Finale
The water washed up on shore and little children ran around freely, each destroying sand castles in their wake. The sun was unbelievably hot and nothing he tried seemed to work at breaking the heat. He turned onto his stomach exposing the taut muscles in his shoulders and back. He was already receiving a tan, now all he needed was a nice back rub and... Wow! Who is doing that amazing thing to my back?
"Hello stranger, I thought you looked tense so I figured I'd help you out. Now just relax and I'll have you turned into a pile of mush in no time." Her hands fell over his back kneading out the tension in languid movements. He keened as she got in between the shoulder blades.
"Chéri, vous devez être la femme la plus douée que je connais." Darling, you have got to be the most talented woman that I know. He didn't so much as say the sentiment as sigh it.
She allowed a smile creep onto her face as she answered. "J'ai été élevé pour apprendre beaucoup de talents, de même que vous. Comme le Français parlant." I was raised to learn many talents, as were you. Such as speaking French. All of the sudden she stopped and sat back on the ball of her feet.
Jarod looked up and noticed her face creasing with frown lines. "Ce qui est le faux et petit." What is wrong, little one.
She thought a moment about how she would pursue her explanation. "J'ai fait une mauvaise chose. Une chose vraiment mauvaise." I did a bad thing. A really bad thing.
The time for games was over. He stretched a little sitting up, so he could see her fully. "What did you do, Angel."
She gave him a sheepish half grin and ran her fingers through her hair. "You knew that I was going to tell Pain that you were dead. Well, I may have led Sydney to believe that you were dead, as well. Well, I wasn't going to say anything to him but he was in Pain's office when I got there and he asked about you. I didn't say you were dead per se, but I believe he took it that way."
Jarod gave her a lopsided grin and laid back on his towel. ''Well, what did you say, per se. Or do I even want to know ?"
"I mentioned how beautiful you were and that I tried to break you but you were to strong at that he had a big part in that and that he should be proud of you and that you loved him and... OH!" She was babbling as she buried her head in her hands to hide from that gaze that she was sure he was giving her right about now.
"Don't worry about it. I'll call him later and straighten it out. You know what you are on vacation. You should really learn how to relax." He was grinning up at her like a fool but he didn't care. All that Jarod knew was that he had met a peer, a friend, and possibly a... well, he decided to see how *friends* worked out for a while, then they might try that other stuff.
"So Captain Pez, you have any good advice for me to learn how to relax?" Angel smiled and searched the now almost vacant beach.
"Umm-hmm. I asked this lady reading a book the same question earlier and she told me the perfect remedy to let all the stress flow out of your body. First you get a towel. Then, you lay it down next to a cute beach bunny, but for now I guess I'll have to do. Next, you get on the towel and soak up as much UVA rays and radiation as possible. Possibly you can read a book or carry on a nice conversation until you drift off into a peaceful slumber."
Angel did as she was told careful not to get any sand on top of her towel. Why did they have to decide on the beach? Of course she had never been before, but she had never known that it was so messy up until this point! "So Jarod, what do you want to talk about?"
"How did you convince Mr. Raines I was dead?'' Even though they were on a less than lighthearted discussion Jarod remained in good spirits as he inquired about his 'demise'.
There was a small pause as Angel thought over her answer. She figured the truth would be the best thing to tell him. "I stole a pair of chestnut color eyes from a cadaver in the city morgue, presenting them to him as yours."
Jarod shot straight up at this and gazed over at his companion. All the usual tension lines that had formed around her mouth and eyes had melted away. Not just that, but she looked almost at peace and she had an angelic smile easing its way onto her face. Jarod thought for a moment and decided. Yes, this was going to be an interesting vacation.
The End
I hope you had fun. Thanx for reading! Please tell me what you thought, because it may have something to do with whether I write any more fanfic or not.
~*GypsyQueen*~
The water washed up on shore and little children ran around freely, each destroying sand castles in their wake. The sun was unbelievably hot and nothing he tried seemed to work at breaking the heat. He turned onto his stomach exposing the taut muscles in his shoulders and back. He was already receiving a tan, now all he needed was a nice back rub and... Wow! Who is doing that amazing thing to my back?
"Hello stranger, I thought you looked tense so I figured I'd help you out. Now just relax and I'll have you turned into a pile of mush in no time." Her hands fell over his back kneading out the tension in languid movements. He keened as she got in between the shoulder blades.
"Chéri, vous devez être la femme la plus douée que je connais." Darling, you have got to be the most talented woman that I know. He didn't so much as say the sentiment as sigh it.
She allowed a smile creep onto her face as she answered. "J'ai été élevé pour apprendre beaucoup de talents, de même que vous. Comme le Français parlant." I was raised to learn many talents, as were you. Such as speaking French. All of the sudden she stopped and sat back on the ball of her feet.
Jarod looked up and noticed her face creasing with frown lines. "Ce qui est le faux et petit." What is wrong, little one.
She thought a moment about how she would pursue her explanation. "J'ai fait une mauvaise chose. Une chose vraiment mauvaise." I did a bad thing. A really bad thing.
The time for games was over. He stretched a little sitting up, so he could see her fully. "What did you do, Angel."
She gave him a sheepish half grin and ran her fingers through her hair. "You knew that I was going to tell Pain that you were dead. Well, I may have led Sydney to believe that you were dead, as well. Well, I wasn't going to say anything to him but he was in Pain's office when I got there and he asked about you. I didn't say you were dead per se, but I believe he took it that way."
Jarod gave her a lopsided grin and laid back on his towel. ''Well, what did you say, per se. Or do I even want to know ?"
"I mentioned how beautiful you were and that I tried to break you but you were to strong at that he had a big part in that and that he should be proud of you and that you loved him and... OH!" She was babbling as she buried her head in her hands to hide from that gaze that she was sure he was giving her right about now.
"Don't worry about it. I'll call him later and straighten it out. You know what you are on vacation. You should really learn how to relax." He was grinning up at her like a fool but he didn't care. All that Jarod knew was that he had met a peer, a friend, and possibly a... well, he decided to see how *friends* worked out for a while, then they might try that other stuff.
"So Captain Pez, you have any good advice for me to learn how to relax?" Angel smiled and searched the now almost vacant beach.
"Umm-hmm. I asked this lady reading a book the same question earlier and she told me the perfect remedy to let all the stress flow out of your body. First you get a towel. Then, you lay it down next to a cute beach bunny, but for now I guess I'll have to do. Next, you get on the towel and soak up as much UVA rays and radiation as possible. Possibly you can read a book or carry on a nice conversation until you drift off into a peaceful slumber."
Angel did as she was told careful not to get any sand on top of her towel. Why did they have to decide on the beach? Of course she had never been before, but she had never known that it was so messy up until this point! "So Jarod, what do you want to talk about?"
"How did you convince Mr. Raines I was dead?'' Even though they were on a less than lighthearted discussion Jarod remained in good spirits as he inquired about his 'demise'.
There was a small pause as Angel thought over her answer. She figured the truth would be the best thing to tell him. "I stole a pair of chestnut color eyes from a cadaver in the city morgue, presenting them to him as yours."
Jarod shot straight up at this and gazed over at his companion. All the usual tension lines that had formed around her mouth and eyes had melted away. Not just that, but she looked almost at peace and she had an angelic smile easing its way onto her face. Jarod thought for a moment and decided. Yes, this was going to be an interesting vacation.
The End
I hope you had fun. Thanx for reading! Please tell me what you thought, because it may have something to do with whether I write any more fanfic or not.
~*GypsyQueen*~