Sylvie

Listening and watching Sylvie as she darted off down the path the couple had taken to the apartments, Casey made out most of what her maker had intended to do for the remainder of the evening.  Get the motorcycle, go find the professor at Southern Virginia University and retrieve Tarsey’s skull.  Shaking her head briefly, Casey thought of alternate plans for the evening.

Waiting until Sylvie was a decent distance away from her, the newborn vampire crouched and then leapt into the air.  Her trajectory picture perfect, Casey landed with the grace of a panther on Sylvie’s back. “Hi there, baby-cakes.”  Casey cooed softly into Sylvie’s ear.

Caught a little by surprise, Sylvie stopped in mid-thought and turned to see the strawberry-copper hair of her partner and progeny. “Hello yourself.  You have a unique way of confusing me.”  Sylvie felt a quick and impactful kiss on her neck and purred in response. “You have my attention, love.”

“Good.”  Casey plastered little kisses along Sylvie’s neck before continuing. “I thought we’d change up the plans a tad.”  Casey lightly giggled as the pair approached their home.

“Is that a fact?”  Sylvie played. “We should get Tarsey’s skull back while we still can.”

Raising one of her deep brown eyebrows, Casey half-smiled and kissed Sylvie on the neck once more. “Let’s just get inside and…”  She cleared her throat playfully, “…discuss it.”

Nodding briefly, Sylvie grabbed the keys from her jeans pocket and opened the door.  Feeling Casey hop down from her back, Sylvie took a slight step to the side and playfully bowed, “After you gorgeous.  I can’t wait to hear your alternate plans.”  Sylvie winked.

Quickly giving Sylvie a curtsy, Casey walked inside and headed for the living room where she stretched out on the sofa. “Relaxing and a simple discussion before anything.  Let’s relish in the fact we just did something amazingly good for the evening.”

Closing and locking the door behind her, Sylvie made her way into the living room wanting to hear what Casey had in mind. “That is true, we just did a very vigilante thing.  It felt good to do it.”  She grinned and plopped down beside Casey on the sofa. “So, Discussion?”

“Yep.”  Casey acknowledged before crawling into Sylvie’s lap with her legs to either side so she was closer to Sylvie. “Before I get into the deeper part of why no skull tonight…”  Casey leaned forward and took the liberty to kiss Sylvie deeply. “...When we met about a year ago, you escorted me after Faye and I returned from the disposal of the spy. I recall that Viv let the meeting out and you walked with me. ”

“I remember.  I hooked my arm under yours and we talked in depth of how Vivienne killed the spy.”  Sylvie beamed at the memory. “What does this have to do..”  Sylvie watched Casey place a single finger over her lips, silencing the upcoming question.

“I told you at the time that I was straight, only interested in guys.”  Casey nibbled on her lower lip, appearing to be a touch nervous. “That wasn’t exactly the truth I told you or Vivienne.”  She shrugged, “The fact of the matter is that I was lying to myself out of bits of confusion and…”  Casey paused, “...because of Brian.  I had no idea that he’d gone crazy until he tried to kill you.”  Putting the incident with the car and the destruction of Phantasmagoria to the back of her memory, Casey kissed her girlfriend once more. “With Vivienne, I was drunk and she’d not made me a ward yet, so I was being cautious.  I didn’t want to just fall prey to her absolute beauty.”  Casey sighed, “Her blue eyes just melt anyone.”

“I agree.”  Sylvie closed her eyes for a moment and recalled the ocean-blue eyes of her friend. “She’s the only blue-eyed vampire I have ever seen.”  Sylvie sat up straight and wrapped her arms around Casey. “What does this have to do with tonight, love?”

Smushing herself into Sylvie, Casey took an excited breath. “So, I..I leveled with you about being at the very least bisexual.  T..T..Time for you to level with me.”  Casey winked lovingly and lightly kissed Sylvie’s shoulder. “Why did you come with me anyway? I was just getting something to eat...humm...knowing what I know about you now, I suspect you had a vision.”

Caught by surprise, Sylvie slouched back on the couch and after a few seconds cupped Casey’s slender cheeks lightly. “I did promise to tell you visions, so I guess I can tell you that one.”  Sylvie closed her eyes and relived the brief vision. “When I first touched you, I saw a lifetime with a woman.  I couldn’t see a face, only the features.  Strawberry-copper hair, pale white, the image of the sun in my eyes.  I assumed it was you because I touched you.”  Sylvie paused and smiled, “So I escorted you from the meeting.”

“Slick move, Miss Miakoda.”  Casey purred and pulled Sylvie’s hands from her cheeks and kissed them one at a time. “So you were in love with a concept for a year?”

“I wouldn’t put it like that.”  Sylvie expressed lovingly. “We did spend plenty of time together after Vivienne killed Denise.  You were my friend, but I wanted more.”  Sylvie winked, “When I mentioned it, you turned me down.  Gently, but firmly.”

Casey recalled the few months before Vivienne took her to France, enjoying the closeness between Sylvie and her, yet keeping her at a distance. “I had just gotten over a major shock and I wasn’t ready to love anyone, let alone commit to a relationship.  I didn’t want to lie to myself or hurt the person that might have loved me.”  She confessed.  “You and I were great friends, and I needed that at the time.”  Casey then beamed, “I knew I had to leave Vivienne’s service, so my goal was to come back and see you.”  Casey paused, “Just so you know, I went guy crazy before they got married.  Sex two or three times a day, different guys.”

“Any reason why?”  Sylvie asked, concerned. “Doesn’t seem like something you’d do.”

Casey snuggled Sylvie, “I didn’t want to feel, I also wanted my blood to be sex laden for Vivienne and Faye to let them enjoy their honeymoon.”  Casey leaned up and smiled. “You know the whole emotion thing in blood that we can feel and react to if we want.”

Nodding in understanding, Sylvie took a moment to gather and absorb the confession going on between her and Casey. “You didn’t have to tell me that, my sunshine.  It’s the past and we cannot change it.”  Sylvie’s eyes shifted to full moons, “I am still wondering what this has to do with tonight.  Confessions are good for the soul, but that doesn’t answer the tasks that I promised I would do.”