"No Place Like It"
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Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me; I'm just borrowing
them for a short period of time.
Show: Once and Again
Pairing: Jessie/Katie
Rating: PG
Author: Janine
Synopsis: Sequel to "About a Girl"
Email: jbslayer27@yahoo.com
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Part 5
2002 – Evanston, Illinois
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Katie sighed deeply, rolling her head to the side and letting it hang there limply for a few seconds before mustering up the energy to straighten her neck up again. She was still for a moment longer, and then she brought her right hand up to face and rubbed at her eyes wearily, sighing once again.
"It's not like I'm dying," she said softly turning to face Jessie. "I wouldn't have…I didn't…they're making me go," she continued dropping her head back down.
"I know," Jessie said drawing her legs up and wrapping her arms around them, squeezing them into her body protectively. "It just feels like…"
"I know," Katie interjected restlessly, uncurling her long limbs and standing up. "I know, I know, I know," she repeated touchily jumping up and down on the spot. "I know," she finished moving to sit back down beside Jessie.
Jessie looked over at her, not at all surprised by her girlfriends outburst. Katie had a tendency to just spontaneously erupt into motion whenever she was forced to stay still for too long, like the enormous amounts of energy that her body produced just had to vent a little or she'd go crazy. Usually it manifested itself, in dance moves – like that day they had waltzed through the hallways—or humorous kung fu demonstrations, and other times like just now Jessie wished she had a foam bat that she could give to her so that she could really let off some steam.
"It's just going to be different, that's all," Katie said finally, her eyes drifting over to Jessie.
"I know," Jessie murmured, her chin still resting on her knees as her eyes scanned the darkness of the Manning backyard. "Different," she continued softly, her eyes closing. She didn't want things to be different she liked things the way there were. Whenever something 'different' had ever occurred in her life, it was always a bad 'different'. It was just a more pleasant way of being told that you could kiss the things you liked goodbye.
Katie turned her head away from Jessie and tipped it up looking at the stars above, inhaling deeply. She didn't want this anymore than Jessie did. She liked things the way they were, and if she gotten to choose she would've kept things the way they were, but she didn't get to choose. She had told her parents that she didn't want to apply to schools out of state, let alone out of the country, but it had been a family tradition to attend university in the United Kingdom. Her fathers side of the family had come from there, and been born and breed there, and her brothers had all gone, at least for their undergraduate degrees. So, once St. Andrew's had accepted her, there was no chance of her not going unless she wanted to be disowned and end up living in a box somewhere downtown.
"I'm sorry," Jessie said a moment later drawing Katie's attention back over to her.
"For what?" Katie asked curiously wondering if she had missed part of Jessie's statement.
"I know I'm being an ass about this," she replied knowing that being sullen and feeling sorry for herself wasn't helping the situation any.
"You're not being an ass," Katie said reaching over and taking her hand, squeezing it lightly. "But even if you were you wouldn't have to apologize for it," she continued dropping her eyes. "I know this sucks, I know that."
"I just," Jessie started shifting closer to Katie. "I can't imagine what it's going to be like not being able to see you everyday, or call you whenever I want, or run over to your house on 'pie night' to avoid becoming 'crinkly crust' girl," she continued resting her head on Katie's shoulder as the dirty blonde wrapped an arm around her waist.
"I know," Katie responded simply, rather at a loss as to what else she could say. She would miss seeing Jessie everyday too, and calling and being called whenever the whim hit them. She'd miss having Jessie run over to her house to escape whatever obtuse torture was being inflicted upon her at her homes, and she'd miss getting to hang out with Jessie's families since they'd become like an extension of her own. She was over at the Manning house so much that she literally had a chair with her name on it, and at Karen's house there was a cupboard that the woman had stocked with all the foods Katie liked for when she came over. This was her life, and she didn't want to leave it.
Jessie shifted in Katie's arms, moving around until she was kneeling in front of her girlfriend, and then reached down and picked up Katie's hands holding them in hers tightly.
"I need to be with you," she said softly, her eyes never leaving Katie's.
"Your parents are home," Katie said her eyes flickering towards the house momentarily before returning to Jessie's.
Jessie was silent for a moment as she considered the truth of Katie's statement, her eyes clouding over as she thought before they finally cleared as she focused on Katie once more. "You brought your car didn't you?"
"Yeah," Katie responded slowly, her mind taking a second to catch onto what Jessie was suggesting. "You're not serious?" she continued smiling as she looked at Jessie's twinkling eyes.
"Yes," Jessie responded leaning forward so that her mouth was right next to Katie's ear. "I am."
"Do you want to drive somewhere or … " Katie started to ask as Jessie stood up offering her hand to her.
"Take to long," Jessie replied simply holding onto Katie's hand and leading them over to the side of the garage where Katie had parked.
"Ok," Katie agreed smiling, more than happy to let Jessie led the way. "But I get to be Kate Winslet."
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Part 6
2014
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"I need those papers," Dillon said tersely. "An hour. No, you've got an hour. You were supposed to have them last night, I don't have time for this shit Bill. I'm not a fucking humanitarian, if I'm going down I'm gonna claw viciously at you until you're bloody, broken carcass is right there beside me … and then I'm going to get mad," she continued waving briefly to Jessie as she the blonde entered her office. "Ten o'clock. I mean it. End," she finished throwing open the door to Jessie's office and plunking herself down onto on of her chairs.
"You really aren't a morning person are you?" Jessie asked having caught most of the other woman's conversation on her way in.
"I've made no secret of that," Dillon replied absently, her attention mostly focused on the cup of coffee Jessie had just placed on her desk.
"Touch it and I'll kill you," Jessie replied seeing the other woman's look and knowing without a doubt what was going through her mind.
"Fine," Dillon sighed leaning back. "How's the charity case going?"
"You didn't tell me she was a friend of yours," Jessie commented, her full attention on Dillon now that she had brought up Katie's case.
"Why would I have?" Dillon asked, "You knew it had to be a favor."
"You didn't know did you?" Jessie asked her attention focused on Dillon. The other woman had a tendency to be blasé on the cusp of flippant most of the time, which meant that you had to watch her carefully to get any sort of reading on how she actually felt about something.
"Know what?" Dillon asked looking at Jessie shrewdly.
"Why didn't you take it? If she's a friend of yours?" Jessie asked.
"Your docket was clear, and I'm on the Falk case. My dad did be favor by putting this one on tab, but he's not a saint. Falk would've chewed serious ass if I'd dedicated anything less than one hundred percent of my attention to him, so shipped it on over to you," Dillon replied leaning forward. "Why is there a problem?"
"No, it's just … we know each other," Jessie replied sighing and leaning back herself. "I was just wondering if that's why I got the case."
"You know each other," the other woman repeated to herself. "No, I didn't know that," continued her eyes back on Jessie. "That's right, she's from Evanston too," she went on. "High School?"
Jessie simply nodded wanting to get the subject off of Katie now. Dillon was starting to dig and she didn't want to talk about it. She'd seen the other woman carry out cross-examinations and wanted to avoid being on the other end of one if it was at all possible.
"You were friends," Dillon continued when Jessie didn't verbally reply. "That's obvious because you assumed that I may have given the case to you because Katie could have mentioned you. What isn't obvious is why…" she continued only to be interrupted by a beeping sound near her shoulder. "Fox," she said her eyes clouding over as she concentrated on the voice coming through the receiver. "Alright, I'll be right there. End," she said standing up. "So we'll continue the inquisition later?" she asked Jessie with a smile as she backed up towards the door.
"Not if I can manage to avoid you," Jessie replied not bothering to look over at her. "As usual."
"You say the sweetest things," Dillon murmured and then she was gone.
Jessie let out a relieved sigh and flicked her briefcase open. She needed to get to work because she wanted to be out of the office by the time Dillon finished whatever it was she had been called off to do. At least that's what she told herself even though a voice at the back of her head insisted on nagging that possibly she just wanted something legitimate to call Katie about.
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Part 7
2002 – Evanston, Illinois
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Katie felt the button to her jeans pop loose then Jessie's hands on her hips slipping underneath to guide the material down. She didn't know how Jessie planned to get them off or even if she planned to get them off with the position they were in, but she decided to let Jessie worry about that as she lifted her lips from where they had been attached to Jessie's neck up to her lips, kissing her as she felt Jessie struggle with the material.
"Fucking jeans," Jessie muttered bitterly as she pulled her mouth away from Katie, lowering her eyes to glare at the material in question. "Fucking backseat."
"When did you become such a potty mouth?" Katie asked playfully before raising her head up to look at Jessie's face, surprised to find tears streaming down her cheeks. "Hey," she said her smile gone now replaced with a look of concern as she reached up to wipe away the tear tracks marring Jessie's feature.
"We need to switch," Jessie said a moment later, turning her head to the side slightly to break the gaze Katie had initiated as she stroked her face.
"What?" Katie asked still looking down at Jessie concerned. She'd seen Jessie cry tears of happiness before and knew that these weren't them.
"We should switch positions," Jessie said beginning to struggle, trying to maneuver herself so that she would be propped up over Katie.
"Billie," Katie said softly, placing an ineffective hand on Jessie's shoulder to try and stop her from moving. "Jessie," she repeated when the girl continued to try and move. "I think we're just going to have to accept the fact, the movies lie and the backseat is really no place to get some loving."
Jessie sighed, falling back against the seat of the car, Katie was right of course. "Fine, let's drive somewhere," she said her eyes flickering back up to Katie's.
"Jessie," Katie started to say, the word drawn out in a protesting manner.
"I need to …" Jessie began to reply knowing where Katie was going with her statement and really, desperately not wanting to hear it.
"Jessie…" Katie started to say again, shaking her head slightly. She knew that her girlfriend was being so adamant about this because she was afraid of …
"I don't want to lose you."
"I thought we had this talk already?" Katie said focusing on Jessie once more, quirking an eyebrow at her for good measure.
"Don't," Jessie warned turning her head away from Katie. She really couldn't deal with her girlfriends inappropriate sense of humor at the moment.
"I'm sorry," Katie a moment later, her head hanging down pathetically as the words came out of her mouth. "I'm sorry," she repeated seriously. She didn't mean to make inappropriate comments at the worst possible time imaginable it just seemed to happen. Her mother said that used humor as a defensive mechanism, and she was inclined to agree with her, the thing was that didn't want to or need to be defended from Jessie. "There's a motel ten minutes away from here."
"It's not the one your parents went to is it?" Jessie asked smiling up at Katie.
"That could never be a possibility," Katie replied. "And I should note that if you weren't so incredibly sexy that comment would have totally ruined the moment," she continued making a face.
"Billie," Jessie said softly a moment later drawing Katie's full attention back to her. "I love you," she continued once she found those sparkling green eyes on her again. And with that she leaned up bringing their lips together tenderly, another tear or two slipping free from behind her eyelids.
"And I love you," Katie replied simply once they pulled apart. "More than air," she went on dropping a quick kiss on Jessie's lips. "More than summer," she said kissing Jessie again on the cheek. "More than when daylight savings time gives us an extra hour of sleep," she continued kissing Jessie's nose this time. "More than anything in existence," she finished bringing their lips together once more.
TBC…
Comments always welcome! Jbslayer27@yahoo.com
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Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me; I'm just borrowing
them for a short period of time.
Show: Once and Again
Pairing: Jessie/Katie
Rating: PG
Author: Janine
Synopsis: Sequel to "About a Girl"
Email: jbslayer27@yahoo.com
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Part 5
2002 – Evanston, Illinois
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Katie sighed deeply, rolling her head to the side and letting it hang there limply for a few seconds before mustering up the energy to straighten her neck up again. She was still for a moment longer, and then she brought her right hand up to face and rubbed at her eyes wearily, sighing once again.
"It's not like I'm dying," she said softly turning to face Jessie. "I wouldn't have…I didn't…they're making me go," she continued dropping her head back down.
"I know," Jessie said drawing her legs up and wrapping her arms around them, squeezing them into her body protectively. "It just feels like…"
"I know," Katie interjected restlessly, uncurling her long limbs and standing up. "I know, I know, I know," she repeated touchily jumping up and down on the spot. "I know," she finished moving to sit back down beside Jessie.
Jessie looked over at her, not at all surprised by her girlfriends outburst. Katie had a tendency to just spontaneously erupt into motion whenever she was forced to stay still for too long, like the enormous amounts of energy that her body produced just had to vent a little or she'd go crazy. Usually it manifested itself, in dance moves – like that day they had waltzed through the hallways—or humorous kung fu demonstrations, and other times like just now Jessie wished she had a foam bat that she could give to her so that she could really let off some steam.
"It's just going to be different, that's all," Katie said finally, her eyes drifting over to Jessie.
"I know," Jessie murmured, her chin still resting on her knees as her eyes scanned the darkness of the Manning backyard. "Different," she continued softly, her eyes closing. She didn't want things to be different she liked things the way there were. Whenever something 'different' had ever occurred in her life, it was always a bad 'different'. It was just a more pleasant way of being told that you could kiss the things you liked goodbye.
Katie turned her head away from Jessie and tipped it up looking at the stars above, inhaling deeply. She didn't want this anymore than Jessie did. She liked things the way they were, and if she gotten to choose she would've kept things the way they were, but she didn't get to choose. She had told her parents that she didn't want to apply to schools out of state, let alone out of the country, but it had been a family tradition to attend university in the United Kingdom. Her fathers side of the family had come from there, and been born and breed there, and her brothers had all gone, at least for their undergraduate degrees. So, once St. Andrew's had accepted her, there was no chance of her not going unless she wanted to be disowned and end up living in a box somewhere downtown.
"I'm sorry," Jessie said a moment later drawing Katie's attention back over to her.
"For what?" Katie asked curiously wondering if she had missed part of Jessie's statement.
"I know I'm being an ass about this," she replied knowing that being sullen and feeling sorry for herself wasn't helping the situation any.
"You're not being an ass," Katie said reaching over and taking her hand, squeezing it lightly. "But even if you were you wouldn't have to apologize for it," she continued dropping her eyes. "I know this sucks, I know that."
"I just," Jessie started shifting closer to Katie. "I can't imagine what it's going to be like not being able to see you everyday, or call you whenever I want, or run over to your house on 'pie night' to avoid becoming 'crinkly crust' girl," she continued resting her head on Katie's shoulder as the dirty blonde wrapped an arm around her waist.
"I know," Katie responded simply, rather at a loss as to what else she could say. She would miss seeing Jessie everyday too, and calling and being called whenever the whim hit them. She'd miss having Jessie run over to her house to escape whatever obtuse torture was being inflicted upon her at her homes, and she'd miss getting to hang out with Jessie's families since they'd become like an extension of her own. She was over at the Manning house so much that she literally had a chair with her name on it, and at Karen's house there was a cupboard that the woman had stocked with all the foods Katie liked for when she came over. This was her life, and she didn't want to leave it.
Jessie shifted in Katie's arms, moving around until she was kneeling in front of her girlfriend, and then reached down and picked up Katie's hands holding them in hers tightly.
"I need to be with you," she said softly, her eyes never leaving Katie's.
"Your parents are home," Katie said her eyes flickering towards the house momentarily before returning to Jessie's.
Jessie was silent for a moment as she considered the truth of Katie's statement, her eyes clouding over as she thought before they finally cleared as she focused on Katie once more. "You brought your car didn't you?"
"Yeah," Katie responded slowly, her mind taking a second to catch onto what Jessie was suggesting. "You're not serious?" she continued smiling as she looked at Jessie's twinkling eyes.
"Yes," Jessie responded leaning forward so that her mouth was right next to Katie's ear. "I am."
"Do you want to drive somewhere or … " Katie started to ask as Jessie stood up offering her hand to her.
"Take to long," Jessie replied simply holding onto Katie's hand and leading them over to the side of the garage where Katie had parked.
"Ok," Katie agreed smiling, more than happy to let Jessie led the way. "But I get to be Kate Winslet."
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Part 6
2014
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"I need those papers," Dillon said tersely. "An hour. No, you've got an hour. You were supposed to have them last night, I don't have time for this shit Bill. I'm not a fucking humanitarian, if I'm going down I'm gonna claw viciously at you until you're bloody, broken carcass is right there beside me … and then I'm going to get mad," she continued waving briefly to Jessie as she the blonde entered her office. "Ten o'clock. I mean it. End," she finished throwing open the door to Jessie's office and plunking herself down onto on of her chairs.
"You really aren't a morning person are you?" Jessie asked having caught most of the other woman's conversation on her way in.
"I've made no secret of that," Dillon replied absently, her attention mostly focused on the cup of coffee Jessie had just placed on her desk.
"Touch it and I'll kill you," Jessie replied seeing the other woman's look and knowing without a doubt what was going through her mind.
"Fine," Dillon sighed leaning back. "How's the charity case going?"
"You didn't tell me she was a friend of yours," Jessie commented, her full attention on Dillon now that she had brought up Katie's case.
"Why would I have?" Dillon asked, "You knew it had to be a favor."
"You didn't know did you?" Jessie asked her attention focused on Dillon. The other woman had a tendency to be blasé on the cusp of flippant most of the time, which meant that you had to watch her carefully to get any sort of reading on how she actually felt about something.
"Know what?" Dillon asked looking at Jessie shrewdly.
"Why didn't you take it? If she's a friend of yours?" Jessie asked.
"Your docket was clear, and I'm on the Falk case. My dad did be favor by putting this one on tab, but he's not a saint. Falk would've chewed serious ass if I'd dedicated anything less than one hundred percent of my attention to him, so shipped it on over to you," Dillon replied leaning forward. "Why is there a problem?"
"No, it's just … we know each other," Jessie replied sighing and leaning back herself. "I was just wondering if that's why I got the case."
"You know each other," the other woman repeated to herself. "No, I didn't know that," continued her eyes back on Jessie. "That's right, she's from Evanston too," she went on. "High School?"
Jessie simply nodded wanting to get the subject off of Katie now. Dillon was starting to dig and she didn't want to talk about it. She'd seen the other woman carry out cross-examinations and wanted to avoid being on the other end of one if it was at all possible.
"You were friends," Dillon continued when Jessie didn't verbally reply. "That's obvious because you assumed that I may have given the case to you because Katie could have mentioned you. What isn't obvious is why…" she continued only to be interrupted by a beeping sound near her shoulder. "Fox," she said her eyes clouding over as she concentrated on the voice coming through the receiver. "Alright, I'll be right there. End," she said standing up. "So we'll continue the inquisition later?" she asked Jessie with a smile as she backed up towards the door.
"Not if I can manage to avoid you," Jessie replied not bothering to look over at her. "As usual."
"You say the sweetest things," Dillon murmured and then she was gone.
Jessie let out a relieved sigh and flicked her briefcase open. She needed to get to work because she wanted to be out of the office by the time Dillon finished whatever it was she had been called off to do. At least that's what she told herself even though a voice at the back of her head insisted on nagging that possibly she just wanted something legitimate to call Katie about.
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Part 7
2002 – Evanston, Illinois
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Katie felt the button to her jeans pop loose then Jessie's hands on her hips slipping underneath to guide the material down. She didn't know how Jessie planned to get them off or even if she planned to get them off with the position they were in, but she decided to let Jessie worry about that as she lifted her lips from where they had been attached to Jessie's neck up to her lips, kissing her as she felt Jessie struggle with the material.
"Fucking jeans," Jessie muttered bitterly as she pulled her mouth away from Katie, lowering her eyes to glare at the material in question. "Fucking backseat."
"When did you become such a potty mouth?" Katie asked playfully before raising her head up to look at Jessie's face, surprised to find tears streaming down her cheeks. "Hey," she said her smile gone now replaced with a look of concern as she reached up to wipe away the tear tracks marring Jessie's feature.
"We need to switch," Jessie said a moment later, turning her head to the side slightly to break the gaze Katie had initiated as she stroked her face.
"What?" Katie asked still looking down at Jessie concerned. She'd seen Jessie cry tears of happiness before and knew that these weren't them.
"We should switch positions," Jessie said beginning to struggle, trying to maneuver herself so that she would be propped up over Katie.
"Billie," Katie said softly, placing an ineffective hand on Jessie's shoulder to try and stop her from moving. "Jessie," she repeated when the girl continued to try and move. "I think we're just going to have to accept the fact, the movies lie and the backseat is really no place to get some loving."
Jessie sighed, falling back against the seat of the car, Katie was right of course. "Fine, let's drive somewhere," she said her eyes flickering back up to Katie's.
"Jessie," Katie started to say, the word drawn out in a protesting manner.
"I need to …" Jessie began to reply knowing where Katie was going with her statement and really, desperately not wanting to hear it.
"Jessie…" Katie started to say again, shaking her head slightly. She knew that her girlfriend was being so adamant about this because she was afraid of …
"I don't want to lose you."
"I thought we had this talk already?" Katie said focusing on Jessie once more, quirking an eyebrow at her for good measure.
"Don't," Jessie warned turning her head away from Katie. She really couldn't deal with her girlfriends inappropriate sense of humor at the moment.
"I'm sorry," Katie a moment later, her head hanging down pathetically as the words came out of her mouth. "I'm sorry," she repeated seriously. She didn't mean to make inappropriate comments at the worst possible time imaginable it just seemed to happen. Her mother said that used humor as a defensive mechanism, and she was inclined to agree with her, the thing was that didn't want to or need to be defended from Jessie. "There's a motel ten minutes away from here."
"It's not the one your parents went to is it?" Jessie asked smiling up at Katie.
"That could never be a possibility," Katie replied. "And I should note that if you weren't so incredibly sexy that comment would have totally ruined the moment," she continued making a face.
"Billie," Jessie said softly a moment later drawing Katie's full attention back to her. "I love you," she continued once she found those sparkling green eyes on her again. And with that she leaned up bringing their lips together tenderly, another tear or two slipping free from behind her eyelids.
"And I love you," Katie replied simply once they pulled apart. "More than air," she went on dropping a quick kiss on Jessie's lips. "More than summer," she said kissing Jessie again on the cheek. "More than when daylight savings time gives us an extra hour of sleep," she continued kissing Jessie's nose this time. "More than anything in existence," she finished bringing their lips together once more.
TBC…
Comments always welcome! Jbslayer27@yahoo.com