ForevaXena's FanFic . . .
Growing Pains
by Ri
Disclaimer:
This is part 2 of my story The
Ghost and it is very necessary for you to read part one to understand these
characters. There is a loving same sex relationship and violence involved in
this story. There is also a hurt/comfort section, if any of these things bother
you please enjoy one of my general stories (G) I did borrow the image of
numerous famous characters I love and admire. I meant only to show my devotion
not any copyright infringement so please don't sue me. J
I also pay tribute to one of my favorite Fan Fic writers Melissa Good in this
story. I hope she doesn't mind I promise I didn't give away any of the plots of
your wonderful stories. These two characters are definitely from my demented
imagination please don't steal them.
Personal Note: I'd like to thank
Webwarrior, Bardeyes and MJ for their continuing support with my stories and I
would especially like to thank Larisa for her help and guidance on this and all
my tales. Thank you Ri.
Veba
was sitting at their new partner’s desk. She and Rickie had bought it together
at a swap meet at a school parking lot near their home. Rickie was trying to
slowly get Veba around other people. She felt she needed to get use to being in
places that were unfamiliar. It was very slow going; the first experiment was a
disaster. They went to a local chain grocery store. The tall women became scared
with an intense case of agoraphobia and bolted out of the building like scared
deer.
Rickie chased after her she found the frightened shaking women leaning
against their car trying to catch her breath. Rickie pulled her into her arms
and held her close. “Shh, its ok Love, I’ve got you.”
“Sorry.” Said the slowly calming woman her head leaning against
Rickie’s shoulder as Rickie gently rubbed her back.
“Shhh, nothing to be sorry for. We just tried something too soon.
Don’t worry you will be ok soon. I promise you will get over this.”
“Do you really think so?”
“I know so.”
Now they shopped at a tiny family grocery store near their home with an
open fruit and vegetable section outside. Veba felt very comfortable there she
now knew all the other customers and the older couple who owned it have
practically adopted them as part of their extended family.
For someone who was scared of wide-open spaces and crowds six months
earlier she had completely gotten over the former. She loved the outdoors now
especially going to the park and playing with the kids there. However she was
still terrified of crowds. She was fine with small groups of people that she
knew but she was scared of large groups of strangers. Rickie knew that her brave
love had to fight this fear and that’s why they took baby steps toward that
goal. They went to a movie matinee and had a really good time. And they went to
a small swap meet every weekend. It was not crowded but it did have enough
interesting people for Veba to watch and learn from. She was also fascinated by
the fact that they could go to this school parking lot and she could buy all of
her favorite things.
The baby blue eyes lit up with excitement every time she discovered a
booth that had something she loved. She
bought several Xena and Star Trek Next Generation dolls. A poster of Lara Croft
and several novels with her favorite characters in them. One of her goals was
that she was determined to read those novels all by herself.
Both of them really enjoyed themselves at the small gathering. They ate
cotton candy and ran from booth to booth. They usually left with several
precious finds and huge smiles. There were enough people at the event to
interest Veba but not enough to scare her.
Both of them had fallen in love with the beautiful redwood partners desk
from the 1920’s. It had lovely inlay design and they both loved they could see
each other while they worked in they’re office.
Veba was working on her most recent reading test. Rickie had bought an
anthology of Xena stories and surprised her love with it. They had been together
6 months and it had been her anniversary present for the tall beauty. Veba had
been overjoyed with her first real book other then the large dictionary that
Dory, Rickie’s sister, had given her when she had first started to learn how
to read. Veba’s progress was remarkable. She now was at a tenth grade reading
level and her knowledge and understanding were growing daily. Her speech was much better but she still got very frustrated
when she messed up words. She was pleased that she was beginning to sound like
Rickie and Dory when she spoke though she still felt she had a long way to go.
Her writing had improved incredibly and Veba often said that she could
write better then she could speak. Her assignment was to read the first story
and then write a paper on how she felt about it. She was diligently working on
that while Rickie worked on her computer on some reports of her latest case.
Doris came in and said quietly, “I have someone coming in to interview
on the management of your building Sweetie, Do you want to sit in?”
Nervous blue eyes looked up from her book to meet compassionate green.
Rickie smiled and said, “Sure Dory, we both will talk to the person.”
“Great, she will be here in a half an hour, her name is Stephanie
Scott.”
Veba looked at both women and said, “I am not sure… um, what to say
to her.”
“That’s ok Love, Dory and I will do the interviewing. You’ll just
listen. If you have a question just ask, ok?”
Veba nodded and smiled confidently, “Yes, I can do that.”
Rickie’s smile became huge. Veba now spoke in short very correct
sentences. She did slip from time to time but the only time she ever forgot
everything was when she was scared or very, very angry.
Doris smiled and winked at her friend. “Oh I know you can do it, Kiddo.
Ok you finish your work and I’ll talk to her in my office first when she
comes. Then I’ll bring her here so you can talk to her, ok?”
The two women nodded. Veba then went back to her book and paper. She now
was focused completely on her test again. Rickie was very proud of her partner.
She sighed quietly and then went back to her report.
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Doris entered her partner’s office and cleared her throat looking at
them both with an excited expression. They exchanged glances unsure of what was
up with her and then Stephanie Scott stepped into the room.
“This is Stephanie Scott. Stephanie this is Veronica Wells she owns the building and my sister Rickie.”
They all politely shook hands and then Doris gestured toward a guest
chair. Stephanie sat down while Doris leaned against the doorframe she
couldn’t seem to be able to take her eyes off the beautiful auburn haired
woman.
Rickie’s eyes met Veba’s and she gestured with her head and winked at
her partner. Veba nodded and smiled at Rickie knowing what she was thinking and
very please with the idea.
Rickie thought as she looked at the woman in the guest chair and then her
sister, Mmm, Looky at you Dory my girl, I
don’t think I have ever seen you this riveted by anyone. Then she smiled
at the other woman and asked pleasantly, “Could you tell us a little something
about yourself, Miss Scott?”
“Um sure, Please call me either Stephanie or Stevie. I really hate
formality.”
Rickie chuckled and met Veba’s pleased eyes as she said sweetly,
“Good, Then you’ll fit in with us.” She looked at Veba and raised her
eyebrow. Veba looked unsure and a matching eyebrow went up. Rickie gestured and
Veba nodded squaring her shoulders before she turned toward the women in the
guest chair.
Veba looked shyly at the red head in the chair in front of her and said
quietly, “I like to be called Veba. I really do not want to be called
Ve-ro-ni-ca.” She spoke very slowly and correctly. She sounded out her given
name because she rarely used it. So far only when she signed the documents for
her inheritance and on the legal partners papers that Doris had drawn up to add
Veba to their licenses. She wasn’t really sure if she said her name right so
as soon as it left her lips she looked at Rickie.
Rickie winked at her and nodded much to Veba’s relief. She took a deep
breath and snuggled back into her comfortable leather office chair.
Stevie looked at her stunned; she never expected the beautiful woman to
speak in such a stilted way. She wondered if she was a foreigner. She smiled at
Veba and replied politely, “Sure Veba it is then, Please call me Stevie.”
The tall woman nodded and smiled back happily.
Doris cleared her throat and said, “Ok Rickie do your thing.”
Rickie rolled her eyes and Veba chuckled. “Stevie, I’m suppose to be
the tough one in the family but I’m really a marshmallow. First I need to
explain that my Veba is very special. She had a very difficult life until
recently. She lived in that building hidden away for her own safety for over 20
years. She had no contact with anyone except her uncle who apparently didn’t
talk a lot. She is incredibly bright a genius really. We recently tested her IQ
and even with the limited education we have given her she tested off the
scale.”
Rickie was interrupted by a groan from the tall brunette who was hiding
her red face in her hands.
Doris looked at the shy girl hiding behind her hands and exchanged amused
looks with her proud sister. “She is a very, very modest genius.”
Veba looked over the tips of her fingers at the room. She looked at first
at her partner then her best friend whispering, “Shh, both of you.”
Stevie found this very adorable. Rickie had her hand covering her mouth
because she knew she would burst into laughter at any minute from her
partner’s cute expression. Then she said with a wicked grin, “Ah, my love
you are darling when you blush.”
“Rickie!”
Rickie now laughed out loud and said, “Well you are.”
Veba rolled her eyes. Then she hid her head behind her arm that was
resting on the desk. She peaked up her partner but she was still blushing so she
wanted to hide the rest of her face if she could.
Rickie wiped the smile off though it was very hard, and looked at the
amused red head. “Do you have a problem with the fact that Veba and I are
partners?”
“No. I really think you two are adorable.”
This made Veba groan again her forehead now firmly tucked against her
arm. Rickie stood up chuckling and went to her love gently massaging the tense
shoulders. She lowered her head and whispered, “She’s right my love you are
adorable.”
“Rickie please,” whispered the very embarrassed brunette. Rickie
kissed her beloved on the neck and then continued to gently massage the tense
shoulder and neck muscles.
Doris shook her head and cleared her throat, “Rickie stop teasing her
she going to turn redder then an apple.”
Veba nodded her head against her arm in agreement. Though truth be told
she was enjoying the gentle massage thoroughly.
Stevie really liked these women. They were a definite a family unit and
she would love to get to know them all better. She fervently hoped they would
end up liking her because these were the kind of people she really wanted to
work for.
Rickie gently lifted Veba’s head and kissed her tenderly. She caressed
her cheek and waited for the blue eyes to open and meet her own. Veba’s now
calm eyes met the beautiful green and she smiled at her love. Rickie winked at
her then walked back to her own desk chair.
She leaned back and said quietly to waiting redhead, “Ok Stevie, what
is your style of management?”
“Well, I believe in hands on instead of using the phone and emails. I
like to interact both with tenants and the owners. I think of myself as bridge
between you making communication easier between the two factions.”
“I see and what would Veba’s part in all this be?”
“Well as the owner she would have the final say of course.”
“Hmmm, What about Me and Dory?”
“Dory?”
“That’s me. It’s my family name.” Dory said quietly from behind
her.
“Oh? Well from observing you three I see you are equal partners, so the
best course of action would be to present each case to the three of you so you
can decide by committee.”
Rickie met Veba’s eyes and then looked at Doris whose hazel eyes were
sparkling and focused on the red head. “That
is very good, Stevie. Would you mind stepping into the living room for just a
minute please?”
The red head smiled and got up gracefully. She smiled sweetly at Doris
then stepped through the door. Doris stood at the door watching the beautiful
woman walk down the hall till she was out of sight and then closed the door. She
turned to them and said, “I think she’s perfect.”
Rickie and Veba immediately burst into giggles.
“Hey, what’s this all about?”
“You. Dory, shit you have the most love sick expression on planet
plastered across your pretty face.”
“I do not!”
Veba nodded and said quietly, “You do, Dory. It is very cute.”
“Veba!”
Veba shrugged and looked at her partner. Rickie chuckled and said, “Hey
she calls them as she sees them, Sis.”
“Well lets stick to business shall we,” said an annoyed Doris looking
from one smiling face to the other. “What do you two think of her.”
“I like her,” Veba said gently now her face was very calm but her
eyes were sparkling with amusement.
Rickie nodded and said, “Yeah me too. I take it you think she’s a
keeper, Dory?”
“Um, yeah, you could say that. Should
I tell her or do you two want to?”
“Oh I think it would be best coming from you.” Rickie’s crossed her
eyes and laughed at her sisters outraged face.
“Brat!” Doris then left the office and went to the living room to
tell the pretty woman she was hired.
“Why is Dory so…uh….shy?” Asked Veba unsure of what word would
describe her friends obvious uneasiness with the situation.
“Embarrassed?”
“Yes,” said Veba nodding. Rickie gave her a look and Veba rolled her
eyes and repeated, “Embarrassed.”
“You know I make you repeat cause I love, don’t you?”
“Yes Love.”
“Good. Now what is your real opinion of Dory’s crush?”
“I really do like her. She is very nice.”
Rickie rolled her big green eyes very amused, “My Darling, you think
everyone is nice.”
Veba tilted her head and then shook it no. “That is not true. I do not
like the man at the gas station. He is not a nice man.”
A huge smile spread on Rickie’s face, “Is that because he hit on me
last week?”
Veba nodded.
Rickie shook her head and gestured, “Please come here my Darling,”
She said smiling as she waited for the tall brunette to come to her. Veba smiled
sexily and moved to Rickie’s side. Rickie patted her lap and gave her an
incredibly sexy look. Veba sighed in a lovesick way, shook her head as she
leaned forward and picked Rickie up in her strong arms cradling her very close.
Then she turned around and sat in Rickie’s chair snuggling even closer to her
beloved.
“You wanted me, Rickie?”
“Every moment, of every hour, of every day,” whispered Rickie as she
brought sweet lips to her own kissing the love of her life passionately and
feeling the return of passion from the sultry brunette. I
don’t know how she learned to be so sexy but I’m not one to fight with a
gift from the Gods. Rickie thought as she deepened the kiss and let nature
takes it course.
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Rickie didn’t really like their new assignment. It wasn’t the client
he was a really nice guy. A prizefighter that was being threatened and they were
asked to protect him. It’s the way it was set up. It felt strange to her, her
instincts were prickling her and she couldn’t shake the bad vibes.
The manager for the fighter had explained that they were not to do
security per say but to do research and check out threats against the champ’s
life. The threats came in the form of letters that were accurate and scary.
Doris and Rickie were going over the letters in the office. They
described where the fighter was and exactly what he was doing. They even told
him when his vulnerable moments had been and when they could have struck with
out warning.
“So? What do you think? Where do we go from here?”
“We split up. We each do what we do best. You do computer search and I
follow leads and stay with our client.”
“And Veba?”
“She’ll go with me.”
“Um, ok that sounds good. When are we going to start?”
“Tonight, He’s going to a ritzy exclusive night club…”
“But Veba is scared of crowds…”
“It won’t be that crowded, and she wants to fight the fear. She asked
to go.”
“Ok, if you think she’ll be all right.”
“Yeah, I think it will be ok, the champ likes Veba and me so he will
protect her from any onslaught and so will I. We’re just going to blend in
with his entourage…”
“Kiddo, Our Veba does not blend in.”
“Well she could always wear her ghost outfit.”