Lynx: A Callie Torres Story

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Jada stayed up all night with Callie until her (also) very hot friend Natasha, known as Black Widow came to get her.

After her new superhero crush hobbled out of her apartment, Jada flopped onto the couch and tried to fall asleep.

She didn't know if she would ever see Callie again. She hoped she did, even as far out of her league as she was, Jada still thought of her as a friend. She of course, would rather be a lot more than friends but that was for Lynx to decide.

Callie was simply perfection in Jada's eyes. She wasn't the kind of person upon looking at her that she would think. Jada wasn't able to think clearly the entire time Callie was here. Just upon meeting her, Callie took her breath away. She didn't know how somebody could do this to her this fast. She had never fallen for a girl this fast. Ever. And it wasn't because she was a part of S.H.I.E.L.D. That didn't even matter to Jada. Her gaze, her dark brown eyes, and her voice, especially her voice, was so hot.

As much as she didn't want to, Jada had her hopes up about Callie. That is, if she could find her. Jada just got the feeling that Callie was very private and from what she was told today, that had to be the most she'd opened up in a while, let alone allow herself to be found by a woman she met once. But Jada wanted to be a person she could trust and lean on.

Calliope was such a beautiful name. She couldn't stop replaying the moment in her head when Lynx revealed her name. "My name is Calliope Torres," she had said. She needed to stop her thoughts, but Jada couldn't help but think of calling her name while making love.

Jada violently shook her head in an attempt to stop these thoughts. She couldn't allow herself to get her hopes up for anything. She was falling for a girl way out of her league and she would never be simply Jada's. The entire city relied on Lynx. She didn't know how she would be able to handle being with someone who would need to abruptly leave to save the world.

She watched as her cat Goose walked out of her bedroom and into the living room where she was sitting. Goose was a very nervous cat who wouldn't come out of Jada's bedroom unless the person in the apartment was her, or someone who has been around a few times before. Jada never understood the behavior. But she'd had Goose since she was little and this had been something he had been doing ever since she got him.

"Goose," Jada called as he made his way over to her.

He rubbed against the couch and her arm. "I'm surprised you didn't come out for the cat whisperer."

Jada laughed when Goose gave her the stink eye. "You gotta help me out here bud. Communicate with her or something. Tell her I want to see her again."

Goose let out a quiet meow as he again nudged against her arm. "I know, you don't like it when your mom brings a girl home."

The past three times this did happen, Goose would stand at the door meowing and scratching against the door for hours until he was eventually let in or tired himself out. He never liked regular visitors, but when it was the beginnings of a possible relationship, that's when Goose would do his thing.

"I'm not letting you scare her off," Jada said while taking to Goose. "I just have a feeling," she admitted with a laugh. "Don't know what kind of feeling but a feeling."

Jada felt her phone vibrate but was focused on playing with Goose. When her phone vibrated again, Jada sat up and reached to the coffee table to grab it. When she did her jaw dropped.

Hey it's Callie, I was wondering if you'd want to come over tomorrow? :)