The Family that Almost Was | By : Ellixer Category: S through Z > Xena Views: 2832 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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She’s sitting on the furs, just the barest of undergarments on, sighing and rubbing her stomach. Her skin is still glistening with water. I can’t help but hesitate a moment and just look at her. Then she burps rather loudly and I’m not quite as mesmerized as I was. With a flask of oil in my hand, I kneel down behind her.
‘That’s not the smelly stuff is it?’ She doesn’t like to smell ‘pretty.’ ‘Don’t worry. Smell free.’ I pour a little in my hand, offering it to her to verify the non smelliness. She just nods approval. ‘You know Xena, it’s ok to smell good sometimes.’ ‘Gives you away to the enemy.’ She grumbles. I just grin, rubbing the oil into her skin and massaging the knots that seem to populate her back. ‘You should really let me fight more.’ ‘I’ve got a handle on it.’ She dismisses my statement in seconds. I stop what I’m doing, standing up to look at her. ‘You don’t trust me?’ At what point will she have faith in my abilities? ‘It’s not that?’ ‘Then what is it?’ She looks around as if physically looking for an answer. ‘I trust you, of course I do.’ It’s a lie and it’s obvious. I throw my hands up in exasperation. ‘Xena, am I a part of your family or not?’ ‘Of course you are.’ She struggles up to her feet reaching out to me, but I keep my distance. ‘Then why do you still treat me like a sidekick?’ A simple question that should have a simple answer. ‘I don’t know.’ She practically whispers. Not the simple answer I was looking for. I sigh, might as well give up for now. Why argue with a pregnant woman? ‘Gabrielle wait.’ There’s a pained look on her face. ‘I don’t rely on people, it’s not what I do.’ ‘But Xena.’ She puts her hand up, stopping me mid sentence. ‘But you’re not just anybody.’ She looks away for a second. ‘I’m afraid for my baby, I’m afraid for you.’ Her eyes are beginning to water, a tear or two manages to fall. I give up my stubbornness moving towards her, wiping the tears that are staining her cheeks. ‘Xena, it’s ok.’ ‘No it’s not.’ She grasps my hand with both of hers. ‘You are my family, I love you. I should rely on you more than I do, but it takes time.’ ‘Xena I just want to be able to protect you and the baby.’ I shake my head at her. ‘I know, and I love you for that.’ Her hand caresses my face and she looks intently at me. ‘I promise to try harder.’ I sigh and stare at her a moment. ‘Sit down so I can finish.’ She looks confused. ‘Come on, sit down.’ I smile and help her back down, then pour some more oil into my hands. ‘Now give me your arm.’ She holds it out to me. Starting from her shoulder I run my fingers down her arm, applying just enough pressure to relieve any tension. Her eyes close, a sigh parts her lips. ‘Good?’ ‘Uh huh.’ Her head nods but her eyes remain closed. Sometimes I wonder whenever Ares pops up; will she accept his advances? Could I lose all this to the God of War? I trust her, I do, but sometimes she doesn’t seem so certain about him. I don’t really question it but, I still worry. Maybe I’m just paranoid. ‘What?’ Xena’s voice brings me out of my thoughts. ‘Huh?’ ‘Whats wrong?’ I contemplate whether or not I actually want to tell her. Avoiding her eyes I act focused on her arm. ‘Gabrielle?’ Her hand tilts my chin up to face her. ‘Xena, do you love Ares?’ She gasps and sputters, face widening with surprise. ‘What!?’ ‘It’s just sometimes I don’t think you hate him as much as you say.’ ‘Gabrielle that’s crazy, it’s Ares.’ Ares; that should be explanation enough shouldn’t it? I simply shrug. ‘He’s an egomaniacal ass. Why, why, why.’ She’s sputtering, apparently unable to find the words to finish her statement. ‘Well I mean if you do..’ She grasps my shoulders, shaking me slightly. Her grip is tight and a little painful. ‘Are you insane!? Did you eat something, are you sick?’ She looks me up and down with a crazed look in her eyes. ‘It’s just a question.’ I’m pretty sure if I try to move she’ll pull my arms off. I like my arms, they can be pretty useful. Confusion begins to replace the crazed look. ‘Gabrielle I..I..’ She looks up as if asking the Gods for help. ‘Everything we’ve been through, I could never..’ She trails off, looking slightly hurt. ‘Sorry, it was just a question.’ ‘A stupid question!’ She spits out. Xena struggles to her feet and begins to rummage for her clothes. I lean back on my elbows, just watching. I’m suddenly knocked over when a bundle hits my face. ‘Here. It was going to be a surprise, but since I seem to hate you so much.’ She’s angrily pulling on her clothes, mumbling to herself. I’m a bit shocked but I untie the bundle. ‘I got it at the last town. I thought you might like it.’ ‘Xena its beautiful.’ I stand, letting the dress unfurl from the bundle. Xena is still grumbling and mumbling. I try to touch her shoulder but she shrugs my hand off. Like I said, never argue with a pregnant woman. ‘Look Xena, I’m sorry.’ No response. ‘You’re my best friend first and foremost. I just want to make sure your happy.’ Her jaw is clenching like crazy. ‘It’s beautiful, thank you.’ I can’t seem to get a truce called. She turns, an evil look spreading across her face. Crap. Xena suddenly advances on me, shoving me roughly against a tree. ‘Xena..’ I don’t get a chance to finish, her mouth crushes against mine. She bites my lip, thrusts her tongue in my mouth, and basically tries to suck the life from me. When I think I’m about to pass out she pulls away. My lips red and slightly sore. ‘Don’t ever ask me that again.’ Her eyes scan my body briefly before she stomps off. ‘So I’ll just cook something then.’ I call after her because that is the only thing that seems to come to my mind.While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. 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