Thanks to Lorrak, Gangyzgirl and redchillismoke for your lovely reviews. A really big hug to redchillismoke for your thoughts and of course giving me a Daedric prince name...might have to change my profile name to 'Godamnet...Daedric Prince of Cliffhangers' XDDDD Anyway, here's the next chapter ;D
Morgan smiled as Babette lightly jumped the ten feet to the ground as though it wasn't difficult and smiled even more when the vampire child hugged her round the waist. She knelt down and hugged her back as she brushed a strand of hair from her face.
"Have you been following us?" Morgan asked her with a knowing grin. She had felt as though they had been followed as they travelled away from the now empty city of Markarth, but every time she had tried to look properly, she hadn't seen or heard anything odd.
"I might have done." Babette replied as she let go of Morgan and allowed Serana to hug her briefly.
"You were, weren't you?" Morgan smirked as Babette shook her head once.
Serana laughed.
"Admit it Babette, I felt as though we were being followed as well."
Babette sighed and then grinned at them, her fangs peeking out slightly in the moonlight.
"Fine. Yes, I followed you to Markarth but I was told not to follow you inside. Astrid said that I was to just keep an eye on you and help if you were in peril."
"Nice to know we had you watching over us then. Thanks Babette." Morgan said as she gently held Babettes hands in hers.
"Any vampire who treats me well and also happens to be smart and pretty will always get my help." Babette replied with a laugh.
"Leaves me out then." Serana mock pouted.
Morgan swatted her leg gently before returning her attention to Babette, who was still grinning at the antics that she always loved to take part in.
"So how far are you expected to follow us?"
"Only until you reach Solitude. Vezarra is around somewhere but he was told to stay out of sight completely. Even I don't know where he is." Babette said, looking around.
Morgan didn't sense anyone else around them and then she remembered that Vezarra was an Argonian…and Argonians were at their best in water. She picked up a stone and threw it at a dark patch of weeds in the fast flowing river…and a shape burst out of the water, rubbing its head before glaring at them.
"That fucking hurt!" Vezarra said as he rubbed the top of his head and glaring at Morgan, who grinned sweetly at him.
"You shouldn't stare at my ass then darling" Morgan replied.
Serana laughed again as she wrapped her arms round Morgan and kissed her neck before smiling at Vezarra, who seemed to be avoiding looking at Morgans body now and looking at the ground instead.
"Don't take her on Vezarra, she's just pissed off that only I can touch her arse." Serana said with a mischievous grin.
Vezarra smiled then as Babette rolled her eyes.
"Honestly, can you stop talking about arses so we can plan ahead?"
Morgan smirked as she ran her hand across the top of Babettes head playfully before sitting down on a fallen log, Serana sitting next to her. Babette and Vezarra sat down on another log across from them and Serana started a small fire with a little magic.
"So, what's next for you?" Morgan asked the two Dark Brotherhood members.
"After you get to Solitude safely, Babette and I are to return to the Sanctuary and do what Astrid says." Vezarra replied with a small smile.
"Sounds boring." Serana remarked.
"And avoid killing that jester." Babette reminded him.
"More like making sure Arnbjorn doesn't kill him." Vezarra retorted. He then gave Morgan a quizzical look. "How in Sithis did you see me in those reeds?"
"Only you would hide in there and remain underwater indefinitely. Besides, there was no other cover for you in the river and a slaughterfish biting you on the arse wouldn't have helped you any."
"Here we go with the arses again." Babette sighed as she leaned on Vezarra, who passed her a bottle of blood.
"What about the two of you?" Vezarra asked them.
Morgan smiled.
"Lets just say we are going travelling and someone is going to get torn apart."
"Anyone we know?"
"My bastard father." Serana supplied, smiling as she watched Babette drinking the bottled blood in sips.
Babette looked at her and offered the bottle, but Serana shook her head.
"Thanks Babette, but Morgan and I have already eaten…a lot."
"Really? I knew Markarth had been quieter than usual in trade terms but.."
"Everyone is dead in there. There's nothing left." Morgan cut in softly.
"You mean…"
"It wasn't your fault Morgan. We were both forced into doing what we did, but you also know that they were doomed already. We just gave them peace." Serana whispered, her hands gently gripping Morgans in reassurance.
Morgan nodded.
"I know. Thanks Serana. Its just how…barbaric I became that shocked me a little."
Babette cocked her head as she drained the bottle and passed it back to Vezarra, who pocketed it inside his armour.
"What happened in there?" she asked softly.
And Morgan told them everything.
"Shit…." Babette muttered as she thought about what Morgan told her. "Two daedric Princes decided to test something out and sent everyone in a city mad…and got you two to clean up the mess?"
Morgan nodded as she leaned into Serana, who kissed her briefly before meeting Babettes gaze.
"Pretty much, yes." Morgan replied.
"Don't blame yourself." Babette said instantly. "You did what was necessary and its not as if you were fighting innocents. They were killing each other long before you go there. As Serana said, you gave them peace."
Morgan had to wonder how Babette could keep her shit together. Sometimes she was an unassuming sweet girl who happened to be a vampire, and other times she could offer advice that a dovah could give. She sent her a grateful smile before looking up at Serana, who smiled down at her.
"I told you that you were being thick." Serana said simply.
"Fuck you." Morgan retorted.
"Is that a request?" Serana countered.
Morgan was about to reply when she overheard Babette and Vezarra pretending to gag. She smirked as she gently let out a little of her thu'um.
"Fus."
Babette and Vezarra were thrown off the log and onto the ground in a pile. Morgan sniggered as Vezarra tried to untangle himself from Babette and vice versa, and when they both started laughing, she and Serana did as well. Well, they deserved it she told herself.
"You might want to get cleaned up before you carry on. There's a small pond nearby where you can get clean, there's no threats there." Babette said, pointing to a small clearing just off the road where they sat.
"We aren't that bad."
"You stink of blood and your hair and clothes are covered in it." Vezarra replied with a grin.
Morgan and Serana realised that they had simply walked away from Markarth after a bloodbath and hadn't even bothered to clean themselves up. They nodded to him before standing up and sprinting to the pond. Babette exchanged a look with Vezarra, who was watching them leave.
"I wouldn't spy on them now. They might eat you."
Vezarra snorted with amusement then stopped. Had Babette been serious? He looked down at his fellow Sister, who gave him the 'Innocent Smile' as Festus once gave her. He shrugged.
"I wouldn't dream of it."
"Think of Astrid instead or something." Babette said as she curled up on his lap and idly played with his clawed fingers.
Vezarra smiled when he realised that Babette was acting this way so they would have some privacy. She only needed to ask!
"Crafty she-devil." he muttered.
"ScalyCute Bastard." Babette replied.
Morgan smiled as they reached the pond and didn't hesitate in getting undressed, casting her clothing into another small pool beside her and leaping into the slightly warm water. It was a natural spring she concurred as she leaned against the edge, watching Serana as she removed her clothing…slowly.
"Get in here you teasing bitch." Morgan muttered, just loud enough that Serana would hear her.
Serana grinned.
"Patience darling."
Morgan held her breath as Serana stood there in the soft moonlight, completely naked. She was stunning. Even as Serana climbed into the pool and slowly waded towards her, Morgan didn't even move a muscle. Not even when Serana wrapped her legs round her under the water and pressed herself onto her.
"This is nice." Serana said softly.
Morgan couldn't wait any longer and kissed her full on the lips…just as Serana did the same.
Neither of them were aware that a pair of eyes were watching them…
Aela felt herself getting aroused. She loved men and women alike, it didn't matter to her whether they were Nord or not like a few of her Shield Brothers and Sisters did. She admired people for what they were and what they did in battle. Not many could get her attention, but if there was one person who did get it straight away, it was the Dragonborn. She briefly thought back to when she first met her…
"Thanks for your help, not many would relish going up against a giant."
The young woman smiled as she sheathed her battered iron sword and adjusted her hide armour so that her legs didn't show as much flesh as they had just been. Aela held her thoughts in check as she eyed the woman. She fought with tenacity and even though she was poorly equipped, she had managed to avoid a giants attacks and even managed to land a killing blow, puncturing the giants skull with a well aimed blade strike.
"Its not something I would relish but thank you for your kind words." the girl replied.
So she was modest too. Aela felt like throwing the girl to the ground and taking her right there…but that would allow Farkas and Nadja to watch them…no. she would leave the girl be.
"Praise is something I only give to those who fight with courage and honour. What's your name?"
"Morgan."
Aela smiled.
"Aela. If you wish to join the Companions, go to our halls of Jorrvaskr and see Kodlak. He will see if you are worthy to join us."
"Nice to meet you Aela. I will think about your offer, thank you."
Aela smiled now. She hadn't taken up her offer, but she still fought for Whiterun when the people needed her most. Even after becoming a vampire, she still wanted to help people. She held in an amused chuckle. Being a werewolf had a few advantages. She couldn't be smelled like most people because she had a scent like a dog (that's what Vilkas said to her once, and she had promptly tried to tackle him), and so vampires would ignore her as a beast…until it was too late.
She had been sent to clear out a cave of Falmer. After that unpleasant business, she had needed a bath but hadn't come across anywhere that offered safety and a place to give her thinking space. And then she had suddenly come across a spring…with the Dragonborn and her vampire lover going at it like a pair of rabbits on heat.
She was almost growling as she set foot into the clearing, her smile widening as the vampires stopped and looked at her. And when she stripped off her armour, they smiled at her.
"Nice to see you again Aela." Morgan said with a grin.
"You too Morgan. Serana. Mind if I join you?"
Serana smirked.
"Go ahead. I hope no-one else is watching though."
"Why's that?" Aela asked.
Serana and Morgan let go of each other and tackled Aela in the water. Morgan smiled as she wrapped her arms round Aela and Serana pressed herself against Aela, her lips on hers.
"That's why." Morgan replied.
Aela smiled as Serana kissed her throat and Morgan kissed the back of her neck. This would be interesting...