Xena Fanfiction, Xena fanfic, Xena fan fiction, Xena and
Gabrielle fanfiction, Xena fiction
Although I wish I could say Xena and
Gabby are mine, they are not. They belong to MCA/Universal.
This story however is mine and mine alone. There’s a bit of
violence but not too graphic. All and all it’s a story of
two friends who decide to become much more - much, much more.
If the thought of two women deeply connected and hopelessly in
love offends you read no further. If you are too young, read
no further. If you live some place where this may not be
kosher, read no further. However, if you are open-minded, old
enough and live in a progressive neighborhood... enjoy!
note: This is the
first story in the ‘Homecoming’
gets word from her old friend Sappho for help when local
authorities aren't able to stop a murderer targeting same-sex
Drop me a line at firstname.lastname@example.org.
Part 2 of 2
whispered. "Are you sure?"
She hopped into the cart to
get a look for herself. ‘Sure enough’ the warrior thought.
‘But what’s it mean?’
"Are you done now
ladies?" one of the guards asked, getting irritated.
"We gotta schedule to keep, ya know?"
Gabrielle said politely, hopping down. Xena followed suite and
in seconds the wagon was leaving for town.
that the name of Barb’s lifemate?" Sappho asked the
"One and the
same," Xena answered.
"But why –."
Xena replied, cutting Sappho short. "We’re just going
to have to find out why... Hurry up and finish breakfast,
Gabrielle. We got a big day ahead of us."
The bard nodded her head in
agreement. "Where do we start?"
"City Hall." Xena
grinned. "We’re gonna get a piece of paper. Then
we’re gonna get hitched."
Gabrielle replied, sarcastically. "You know I could use a
Xena dropped to her knees
and quickly took Gabrielle’s hands in hers.
Would you do the ultimate honor... make the supreme sacrifice...
and become my lifemate? I feel as though my heart would break
if you refuse me and... "
Gabrielle ordered. "You’re making a spectacle of
"I thought that’s
what you wanted my dearheart, my sugarcakes, my... "
exhaled. "This is so disgusting. Would you stand up
"Anything for you
pookiepie?" Xena replied rising and batting her
"Enough with the terms
of endearment. You’re making me nauseous," Gabrielle
answered, starting back inside.
Sappho simply looked at Xena
in deadpan. "Pookiepie?" Xena chuckled and began to
follow her lover. "Please tell me you don’t really call
her pookiepie?" Sappho added as she and Harrold followed
"One marriage scroll
please," Xena asked politely.
woman behind the counter replied, walking away.
"Hey Xena!" a
voice behind them exclaimed. Gabrielle turned and she watched
helplessly as the strange brunette flung her arms around the
warrior. "It’s been so long. How are you? You look as
gorgeous as ever."
Xena’s discomfort showed
on her ‘gorgeous’ features. Gabrielle’s palms suddenly
felt sweaty and she had a ting of anger and fear rising in her
gut, burning deep inside. Was it jealousy? She’d never felt
this way before - especially regarding Xena. Something, be it
jealousy or not, wanted the stranger to feel the wrath of an
amazon staff upside her head.
"How are you?"
Xena asked diplomatically. "Still working in your
"Yeah, but I still find
the time to work on my scrolls."
‘She’s a writer?’
Gabrielle thought. The knowledge did nothing to improve the
bards growing desire to smack the woman holding Xena - her
Xena. The warrior pulled away and glanced at Gabrielle. The
look on the bards face made Xena realize introductions were
now in order before anyone got too far down memory lane.
Gabrielle," Xena said proudly.
"Hi," the stranger
smiled warmly. "I’m Annabelle." Too soon however
her attention turned back to Xena. "What brings you
married," Xena proclaimed, pulling Gabrielle closer by
the waist so their hips met. "We stopped in to get the
paper work in order."
"Really?! I didn’t
think there could ever be a woman who could tame you,"
Gabrielle didn’t find it
humorous and Xena found herself walking a very thin line.
Trying to stay civil with Annabelle, while keeping Gabrielle
at bay from attacking the lovely woman, was a difficult task.
possible," Gabrielle replied sarcastically with a grin.
Well, Xena knew it was sarcasm. Annabelle considered it a
neutral comment. Xena watched as the two women stood ‘sizing
each other up’. The growing silence in the small triangle
‘Thank the Gods’ Xena
thought as the clerk returned. "Well, we’ve got to
finish things up here. Take care of yourself," Xena
replied, trying to brush Annabelle off in a non-offensive
Annabelle replied. Gabrielle could hear a hint of seduction
and she found herself gripping her staff harder. With a quick
nod to the bard, the brunette bitch was on her way.
"Another ‘friend’ I
take it?" Gabrielle asked once the intruder was gone.
Xena sighed. She didn’t
want to debate the past - not today. "Ah huh," she
mumbled in agreement.
"And a bard too? Go
figure." Gabrielle’s arm had left Xena’s waist and
her hands were now on her hips.
"Are you making
comparisons?" Xena asked, knowing this conversation was
"Simply a statement of
fact." The sentence was harmless but the venom that
filled it was undeniable.
"Give us a minute,
would you please?" Xena asked the clerk. The clerk nodded
and walked away. "Listen to me, Gabrielle. Yes, I knew
her. Yes, she’s a writer, a poet actually, but believe me
when I say there is no comparisons to make."
"No comparisons, huh?
Is that supposed to make me feel better?"
Xena was frustrated now.
"What’s the problem? What do you want me to say?"
Gabrielle looked down at her
feet. "Was she any good?" Gabrielle whispered.
Xena definitely didn’t
want to have this conversation now. But Gabrielle needed to
know the importance she held in Xena’s life so she began to
speak after a short pause. "Yes. She was good –."
Gabrielle didn’t let her
finish she turned and stormed down the corridor. Xena hung her
head and shook it in frustration. ‘That time of the moon
must be coming soon’ Xena considered.
Gabrielle made it to the
door when Xena grabbed her by the arm spinning her
"Get your hands off
me," Gabrielle whispered. "If you want to touch
someone, go find Annibelle. I ‘hear’ she’s good."
Xena refused to let her go
and Gabrielle began to struggle.
"If you love me,
you’d listen," Xena pleaded.
The words hit Gabrielle
forcefully and she found her body gave up the fight. Once Xena
felt the calm settle over the bard she released Gabrielle’s
"What I was going to
say is she was good... but you’re the best. No one has ever
made me happier - in my bed or in my heart. Oh Tartarus,
Gabrielle. I’ve never let anyone into my heart like I’ve
let you. Believe me, when I say there is no comparison - not
Annibelle or anyone for that matter. You’re in a league of
your own, sweetheart."
Gabrielle hung her head in
shame. She didn’t know why the presence of this woman made
her doubt Xena’s love. Xena didn’t seem drawn to the woman
and she began to realize it was her own insecurity, not
Xena’s lack of devotion, that made her act out. She felt
petty and childish; wanting to hide from Xena’s gaze that
she could feel washing over her.
Gabrielle whispered, still unable to meet Xena’s eyes.
Xena replied pulling her into a tight embrace. "It lets
me know how much I mean to you. But in the future will you
wait to hear me out before you leave in a huff. Words and
emotions aren’t part of my many skills list. All I ask is
you be patient with me while I improve. Okay?"
Gabrielle looked up to see
Xena smiling down on her and she had to smile as well.
"Okay," she agreed. "And again I’m
"Let’s not be
sorry," Xena teased wiggling her eyebrow. "Let’s
get married." With a gentle tug, she and her bard walked
arm and arm to fulfill their destiny together.
After wrapping up the
details with the marriage register, they made their way to the
guard station. The guards were pretty much useless for
information and the duo realized they’d be doing their own
investigation. They didn’t want to speak with the assassins
lover directly so they headed to Barb’s house.
She was in her vineyard when
they arrived on horseback. Barb looked over as they began to
"You bitch!" Barb
screamed. "You murderous bitch!"
Gabrielle took a defensive
stance as Barb rushed toward them, running at full speed.
the warrior whispered. "Let her come."
Gabrielle relaxed and
watched as Barb leapt into the air kicking Xena square in the
chest. The warrior and the woman toppled to the ground. Xena
was met with an onslaught of vulgarities and unskilled
punches. She annoyed Xena more than harmed her but the warrior
let her finish until she was a heaping blob of tears.
"How could you?"
Barb cried. "How could you? She was all I had left... and
now... because of you she’s gone."
Gabrielle was on the verge
of letting Barb have it. ‘She came into our room, Gabrielle
thought, ‘and she attacked us and it’s our fault?’
Gabrielle would have said the words but Xena shook her head,
silencing them before they had the chance to surface.
whispered. "Listen to me. She came into our room last
night with a sword, and she tried to kill us –."
"That’s a lie. Why
would she do such a thing? She’s the most sensitive, loving
person in the world... At least she was... until you came to
this island... Until you killed her."
Barb’s chest rose and fell
rapidly again and she started swinging again. Xena grabbed her
arms with ease. "That’s enough!" Xena yelled.
"I can’t tell you why she attacked us, but she did, and
we have to find out why. Please help us."
"Help you?! The woman
who took my niece from me? Are you out of your mind?... Get
off my land. Go! Now!... And don’t show your face around
Xena and Gabrielle watched
as she stormed off, angry words still flowing even after she
disappeared over a small hill.
"That went well,"
Gabrielle teased. "Any more bright ideas, warrior
Xena dusted herself off as
best she could. "I’m workin’ on it," she said
with a grin. Once mounted, she held out her hand and Gabrielle
climbed aboard the steed as well. "Let’s go visit the
"Xena did I just hear
you say we’re going to see the widow?"
"Umm hmm," she
"No offense, but your
ideas are going from bad to worse," Gabrielle replied
holding tight to Xena’s waist.
As they approached the small
cottage, Xena whispered to Gabrielle. "You do the talking
Gabrielle replied rolling her eyes. "Why me? It’s your
idea to be here."
"Because Gabrielle you
chats," they said together completing the sentence.
"Yeah. Yeah," Gabrielle continued, "but you owe
me big for this one."
want," the warrior said with a sexy grin.
bard asked, raising an eyebrow. Xena noticed how well she was
beginning to master that gesture.
answered seductively; her hand running down Gabrielle’s back
to cup her derriere.
"I’ll think about
that," Gabrielle replied mischievously as she knocked on
Slowly, the door opened and
a young woman, about Gabrielle’s age, met them.
"Yes?" she asked.
Gabrielle could see her
blood shot eyes and her heart went out to the woman.
"Could we come inside
and ask you a few questions?" Gabrielle said quietly.
"Sure," the woman
replied. "Are you from the guard?" she asked as she
lead them inside.
Gabrielle hesitated as they
"No.... We were there
when Arenia was killed last night. This is a bit awkward, but
we were hoping you would know why she was at our place.
We’ve tried to talk with Barb, but she won’t help us. Xena
killed Arenia last night while defending us."
The woman stood a moment
studying Xena. "You killed her?"
"I did," Xena
replied. Gabrielle heard a quiver in Xena’s voice she had
never heard before. She hadn’t been sure why she didn’t
notice until now, but the warrior was very remorseful for
taking the young woman’s life. "I didn’t want to, but...
I had to."
"Have a seat," the
young woman replied softly.
Xena and Gabrielle were a
bit taken a back. They expected to be thrown out or perhaps
even attacked, but the woman remained calm. ‘Still in
shock’, Xena supposed. ‘Hasn’t quite yet hit her that
the bard introduced. "And you’re Mary, correct?"
Mary nodded. "I’m not
sure why you’re here, Gabrielle," she questioned.
"Well, we wanted to
know why she was at our place last night. I mean, we had never
met Arenia. Did she say anything to you before she left?"
Mary looked at the two women
across from her for a long while.
"She said she was going
to Aunt Barb’s house. She told me not to wait up because she
didn’t know when she’d be back. That was the last time I
"Did she mention me or
Xena to you at anytime?"
‘This is like pulling
teeth’, Xena thought. ‘Or perhaps having them pulled’.
Xena had killed many, but to sit in the same room with a loved
one, and search for reasons as to why, was taxing the warriors
nerves to no end.
"We had never seen her
before last night either," Gabrielle replied as she tried
to think of a new avenue to explore in her interrogation.
"Does she often go to see Barb in the evenings?"
"Not often. Maybe once
in awhile, but not as much as Barb would like I’m sure...
After Rommy died... She was the sister of Arenia’s father...
Barb didn’t have anyone around. Sure, she had her employees,
but no one she was really close with. Barb and Rommy
practically raised Arenia during her teen years. Her mother
died when she was ten and her father was called to war so Barb
and Rommy took her under their wing... They helped us build
this house and we worked in the winery for six months as
compensation for the supplies."
"Was Arenia with you
the nights of the other murders?" Gabrielle asked softly.
"What are you getting
at? Do you think Arenia was some kind of mass killer?"
exclaimed, trying to retreat in her questioning. "I... I
was just wondered if perhaps she might have had information
regarding who was behind it."
Mary seemed to calm down.
"She was gone one night for sure. I remember because the
murder happened just down the road a ways. I remember telling
her afterward that I didn’t want her to leave me alone in
the evenings for too long. She went last night because Barb
needed help with her latest shipments and it had to be done
"I know this is a lot
to ask, but could you please speak with Barb and see if you
could calm her down. We really need to speak with her to find
out why Arenia was at our place. We don’t understand it and
we really need some answers, as I’m sure you do."
replied. "Let me show you out."
They all rose and walked to
the door. "Remember to ask please. We’ll be at
Mary nodded as they made
their way to the steed.
"I’m really sorry
about your loss," Xena said sincerely as she mounted the
animal. Gabrielle climbed behind Xena securing herself again
around Xena’s waist. Mary only nodded once more and went
The guest house had been
cleaned and straightened while they were out all day. Xena
made a mental note to thank Sappho in the morning. The four of
them had gone out to one of the area taverns and spent the
evening drinking and dancing. Laughter and merriment was a
nice switch of a day filled with death and heartbreak. Xena
felt great remorse in taking Mary’s lifemate away from her.
But as she looked at Sappho and Gabrielle laughing at the bar,
she knew she had made the right choice that night and, if need
be, she would do it the same way all over again.
But now they were ‘home’
and Xena sighed. She took off her bracers and armor before
taking off her boots. She slumped back in the chair resting
her temple on her fist.
"You look tired,
warrior mine," Gabrielle whispered as she crept between
Xena’s legs, resting her head on the muscular thigh.
"So do you," Xena
answered as her hand lightly stroked Gabrielle’s hair.
"My pookiepie," Xena added with a wide grin.
Gabrielle playfully slapped
her leg. "Please don’t call me that."
"Well, what should I
call you?" Xena prodded.
that," Gabrielle giggled.
"Okay, honey bun,"
Xena tried. She watched Gabrielle shake her head. "Okay...
Lovey bunny?" Another shake. "Bardiepoo?".
Another shake. "Well, help me out!" Xena responded
playfully. "I got one... How about Gabby? I know how hot
you get when Joxer says it!"
"That does it!"
Gabrielle answered, grabbing Xena’s calf. "You asked
assaulted Xena’s foot with feather soft touches - the only
part of the warriors body that was ticklish. Xena knew her
only attempt at escape while she was thrashing in the chair
was retaliation. She reached over and grabbed Gabrielle’s
sides. Quickly the bard let go and tried to jump away. The
warrior, however, would have none of that, she pulled
Gabrielle back and slid on top of her. They both rolled around
on the floor, laughing, trying to get the better of each
other. Soon, Gabrielle’s arms were trapped and Xena was
poised over top of her ready to strike again.
"Guess that answers the
question," Xena replied slyly. "A warrior princess
beats an amazon queen."
shouted, throwing the warrior off guard. She rolled Xena over
and pinned her, starting her assault all over again. "I
do this in the spirit and honor of my fellow amazon
Xena croaked between laughs, "No more Ms. Nicewarrior."
She positioned herself above
Gabrielle, hovering over her. Her lips captured the bards’
with such speed and passion. Gabrielle’s hands worked free
of Xena’s hold and locked the back of the warrior’s head
pulling her closer, deeper. When the kiss finally broke both
women needed to inhale deeply to regain their breath. Xena
looked deep into Gabrielle’s eyes.
warrior whispered. "That’s what I’ll call you...
because that’s what you are... absolutely beautiful."
Gabrielle stroked the
warriors’ face tenderly, taken in by Xena’s lovely
features. Gabrielle knew the warrior was savoring her touch,
letting her other sense take over, by shutting her lids. It
still amazed Gabrielle that Xena truly wanted her.
whispered her thoughts out loud.
"Why are you
beautiful?" Xena asked, moving to the bard’s neck,
beginning to nibble at the flesh. "Where do I
begin?" the warrior added.
Gabrielle said taking Xena’s face in her hands. Xena could
hear the pleading, serious tone in the bard’s voice.
"Why do you love me; want me? I mean I’m not as
creative as Sappho. I’m not as gorgeous as Annibelle. Why
Xena moved to a sitting
position, taking Gabrielle up with her. "Says who?"
Xena asked a bit miffed.
Xena smiled. "I hate to
say this, but you’re a poor judge of character... Wait a
minute. You love me a lot so that doesn’t say much for me,
does it?... I’m not sure, but I think I just insulted
Gabrielle grinned and shook
her head. "I’m trying to be serious."
replied, giving her a slow burning kiss on the neck before
rising to meet her eyes again. "You’re trying to brood
about things that have no merit... I think you’re a heck of
a lot more talented than Sappho. You’re twice as beautiful
as Annibelle. And is far as I’m concerned there could, and
will, be no one else except you... I’ve fallen in love for
the last time in my life."
"Funny. I’ve fallen for the first time in mine. And
you’re only five years older than me."
"But what about...
" Xena stopped herself from continuing. She didn’t want
to drudge up the past.
Gabrielle asked. Xena simply nodded. "I loved him, Xena.
I did... But there was no passion, no need, no want. Not like
this... This... This is remarkable. When you look at me, just
a glance, my knees get weak. And it’s not poetic gibberish.
It’s an honest to Gods physical reaction... But even that is
an understatement because it’s not just physical. When you
look at me my soul feels lighter, my heart literally pounds in
time with my arousal... This truly is remarkable... All the
poems. All the songs I’ve ever heard about love make sense
Xena smiled. "Good. I
was hoping it wasn’t just me... because that’s what I feel
too." Xena rose and reached her hand out to Gabrielle.
"Come on Beautiful, let’s go to bed."
"Are you still
tired?" Gabrielle asked when she was vertical.
Xena didn’t add more. She
led Gabrielle to the bed in silence. Slowly she worked on the
bards laces. One loop. Then another. Then another. Finally the
string was sitting in Gabrielle’s lap and the warrior was
nuzzling her silky breasts. A thought occurred to Gabrielle as
her fingers twined around the lace.
warrior replied. "What is it, Beautiful?"
"You owe me
Xena raised her head to meet
Gabrielle’s eyes as her hands continued to caress the amazon
queen. "I remember. Do you know what you want?"
Gabrielle nodded and
whispered in Xena’s ear. The warrior pulled back with a
shocked expression. "Oh really?" she asked.
Self-consciously the bard
nodded, thinking perhaps she had gone to far and asked too
much. Nervously her fingers played with the lace again. Xena
grinned in reassurance and held her wrists out to the bard.
"Do it Gabrielle. I trust you."
"Do you?" she
asked pleading for an answer. "Do you trust me?"
"With all my heart
Gabrielle," the warrior smiled. Xena slowly pulled the
leathers from her body and Gabrielle could feel the pounding
deep within herself she spoke of earlier. "With all my
heart," she whispered once more, offering her wrists
With trembling hands
Gabrielle twined the lace around Xena’s wrists and helped
her to the bed. She laid the warrior on her back and secured
the lace around the head board, limiting the warriors
movements. Xena grinned.
"You’ve got me
Gabrielle," the warrior whispered huskily. "I’m
Gabrielle swallowed in
anticipation, so much so, it was visible in her throat. Slowly
she ran her hands down the length of Xena’s bronzed body -
over her cheeks, past her collarbone, down her breast,
traveling all the way to her ankles. The warrior closed her
eyes, emitting a long, deep sigh as the bards hands journeyed
over her warm flesh. Once at her shines, Gabrielle’s lips
began devouring Xena’s skin, traveling upward.
Xena felt the ache within
herself grow and the wetness of her arousal seeping out. As
Gabrielle approached the warriors center she could see the
glistening juices, just waiting for her. She found herself
salivating with the remembrance of how delicious her warrior
tasted. And her scent was incredible - almost like a magnet
drawing her tongue closer.
But she wouldn’t let
herself make the connection, not yet.
Xena whimpered and tugged on
her restraints as Gabrielle teasing blew on her sex, bypassing
it to play with her belly button. The bard’s tongue teased
the little hole, mimicking the administrations that Xena loved
so much in other regions of her body. Xena was frustrated but
she was loving every moment of it. She began to tug fiercely
on the lace. Her need to touch Gabrielle, to pull her close
and hear her heartbeat was untamable. Gabrielle could feel the
warrior’s jerks for freedom.
"Relax," the bard
cooed. "Let me love you."
Xena’s breath had become
ragged. "I need to touch you," she said fighting for
breath. "I need to kiss you."
Gabrielle smiled and
straddled Xena’s ribcage, just below her breasts. She leaned
over, inches away from Xena’s mouth. Xena could feel her
breathe on her lips but she was still too far for actual
contact. She groaned in frustration, closing her eyes, resting
her head on the pillow. Suddenly Gabrielle’s lips were on
hers and she took advantage of the opportunity. Her tongue
plunged and twirled in the bard’s mouth. But too soon the
bard left again, rising away. Xena’s eyes pleaded for the
Gabrielle slipped the tunic
from her shoulders exposing her beautiful breasts. Gabrielle
bent down, her lips seizing the warriors neck and earlobe.
"You need to touch
me?" Gabrielle whispered in the warriors ear softly,
tickling and arousing at the same time.
Without a word, Gabrielle
rose slightly cupping her own breast in her hands. She offered
it to the warrior, who took it greedily with a deep moan.
Xena’s lips sucked the nipple into her mouth, while her
tongue flicked around the tip.
Gabrielle’s own arousal
grew at a feverish pitch. Xena could tell. Her mid-drift was
saturated by the bard’s lust. Listening to the bards’
moans and feeling her moisture drove Xena mad with desire.
Without breaking her connection to the bard’s breast she
began, once again, pulling on her restraints.
Gabrielle pulled back and
shook her head disapprovingly. "You’re my prisoner
warrior. I call the shots and for now you must stay put until
I say so."
Without anymore discussion,
Gabrielle quickly shot to Xena’s breast, lashing and sucking
the nipple until it was rock hard.
"Oh Gods," Xena
exclaimed as the bard started on the other side.
"Please," the warrior tried again. "Please let
me touch you, let me love you."
Gabrielle looked up for a
brief moment. She shook her head in disagreement and went
straight back to work on Xena’s flesh. Xena sunk into the
pillow, her head thrashing, her hands bound above her.
Helpless. She was totally helpless. And she realized as she
laid there, she totally loved it. Torturous as it was, she
still totally loved being made to play to Gabrielle’s whims.
And she realized why fight it.
Xena relaxed her arms and
closed her eyes, her breathing becoming deep and steady once
more. The bard was making it difficult to keep her breathing
even but she learned many years before, when keeping your
breathing even during love making you experience greater
"Oh yes," Xena
sighed. "You’re so good, Gabrielle... Your lips... Your
hands... Your tongue... "
Gabrielle listened to
Xena’s words as she worked southward on the warrior’s
beautiful body. That voice, those words now had Gabrielle
captured. She would do Xena’s bidding. Although Xena’s
hands were bound, Gabrielle knew she was the one in chains.
She could feel herself getting stiffer inside; slicker
"Where do you want my
lips... my hands... my tongue?... Tell me Xena. Tell me,"
the bard asked and pleaded in the same sexy breath.
"You know," Xena
smiled, spreading her legs wider. "Breathe deep,
Gabrielle," the warrior ordered. "Smell my desire
for you... Taste it... I know you love it. I can tell by all
those hungry, thirsty noise you make from down there."
Gabrielle inhaled as Xena
asked and she couldn’t suppress her moan. She wondered for a
moment how things had gotten twisted. She was supposed to be
the dominant one tonight but here she was, ready to do
anything the warrior asked.
Gabrielle," Xena instructed; seduced. "You know you
want it... so take it. Take me."
Gabrielle still had her will
power in check until Xena thirsted her hips forward into her
face. Gabrielle crumbled at that point. She dove into the
warrior’s sex like a famished traveler, lapping and sucking;
devouring and savoring.
Xena heard those moans she
loved so much and it pushed her closer to the edge sooner than
she expected. Her hips overtook her mind. They were striving
for pleasure from the bards’ skillful mouth. Xena felt the
waves starting to shutter through her body. She was more
determined than ever - she had to feel Gabrielle’s body; she
had to have the beautiful strawberry blonde. As her body began
to shutter with release, her arms pulled with all their
strength, snapping the lace free. Even as the vibrations sweep
through her body she fought to free her hands.
Gabrielle looked up to find
Xena loose, her eyes burning with ardent desire. Before she
could even move Xena pulled her up by her arms placing the
bard on her back. "You’re mine now," Xena
whispered as she chewed on the bards neck.
Gabrielle loved the feel of
Xena’s teeth on her flesh. Her desire burned even brighter
than before now that Xena was free and determined to have her
way with her. Gabrielle realized she couldn’t stop Xena now,
even if she tried. She knew the look well and it frightened
yet inflamed her all at once. She let that fear of the unknown
pass quickly, allowing her desire to grow.
muttered, too caught up in the warriors hands and mouth to
reply soundly. She watched as Xena moved to keel between her
legs. Suddenly she felt her legs pulled over Xena’s raised
shoulders and her own shoulders buried in the bed.
warrior exclaimed taking in the scent of her bard.
"Perfect," she added looking at Gabrielle’s
helpless state. The bard wasn’t going to go anywhere in this
position. She was total open and exposed to Xena. And she
loved the feel of it.
"Oh Gods, Xena,"
Gabrielle pleaded. "Now. Please... Now." Xena moaned
hungrily herself as she took the bard. Gabrielle hips rose
even higher, forcing her sex tighter against the warrior’s
face. Gabrielle had a perfect view of Xena as she loved her.
And Xena could feel the bards eye upon her. She stopped
momentarily and met Gabrielle’s gaze.
Gabrielle’s fire climbed
even higher as she watched Xena speaking to her, her desire
covering the warrior’s face making it glisten.
"You’ve been wondering haven’t you?" Xena asked
rhetorically. "You’ve been wondering what it looks like
when I make love to you. So now that you know... What do you
"I have no intention of
stopping," Xena replied seductively. "I do, on the
other hand, have every intention of making you scream."
Delicately, Xena’s tongue
and lips went back to Gabrielle’s sex. But this time
Xena’s eyes refused to leave the bards'. Ocean blue locked
with grasslands green. The desire was written on Gabrielle’s
face. The look, almost one of pain, made the warrior wet all
over again; her own sex throbbing as her lips captured
Gabrielle gasped - her voice deep and throaty. Xena recognized
the wanton tone. Gabrielle was close to exploding. She
replaced her lips with her fingers, driving deep into the
bard, thrusting hard in time with the amazons motion-filled
hips. That taunting grin, that the bard loved so much, spread
full across the warriors face, shining down upon her.
warrior growled; her eyes never leaving the young woman.
"You’re all mine."
Gabrielle succumbed to the
erotic onslaught. Xena’s voice was so raw and powerful. Not
to mention what those hands and fingers were doing to her. The
bard had no choice. Her desire took hold of her shaking her
body, rippling across her flesh, crashing deep inside.
Xena heard her name shouted
long and deep. It’s animalistic tone, pure and untamed, made
her body quiver and her heart overflow. Gods how she loved
this woman who now lay spent beneath her, contently drifting
off to sleep. She felt overjoyed to know she could bring
Gabrielle such happiness... Gabrielle... Her Gabrielle... What
did she do right? What God did she please so much they saw fit
to intertwine their destiny’s?... Destiny... For years, Xena
quested riches and power but only in the arms of a petite yet
strong woman did she find the contentment she desired.
As she lay holding
Gabrielle, Caesar came to mind. Xena smiled. Not that the
thought of Caesar was a happy one. Not in the least. But she
could remember his speech about destiny. He wanted it ALL and
would stop at nothing to get it. Xena continued to smile
because she realized he would never have it ALL. He could have
everything and it wouldn’t be enough for him. All Xena had
at this moment was a beautiful red-head in her arms. And it
brought her more satisfaction than she ever imagined possible.
Xena continued to smile.
‘You may think you have the world Caesar’ she thought,
snuggling closer to the woman now sleeping. ‘But I’ve got
the world right here in my arms’. Xena settled in with her
grin still in place and soon she joined ‘her world’ in
Xena and Sappho were sitting
in the poet’s kitchen when Gabrielle emerged with half open
the bard yawned.
Sappho smiled and turned to
Xena. "Good Gods woman, don’t you ever give that lady a
rest... Looks like she’s been up all night doing Gods know
"It’s not like I hold
a knife to her throat," Xena countered.
grinned. "I might like that too much too, huh Xena?"
Xena grinned back holding up
her wrists. "Yep," she replied. "And I’ve got
the rope burns to prove it."
Gabrielle could see the red
marks on Xena from across the kitchen and rushed over for a
closer inspection. "Oh gods, Xena. I’m sorry."
"It’s my fault
Gabrielle. If I had just ‘relaxed’ like you said, they
wouldn’t be here. I have only myself to blame... and you to
thank," she added in a seductive tone.
Sappho said hold her hands up trying to move the conversation
to other matters. "I think I’ve heard enough... Just
because you have an active, wild sex life, there’s no reason
to rub it in my face."
"You know," Xena
began slyly. "If Harrold isn’t ‘doing his duty’
you’re always welcome to stay with us at the guest
house." Xena winked at Gabrielle, just as a precaution to
let the bard know she was only tormenting Sappho. Picking up
on it, the bard decided to join the fun.
hissed, brushing Sappho’s hair to one side of her neck,
lowering her voice to a whisper. "Besides, after all
those poems of yours I’ve read, I’m sure you’d be...
Sappho closed her eyes, a
wide grin on her face. Slowly she nodded. "Fine... Fine...
Have your fun. But I’m warning you... Playing with fire can
get you seriously burned."
Gabrielle winked this time.
"Is that so?... Do you think you could ‘burn’
"Only if you ask,
dear," Sappho said seductively rising to face Gabrielle.
They stood only inches apart, their breasts lightly touching.
Gabrielle could never resist
a challenge. This time was no different.
"Okay... What if I said
I was asking?"
Sappho turned back to look
at the warrior. "Xena?" she asked.
Xena knew what the poet was
asking. She wanted the permission to put the bard in her place...
by any means necessary. Xena simply shrugged her approval.
With a wicked grin, the poet turned back to Gabrielle.
replied stroking the bards' cheek. "Since you’re asking...
Sappho’s lips caressed
Gabrielle’s with feather softness, tasting and exploring
with the softest of touches. The bard wasn’t sure where it
came from, but somewhere from inside a whimper escaped her
lips. Sappho pulled her closer, deepening the kiss.
Xena felt two things at the
display - growing anger and arousal. She wasn’t sure what to
do with the back of the poets' neck. Should she break it or
kiss it? She decided first she’d clear her throat. Then play
it by ear.
The sound brought Gabrielle
back to reality. The passion she was beginning to feel moments
before was now replaced by guilt and she quickly looked over
for Xena’s reaction. She sat with a grin still on her face,
although her arms were now folded.
"She’s a damn good
kisser, ain’t she?" the warrior asked.
"Yes," both women
replied in harmony before starting to giggle. Sappho soon
added, "Just who were you asking? Me or Gabrielle?"
Xena continued to grin as
she rose to get more tea. "Both," she answered in a
whisper to the two women. She walked over to the tea pot.
"Looks like everyone got a little scorched."
Gabrielle and Sappho smiled
and nodded in agreement.
warrior began, as she made her way to sit back down,
"Gabrielle and I have all our lifemate paperwork in
order. All we need now is the ceremony and a signature. If you
would be so inclined we would like to have you do the honors,
The poet grinned
"Of course. I mean you
are qualified, aren’t you?" the warrior answered.
"They said anyone on the counsel could do it. We’d like
it to be you."
"I’d be happy to
help," the poet replied. "When?"
possible," Gabrielle added. "If that’s okay. We
understand you may have other things to do."
"Well, actually I do,
but it’s nothing that can’t wait until tomorrow... This is
warrior grinned. "We’d like to have it in back by the
cypress trees, if that’s okay with you."
"Sure. Sure." The
poet nodded. "Is it okay if I invite a few folks? I mean
like Terry and Caiduse from the tavern."
Xena shrugged non-commitedly.
"Ask Gabrielle. If it’s okay with her, it’s fine by
"No problem. Guests
would be nice," the bard answered.
"Great then!" the
poet said rubbing her hands together. "I’ve got things
Xena arched her eyebrow.
"Just a few people, right? I wanna keep things kind of
Sappho answered sincerely. "Come on Gabrielle. While Xena
goes into town to find something ‘suitable’ to wear for
the ceremony, I’ll show you some of my gowns. Perhaps,
there’s something you’d like... Of course if not, you’re
welcome to buy something else... but I think you’ll like
what I have."
Xena started to leave but
stopped and turned around. "I can trust you both...
together... alone... right?"
Sappho and Gabrielle both
giggled. "You know she IS entitled to one last
fling," Sappho teased.
Xena stood stone-faced,
"That’s a joke,"
Sappho said. "You can laugh." Her expression turned
to Gabrielle. "Why isn’t she laughing? Please make her
laugh. I can already feel my blood flow being cut off."
Gabrielle smiled and shook
her head at the poet before turning to her lover.
"We’ll be fine. Go on."
Without another question,
Xena made her way to the steed. Sappho finally remembered to
breathe once Xena was galloping down the dusty road.
"Come on," Gabrielle said tugging on the poets arm.
"Let’s see those dresses!"
Xena casually walked through
the marketplace. What does one wear when wedding an amazon
princess? ‘Queen’, Xena corrected herself quickly.
‘She’s a queen now’. Xena walked closer to one of the
tents. ‘White perhaps? Ha! I’ll be laughed right out of
the garden’. As she turned, a turquoise number caught her
eye. The merchant, who kept a close eye on the warrior,
noticed the interest.
"That’s made of
Egyptian silk. It’s quite a steal at 30 dinars."
‘Damn’ the warrior
cursed silently. ‘I should have brought Gabrielle. She’s
the barter in the family.’ The thought of them being a
‘family’ made her smile.
looking," Xena replied, starting to move away.
"Okay! Okay!" The
merchant pursued. "25 dinars, but no less."
Xena was on the verge of
handing over the money but she hesitated. Isn’t that what
"How about 15?"
The merchant was thinking it
over. "20 and you’ve got a deal."
Xena smiled. "Alright,
but let me try it on first."
The merchant nodded and took
Xena and the dress to the back. Xena realized Gabrielle would
have gotten the dress for 15 or even less, but Xena was still
proud of herself. As she emerged to look in the mirror, the
"That looks stunning on
you," she answered. "It really brings out
"I’m sure you say
that to all the girls," Xena teased.
"You’re right. I
do," the merchant replied. "But this time I really
mean it. What do you say? 20 dinars?"
replied, looking at the jewelry case. "As long as you
throw in those matching necklaces too."
Xena grinned widely. She was
getting this down pat.
The merchant thought again.
"25 dinars for all three. Does that sound good?"
Xena considered the offer.
Would Gabrielle give in right now? Probably not. But it was
getting late and she was getting bored with this game.
agreed. "Would you box this up?"
the merchant replied. Xena walked back into the dressing room
as the merchant got the packages ready. When all was said and
done Xena left feeling pretty darn good about herself.
Gabrielle would be pleased she didn’t give in like she
All of Xena’s thoughts
were of Gabrielle as she walked down the street. So much so
she didn’t sense the person behind her with the staff. She
did however feel the blow to her neck and shoulder. Slowly,
and angrily, she turned around to see the cloaked figure
"Can I help you?"
Xena asked, the irritation tight in her voice. The unknown
assailant swung the staff in ‘artsy’ form. Perhaps trying
to intimidate the warrior. ‘Looks like Gabrielle on a bad
day’ she mused. "I really don’t have time for
this," she replied starting to walk away.
This time the warrior’s
senses were in tune and she ‘felt’ the person lunge.
Without turning, she raised her hand and caught the staff
before it could make contact. Carefully, she laid her package
"So now you wanna
fight?" the warrior replied jerking the wood from the
attackers' hand. "Why didn’t you just say so?"
Xena spun the staff in a
variety of directions, even going so far as to twirl it on one
finger. The attacker got caught up in the show and never
noticed it sailing toward his head. Xena knocked him clear off
his feet and unconscious with one blow. After a few seconds,
he began to stir. Xena whipped his hood off as his eyes
focused again. He made a sudden movement and that was all the
warrior needed - he would be official ‘pinched’.
She watched him gasp.
"Who are you working for?" The man’s eyes grew
wider. "Look pal, you got a limited amount of time here...
roughly thirty seconds." The last words sliced through
the man’s eardrum and he knew she was telling the truth.
wheezed. "Take it off! Take it off!"
Xena sent two quick pokes to
his neck and waited for the man to catch his breath. "The
question," Xena repeated. "... was who are you
"Someone on the
island," he replied.
"I can’t say,"
he replied, the fear in his eyes.
"You realize I can put
that back on... and I will... if you refuse to tell me."
"Honestly, I don’t
know who it is. A friend said he had a job and asked for my
"Well then," Xena
replied, picking him up by the scruff of the neck.
"Let’s go see this friend."
Gabrielle exclaimed looking out the window. "You said a
few people! That garden out there is full!"
"What can I say? Word
spreads pretty fast on this island," the poet shrugged.
"Besides I think we have bigger things to worry about at
Gabrielle turned from the
window. "You mean she’s still not back yet?"
"I’m sure she just
got caught up shopping. You know how Xena loves to shop,"
the poet lied.
Gabrielle answered sarcastically. Gabrielle silently cursed
herself. She should have gone with Xena, especially after the
attack the other night. "Where can she be?" the bard
thought out loud.
"I’m sure everything
is fine," Sappho said taking her by the upper arms,
offering her support. "Xena can take care of
Harrold walked into the room
after a quiet knock.
"Any sign?" Sappho
Harrold shook his head.
"I’ve sent Tellidis and Melloneada into town to do some
"Maybe she changed her
mind. I mean after what happened in the kitchen this morning
could you blame her," Gabrielle considered.
Sappho replied. "Xena loves you. I can see that. Any fool
can see that. The incident in the kitchen this morning was
nothing - just a game. She knows how much you love her.
Believe me, she does... and I’ve never seen her happier...
She will be here - come Tartarus or high water!"
"Ya got that
Gabrielle turned to meet the
voice. "Xena!" The bard rushed over and threw her
arms around the warrior. She pulled back taking a more
observing look at the warrior. "Is that a shiner?"
The warrior gave a single
nod. "Had a little trouble in the marketplace."
Gabrielle carefully examined
the mark around the warrior’s eye with her eyes and light
fingertips. It was already beginning to purple.
"I’ll explain it on
the way to the guard." As the warrior finished speaking,
she looked out the window. "This is your idea of a few
people?" she asked Sappho.
"I swear," Sappho
exclaimed holding up her hand. "I only invited ten. The
other 50 just sorta showed up... Gossip spreads quick in this
me," the warrior muttered under her breath.
"Xena, we can’t go to
the guard. We have to get married," Gabrielle insisted.
"I mean, are you sure this isn’t something that can
"I found out who’s
behind it all," Xena answered.
Gabrielle, Sappho and Harrold asked together.
Xena nodded. "Yes. So
I’m afraid the wedding will have to wait."
Gabrielle couldn’t hide
the hurt look on her face. And Xena ached inside.
warrior reconsidered. "If it means that much to you we
can do this now but I’d really like to be able to enjoy it...
I don’t want to spend our honeymoon chasing the enemy...
I’d rather be chasing you," she added seductively.
Gabrielle had to smile.
"Okay. I guess I see your point... Although it wouldn’t
be much of a pursuit. I’m extremely willing."
"Are you sure about
postponing? I mean, I know if we wait until tomorrow, I
won’t love you any less."
Gabrielle held her smile.
"Another good point... Anyway, it will be a lot more
private tomorrow with just you, me, Sappho and Harrold."
The last point was made with a glare to Sappho.
Sappho gave her most
convincing look of disbelieve. "It’s not my
fault," she insisted again pointing out the window to the
"You better change. You
need to look practical. Not absolutely stunning," Xena
motioned to Gabrielle with a wink. All three of them looked at
"That’s my cue to
leave, isn’t it?" he smiled. All three women nodded in
a friendly gesture with toothy grins. "But why does she
get to stay?" he challenged pointing at his wife. Sappho
was about to open her mouth when Xena interrupted.
"Oh, she’s leaving
too," she assured Harrold, while looking at Sappho. The
poet looked disappointed, as Xena lead husband and wife out by
the arms. "Sorry," she replied closing the door in
"Damn!" the couple
whispered in unison. The frustration rang in their voices from
the other side of the door.
"I heard that!"
Xena replied as the bard began to change. "Go away."
Finally she could hear the pair scurry downstairs.
"They make quite a
couple." Gabrielle grinned.
"Yeah, but a couple of
what? That’s the question."
Gabrielle just smiled as she
finished putting her amazon attire in place.
"What are we doing here
The warrior was crouched
down behind some shrubbery with Gabrielle and two amazon
guards. "You’ll see," the warrior grinned.
"Stay close," she whispered as they made their
decent upon the house.
Carefully, Xena crept
through the open door. No one was home unfortunately. Xena
motioned the guards toward the staircase and they began their
assent as quickly and quietly as possible.
"I thought you said you
knew who was behind this," Gabrielle whispered.
"What are we doing here?"
"Remember the guy I
spoke with today. Turns out this is where his employer
lives," Xena whispered in response.
Slowly, the warrior and the
bard made their way into the kitchen.
It was only a matter of
seconds, but Xena heard the trigger and she leaped in front of
Gabrielle. A searing pain shot through her bicep - instead of
Gabrielle’s neck - the intended location. Without a moments
haste, Gabrielle yelled and charged the attacker.
screamed at the top of her lungs, frightening the assassin
(and even Xena). Her staff swept at a blur knocking the
crossbow, from shaking hands, across the room. The next blow
centered across the neck and shoulder rendering the threat
"By the Gods!"
Gabrielle whispered. She couldn’t believe it. The killer
laid out on the kitchen floor and the bards mind tried to
piece together reasons as to why. Suddenly another thought
came to mind. ‘Xena.... Sweet Artemis... Xena’.
"Lucky shot." The
warrior grunted as she broke the arrow. She grinned
half-heartedly at Gabrielle. "You know the routine,"
she whispered, exposing her arm to the bard.
Gabrielle held the back of
Xena’s arms fully as the guards arrived. "Over
there," she nodded with her head. As the guards put the
shackles in place on the murderer, Gabrielle looked at Xena,
"Go ahead," the
said, trying to get her confidence up. "On three... one...
two... three!" As fast and as hard as she could Gabrielle
pulled the arrow out the other side.
The warrior tried to
suppress her scream, but it was useless.
Gabrielle said quickly. "Did I do it wrong?"
replied, her breathing labored. "You did it exactly right...
I’ll be okay."
Xena wasn’t the only one
moaning. The attacker was beginning to come around. Gabrielle
reached into a cupboard and found some clean rags. Carefully
she applied them to stop the bleeding. Once Xena had a firm
hold on them, Gabrielle walked over.
"Why not?" Disgust
and angst filled the words. They locked eyes for what felt
"Why?" the bard
asked again, needing an answer.
"All I have is this
winery," Barbideen spoke. "If Athens cuts off trade
ties, I’m as good as dead."
"So you had all these
innocent people killed. You killed all these people, all these
loving couples, to scare the island into compliance... And you
did it over something as trivial as money. By the Gods! You
had a lifemate yourself!"
"Yes I HAD a lifemate.
And I’ll spend the rest of my life alone - as if I need to
be reminded... I owe no one nothing! I DO however have to take
care of my own. I couldn’t sit back and let my remaining
Gabrielle considered the
words as the puzzle fell into place. "You sent Arenia to
Sappho’s that night, didn’t you? You knew we were there
and, to save yourself from being found, you - in a sense -
sent her to her death."
The anger rose in Barb’s
eyes. "I didn’t kill her. Your warrior bitch killed
Gabrielle shook her head -
not in disagreement but in disbelieve. The conversation was
over at this point. "Get her outta here," Gabrielle
motioned to the guards.
"Don’t think this is
over!" Barb yelled as they lead her outside. "Not by
a long shot. I’ll be back and I’ll see to it that you both
Xena shrugged in a ‘so
what?’ fashion to Gabrielle. Soon, she winced, feeling a
sharp pain shoot up her arm because of the automatic gesture.
said, helping the warrior to her feet. Gabrielle had to grin
as she thought of the threat. "Do you think she knows
we’ve been chased by crazy goddesses and killer
replied with a grin of her own.
"Should we tell her
we’re not really all that concerned by her threat?"
Gabrielle asked as she offered her support to the warrior as
they started to walk.
"Nah. I think it would
fall on deaf ears," Xena replied as they stepped outside.
"There IS something that we should do," the warrior
"Let’s not wait until
tomorrow - for anything ever. I mean this wound isn’t bad -
painful yes, but not bad... I realize tomorrow may never come
and I don’t want us putting any plans we have together on
"Seize the day?"
"You’ve said that
before." Gabrielle grinned.
"Yes, but I never
realized how much it meant until a few minutes ago... I mean
it, Gabrielle. And I’m starting now. When we get back to
Sappho’s we’re getting married and that’s all there is
to it. No arguments."
"No arguments here,
Xena relished in the feel of
Gabrielle’s hands as they wrapped around her head. She
delighted in the sensation of Gabrielle’s lips possessing
hers in a slow, smoldering kiss. The warrior grinned inwardly.
Yes, she would definitely seize the day from now on... and the
Dusk just began to settle in
the cypress garden. Yellow and red hues highlighted the
foliage as pink clouds whisked across the sky. It’s a
beautiful evening for a wedding, Xena reflected.
Sappho was already outside.
Her white counsel toga fit nicely, exposing her left
shoulders. Sappho was never a ‘beautiful’ woman, but she
had a lovely form. ‘Almost as lovely as Gabrielle’s’,
Xena thought. ‘Almost, but not quite. Those abs of the bard
can drive anyone to distraction’. Xena grinned at the
thought. She spent a lot of time admiring them with stolen
glances and now those abs were not only hers to admire, but
hers to fondle and caress. And not just for today, but for
Xena watched Gabrielle walk
out to the garden to meet Sappho. The time was now at hand.
Slowly, she walked down the staircase, taking her time. Xena
was grateful that all the guests had gone away. She was never
one for large crowds. The fact they had all departed put her
at ease. Her nerves where totally on edge as it was, let alone
being starred at by tons of faces she barely remembered... No.
This was her day... Gabrielle’s day... and they should have
Two sets of jaws dropped
when blue eye finally met green. Both women stood speechless
at the other’s beauty. Both wondering why they had the
privilege of standing together, prepared to make the biggest
commitment two individuals could make. Gabrielle realized she
finally found the other half of her soul. And Xena knew she
would spend her days serving this Amazon queen before anything
else. Xena realized that if Gabrielle tired of the road, of
their adventures, she would be content to have a farm or run
the inn. Anything would do as long as the bard was doing it
Sappho spoke softly pulling
both of them from their thoughts. "Now to delight my
women friends, I’ll make a beautiful song of this
affair," she began.
"O beautiful, O
Not one girl, I think, will
ever look on the sunlight
Of another time who has such
talent as this one does.
Love shook my heart like the
wind that falls on oaks in the mountains.
You came, and I was mad to
Your breath cooled my heart
that was burning with desire.
Please, my goddess,
goldencrowned Aphrodite, let this very lot fall to me."
Sappho reached over and
Harrold handed the poet the necklaces Xena had purchased
earlier that day.
"Xena has offered these
tokens to be worn around the neck, remaining close to the
heart. Do you Gabrielle accept these tokens as a signature to
your love and devotion?"
"I do," Gabrielle
nodded. Gently, Sappho placed the necklace over Gabrielle’s
head. Then she turned to Xena.
"Gabrielle has accepted
these token. Do you wish to complete this ceremony by
acknowledging her acceptance, offering your love and devotion
"I do," the
warrior said proudly, bowing as Sappho moved to put the
necklace in place.
"Well then... by the
powers given to me of the island of Lesbos, you are officially
lifemates for as long as you live. Congratulations!"
"That’s it? It was
that easy?" Xena asked the poet.
"Getting married is
easy. Staying married takes work... but you’re both hard
workers." Sappho smiled.
Xena and Gabrielle turned to
each other. Gabrielle had never seen Xena look so contented.
And Xena had never seen Gabrielle so overjoyed. Both knew they
made the right choice. Both knew they would never walk alone
Gabrielle pulled Xena into a
passionate kiss that lasted nearly a minute. As they parted,
Xena offered Sappho her hand. The poet took it immediately
with a firm grasp.
"Thank you Sappho,"
the warrior said sincerely. "You don’t know how much I
"I wouldn’t be too
sure about that." Sappho grinned. "I can tell you
finally found your peace... I thank you for letting me be a
part of it."
The warrior smiled as
Gabrielle expressed her appreciation as well. Sappho put her
arms around both women, leading them back to the house.
"What do you say we have some cake and some wine? A toast
to the new couple is in order."
"Lead the way,"
Gabrielle agreed, resting her head on Sappho’s shoulder. The
poet looked at the warrior with a grin.
"You are so lucky to
have her, do you know that?" Sappho whispered.
answered looking toward Gabrielle. "Yes I do."
"Are you okay?"
Xena heard the sleepy voice
over her shoulder. A few moments later she felt the bard's
hands resting on it. "It’s raining," Xena said
Gabrielle listened to the
tiny drops attacking the window before speaking. "Is that
why you’re awake in the middle of the night?" she
whispered. When Xena didn’t reply she continued.
"Something on your mind?"
"Just you." The
warrior smiled warmly.
Gabrielle had to smile too.
The warrior's smile was contagious.
"What about me?"
she prodded gently.
Xena’s smile increased.
"That," she whispered. "Your ability to reach
below the surface in a... how should I say... non-threatening
manner. Just one of YOUR many skills I admire."
She wrapped her arm around
her bard’s waist and she felt the strawberry blonde hair
rest contently on her good shoulder.
"Umm," the bard
sighed tenderly. "Tell me more."
The warrior felt the soft
locks brush against her bare skin with the bards’ nod. Xena
took a moment to consider where to start.
"Let’s see. The fact
that you trust people and see the good in everyone."
Xena felt Gabrielle stiffen.
"It’s not a skill. It’s a downfall."
Xena turned and pulled
Gabrielle closer. "What makes you say that?" she
Gabrielle smiled in
discomfort. "Have we forgotten Dahak?"
"Not at all," Xena
said soberly, squeezing the bard a little closer. "But
you can’t dismiss your skill based on one incident. No one
is perfect, Gabrielle... Besides, if it weren't for your
ability to see the good in people we wouldn’t be here
together right now. On more than one occasion that skill of
yours has kept this relationship in tact."
Gabrielle pulled away from
Xena’s embrace, avoid eye contact.
"You gotta admit it was
one pretty big incident," she mumbled.
warrior whispered, trying to will the name so strongly that it
would pull the bard back in her arms. It didn’t work
however, and she watched Gabrielle climb back into bed.
Xena hesitated for a moment
but soon followed, opting to take a seat at the foot instead
of crawling under the covers like her wife. "It’s over.
Please let it go," she began.
"It will never be truly
over for me, Xena," the bard whispered.
Xena could hear the cry in
her voice and wished she could smooth away the pain. It had
been a difficult time. Difficult for both of them.
Gabrielle’s distressed pained Xena terribly and knowing
there was nothing she could do to ease it only made the pain
worse. But in the end, somehow, with a little help from
Ephiny, they survived it. She promised herself she’d
remember to thank the regent one more time at their next
began, "I can’t say I know what it feels like because I
don’t. When I killed for the first time I felt remorse, but
soon my rage took hold of me and it didn’t let go for over
ten years... But believe when I tell you the Dahak incident,
and the months that followed, weren’t totally bad - I say
this because I think it made us stronger."
Gabrielle agreed. "but I think there’s an easier road
to strength in a relationship. Murders, lies, deceit... It
doesn’t sound like positive building blocks in a
insisted, tiring of the debate. "I said I loved you and I
meant it." Xena couldn’t suppress the smug grin as she
continued to vocalize her thoughts. "Of course, you never
realized just how much until we got to this island... "
Gabrielle grinned as well
meeting her warriors eyes. "Actually, I think I always
new, or maybe hoped you felt the same... Anyway, I knew there
was something there."
Xena watched as the bard
crawled over to sit on her lap. Slowly the bard placed a
single kiss on the warrior’s lips - so gentle yet so filled
with unmistakable passion.
"I thought you wanted
to talk," Xena answered as they broke away.
"I think we’ve talked
enough for one night," Gabrielle answered.
"Are you sure?"
Xena asked pulling back to study her lifemate.
"I’ve decided that you’re right. Everything we
experience, everything we do becomes a part of us. And if
going through all that has brought you closer to my heart, I
accept it. Like I’ve said I’ll take the good and the bad
in you - I guess I’ll just have to accept it in
Xena fingers lightly
caressed the bard's cheeks. "You’ll always be the
greatest thing that’s happened in my life - and don’t
"I have a feeling you
won’t let me," Gabrielle replied playfully, before
seizing the warriors earlobe with her lips.
Xena sighed deeply at the
contact. It had been a very long road to this point. Long
indeed. Xena thought back to how innocent and naive Gabrielle
was at the beginning of their journeys - a young farm girl
looking for adventure. Xena remembered how hollow she felt at
the time. She had nothing to offer the bard but the bard
couldn’t be swayed to leave her side.
She also remembered looking
into Gabrielle’s eyes as she lay in the sarcophagus - how
tenderly Gabrielle and Ephiny helped her rise. Gabrielle never
looked so much like a woman. It wasn’t so much the queen’s
attire that she wore. Although that did help. Xena couldn’t
take her eyes off the bard’s mid-drift and the snug fit of
the low dipping tunic, not to mention those feathers - Good
No. It was something more.
The look in her eye, perhaps? Maybe the way she held her head
higher? In one way or another, Gabrielle had changed. And Xena
liked it. Liked it so much that she considered sharing her
true feelings that night. But she didn’t.
She didn’t because she
didn’t think she deserved someone like Gabrielle. To say
Xena’s past was checkered was putting it lightly. The
nightmares of the things she had done haunted her. Things she
never shared with the bard, perhaps never would. With all this
knowledge of all these ill deeds how could that beautiful
creature ever love her? And if she did truly love her, why
should she go on to live a happy life when she had taken so
many? Having Gabrielle as her love wasn’t justice for the
things she had done. So she ignored her longing and in effect
began to ignore the bard as well (when she could).
Then came Caesar, Britannia
and Dahak. Xena knew it wasn’t just her revenge of Caesar
that led Gabrielle to the temple alone on that fateful day. It
was also her need for distance from the bard. She still found
herself cursing herself for not listening to Ares; for not
looking deeper into his concern to see his sincerity. If she
did his bidding, that one time, so many things could have been
different - for the bard, for herself. Perhaps things
wouldn’t have gotten so out of control.
But once a sense of
normality returned, Xena pledge to take care of Gabrielle at
any and all costs. Even at the cost of their friendship if
need be. Xena realized Hope would be Gabrielle’s downfall,
if not the downfall of mankind everywhere. Why couldn’t
Gabrielle let her take care of the ‘problem’? Looking back
Xena realized - it wasn’t Gabrielle’s way. There was good
in everything. Even a washed up, heartbroken ex-warlord had
good in her. Yes looking back Xena knew Gabrielle had only one
difficult choice to make. And Xena also realized she caused
the bard more pain than she thought possible - all because she
thought she was protecting the bard.
Xena didn’t have time to
dwell on it though. The green dragon needed to be made small
again. She thought if she shared her past with Gabrielle the
bard would understand her commitment to why the trip was so
important and why the task needed to be done. When she pulled
back those covers in the royal chamber and she saw Gabrielle -
her Gabrielle - dressed in the Chin robes she felt too
overwhelming emotions - shock and deviation. Then later in the
dungeon came her anger. Even later during the audience with
the green dragon, the slap Gabrielle welded didn’t sting.
The only pain she felt was her heart breaking in a thousand
different directions. Xena had been betrayed, humiliated and
hurt by numerous people and Gods... But Gabrielle. She was
supposed to be different.
It wasn’t until they met
in the dungeon that Xena discovered the truth. Gabrielle was
truly different. The remorse in the bards eyes; the crack in
her voice as she spoke begging for forgiveness. Xena knew that
Gabrielle was different.
She would truly see just
what Gabrielle was made of when a short time later Callisto
returned. The warrior would also see just how wonderful a
friend Ephiny had become - to herself and the bard.
Yes, the road had been long
but they did survive and they continue to survive. ‘Survive
quite nicely,’ the warrior thought as Gabrielle’s lips now
laid claim to her neck and shoulders. Xena pushed the trip
down memory lane to the back of her mind. She decided to focus
on the present - which at hand was a beautiful Amazon queen
growing hotter and wetter by the minute. And the future -
which at hand was a beautiful Amazon queen who would grow
lovely and lovely as the years went by.
"I really love
you," the warrior whispered, coming back to the moment.
"All of you."
"I love all of you
too," Gabrielle replied. A small grin crept to her lips.
"Now kiss me before I have to get forceful."
"Ohhh, I think I like
the sound of that. I might not just for spite," Xena
Gabrielle’s grin faded
into a deep glare of sexual intent. Her passion was becoming
unchained and Xena recognized the look and she loved it. And
the warrior couldn’t resist the look. She kissed the bard
with every thing her being would allow.
The bard responded in kind.
Her tongue sought the warriors, driving forcefully and
unstoppable. Heads turned and dipped. Lips latching and
unlatching - only to claim one another again. Each woman
fought for breath in between the sporadic, teasing breaks.
Gabrielle’s desire flamed deep within her and she grabbed
the warrior by both arms intending to bring her down with her
on the bed. The sharp moan the warrior gave wasn’t expected
and the bard quickly realized her error.
"Oh Gods Xena,"
she whispered releasing the warrior. "I forgot about the
The warrior paid little
attention to the apology. "Don’t worry... Just kiss
Obeying, Gabrielle did just
that. Xena rested her weight on her two knees and one elbow.
‘Thank Gods for all those one handed push ups,’ the amazon
thought humoring herself.
Although the bard hated to
see Xena in pain, she loved this. The injury forced the
warrior's body into a new position, fitting snugly against
her. Having the warrior's nakedness so close to her own felt
so erotic. And Gabrielle savored the feel because they fit
perfectly together. And as Xena’s lips and tongue worked
down the length of Gabrielle’s body Gabrielle realized
something. She had finally found her other half and she was
As Xena’s lips
administered the passionate and sweetest of caresses,
Gabrielle’s mind wandered back to her innocence so many
years ago. Gabrielle knew there was something special in Xena.
She knew it when they first met. She knew it when they went on
the quest to return Xena’s soul to her body. She knew it
when Xena shared stories about La Mio. She knew it today in
the cypress garden... And she knew she would see it until the
day they died.
She thought back to the
conversation she had with Ephiny regarding the warrior
princess. Ephiny said, late in the evening during a festival
celebration after the Callisto incident, to look at Xena you
would never think she was ruled more by her heart than her
head. Gabrielle remembered the wink as the regent added
‘Especially when it comes to you’.
Gabrielle now understood
everything her regent was trying to convey - especially at
this moment. Xena’s lips had found her center and Gabrielle
shuttered. The warrior's fingertips tenderly caressed the
inside of the bard's thighs and she felt she could explode at
that moment. She looked down and met the azure eyes gazing at
her. All of Xena’s want, need and love danced in the sea of
blue. And that alone sent the bard over the edge.
The vibrations rattled the
bard's body and she tried to hold herself as still as
possible. Earlier that evening, when Gabrielle climaxed, she
gripped Xena’s bad arm accidentally, creating a great sense
of guilt. Xena reassured her - ‘No pain. No gain’ - and
the bard felt worlds better.
When the last shutter from
Gabrielle’s body stilled, Xena crept slowly to the
half-sleeping bard. She snuggled close letting her injured arm
drape across Gabrielle’s stomach; her head resting in the
crook of the bard’s shoulder. The warrior could tell the
amazon queen was fighting off sleep and losing. She
desperately wanted to return the favor Xena had so graciously
bestowed upon her.
whispered with a smile. "Rest now... Your satisfaction is
my happiness. Sleep, Gabrielle."
Xena listened and
Gabrielle’s breathing deepened becoming rhythmic. And soon
Xena, warrior princess, joined her lifemate Gabrielle, amazon
queen, into the dreamscape. But not before one last waking
Tonight would be the first
night Gabrielle would sleep in her arms for the rest of their
lives. With that, Xena closed her eyes and looked forward to
the first morning the bard would wake there.
And for the first time in
years, since childhood, Xena slept without a single nightmare
to disturb her. She had finally ‘come home’. Xena, at
last, had found her peace.