Quinn Wilson is scarred and damaged, heartbroken and plagued with guilt because of the lose of the woman she loved, but long before that being the daughter of Slade Wilson and Adeline Kane will do things to a person.
Fate has bigger plans than she...
"There is no fucking way!" Quinn leaped from the chair she had been sat on, outraged that anyone would suggest such a thing.
" It is the only way. " Sara tried to reason with her, she knew it would be hard.
"Get Amaya or Zari to do it."
" They can't they have their own jobs to do here. "
"Well someone else then, the blonde woman, she still won't tell me her name." Anyone but me.
"It's you so grow up and stop being such a petulant child about it." Sara stood her legs apart braced for anything Quinn would throw at her, she meant business, in truth she had requested the annoyed woman for this mission, the three weeks since they had parted had been hell. She needed to see her again.
Her confession had only made her more determined to break down her walls and get herself a second chance.
"I am not being a petulant child!" Quinn glared at her, her dark blue eyes almost black.
"There is no way I am going anywhere acting like your wife!"
"Tough luck because you are." Sparring verbally with Quinn was quite a satisfying thing.
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"This is excellent she is going to love this." She held her head in her hands trying to think up how she would explain this to Alex.
" Who is she? " Not her mad mother?
"My girlfriend, she is going to love this." She shrugged. " Don't worry babe I'm just gonna be someone else's wife for a few days. "
So lost in her own trauma was she didn't notice Sara's face fall, disappointment well in her heart. "You have a girlfriend'?" Her voice was soft almost childlike.
" Yes. "
"But you said there had been no one." You lied to me.
"Yes that was true, now there is."
" Have you had sex with her yet? "
"Wow, too personal Captain."
She has. Jealousy like she had never known filled her, some faceless woman got to her Quinn, she got to hold her, kiss her and touch her, she got to hear her sweet sigh of release when she came. Sara didn't know her name or know what she looked like but she hated her.
"Does she know everything about you?" Like I do.
Quinn remained silent, she didn't need to answer anything Sara asked of her.
"Does she know even the simple little things like you hate white chocolate but love dark chocolate." Yes, I remember.
"Does she know that you love to fall asleep on someone, that even in the heat of summer you spend all night huddled close to that someone." Me.
