A Sister in Need

Set after Skins Fire, but of course I believe in happy endings. This is my first Skins fix and I'm American, so I'm not sure if my characters are English enough, I hope you English readers out there don't mind lending a hand.

Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing if I did there'd be a like 20 seasons of the 2nd generation of Skins and Freddie wouldn't have been murdered. Though I did like the fact that Cook avenged him with the whole "I'm COOK!" thing, pretty brilliant.

Parings: Emily/Naomi (primarily), Katie/Cook, Pandora/Thomas, J.J/Lara, Effy/whoever the hell, I don't really care since Freddie is the only one for her.

Rating: … let's just say not intended for people under 18. Leave a positive review if you can

Chapter 1

Emily grinned as she saw her twin sister walking through the busy JFK international Airport rolling her bag and looking around anxiously. She giggled excitedly and ran to her sister with a loud squeal, which caught Katie's attention almost instantly. She released her bag and open her arms wide for the younger twin who hugged her so tight there was a small cracking sound.

"Ohh, thanks sis, I've been trying to get rid of that knot for ages," Katie said with a small laugh.

"I've missed you so much Katie," Emily said softly.

"So this is America?" Katie said breaking the hug.

"Yes, and wait til I give you the tour, New York has loads to do," Emily said motioning her sister to follow her. "Thank you for coming Katiekins."

"You think I would miss your graduation Ems?" Katie said draping her arm across Emily's shoulders. "Remember last year when you did all your midterms a week early just so you could go to my wedding?"

"What kind of sister would I be if I missed that?" Emily said, "Albeit, I was surprised when I found out you were marrying Cook, but still."

"Can't believe I haven't seen you since my wedding though," Katie said as they walked towards the exit.

"I know, I'm sorry I couldn't come home for Christmas this year," Emily said softly.

"Ems, I understand why you couldn't," Katie said, "Naomi needed you here."

"I really thought I was gonna lose her that time," Emily said. "I mean she hid it from me and I had to see her practically dying, then I brought her to the top cancer facility in the world here in New York, where she went from a 9% survival rate to a 25%. Something was better than nothing, and the debts I'm gonna be paying for the next 50 years will be worth it because now my Naoms is cancer-free."

"That's cause she has my amazing sister loving her and supporting her every step of the way," Katie said kissing Emily's cheek lovingly.

"Well, she has to fly in once a month for check-ups for the next year until the hospital finishes building in England," Emily said.

"So you're coming back then?" Katie said as they walked to Emily's car, a bright green Volkswagen "slugbug" convertible. "Bugger, what the fuck is this?"

"My car, very gas efficient," Emily said. "Naomi says it's gay. And yes I have a job lined up with Green's Photography in London."

"That's the best photography studio in England," Katie cried. "I wanted to hire them for my wedding but we couldn't afford it and Cook would've probably beat up the guy anyways."

"Like he did the chef?" Emily said.

Katie sighed and shook her head. "I love him though."

"I still don't know how that even happened," Emily said.

"I'll tell you later, now take me to your place I'm famished and tired as hell," Katie said, "The bloke next to me was this American wanker who spent the whole flight talking on the airplane phone in a real loud voice."

Emily laughed as she put Katie's bag in her trunk and got in the car. "Sorry 'bout that."

Katie settled in the passenger seat and put her seatbelt on. As Emily drove out of the parking lot, Katie said, "So what happened in December? Effy didn't say much, only that Naomi's cancer came back and you couldn't come home for Christmas."

"I didn't tell Effy much either," Emily said, "I was still kind of ticked at her. I took Naoms in for her monthly check up and the doctor said she had grown new cancerous cells and there was a tumor on her breast."

"Shit," Katie muttered.

"Because Naomi is one of the 3% of people that survive phase 3 cancer, the doctor said it was normal that cancerous cells would return," Emily said, "That's why we do constant checkups. We found the tumor in the first stages, which is good, but Naomi still had to get it removed. Women don't appreciate their breasts, until they lose them, and poor Naomi was going through such a hard time…"

...

"Babe, you look beautiful!" Emily cried following Naomi into the living room.

"Don't lie to me Emily!" Naomi spat back angrily.

"Naomi stop!" Emily shouted gripping Naomi's arm and spinning her around. "Listen to me, I love you and there is nothing that can ever change that. I was there when you were nearly dying, with no hair, and tubes sticking out of your body and I still found you the most beautiful woman on Earth. You think just because your breasts are gone I'll change my mind?"

The room was completely silent, as Naomi turned away from Emily unwilling to show her the tears that spilled down her cheeks. She remembered those horrible moments she had during the clinical trials. Some of the treatments were absolutely horrid and Emily was there every step of the way. She wiped away her tears and turned towards Emily saying, "It's every lesbian's nightmare innit? In love with a woman with no breasts."

"You can never be a lesbian's nightmare Nai, you're their wet dream," Emily said with a seductive grin.

Naomi felt a strong heat creep up her neck to her face and she let out a girlish little giggle.

Emily smiled then said, "Come on then, take off the jacket."

Naomi was fresh out of the shower and walked out, hair still wet, wearing a giant snow jacket made for what seemed like a giant. All Emily could see was Naomi's head and feet because the jacket covered everything else and she asked her to take it off when Naomi flipped and the argument ensued.

Naomi bit her lip gently. Emily smiled. She recognized that action, it happened every time Naomi was feeling nervous, like on the lakeside when Emily had kissed her neck and looked at her reassuringly and Naomi had bitten her lip in that cute sexy way and said, "Say something."

Emily's response at the time had been "I'm all about experiments, me," and then she went for it. She did not expect her very first lesbian experience to be so hot and explosive and…

"Alright, here goes," Naomi said softly, unbuttoning the buttons of her jacket. Her hands were trembling so much she couldn't even get the first one undone.

Emily gently grabbed Naomi's hands and said, "Here, let me."

She slowly unbuttoned the jacket watching Naomi as she trembled and tears slid down her porcelain cheeks. She had lost so much weight since the trials, and her blonde hair was finally starting to grow back, but her icy blue eyes were still as expressive and as beautiful as always and Emily hated it when she cried.

Emily slipped the jacket off Naomi's shoulders and let it fall to the ground at the blonde's feet. Her right breast had a large black scar across the under side all the way up across where her nipple used to be and ended in the middle of her chest.

Naomi's tears were wracking her body and she lifted her arms to try to cover her breast, but Emily pushed her arms away. "Emily, please," Naomi whimpered trying to turn around, but once again the shorter woman stopped her. "Don't look at me, please."

Emily felt tears streaming down her cheeks that she didn't even notice until then. They started falling from her eyes the moment she saw Naomi's scar and the blonde must have mistook it for disgust. With a grunt, she gripped the back of Naomi's head firmly and pressed her lips against hers. Naomi's head felt prickly because of the baby hairs starting to grow again, but it didn't bother Emily at all, it actually felt nice.

Emily broke the kiss slowly but kept her hands on Naomi's cheeks. With her thumbs she wiped away the blonde's tears and said, "You are always beautiful Naomi. This scar," she gently ran her finger across it making the blonde twitch, "shows the struggle you have fought. You were on the brink of death and you fought hard against it. You beat all the odds and you are here now, cancer-free, alive, and fucking beautiful. You hear me Naomi Campbell? Gorgeous."

Naomi slammed her lips against Emily's firmly as they stumbled backwards and landed on the couch with Naomi on top. Emily's breath picked up upon feeling the blonde's slender, naked body on top of her. She slipped her hand in between them and pushed two fingers into Naomi who was already soaking.

"Ahh," Naomi cried breaking the kiss and gripping Emily's shoulders.

"I love you Nai," Emily breathed thrusting her fingers up as Naomi ground her hips down on her fingers.

"Uhh, yesss," Naomi moaned throwing her head back.

Naomi's hips ground faster and faster as Emily thrust up harder. Their breaths were harsh and ragged as their lips crashed together again. Their tongues swirled around together as Naomi rode Emily's fingers faster and harder until she couldn't continue the kissing. With a helpless cry she bit into Emily's shoulder hard as her body started trembling her release.

Emily just hugged her close, caressing the scar on her lower back where the doctors had gone in to fix the kidney damage caused by the third treatment. She moved around to the scar on the right side of her belly where they had removed her appendix after it burst from the pressure of the cancer cells. Naomi's breathing was starting to calm down as Emily gently traced the scar directly over Naomi's heart, which was the deepest of them all until she got this new one. They had done open-heart surgery after the final treatment, the one that actually worked. It was a grueling treatment that both Emily and Naomi thought they weren't gonna be able to get through, and when they did, Naomi's heart gave out from all the pressure. She was connected to an LVAD—an electronic heart monitor—until they could find a donor.

Eventually they did find a donor and when they went in to remove the tumor from Naomi's breast, which they knew was something Naomi's heart couldn't take, they reopened the wound and put in the new one. They were glad to hear that the tumor was the extent of the cancer and did not spread any further, so Naomi's new heart didn't have to be exposed to the harsh chemicals of chemotherapy and she could finally grow her hair back.

"Hey Ems," Naomi said softly, "You know how I've always been scared of everything?"

"What are you talking about Nai?" Emily said.

"Well take for instance the fact that I was shagging a girl and getting the best orgasms of my life and still claiming that I wasn't gay," Naomi said, "Or the fact that I shagged another girl because I was too scared to be trapped by love. I felt no passion with her just like it was with Cook."

"Cook? WHOA! When did you…"

"I didn't shag Cook," Naomi laughed. "I didn't tell you that story? Come now I must have!"

"You didn't," Emily said cocking an eyebrow at her.

"After I first had sex with you I was all in denial and stuff as you know, and Cook kept asking me to shag him and I wanted to prove that I was straight," Naomi said. "So we snogged a bit and he was starting to undress me but I felt absolutely nothing. Not even a twinge of arousal for him. I told him to stop and he didn't even insist, because he knew I was gay right away. He knew before I did."

"Everyone knew before you did Naomi," Emily said with a chuckle.

"Piss off," Naomi muttered.

Emily laughed that little cute laugh that Naomi loved and gave her a peck on the lips.

"Well as I was saying," Naomi said, "Fear has paralyzed me and pushed me to do some stupid shit, mostly involving me being a wanker. But after everything we've been through this past year with living here in New York, trying to get through those clinical trials while making sure you still got your degree from NYU, there was no time for fear. This was the truly scariest moment of my entire life but if I let fear paralyze me, I would die and I knew it. I'm not letting fear control me anymore, I will never be afraid again Emily."

"It's okay to be scared Naomi, you think I wasn't scared when Effy called me and told me you were dying?" Emily said. "I didn't let that fear stop me from missing my exam and going to see you and bringing you here and getting you into those clinical trials even though we'll probably paying it off for the rest of our lives."

"Good, cause I feel scared but I'm not letting it stop me," Naomi said gripping Emily's face gently.

"Scared about what?" Emily said worriedly, "About the scar? I already told you…"

"You showed me how you felt and that's not what I'm scared of Ems, I'm scared you'll say no," Naomi said.

Emily looked at her in confusion. "Say no to what?"

"Say no to me when I ask you to marry me."

Emily's heart skipped a beat. She was dreaming. It had to be a dream. Naomi Campbell who loved her since they were 12 but was too afraid to admit it until they were 18? No, it can't be.

Naomi kissed Emily's lips gently and said, "Maybe you need some time to think about it. I understand that Ems don't worry. I have so many scars I look like a game of Operation, you don't want to marry someone that doesn't even have their original heart anymore. But just for the record," Naomi's blue eyes had a playful twinkle in them as they bore right into Emily's, "This new heart beats for you too."

...

"AWWWW!" Katie screeched as Emily parked her car in an underground complex. "Emily, that has got to be the sweetest thing I've ever heard in my entire life."

"When she said that bit about the new heart I burst into tears like a little baby," Emily said turning off the car and smiling.

"I take it you said yes?" Katie said with an excited grin.

"She had me at 'will you'," Emily said with a sigh. "I can never say no to her, that woman has me so whipped I'm worse than Thomas chasing Panda around with his tongue hanging out."

Katie laughed and said, "In his defense, Panda follows him around just as much. Remember the Olympics two years ago? Panda had this giant sign with his face on it."

"Hey it got her on T.V," Emily said opening the door of the car. "I told them you were visiting to come to my graduation. They said they're gonna drive in on Friday to see you."

"How nice," Katie said taking out her suitcase from Emily's trunk. "So did you tell mum? That you're engaged?"

"Are you mental?"

"Enough said."

"She'll say it's not a real marriage," Emily said bitterly. "She's never gonna accept the fact that I'm gay."

"No, she won't but who cares, she's a cow," Katie said. "You know what she did to James a few weeks ago?"

"What?"

"Caught him sneaking out to go to a drag club," Katie said. "He said he wanted to celebrate his 15 birthday with his friends. He wore some of my old clothes that I didn't take with me from Naomi's and these heels his girlfriend Heather gave him."

Emily burst out laughing. She fell to her knees and hit the floor in her hysterics and couldn't stop the hot tears from streaming down her face. "Okay, so that incestuous, pervy little tosser dresses in drag but has a girlfriend?"

"Mum kicked him out on the street," Katie said. "Cook and I took him in until dad came to get him."

"Fucking Christ," Emily sighed. "She kicked her 15 year old son out on the streets?"

"She didn't seem to care when you left the house at 17 to go shack up with your girlfriend and probably shag your brains out," Katie said nudging Emily playfully as they stepped into the elevator.

"It was more fucking than anything else, but that didn't really last long because of the whole, Sophie thing," Emily said.

"Yeah that," Katie said softly.

"So, come now, tell me how you and Cook got together," Emily said.

"I'm tired Ems, let me settle in, say hi to my future sister-in-law…"

"I like that," Emily said.

"What?"

"That you called Naomi your sister-in-law."

Katie grinned. "The least I can do considering you have to call Cook your brother-in-law."

Emily laughed as the elevator dinged and opened on her floor. "Come on this is my floor. Are you hungry we can order pizza or Chinese food?"

Katie glanced at her mobile that had adjusted to the new time zone. "It's half past 11, they're open now?"

"America is better than I expected," Emily said. "Not saying I don't miss home though."

"Alright then, how about Chinese food then, I've never had that before," Katie said.

Emily smiled and took out her keys, but they door opened before she could use it. Naomi stood there in a pink button up shirt that was so huge she didn't even need to wear trousers. Her hair had grown a lot over the six months since the final surgery and it looked as long as it did when Emily and Naomi first got together, just below the her ears and a bit damp from showering.

Emily wanted to devour her right then and there but Naomi reminded her why she couldn't do that when she stepped forward with a big grin and said, "Katie fucking Fitch, as Americans say, 'how the Hell are ya?'"

"Naomi, you look great!" Katie cried pulling the girl into a hug. It was the first time they had ever hugged in the seven years they'd known each other and Naomi started dating Emily. Even Emily was surprised, but she felt a twang of jealousy seeing her identical twin hugging her fiancé close, not because there was any chance her once-homophobic sister could turn gay, but because she had gone through 17 years of harsh cruelty from her that involved getting everything Emily ever wanted. That all changed after Katie got the news about her premature menopause and moved in with her and Naomi. Katie was a new person, a person that was kind, loving, and accepting, especially towards Emily, and even towards pervy James.

"You know you shouldn't call me fucking Fitch anymore considering you're marrying a Fitch," Katie said.

Naomi shrugged playfully, motioned towards Emily and said, "I love fucking this Fitch."

Katie snorted her laughter and Emily smacked Naomi's arm playfully. "Get inside you, you're arse is hanging out from under that shirt and I don't need our neighbors to see," Emily said.

"Jealous much?" Naomi teased skipping into the apartment followed by Katie who was laughing at the banter. She hadn't seen much of this since the Sophie thing, then Freddie… then the whole long-distance relationship, then the cancer, so it was nice to see her sister so relaxed and happy.

"I'm going to order Chinese since Katie is hungry and she's never tried it, what do you want babe?" Emily said grabbing the house phone from the kitchen counter.

"My usual love," Naomi responded. "You've really never tried it Fitch?"

"No," Katie said, "but you really shouldn't call me that, for one I believe we're friends now and soon to be in-laws so we should be on a first name basis, and second, technically, I'm not a Fitch anymore, I'm a Cook."

"Fucking Christ, Katie Cook," Naomi said, "It just doesn't sound right. Do you call Cook by his first name then?"

"Are you mental? He has the same name as my brother! I don't want us to be shagging and I moan his name…ugh," Katie cringed.

"Ew, don't even go there," Emily said shuddering.

Naomi laughed. "Did I ever mention how much I love being a single child?"

"Several times babe," Emily called out from the kitchen interrupting the flow of the order to interject before returning to her task.

"So, you and Cook," Naomi said. "I know you hated him, so how did you end up his wife?"

Emily hung up the phone and joined the conversation. "More importantly, how did you get him to stop shagging around and actually want to get married?"

Katie cleared her throat. "Well it happened right after college when I got accepted into the fashion university in Paris. That's why I was so meticulous about my clothes and I was learning French from Thomas, in hopes that they would accept me."

"Yeah I remember, you were ecstatic when they did," Emily said.

"A little bit after you came here and Naomi went to live with Effy, I headed to France," Katie said. "There was this one night about a month in that my friends wanted to party. I had promised that I would leave that life of hedonism that we did in college, the last party I ever did was Freddie's birthday party and that was it. So I didn't attend. Instead I went to the movie theater a few blocks from school that showed English movies. I was real tired of French films. I was leaving the theater real late at night when I saw Cook…"

AN: Okay, so? Do I continue? Criticism is appreciated just take it easy, I'm still a sensitive writer lol