Nyssa

"Where have you been?"

Nyssa entered her chambers and looked at the blond beauty in front of her. Sara's face was full of anger and concern. It had been over a month since she left for her mission to Thailand. A month of no contact with anyone including her father and the woman she had come to love.

"I am so sorry..." Nyssa said moving towards Sara, surprised when the other woman rebuffed her.

Sara began to pace as if she had to move to keep time with her thoughts."I've been trying to train for the last few weeks to keep my mind off of you. The logic being that you would be proud to see my progress on your return. So in reality you were still on my mind even while I was doing it..."

"Sara, I didn't mean..."

"I was so scared that I would never see you again. I haven't felt like that since... since the island."

Nyssa clenched her fists and eased away the urge to scream. Her body was in so much pain but she didn't want to scare Sara. She was prepared to visit Ali, the personal caretaker of her family for all medical issues, but first she wanted to see the face of the person she had thought of most during her time away. Even in anger she looked beautiful.

"You can't just leave me like that Nyssa. I don't know what I would do if something happened to you. Next time, we will go together.."

Nyssa cut her off with a kiss, pulling her in tight. She loved hearing that she was so important to her. It meant that the pain she felt missing her was not her burden alone.

"I can't guarantee that situations like this will not arise again my love. It is the nature of what we do. But I can promise you that I will always find my way back to you."

Sara nodded and leaned their foreheads together. "I believe you."

Nyssa closed her eyes and smiled. Being with Sara had been all she could think about. She was feeling so good she almost didn't notice when her legs gave out. At the last minute she tried to catch herself as did Sara but she was on the floor.

"Nyssa, oh my god. You're bleeding," Sara said as she moved her hand from the dark haired woman's side. It was drenched in blood.

"Things were not as they seemed. Father thought it would be an easy termination but I was captured, tortured..."

Nyssa felt herself beginning to black out. She could hear Sara calling out in arabic to the guards, it had gotten better over the last month or so. She was like a sponge her yellow bird, so quick and eager to learn. That alone was reason enough to fall in love with her.

"You're going to be okay. The guards are getting your father and Ali. Everything will be fine."

"Are you repeating that for yourself or me?" Nyssa asked with a smirk as everything around her faded to black.

Nyssa jolted awake at a sound that could only be described as a cat crying. She sat up and saw her father standing in the corner by the window. He lifted an object in his hand.

"I've had this flute since I was a child. It's virtually useless now but it does well for raising even the most slumberous person."

Nyssa grimaced at her father, "How long have I been asleep?"

"Five days. Your vitals have been strong but it seems you preferred the dream world to this. Sara's name was frequently on your tongue."

Nyssa felt a slight blush on her cheeks. Her father was aware that she had feelings for the woman but it wasn't something they talked about.

" A few more days of rest and I expect you to be back on your feet," he said as he made his way to the door. He paused and turned to her. "Don't think I did not notice that you not only managed to complete your task but you left no trace of yourself there. A well trained assassin is one that is neither seen nor heard but felt to the fullest extent."

Nyssa allowed herself a small smile as she watched Ra's al Gul's retreating back. She knew that for him that was as close as he would come to a compliment.

Nyssa attempted to sit up but felt dizzy so instead she opted to turn and lay on her side. The dizziness subsided and she curled up wondering where Sara could be. It wasn't long before she got her answer.

"Hey," Sara's voice said from the doorway.

"Has my sweet canary come to sing me a lullaby?" Nyssa asked turning towards her.

"'I've missed you," Sara replied kneeling beside the bed. She grabbed onto Nyssa's hands and kissed them both. "I was here everyday keeping you company, just like you did for me when I was ill."

Nyssa smiled. "It was my pleasure."

Sara released her hands and rose to her feet. She began pulling her t-shirt over her head and Nyssa looked away quickly.

"What are you doing?" She asked, slight panic in her voice.

"You know for someone so mature you are very shy when it comes to the body," Sara said as she removed her pants.

"I'm not like that with all bodies..."

"Oh I see, just mine," Sara said with a wink. She crossed over to the door and shut it, making sure it was locked.

"You know how I feel about you Sara and I respect you. I do not expect.."

"Expect what? That I would want to be with you and touch you? Nyssa, we have been flirting and kissing for months now. We're adults and I am not some delicate creature that you have to shelter."

Nyssa turned back to face Sara and she nearly moaned at how beautiful she looked. Her body was flawless despite the scars she had obtained from training and before Nanda Parbat. She was wearing a bra and panty set Nyssa had purchased for her, one of many over the last several months. She had never known she could get such pleasure from taking care of someone.

"Come here,"Nyssa said making space for her in the bed.

Sara climbed in beside her and Nyssa positioned herself so that the other woman didn't place any pressure on her stitches. They laid in each other's arms and at that moment it felt like more than enough.