Us Against All Odds (En)

The dream

True love is rare and it is the only thing that gives meaning to life.

Nicholas Sparks

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Maya had stopped going to the psychiatrist, she had had two more sessions, since she had regained her memory of her attack but everything else remained blocked.

Amelia and the shrink could not understand why her memory was having a psychological block on Carina. She had even gone back to the neuropsychologist, to do a neurocognitive assessment again. But the result was still the same. A region of her brain was cutting off all signals, not allowing Maya to access that part of her memories.

She had told them that she had ultra-realistic dreams that, once awake, disappeared from her brain in a blink of an eye. So they tried putting neuro-sensors on her, when she was sleeping, with a helmet that had the same function as an MRI. And indeed, in a state of unconsciousness, all her thoughts, all her connections went only to this region of the brain.

When she woke up, she was frustrated again, not remembering her dream.

/Dream - Flashback/

It had been two weeks since she had apologized to Carina.
The tension between them was palpable.
They had decided to go out with Vic, Taryn, Amelia, Teddy and Andy. They went to The Pink Door, an Italian restaurant not far from the hospital and the station.

The two women had eaten next to each other. Carina's hand kept finding Maya's thigh under the table. It must be said that the blonde had opted for a short dress, the blue of her eyes and that between that, her oceanic look made up in blue and black smokey eyes, as well as her platinum square, she was clearly the most beautiful and the most desirable woman in the room.

It's not that she was trying to make the Italian girl fall in love with her, but she wanted to please her, she wanted to make her head spin.

Carina on her side had opted for a black suit, which arrived to her above the ankles and a white shirt, sober look, but so sexy on her, that she could have put fire to the restaurant.

The hand of the brunette did not stop going on the thigh of the blonde. Her power grip did not go unnoticed, because, each time she slipped her hand, the captain became red or started to stutter.

- "you still haven't done anything?" Vic asked quietly

- "a few days ago she broke down, on the couch, it wasn't long, but fuck..." Said she, clutching her towel. "However, she won't let me touch her... And I really want to..."

-"Well, as long as you're having fun... I don't see the problem".

-"The problem is that she walks around in her underwear, and that I sleep with her, and that she makes me lose my mind... And I have no right to do anything to her in return..."

- "okay, I see the type... A little frustrating..."

- "a little?!" She said in shock. Vic really didn't understand how fused Maya and Carina were, sexually speaking included, and how much she loved hearing the Italian moan her name and cum in her ear or against her mouth and how much more so not being able to put her hands where she wanted was.

Carina had not heard all the conversation, but knew that they spoke about her given, that they whispered. She had thus gone up a little her hand, passing it in a not visible part, under the limit of the dress. Immediately, Maya had come to place her hand, on the back of the one of Carina, intertwining their fingers and making her stop her race, so that she does not go higher.