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This story may seem familiar at 1st, but I assure you that it is different. I took parts from (Deep Dark) and combined them an entirely different plot and have added much more detail into it.
From here I've pretty much taken the story to where my twisted mind has decided that it needs to be. While at the same time trying to keep the Characters as close to original as I can. I hope that everyone has enjoyed the story so far and will enjoy the chapters that will follow. And please leave me some reviews, let me know what you think of the story and if I'm not doing justice to these characters that we've all come to love so much, please let me know and tell me what you think needs to be changed. And I will change what needs to be changed, add whatever should be added or deleted.
And Love Shall Prevail
As she stumbles into the building the desk clerk tries to speak to her and she just waves away his attempt. Feeling extra dizzy from the elevator ride she finally weaves her way to Henry's door, and is surprised that it's not locked. As she opens the door to go inside it's evident that Henry's not there. But none of his things are gone, so she knows that there is hope after all. Somewhere in her liquor numbed mind she knows that he was too injured and would of course need to go out and feed, so he could start the healing process.
She feels her way into the kitchen and opens the door of the refrigerator and finds the much wanted beer that she knows she's going to need for what she plans to say to Henry when he returns home. As she continues to drink she's once again pleasantly surprised at all the trouble Henry's gone to make sure that she feels comfortable in his home. How he's constantly going out of his way just to make sure that the little things she loves so much are there for her. He even gets her favorite brand of beer for Christ sakes! In all the time that she's known him he's made sure to do the most trivial things for her, just so she will be happy and comfortable while she's at his place.
Vicki slides down the cabinet to sit on the floor, how could she not have noticed all of this before? She may be going blind but damnit she's not blind yet! How had she managed to not notice all of the hundreds of little things that Henry's done for her? And in doing all of these things he's shown her just how much she means to him, maybe more than care, maybe he loves her. Yes they tease each other a lot about the lack of intimacy, but she never really took any of it serious before. In doing all the things he's done and all the teasing remarks has he really been trying to tell her that he loves her?
Stunned at the thought, Vicki finishes off the beer and throws it in the general direction of the trash can. She knows that she can not have anymore alcohol tonight! So she slowly picks herself up from the floor and stumbles her way into the bathroom. Turning on the lights was so not a good idea she tells herself, then she sees herself in the mirror. She looks like hell! The fact that she's also been on one hell of a binder is more than apparent as well, so she turns the faucets on and tries to clean her face of all the tear-stains and the agony that anyone could see showing there. She turns the hot water off and splashes herself over and over again with the ice cold water trying to sober herself up a little. She knows that she's going to need all of her thoughts for the discussion that's going to take place and she needs those thoughts to be clear and cohesive as well.
After taking one more look at her reflection, she decides that she's done the best that she could and the hell with the rest. Now where would be the best place to have this talk with Henry she wonders? She decides on his bedroom mainly because she knows that there aren't that many hours left till sunrise and she just can't stop herself from resting on his bed, for what may very well be the last time. She thinks back to the last thing he said to her, that he'd survive that he always had. But would she be able to survive without him?
She sees the blue shirt that he'd changed into right after being attacked the night before, so he must have changed again before going out to feed, she decides. Not being able to help herself she picks up the blue shirt and holds it close to her, smelling the scent that belongs to Henry alone all over the garment. She can even remember helping him to put it on. Hugging the shirt even closer to herself while burying her face into the material she can almost feel the warmth of Henry's body still hanging onto the shirt. Vicki not knowing what to make of these emotions welling up inside her, let alone being able to deal with them, begins to cry again. Oh how she wishes that Henry was here, holding her so protectively like he always does telling her that everything is going to be ok, but deep in her heart she knows, at least on some level, that that is never going to happen again.
While she continues to weep, Vicki whispers two simple words "Oh Henry". And as if she's summoned him there, he was there before her. And looking none to pleased seeing her there with her at that, not happy that she's in his home, let alone his bedroom sitting on his bed weeping into one of what used to be his favorite shirts. As she looks up at him not daring to say a word, the tears on her face come very close to breaking his resolve that he would not be used as a fool again, she'd already told him no once and that was more than enough.
As he continues to look at and study her he can tell that she's been drinking heavily. And very recently at that, so recent in fact that the fumes seem to be surrounding her. "Been helping yourself to the contents of my refrigerator have we?" He asked her angrily. He leans against the door frame while he waits for her response.
Looking very embarrassed Vicki tries to teasingly ask him "Haven't you always told me to make myself at home while I'm here?"
His look clearly states that not only did her attempt of teasing fall extremely short; it also shows his contempt at finding her in his home, let alone on his bed holding something that does not belong to her. "Well Victoria, things have changed since this morning. I don't know why you're here or what the hell your doing holding my shirt, but you made yourself very clear earlier. Not only do you no longer wish to have anything to do with me or be in my life in any way, so if you've only come to take a souvenir to remind you of me then just take it and go!" Inside Henry is cringing hearing the cruelty of his own words to this woman that means so much to him, cursing himself a hundred times for being so mean to her and for using her given name which he knows that she dislikes very much. But if he's going to keep his sanity then it has to be done this way, she won't go with him no matter how much he wants her to, she doesn't care for him the way he cares for her. And as she's going to break his heart, being cruel or not, it's best to make a clean break now and be done with it, because if he has to look into those pain filled eyes again he knows that his resolve will fail him and he'll end up falling to his knees before her, begging her to please go with him that for once won't she please let her guard down and just let him protect her for a change? And he'd be lucky if that's all that he said to her.
Vicki looks up at Henry, sees the anger written all over his face and knows that this trip was made in vain, he's still far to angry to listen to her or anything that she might have to say to him and decides to cut her losses while she's still able to. Vicki stands up and moves away from the bed, taking one last long look at it, then turns to Henry and holds the shirt out to him. "I didn't come here looking for something that I could keep as a souvenir; I don't need anything of the sort to remind me of the time we've spent together." Vicki continues speaking in a very choppy breath, "Henry I only came her tonight praying to find you still here and with the hope that we might be able to talk, there were things that I felt that I needed to tell you and wanted to make sure that I didn't miss my chance to do so. But if you want me to leave then I will." Vicki turns and lays the shirt down on the bed lovingly then turns to leave. "No matter what you may think Henry, I do care about you and wanted to see for myself that you were ok, and believe this or not, I really don't give a damn at the moment, but I will miss you, not being able to see you each night is going to be torture for me! So what if I've been drinking? What's it to you? You get to move on to a new city and start a new life while I'm left here trying to pick up the pieces of what my life used to be! Not that you really give a damn anyways!" The last words were angrily shouted at him.
As she came close enough to where he was standing, he grabbed her by the arm and pulled her to him. "Just what the hell was that supposed to mean, Vicki? What, can't you handle the rejection of your precious Detective Cellucci? So now that you know that you've lost him you come here expecting me to be happy being as your second choice? Well? Explain yourself!" Henry angrily shouted back. And immediately he realized that he should never have touched her.
Vicki shouted back, just as angrily "just what the fuck are you talking about now? Cellucci didn't reject me, I rejected him! I went to see him today to offer my help in fixing his life, and he thought that I'd chosen him. He even proposed for crying out loud! I had to tell him no, that there was only a friendship in our future. He was so pissed, thinking I'd choose you over him. So now you know! There's not a chance in hell of even having a friendship with him, since he wants all of me or none of me! He wouldn't even look at me when I left or even say good-bye. So that's the end of my relationship with Cellucci! And just what the fuck makes you think that you could ever be any woman's second choice? Every time we're out working a case together the looks you get from every other woman even near you practically screams that they want you, and that they just hate me for even being with you! You've never been any woman's second choice, not during the nearly 500 years you've lived! And you know damned well that your conceited enough to know that! Now go of me damnit!"
Having said that Vicki jerked her arm out of his grasp and was surprised that he'd actually let her go. Both of them stood staring each other down, each trying to calm themselves down and start to breath normally again. Against her will tears start to fall, tears of hurt, of loss, of anger. Never being the crying type she decides it's time to tell Henry what she came here to tell him and then get the hell away from him.
Vicki looks up at Henry and for once she's let her guard down, every emotion she's feeling is showing up clearly on her face. Henry's guilt-ridden at once, what was wrong with him? He'd not even tried to be gentle when he'd grabbed her arm, he could not believe that he'd actually physically hurt her. He reaches up to touch her face and hates himself when she steps away from him. He backs away from her so she won't feel afraid of him anymore, and tries to talk to her. "Vicki I…."
She holds up a hand for him to stop and he starts to curse himself, she won't even let him speak to her. Vicki takes a deep breath and looks at Henry so she can look straight into his eyes. "I came here tonight hoping I'd find you here, so I could tell you this…Henry I care about you, I really do, more than I'd like actually. I don't know when it happened but it has and I can't change it, I've fallen in love with you Henry. I've tried not to and haven't been able to. No matter what I do I can't keep myself from loving you and believe me I've tried. For the 1st time in my life I'm hopelessly in love, I love you beyond all rhyme, reason even knowing what it's going to mean for me in the long run, I'll continue to age and will become totally blind and there's nothing I can do to stop any of that from happening. And knowing that your leaving is killing me. And I wanted you to know that before you left, if I could I'd give anything to go with you but I can't. There's too much here that I have to fix. I can't leave Coreen alone, I've got to stay and try to protect her, and don't even try to say that you can protect us both, I can see it on your face, but the simple truth is that you can't. That's just adding too much of a burden on you and I refuse to be the cause of it! I just won't! I love you too much to put you in that much danger!" Vicki looks into Henry's face and can tell just how stunned he really is, knows that he never expected to hear those words from her, even if he suspected it, he'd never have known if she hadn't just told him.
Not being able to just stand there with him saying nothing Vicki quips, "So just what do you have to say to that Fitzroy, huh? Where's one of your famous snappy come-back lines? Stop starring at me like that and say something already, damnit!" Vicki's last words were exactly what Henry needed to snap him out of the daze he'd been in since hearing her telling him that she loved him, but won't leave with him. Henry takes a few steps towards her, noticing that she's not moving but firmly holding her ground.
Henry takes the extra steps that brings them nose to nose, places his arms around her lifting her off the ground and begs, "Please say that again. Tell me that you love me again. I need to know that your really here and I'm not imagining this, please!"
Vicki puts her arms around his neck and wraps her legs around his waist then smiles at him. She leans down until she can rest her cheek against his own before she answers, "Yes Henry, I'm really here and all of this is actually taking place, and yes I love you! I love you madly, deeply, with my whole heart and soul. I fought it as hard as I could for as long as I could, but knowing that you really intend to leave made me realize that I could not let you leave not knowing this. I refused to live with that regret." Leaning back so she can look into his face, noticing the wetness left on his cheek from her tears she looks him right in the eyes before she continues. "I've loved you since our 1st meeting. When I woke up here with you watching over me, looking hopelessly adorable wearing my glasses." Seeing his smile she goes on, "I've trusted you with my life since that moment so I thought that it was about time I trusted you with my heart as well."
Henry continues to smile even as his own eyes start to tear up. Knowing that he has a firm hold on her he lifts on hand up to wipe away the tears from her face only to have her unwind one of her own hands to wipe away the tears she left on his face. While he seems content to just go on holding her like this forever she's got other things on her mind.
Giving him a cocky grin she asks, "Well Henry, are you just going to stand here like this until the sunrises?" Not knowing what she has in mind Henry looks at her and asks, "Well now that all depends on you doesn't it? And just what did you have in mind"
Giving him a wicked grin, Vicki loosens her hold on him and places her feet back on the floor, pulling his hands from her back she pushes him up against the wall next to the doors, and from the look on his face she is not surprised that he's let her do this.
Henry is shocked by what Vicki's done and is unsure as to what she plans to do next, not wanting her to do anything that she'll regret he tries to speak. "Vicki, I'm really not sure what your about to do, but…"
That's all Vicki lets him get out, while using one hand to make sure that he stays put, she reaches up with the other and grabs a hold of his silky curls and pulls his head down to meet her own, once his lips are just inches away from hers she huskily tells him, "Henry, I told you that wasn't going to stop myself from doing something that I'd regret otherwise, I'm a big girl who knows what she's doing so why don't you just hush and let me have my fun!" The second those words left her mouth, she pulled his lips down onto of hers and kissed him with all the pent up frustrations, lust, and more than a little anger, mostly directed at herself for not having done this a long time ago.
The kiss is pure heaven. What started out to be just a simple kiss turns carnal fast. Vicki lets go of Henry and places both arms around his neck pulling him even closer to her. Henry lets her have her own way, but only for a moment, within seconds their positions are reversed and Henry has taken complete possession of both her mouth and body.
Vicki gave into him, and the rush of feelings that were coursing through her, heat and wetness immediately started to course their way to her center. Henry was running his hands all over her body while his strength kept her against the wall. He was running his hands along the front of her shirt. He gave into the primal urge to see and feel her bare skin and ripped the shirt apart, feasting his eyes on her beautiful creamy skin.
He watched as her breasts, in the red lacey see-through confection strapless demi-bra heaved as she tried to catch her breath. He became hard the moment she pushed him against the wall, and became even harder when she started kissing him. Heat pooled and soon he was throbbing with the need to posses her body completely.
As Henry's tongue plundered her mouth, she moaned and wrapped her legs around his waist, attempting to pull him even closer to her. Feeling Henry's hardened throbbing cock against her forced a moan from deep within her, and sent even more heat to her center. From the growl she heard from Henry, she knew that now he could feel it too.
At once Henry deepened the kiss and pushed his heat into hers, and desire started to run rampant through him as she widened her legs and pulled him even closer to her own warmth. Henry knew that this was the last chance he had to fight this, and stop things from going any farther than they already had. He pulled his mouth away from Vicki's and forced her to look at him instead of trying to recapture his mouth. "Vicki are you sure? You'd better tell me now while I'm still able to stop myself! Vicki look at me! Should I stop?"
Vicki looked into his eyes, hers glazed over with desire and in between breaths she muttered, "Don't…..Stop…." After seeing the look in her eyes Henry was not sure he would've been able to stop even if she'd wanted him too. After ridding her of her coat and ruined shirt, the front clasp on the little red lacey number proved to be no problem at all.
Finally seeing her rounded breasts with their hardened pink nipples was too much of an invitation for him to ignore. After giving her yet another devouring kiss, Henry trailed kisses down the column of her neck, down between the valley between her breasts and finally started to kiss and lick on one of her breasts while massaging the other. The whimpers slipping through Vicki's tightly closed lips told him that she was very much enjoying what was being done to her.
At last he could take it no longer and licked and pulled on her nipple carefully, then took as much of her breast into his mouth as he could. Vicki grabbed and released handfuls of his silky curls trying to push her breast even further into his mouth. Never had she been so overwhelmed with pleasure. Feeling release upon her, she dragged his mouth back up to hers, and kissed him with all the passion she had. Henry knowing that neither one of them could continue on like this for much longer decided that there had been enough foreplay.
Quickly he discarded her boots and socks followed by her jeans, the sight of the matching g-string she had on, it was just barely a tiny scrap of see through red lace, through which he could see the curls hiding her hot center. The smell of her desire was just too much for him to bear so he slipped a finger under it and pulled. Flimsy thing just fell apart at his touch. He raised his head to kiss Vicki again while at the same time placing his hand on her stomach and started moving lower. He combed through her curls and went farther down until he found what he wanted to feel, the hot wet slippery throbbing center of her desire. As she continued to moan he slipped several fingers inside of her, and she nearly came then. He could feel her inner walls pulsing and clinging to his fingers, and as he slid his fingers out teasing her clit just a little, he heard her soft breathy cries of "No, Henry, don't stop, please!"
Smiling to himself, for he's never been one to deny his beautiful Vicki anything, he quickly stripped himself of his clothing as well, and finally they were body to body…silky skin to silky skin. Henry moaned aloud at the feeling, knowing that no woman had ever felt this good, never in all his long years, no woman had ever felt this good in his arms. He positioned himself at her opening, knowing that they could both feel it. He looked at Vicki's face and saw the wanting and desire there, and in one quick move plunged himself fully into her.
She came immediately, crying out her pleasure in words that only he could understand. Henry held himself still for several moments, just enjoying the feeling of being so very tight inside her, and the strong constrictions that came with her violent release, the hotness and wetness that accompanied it, the feeling of being surrounded by her, the feeling of her orgasm tightening around his cock, milking him, trying to force his own release when he wasn't sure he wanted it to end so suddenly. Then Vicki arched her back, reached down and grabbed his firm ass and pulled him even further inside of her, which once again made her come again more violently than before.
He lost all control and shouted with pleasure at his own release which seemed to go on and on. Still holding Vicki very close to him he slid them down to the floor where he laid underneath her, still a part of her and feeling the aftershocks of her pleasure while still coming himself. He wrapped his arms around her, one hand running his fingers through her now disheveled hair. He placed kisses on any part of her face that he could reach, while the other hand soothingly stroked her back waiting for her to recover from their encounter. He was just enjoying holding her this close.
Finally after all this time wanting what he thought she'd never allow to happen, he was not sure how to react in the aftermath of the best sex he'd ever had. Suddenly Vicki became very still and raised herself up to look into his face. "Well, what do we do now?" she asked with a bemused look on her face. Not knowing what to make of that statement, Henry just dragged her back down to him for a long, loving, lingering kiss. Dragging his lips from hers he smiled and muttered to himself, "What do we do now?" This woman never stopped surprising him. Henry started to laugh and thought, "Well at least she'll never be boring".