First kiss - Oneshots

I'll be with you, even in death

A/n: This was supposed to be very emotional, sad tragic fic with tragic ending. But the last time I killed Debbie in oneshot named "My friend's wife", I myself was angry and even readers were sad. I didn't want to repeat that. So, I twisted the story a little.

WARNING: LOUBBIE DEATH!!! (Well, kinda...)

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Timeline: Just a month or two after the heist

It took 3 hours for Debbie to finally remember where her favorite Ralph Lauren t-shirt was. It was with Lou. Lou 'borrowed' it from her years ago. Well technically speaking, it was Lou's t-shirt. Debbie first 'borrowed' from her and then Lou from Debbie. Now that Lou was in California enjoying the west coast, Debbie could easily 'borrow' it back.

Before Lou returns, Debbie has to sort out her wardrobe, arrange every fucking possessions in order. Lou might live in that old loft, but she did keep it clean. But from past two months it looks as if it's hit by Katrina. Debbie isn't much of a cleanliness freak compared to Lou. But Lou never complained. Lou showed her displeasure when others misplaced things or kept untidy. But never with Debbie. No, she wasn't afraid of Debbie, but she had an endearment for her. She likes whatever Debbie does. She adores Debbie's messy wardrobe, messed up kitchen adventures, messed up work table full of blue prints and plannings, even the plans written on the board in bathroom.

Before she left for her much awaited road-trip, Lou handed over the club to Debbie. It was the trust from Lou's side and also it strengthened Debbie's 'live a simple life and pay my bills' fiction. Debbie was given the position of manager just for legal purposes. Debbie made sure that she lived up to Lou's standards in handling the odds, safety of customers and keeping the club drug free. Lou will never forgive her if she allows any drug dealings inside or within the vicinity of club. Today, the club was closed for regular maintenance and so Debbie decided to spend her time cleaning her room and if possible, entire Loft. That's when she found out her t-shirt was missing.

She went to Lou's room and started her treasure hunt. Lou's wardrobe was sorted, the suits in one compartment, the t-shirts in  another, jackets hanging in some other compartment. All the leather pants in seperate drawer. One quick look and it was easy to realise that her t-shirt was not there. Which means, Lou had taken it along with her. So Debbie decided to take some of Lou's t-shirts. She began sorting the t-shirts. There was a locked drawer within the t-shirt compartment. Debbie, who was always curious, thought of opening. Though invading Lou's locked drawer seemed wrong, she still couldn't control herself.

There are no secrets between us so I can definitely open this

Somewhere in her heart she felt guilty for hiding the 'art dealing and Claude Becker' from Lou, six years ago. She was being a hypocrite. But well, Lou always thinks high of her. So, she can get away with this easily.

Thanks to her talented hands, she opened the drawer in an ease, and found few files and papers in there. She looked into those files. And she was shocked.

Lou's medical report. She has brain cancer! Cancerous tumours growing in her brain! The end stage, with brain full of tumours! It was written that Lou's brain had tumours everywhere. All of her neurons were forming tumours by rapidly multiplying.

Debbie was dumbstruck and didn't even bat her eyelashes in response. She also saw another document. Lou's property will. The club, the bank balance (the legal one) which had the money Lou got after selling her house in Australia, and the Loft all will have Debbie as sole owner after Lou's death. Except for her bank balance, every other property was having shared ownership at present which was a new information for Debbie. Debbie never expected Lou to share everything with her. Well, after what she did, it was not something to expect. But here  was Lou, sharing all her assets with Debbie and after death it would be only Debbie's.