You Called, I Answered (Salvatore Shield)

0.07: Beauty

Hope runs her fingers through Josie's brunette hair as the two lay facing each other in bed, and Josie snakes an arm under the sheets and around Hope's bare waist.

"We should probably get ready for our training session with the super squad."

Josie groans, pulling Hope closer, "Can't we just stay here for five more minutes?"

Hope smirks at her, "And how would you like to spend those five minutes, Agent Saltzman?"

"I can think of a few ways..." Josie smiles as she pushes Hope lightly to lay on her back, moving to straddle her waist.

Hope leans upward, seconds away from colliding her lips with Josie's...

"Josie wake up," Josie turns abruptly as she's shaken awake by her sister.

"Lizzie what the hell?"

"You were having a sex dream."

Josie suddenly gets defensive, "What? No I wasn't."

"Please tell me it wasn't about Satan. That bitch cheated on you Josie—"

"No Lizzie!"

"Then who was it about?"

Josie rolls her eyes, "I wasn't having a sex dream, okay?"

"Was it about Mikaelson? Listen, I know she's hot, but she's dangerous Jo—"

"Lizzie."

"Okay, fine, geez. I'll stop asking."

"Thank you." Josie turns over on her side, facing away from Lizzie as she tries to fall back asleep, secretly hoping to resume from where her dream left off.

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Later, after the girls have woken up and gotten ready for their classes, the two head downstairs toward the cafeteria for breakfast.

"So have you made your decision about working for Shield yet?"

Josie nods, "Yeah, I'm gonna do it. You?"

Lizzie shrugs, "I'm pretty sure I will too. I wonder who will be training us."

"I heard dad talking to Roman on the phone about it." Josie thinks she might dry heave at the thought of being around Hope's ex, but she contains herself in front of Lizzie.

As if on cue, Josie and Lizzie spot Hope talking with their dad further down the hall.

Lizzie scoffs, "I'm surprised dad didn't ask her to train everyone since she's still here. Why can't she just go back to whatever crevice of hell she came from?"

"She's actually from New Orleans."

Lizzie rolls her eyes, "Whatever."

As Josie and Lizzie are about to pass by their father and Hope, the auburn haired girl glances past Alaric's shoulder to see the twins, making brief eye contact with Josie before a subtle smile forms on her lips as she turns back to Alaric and the twins continue their walk down the hall.

Lizzie furrows her eyebrows, turning to Josie, "Um, why was she looking at you?"

"How am I supposed to know that?"

Lizzie raises an eyebrow at her sister, knowing that she's hiding something from her.

Josie sighs in defeat, "Okay, so we may have talked a little bit."

"If you just talked, then why are you blushing so hard?"

Josie whisper-yells at her sister, "Because I had a dream about her last night, okay? Stop asking questions!"