ForevaXena's FanFic . . .

DISCLAIMER: Parental Guidance is suggested. Same sex relation is in the works. Xena and Gabrielle are not mine. They belong to MCA, and no copyright infringements are intended.

P.S. Other Characters are mine, such as: Mayo, Slade, Shane, and Lieutenant Marks, which will be described in detail with following parts. Provided my sponsors approve. Xena (Xora - Xor), Gabrielle (Brie) names were changed to unfold the tale.

Note: This was my first attempt at Uber fiction. It was Linda that suggested I try. So what the heck, I tried. I hope it's acceptable. Thanks for the challenge Linda. A few alterations have been made from the original posting. I hope they are acceptable and the story reads more smoothly.

Summary: A new commander is assigned to a Women’s training command. She’s never had the pleasure of working with a battalion complete with women. But hay, there’s a first time for everything. The first day she is there she instantly lay eyes upon the most fascinating creature around. A strawberry blonde, medium build, immaculate dressed Gunnery Sergeant. From that moment on the commander is driven...driven to make that woman her own.

To The man up top and ALL of THE WEB MISTRESSES that graciously allowed LB to camp out at your places...I thank you. I won’t try to name you all, but I am truly grateful. To BOTH, the beta’s that quickly dove in to help, Jennis and Niiicki, I certainly thank you. We have a long way to go, but if we do it right, it should certainly be enjoyable. (Smile)

Written and Copyrighted by: LB Anderson

March 18, 1999 Re-revised: October 18, 2000

"Com'on Joy you're burning daylight." Xora called back to her friend. Each morning they would start out the day with a nice three mile run, and each morning Joy managed to be the last one to finish.

"Let's go back and haggle her. You know she just doing this to twist our nipples. If she can run a mile and a half under twelve minutes she can definitely finish three miles way within the forty minutes she ALWAYS takes." Troy snapped.

"Troy, I know what she's doing and as long as she does this every morning I know I can keep her PFT (physical fitness test) under that twelve minutes. If she can run three to five miles daily, I'm sure a mile and a half will be no problem for her." Xora stated looking over at her friend with a crooked grin and raised eyebrow.

"Alright, but she's your baby I'll meet you back at the barracks, then we can chat about new acquaintances and new friends." Troy winked and bolted away from her friend like a streak of lightning.

Xora smiled as she watched her friend disappear like a puff of smoke. Troy was a head shorter than Xor, muscular yet femininely proportioned. She was a perfect prospect for the U.S. Women Weight Lifting Competition. Her complexion was a shimmering gold. She had firm perky breasts that stood at attention even in her sleep.  Actually Troy was quite stunning, yet she was also a little vixen and untouchable to many.

"Joy, everyone is leaving us." Xor shouted as her other comrade's Rayan and Sharonda ran by and tapped her on her backside. Joy was slightly taller than Xora. She stood about six two, but she would probably be taller if she didn't slump when she walked. She was scraggly in form. All her uniforms had to be tailored to fit her unusual shape. Joy had a slim torso, medium ice cream scoop size breasts, and an eye-catching backside. Of course, her slacks had to be altered to accommodate that well endowed rear asset of hers and her eighteen-inch waist. And she was nearly all legs, over three fourths of her body were those long lanky limbs. Although she didn't have the posture of Ms. America, she was still pleasant to look at.

"Joy." Xor called out before dropping back to run along side her friend.

"Joy, I'm going to kick your ass if I get back to the barracks and they have drank all the beer. Do you get my drift." Joy looked down into Xora's stern features and gulped.

"Alright, Alright," She muttered while gradually widening her strides. As soon as the others took a seat on the stairs of the barracks they caught sight of Xora and Joy.

Rayan laughed. "Y'all know Xora probably threatened to beat the slop out of her if she didn't get here in time to get a beer, don't cha." "Uh-huh," they all responded with a smirk. "Look at how fast they're approaching. "Yeah, Xora’s got her pumping it out." Sharonda retorted engulfed by the intense work out Xora was issuing on their sometimes slothful friend.

"Com'on Joy," Troy shouted as she leaped off the stairs. They were still about a half a mile out. The rest of them joined in. Cheering their friends in. Knowing the last five blocks were going to be the most vigorous part of the exercise for Joy. But with encouragement, she wouldn't even feel what Xora mental tactics were doing to her body till later.

The women were clapping and screaming continuously now. "Com'on Joy, push it."

Troy shouted. "I think we might have one more beer here for Xora if you hurry."

"Ah, look at her pump it now." Sharonda said giggling. Joy leaned forward against the gentle breeze and her strides became more confident and fluent. Her body glistened from the thin sheet of perspiration appearing on her skin now.

Sharonda crouched down into a squatting position, supporting herself by an outstretched arm and watched Xora coach their friend to the finish. No one was worried about Xora completing the run. They knew their Martial Arts Expert could match any pace. Yet, every one was simply infatuated with Joy's performance. Xora seemed to always persuade her to give her best, and she does each and every time.

As they pulled up into the driveway, the women continued to praise Joy. The tall lieutenant ran past her cheering section and collapsed on the steps, which she always does, and Xora would go over, pull her up, and tell her to walk it off.

Just like she did today and every day.

"J-o-y," walk it off," Xor chastised as Troy handed her a beer. Everyone watched Joy cool down, which was usually entertaining since she always whimpered, muttered and staggered around like a drunken chicken. She hated anything physically challenging, but was extremely good at it given the right incentive.

"So," Troy began, bringing everyone's attention back to her and Xora. "Tell us.  Have you found a new plaything yet?"

"Troy, you are sooo damn nosy." Xora quipped.

"I know, but it's never bothered you in the past. Ah, we do have a new interest. Only this time, you seem kind of defensive with my questioning.  Now...let me guess, why is that?" Troy asked comically.

"She must really like her," Joy panted. Troy snapped her head around and blankly stared at Joy before slowly turning her focus back around to her old time friend.

Troy and Xora had been stationed together from their very first assignment overseas. She watched Xora grow from an unemotional Medusa to the woman she sees before her today. Yeah, Xora had definitely changed and it was for the best. There were times that Troy had threatened to kill Xor herself, because of the reckless way she was living. She would be from one woman to the other. Only using them for her pleasure. And she obviously wasn't concerned with neither of the women she was with, or their welfare. She didn't care rather they lived or died after she was through with them. Except this one young lady that Xora pretended to court and finally swindle her virginity from her.

Troy thought that it was then that Xora had a change of heart. Shortly after that supposedly courtship, Xora modified her entire disposition. That was when Troy noticed the transition. She had always wished Xor would one day see the error of her ways and revamp her life style. Troy was relieved when she did. Xora was so much more than the uncouth harlot others thought of her as.

"Ah, I think you are right Joy. She must like her a lot. I haven't ever known you to be so remote with your new girl friends. Is she pretty?" Troy asked, really examining her friend's facial features now. If anyone knew Xora was lying it would be her. Captain Black, soon to be Major Black, sighed heavily and tilted her head.

"You are not going to leave me alone about this are you?"

"Hell Nah," Rayan returned curtly.

"Spit it out, what does she look like?"

"She is pretty right?" Sharonda implied as she nudged through the lofty figures standing before her. She was the most compact of them all, medium built, well equipped on the female parts, dark curly hair and dark eyes.

"She is more than pretty. She must be spellbinding. Look at how her eyes are glowing. This woman must be an answer to her prayers. She's blushing." Joy stated as she stood back from everyone observing her friend.

"Shut up Joy, I may still kick your ass." Joy snorted while heading over to the steps to sit down.

"Com'on over and tell us about your new lady love." Joy encouraged, patting the space next to her.  

Xora plopped down among her inquisitive friends and described Gabrielle and her friends to hers. She described to them how the small gunny made her feel when they were together. She explained her encounter with Slade and how she admired her for being such a loyal friend and she explained the party and how nervous she was at first. Her infatuation with the little drill instructor was so descriptive that it left her friends in utter surprised. Once she finished, their mouths were still open. Xora had never taken to anyone like this. She was so artistic with her examination of her new intended and her feelings that another rounds of drinks were required to stomach the contents.

"Wow, you are really taken with her. She HAS to be something special. I wish you luck girl, because the good ones are hard to fine and even more difficult to hold on to. But if it is growing into love, for which I'm seeing right now.  It'll weather the storm. Of course, you know you will certainly have to hold tight and fight for it." Troy coached. Staring sincerely into Xora's eyes.

Xora took in a shaky breath and nodded her head in acknowledgement.  Gabrielle was special and Xor was willing to do whatever was necessary to win her love.

"Damn Troy, that struck me right here," Sharonda said, laying her hand over her heart and bowing her head.

"Hay Joy, toss me another." She screamed after giving her friend that brief sign of respect. Everyone laughed mentally drifting back into the jovial bonding they usually shared after PT (Physical Training).

"Whew," Rayan gasped after taking a whiffed of her underarms.

"We better get in the showers soon before The MP's (Military Police) arrest us for indecent assault on the public."

"She's right," Xora stated while reclaiming her original height.

"Afterwards we can discuss what we are going to do this evening."

"Hay, what about your little ladylove. What is she doing tonight? You're not going out with her?" Sharonda questioned.

"No I'm not. Her and her drill instructor pals are having a sleep over this weekend." Xora replied.

"What, and you're alright with that? Usually you are jealous as hell, and don't trust any one you're interested in around others. Boy this IS a new you." Joy paused in her questioning just long enough to shoot her friend a playful glare from under her crinkled nose.

"J-o-y," Xora announced loudly over the cat purrs she was currently receiving. Joy broke away from the whirring huddle and sprinted toward her quarters. Xora and the others quickly followed.

Later in the evening, the opinionated friends finally decided where to go. They all piled into Troy's 1966-pointed tail, Candy Apple Red convertible Cadillac and headed toward the base theater. Once there they all decided to go see Bram Stoker's Vampire movie.

They huddled outside right in front of the entrance waiting for Sharonda to get their tickets. Meanwhile, another group of ladies was waiting for one of their friends to purchase their tickets.

"Wow would you look at that. Uh, all the finest women alive must be stationed on this base." Troy drawled as her gaze fell upon a tantalizing delight.

Xora turned and looked right into Slade's face. Xora returned her approval of her friend's statement and headed over to the group.

"Well, commander I see SOMEONE persuaded you to get out."

"Ah Slade, tactful as usual, huh? These are my friends, Joy, Rayan, and Troy. Guys, this is Gabrielle's friends, which by the way where is she?"

"She's getting the tickets," Slade returned unconsciously. Her and Troy had a silent form of communication going on with their eyes.

"Well, just in case you all are interested, this is Slade, Shane, and Mayo. See ya." Xora said while heading over to the line.

Gabrielle was standing behind Sharonda and didn't noticed when Xora stepped quietly in the line.  Hands quickly yet gently covered her eyes. The gesture was done so calmly that Gabrielle wasn't startled at all.

"Guess who?" Xor whispered.

Gabrielle lifted her chin slightly and tilted her head appearing puzzled by the intruder.

"Well," she began softly.

"Your hands are gentle, yet strong. Your perfume is Poison and I literally mean that and your palms are sweaty. Kind of like mine is right now. And only one person at this point and time can have that effect on me. So I'm going to guess it's <Gabrielle wanted to toy with the commander a little. So she decided to call one of the commander’s other friends’ name that she over heard when the commander was introducing them to Slade and the others.>

"Troy."

Xora whirled Gabrielle around so fast that she didn't see the amusing smile that was on her friend's face.

"What did you say?" Xora inquired sternly.

"Xora," Gabrielle muffled while trying to keep from laughing in the new commander's face.

"It's you." Xora gazed at her little drill instructor and snorted. Gabrielle's head fell back as her intoxicating laughter instantly drew stares.

"You little trickster, you knew it was me all along, didn't you?”

“Of course, I did. There is only one woman that can make my temperature rise, and that's you."

Xora smiled and whispered, "Ah, my little charming appetizer, you do know that I am going to get you back for this, don't you?"

"I'll look forward to it Commander." The little gunny chirped sportingly.

Each set of friends stood staring over at the Commander and her Senior Instructor as they stood cackling at something that they found funny.

"So who’s the strawberry blonde Xora's chatting with?" Troy asked while leaning into Slade.

"That's my friend Brie."

"She wouldn't be the Brie that Xora was taking about this morning is she?"

"Well, I don't know if she was talking about her, but that is what we call her." Slade finalized.

Troy turned and gazed seductively into Slade's eyes before saying, "You all are stunning beauties aren't you? I know I am really taken with what I see right now."

Slade licked her lips invitingly and whispered, "Not as much as I am." She then stepped around Troy and headed over to Brie.

Sharonda and Gabrielle gave each associate their tickets before heading toward the entrance.

"Brie," Xora called. "What are you all going to see?"

"Bram Stoker's Vampire movie." Gabrielle answered.

"We are too. Let's sit together."

"Okay," Gabrielle said, while offering Xora her hand. Xora quickly latched on and followed her little intended into the theatre.

"Well hell, I guess we all should sit together too, huh?" Troy inquired as she grabbed Slade's hand and pulled her in behind her.

The others followed in sequence like falling dominoes. Once the group was seated, Xora and Brie continued to chat after the movie had begun.

"Sssh, you two. Go outside if you want to talk." Mayo snapped quietly.

"Give my your hand," Xora asked Brie softly. The little mechanic swiftly complied. Xora crossed her legs while turning slightly and placed Brie's hand gently upon her thigh. She then draped her arm around the back of the little gunny's chair and pulled her close.

"Well," Brie hissed almost seductively, "Isn't this comfy?"

"Only the best for you little one, only the best," Xora bragged while directing her attention back to the movie. Within minutes Brie's head tipped back and rolled unto Xora's shoulder. Xora lifted Brie's head just enough to notice that the gunny was in fact asleep.

The new commander sat examining her friend's usually radiant features and gasped from the accruing dark circles forming around her eyes. Brie was exhausted. Xora glared down the row at Slade who was presently preoccupied with Troy.

"Oh Ms. Slade you are going to pay for this, all you creatures are. I bet she has been staying up every night with you hooligans. Well, this night your fun is about to come to an abrupt end. She will be spending the rest of y'all hump feast sleeping." The commander whispered to herself while shifting a little to allow Brie's head to rest easier upon her shoulder.

As the movie credits began to run Xora gently shook Brie awake.

"Have you been getting any sleep?" She asked sternly.

"Uh, well ah...it's only been two nights. I'll get some rest tonight, I promise." Brie finished, hoping that would be the end of it. But judging by the grave glance Xora was issuing, it certainly wasn't.

"I know you will, even if I have to see to it personally." The commander stated helping Brie up and out to the car.

"Brie I want you to call me when you get home okay. Call the base operator and she will give you my phone number. I'm in cottage #205, Okay."

Brie nodded her head and leaned back into the seat.

Xora stepped away from the car and scanned the area for Slade, which was by the way still flirting with Troy. Xora walked over to Slade and spun her around.

"I suppose you girls are having a gay old time over at the Gunny's huh?" Xora asked sarcastically.

"We sure are...Hay!" Slade screeched as Xora snatched her away from Troy, whom she was still trying to make goo goo eyes at.

"Now you listen to me, you horny little slug, if Brie doesn't get some rest tonight I will become like that pimple that is growing up on your forehead, your worst nightmare. You got that?"

Slade's hand immediately snapped up over the spot the Commander was insinuating.

<Damn did Troy notice it>? Slade thought before glancing back up into Xor's stern features.  She could swear, if only for a moment, she noticed steam coming out of her ears.

"Uh...yeah...sure, I thought she was getting enough rest. I...don't."

"Shut up, you ninny. I don't want to hear any of your puny excuses. If she was getting the rest she needed, why would she pass out in a crowded theatre, where people are ranting and screaming?"

"I'm sor..."

"Don't apologize just take her home and put her to bed. And, she is to call me when she gets there. So YOU make sure that she does." The new commander ordered before whirling away from Gabrielle’s childhood friend leaving her totally stunned.

<Psst, she don't scare me. Hell, I do what I want. Beside, I was going to suggest she go straight to bed any way>. She finalized before realizing Xora was dragging away her soon to be woman.

"Hay, Troy call me okay," she yelled hoping like hell she could see her again.

As soon as they were home Slade informed them that Brie had to go to bed. "Ah, was mommy not happy that her baby fell asleep in her lap?" Mayo teased while snagging her a beer out the air that Shane had tossed in her direction.

"Shut up Mayo and it wasn't her lap." Brie yawned placing her hand over her mouth.

"But you would like that wouldn't you, ya sleazy tramp. You are fortunate that I like you, otherwise I would have Shane to bludgeon you to death, you uncivilized strumpet."

Shane was the shy one of the bunch, but definitely dangerous. Her and Brie took kickboxing classes together upon their enlistment, and won several championship matches. She was Brie's height, ebony skin, dark brown eyes, and a body to die for.

"Oh, my Gosh, Somebody stop her...I think...I think she just insulted me." Mayo joked, placing the palms of her hands upon her cheeks and relaying a surprised look.

"You are lucky I'm tired, you slug. I'm going to bed." Brie announced while heading upstairs.

"Oh and don't forget to call your mommy. She'll be waiting." Mayo mocked.

"One of these days Mayo, she is going to beat up on you like your mother that ain’t had none." Slade joked while reaching for her drink.

Brie immediately headed for the phone once she was in her room. Actually, she was quite anxious. Although her and Xora hadn't known each other long, she found herself oddly missing her. She talked to the base operator and received her new commander's number. After dialing the number, she placed her cordless Garfield phone back on it's stand and replaced it with her headphone.

"Hello," Xora answered.

"Hello yourself, just checking in as you requested, satisfied."

Xor chortled and said, "Maybe not completely satisfied, but I am really glad you called. I sure would like to be there with you."

"Well, my guard dogs are positively immobilized at the moment, you could probably slip through my window." Gabrielle returned fondly.

"Um, not a bad idea. So are you prepared to go to bed?"

"Nah, not yet, I'm going to take a shower first, then turn in."

As soon as Gabrielle finished Xora heard uncontainable laughter in the background.

"Where is Slade?" She snapped. "Ah...she's," the little gunny tried to muffle the audible chuckles with her hand. "She's uh downstairs."

"Don't try to stifle the sounds Gabrielle, I can hear them. And if I can hear them, you certainly can. That means you won't be able to rest like you should. I think I'll just come over for a bit."

"Geesh, Xora there's really no need to do that, I'll be fine.

Brie's tone revealed her apprehension. She wanted Xora to spend time with her; she just didn't want it to be under these circumstances.

"Listen, in a couple of hours they'll be so drunk they won't be able to sit up straight, even less to chatter." Brie reasoned.

Xora let out an inpatient sigh. She really didn't like the idea that Brie's friends seemed to be taking advantage of her. Sure Gabrielle was angelic, but Xora was really unsure if her friends viewed it as a weakness or for what it really was. Either way, tonight if Brie allowed her, she was going to find out.

"No need to fret, I'm not coming over to bust heads. I just want to spend some time with you and ensure you rest comfortably." Xora was trying to appear pleasant and ease her new friend's anxiety. Yet she knew once she was there the crunch bunch would instantly behave.

"So you just want to come over and keep me company for a little bit, right." Brie asked quizzically.

"Oh, I don't know why limit my visit. I may feel up to staying all night if that's all right with you. You know, since I wasn't able to stay Friday. I promise not to cause any commotion. You have my word."

Gabrielle's heart leaped. Just the thought of Xor staying all night had her giddy. "All night huh." The gunny was mentally examining the prospects of that idea.

"Ah what t'a heck why not, I would love your company, com'on over." Brie approved.

"Be there in a shake," Xora confirmed before ending the called with a suggestive Bye-bye. Within an hour the rowdy instructor crew heard the doorbell ring.

"Who in the hell could that be at this hour?" Mayo slurred loud enough for Xora to hear it on the other side of the door.

"I don't know, but I'm going to kick their ass if they don't have some food." Shane kids while staggering to the door.

"Hay Shane, the door you see in the middle is the right one," Mayo yelled out as the whole bunch cackled like laying hen.

Shane finally made it over to the door and slumped against it. All the girls jumped onto the couch and prepared for the entertaining welcome Shane had promised if the person didn't have food.

"Who is it?" She cooed before muffling her beer induced laughter.

"It's a friend of Brie's." Xora returned sweetly.

"Well hell," Shane began as she struggled to hold back her laughter. "Any friend of Brie's is a friend of ours. Just let me get this door opened for you." Shane reached out for the doorknob and stumbled into the window. The too live crew crooned and clapped at her staggering performance. Shane steadied herself against the window and gave her comrades a finger sign.

"Alright now, don't make promises you can't keep." Mayo announced sternly. Shane snorted and reached for the doorknob again. This time she was able to grab hold to it and turn.

As the door slowly eased open, Shane spat in her hands and prepared for the attack. The crew eyes viewed the statuesque figure with questioning stares. They still couldn't quite place the person, but they knew their intoxicated friend might be in a little danger.

"Uh Shane, I think you better sit this one out. She looks as if she might be more than you can handle right now." Shane ignored her friend's uncertain pleas and lounged at the stranger. Xora immediately counteracted the swirling kick and issued a powerful two-fisted blow to Shane's chest sending her hurling to the floor.

The room was in awe as a startling shush fell over the room. Xora stepped inside and revealed who she was.

"Commander," Mayo said quietly. Shane scrambled to her feet and came to attention.

"My, My, My, Shane I didn't know you had it in you. If you weren't drunk off your ass you may have landed that impressive unbalanced round house kick." Even though Shane was obviously drunk as hell, she was still able to bring her body to attention. (Talk about impeccable discipline...Can I get a devil dog bark from the WM’s.)

"Rest Marine, I'm sure you need it after such a stunning performance." The commander ordered with a crooked grin. Shane slumped over and fell to her knees. The commander had knocked the breath completely out. She was folded over like a three-sided box.

"And as for the rest of you ladies, I'm going to take this time and apologize for not bringing you anything to eat. But you understand how things are when you're in a hurry to get somewhere. Especially, when you feel that something just isn't right with an intended love one. Isn't that right Slade?" The commander's eyes bored into the Sergeant's demanding an answer.

Slade rose from the sofa and prepared to explain her self.

"Xor, I asked them to be quiet, but they just wouldn't listen." She added defensively. Separating herself from her comrades, who sat stunned by her traitorous and conniving remarks.

Xora gazed from one woman to the other. Mentally displaying her disappointment. Some avoided her glance by lowering their heads and some slid down onto the sofa and turned their backs to her. Xora scowled at their disdainful responses and headed upstairs.

Right before reaching the top she turned around and said, "Oh, by the way girls, I will be staying the night per Brie's request. I trust that I won't have to leave the comforts of her bed to come and chastise you for not being considerate of others." The new commander informed.

"Are you saying that you will be sleeping with Brie?" Slade inquired while approaching Xora.

"Yes I am, but don't worry. I'll make sure she doesn't cry out too loudly." She bluffed while stepping up on the final tread.

"I told Brie sooner or later someone was going to come along and pop that slit." Mayo stated factually while nodding her head in a told you so manner.

"Shut up Mayo," Slade snapped, directing her frighten gaze back toward the commander.

"You said there wouldn't be any physical confrontations until you felt she was ready." Slade's voice was low and distressful. "You implicated that you were willing to wait for her."

Xora whirled around and looked down into Slade's melancholy eyes. She then narrowed her eyes and faintly growled. "I am not in the practice of lying. I keep my word. I am only here to ensure that the woman I intend to make mines get some sleep and only that. In the future, don't ever question my integrity Slade. I don't like it." The new commander turned and resumed her track to the Gunny's room.

"Ooh, I guess she told you," Mayo mumbled while easing out of range of Slade's angered stare.

Xora entered Brie's room and sat her night bag down. She then poked her head into the bathroom and informed the gunny of her presence. "Hay, I'll be out in a few minutes, wait for me.”

"Okay," Xora returned.

Xora was already wearing what she was going to sleep in for the night. So she ease into Brie's bed and laid flat onto her stomach. Although she seemed calm, she wasn't. Her stomach was all knotted up and her palms were sweating profusely. She had never been so nervous about sharing a bed with any one. Yet, Gabrielle was different. She was the most innocent person she had ever met, outside of a long ago acquaintance that in the end she resented her thoughtless actions. Setting aside her earlier confrontations with the gunny's friends she was feeling quite warm inside. She was simply ecstatic when Brie invited her over. She was as giddy as a girl was on her first time.

Brie interrupted the new commander's thoughts as she leapt onto the bed. Xora vaulted off the side of the bed and stared wildly at the now cautious Gunny.

"Ease down Marine, I only meant to get your attention, not for you to kill me." Gabrielle then gave the commander a smile that could launch a million ships. Xora returned the sentiment and crawled back up into the bed.

"Watch it Gunny. In case you didn't know, I'm shell shocked," she jokes while playfully whacking the gunny with her pillow.

"So you didn't injure any of my intoxicated friends when you came in, did you?" Brie inquired while stretching out onto the huge king size bed.

"No, I did not, but the thought did cross my mind." The commander retorted before they each leaned back laughing.

"I'm glad you came." Gabrielle said shyly.

"I'm glad I did too. Come here."

Gabrielle crawled curiously to her new friend wondering if she was going to whack her again with the pillow she was cradling in the arms. Once Gabrielle was beside her, Xora rose and placed both pillows beside each other.

"I don't want you to get lost in this huge bed of yours. You know I don't remember it being so enormous."

"Well, that's because you didn't lay in it." Xora tilted her head and smiled amusingly at the little mechanics pleasant demeanor.

"You are so adorable. You leave me speechless."

"Ah, I don't know you seem to be articulating pretty well to me." Xora reached down and tweaked Brie's nose before pulling her down unto the joining pillows with her.

"Come here beautiful. It's beddy bye time for you."

The commander then wrapped her arm around Brie's shoulders and pulled her closer while she laid comfortably upon her back.

"Um, this is sooo cozy," Brie yawned while rubbing her body unconsciously against Xor's.

Xora closed her eyes and suppressed the moan that rose in her throat. She could feel Brie's warmth and something all too familiar began to ignite in her most sensitive spots. <Lord, please help me through this night>. She prayed as the talented woman to her side breathing deepened and her leg rose to lie across her.

"Gabrielle," Xor whispered into the petite woman's golden tinged locks

"Hmm," the gunny drawled sleepily.

"Would you be my girlfriend?"

Brie rocked drowsily against the commander cresting her warm lips ever so closely to Xor’s neck. "I'd be honored," She whispered while wrapping her arm around Xor's waist and drifting back off to sleep. The new commander threaded her fingers into her new girlfriend's hair and planted a tender kiss upon her forehead.

"Good night, my Angel," She whispered as she followed the little Gunny off into the dream world.

*Strange, after the commander's unscheduled arrival all was quiet on the houseward front, not even a peep could be heard and not a Sergeant dared stir*

PART III

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