her head. "I'm glad you're feeling better Katie, but I think we should wait a while before that. Do you want some coffee before we start?"

"Start what? The treatment? I don't need it. I told you. It's gone. I'm fine! Look. I can dance."

Beverly raises her hand to stop her from spinning wildly again.

"I know Katie. It's gone. Indulge me though. It will make me feel better, to do just one more, just to be sure."

Kathryn gives her a suspicious look. "Don't you believe me?"

"Of course I believe you. Why wouldn't I?"

"Then we agree. I don't need any more treatments? Oh Beverly I feel so good. I haven't felt this good in years!"

"I imagine you haven't. You're quite high."

Kathryn laughs. "Of course I am! I beat the unbeatable. With your help." Her tone changes drastically. No longer jovial, her voice is now husky.

"You know what we should do to celebrate don't you. Come Beverly. Come to me."

She grabs Beverly's hand and pulls her to her feet. Immediately, she has her body pressed to Beverly's, her mouth searching hungrily. As she kisses her, her hands move inside Beverly's shirt, feathering the skin on her stomach. The kiss intensifies, her hands become more desperate, her fingers close around Beverly's breast and Beverly groans loudly.

"Katie…"

"Shhh…I want you. I want to put my hands all over you. I want to feel your hands on me. Beverly, I want you to touch me. Please.

She kisses Beverly hungrily again and she begins to roll Beverly's nipple between her fingers. Beverly feels her knees weaken and Kathryn tries to push her down onto the couch.

"No. Not here." Beverly mumbles. "Not the first time."

Kathryn changes directions and they stumble towards the bed room. Inside the door, Beverly turns Kathryn hard to the wall next to her dresser. This time she presses the kiss, one of her hands massages Kathryn's buttocks while Kathryn begins to unbutton Beverly's shirt. She doesn't notice Beverly's hand slip into the top drawer of the dresser.

Beverly turns her quickly and pushes her several steps before they tumble into the bed together. They roll until Kathryn is on top, she stares at the skin exposed by Beverly's open blouse before lowering herself to taste one of Beverly's breasts. Beverly groans again as Katie's hot mouth makes contact with the sensitive flesh. Slowly she brings her hand up. She lets her fingers brush tenderly against Kathryn's neck. She presses the hypospray to the spot adjacent to the carotid artery.

"I'm sorry," she whispers.

Kathryn screams.

"What did you do?"

"I'm sorry," Beverly says again. "I had to. I want this to be you. Just you."

"I thought you loved me!" Kathryn wails as the drugs begin to take effect.

Beverly rubs her finger tenderly across Kathryn's cheek.

"I do Katie. That's why I need to do this."

She has tears in her eyes as she leaves to prepare the next treatment.