No Way Back (a Taylor Hawkins fan fiction)

Chapter 7 - Ache and Burst

**AUTHORS NOTE: This story was written after reading/falling in love with the story "Stranger Things Have Happened" by the lovely FooFan606 (who has become a partner in crime!) I chose to write her characters into this story, so if you want to know who the heck this Kate person is, you'd best read her work!**

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Genvieve felt her nerves on edge as they parked and began walking up the driveway to Dave's house. Taylor sensed her fear and put a reassuring arm around her as they rounded a corner and a group of people came into view. She could hear children squealing and splashing in the pool which seemed to be around the other side of the large white house.

"What's up buddy?" Dave called from behind a massive grill. Taylor waved at him as they approached.

"You remember the lovely Genevieve?"

Taylor gestured to her and she forced a winning smile.

"Of course! Good to see you again, Gen!" Dave smiled warmly but she caught the tiny quizzical glance he shot at Taylor.

"Thanks for having me," she offered awkwardly.

"Come on," Taylor grabbed her hand and began to lead her past Dave and into the house. "Let's go get our swimming trunks on."

"Don't you already have your swimming trunks on...like, permanently?" she laughed as he lead them to a large bathroom off the living room, shutting the door behind them.

"I sure do," he said huskily as he pulled her against him, kissing her with vigor. She pulled back after a moment, laughing.

"Taylor!" she whispered sharply. "This is so inappropriate! Get out of here!"

She giggled as he kissed her neck insistently.

"This is not a good first impression to make!"

He pouted and she laughed.

"Will you just grab us some drinks and I'll be out in a minute?"

"You're no fun, Iggy."

He sulked and left her. Making sure the door was locked behind him, she hurriedly disrobed and pulled on the swimsuit, looking into the mirror. Rachel was right. This suit was the perfect choice. The halter top flattered her ample chest while covering it respectably and the bottoms were a ruched skirt style, based on vintage suits of the 50's and 60's. Her slender middle was toned nicely thanks to an obsession with pilates. She looked good. Just sexy enough without being inappropriate for a family barbeque.

She smiled bravely at herself in the mirror and pulled her hair into a loose knot on top of her head, then wrapped her towel around her waist for modesty. She heard a knock at the door. She sighed, flinging it open with mock exasperation only to find herself face to face with Kate Grohl, Dave's wife. Gen remembered reading the stories on Perez the year prior, Dave had divorced his second wife, Jordyn Blum, a few years back and had since remarried and had a young son with a girl named Kate. Gen remembered how envious she had been, herself going through a messy breakup with yet another musician. What had this regular girl done to get it right?

"Oh! Sorry!" Gen startled. "I thought you were-" before she could finish Taylor swung around the corner, two Coronas in hand.

"Let's see this sexy-heeyy Kate!" He stopped in his tracks. "I see you've met Iggy."

"Actually I haven't," Kate smiled politely, eyes full of unasked questions.

"It's Genevieve." Gen put out her hand to Kate, flashing an irritated look at Taylor. "I'm a friend of Taylors."