Life In Perpetual Spin – 02.02 – L.I.P.S


All Caught Up – the Status Quo

Bette and Tina – Bette’s father is on his death bed, still hanging on. Jayden Masters has been helping out with the everyday affairs of his heath.

Rosita Navarro – Rosita is pregnant with Tina‘s baby she is 6 months along and hasn’t slowed down at work, even after her collapse which Sam saved her from.

Alex Pezinni – Alex lost her right lower leg and has been relieved of her duties at the LAPD until she is able to pass her physical and mental tests to be reinstated.

Vanessa & Tim Haspel – Vanessa is working on the Showtime hit series Earthlings and Tim is working on his teaching degree.

Jenny & Marina – The only truly blissful couple, Jenny having just been hired as a staff writer on a new show starting up for the WB.

Shane – Shane’s blood loss resulted in brain damage, rendering her a vegetable to the world around her. She can’t tell anyone what she knows and clear Sam‘s name.

Lara – Lara was the sole heir to Sam Vance‘s massive estate. She is now in the middle of a battle with many of the stock holders of the family companies who want control to go to the next of kin, Garner Vance. She also still owns half of the Planet.

Alice & Dana – They are working on the relationship, Dana‘s career is starting to swing and Alice‘s writing has been getting her job offers.

Kit & Ivan – The couple is going strong, and Ivan and Kit are planning a night out with Melvin as one of his final wishes is to hear Kit sing.

Jo Wheaton – Jo is on a leave from the FBI, she and Tina are running Twilight and Jo is embarking on finding out who the real killer was.

*****

            Alex limped into the rehabilitation center, setting her sights on C.J. Masters across the room. Alex tussled her blonde hair, taking in a deep breath. She could do this, this was the woman that took your leg, you can do this.

            “Breath over there Alex, I can see you shaking from across the street.” Jo whispered into her ear from the very small ear bud that was stashed in her ear. Not even visible to the naked eye, unless you were sticking your tongue in the detective’s ear, you’d never know it was there.

            “Shut up Wheaton.” Alex shot back as C.J. Masters was coming towards her Alex began to play her part, acting sheepish and rather weak. She felt very much like Andria at the moment and that scared her to no ends.

            “Alexandria Pezinni. I see that I have you for the next hour. You are still wearing the leg they gave you at the hospital?” Alex simply nodded, extending her right leg and showing off the plastic foot and C.J. nodded.   “Ok, let’s get you started.” C.J. said flatly.

            45 minutes after Alex had begun her work out with C.J., she finally felt like she was getting somewhere with the young nurse. She’d gotten a smile and even a chuckle. Alex was throwing out her best charm and this woman let it bounce off of her without thought.

            “So why did you stop working the ER?” Alex asked as she grunted through another set of leg curls. Sweating profusely and her breath labored she watched C.J.’s reaction. Alex couldn’t read her at all.

            “Was to hard working there after everything that happened with Sam and Jayden and I don’t always get along. I thought this was going to be easier.” C.J. said and Alex nodded as if understanding.

            “I was always wary of her because of her having Crystal‘s heart. I know it was wrong, but I couldn’t help it.” Alex said with a shrug as she sat up, wiping her brow. Something in C.J.’s face changed and she got a look in her eye that Alex couldn’t quite read.

            “Ease her in. Mention her son.” Jo cooed into her ear and Alex took in a quick breath and asked.

            “Jayden mentioned you have a son?” Alex said, pulling the fake leg off her stump and winced at the red blistered sight. It was almost too early for her to be doing this, but time was short. Any sort of chance they had to finger C.J. as the killer was slowly slipping away, tying her into the evidence was key to this operation.

            “Yes. He’s with my father while I sort out my life.” She said handing Alex a card and saying, “Friday, 2pm.” She walked away and Alex lay back on the bench, feeling like she run a marathon and gotten shot down at the same time.

*****

            Rosita sat at her desk, leaning back in the chair and rubbing her stomach, the pile of paper work was hiding her from the door. That was how badly she was behind she closed her eyes and was sure she dozed off for a moment.

“I didn’t do it.” Rosita heard the voice and she snapped awake, looking around the room and wondering where that had come from.

“Sam…” Rosita said, standing from her desk and cracking her back, she sat on the couch and looked at the floor. The very floor that Sam had found her on, why would she have saved her if she was a cold blooded killer? There were so many things contradicting the fact that she’d been convicted as a killer.

“All right, I know. We’ll do our best Samantha.” Ro said to the room as Tina walked in, giving her an odd look.

“Samantha?” Tina asked and Rosita wiped a tear from her dark intense eyes, she cleared her throat.

“Samantha Valliantcourt, a young rape victim.” Ro covered, standing up and Tina went over and hugged her, Ro smiled.

“So last day huh?” Ro nodded, her doctor having ordered her on bed rest due to her high blood pressure. She wasn’t intending on resting, she was going to be working on the venture with Jo Wheaton and the cohorts. She didn’t tell that to Tina. She merely smiled and kissed Tina‘s warm cheek. She had to hide what was going on, especially from the woman who’s baby she was carrying.

*****

“You’re what?” Tim asked, her fork posed half way to his mouth, a scruffy beard growing on his handsome face and Vanessa was getting some water.

“Pregnant.” She said again and he dropped his fork, letting it clatter as he shot out of the chair, grabbing Vanessa and kissing her hard.

“As in baby?” He asked joyously.

“Usually when one is pregnant, it’s with a baby.” She nodded and he yelped, picking her up and swinging her around.

“I’m gonna be a dad!” He kissed her, she kissed him back, scissoring her legs around his quarterback waist, and began to grind into her, setting her on the counter.

“And.” She said with a smile, “The show has agreed to write around the pregnancy.” She added and he grinned even more brightly.

“Alex is going to shit.” He said and Vanessa nodded and kissed him again, he carried her towards the bedroom and she looked at him with a wicked glint in her eye.

“Where are you taking me?” She asked and Tim grinned,

“I’m thinking that we are going to be parents soon, I’m thinking we need some alone time while we can get it.” He laughed and Vanessa kissed him hard, laughing as he kicked the door closed against the world.

*****

Bette was sitting with her father, the sun was setting and he was holding onto his life with a tight grip. He should have been dead weeks before, but he held on tight. In 10 days Kit was going to be performing at Twilight. Jo had set everything up, and Melvin was speaking about nothing else.

“Bette?” He asked and Bette looked over, seeing the golden hues of the sun making him look that much more alive.

“Yes?”

“Are you and Miss, I mean Tina getting back together?” He asked and Bette shrugged, having decided to concentrate on him until he passed.

“I don’t know we are working on things. Small things, dates, time together. Things like that we don’t share a bed Daddy.”

“How unfortunate for you. How is Alexandria doing? Please tell her I’d like to see her?” He said through labored breath. He gasped for air after the long sentence and Bette took his hand, nodding.

“I will Daddy, I will.”

“Good. Good.” He said drifting off to sleep and Bette lay on the lawn chair besides him and listened to his breathing, counting each and every one of them as if it were his last.

*****

Jo sank into the bathtub and sighed softly. The one place where she was quiet was when she was in or under the water. It seemed to help close off some of the always present voices that played at the edge of her brain. She submerged herself under the water, taking in a breath and holding it. She hardly took breath, and her pulse never went above 25 beats per minute.

Now her pulse dipped even lower as her mind began to rest, the only real rest it ever got. She slept 10 hours per week, sometimes less. But that was restless sleep, this was true sleep. Her eyes fluttered and slowly opened as she was underwater, turning from their now normal dark amber hue to the blue green vibrancy of her young.

Tap.

Jo heard in her dream.

Tap.

It wasn’t a dream, Jo sat up slowly, her eyes transforming again but just as she was about to stand, she was sure she heard a voice. She stopped, her toned and lean body hovered between getting up and sitting down when the force slammed into her.

Knocking her off her feet, slamming and splashing down into the tub and she blacked out.


*****

“I don’t know if I can do this. Have you seen what they want me to write about?” Jenny asked Marina, who looked over her shoulder and nodded.

“Yes. Sex.” She laughed and Jenny closed the laptop, giving Marina a glare. Marina laughed, opening a bottle of wine and Jenny got the glasses. She also grabbed the salad dressing and Marina groaned.

“Not that ranch stuff again, I made a wonderful vinaigrette why not…”

“I like the ranch.” Jenny made a face and playfully stuck her tongue out. Marina grabbed her tongue and tugged on it.

“Careful or I’ll put that to good use.”

“Pweeze zo..” Jenny said and Marina let go, and kissed her lightly.

“You’ll be fine, forget about writing for a while and come and eat. We shall look over your notes and you’ll find that inspiration you so desperately need.”

“Ok, deal. I’m still eating the ranch.” Jenny said and a soft groan from Marina and she shrugged her shoulders.

“As you wish.”

******

“I can understand your trepidations, but I am going to run these companies.” Lara was saying into the phone, walking around her new apartment in her bare feet, wearing a black wife beater, and old jeans. Something that Sam would have worn, she felt at home in them, as she listened to the lawyer. “Listen closely to me. I. Am. Going. To. Be. At. This. Meeting. Tomorrow.” She hung up the phone and threw it across the room, it skittered across the hardwood floor and came to a halt at the door, and Jo bent down to pick it up.

“They piss you off huh? I am reminded that pissing off a red head is bad, the flash in their cheeks. The low tone of voice.” Jo said, setting the phone on the cradle by the door. Lara took in a sharp breath, not knowing how she’d gotten in.   “The balcony.” Jo said with a soft voice, very unlike her usual voice, walking seductively over to Lara and Lara swallowed, seeing her eyes, her shimmering skin. Jo‘s voice had changed it was devoid of her usual Cajun accent. It was silkier, smoother and familiar.

“Jo?”  Jo said nothing instead she stepped up to Lara, trailing a finger down the left side of her face. Shivers ran up Lara‘s spine and she felt her voice getting caught in her throat. Jo‘s dark blonde hair was wet, plastered to her head yet wild.

“You believe in fate?” Jo asked her voice was different, loftier and softer than she’d heard before and Lara gasped.

“Yes.”

“We were meant to be, in some reality, we were meant to be.” Jo said and her eyes changed from that dark haunting amber to grey as the sky outside and Lara gasped. She back peddled, but Jo caught her at the small of her back, tugging her closer.

“Sam?” Lara asked and Jo slumped in her arms, Lara caught her, lowering the FBI agent to the floor and pushing her wet hair away from her eyes.

“Ooh god, what is going on?” She asked the room, and got no answer. She felt for a pulse and she found none. She grabbed the phone and dialed 911.

*****

Alice climbed into bed with Dana, sliding her naked body against hers, feeling the heat rising from the sheets as she settled in. Dana awoke slowly and turned, kissing Alice on the lips and Alice smiled.

“Where have you been?” Dana asked and Alice said in a soft voice.

“I was with Shane. I just had to go see her before they moved her to that home.” Dana nodded, having gone to see her earlier that evening.

“I know you loved her, as a friend Al, but we are going to have to let go, she’s dead.” Dana said, sniffling and Alice let Dana cradle her head and kiss her head.

“I know, I just can’t help thinking that we could have stopped all of this, I don’t know.” She sighed, and Dana held her as she cried tears for their friend once again.


*****

Well… I’M BACK
Fix your bent computer cord and get ready for the ride
I’m like a thorn in your side
Won’t go away, but I smell so sweet
Like a rose under your nose
The center of attention for just one day
I’m interesting, the best thing since televised murder
Infesting the kiddies and nesting
Testing!
Can I have your attention please?
Here’s my 10 cents, 8 cent Canadian though, eh?

I’ll go tit for tat with anyone who thinks they got a gun up on me
Writers of the L Word got nothing on us Fan Fiction writers
Give us the signal and we’ll be there in an instant with the Dyke Drama
To bad we can’t get wealthy writing Fan Fic
There’s a concept that is scary
20 million other Fan Fictions writers emerge
But no matter how many fish in the sea
It would have been empty without ME