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Green Eyes Killer	By : Isabelle_Jennings Category: DC Verse Comics > Batman Views: 3964 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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PART 11: UNEXPECTED
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--- CATALINA ---
Later, in the afternoon, Lina gathered around the television with her new... well, she didn't want to say gang of terrorists, but she knew that's probably what they'd be labeled after today if anyone found out it was them behind this. M'gann, Viv (who everyone but her seemed to call 'Ivy' now), Silver St. Cloud, Talia Head, Lilhy, and her.
News was just coming in about the attack. Footage of police cars and emergency vehicles pulling in, cordoning off the area, evacuating people from the lower floors of the building and the surrounding area. The news anchor was calling this an act of domestic terrorism. The whole scene playing out in front of her, it sent a chill through her. In her head, she'd known this was the sort of thing Viv was heading towards doing. She'd known that; but, seeing it for real like this... She couldn't help but think 'this is wrong'. That there just had to be... some better way. She was an attorney; a damn good one. She'd worked for NPOs mostly; did a year with social services out of college. She knew the system didn't work a lot of the time, and obviously not at all for what Viv was after. Justice for plants. Which would, as a happy consequence, also save the human race from extension if things went on the way they were going. She did realize that. All the new memories inside her told her that clearly. But the part of her that was just... her; that part just was... very averse to this whole situation.
She kind of wanted to run away and just forget all of this ever happened--forget about Viv Isley and everything to do with her--even though she did find herself kind of wanting to be friends with her again somehow. And she might have done that; she might have snuck off, gotten Derick and Tim (though how she'd manage to stop Derick from coming after Viv again, she had no idea), and left... If it weren't for M'gann. How she felt about her. She'd never... never felt even close to this... intensely, about someone before. She'd thought what she'd had with Derick Grayson had been true love, but now she realized it had just been... comfort, and maybe lust too; because, really, if there was another man on the planet who looked better with his clothes off, or was better in bed, she'd seriously like to meet him. But, and this was such a crazy thing, if she compared that in her head--as great as it felt to be with him, as addictive as that smile of his could be--if she compared the feeling of it, with just the feeling she got when M'gann touched her cheek and looked into her eyes the way she did, there... there just wasn't any comparison for her. M'gann just seemed to... touch something, deep inside her, that made her come alive more than she'd even known was possible--gave her this feeling, this glow, like magic. It was just so... And she knew her, so completely well; she still remembered what it was like to believe for a while that she -was- her. She remembered all the struggles M'gann went though, and how she had such a completely beautiful soul inside her; that it just couldn't be hidden away, not even among all the social pressures, ridicule, and rejection she'd suffered through growing up. How, even with everything she'd gone through, at her core, she was still just the same, at heart. So much... joy, just wishing so hard to get out. She knew how--she knew she could make herself believe that she was M'gann again any time she wanted--lose herself in that. And, in fact she was, actually, slowly, letting parts of M'gann's memories and personality, parts of Shelley and Nina and Artemis and even G'yal, M'gann's first mate, seep into her primary self. She knew how to do that now; how to integrate parts of the memories and feelings she had inside her, partitioned away separately from her own memories and feelings, and make them part of her--just pick and chose. She kind of thought, if she made herself... better--gave herself more of Artemis's traits especially--then maybe she'd have a better chance at winning M'gann for herself. That, and she liked it--liked how it felt to... expand her mind--feel someone else's feelings, remember someone else's life. It made her feel... less alone; more secure in herself. For instance, she'd never been with a woman before, but M'gann, Shelley, Nina, G'yal--they were all lesbians, and Artemis had been bisexual, but had mostly been with women. She remembered every time they'd made love--every touch, every feeling--almost as though she'd experienced them herself. If she really took those memories inside her, made them a part of her, then it was just like that, to where she honestly couldn't tell very easily it hadn't been her living them--just, as someone else. And it felt so good; so amazing. She remembered making love to M'gann and being M'gann being made love to at the same time. And she wanted, more than anything, to make memories of her own like that--to be able to remember her own fingers, her own lips, skin, everything against M'gann's--to have her look at her the way she remembered her looking at Artemis. Well, she wanted that without being so out of her head mind-drunk that she couldn't remember it properly. So, really, if she had to be labeled a terrorist to have even a chance at that, she was willing to. It was for a good cause, after all. She knew, Lex Luthor was about as evil a scum bag as there was in the world--she wasn't exactly going to lose sleep over his death or anything. And she did want to try to be friends with Viv again, if she were honest. Despite everything.
So she'd stay. Of course she would. She was in this; she knew she was--knew she had to be--that her heart wouldn't let her not be. She was here; right now. And right now, she was sitting next to M'gann, trying not to think about the fact that she was sitting next to M'gann. It was hard not to think about being this close to her. She itched to just reach over and take M'gann's hand in hers. It would just be a small thing, really; it wouldn't mean M'gann was cheating on Artemis or anything. Except, she knew M'gann wouldn't see it that way. She'd just gotten M'gann to open up to her again; see her as, she guessed as something like a friend, and she didn't want to risk losing that. M'gann would close herself off to her again is she were even that forward with her. It was kind of torturous. She just wanted to climb on M'gann's lap and kiss her senseless; push her down, make love to her, hear her say her name, not anyone else's... She stubbornly clenched her fists and tried to distract herself by listening to what the news anchor was saying on TV. The -cute- news anchor, she considered. Huh, she thought to herself, watching the woman on TV more avidly now; thankful for the distraction. The way her lips moved when she talked; her eyes, the way her hair fell around her face in such a pleasing way that just made Lina want to reach out and touch it. She'd never had these sorts of feelings before--not as herself at least--not before what Viv did to her. Just idly checking out another woman because she was hot.
Then the news anchor, Angela Chen it said her name was on the bottom of the screen, told her audience she was just getting a report in: Lex Luthor was alive--he'd survived somehow. Everyone else that had been at his party was dead, but he was alive somehow.
"Damn it!" Viv stood up and looked like she wanted to throw something at the TV, but Silver got up too and went to her; which seemed to calm her down instantly. Which caused an immediate surge of jealousy in Lina. She wanted to be that person for M'gann; she wanted what Viv and Silver had.
"How bad is this, do we think?" Lina asked out loud, wanting to be useful. Supportive. If this was what M'gann was doing, who her circle of friends were becoming, she wanted to be included. Needed to be.
"There's no way to know." Talia replied.
"Potentially very, very bad." M'gann spoke. "Even J'onn and his mate are careful of him. We need to strike again, fast. I should do it."
Ivy looked to M'gann; their eyes met. Ivy closed her eyes and lowered her head; acceding that M'gann was right. "Thank you." Ivy met her eyes again. "I know, this is my cause and..."
"Shh." M'gann stilled Ivy's lips with her thumb; touching her cheek gently with her hand. "It's alright. We're... We're friends." M'gann told with a little of a trusting smile, turning and fading away into this air.
"M'gann..." Lina called after her softly, getting up and moving after her a step, but then stopping and looking over at Viv, unable to help narrowing her eyes at her. "She better not be hurt." She accused, turning and leaving the room. Wanting to be alone right then. She was worried; the idea of M'gann putting herself in danger--it just scared her. Even though she knew how strong the woman she was in love with was; it still scared her. She hated it.
"Lina, wait." She got a little ways down the hallway before she heard Viv call after her.
Lina stopped, but didn't turn around. Viv came around in front of her and touched her chin, tilting her head up a little so their eyes met. "What do you want, Viv?" Lina asked, a little guardedly; feeling like she was shaking a little inside, and feeling a little insecure about herself with Viv looking at her like that for some reason. Somehow not able to help the feeling that she used to get when Viv looked at her like that back when they were best friends in college; that Viv knew every dark little secret in her head and she just never let on. She'd actually kind of liked that look back then; now it was just kind of disconcerting in that it kind of made her want to kiss her, not make a joke like she used to do when Viv looked at her like that, and she didn't quite know how to handle that.
"You're mad at me." Viv offered, a little of a question in her voice.
Lina sighed and tried to let go of the tension that had been building up inside her. "What if I am?" She challenged.
"I want to, um, get you to not be?" Viv asked in that endearingly helpless way she always used to use on her to get her to forgive her for something or do what she wanted or whatever.
Lina smiled a little. "Yeah, well, I also kind of want to fuck you, which I didn't used to, so it's a little confusing."
"Huh, and to think of all the times I wanted you to say something like that to me." Viv observed a little softly.
"Yeah, well, it seems like I'm newly lesbian, so, whatever. And I'm not in love with you; not, um, well, I guess... damn it Viv, I hate feeling like this!" She shrugged off Viv's hands and backed away, leaning against the wall and looking at the other side of the hallway. "I'm scared for her." She confessed softly.
"You're in love--of course you're scared for her." Viv tried to comfort her in a gentle voice that sent a few shivers though Lina's whole body, Viv standing in front of her and taking both her hands in hers. "She'll be okay. You have to trust she will."
Lina met her eyes and sighed again. "Thanks." She offered back softly.
"Still friends?" Viv asked, sounding a little unsure of herself and vulnerable.
"...Still friends." Lina agreed reluctantly.
"Good. I'm relieved." Viv replied.
"Blah, blah." Lina smiled a little, saying something she used to say to Viv from before to break the tension, letting go of Viv's hands and looking into her eyes a little.
"Right, blah... You really wanted to fuck me?" Viv asked with a little of a crooked smile.
Lina felt her cheeks flush a little. "You're not going to let me forget I said that, are you?"
"Uh-uh." Viv smiled. "So, how bad is this yearning of yours anyway?"
"Yearning? You really just said yearning?" Lina teased.
"I really did." Viv countered. "So? Spill."
Lina looked at the way her friend's eyes were dancing, the way she was smiling like she knew everything, and she couldn't help it, she kissed her. A little tentatively at first, then she got into it, and backed Viv up against the wall with a little of a thud. Viv was noticeably surprised, but she didn't resist--she kissed her back. Lina found herself groping Viv too, feeling her body press into hers; it sent shocks of feeling through her--much stronger than she'd expected. She stopped and pulled herself away from Viv.
Their eyes met and held, nether spoke.
Viv touched her lips, like she couldn't quite believe that what had just happened, had just happened.
"Damn it!" Lina closed her eyes and grit her teeth, turning and running away down the hall. This time she didn't hear Viv call after her and tell her to wait up, though she kind of wished she had.
"Fuck..." She spoke in a whisper, closing the door of her room and leaning against it, letting herself slide down to the floor to sit. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck..." She tangled her hands in her hair and started to cry.
After a while, she got up and walked to the bed. "I don't want her, I want M'gann." She told herself. "I don't want her, I don't." She repeated, going to sit against the headboard of the bed.
And it was still true; she was in love with M'gann-- crazy in love with her. But, now she couldn't deny that she... She had real feelings for Viv too. "And they're both taken." She muttered to herself in disgust. "I must really be messed up. Probably my karmic debt for hating Talia over Lilhy. It would just figure." She muttered in defeat.
She looked at the bed in front of her, where she'd first really met M'gann M'orzz. She'd met her a few times before that, of course; but they hadn't more than exchanged pleasantries, really. She tried to think what she'd thought of her, and she couldn't remember at first, so she used some Martian memory techniques to bring the memory up. She'd thought... she'd thought 'she looks sad, I wonder why?' Now, of course, she knew; and now, of course, she was sad too.
--- IVY ---
Ivy just stood there against the wall, watching Lina run away from her. She looked down at her hands then, which had been around Lina's waist. She kind of felt like she was in shock. She hadn't really thought... They'd bantered about it, there had been flirting--but she hadn't really thought Lina was serious about it. Not really. She swallowed a lump in her throat and felt like she might cry, so she tried very hard not to. "Damn... damn, darn, damn it..." She muttered to herself, touching her lips again.
This wasn't a small thing to her; it would be stupidly delusional of her to tell herself it ever could be. Catalina Flores had -kissed- her. Not just a small kiss either, a kiss that said 'I want to take you to bed and have my way with you... for a week.' Her heart was racing, her skin felt warm. She'd told herself she was over this, but it was so obvious she wasn't. She was in love with her, she always had been--maybe always would be. She looked ahead of her and saw the door to the room where Silver was probably waiting for her. She froze; felt guilty--had no idea what she was supposed to do next.
Then the feeling passed and she walked fast back to the room, back to Silver. When she came in the door, Silver was sitting there on the couch, curled up in the corner, absently stroking the leaves of the plant next to the couch and looking lost in thought; the TV still on in the background. Her lover seemed to really notice her then, and turn, their eyes met, and Ivy knew Silver knew something was wrong. They didn't have that... When Silver had been so thoroughly wrapped up under her influence the last day or so, the link they'd had had been so intense. It was still there of course; they still knew where each other were at all times, and there was still a very definite connection there... It was just... This thing in the background with them; like they just... knew each other somehow, the way one plant would know another, except a little different. "Silver I... Um, where did the others go?" She asked, walking over to turn off the TV then going over to her.
"Out to the garden. Lilhy wanted to meet Raul and Gustav." The two men were out in the yard, looking after Nina and Shelley. They'd moved Nina out there and put her beside Shelley, hoping that would help somehow. "Apparently she's never met a gay couple before--at least not socially; as hard as that is to imagine in this day and age."
"Huh, that's um... That's..." Ivy was unsure what to do now; she met Silver's eyes and was deathly scared. She didn't want to lose her. Violently, primally, didn't want that. Just seriously thinking of the possibility made her feel sick, and a little dizzy. "Silver, I..." She couldn't say it. She just couldn't.
Silver got up off the couch though, and came over to her and kissed her. Pressing their bodies together, so close--her hands--Ivy just responded on instinct; deep, familiar, beautiful instinct. Silver was hers. That had become essential truth to her. It had to be. Had to. She let herself get a little lost in the kiss; felt herself relax some, and start to feel a lot better--a lot more centered and able to think rationally. "Whatever it is..." Silver answered softly, just a breath away, after breaking off the kiss. "It won't change that we'll always be together... So just tell me."
Ivy met her eyes, and couldn't help but trust and do what Silver asked. "Lina kissed me; in the hallway. I... I let her."
Silver looked surprised, but she smiled a little, which surprised Ivy more. "How was it?" She asked a little playfully, a look in her eyes that also spoke of that sharp intellect of hers doing some quick assessments.
"...I..." Ivy narrowed her eyes a little at Silver. "Why aren't you mad at me?" She asked, little angry that her lover apparently wasn't angry about this.
"Why would I be? You're still mine, aren't you?" Silver asked, subtly almost daring Ivy to say otherwise. Ivy also suddenly got the feeling that Silver was being like this probably -because- she was more upset with her than she was letting on. She didn't like playing this game though, not at all.
"Of course I am." Ivy promised a little icily. "I fuck well always will be--that's not the point."
Silver met her gaze daringly. "It is for me." She answered, her voice becoming more heart-felt. "I know it's... really an issue for you; but for me... Honestly, it's really not... As long as I know I still have you." She told her softly. "Besides... I have an idea of what she means to you. And that matters a lot."
Hearing Silver say that, it hurt, it just did. She couldn't help it. She thought back to Hailey, and how she was on the other side now. Only, she was still the one to blame, wasn't she? But even if Silver was unfaithful to her back one day, she wouldn't be Hailey in this equation; she wasn't about to leave Silver--certainly not over something like this. If... if that's how Silver felt, she could live with that. Maybe... maybe things between them would change, if she just gave it time. Maybe all Silver needed was more time. And it wasn't like she really had any ground to stand on at the moment either, she had to admit. What with the kiss she'd let happen.
Ivy sighed. "I'm sorry..." She offered, leaning her forehead against Silver.
"Don't be. I... I like that you feel this way about me. It... It means... everything to me." She admitted softly, moving in closer. "Besides, you're cute when you swear like that and look so helpless, not knowing what to say."
Ivy smiled at that, and nuzzled Silver's neck, giving her a soft, chaste kiss. "I love you so much."
"...And... how do you feel about her, then? About Lina?" Silver asked without judgment.
Ivy turned her head to the side and walked past Silver to go sit on the couch; Silver immediately following and sitting beside her, leaning against her in a way that said she was still very much in love and that nothing at all was wrong between them for her, which did make Ivy feel much better (if still somewhat cast adrift).
"You can tell me." Silver prompted again, kissing her chin and snuggling up to her more.
"I know, it's just... I, I honestly didn't know I still had these... These kinds of feelings for her. I swear--I would have told you if I'd known..." She promised.
"And... What are these feelings, exactly?" Silver asked, sounding a little uneasy now. Which, strangely, made Ivy feel much better.
"...I... I don't think I've ever stopped being in love with her." She admitted softly. "I don't know if I ever could..."
"...Oh." Silver answered just as softly.
"I'm not going to do anything about it." Ivy told her, turning and guiding Silver's chin up so their eyes met. "And I... No one--I've never loved anyone, not even her, as much as I love you, Silver St. Cloud. I'd always choose you, alight? Always."
"...And I'll always chose you." Silver promised, moving in to kiss her. "Never doubt that, Ivy... Never..." She promised softly between kisses. The kiss turned into more touching and Silver got up and took her clothes off while Ivy watched then climbed onto her lap and pushed her down onto her back.
Ivy caught a glimpse of Silver's eyes then, and she felt so much better. So relieved, just so incredibly relieved. What she had with Silver was strong, as strong as she'd hoped even--even if perhaps not in the way she'd assumed it would be--and that made her feel so good she didn't have words for it.
Silver's lips left hers and she started taking Ivy's clothes off, Ivy helping; then Silver started kissing her neck. One of Silver's hands found one of Ivy's tits and then Silver's mouth was on her other tit, suckling and nipping at her nipple. Ivy gently held her head and bit her lip a little as she felt herself arch her back and close her eyes; her body just coming so very alive at her lover's touch. When Silver touched her, everything was beautiful, and the world seemed perfect--because the world, for her, was them, and the green flowing through them, and the sunlight and air and warmth of the world under them.
"Oh, Silver, yes..." Ivy breathed as Silver switched tits and snuggled into her body again. Ivy held her close, her eyes open and going unfocused. She didn't really pay attention to what her eyes saw, just how Silver was making her feel. Soon, Silver let go of her tit and kissed her again, hungrily--her hand sliding down between them and finding Ivy's sex--her fingers tracing her opening, feeling it wet and ready for her, then dipping her fingers in a little way, sending, warm, delicious feelings of pleasure through her. Her lover was being delicate, but she knew just how to touch her to make her melt.
"I want you in me, too..." Silver broke off their kissing long enough to whisper into her ear.
Ivy moaned; Silver's voice making her feel even more turned on. She obediently slid her hand from Silver's lower back, around between them, finding her sex spread, dripping wet, and waiting for her. She slid her finger inside and Silver gave a little gasp of pleasure.
"Yes, just like that..." Silver breathed, starting to kiss Ivy's neck and nip a little at her ear.
They soon fell into a gentle rhythm between them, both of them trying to draw this out longer. Silver stopped kissing her and just lay her head against the sofa next to her. Holding Ivy's shoulder with her hand, she moved that had to Ivy's face, caressing her. Ivy nipped at her thumb and took it into her mouth for a bit, her own free hand now on the back of Silver's head. Their breathing came faster and Ivy knew she couldn't hold on all that much longer; she could hardly even think anymore. She'd been trying to memorize every touch, every sensation, everything about this, but she just couldn't focus anymore. Then Silver raised herself up with her hand and looked down into her eyes and Ivy had to tell herself to breathe, it was such a profound thing. Ivy just kept looking back into those eyes, full of love and trust, passion, and so many emotions and feelings that just thrilled her. Nether spoke, they just breathed together, their fingers pleasing each other as they moved in sync with thoughtless ease. Soon the were climaxing together and Silver closed her eyes and cried out; so did Ivy. There was no way to tell really, how long the orgasm went--it was just bliss--and then Silver was collapsing on top of her and Ivy was holding her close and it was so perfect.
They lay there a little while, Ivy stroking Silver's hair. "Ivy... Really... I'm yours, and you're mine, remember? I believe in that, more than I do anything else at this point... I believe our love is more than strong enough to share it with other women. So, if you... If you want Lina as a lover--if you -love- her like I know you do--then you have my complete blessing to pursue it. I... I actually kind of like the idea, honestly. She's part of your past, part of you in a way... And besides, if you love her, I'll fall in love with her too. I'm sure... If you don't though--if you want it to be just us for the rest of our lives--well, I certainly wouldn't have a problem with -that- either... Not at all..." She smiled softly to her.
Ivy looked up at the ceiling, silent. Would she want that? Would she? Part of her was a little thrilled at the idea, but another part dreaded it--felt it was such a very bad idea. And how Silver was being about this, she honestly wasn't sure what to make of it. Silver was just being... so devoted to her again. In a small way, she could almost believe nothing had really changed between them at times, except it was so obvious it had changed, so much. And it was so much better too. She'd been right; it was so much better, having Silver really, freely hers--no strings. Even though it was proving to be harder, more complicated perhaps... She felt fulfilled in a way she'd never felt before in her life--not even when things were at their best with Hailey. Which meant she had so much to lose. What should she do?
"I need... I need time to think about it." Ivy answered finally.
"Mm, okay." Silver agreed easily, getting up a little and cupping Ivy's chin gently, guiding her so their eyes met again. "It's not a major issue for me, either way, alright? I want you to know that... There's not a chance you could lose me over something like this; there's just not." She closed her eyes and swallowed, bringing her hand to Ivy's chest, over her heart, and taking one of Ivy's hands and moving it to her own heart. "It's this that matters--that we're linked, here. That I'll... That I'll always be in love with you, and you'll always be in love with me--no matter what. Because I will Ivy--no matter what you do, or... or who you kiss in what hallway." She smiled. "I'll still be in love with you--I'll still want you. Want to be with you. Because, in my heart, I trust you... You've earned that from me. That and more. It's the same for you, isn't it?" She asked, such and open and vulnerable, and trusting look in her eyes.
"I..." Ivy was having trouble remembering to breathe again. "Yes, yes of course it is!" She spoke eagerly. "Yes--world of yes." She kissed her and kissed her again, her heart feeling like a giant weight had been lifted from it that she hadn't known she'd been carrying. Because the thing was, when Silver said that, Ivy believed it--really believed it--just trusted it... completely, and knew in her heart that she was being told the truth. And that was the one thing in all the world she had wanted so badly to know. And now she did.
They made love again a few times and Ivy was left feeling... the best she had felt in her entire life, really.
Oh, she was still worried about the future--the planet, the green, M'gann, Luthor, al Ghul, etc..., but she wasn't worried about losing Silver anymore, and that... That was the best feeling she'd ever had... to know that, where it mattered the most for her, she stood on sure, solid ground.
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