The Military School (En)

Thanksgiving

Her sleep was restless, it had been a long time. The brunette had not moved from her position but had tried to wake her up, calling her gently. She had then opened her eyes in a start in spite of the weight of Carina on her. Her first instinct had been to put her hand on her neck. It was real. Her companion had stopped moving, one hand under Maya's shirt, under her breast, her head resting on her shoulder opposite her wound.

-" Bambina it was just a nightmare "

Maya was still panting. Carina had tightened the grip of her hand on her side. In a fraction of a second the Italian had found herself with her back to the mattress, Maya's lips on hers. Their naked legs intertwined, the hand of the blonde on the cheek of the brunette. The sexologist with her hands now both on her back naked, under her shirt.

-" Maya, we're at the barracks" had managed to say Carina despite the kisses from her companion, who obviously didn't care. "Maya..."

The lieutenant had then gone up her thigh between the legs of her companion against her boxer and had begun to move.

-" Maya..."

-"I need... Need it, Carina."

The brunette had then let herself go and had allowed Maya to make love to her, right there and then, in the one and a half person bed of her little box at the station. The pain in her neck was nothing compared to the desire to feel Carina's body at that moment. What she had not been able to do at that time...

After having finished Maya had laid down on Carina to three quarters. Bringing her leg up against her lower belly and her hand under the Italian's breast.

-" Are you going to tell me what happened yesterday? Or in your dream?"

/Flahsback/

Maya was putting out the fire when firecrackers started going off near her. And suddenly she was 19 again, she was again in a remote area of her home, alone, in a tent, lying on her back.

She had reacted but a fraction of a second too late, a shell had flown by her ear and hit her neck. No she was no longer 19 and not there, this was a piece of firework that had come to lodge itself between her helmet and her coat, burning the protective hood she had underneath.

But she was stronger than that and had quickly come to her senses, this was no longer her life. She was now a firefighter, a lieutenant even, on her way to becoming a captain. Despite the pain she could not give in, she could not let her colleagues and friends get hurt. She had looked over, Dean was putting out the fire consuming Vic and Andy was tapping her foot on a wick.

/end of flashback/

-"And so I dreamed that night that a shell had finally hit me and I felt this pain in my neck. And I had a nightmare that it had opened up my carotid artery and that I was going to die, never to see you again. And you woke me up, my first instinct was to touch where I was wounded to see if it was real, and I felt your weight, and I had to feel that you were there, to me, that I wasn't dead, that it was all real."

-"I will always be your beacon in the dark night, your sky in the hopscotch, your anchor in this world. No matter what day, no matter what time, if you have that nightmare again, I want you to call me and I will be there, I will come, anywhere for you. You'll never be alone again, I'll see to that."

-" I love you Carina" she had then said while a tear ran down her cheek falling asleep again.

- "per sempre" had answered her Carina by slipping her two hands under her t-shirt, to be as close as possible to her skin.

The next morning Carina had to go back home to get clean clothes and take a shower for work. She had left Maya at the barracks with her colleagues after breakfast. Maya had decided to go to the gym, before taking a shower and putting on her civilian clothes. They had decided to meet at the hospital where Vic and Andy had spent the night. Maya was going to take Andy home, and Lucas was going to take Vic home.