Rebekah
Rebekah got up and headed for the bathroom. She had a shower and dressed in jeans and a light pink shirt, then slipped some thongs on, tied her hair up, and went into the caf.
"Morning Storm," Rebekah greeted as she headed to the servery and got a small fruit salad and an orange juice.
She settled herself down at the table and began to eat her breakfast.
Jonothon.
Jonothon felt her wake up and walked down to the caf. He slid into the seat across from her.
"Hey, luv."
Rebekah
"Hey."
Rebekah rubbed her eyes slightly.
"Have a good night?"
Jonothon.
"Harrassed stupid people over the Net," Jonothon said.
"That was fun. Have a good night's sleep?"
Rebekah
"Yeah, would've rathered staying up with you though," Rebekah replied, taking a sip of orange juice.
Jonothon.
"I don't need to sleep."
Jonothon brushed his fingers over her cheek gently.
"You do."
Rebekah
"Yeah, but I like having you around."
Rebekah carefully left out that taking some of Octavian's pain had slightly backfired on her.
Jonothon.
Jonothon smiled slightly.
"So, what do you want to do today?"
Rebekah
"Well..."
Rebekah flipped two tickets out of her pocket.
"Bobby got me out of bed last night to tell me his dying wishes. He had tickets to a comedy show today, but he cannot go because he's apparently dying, and has graciously given me the tickets."
She giggled.
"He is convinced he is dying, but who am I to complain? We get free tickets out of the deal."
Jonothon.
"If he wasn't such a nonce that he climbed the roof after Tav, he wouldn't have the problem," Jonothon said.
"He'll be fine in a month or so, least Dr McCoy thinks that. So, which comic?"
Rebekah
"Tommy Tiernan. Irish man."
Rebekah grinned slightly.
"I'm such an accent whore."
Jonothon.
"You only love me fer my accent. Oh, woe."
Jonothon's eyes glittered with amusement.
"Sounds cool. What time is the show?"
Rebekah
"Oh, there's much more to you than your accent."
Rebekah kissed him deeply.
"It's at 11. So roughly, in two hours."
Jonothon.
"What should we do till then?" Jonothon asked.
"Probably should check on Tavvie."
Rebekah
"Oui, that is a good idea."
Rebekah finished her breakfast and got up to take her dishes to the kitchen. She came back out.
Jonothon & Octavian.
Jonothon took her hand as they walked to Octavian's room. Jonothon knocked on the door.
Octavian sat bolt upright in bed, then got twisted in the sheets and fell on the ground heavily.
"OW! F*CK!"
"Bad timing?" Jonothon almost snickered.
Rebekah
"Are you ok, Octavian?" Rebekah asked, squeezing Jono's hand gently.
Octavian & Jonothon.
"I just...owwwww...fell out of bed," Octavian said, picking himself up off the floor.
He winced and put on some loose fitting Oriental style pants, before slipping the matching top over his head. He checked his face in the mirror. Not so bad. Pale, and sick looking but not like he'd been punched repeatedly.
He opened the door and leaned against the frame languidly.
"You look like shit, mate."
Rebekah
"Jono, play nice," Rebekah said.
"Are you ok this morning?"
Jonothon & Octavian.
"He does look like shit," Jonothon defended himself.
"Better...I was thinking about going to look in on Bobby when I woke up," Octavian said.
"I feel badly because he followed me up to the roof."
Rebekah
"Oh don't worry, he's convinced he's going to die, because he can't have sex for a month. I personally think that a month without sex will be good for him," Rebekah said, leaning against Jono, and taking his arm and putting it around her waist.
Octavian & Jonothon.
"If I can divert the good doctor out of the labs, I don't think Bobby will have to wait quite as long as that," Octavian said, smiling wickedly.
"So don't want to know," Jonothon said.
He nuzzled Bek's neck softly as the three started to walk to the medlabs to see Bobby.
Rebekah
"Octavian, you are impossible," Rebekah said, turning her head slightly to kiss Jono's cheek as they entered the elevator.
Octavian & Jonothon.
"But oh so sexy. Leave this lout, maiden most fair and come dwell with me. We will make love so wondrous, the stars would weep," Octavian said.
Jonothon glared at him and Octavian chuckled.
"Bobby!"
Octavian walked gracefully over to the bed with Bobby on it.
Rebekah and Bobby
"Tempting... oh wait, no, it's really not. I happen to like being with Jono, ta muchly," Rebekah said. "Hey Bobby."
Bobby smiled slowly.
"I'm dying, Tav. No sex."
"And it's only been a night, however will you cope for a month?"
"Oh don't say it!"
Octavian & Jonothon.
"Never fear, I will find a way to work around it," Octavian said, looking at the medical appartus holding Bobby's hip so it could heal.
"You really shouldn't have followed me."
"Because Tav can climb like a cat and the rest of us often can't," Jonothon said.
Bobby and Rebekah
"Oh I've learned my lesson. My poor pelvis," Bobby said, frowning.
"Yay, we can all sleep in peace for a month!" Rebekah said.
"Well, not us, we'll have to hear you and Jono. Oh god, yeah, Bek! Harder Jono! God!" Bobby grinned. "You can't hit the injured!"
Jonothon & Octavian.
Jonothon flicked Bobby on the forehead.
"It's only your hip that's broken."
"Rude nasty man," Octavian scolded Jonothon.
Bobby and Rebekah
"Ow, Bek, get your boyfriend to leave me alone," Bobby said.
"No," she replied succinctly, leaning back against Jono. "I happen to like him the way he is."
"I bet you do. Harder Jono, god yeah!"
Jonothon & Octavian.
"Pushing it, really pushing it," Jonothon said.
Hank came out of his office.
"I thought I heard voices. Just don't excite him too much," the blue furred medico advised, then turned to go back into his office.
"Hmm...maybe I should go then," Octavian murmured.
"Because I plan to excite him a lot."
Bobby and Rebekah
"I'm in pain, Jono, have some compassion. Hell, have some passion," Bobby said, grinning.
"Bobby, it's quiet time," Rebekah said.
"Oh harder, Jono! Oh God, Bek! Oh Goddddddd!"
Jonothon & Octavian.
Jonothon looked around the lab.
"Right, where's a pillow?"
"Oh, you can't smother him," Octavian said.
"Look at him. He's too cute to kill."
Rebekah and Bobby
"Uh-uh, no, Jono, no killing," Rebekah said.
"Come on, Bek, I'm immobile. Have your way with me. Sit on my face," Bobby said, grinning.
Rebekah looked around. "Where's a damn pillow?"
Octavian & Jonothon.
"If we can get Blue out of here, I think we can work something out," Octavian said.
He smiled slightly, and traced his fingers up Bobby's uninjured leg.
"I see no pillows. Do we see mindbending drugs?" Jonothon said in frustration.
Bobby and Rebekah
"Oh God, Tav... but my pelvis," Bobby said, pouting.
Rebekah shook her head.
"Tav, he's injured. Can't you go a month?"
"Hey, we're not used to being celibate like you and Jono. Well, you're not exactly celibate anymore."
Bobby looked slightly afraid that he couldn't move.
"Injured, don't hurt me!"
Octavian & Jonothon.
"It's not like he has to move," Octavian said reasonably as his hand neared Bobby's crotch.
"Not while we're here," Jonothon said, grimacing.
"Well, you could just go."
Bobby and Rebekah
"Unless you wanted to join in. Open invitation to both of you. Come on, Jono, don't you want to see Rebekah have her way with me?" Bobby asked.
"Oh ew," Rebekah commented.
Jonothon & Octavian.
"No."
Jonothon's eyes narrowed.
Octavian chuckled slightly, hand carefully moving. He didn't want to hurt Bobby after all.
Bobby and Rebekah
Bobby winced slightly.
"You don't want to see Rebekah's pretty little lips wrapped around me? Which lips, I'll let you decide."
Rebekah looked grossed out.
Jonothon & Octavian.
"Right, going now..."
Jonothon started to steer Bek in the direction of the door. Octavian pouted slightly.
"See, they don't love us at all, Bobby."
He stroked Bobby gently through the teen's pants.
Rebekah and Bobby
"Good idea."
Rebekah took Jono's hand gently.
Bobby moaned.
"Ow, but oooohhhhhh."
Jonothon & Octavian.
"How much longer do we have before the show starts?" Jonothon asked as they stepped into the elevator.
Octavian smiled slightly and kissed Bobby gently.
"Just don't move too much."
He slid his hand into Bobby's pants.
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah looked at her phone.
"An hour. And we have to drive into the city anyway," she said.
Bobby kissed him back and moaned.
"How can you expect me not to move when you're doing... oh god..."
Jonothon & Octavian.
"Yeah, we should get going. Do you want to get changed?" JOnothon asked Bek.
Octavian chuckled slightly.
"Shhhh..."
He slid Bobby's pants down slightly and took him in his mouth.
Rebekah and Bobby
"I just need to grab something from my room, then we can go. Unless you want to get changed," Rebekah replied.
Bobby bit his lip to keep from crying out.
He tried not to move his hips.
Ah Jesus, don't move them again.
Jonothon & Octavian.
"I'm good."
Jonothon walked with her to her room.
Octavian put a hand on Bobby's uninjured hip and held him down so he didn't buck. He took Bobby deeper into his mouth, humming slightly.
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah opened her door and let them in, then closed it behind them. She decided to get changed and undid her pants and stepped out of them, walking over to her wardrobe in her shirt and a white g- string. She grabbed a knee length denim skirt.
"Sorry, probably should've wanred you that I was going to do that."
She went to her dresser and picked up a silver chain, with the ring hanging off it. She fastened it around her neck, and then turned to Jono.
"Ok, good to go."
Bobby moaned softly.
Jonothon & Octavian.
Jonothon nodded dumbly.
"Umm...yeah."
Octavian let Bobby slip out of his mouth, swiping his tongue along the stud once.
"Shh," he admonished, then took Bobby back in his mouth.
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah smiled and went over to him and kissed him gently.
"I can drive, if you want?"
Bobby closed his eyes and hissed in a breath as he came.
Jonothon & Octavian.
"Yeah," Jonothon said.
"I don't like driving cars. I like my bike."
Octavian swallowed, then put Bobby back in his pants.
"Hmm..."
Rebekah and Bobby
"Alright, then, let's go."
Rebekah grabbed a jacket, her phone, money and the tickets and then paused.
"Jono, you know... have I told you lately how wonderful you are?"
She smiled charmingly.
"Could you put my phone in your pocket?"
She kissed his cheek, then put the money in her small pocket, and flipped the car keys into her hand.
Bobby smiled lazily.
"Thanks."
Jonothon & Octavian.
Jonothon took the phone and put it in the pocket of his jacket.
"You're lucky that I love you."
Octavian smiled slightly, and licked his lips.
"Not a problem."
Rebekah and Bobby
"Yes, I am. I'm very lucky to have you."
Rebekah took his hand as they walked to the garage. She unlocked the car and slid into the drivers seat.
Bobby lifted a hand and touched Octavian's face gently.
"Mmmm."
Jonothon & Octavian.
Jonothon got into the passenger's seat.
Octavian turned his head slightly and licked at Bobby's fingers.
"So, how quickly do you think you can heal?"
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah started the car and then reversed out of the garage, before shifting into first and starting down the street, changing to second, and then third. She flicked on the radio before returning her hand to the gear stick.
"Driving manual is overtly sexual," she said, never taking her eyes off the road. "Look."
She pretended to stroke the gear stick.
Bobby shrugged slightly.
"Not sure."
Jonothon & Octavian.
"You are a loony."
Jonothon shook his head slightly.
Octavian looked thoughtful.
"Soon, please."
Rebekah and Bobby
"But you love me anyway," Rebekah answered, taking her hand off the gear stick and rubbing his knee for a second, then returning to driving.
"Come on, don't tell me that didn't turn you on."
Bobby smiled.
"I'll try."
Jonothon & Octavian.
"Oh yeah, baby. Work that stick shift like you mean it."
Jonothon shook his head.
"Loony."
Octavian smiled back and leant over to kiss Bobby. He hissed slightly as his shirt dragged against the wounds on his back. They were better, but not fully healed.
Rebekah and Bobby
"If you're lucky, I'll give you the same treatment," Rebekah said, nodding.
"How about I just take my skirt off and walk around you again?"
Bobby kissed him back.
"Speaking of healing, how are you?"
Jonothon & Octavian.
"You're a naughty girl."
Jonothon smiled slightly.
"Fine, fine, I'm just fine," Octavian said, waving a hand to dismiss Bobby's concerns.
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah smiled and stopped at the traffic light. She looked at him under her eyelashes.
"I'm not naughty, I'm innocent."
Bobby nodded.
"Well, I don't believe you, but oh well."
Jonothon & Octavian.
"Wicked," Jonothon said firmly.
Octavian smiled a twisted unhappy smile.
"Best not to know."
Rebekah and Bobby
"Makes me charming though. Part of my allure."
Rebekah put her hand on Jono's knee and let it glide up slightly, then returned it back to the gear stick and started driving again as the light went green.
"Well, you know me, I won't push unless you want me too," Bobby said. "Sorry I wasn't there for you last night. You weren't alone, were you?"
Jonothon & Octavian.
"Makes things interesting, a little touch of the dark," Jonothon said.
Octavian shook his head.
"Bek stayed with me until I fell asleep."
Rebekah and Bobby
"Good, least you like it."
Rebekah pulled into the parking lot and did a perfect park.
"Go on, beat that, Brit boy," she teased. "Getting whipped by the French."
Bobby smiled.
"Ah, nice Bek returned?"
Jonothon & Octavian.
"But we beat you a lot," Jonothon pointed out.
He got out of the car.
"Least, 'istorically speakin'."
"Yes, for a bit," Octavian said.
He looked at Bobby and seemed to come to a descion. He glanced towards the door of Hank's office, but it was closed and Hank seemed enthralled by his computer.
"Bobby, I..."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah hopped out of the car and locked it.
"We chose to sit out, we weren't beaten."
She walked over to Jono and slipped her hand into his.
"I could single handedly stop a war."
Bobby looked at him.
"Myes?"
Jonothon & Octavian.
Jonothon nodded.
"Oh yes. Cos yer so lovely."
Octavian sighed and put his head in his hands for a moment, then turned his back and slid his shirt up.
"They go all the way down to my ankles as well. Father was most displeased at something I said."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah smiled and nodded.
"Ah, see, you've learnt something about me."
She led him into the venue, and handed the doorman their tickets, and were ushered to their seats.
Bobby winced in sympathy.
"You have to tell someone. Besides me."
Jonothon & Octavian.
Jonothon shook his head slightly as they sat down.
"Lunatic."
Octavian dropped his shirt again and turned back, shaking his head, eyes wide.
"I can't. He really would kill me. The other thing is, Bobby..."
Octavian looked down at his hands, truly unable to look at Bobby as he took a deep breath.
"Yesterday...he...decided that his whore should service others beside himself. After all, such expertise shouldn't go to waste..."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah smiled and pulled the handrest up, and slid it into the middle of the chair, allowing the seat to become a double. She leaned into his side and put her hand on his knee, drumming slightly,
"Not lunatic. Lovely. Lovelitic."
Bobby felt his temper rise.
"If I could get up, I would go and kill him right now."
Jonothon & Octavian.
"Of course. How could I think h'otherwise?"
Jonothon shook his head slightly.
Octavian looked panicked.
"Don't you dare! Stay. Be good. Good Bobby, no undoing Dr McCoy's work!"
Rebekah and Bobby
"Exactly, now kiss me before this show starts," Rebekah demanded playfully.
Bobby frowned.
"If I were a cartoon, there would be steam coming out of my ears right now... oh! Cartoons! Oh, Sailor Moon was about to find out she was the Neo Moon Queen Serenity!"
Jonothon & Octavian.
Jonothon leant over and did as she commanded.
"Pushy, pushy woman."
"You should ask Dr McCoy if he will let you have a tv in here," Octavian suggested.
Don't ask any more. Because I want to tell you, but I can't.
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah smiled and kissed him back.
"Thank you. And as if you don't enjoy it."
She turned to the front, settling into Jono's arms as Tommy Tiernan came onstage.
"Hello, everyone, I'm Irish!"
Bobby nodded.
"You sure you're ok?"
Jonothon & Octavian.
Jonothon settled to watch the show, smiling slightly in contentment.
Octavian's mouth twitched.
"No. I..."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah sighed happily.
"I have three children, and our youngest is a little nine month old baby girl. Just an opinion, I think she's mine. Now, I probably perceive her in a different way to that of the world, because I'm her Daddy. She's my girl. But in my opinion, she's got to be... the fattest f*cking human being on this planet!"
Rebekah giggled and settled her head on Jono's shoulder.
"The child has let herself go completely!"
Bobby looked at Octavian.
"Hmm?"
Jonothon & Octavian.
Jonothon chuckled appreciatively.
Octavian put his face in his hands and felt tears wet his fingers.
"I can't..."
Rebekah and Bobby
"I'm leaving UNICEF posters of starving children around the house, saying 'look at what you can achieve if you make an effort! But we have neighbours come round, and she's walking around naked, like this giant Buddah baby, screaming 'FEED ME!'"
Rebekah laughed.
Bobby frowned.
"Tav, please."
Jonothon & Octavian.
Jonothon laughed outright.
"God, this guy is funny."
"He had a child there, a young girl. She looked like Dem, I managed to make him send her away then but I don't know, I couldn't save her," Octavian said in a quick voice.
"What if he just decides to take Dem? I couldn't bear it. She doesn't deserve that."
Rebekah and Bobby
"Yeah," Rebekah agreed, giggling out loud.
"But the wizard, of our house, is a three year old boy. And from the moment he wakes up in the morning, to the moment he goes to bed at night... he lives in a complete fantasy world. We have no idea what name he's operating under. It's not the one we gave him. 'Today, I shall be called GEPETTO!'"
Tommy Tiernan put his arm up in the air.
"He has an invisible friend. Named Dermot. We have no idea where Dermot came from, how Dermot got into the house... all we know is that one Sunday, we had to make sandwiches for him at lunch. I sat on Dermot once. Dermot draws on the walls."
Bobby frowned.
"You have to tell someone, Tav."
Jonothon & Octavian.
Jonothon chuckled again, sliding his fingers through Rebekah's.
"I can't!"
Octavian shook his head violently.
"I just can't, Bobby."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah smiled at Jono, then returned her attention back to the stage.
"My son has a full length Batman costume, head to toe, BATMAN, complete with a mask and a cape! One day, he decided, he wanted to go downtown dressed... AS BATMAN! He wasn't asking our permission, merely informing us of his decision. Standing at the door, like Julius Caeser 'I AM READY!'"
Rebekah laughed and squeezed Jono's hand gently.
"I was reluctant to take him at first, but then his mother said 'TAKE HIM!'. So I walked down the street with him. Batman in this hand. Dermot in the other. The sad thing is, after awhile, I started to believe Dermot was real too. Dermot's very quiet, what's wrong with him? What's Dermot dressed as?"
Tommy Tiernan paused. "Oh Daddy... Pocahontas!"
Bobby's eyebrows furrowed.
Jonothon & Octavian.
Jonothon laughed again.
"Pocahontas!"
Octavian calmed himself, shoulders shuddering slightly.
"No. Not an option. Never has been and never will be."
Rebekah and Bobby
"Sometimes, when I'm away from home, in my hotel room, I get a bit randy. Randy, randy, I'm a randy man, lying on my lovely princess bed with a raging speed horn!"
Rebekah chuckled.
"And she's at home, confused with three children. And I ring up and say 'Talk dirty to me! Talk dirty! What are you wearing? Oh make it up! I'm not there, just make it up! Speak sexy! Sexy, sexy!... 'Mummy! Daddy's on the phone! Tell him I'm dressed as Batman... but Dermot's naked if he's interested!' Thanks, you guys have been great!"
He bowed and left the stage.
Bobby looked worried.
"But this is getting out of hand."
Jonothon & Octavian.
Jonothon laughed and joined in the general applause.
"Maybe it is, maybe it isn't," Octavian said.
"The matter still stands that I do *not* want anyone else to know about it."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah joined in the applause and looked at Jono.
"That was excellent."
Bobby shrugged.
"You're choice, but it just seems like this is something you should maybe tell Xavier."
Jonothon & Octavian.
"That was fantastic."
Jonothon smiled at her.
Octavian looked like he was about to throw up.
"No!"
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah grinned.
"Feel like just hanging out in town?"
She stood up and adjusted her skirt.
Bobby nodded.
"It's up to you, it's just... well it's up to you."
Jonothon & Octavian.
Jonothon nodded, watching her before he stood.
"Sounds like a great idea."
"I...thank you," Octavian said, hands ceasing their shaking.
"Most people would just ignore me."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah leaned over and kissed him softly, before taking his hand and leading him out to the car.
"So, what did you feel like doing? And if you say me, I know you've been hanging out with Bobby and Tav too much."
Bobby smiled slightly.
"Look, you know my opinion. But this isn't my secret to tell, you know."
Jonothon & Octavian.
Jonothon shook his head slightly.
"Anything you want to do would be fine."
Octavian nodded slowly.
"I do."
Rebekah and Bobby
"Hmmm, well, why don't we just drive around. And I can make more sexual comments about driving, and you can just get more and more hot and bothered."
Rebekah unlocked the car and got in.
Bobby yawned slightly.
Jonothon & Octavian.
Jonothon shook his head, smiling faintly as he got into the car.
"Of course, luv."
Octavian stood.
"You're tired. I'll go."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah started the car and revved the engine, then stroked the hand brake, before letting it out. She licked her lips and giggled, then changed gears and sped out of the parking lot.
"We could see a movie? Although, I remember the last movie we saw, where we didn't actually see it."
Bobby shook his head.
"Nah, I'm ok."
Jonothon & Octavian.
"Yeah, it was a great movie."
Jonothon smiled.
"If you're sure..." Octvian said, sitting back down.
"Anyway. How are you doing with that essay Xavier set for English Lit?"
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah blushed slightly.
"So," she said, changing the subject. "What's new?"
"Half done. I wonder if I'll get this month off work," Bobby said.
Jonothon & Octavian.
"New songs. Otherwise, not much. Oh, a gig. At some club other then the Bronze."
Jonothon grinned.
"With Xavier? Highly unlikely," Octavian said.
"Think about who you're talking about."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah flinched slightly when she heard the word 'Bronze'.
"Cool."
Bobby frowned.
"But look, I'm so sad and helpless!"
Jonothon & Octavian.
"Some new club...they're looking for new acts cos they can't afford the famous ones," JOnothon said.
He shrugged philosophically.
"Yes, but he's heartless," Octavian said firmly.
"He just needs a white cat to pet."
Rebekah and Bobby
"Fair enough."
Rebekah turned a corner and pulled up to the side of the road.
"I've taken you into a side street to rape you... but seriously, what did you want to do?"
Bobby nodded.
"I agree... my pelvis! Oh God, my pelvis!"
Jonothon & Octavian.
Jonothon leant over and kissed her.
"I'm up for wotever you are, luv."
Octavian snickered.
"Drama queen. Or just queen."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah kissed him back softly.
"I don't like decision making. It's hard."
Bobby pouted.
"Yeah, well you're King Lesbian."
Jonothon & Octavian.
Jonothon looked around.
"Mmph. Public. Maybe too public. I don't want to get arrested."
Octavian chuckled slightly.
"Yes, because I was female at one point. Maybe just for kicks, Dem and I should look that spell up again. Hmm?"
He arched an eyebrow at Bobby.
Rebekah and Bobby
"Well, Gwen and Mordred had all the public sex, but now looking at the look in your eyes, I'm thinking I shouldn't encourage it. Not that it would be a bad thing, but you're not a teleporter like he is, so you couldn't get us out of trouble easily, although we could use our telepathy, but I don't think that's the point."
Rebekah took a breath.
"You're meant to stop me when I do that."
Bobby grinned.
"TAVABELLE!"
Jonothon & Octavian.
"But I like listening to you do that," Jonothon said innocently as his hand inched up her thigh.
Octavian pouted.
"Well, that's a nice way to treat the only person likely to give you any form of sexual pleasure until you're healed, I must say."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah blushed.
"Naughty!"
Bobby smiled innocently.
"But it's a sexy name."
Jonothon & Octavian.
"Ya think?"
Jonothon fiddled with the button at the top of her skirt.
"And who parked the car?"
Octavian pouted harder.
"I don't think it is."
Rebekah and Bobby
"I was stopping so we could decide where we wanted to go! Naughty!"
She reached over and ran a finger down his face.
"Do you think we'd be in trouble if we didn't come back until tomorrow?"
Bobby smiled again.
"I'd kiss your pout if I could sit up... but it is. You can call me Bellabob."
Jonothon & Octavian.
"Ah, but yer the one who put the thought in my mind."
Jonothon's fingers slipped down the waistband of her skirt.
"And I don't think they would be mad."
Octavian did not look appeased.
"Better apologising needed. Feelings hurt. Likelihood of Bobby coming again before he can get out of bed, rapidly decreasing."
Rebekah and Bobby
"I did not. How did I?"
Rebekah stuck her tongue out at him.
"Wanna go to Darien Lake?"
Bobby pouted.
"I love you, and I want to have your babies."
Jonothon & Octavian.
"You said now that you'd dragged me into this street to rape me," Jonothon said.
"Though you can't exactly rape the already willing."
He lifted an eyebrow at her.
"You can't have my babies," Octavian pointed out.
"We're both guys. Something that can be rectified, however."
He grinned evilly.
"The one good thing about being female is that you can just orgasm over and over. If you're with a good lover."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah slapped his arm softly.
"Bad! And not in that bad I want to spank you way, because while I'd probably look really good in leather, I don't think I want to whip you and such, because I'm not looking to expand into a career in being a dominatrix, because I don't really think that would be a good look on me and - "
She frowned.
"Stop me when I do that! So Darien Lake, yay or nay? We can ride... something other than each other... and each other..."
Bobby grinned.
"If I were a girl, I'd just finger myself all day."
Jonothon & Octavain.
"Yeah, sounds cool."
Jonothon nodded slightly.
His fingers were still playing with the waistband of her skirt and knickers.
"Heaven knows I did," Octavian said.
Rebekah and Bobby
"You, hands out. Otherwise I can't drive and we'll have an accident."
Rebekah leaned over and kissed him gently.
Bobby grinned.
"Man, those would've been gooooood times. I'd try and get my whole hand in. Yeah."
He chuckled.
"I'd be so loose."
Jonothon & Octavian.
"Yeah, I could do that."
Jonothon kissed her back.
"It's called a road test," Octavian said.
"If you get a new car, it's nice to take it on a test drive. If you get a new body, obviously you should do the same."
Rebekah and Bobby
"Good boy."
Rebekah switched the car on again and shifted into gear.
"Do we want to stop off at school and get the essentials? And by that I mean guitars."
Bobby nodded knowingly.
"Yes, it's always good to take things for test runs."
Jonothon & Octavian.
"Well, obviously," Jonothon said.
"Guitars are the most important thing, really."
Octavian nodded seriously, then snickered.
"Why do we always end up talking about sex?"
Rebekah and Bobby
"Well, I guess clothes. And such."
Rebekah turned off into the street of Xavier's.
Bobby shrugged as best he could.
"Because it's a good thing to talk about?"
Jonothon & Octavian.
Jonothon shrugged slightly.
"Oh, clothes. We'll have so much use for them."
Octavian chuckled.
"True...or to do. Often. In different positions, different people..."
Rebekah and Bobby
"Well... ok, I don't have an answer for that."
Rebekah parked the car and hopped out, waiting for Jono.
"So, you get your stuff and I'll get mine. And we'll meet here in... ten minutes?"
Bobby nodded.
"Except when you have a broken pelvis. God, my life is ending."
Jonothon & Octavian.
Jonothon nodded and got out of the car.
"See ya in ten, pet."
He walked into the mansion, heading towards his room.
"Oh, poor Bobby," Octavian said semi-sweetly.
"He fell off the roof. You shouldn't have been chasing me anyway."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah locked the car and headed up to her room. She grabbed her guitar, then looked around.
"Hmmm."
She grabbed a small bag and put some clothes in it for the next day, then headed back to the car.
Bobby pouted.
"Well, I worry. I shouldn't, I know, because you get those worry lines, but I do anyway."
Jonothon & Octavian.
Jonothon grabbed his guitar, a change of clothing, his notebook and some other relatyed items, throwing them into a small backpack. Black, of course. He went back down to the car.
Octavian traced his fingers down Bobby's face.
"I wish you wouldn't."
Rebekah and Bobby
"Ah, he's on time."
Rebekah unlocked the car and popped the boot, tossing her bag in, but putting the guitar in the backseat.
Bobby smiled.
"I'll try. But you know me, I'm a caring sorta guy. Caring and sharing. Bodily fluids."
Jonothon & Octavian.
"I usually am," Jonothon said mildly.
He did much the same with his belongings as Rebekah had.
"Yes, I know..." Octavian murmured.
He leant over and kissed Bobby. You know, sharing some of those bodily fluids.
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah hopped into the drivers seat and put the key into the ignition, turning it on.
"Mmmkah."
She waited for Jono to get in the car, then started to drive.
Bobby kissed him back, then whined.
"I don't want to lie here... I want to lie upstairs."
Jonothon & Octavian.
"So, where exactly are we going anyway?" Jonothon asked.
"Awwww, diddums," Octavian said, then kissed Bobby again, determinded to distract him a little bit.
And seeing how well Octavian kissed, it was likely to do that. A lot.
Rebekah and Bobby
"Six Flags Darien Lake. It's like... amusement park heaven. And there's some hotel thing."
Rebekah flipped the radio on.
"I think it was where we were originally going to go for the camp."
Bobby moaned softly and kissed him back.
Jonothon & Octavian.
"Great," Jonothon said.
"Guess we'll really see how well these stand up, won't we?"
He flicked his fingers at the bandages.
Octavian kissed him harder, always careful of the traction stuff. Then he heard a quiet 'ahem' from behind him. He reluctantly stopped kissing Bobby and looked up.
"Hello, Dr McCoy."
Hank did not look at all amused.
Rebekah and Bobby
"Yes, and if anyone says anything or thinks anything, I will just beat them up."
Rebekah nodded.
"You know I can do it... well, at least pretend to look scared."
Bobby smiled slightly.
"Hi Dr McCoy. Octavian was just checking I was alive."
Jonothon & Octavian.
"Oh, I'm shaking in my boots," Jonothon said dryly.
Octavian nodded, biting his lip to keep back the snickers.
"As he says, Dr McCoy."
"Not a technique taught at any medical schools," Hank said.
"But very effective," Octavian shot back quickly.
"I think that's quite enough excitement for Mr Drake today. Out."
"I'll be good," Octavian pleaded.
Rebekah and Bobby
"Thought so."
Rebekah smiled slightly.
"We just have to be back before one tomorrow."
Bobby frowned and made a whimpering noise.
"But I get so lonely!"
Jonothon & Octavian.
"I'm sure we can do that," Jonothon said.
He touched her hair gently.
"Yes, see, he needs me," Octavian said.
"No, I think it would be best if you left. Come back tomorrow," Hank said firmly.
Octavian stared at him with woe begone eyes.
"But-"
"No buts. Please go. You can come back tomorrow," Hank repeated.
Rebekah and Bobby
"Kinda nervous about the whole dance class thing tomorrow."
Rebekah patted his knee with one hand, then returned it to the gear stick.
"No butts? Why not?"
Bobby chuckled.
"Ow, damn. No laughing."
Jonothon & Octavian.
"It'll be fine. You'll be fine. They'll love you, everyone does," Jonothon said.
"Even Loki and Logan are polite to you. And that is really saying something."
"Go now," Hank said to Octavian, getting him up out of the chair and headed towards the door.
"I need to check on my patient."
"I'll be back to see you tomorrow, Bobby," Octavian said, looking back.
Rebekah and Bobby
"Maybe."
Rebekah smiled.
"Maybe it's the fear of starting something new. I haven't danced properly since I moved here. But you know, apparently it's like riding a bike and you never forget. Which I hope is true, because it would really suck to lose all of my experience and... I'm doing it again. Shutting up."
Bobby sighed.
"See you, Tavabelleeeee."
Jonothon & Octavian.
"I like listening to you natter on," Jonothon said.
"It's cute."
"Don't call me that," Octavian said before he left.
Hank polished his glasses and sighed, before coming back over to the side of Bobby's bed.
"Teenagers."
Rebekah and Bobby
"It's not cute. It's... it's long. And it leads me to run out of breath."
Rebekah bit her lip.
"What if... what if the people don't like me. Or, or, what if I'm not good enough? What if I don't have enough experience? Because I mean really, fifteen years experience isn't a lot compared to what other people have. What if I have forgotten? What if... what if I'm really bad and people have been humouring me for fifteen years? Maybe I just shouldn't go."
Bobby smiled faintly.
"You opted to work here, Dr McCoy."
Jonothon.
"Bek, you'll be fine," Jonothon said.
"People like you. They always do. Fifteen years is plenty of experience. And anyway, it's a class. People go to learn."
Hank chuckled dryly as he started to examine the bandages on Bobby.
"And how many people do you know who are willing to hire a doctor who is over six foot tall and covered in blue fur?"
Rebekah and Bobby
"Thank you, but... I don't know..."
Rebekah bit her lip slightly.
"Well, plenty. Um... Chicago, you could work in Chicago. That place is odd. Windy City, pssh."
Bobby nodded.
"I'd hire you, if I was a medical sort of person."
Jonothon.
Jonothon massaged her shoulder slightly.
"You'll be fine. If it was me, we should be worried."
"Thank you for the vote of confidence," Hank said.
"But unfortunately, normal humans are not very willing to hire people who are visibly mutants. Such as myself."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah gave a small smile.
"Thank you... and I'm sure you'd make a lovely dancer. Although... male dancers. Always seemed a little... arrogant. Maybe that was just French male dancers. I mean, really, there is nothing to be all gloaty about when you're a male ballet dancer in tights. It's not a good look."
"Ah," Bobby said. "Well that's where people go wrong."
He nodded.
"It's the people that don't have an obvious mutation, such as myself, that are the most trouble."
Jonothon.
Jonothon chuckled slightly.
"I don't watch ballet, so I wouldn't know."
Hank smiled wryly.
"And I know how much trouble you can get into. Which reminds me...I should call a general check up of the mansion."
He moved over to his office and scribbled down a note.
"Should have done it last month, really."
Rebekah and Bobby
"Well, if I decide to keep dancing, then you'll have to watch me, won't you? Although, it is pretty boring if you're not that into dancing, and I would definitely understand if you said no. Seeing a bunch of people run around in tights isn't exactly fun. But then, neither is walking on blocks of wood. Do you know how much your feet bleed? And yet, I tortured myself with point for three years."
Rebekah frowned.
"Why do you never stop me from doing that?"
Bobby looked mock offended.
"Me? Trouble? Never."
Jonothon.
"Because I like listening to you talk," Jonothon said.
Hank coughed slightly.
"And of course, that mild case of genital herpes wasn't troublesome at all."
Rebekah and Bobby
"But, but, but babbling!"
Rebekah nodded.
"Babble is bad."
Bobby went red.
"Oh kindly don't bring that up again. That was bad. Well, the herpes. The sex was pretty good."
Jonothon.
"The babble is sweet," Jonothon corrected her.
Hank smiled slightly as he adjusted the traction straps.
"No trouble of that sort since? Another reason for the general check up. Some things spread too easily in a school full of teenagers."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah blushed.
"No, making me all embarressed. Bad Jono."
Bobby shook his head.
"Nah, I've been a good boy. That and Julie's been out cold. Well, not that she'd give me herpes, but that does reduce my number of partners."
Jonothon.
"What? I'm only saying the truth," Jonothon protested.
"It is sweet. I like listening to it."
Hank nodded slightly.
"Not that you have anything, you would be glad to know. Julie is fine. Ah..."
Hank hesitated for a moment.
"Julie is also just over a month pregnant."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah blushed a deeper red.
"Well, I'm glad you like it. Still doesn't change the fact that I do it way too often."
She turned into Darien Lake and parked the car outside a hotel.
"Wanna check in... then... I don't know... ride things?"
Bobby nodded.
"Yay, no herpes... and huh? Well... go Julie."
He wasn't quite sure if he knew how he felt about that. If it were his, then cool.
But if not... not as cool.
Jonothon.
"Whatever ya want, I'm easy," Jonothon said, shrugging slightly.
"I just thought I should inform you, as there is a high possibility you're a father," Hank said carefully.
"Of course, there are other...men at the mansion or elsewhere who it could be. We'll need to wait until the babies are born to perform a paternity test, if Julie wants it. She may not."
Rebekah and Bobby
"Hmmm, you are, are you? That has... potential. Means I won't have to try and charm the pants off you."
Rebekah hopped out of the car and popped the boot.
Bobby nodded.
"Thanks."
Jonothon.
Jonothon shook his head slightly as he got out of the car. He picked up his guitar from the backseat carefully, then grabbed his backpack out of the boot.
"Yeah, ok."
Hank patted his hand slightly with a blue furred paw.
"You're welcome. Now, I was talking to the professor about organising a television down here for you. He said he'd talk to Forge about it. It should be possible to run a cable down here. I know I'm not really the best of company..."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah grabbed her stuff, then locked the car, leading Jono into the hotel.
Whoa this felt weird... being away, alone with him. Nice... but... strange.
Bobby smiled.
"Cartoons! And hey, Dr McCoy, you're pretty awesome. Blue people usually are. Like the smurfs."
He thought for a moment.
"Maybe not that vain Smurf, I always hated that little bastard
Jonothon.
Jonothon shifted his backpack onto his shoulder and ghosted his fingers across her wrist. He was nervous. Very nervous. Since he always seemed to screw up any worthwhile relationship.
Hank chuckled dryly.
"A very good field for comparasion. Cartoon people as the basis for liking all blue people."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah looked up and smiled at him, then went to the front desk to get a room.
"Thank you," she said moments later.
She jiggled the keys.
"Fourth floor. Room 143."
Bobby nodded.
"Oh Dr McCoy, have you ever watched the Smurfs? They're really cool. And you're cool."
He nodded again.
"And so is Kurt. With the exception of vain bastard smurf, blue people are cool."
He paused.
"Maybe those little kid smurfs. And Grandpappy smurf was a bit of a pooh-head. But you're like Papa Smurf, all wise and knowing and kind."
Jonothon.
"Rightio."
They walked up to their room slowly. Jonothon carefully put his guitar against a wall, then dumped his backpack on the floor.
"So, what now?"
He raised an eyebrow at her.
"Thank you for the compliments, Bobby."
Hank chuckled.
"What about Mystique? She is blue...in her natural form."
Rebekah and Bobby
"Um... it's up to you. I ran out of ideas when I got the keys."
Rebekah set her guitar next to his and put her bag on the bed.
Bobby thought for a moment.
"That's true... well, she's hot. Evil. but hot."
Jonothon.
Jonothon smiled slightly and walked over and kissed her.
"We could do what you were talking about in the car."
Hank laughed again.
"An accurate assessment. I wonder where she is now..."
He looked thoughtful.
Rebekah and Bobby
"And what was that?" Rebekah replied coyly, kissing him back.
"Dr McCoy?"
Bobby looked at him.
"How come you hardly come upstairs with all of us?"
Jonothon.
"Minx. You know perfectly well wot I mean..."
Jonothon kissed her again, sliding a hand down her skirt.
Hank shrugged slightly, looking uncomfortable as he polished his glasses.
"I have a great deal of work down here. Besides, it is not as though anyone misses my company."
Rebekah and Bobby
"Do I?"
Rebekah smiled and kissed him back, reaching down and undoing his pants.
"Well, we haven't really gotten to know you. Personally. I mean, you know things about us, like that whole herpes thing which was really gross, and you do heaps for us, and now that I think about it, I feel kinda bad that we never invite you to hang out with us. Or something."
Bobby shrugged.
"I like ya, you're as cool as... did you ever see Monsters Inc? Another example of a cool blue guy."
Jonothon.
"Bed?" Jonothon suggested as he undid her skirt and pushed them down off her hips.
Her knickers followed quickly.
"Ah, well, I don't know what to say..." Hank stammered in a pleased but embarassed sort of way.
"I do my work. I've never expected anything in return in way of, friendship or such like..."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah smiled and pushed his pants down, kssing him gently.
"But you don't sleep, Jono," she said innocently. "Why go to bed?"
Bobby shook his head.
"You just... after all you do, you should expect more than just a simple 'ok, thanks doc'. And you should expect a friendship, because you're like... I think you probably know more about me than anyone else in this school, well with the exception of the telepaths, because when I think, I think pretty loudly."
Jonothon.
"For the other reason most people go to bed," Jonothon said bluntly.
He rubbed her gently with his fingers.
Hank rubbed his glasses again, not looking at Bobby.
"I never have expected more. Even before I took the drug that released my mutant cabapilites, I was never very good with people..."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah moaned.
"Hmmm, what other reason is there?"
She slid her hand over his length.
Bobby looked at him.
"Well... if you wanted to do something about it, I'm putting a friendship onto the table."
He nodded.
"Five year warranty. If you hate it, then you can take it back, and I won't mind. Well, I'll probably stay up all night crying over it."
Jonothon.
Jonothon moaned, then picked her up. He walked over to the bed and placed her on it gently. He kissed her, sliding two fingers into her.
"Well, it usually starts like this..."
Hank coughed, then smiled, putting his glasses back on his face.
"I would be honoured."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah moaned as her hips bucked up.
"Oh yeah, this... I remember this."
She kissed him back.
Bobby grinned.
"Does this mean I can call you Hank now?"
Jonothon.
Jonothon moved over her, still kissing her and moving his fingers.
"Hmm...thought you would."
"Yes, please do," Hank said.
"Bobby."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah smiled and kissed him deeply.
"Yeah, I have a memory like... something with a good memory."
She moaned and moved her hand over his length gently.
Bobby smiled.
"Cool, and does this mean that when time permits, you will join me in watching cartoons?"
Jonothon.
"Elephants, mebbe?"
Jonothon slid his fingers out of her, then entered her slowly.
"Yes, one would suppose so," Hank said.
"Perhaps you can convince as to their actual worth."
Rebekah and Bobby
"I... oh God... don't want to be an elephant."
Rebekah's back arched slightly.
Bobby looked appalled.
"You don't see the worth of cartoons? Well, when we watch the Smurfs, you'll see."
He paused.
"Am I pushing my luck by asking for twinkies?"
Jonothon.
Jonothon chuckled slightly as he thrust into her again.
"Good, that."
Hank shook his head, smiling slightly. He walked into his office, then came back out with a box of Twinkies. He offered it to Bobby.
"My one vice."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah moaned and tightened around him deliberately.
"Yes... it is."
Bobby's smile got a bit wider as he took one.
"I have found your one weakness."
Jonothon.
"Oh god, Bek!"
Jonothon moaned then kissed her, hips moving steadily.
"Yes, I suppose you have," Hank said agreeably as he took one for himself.
"Some people are addicted to caffiene, or cigarettes. I'm addicted to twinkies. Sad, really."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah moaned, her hips bucking up to meet his.
"Goddddd..."
Bobby shrugged.
"Not really... twinkies are yum. They're all cakey, and cream filled, and sweet and mmm."
He took a bite of his twinkie.
"Good thing to be addicted to."
Jonothon.
Jonothon kissed down her neck. He slid a hand down to rub her lightly.
"This is true," Hank said.
"I usually go through about a box a day. Jean buys them in bulk. My body, since I changed, requires a lot of energy. Twinkies are a good source of quick energy and rather tasty as well."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah moaned and tilted her head back, tightening around him again.
Bobby finished his twinkie.
"So... what exactly is your mutation? Is it just the physical change?"
Jonothon.
"Bek!"
Jonothon rubbed her slightly harder.
"Yes, more or less," Hank said.
"No powers such as telepathy or empathy, or like your own. Just things that came with the body."
Rebekah and Bobby
"Goddd..."
Rebekah moaned loudly and clenched again as she came.
"Are you really strong now?" Bobby asked with interest.
"My power comes in handy mostly when I've been bruised. Like when Jono hit me. For no reason."
Jonothon.
Jonothon's hips bucked as he came.
"Bek!"
Hank looked at Bobby, then coughed delicately.
"Considering some of the things I've heard about you from Xavier, I would have to wonder if it wasn't deserved in some small way. Even just as a preemptory action."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah kissed Jono gently.
"Ok, that was better than sleeping."
Bobby grinned.
"Yeah, you have a point. I'll give you that."
Jonothon.
"More fun, certainly."
JOnothon rolled off her carefully and drew her into his arms.
Hank nodded.
"I usually do."
He sat down near Bobby in one of the chairs that had been made for his bulk.
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah sighed happily.
"So..."
She snuggled into his arms.
"Well, actually, all I was going to do was be nice to Bek."
Bobby nodded.
"Not that she deserved it after how mean she'd been to me all day."
Jonothon.
Jonothon played with her hair idly.
"So, what do you want to do now?"
"Hmm...nevertheless, that doesn't sound like him," Hank said carefully.
Rebekah and Bobby
"Hmmm, we could go explore a bit?"
Rebekah smiled lazily.
"Well," Bobby began. "Ok, I probably did deserve it, but it still hurt."
Jonothon.
"Yeah, why not?"
JOnothon made no motion towards getting redressed and leaving.
"Yes, I think it would," Hank said.
"Fully healed from that now, I would suspect."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah sat up and patted Jono's chest gently.
"Come on, up."
She crawled off the bed.
Bobby nodded.
"Yep, you do nice work, Hank."
Jonothon.
"I 'ave to?" Jonothon said, not moving.
"I do, sometimes," Hank said.
"But broken bones just take their own time to heal, I'm afraid. Very little I can do to accelerate the process."
Rebekah and Bobby
"Oui, Monsieur Starsmore."
Rebekah picked up her g string and slid it up her legs. She pulled her jeans from her bag and put them on.
Bobby frowned.
"Yeah, stupid broken bones."
Jonothon.
"Hmmm..."
Jonothon still wasn't moving.
"You'll live," Hank said.
"It could have been worse. You could have broken your spine."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah smiled and hopped onto the bed.
"So, what do I have to do to convince you?"
She bent her head and licked at his length.
Bobby sighed.
"Yeah, I suppose that is lucky."
Jonothon.
"Ahhhhh godddddd..."
Jonothon's hips bucked up slightly.
"Very lucky," Hank said firmly.
"You could have been killed. To escape with only two broken bones and a minor concussion, well..."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah smiled and then engulfed his length in one go, humming around it.
"Yeah," Bobby said. "Guess I was lucky. And lucky the ground was so soft."
Jonothon.
Jonothon's hips bucked up slightly.
"Bek!"
"And that your head is so hard," Hank said dryly.
He ate another twinkie thoughtfully.
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah hummed around him and took him deeper in her mouth, then swallowed.
Bobby grinned.
"Yes, yes indeed it is."
Jonothon.
"Bloody hell! Bek!"
Jonothon moaned.
Hank looked at him, then shook his head slightly before offering the box of twinkies.
"Another twinkie?"
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah reached up and rolled his balls in her fingers gently, still humming around him.
Bobby took one.
"Thanks. So, Dr Hank McCoy, when I get better, you are going to take an image manipulator."
He nodded.
"And then, you're going to take a day off. And we're going to go to the movies."
Jonothon.
Jonothon moaned, hips bucking into her mouth slightly as he fisted the sheets.
"I, ah, don't think that would be very wise," Hank said hesitantly.
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah pulled back and licked along the sensitive vein of his length, then took him back in her mouth, humming and rolling his balls.
"Why not?" Bobby asked.
Jonothon.
"BEK!"
Jonothon came.
"Because image manipulators are chancy things," Hank said.
"And I'm never at my best in a social situation."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah swallowed and then pulled back.
"Mmm, so, does this mean you'll get dressed now?"
Bobby tsked.
"I'm persistant, Hank. And I'll keep at it. But I suppose I can be satisfied with the TV."
Jonothon.
"Gah," Jonothon said incoherently.
He attempted to marshall his thoughts.
"The last time I was off the mansion grounds was..."
Hank thought for a moment.
"When Sergei and Jonothon needed a teacher to drive them to a concert and back. That was several months ago. Quite a few months ago."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah grinned.
"I'm flattered, you're all speechless."
Bobby tsked again.
"Pleeeeeeaaaaaaseeee for meeee? I'll buy you twinkies when we go."
Jonothon.
"Mmmmhmmm..."
Jonothon looked at her, then back up at the ceiling.
"Tempting, very tempting," Hank said, laughing slightly.
Rebekah and Bobby
"Come on..."
Rebekah grabbed his arms and pulled him into a sitting position.
"If you do, we can spend all night in bed. Not sleeping."
Bobby grinned.
"Lots of twinkies. We can go on a twinkie bender and end up in a bath full of them."
Jonothon.
"Right. Right."
Jonothon shook his head slightly.
"What are we doing again?"
"You have a very odd sense of humour," Hank said.
Rebekah and Bobby
"Going out. Exploring. Riding things."
Rebekah nodded.
Bobby chuckled.
"So I've been told."
Jonothon.
"Right..."
Jonothon got up and dressed slowly.
"Often, I think," Hank said.
"So, what do you do with your spare time besides watch cartoons?"
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah grabbed a jacket and put it on, then fixed her hair up.
Bobby chuckled again.
"Um... well there's sex, that's always fun. Watching cartoons, movies, going out and doing whatever. What about you?"
Jonothon.
Jonothon put on his jacket, watching her move.
"I usually have a lot of work to do," Hank said.
"Such as my work on the Legacy virus...which is going nowhere."
He sighed and looked troubled.
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah went over and kissed him gently.
"Ready?"
Bobby nodded.
"You'll work it out. We all have faith in you."
Jonothon.
Jonothon kissed her back.
"Yeah."
"That's good. Because I don't have faith in me," Hank said softly.
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah took his hand and led him from the room, locking the door behind them.
They left the hotel, and headed for the amusement park.
Bobby lifted his arm slowly and patted Hank's shoulder.
"You're the smartest mutant ever... well, maybe except Xavier, but he doesn't count coz he's a telepath. You'll figure it out."
Jonothon.
Jonothon looked around.
"Well."
Hank sighed slightly.
"The question is, will I do it in time?"
Rebekah and Bobby
"Well indeed."
Rebekah ignored the looks they were getting and squeezed Jono's hand gently.
Bobby nodded.
"I believe you will."
Jonothon.
Jonothon squeezed her hand back gently as he looked around.
"Americans."
"I hope so," Hank sighed.
"I think it might be too late for Jamie, however. And I have no idea how Chelsea is...poor child. Poor, poor girl."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah nodded her agreement.
"Yes, they are bad. And not lovely like us."
She looked around as they walked aimlessly, both hearing fragmented thoughts.
"People think too loudly."
Bobby shrugged.
"I guess, win some, lose some?"
Jonothon.
"Yeah, I know."
Jonothon nodded.
"She was kidnapped, and Xavier has;t been able to find her at all," Hank said.
Rebekah and Bobby
"But you know... people are people and - "
Rebekah was interrupted by a loud thought scream.
"SPIDER!"
"Oh Jesus."
Bobby frowned.
"Xavier is like God, so that's not good."
Jonothon.
Jonothon chuckled slightly.
"People in general are stupid."
"You see my worry," Hank said.
"And we don't know why. I suspect it must be to do with her power...but I'm simply concerned for my patient. I have no idea how the Legacy virus could manifest in her. Her power is mysterious as it is..."
Rebekah and Bobby
"That guy is so hot... what if I elbowed her out of the way?"
Rebekah looked around.
"Am I about to be elbowed away?"
Bobby nodded.
"Take it as we come, I guess."
Jonothon.
"I'm not hot, so it can't be me," Jonothon said.
He put his arm around Bek's waist.
"Sorry, I'm saying my thoughts outloud," Hank sighed.
"I shouldn't make you listen to my worries."
Rebekah and Bobby
"It can be."
Rebekah kissed Jono gently.
"And I happen to think you're very hot. You make me hot too."
Bobby shrugged.
"It's ok, it's what I'm here for."
Jonothon.
"You're sweet, Bek."
Jonothon kissed her back.
"What you're here for is to get well," Hank said firmly.
Rebekah and Bobby
"No, not sweet. Very mean!"
Rebekah kissed him back.
Bobby thought.
"Yeah, that too."
Jonothon.
"Not mean, lovely! You're lovely. It's vile Bobby. He's just a big knobhead with no knob."
Jonothon chuckled slightly.
Hank smiled faintly.
"Thank you for listening anyway, Bobby."
Rebekah and Bobby
"I'm mean. I am. I can be."
Rebekah pouted.
Bobby smiled.
"Happy to."
Jonothon.
"No, you're lovely," Jonothon corrected.
"Why do you pretend you're stupid?" Hank asked.
"Hiding behind your jokes and flaunting your sex life so hard, hardly anyone would look behind it to see the real you..."
Rebekah and Bobby
"Maybe."
Rebekah smiled and kissed his cheek.
"Oooh, let's go on the Ferris Wheel... come on, pleeeeeassseee?"
Bobby shrugged.
"Not everyone would like the real me. I'm kinda... ordinary."
Jonothon.
"Wotever you want, luv," Jonothon said.
"Hardly likely," Hank said.
"You give yourself far too little credit, Bobby Drake. I, ah, heard some of your conversation with Octavian..."
He looked up and gestured towards a security camera.
"You hide a lot of what you're worth."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah led him over and they were seated into a carriage.
"If we were in some poxy movie, we'd kiss right now."
Bobby went red.
"That's... I don't know. He's my friend. I do what I can for them."
Jonothon.
"Or we could kiss just because we want to?" Jonothon suggested.
Hank nodded.
"Not many people would do that, even for their friends. If you could perhaps inform him that I know...some of it, and will gladly treat him...without telling anyone..."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah nodded and kissed him softly.
The words were on the tip of her tongue, but she bit them back.
Bobby nodded.
"I'll do that... and Hank? Thank you."
Jonothon.
Jonothon kissed her back gently.
"I'm a doctor. This is what I do," Hank said.
"I help people."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah smiled and lay her head against his shoulder.
"Aimez-vous..."
She didn't let him know what it meant.
Bobby smiled.
"You're a good one."
Jonothon.
Jonothon sighed slightly and leant his head against the top of hers. Bliss.
"Thank you," Hank said.
"How I could miss something as serious as that..."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah smiled.
"This is nice."
Bobby shrugged.
"Don't beat yourself up... he hides it well. I only found out on camp."
Jonothon.
"It is. Very."
Jonothon kissed her forehead gently.
"I shuld have seen it," Hank said softly.
"But I wasn't trained for that. Surgery and genetics are more my fields of expertise. Why didn't that counsellor spot it? It's her *job* to do that."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah smiled and laced her fingers through his.
"Let's stay here forever."
Bobby shook his head.
"He heals fast... not your fault."
Jonothon.
"Fair less depressing then the mansion."
JOnothon squeezed her hand gently.
Hank sighed, and polished his glasses.
"I don't like that woman. I like her less now. How could she miss something like that?"
Rebekah and Bobby
"No Dawn... although, the mansion has been Dawn free at the moment."
Rebekah smiled.
Bobby nodded.
"I think Storm's advising Bek to go see her, but... somehow I think that may just make it worse."
Jonothon.
"Because Dawn is painful for anyone with an ounce of telepathic or empathic ability. Why does the professor let her stay? She's not a mutant. Spike isn't there anymore. Scott and Jean should just find her somewhere else to stay."
Jonothon nodded.
Hank sighed.
"You might be right. She can be incredibly condescending...even to me. Asking me about a possible inferiority and perscution complex because of my physical appearance indeed..."
Rebekah and Bobby
"I don't know, but she's a walking headache. When she tried to kill herself on camp? I'm sorry but... ugh."
Rebekah shook her head.
Bobby tsked sympathetically.
"She seems like a toolbox, yeah."
Jonothon.
"If she really wanted to die, she would have tried harder," Jonothon said.
"She's just a poser."
"A...toolbox?" Hank inquired carefully.
Rebekah and Bobby
"Mmm, it's not really hard when you think about it."
Rebekah nodded.
"I mean, there are the convential ways... jumping in front of trains, slashing wrists, shooting yourself in the head, taking pills... but you know, if she wanted to die so much, she could've asked a few people at school to help her out there. Sergei, you, Mordred, Tav... the list goes on."
Bobby smiled.
"A tool. An idiot. She's the whole box. So a toolbox."
Jonothon.
"I'd help her die," Jonothon said.
"The list is very long of people who would hurt her."
"I see," Hank said thoughtfully.
"Very appropriate."
Rebekah and Bobby
"I'd add myself, but I'm not even sure if I could..."
Rebekah tapped her head.
"Obviously something wrong up there."
Bobby nodded and raised his eyebrows.
"Yep. Or when I'm feeling more aggressive, she's a tool shed."
Jonothon.
"Too lovely, that's yer problem," Jonothon said.
"But Dawn's vile."
Hank chuckled slightly.
"While I should discourage such flagrant disrespect of the staff...my feelings about her and analysis of the woman would lead me to concur."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah laughed lightly as they hopped off the ride.
"Girls that look good in jeans that tight should be illegal. Damn, that's her boyfriend in the black. I bet it is."
Bobby grinned.
"Well, you could say it simply. Like... she sucks, you rock and yay!"
Jonothon.
Jonothon chuckled softly and leant over to kiss Bek on the cheek.
"Dammit, I was right! Dammit! All the good guys are either taken, or hopelessly gay. Dammit!"
Hank laughed.
"I have a tendecy to take a very long time to say simple things."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah laughed.
"People think way too loudly."
"God, those are nice breasts."
She looked around.
"I honestly thought that would be either Bobby or Tav."
Bobby joined in with Hank's laughter.
"Part of who you are, I suppose. But still, sometimes it's ok to be succinct."
Jonothon.
"They're back at the school. Thank God."
Jonothon's shoulders moved in the motion of a deep sigh.
"They're such a pain in the arse."
Hank shrugged, still smiling faintly.
"A byproduct of being a research scientist, a college lecturer and of being a doctor. Why use one simple word when twenty words of over five syllables will do?"
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah nodded.
"I could make that dirty, but I won't."
Bobby gave an exaggerated sigh.
"Dude, you could've gone with... I'm smart. So there."
Jonothom.
"Thank you," Jonothon said dryly.
"I could have...but didn't," Hank said.
"For reasons known only to me."
Rebekah and Bobby
"Is that girl talking to herself?"
Rebekah laughed.
"Ok, no more talking out loud for me," she said.
"Fair enough," Bobby said, trying to shift his weight painlessly.
It didn't work.
Jonothon.
"Sorry, luv," Jonothon said apologetically.
"I'd talk if I could. You must seem right barmy, cos I'm not answering with a voice."
"I would give you another painkiller, but you have half an hour before I can give you another one," Hank said.
"I'm sorry about that."
Rebekah and Bobby
"It's ok," Rebekah replied. "It never occurred to me how insane I'd look. But it's not your fault."
She leaned over and kissed him gently.
"Feel like just hanging out at the hotel?"
Bobby nodded.
"It's ok... just gets a little numb lying like this."
Jonothon.
"Yeah."
Jonothon nodded.
"We can play our guitars."
"Yes, I have been told that's a problem," Hank said carefully.
Rebekah and Bobby
"Life's essentials," Rebekah said, nodding as though this were the gospel truth.
Bobby shrugged.
"I'll survive. I hope."
Jonothon.
"Guitars are more important then most things," Jonothon said.
"Music is God."
"You will," Hank said.
"Not many people die from broken hips anymore."
Rebekah and Bobby
"Like food. Sorry to rub it in, but when we get back to the room, I'm going to need some."
Rebekah looked apologetic.
"ANYMORE?" Bobby half shouted. "And not many?!"
Rebekah and Bobby
"Like food. Sorry to rub it in, but when we get back to the room, I'm going to need some."
Rebekah looked apologetic.
"ANYMORE?" Bobby half shouted. "And not many?!"
Jonothon.
"Right, right..."
They started back to the hotel room, holding hands.
"Well, patients who die suffering a broken hip, usually die of other complications not connected with that injury," Hank said.
"Like exposure. Hypothermia. Broken neck."
Rebekah and Bobby
They reached their room and Rebekah mindlessly perched herself on the bed, tuning her guitar.
"I need a new thumb pick," she said, looking at the phone.
Bobby nodded.
"But I'll be ok, so that's good. Phew."
Jonothon.
"Hmm..."
Jonothon picked up his guitar, strumming it and nodding.
"I don't use one. But I do need a new set of steel strings. A new C string at least."
"Unless you get gangrene, but that's highly unlikely with today;s antibiotics," Hank said.
Rebekah and Bobby
"You know what you need? You need to be pounced on."
Rebekah nodded, then picked up the phone, and rang through for room service.
Bobby's eyes widened.
"HIGHLY UNLIKELY?"
He took a deep breath.
"But not impossible? Oh God, I'm going to die."
Jonothon.
"Are you doin' the pouncing? Otherwise, not interested," Jonothon said.
"What's new, pussycat? Whoa, oh oh oh..."
"You are not going to die," Hank said patiently.
"I haven't lost a patient since I started practicing medicine."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah hung up the phone then turned to look at Jono. Her eyes gleamed wickedly.
"Maaaaaaaybe."
She leaned over and kissed him gently.
Bobby looked slightly relieved.
"Oh God, what if I'm the first?"
Jonothon.
Jonothon kissed her back, fingers stilling on his guitar.
"If someone had been going to be my first," Hank said.
"It was far more likely to have been one of the Llewlyns, Dawn, Julie or Gwen."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah smiled as she broke off the kiss, then heard a knock at the door.
"Ooh."
She got up and went over to the door, taking the food and coming back to the bed.
Bobby looked a little more relieved.
"Good point."
Jonothon.
"Hmm, hmm, and I saw you standing there,
And I thought to myself, what is a girl like that doing here?
Because she's not from this world, oh no
She's not from this world..."
Jonothon bent over to grab his notebook from his bag.
"And frankly, if this is the only serious medical condition you suffer here, I will be very glad," Hank said.
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah smiled and lifted the lid off her tray.
"Try lowering it half an octave," she replied automatically, lifting the fork and starting to eat.
"Me too. Broken bones are not fun," Bobby said.
Jonothon.
"Yeah..."
Jonothon nodded slightly, then segued into a different song.
"Raspberry beret
The kind you find in a second hand store
Raspberry beret
When it was warm, she didn't wear much more
Oh, raspberry beret
I think I love her..."
"No, they usually aren't," Hank said.
"Quite painful."
OOC: 'Raspberry Beret' by Warren Zevon Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah smiled and ate some more food, chewingthoughtfully.
Bobby nodded.
"Yes, I'm in pain. Well, not as much as yesterday, but still..."
Jonothon.
"Suppose I said
I am on my best behavior
And there are times
I lose my worried mind
Would you want me when I'm not myself?
Wait it out while I am someone else?
Suppose I said
Colors change for no good reason
And words will go
From poetry to prose
Would you want me when I'm not myself?
Wait it out while I am someone else?
And I, in time, will come around
I always do for you
Suppose I said
You're my saving grace?"
Jonothon let hisn fingers slide across the strings, keeping the beat with a barely perceptible bob of his head.
"It will get better," Hank said.
"Subside to a more sort of dull ache...and then it will get better and you'll be up and around in a few weeks."
OOC: 'Not Myself' by John Mayer Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah finished her meal and put the tray on the table by the door.
"Nice."
She walked back over to the bed and lifted her guitar, strumming mindlessly.
"So I'm a little left of centre
I'm a little out of tune
Some say I'm paranormal
So I just bend their spoon
Who wants to be ordinary
In a crazy mixed up world
I don't care what they're saying
As long as I'm your girl
Hey you are on my side
And they, they just roll their eyes
You get me
When nobody understands
You come and take the chance baby
You get me
You look inside my wild mind
Never knowing what you'll find
And still you want me all the time
Yeah, you do
Yeah, you get me
So what if I see the sunshine
In the pouring rain
Some people think I'm crazy
But you say, it's ok
You've seen my secret garden
Where all of my flowers grow
In my imagination
Anything goes
I, I am all you want
And they, they just read me wrong
You get me
When nobody understands
You come and hold my hand, baby
You get me
You look inside my wild mind
Never knowing what you'll find
And still you want me all the time
Yeah, you do
Yeah, you get me
Hey, you are on my side
And they, they just roll their eyes
You get me
When nobody understands
You come and take the chance baby
You get me
When none of the pieces fit
You make sense of it
You get me
You look inside my wild mind
Never knowing what you'll find
And still I want you all the time
Yeah I do
Cause you get me..."
Bobby nodded.
"Hope so."
OOC: You Get Me - Michelle Branch Jonothon.
"Good song," Jonothon commented.
"Yours?"
"Would you disbelieve me?" Hank said.
"Who's the doctor?"
Rebekah and Bobby
"For once, no. Michelle Branch," Rebekah said, leaning over and kissing him gently.
Bobby thought for a moment.
"Well, you... but... I'm the one in pain."
Jonothon.
"Ah, cool."
Jonothon nodded.
Hank shook his head.
"It could have been much worse. What were you thinking?"
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah thought for a moment, then strummed out a different tune.
"I was lost so long
I never found my way back home
But you reached out your hand
You stood on the solid ground
I've often wondered when
When it was that I got lost
Somewhere on the road
Lost the will to come back home..."
Bobby shrugged slightly.
"I didn't. Saw Tav, saw he was upset. Didn't think twice and just climbed."
Jonothon.
Jonothon smiled slightly, listening to her sing.
"While I applaud your loyalty to your friend," Hank said slowly.
"That as a very foolish thing to do."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah stopped playing and looked at Jono.
"Oh what's that look for?"
Bobby smiled slightly.
"Yeah, it wasn't my best idea."
Jonothon.
"You're beautiful," Jonothon said.
"Yes, quite," Hank said, then polished his glasses.
"Seeing as you ended up here..."
Rebekah and Bobby
"Oh, hush. I am not."
Rebekah blushed and looked away.
Bobby nodded.
"But it's ok... I get to watch cartoons all day."
Jonothon.
"Yes you are."
Jonothon nodded, watching her.
"Until professor Xavier organises your classwork," Hank said.
Rebekah and Bobby
"Nope."
Rebekah set her guitar down and lay against the pillows.
"Oh, that's mean. I can't write from this angle."
Bobby nodded.
Jonothon.
"Yeah, bloody hell yeah," Jonothon persisted.
"I will make some sort of table so you can," Hank said calmly.
Rebekah and Bobby
"No, bloody hell no," Rebekah replied.
She moved Jono's guitar away carefully, then straddled his lap.
"Nope, nope nope."
Bobby groaned.
"Hank, why are you so helpful?"
Jonothon.
"Very."
Jonothon leant up and kissed her.
"Fair bit in the mask and Bristols, as me mates back in Lunnon would say."
"Because it's my nature," Hank said.
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah kissed him back.
"That doesn't make sense. Crazy Englishman."
Bobby groaned again.
"School work? Professor Xavier is mean."
Jonothon.
"Means...pretty face," Jonothon said, touching her face.
"And great tits."
He cupped her breasts, smiling at her slightly.
"Perhaps, but missing out on three weeks or so worth of schoolwork would not be conducive to your acdemaic career," Hank said.
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah laughed.
"Mauvais, mauvais Jono. Et arrêt indiquant des mensonges." (Bad, bad Jono. And stop telling fibs.)
She kissed his forehead.
"All lies."
Bobby looked at Hank.
"Academic career? I don't think I have one."
Jonothon.
"I think you're pretty," Jonothon said.
"Very pretty. Gorgeous. Hot. Foxy. Sexy."
"You do, Bobby," Hank said.
"Even if you don't apply yourself properly."
Rebekah and Bobby
"Non. Mais vous, vous êtes regarder très bon. Vous ne vous donnez pas assez de crédit." (No. But you are very good looking. You don't give yourself enough credit.)
Rebekah shook her head slightly and let him find the translation in her mind.
Bobby shrugged again.
"Maybe."
Jonothon.
"Maybe, with these."
Jonothon flicked the bandages.
"I mean it, Bobby," Hank said.
"You are truly intelligent."
Rebekah and Bobby
"Even before."
Rebekah shrugged.
"I know I wasn't really supposed to look at you that way, but I did."
Bobby smiled.
"Thanks."
Jonothon.
"Why not, it never stopped Gambit from looking at Rogue that way or 'er at 'im," Jonothon said bitterly.
"I knew. I didn't want to, but I knew."
"You're welcome," Hank said.
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah kissed Jono's nose lightly.
"Must've been hard. I know that after Christmas..."
She ran a hand through his hair.
"Bobby told me I looked like I was your girlfriend half of the time."
Bobby smiled slightly.
"Is it time for the drugs yet?"
Jonothon.
"'Orrible," Jonothon said briefly.
"Can we talk about something else?"
"Not quite," Hank said, checking his watch.
"Another ten minutes."
Rebekah and Bobby
"Yes we can."
Rebekah pulled her jacket off and then lay down beside Jono.
"So, I might be going to England soon."
Bobby looked pathetic.
"Oh I don't know if I'll make it Hank."
Jonothon.
"Ahhhh...cool?"
Jonothon looked at her.
"Why?"
"Yes you will," Hank said callously.
Rebekah and Bobby
"I'm not sure if it's good or not."
Rebekah shrugged.
"I thought I might go see some old friends, and... Ian's family. I don't know, I've been putting it off."
Bobby frowned.
Jonothon.
Jonothon nodded slightly, running his fingers through her hair.
"You'll be fine."
"Look, it's six minutes now," Hank said.
Rebekah and Bobby
"Hope so."
Rebekah smiled at him.
"Let's change the subject... so... you, play me something."
Bobby sighed.
"I can manage..."
Jonothon.
"Alright..."
Jonothon thought for a moment as he picked up his guitar.
"I was walking across the room
And then I saw you
My heart stopped
The world ended
And then you made it all begin again
And I thought
Wow, she's pretty
Wow, she's hot
Wow, she's enchanting, captivating
Totally something else
Out of this world, beyond me
And then we kissed
It was bliss, heaven beyond all I've ever known
You made something happen
Something different, made me new
I was just walking across a crowded room
And then I saw you
Eyes met and I knew
Couldn't rest until I kissed you
Elysium, sanctuary promised in your eyes
And I'm so wounded by the world I could die
For the promise I see in your beautiful eyes
Enchanting, captivating
I'm lost in your spell
Wonder how it is that I'm with you
Doesn't make sense to me
But then again, it doesn't have to
When I love you
And your sense of peace you carry with you
Like the perfume of your hair
And I wonder yet again why it is that you're with me
I was walking across a room
And then I saw you..."
Jonothon let the last notes die away, not looking at Bek.
Hank chuckled softly. For him. Which was pretty loud.
OOC: 'Beautiful eyes' by Jono Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah smiled.
"Mon chevalier noir, aimez vous."
Bobby closed his eyes.
"How long now?"
Jonothon.
Jonothon smiled slightly.
"You liked it?"
"Only a few minutes...I'll go get them."
Hank disappeared into his office.
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah gently touched his cheek with her hand.
"Oui, very much so."
Bobby sighed in relief.
"Yay!"
Jonothon.
"Brill."
Jonothon smiled.
Hank chuckled as he reappeared with the pills and a glass of water.
Rebekah and Bobby
"Am I to assume that means brilliant?"
Rebekah shrugged.
"English slang... so strange. It's like... a whole foreign language. Well, actually it is to me, seeing as it's not my natural language."
Bobby grinned at the sight of Hank and tablets.
"Oh hooray!"
Jonothon.
"Well, this is just London cockney slang," Jonothon said.
"Tavvie's slang isn't so odd. More kosher."
Hank helped Bobby sit up slightly to take the tablets.
"And you can have another two in six hours."
Rebekah and Bobby
"It's still strange."
Rebekah nodded.
"Like... brolly. And... bollocks. It's odd. And when you guys swear, you mean business."
Bobby took the pills and gave a big smile to Hank.
"Hooray!"
Jonothon.
"Spike and Wolf are very good at it. I thought I knew 'ow to curse...but bloody hell. Spike 'as had over a 'undred years to get it right. Wot excuse does Wolf 'ave?" Jonothon said.
Hank chuckled faintly.
"I thought you might feel that way."
Rebekah and Bobby
"He gets frustrated with Gwen? But seriously, I did not even realise there were so many words like that."
She paused.
"Trou du cul, veuve, va te faire fout re, connard." (Asshole, widow dick [wanker], fuck off, wanker.)
Bobby smiled lazily.
"Thank you, Hank. You rock."
Jonothon.
"I knew most of them...used them too. Just not in such 'ighly h'inventive combinations," Jonothon said.
"I take it that that is a good thing, yes?" Hank said.
Rebekah and Bobby
"I think on the whole, swearing and insults are always strange. If you learn this and say it back to me, I will attack you with your own guitar."
Rebekah wrinkled her nose.
"Enlève ta croute que je swingue dans l'pus."
Bobby nodded.
"Yep, a very good thing. Yay Hank!"
Jonothon.
"Ok, I won't."
Jonothon shook his head slightly.
Hank smiled.
"I think I better let you rest a little..."
Rebekah and Bobby
"However, you could learn some things... like... baiser." (To f*ck.)
Rebekah raised an eyebrow and grinned cheekily.
Bobby nodded.
"Cool. Whatever you think is best."
Jonothon.
"I could?"
Jonothon sounded innocently confused as his hand slid up her thigh.
"I have enjoyed our conversation, Bobby," Hank said.
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah smiled slowly.
"Hmmm, or bander." (Hard on.)
Bobby nodded sleepily.
"Me too, Hank."
Jonothon.
"Hmmm..."
Jonothon's fingers pushed up her skirt.
"Good."
Hank left the room quietly to go work in his office. He smiled.
Rebekah
Rebekah smiled and undid his pants.
"Turlute," she said, raising an eyebrow. (Blowjob)
Jonothon.
"I have no idea wot you're saying but I like the way I think this is going..." Jonothon said.
Rebekah
Rebekah smiled and let him see the translations.
"Hmm, I imagined you would."
She kissed him softly.
Jonothon.
"Mmhmm..."
Jonothon kissed her back.
Rebekah
Rebekah smiled and moved onto Jono's lap again, reaching down and stroking him gently.
"So... what did you feel like doing?"
Jonothon.
"Whatever you feel like doing," Jonothon moaned, hips bucking up slightly.
"I'm pretty easy."
Rebekah
"Hmmm, so, it's up to me then."
Rebekah moved off him and pulled his pants down. She bent her head and licked at his length.
Jonothon.
"Ahhhh godddd, Bekkkkk..." Jonothon moaned.
He leant his head back, breathing in through his nose deeply.
Rebekah
Rebekah smiled, and licked up the sensitive vein.
"Mmmmhmmm."
She took him in her mouth slowly.
Jonothon.
"Bek!"
Jonothon panted slightly, hips thrusting up faintly.
Rebekah
Rebekah took him further into her mouth, humming around him.
"Yes, J?"
Jonothon.
"Holy Christ!"
Jonothon closed his eyes briefly.
Rebekah
Rebekah swallowed around him, then moved slightly, so she was deep throating him.
Jonothon.
"Be-kkkkk..." Jonothon moaned.
"Oh goddddddd..."
Rebekah
Rebekah would've smiled, had she not already been busy. She hummed around him.
Jonothon.
"BEK!"
Jonothon's hips bucked up slightly as he came.
Rebekah
Rebekah swallowed and pulled back, licking her lips.
"So..."
Jonothon.
Jonothon pulled her up and into his lap, kissing her. He slid two fingers into her.
Rebekah
Rebekah moaned softly, kissing him back.
"Godddd..."
Jonothon.
Jonothon kept kissing her as his fingers kept moving. He slid another finger into her.
Rebekah
Rebekah delved her tongue into his mouth, her hands going around his neck.
"Godddd, Jonoooo."
Jonothon.
Jonothon chuckled slightly as he kept rubbing her.
"I have very long fingers. Good for guitar...and other things."
Rebekah
"I noticed... ohhhh God!"
Rebekah moaned.
Jonothon.
"I can notice you noticing..."
Jonothon twisted his fingers slightly.
Rebekah
Rebekah moaned into his mouth as she kissed him harder.
"Oh Godddd..."
Jonothon.
Jonothon kissed her, rubbing over her gently with his thumb.
"So pretty."
Rebekah
Rebekah closed her eyes as she came.
"Not."
Jonothon.
"Very pretty. Especially when you come."
Jonothon smiled slightly before he kissed her again, fingers still inside her.
Rebekah
Rebekah kissed him back, tongue playing with his.
"Nope, nope. nope."
Jonothon.
"I may be mute, but I'm not blind. You're pretty."
Jonothon kissed her again.
"Very pretty."
Rebekah
Rebekah smiled and blushed, kissing him back.
"I think you're crazy, but you can think what you want, I guess."
Jonothon.
"If you're going to say I'm hot, when I don't think so, I'm gonna just keep telling ya how pretty you are," Jonothon said.
He kissed her again, moving his fingers slightly.
Rebekah
Rebekah moaned and closed her eyes.
"Then we're agreed."
She mouthed kisses to his neck gently.
Jonothon.
"Yeah, s'pose..."
Jonothon moved his fingers again.
Rebekah
Rebekah blinked a few times, reaching down and stroking him softly.
"Goddd..."
Jonothon.
"Ahhh..."
Jonothon closed his eyes briefly, then opened them again. He kissed her while he moved his fingers again.
Rebekah
Rebekah moaned, clenching around his fingers as she came.
"Jono..."
Jonothon.
Jonothon kissed down her neck as he slid his fingers out of her. He lifted her hips slightly with his hands and entered her gently.
"Ahhh, Bekkkk..."
Rebekah
Rebekah wrapped her legs around his back, moaning softly.
"God, Jono..."
Jonothon.
Jonothon moaned.
"Bek...oh god..."
He thrust into her slowly.
Rebekah
Rebekah's hips bucked up slightly.
"Ahhh... Godddd..."
Jonothon.
"Bekkkkkk..."
Jonothon rolled them both so she was beneath him and thrust into her harder.
Rebekah
Rebekah reached down and rolled his balls in her fingers, half moaning and gasping.
Jonothon.
"Oh goddddd, Bekkkk..."
Jonothon rubbed her lightly with his fingertips.
Rebekah
Rebekah tightened around him as she came.
"Jono!"
Jonothon.
Jonothon thrust into her harder before he came.
"God!"
Keeping his weight off her and on his elbows, he kissed the curve of her throat softly.
Rebekah
Rebekah smiled lazily at him.
"Mmmmm."
Jonothon.
"Mmmhmmm..."
Jonothon's mouth continued its lazy exploration of her throat.
Rebekah
Rebekah ran a hand through Jono's hair.
"So..."
Jonothon.
"Yeah, Bek?"
Jonothon kept kissing her throat.
Rebekah
"No idea..."
Rebekah smiled and kissed his forehead.
Jonothon.
"Hmmm..."
Jonothon slid out of her gentl and lay beside her, one arum across her waist.
"So what now?"
Rebekah
"Well... we could cause havoc in the hotel, but I'm too content to lie here."
Rebekah nodded.
"Or you could play guitar."
Jonothon.
"Hmm...'k..."
Jonothon got up and reached for his guitar and pick. He settled the instrument across his lap and strummed lightly, before settling into a song.
"You've left my heart broken in pieces on the floor
And baby, I just can't take it anymore
I'm going to walk out that door
And you're not going to see me anymore
You meant so much
Everything, your lightest touch
But I just can't take it anymore
And this is the last straw
I'm going, going, gone
And when you come around
It's not going to be a happy ending
Because we're done, you know
Bleeding and broken
Still I stand
I know that I'm a better man
Maybe just for foolishly lovin' you
Oh yeah, didn't I say?
Sure I did, sometimes
But that's just no longer there
You're dead to me now
See you round
Have your life
And I'll have mine
And that will just be fucking fine..."
OOC: 'Your life, my life' by Jono
Rebekah
Rebekah rested her hand on Jono's knee, rubbing softly.
Jonothon.
Jonothon smiled slightly as he started to play another song.
"She doesn't own a dress, her hair is always a mess
If you catch her stealin, she won't confess
She's beautiful
She smokes a pack a day,wait that's me, well, anyway.
She doesn't care a thing about that.
Hey she think's I'm beautiful.
She never compromises, loves babies and surprises
Wears hi-heels when she exercises
Ain't that beautiful
Meet Virginia
Well she wants to be the Queen
Then she thinks about her scene
Pulls her hair back as she screams
I don't really wanna be the queen
Her daddy wrestles alligators, Mama works on carburetors
Her brother is a fine mediator for the President
Well here she is again on the phone
Just like me hates to be alone
We just like to sit at home, and rip on the President
Meet Virginia
Well she wants to live her life
Then she thinks about her life
Pulls her hair back as she screams
I don't really wanna live this life
She only drinks coffee at Midnight, when the moment is not
right, her timing is quite-unusual
you see her confidence is tragic, but her intuition magic
and the shape of her body - unusual
Meet Virginia-I can't wait to
Meet Virginia-Yea
Well, she wants to be the queen.
Then she thinks about her scene.
Well, she wants to live her life.
Then she thinks about her life.
Pulls her hair back as she screams.
I don't really wanna be the queen.
I I
I don't really wanna be the queen.
I I
I don't really wanna be the queen.
I I
I don't really wanna live this..."
OOC: 'Meet Virginia' by Train
Rebekah
Rebekah smiled and lay against the pillows.
Jonothon.
Jonothon flexed his fingers slightly, before starting another song.
"Do you like me on my knees?
Looking up and saying please
I love your hands when they're on me
You like me best when I'm on my knees
You know I can't say no
I follow you everywhere you go
You like me on your lead
You like to see me bleed
You're my favourite addiction
You're my drug of choice
Habit, you're my darling habit
You're my goddess, I'm on knees
You love me when I'm on my knees to you
It's the way I'm told to worship you
You smile as I do
You love the things I'll do for you
You're my drug of choice
My habit that I just can't kick
You're my addiction
I can't get enough of you, no matter
What you do..."
Rebekah
"There's a song that's inside of my soul
It's the one that I've tried
To write over and over again
I'm awake in the infinite cold
But you sing to me
Over and over and over again
So I lay my head back down
And I lift my hands and pray
To be only yours, I pray
To be only yours, I know now
You're my only hope
Sing to me a song of the stars
Of your galaxy dancing and laughing again
When it feels like my dreams are so far
Sing to me of the plans
That you have for me over again
So I lay my head back down
And I lift my hands and pray
To be only yours, I pray
To be only yours, I know now
You're my only hope
I give you my destiny
I'm giving you all of me
I want your symphony
Singing in all that I am
At the top of my lungs
I'm giving it back
So I lay my head back down
And I lift my hands and pray
To be only yours, I pray
To be only yours, I pray
To be only yours, I know now
You're my only hope..."
Rebekah put her guitar back down and smiled slightly.
Jonothon.
Jonothon smiled as he listened to her.
"You have such a beautiful voice. Like an angel."
Rebekah
Rebekah blushed.
"Whatever you reckon."
Jonothon.
"Bek, music is sacred. I wouldn't say you had a good voice if I didn't think you had one," Jonothon said.
"I don't lie about stuff like that, ever."
Rebekah
Rebekah blushed.
"I just never thought I was that good."
Jonothon.
"You're very good," Jonothon said seriously.
Rebekah
Rebekah smiled and looked away.
"Thank you. And you're not bad yourself."
Jonothon.
"I'm alright. Better guitar player."
Jonothon shrugged slightly.
"And writer."
Rebekah
"That you are."
Rebekah ran a hand over his knee.
"I'm a better dancer really. Seeing as I started that when I was three."
Jonothon.
"Just ballet?" Jonothon asked.
"Or other stuff as well?"
Rebekah
"I started at ballet, then I took up jazz, contemporary, modern, tap... point when I got old enough... street, funk, hip hop. You name it, I probably did it."
Jonothon.
"Cool."
Jonothon nodded slightly.
"I just play guitar."
Rebekah
"There's not exactly a lot of things to do in France, so yeah, basically danced. Oh and learned piano."
Rebekah thought for a moment.
Jonothon.
"Not much to do in London if you're poor..."
Jonothon's eyes darkened for a moment. They'd been poor because his dad drank his pay.
"Drank, f*cked, brawled, did a bit of the five finger discount game, wagged, played guitar and dreamed, played tricks...I was a bit of a layabout."
Rebekah
"Sounds more interesting than what I did."
Rebekah hopped up and stretched slightly.
Jonothon.
"It was depressing, but we pretended it wasn't," Jonothon said flatly.
"Because we all knew exactly what we were gonna be...our parents. The girls would trap the guys into a dead end marriage, with kids and a Council house. One of my mates died the year before I left playing chicken with the train. Another O.D'd. A girl in my class aborted and died...and we pretended they never existed cos we knew we were gonna end up just like them..."
Rebekah
Rebekah leaned over and kissed his nose.
"But that's changed now."
Jonothon.
"Yeah..."
JOnothon kissed her sweetly.
Rebekah
Rebekah kissed him back.
"So, I'm so not going to be able to sleep, I just had coffee."
Jonothon.
"You should sleep if you've got that dance thing tomorrow..." Jonothon said.
"Want to make a good impression."
Rebekah
"You have a point there."
Rebekah stretched her arms.
Jonothon.
Jonothon smiled slightly and tapped her on her nose with his finger.
"I often have a method in my madness."
Rebekah
"Yes, mad man."
Rebekah hopped back into the bed and lay down beside him.
Jonothon.
Jonothon put his guitar carefully on the floor and cuddled her gently.
"Lunatic. A lovely one, of course."
Rebekah
Rebekah smiled and rested her head on his chest.
"Of course."
Jonothon.
Jonothon smiled and stroked her hair.
"Go to sleep, Bek."
Rebekah
"Just order me around," Rebekah said sleepily.
She closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.
Jonothon.
Jonothon smiled and said nothing. He watched her sleep.