so, I cant remember what I rated this story, but I guess this particular chapter would have to be at least an R. Its kinda dirty, so if your not into that, don't read the last paragraph. I think its tasteful dirt though...anyway, consider yourself warned. Also, this is pretty flufly, theres like 1 plot point, and thats it. And its pretty short. Oh well, here it is, hope you like it and sorry for the super long wait.
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Chapter 10
"Jack!" He heard her yell and he sat up straight in bed, throwing the covers off. Disoriented, he tried to figure out where he was. There was no time, he shook his head and ran up the stairs he saw to the right, his bare feet pounding on them.
"Kate!" he called frantically when he reached a hallway at the top of the stairs. He thought her voice had come from up here, but he couldn't be sure. "Kate!" he called again.
She stepped out from a doorway at the end of the hall. She looked intact, fresh from a shower actually. "Hey, Jack," She said calmly, "Come help me a minute."
"Jesus Kate," He said, his breathing still heavy "You trying to kill me?" He stood there a minute, trying to catch his breath and still his heart.
She poked her head out again, "You coming?" she asked, her eyebrow cocked. He followed her into the bathroom.
She stood in front of the mirror wrapped in a white towel. She had a pair of scissors in one hand and a damp lock of hair in the other.
"I thought…" He trailed off.
"You thought what, Jack?"
"Never mind, what's going on in here?" He asked.
"Whats it look like?" she said, pointing to the springy curl that landed just about chin length.
"Aww, Kate, the hair? Can't you just color it?"
"They're looking for someone with long hair, this'll be much easier. Trust me."
Without thinking, he reached out and tugged on the curl, watching it bounce back into place. She glanced at him from the corner of her eye. "What do you need me for?" He asked quickly.
"I need you to cut it." She said holding out the scissors. "I don't think I can make it even."
"What?" He asked, backing away from her slightly, his hands on his hips. "That seems like a really bad idea. Shouldn't we wait for your friend to come home? I'm sure she can do this."
"You're a surgeon, Jack, aren't you good at cutting things?" She took a step towards him, still holding out the scissors. "Besides, you promised to do whatever I told you to. We had a bargain."
"This doesn't count, and you know it." He answered. She just stood there, one arm crossed over her chest, the other still holding the scissors.
He sighed, "Fine."
He took the scissors from her and stood directly behind her facing the mirror. "If I fuck this up…" He said, meeting her eyes in the mirror.
"I won't get mad." She answered. She reached for the brush on the counter and handed it to him over her shoulder.
He brushed her wet hair flat and gathered a small chunk from the back and took a deep breath. Kate's eyes were closed and her nose was scrunched. "Wait." She breathed just before he closed the scissors.
"Oh thank God." Jack said, lowering the scissors.
"I just need a minute, you're not off the hook yet." She said, her eyes still closed. She took a deep breath and leaned her head back into his chest bringing her hands to her face. After a few moments, she shook her head slightly and straightened herself up. "Okay, do it now before I chicken out."
He was careful, but quick, his fingers moving deftly over her hair. In just a few minutes it was over. He reached around her to put the scissors and long locks of hair on the counter.
"Turn around." He told her. When she did, he pulled on the sides of her hair, making sure it was even.
"Okay?" she asked.
"You tell me." He said, turning her shoulders to face the mirror again.
She leaned in over the sink, examining herself closely. She scrunched up her face. "I miss my hair."
"Hey, I was against this from the beginning." He said defensively.
"Its not that," She told him. "Its just, all those years before, I never had to cut it. It just makes everything seem so permanent." She sighed "It's just hair, right?"
She turned back around to face him, "Was it worth it? Do I still look like me?"
"Well, its definitely different." He answered, his eyes shifted back and forth, taking her in. He reached out again and pulled on a curl. "Actually, its kind of cute."
She smiled at him then shifted her eyes down. "I got your shirt all wet." She stated blankly.
He looked down at the shirt he had been wearing since yesterday, there were damp spots he hadn't noticed. Probably from just before, when she had leaned into him. "No big deal." He said.
She didn't respond, just reached up, unbuttoning the top two buttons. He inhaled sharply when she didn't stop, moving on to the third button. He watched silently as her fingers moved down the shirt, then she pushed the shirt off his shoulders. He took a step forward and closed the distance between them.
She kissed him as he struggled awkwardly out of the shirt. When he was free of it, he put his hands in her damp, now short hair.
She had one hand around his neck while the other unhooked the towel she had been wearing. It fell to the floor at their feet. She moved her arms around his waist, pulling him tighter to her. Her hands lingered at the white band poking through the top of his low slung jeans. She smiled into their kiss and broke away briefly. "Never took you for a briefs man, Jack." She said as his mouth trailed down her neck.
"Boxer briefs." He said into the hollow at the base of her throat. She laughed and he could feel the vibration of it on his lips.
"Better." She said as her fingers traced the 5 inked on his shoulder. She could only feel the tiniest difference in texture there.
His hands left her hair and moved down her back. His palm traveled around her waist and down her flat stomach then further down between her legs. He moved his fingers slowly and she shifted her weight, leaning back into the counter. Jack tilted his head back from her neck and jaw and ear and hair to look at her face. He saw her pupils dilate before she closed her eyes. Her irises tiny green halos around the growing black expanse. Her breath caught and clicked in her throat before she exhaled softly and her body sank into his hands.