A/N: Just a heads up- I changed the rating to M for this chapter and future chapters. There is sex (and some swearing) in this chapter and probably the next one, so if it offends you, just skip them and I'll make sure I briefly explain everything so it doesn't take away from the story. Thanks and I hope you like this chapter! :)

AYG Chapter: 9 Part One

Take Me Anywhere

March

Sara's P.O.V.

I awoke slowly, feeling stiff and exhausted. Opening my eyes, I looked around the dark room, eyes landing on the bedside clock.

Shit, not even close to time to be awake.

I thought. I knew it would be impossible to fall back to sleep, so I released my grasp from a blissfully snoring Tegan and landed on the floor. A shiver traveled up my legs as my bare feet hit the cold hardwood floor. For the first time in months, I felt thankful for waking up clothed as I skittered into the hallway to crank up the thermostat to 75. Snickering, I knew Tegan would slaughter me in the morning- she was always trying to save some extra cash, even if it meant freezing her skinny little ass off. Though, honestly with her new job, we were doing pretty well lately. Most of our extra cash had been going into savings... and the honeymoon fund. Another shiver travelled up my spine that had nothing to do with the freezing apartment.

Over the past month, Tegan and I (mostly Tegan) had been planning our wedding at breakneck speed. Now, with the big day less than a week away and relatives arriving in the morning, I still had no idea where our honeymoon would be. Tegan and her secrets.

I just hoped it would be somewhere warm- maybe near the sea. I felt so tired of Canadian winters- where some parts of the world were thawing nicely by now, Montreal was still practically an oversized glacier. I closed my eyes and leaned back against the chilly wall as I pictured Tegan floating serenely in crystal clear water under a full moon. I imagined slipping into the water with her and feeling her lips dominate mine immediately- she's been waiting for this...

I moan loudly as I rub myself desperately in my pajama pants, my imagination running wild with thoughts of Tegan. I need to feel the release that she's been withholding from me for months.

Just as my hips start to buck into my frantically moving hand, I feel Tegan's presence. Her body is suddenly pressed tight against mine, and I open my eyes quickly, meeting hers with equal desire.

Before I could say anything, she grabbed my hand in hers, yanking it out of my underwear and greedily licking my fingers clean. I groaned in pleasure and frustration- I'd been so fucking close.

"Did I... wake you?" I whispered through pants. Tegan was so close to me, my breathy words had no trouble reaching her in the silent hallway.

"Yeah. I missed you next to me. Plus... I heard you moaning out here."

"Mmm. You did, huh?" I let my hands snake down her back to grip her ass shamelessly, trying to pull her into me.

"It was so fucking hot." She mumbled into my neck before nipping it gently and rolling her hips into mine slowly. I moaned lightly, grinding into her hips, trying to speed up her pace, but she was in control.

"Mmph.. Ah- Sara!" Tegan grunted and gave in- finally speeding up slightly. I felt my head fall back against the wall as I roughly met her thrusts, desperate for more contact.

"Tegan... more. Oh, God!" Tegan moved her toned thigh between my legs, her strong arms bringing me up slightly so I could control the pace. I ground against her faster and faster, already feeling the tension start to build in the pit of my stomach.

"Tegan! Harder..."

"Oh shit! That feels good, huh?" Tegan said gruffly.

"Yes, yes! Umm.. I'm gonna come!" I groaned through clenched teeth.

"Unf-unf- yeah!"

"I'm... I'm...Aaaah! Fuuck, Tee!" I practically screamed, my whole body shaking violently as I gripped Tegan impossibly close, holding onto the moment for dear life.

Eventually, Tegan brought her lips to mine tentatively, her lips trembling slightly. I could tell she hadn't come yet- she was still out of breath and I could feel the tension still built up in her body. Seeing my work cut out for me, I slipped a hand into her loose sweatpants to rub fast circles around her clit.

"Aaah! Jesus!" Tegan groaned. I was pleasantly surprised at her unusually vocal response, so I trust two fingers up into her wetness, loving the feeling her walls pulsating.

"Sara! Sara...unf... no-! Not here!" she cried, and pushed me off of her, backing away slightly.

"You'd rather finish this in the bedroom?" I said in a low voice, grabbing her hand, lightly leading her back towards our room.

"N-no I want...Friday-" She stuttered and ran back into the bedroom and shut the door behind her. Jesus that woman was stubborn.

Figuring it probably wouldn't be such a good idea to go back to bed just yet, I sprawled out on the couch and flipped on TV.

Suddenly, I heard a muffled moan through the thin walls. I turned up the volume, not feeling sympathy for a second- what Tegan wouldn't let me do for her, she'd just have to take care of herself. I just couldn't believe she was still trying to stick to her abstinence-until-the-wedding-day thing. She must have a will of steel.

It wasn't long before things... quieted down in the apartment. Feeling drowsy and worn-out all of a sudden, I switched off the TV and exited the living room. But on the way towards the hall, something caught my eye and made me stop in my tracks. The large manilla envelope was still sitting on the top of our junk mail pile on the kitchen table- neither of us had touched it for a month.

Well... there's no need for this anymore, is there?

I thought. Plus, the last thing I needed was my mother or Julie stumbling across it when they arrived tomorrow. I figured it was finally time to kill the ridiculous elephant in the room... once and for all. I grabbed up the envelope and dumped it the trash with decisive purpose before returning to bed. With it finally pushed from the back of my mind, I knew I'd be able to sleep soundly that night. And I'd undoubtedly need it... tomorrow would be a frenzy of activity and preparation before the wedding the next day.

A knot of nervousness suddenly clenched in my gut as I settled next to Tegan. I don't know how I could survive if she got cold feet... but I knew it was just a stupid paranoid thought. We were made for each other, and I knew her love was unconditional.

If only I'd known then how much that love would have to be tested over the next year... maybe we could've at least braced ourselves for what was to come.