Heart To Heart

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"Well, this is nice," Quinn said through clenched teeth looking at the room around her, it looked more like a hermit hobble from The Lord of the Rings.

The lone bed looked a sad and forlorn figure in the center of the room against the wall, it looked as though it's best days were well behind it. " I bet this thing was built in 1612. " She laughed to herself.

As she took in the room around her she didn't notice the figure that slipped into the room behind her, not until a voice rang out next to her.

"Looks okay to me."

Startled Quinn leaped around, her eyes wide in alarm. "What the hell are you trying to do to me, Sara?"

The blonde woman chuckled as she closed the door.

"Wow, hold on what is happening now?" Quinn watched her suspiciously.

"Oh, right I didn't tell you."

" What? " This better not be what I think it is.

"They only had a limited space for rooms, everyone was sharing that left just you and I." Sara shrugged innocently.

Quinn stared at her, accusing her with her eyes

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Quinn stared at her, accusing her with her eyes. I know you did this on purpose.

"Not gonna happen, there is no way in hell I am sharing anything with you." Alex would kill me.

Sara's eyes twinkled in mischief, she walked further into the room and looked out of the window, the paint had crinkled and fallen off the frame it had collected on the ground.

"It is happening, just grow up and deal with it." She sent her a challenging stare. I dare you to.

Quinn grated her teeth, there had been a time when she would have killed to be in this situation, even without Alex to think of she had convinced herself she needed to move on, forget Sara. How could she forget when this was what she had to deal with?

"If you touch me I will break your hand," Quinn warned causing the other woman to laugh.

" Sweetheart you gotta try and break it first." Even her retort was a flirting game, Quinn growled out in frustration and heading to the table where a bowl of water was placed so she could wash up.

Sara watched as she went, her eyes fixed on the woman as though she was afraid she would disappear if she looked away.

" I seem to remember you never did beat me when we used to spar together. " Sara purred, pouring as much silk into her voice as she could muster, coming to stand behind Quinn reaching around her to grab the soap from her, touching her hand as she did. Oops. She smiled to herself.

She felt the electricity spark, that one that only ever happened with Quinn, other guys and girls were good but no one had the spark like Quinn did.

For long seconds her hand caressed Quinn's causing the younger woman's breath to catch in her throat too lost in that simple touch to move or break the spell.

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