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Roosevelt Hotel -- 1016

Zach smirked at her as she tried to pulled her wrist away... he wasn't holding it tight enough to really HURT her... but his grip wasn't so easily shaken either. She jerked her arm back, but he STILL didn't let go, and so, as she pulled, the gap was nearly closed between them and he leaned in a little, almost as if he might kiss her-- but not yet. Her hair fell across her face a bit. He smiled... it was a nice change... Haleigh had always been EASILY stronger tham him and even though she let Zach take control on many an occasion... it just wasn't QUITE the same as Claudia actually truly unable to overpower him. She played it cool though... and suggested that she'd come to the wrong room.

He feigned being hurt by the comment, but let her pull away this time. As she turned to leave, he took a split second debating whether or not to actually LET her leave.... NAH. He still believed she was just PLAYING hard to get. He grabbed her by the crook of the elbow, whipping her back around to face him-- a little rough.

"Hey, where do you think YOU'RE going?"

He asked, rhetorically, before pulling her into a kiss, reaching up to the back of her neck and guiding her back into his suite.
 
Claudia was immediately pulled into a kiss, her hands instinctively reaching for the sides of Zach's face to draw him closer to her. Zach back peddled into the room, pulling Claudia along with him. With skill an ease, she began to unbutton his collared shirt, never once breaking their heated kiss or fumbling. Feeling him pull her around in a different direction, she soon found herself pushed up against a wall, out of breath and mouth agape. He was damn good; knew what to do and how to do it. Haleigh was a fool for letting this one slip through her fingers.

Unbuckling his belt, with one tug it was freed from his pants and on the floor. Wrapping her arms around his neck, Claudia broke their kiss, grinning playfully as she 'jumped up' and wrapped her legs around his waist. A low laugh caught in her throat as she crashed into his lips again, the lip lock even more steamy than before. Sometimes work DOES mix well with pleasure. :D
 
Roosevelt Hotel -- 1016

It seemed she had just been waiting to see if, in fact, he was not too gentlemanly to take what he wanted. She gave in immediately, and they kissed as they backed into his suite, Zach giving the door a smooth push with his foot to close it. She was already at work on his shirt, and was remarkably quick with it, even in the low lighting of the suite. He rolled his shoulders back as she pushed his shirt off, and then took her back into his arms, starting to lead her through the entryway and into the bedroom, hemming her up against a wall in the meantime.

She was a little out of breath, and he smiled, starting to pull down on the 'collar' of her top so his could kiss her neck... her bare shoulders, whatever was exposed. Back to her lips again.. and she pulled back a little, grinning as she put her arms around his shoulders and leapt up into his arms, wrapping her legs around him as he put an arm around her lower back, and the other along at her hip, his hand working its way around to her bottom, strictly for carrying purposes only. ;)

They kissed again, if it was possible, more passionately than before, as he carried her with ease over to the bed, sitting down on the edge with her in his lap. He lifted the bottom of her shirt, breaking the kiss to take it completely off, then lifting her up again so he could turn them both around, playfully 'dropping' her on the bed before following, kissing her tightly toned tummy, working his way up to her chest, collar bone, and neck before kissing her lips again, running his fingers through her hair, making sure to support his weight by propping himself up on his elbows so he didn't completely CRUSH her.
 
MP apt. 8

:: Alison dismissed Blaze when she said they needed find her man.::

You've been in our timeline for all of 5 minutes. Havent you learned ANYTHING? Once a man is bewitched by ME, he can NEVER have enough. and Mr. Combs may be a big tough bad ass in the board room, but he's EVER so eager to please in the BEDROOM. Maybe one day I'll tell him I'm a witch...but I've been enjoying our "friendship" for a couple years now. Poor Kim...she has no idea that she's just hopelessly outmatched!

:: laughing smugly as the others settled in and Blaze asked about Sharon.::

Oh she's down the way, at Nicolas'. Let them be, they are having a much needed talk between them. Its another critical step in Nicolas' recovery process.

:: as Morgan spoke about Haleigh and Blaze somewhat DEFENDED the hybrid, Alison laughed. NEITHER of them wanted to tell Morgan what Haleigh TRIED to do at the Club, how Alison and Blaze BOTH had to step in the way and that Alison had to KNOCK HER OUT with a sleeping spell. In fact, everyone in Blaze's apartment [ Delilah included] knew about it EXCCEPT Morgan.::

That may very well be, Blaze, but coming from another timeline, you would not be aware that Haleigh has harbored feelings for Nicolas for quite sometime. All SET did was make it happen, but he couldnt have just conjured it out of thin air.

The sooner Haleigh and Morgan find a way to discuss it among themselves, the sooner it will be resolved but for now? I think Haleigh has more than enough on her plate, by HER choosing.

Speaking of that...I find it kind of SILLY that Mike was in there rolling around on the floor with Zach. BUT we are talking about men here. Their territorial ways are as ingrained as the need to breathe.

:: Morgan feared that Mike was cheating on Karen with Haleigh and Alison's colbalt blue eyes widened with astonishment. ::

Even if I wasn't a precog, I couldnt imagine that Mike would be so stupid. He loves Karen. It's plain to see (both in the literal AND "seer" sense)

No, I don't "SEE" any events involving Mike with Haleigh.... past, present OR future. He respects her as a fellow military veteran, and for several other related reasons. He's just doing what he always does...looking out for the underdog. He never thought much of Zach and when the revelation of his involvement with Sharon surfaced, Mike was FIRMLY planted on the "Anti Zach" band wagon from then on.

So relax Morgan, you don't have to go beating down Haleigh's door and having a CATFIGHT with her!

:: Alison laughs as she remembers the MUDFIGHT on Aerie.::

Sorry that I can't stay Blaze, but my duties require me to be at Minerva's Mansion. Karen is there with Pandora, but I am Pandora's guardian as well as the keeper of "the artifcats of the world" as Harbinger, the Keeper of Time. I will ALWAYS be an ally of the Six, but I must fullfill my duties as Harbinger first and foremost.
 
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Apartment 8

You've been in our timeline for all of 5 minutes. Havent you learned ANYTHING? Once a man is bewitched by ME, he can NEVER have enough. and Mr. Combs may be a big tough bad ass in the board room, but he's EVER so eager to please in the BEDROOM. Maybe one day I'll tell him I'm a witch...but I've been enjoying our "friendship" for a couple years now. Poor Kim...she has no idea that she's just hopelessly outmatched!
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"Well excuse me Ms. Marble. But every man has a chance of sweeping a bewitching beauty like you off your feet....he just needs the right broom."

Winking up to the Seer before she rolled her eyes at the 'friendship' remark. Alison was such a trip when the mood served her well. Alison would elaborate on Sharon's location.

Oh she's down the way, at Nicolas'. Let them be, they are having a much needed talk between them. Its another critical step in Nicolas' recovery process.
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"Awww, how sweet I guess lying, cheating, and arrogant men need a session with Dr. Phyllis too."

Sarcasm and a bit of venom dripped in Blaze's remark there and Alison would easily recognize the spark ignited behind Blaze's eyes.

That may very well be, Blaze, but coming from another timeline, you would not be aware that Haleigh has harbored feelings for Nicolas for quite sometime. All SET did was make it happen, but he couldnt have just conjured it out of thin air.

The sooner Haleigh and Morgan find a way to discuss it among themselves, the sooner it will be resolved but for now? I think Haleigh has more than enough on her plate, by HER choosing.

Speaking of that...I find it kind of SILLY that Mike was in there rolling around on the floor with Zach. BUT we are talking about men here. Their territorial ways are as ingrained as the need to breathe.
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"I may be from another timeline but Haleigh STILL harbored feelings for Nicolas, especially when she lost him and Zach. It was the reason she closed herself to her friends and family. And if we're not careful she could revert to that reaction."

Pausing, Blaze looked up at Alison while weighing the woman's words.

"Morgan and Haleigh will work it out if Morgan has the desire to do so, which I don't see happening anytime soon. I'm sure Haleigh has a lot going on and I won't discredit her for it. Most of the residence have a lot going on here."

Alison would remark on Mike rolling around with Zach.

"Seriously, I can't believe you guys didn't DO anything. Granted, you may not care for Zach but I'd be offended if I brought a guest here and Mike laid the smack down on the guy. We aren't living in a cave wearing loin clothes and walking around with clubs. We're civilized...well some of us anyway."

Even if I wasn't a precog, I couldnt imagine that Mike would be so stupid. He loves Karen. It's plain to see (both in the literal AND "seer" sense)

No, I don't "SEE" any events involving Mike with Haleigh.... past, present OR future. He respects her as a fellow military veteran, and for several other related reasons. He's just doing what he always does...looking out for the underdog. He never thought much of Zach and when the revelation of his involvement with Sharon surfaced, Mike was FIRMLY planted on the "Anti Zach" band wagon from then on.

So relax Morgan, you don't have to go beating down Haleigh's door and having a CATFIGHT with her!
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Blaze turned to Morgan to nod while motioning to Alison, "See sis they aren't doing the McNasty! Which is what I was saying all along."

Laughing out loud at the catfight remark, "A catfight?! No I think not Alison, especially when Karen is involved. Try more like a BITCHFIGHT between two alpha females!"

Sorry that I can't stay Blaze, but my duties require me to be at Minerva's Mansion. Karen is there with Pandora, but I am Pandora's guardian as well as the keeper of "the artifcats of the world" as Harbinger, the Keeper of Time. I will ALWAYS be an ally of the Six, but I must fullfill my duties as Harbinger first and foremost.
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"No worries, I figured you'd have duties to attend to. But feel free to drop in anytime..." Blaze nibbled on her bottom lip, "Well, not ANY time but feel free to use the doorbell."
 
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Zach carried her over to the bed, sitting on the edge so Claudia was resting in his lap. The lights were dimmed in his suite with music on a lower set volume playing throughout the room. However Claudia wasn't paying much attention to anything else besides Zach breaking their kiss and pulling her top off, exposing a red strapless lace bra. Biting her bottom lip he lifted her again and playfully dropped her onto the bed causing her to grin. At that point the random satalite station Zach had chosen to put on before she arrived began to play a song that definitely fit the mood. Playful, sexy, and upbeat.

Pushing herself further back onto the bed, Zach kissed is way up her body; Claudia craning her neck back until he reached her lips again. Running her fingers through his short hair, he seemed to enjoy being the dominant one and immediately took Claudia's wrist with his hands, extending them over her head and pinning them above her. She guessed it was because Haleigh was a hybrid and one of her powers were augmented strength? Regardless, Claudia didn't mind being submissive for once and happily went along with him, biting his lip playfully between one of their heated kisses.

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The evening of all out no questions sex between Claws and Zach continued on for a couple of intense and pleasurable hours. If he was thinking about Haleigh after THAT, then Claudia most obviously lost her touch. :D Slipping on Zach's button down dress shirt, it was three sizes too big on Claudia and came to just above her knees. With red peep toe heals still on [a request of Zach's ;)], Claudia walked over to the mini bar, buttoning the shirt as she went.

"So...."

Turning over a glass tumbler rightside up, Claudia picked up a small bottle of Jack Daniels and began to open it.

"Who is she?"

Playing 'dumb', she poured the entire contense of the tiny bottle into the glass, filling it only half way. With glass in hand, Claudia turned around to face Zach, who still laid in a pool of tangled sheets on the bed. Wanting to see what information she could get out of him, she remained casual and aloof about the question, walking up to the edge of the bed and crawling onto it before laying on her stomach; elbows propped up and drink still in hand.
 
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Roosevelt Hotel -- 1016

Zach knew it was going to be very good…. Claudia was a woman with a LOT of sexual confidence and that always bodes well. Sated but exhausted, Zach lays back against a stack of pillows, amongst a tangle of sheets. Claudia gets up, puts on his shirt, and go for a drink, under Zach's mindful gaze. She makes conversation… but Zach is so lost in realizing what a GREAT idea it had been to stop by the Tropicana for a drink, that her question didn't seem to register right away.

"Who is who?"


He asked, as she crawled back up next to him. He couldn't think about anyone ELSE right now…. And maybe that was the best thing for him. For a little while, at least… he didn't have any problems… and apparently no immediate remorse either. He might've felt a little differently about it if he KNEW who Claudia was... or why she'd intitially pursued him... but for now... ignorance is bliss.
 
Taking a swig of the liqour, Claudia extended the glass out to Zach, offering him some.

"The woman you're trying to forget."

She stated matter of factly. Resting her chin in the palm of her hand, Claudia nodded her head to his left hand.

"You're not married....and you didn't look at the door once. Which means you weren't expecting someone to walk in, and weren't hoping one would either. [sliding her hand down her neck, Claudia kept her eyes focused on him] You weren't trying to give someone an eye full....no fears...no agenda...."

Taking the glass of Jack from Zach's hand, Claudia quenched her thirst with sip; the ice softly rattling against the inside of the glass as she moved the tumbler away from her mouth.

"So something tells me this wasn't just mindless sex. Or a random pick up at the bar...."

Claudia's dark amber eyes didn't waver from his. She kept them glued to Zach and studied him. Everything: his breathing, his facial expressions, the way his body subconsciously responded to her questions. She wanted to see how far she could get with him....how much Haleigh had truly fucked him over. And how badly he wanted her back. Handing Zach the glass of Jack once again, there was enough for one more swig before it was nothing more than ice cubes. Claudia had a feeling he needed that last bit of liqour..
 
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Roosevelt Hotel -- 1016

She offered him the glass… and he took it, taking a drink as she elaborated on her question. The woman he was trying to forget…. Haleigh. He gave a weak, crooked smile.

"I don't know… I seem to have forgotten her."

He hadn't… in fact… he grimly wondered why she'd HAD to bring it up. His mind rang with the earlier fight… and the stinging reminder that he was not likely to catch the break he'd thought he would. He considered just giving up while he had some dignity left… and going back to New York. She postured that he wasn't married… striking an unintentional wound. It wasn't for lack of trying. He held up his left hand, fingers spread out. A ring SHOULD have been there... but then... he wouldn't be here.

"Maybe I just don't wear the ring."

But she had a lot of supporting observations to back up her claim… and he had no response for any of that… he passed the glass back to her, his gaze locked with hers, but distant…. Absentminded.

Claudia: "So something tells me this wasn't just mindless sex. Or a random pick up at the bar…."

She was surprisingly perceptive…. Or perhaps… he was just painfully obvious in his behavior. There was only one way to find out. He took a slow, deep breath.

"What was I…. [slight smirk] besides good?"


He asked, taking the glass back as she handed it to him again. He didn't drink it just yet… he tilted the glass a little, letting the ice clink, awaiting her answer.
 
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MP -- Courtyard

A bikini clad Haleigh dropped a plush towel in a pool chair before descending into the courtyard's pool slowly. All the others were visiting in various apartments... both the Zaccharas were gone. Haleigh wanted to stop by and see Blaze, but there was no way she'd do it with all the others there. She didn't feel like being questioned about Zach... nor did she feel up to dealing with the tension that would have to be endured in a group setting. She'd visit later... or tomorrow... when Blaze was alone. She quietly swam a few laps back and forth….. Expelling her tension through exercise. The pool wasn't exactly made for laps…. But she purposely slowed her swimming and focused on form instead.

She felt a little sheepish… after having time to think and letting the anger wear off… she realized she may have overreacted on Zach. There was little she would try to do about it TONIGHT… she had so little pride left to cling to that she wasn't going to throw it away by seeking him out… and she didn't feel THAT remorseful about it.

When she tired of swimming, she slowed to a stop, clinging to the rim of the pool. Mentally she added the necessary equipment to transform the poll into a very large hot tub and, after giving herself a metal ledge to sit on underwater, she reclined back and closed her eyes. Her back was to the entranceway, and she was faced away from most of the doors, but it didn't matter… there were already cameras well hidden around the courtyard, and her ability to recognize DNA signatures would also be a help in identifying who was where.
 
Claudia looked at him for the first time that evening as a man who was hurt rather than a 'job' or a mission that needed to be complete. Resting her chin back down in the palm of her hand, she paused for a moment before answering his question.

"What was I…. [slight smirk] besides good?"
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"Besides the good parts you were angry. You're hurt..."

Claudia watched him closely, her expression remained the same but she did feel a small pang of guilt knowing that the man that she just seduced had no idea what he had just gotten himself into by getting involved with her.

"And you're still in love with her."

Studying him for a few moments, Claudia finally pushed herself up from the bed and slid off the edge and onto her feet. It was time for her to go. Picking up her jeans and top, Claudia stripped off Zach's shirt and began to dress.
 
Roosevelt Hotel -- 1016

Zach finally looked away, draining what was left of the Jack. She had him pegged, he'd give her that… there was no use playing it off. He was still in love with her… and it was plain enough for a stranger to see. He shifted the topic instead.

"And what about you, hmm? Sexy… intelligent, unnervingly insightful… and yet… YOU needed this as badly as I did. What does a beautiful woman like you have to prove to herself with a stranger in a hotel room? What makes you prefer lust to love?"

He asked… as she slid off the bed and began to get dressed again. He didn't bother moving…. Just watched her move about the room, collecting her articles of clothing.

"Where you running off to? We're having an interesting conversation… but you're trying to get out of here like there's some kind of fire. Or maybe… it's the intimacy you're running from."

Someone had hurt her badly too... he could tell that much. It took a tortured soul to know one, after all. He wasn't expecting a direct answer... all too often the wounds were too personal to discuss, especially with strangers.
 
Already dressed in her jeans and heals, Claudia pulled her black top on listening to Zach discribe her. Pulling her curled hair over to one shoulder, she resisted the urge to laugh at Zach's comment about her needing tonight as badly as he did. So instead she smirked knowingly at him.

"I didn't NEED this, I wanted it. And as for love, it's far too messy for my taste. I like quick and simple; leave all the complications at the door."

Walking over to a silver framed mirror mounted on the wall, Claudia ran her fingers through her tassled locks, combing them into a side part. For the most part she didn't look like she had spent hours rolling around in bed with Haleigh Davidoff's ex.

"Where you running off to? We're having an interesting conversation.."
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"I have a prior engagement."

"Or maybe… it's the intimacy you're running from."
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Claudia looked at Zach through the reflection in the mirror, her eyes narrowing defensively at his comment. She turned to face him.

"I don't need a man to define who I am. I'm enough for me, you get that? [Claudia moved in front of where Zach sat] Tonight was....thoroughly enjoyable. Why start complicating things now with therapy talk?"

Bending down, she gave Zach one last long, sexy kiss; her hand trailing behind to the nape of his neck. Finally breaking the kiss, Claudia traced her thumb along Zach's bottom lip, her lips curling into a saultry smile.

"G'night handsome."

Standing upright, Claudia's hand trailed across his cheek as she stepped away from him. Grabbing her purse that was placed on a nearby dresser, Claws exited Zach's suite, giving him one last look from over her shoulder before the door closed.
 
Rodeo Drive Rampage

Clara missed her sister's call by seconds while in the changing room, putting her own clothes back on. After finding several new outfits to wear, she was finally so hungry that she couldn't think straight anymore.

Johnny: "Now, don't you already own a dress like that one?"

Johnny said humorously, knowing good and well that it was HER dress. The poor guy had sat patiently outside the dressing room the entire time-- but not for naught… he seemed to enjoy watching Clara come out in front of the mirrors and inspect each garment… he even injected his own input every now and then, though usually in the form of a joke. Clara just smirked and shook her head.

"Come on, wise guy. I'm famished. We're all done here."

He nodded, standing, collecting the bags of things Clara had already purchased, handing her purse over to her, as she unloaded her new wardrobe on the sales clerk who'd been helping them. She rummaged through her bag for her wallet, checking her phone while she was at it.

"Hey… Claudia called…. Why didn't you answer?"

Johnny shrugged, saying that he hadn't heard it, and Clara passed her bank card over to the cashier as she checked the voicemail.

>>Hey Clar-bear, i'm not going to be able to make dinner tonight. I had a meeting that suddenly came up. I'll see you when I get home. Love you.

Signing for the transaction, Clara relayed the message to Johnny… looked like they were dining alone tonight. IT wasn't that big a deal… they USUALLY ate together… but over the course of the day… Clara had noticed little things here and there… she was starting to catch a glimpse of what her sister had been so sure of the night before. Maybe she just hadn't been paying attention… or it had gone on so long that she simply got USED to his subtle gaze.

He carried the bags out to the car as she got into the drivers seat of her brand new black Lamborghini Murcielago, and drove them over to the House of Blues on the sunset strip, where they had already reserved a table.

[at the House of Blues on the Sunset Strip]

After a few quiet minutes of poring over the menu, they placed their orders. Clara made small talk.

"What did the BMW dealership say about your bike?"

Johnny: "It'll be delivered to Melrose tomorrow. And I put in an order for a 7 series High Security sedan-- I know you like your Lambo… but I got it for whenever you might need more seating or more security. Maybe you won't be able to break the sound barrier getting away, but there are millions of BMWs roaming the L.A. streets… at least we can blend in. I call it 'urban camouflage'."

Clara didn't fuss about it… Johnny was just doing his job and since they'd had a small fleet of bulletproof cars in New York, she could have expected to amass another garageful here over time. She nodded in response, accepting her glass of iced tea from the waiter, ignoring his obnoxiously flirtatious behavior.

"So… I never got a chance to ask you what you thought about my sister."

Johnny gave a soft little laugh, taking a drink of the Scotch/Rocks that he'd ordered. He smiled as he responded.

Johnny: "She's something else, isn't she? Scares me a little bit. [of Clara's surprised laugh] Well, I mean, Christ… did you SEE the way she reacted to Sharon's sucker punch? She got that look in her eye…. Kind of like that one you get when you're EXTREMELY angry and feeling murderous… only with you… I feel like it's a controlled burn-- with her its like WILDFIRE… and I don't know… I wonder if we have to be careful not to get burned OURSELVES, you know?"
 
Roosevelt Hotel -- 1016

She asserted that she didn't NEED tonight… and he just shrugged. If she wanted to keep lying to herself, it wasn't his problem. She claimed to have a 'prior engagement', and he fought the urge not to call her a liar. He didn't believ eit for a second but the truth was… he didn't particularly care to be getting so personal either. At least she was gracefully exiting. Nothing was worse than having to kick the woman out in the morning.

"I hope I didn't keep you too long."

Claudia: "I don't need a man to define who I am. I'm enough for me, you get that? [Claudia moved in front of where Zach sat] Tonight was....thoroughly enjoyable. Why start complicating things now with therapy talk?"

The defensiveness of her tone was not lost on Zach… but she'd already proven she wasn't going to answer and of his probing questions, so he didn't bother asking her about it. He did, however, smirk at her playfully. This was the SECOND time she mentioned avoiding complications in about a thirty second period.

"You really seem to have a neurosis on the subject of 'complication'. Shall I give you the number to a decent therapist?"

She answered him with leaning over him for a long kiss, his hands reflexively framed her face, pinning back her hair as he did. She pulled back.. He smiled and shook his head.

"You really shouldn't kiss me like that if you're leaving, it's cruel."

She bid him goodbye, stood up, collected her purse, and sauntered towards the door, as Zach followed her with his gaze.

"Thank you, beautiful."

He called after her. She tossed him one final glance, before exiting the suite and walking out of his life for good. He sighed gently, alone once more. Unlike HER… he wished he had the luxury of complication. He turned on the TV, then reached across the bed for the phone to call for some room service, hungry after all that work. ;)
 
Nicolas listened as Sharon spoke of how she felt about Gustav and himself. He wa stouched that she had kept them both in her heart, after everything that had occurred.

Whatever happens Nicolas...I still care about you too. i'm not sure how I became lucky enough You and your Father, Gustav to come into my life at just the right time. I know it wasn't to "replace" Robert and Kyle...but to help me truly LIVE again.
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As she pulled down her armor and touched his hand, Nicolas grasped her hand tightly, grateful to have a chance to put things right with her. He'd heard what she said about Haleigh and he understood, but he spoke clearly as he answered that.

I know that the appearance was not good when it came to Haleigh, I see that more clearly now. But I will not abandon her, as she has not abandoned me. I will, however, take into account Morgan's feelings of course...I still love her, even if she no longer wants me. I wish I could make her understand that I NEVER wanted to hurt her, but she is too angry right now...

Nicolas' voice trailed off and he sighed heavily, simply deciding to enjoy the time with Sharon, making small talk, asking her about her plans now. He playfully suggested a modeling career with her youthful looks, chuckling and taking time to re-connect with an important person in his life.

After dinner, he bid Sharon goodbye, then stretched out on his sofa, relaxing. He sensed Haleigh outside, but he let her be, deciding to speak to her another time. Falling into old habits, Nicolas reached out, coaxing another old friend to his side, calling for her as he lay there.

Tink? Where are ya, girl? You still have love for me? It's been a long time...
 
Delilah felt a little embarrassed for Mike as Morgan dressed him down about the wolves, but then again Mike wasn’t exactly acting in his right mind either. But Mike was all but forgotten momentarily as there was a commotion at Haleigh’s and ZACH came out. Delilah’s jaw actually dropped in the good-gossippy-ness of it all. And being away from Haleigh had certainly been good to the boy, she thought as she checked out the view as he exited the courtyard ;)

Haleigh’s behavior became even more inexplicable, when you considered that ZACH had done to her what SHE had done to Morgan. Delilah shook her head, and spoke under her breath, almost unconsciously.

“That girl is a mess…”

She shook her head, still in thought as Morgan and Mike finished snapping at each other, then followed Morgan up to Blaze’s apartment. She smiled brightly as Blaze answered the door, hardly looking the worse for wear.

“You should be resting, young lady.” Delilah chided her as she asked them if they wanted anything to eat or drink. “You should let US wait on YOU.”

Morgan started to have a mini-freakout about Mike and her mother repeating the episode between Morgan and Nicolas. Alison calmed her fears, and Delilah chimed in.

“Even if Mike WOULD do that to your mother, which even I don’t think he would – he wouldn’t do that to Nicolas, especially not now when…events…are so fresh in our minds.”

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So relax Morgan, you don't have to go beating down Haleigh's door and having a CATFIGHT with her!
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“Alison, have you MET Morgan? I wouldn’t rule it out just yet.”

Delilah gave Morgan a wink to let her know she was just teasing. She leaned back in the chair she was sitting is and gave a contented sigh.

“You know, it’s really nice just to sit and gossip with the girls again. It won’t be the same without you here Alison.”

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"No worries, I figured you'd have duties to attend to. But feel free to drop in anytime..." Blaze nibbled on her bottom lip, "Well, not ANY time but feel free to use the doorbell."
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Delilah laughed.

“Don’t worry, Blaze, I’m sure Alison doesn’t want to see anything she doesn’t want to see, if you know what I mean.” She grinned over at her old new friend. Then a thought struck her.

“Hey Morgan, now that Blaze has been discharged from the hospital – there’s no harm in healing her other wounds, is there?”
 
the evening wears on

<< and so the evening went on, with many divergent paths on a slow but eventual crash course.>>

<< as Sharon and Nicolas mended their relationship, Zach unknowingly set in motion events that would FURTHER erode his own standing with Haleigh and possibly others in Melrose Place...and all thanks to the machinations of MP's newest resident, the hardly likable Claudia Zacchara.>>

<< Morgan, Delilah, Alison and Blaze continued to find comfort in their sisterly sorrority. Talking, and making as much sense as they could from the growing drama in MP. Delilah's idea for Morgan to heal Blaze's wounds were well received and so, Morgan did just that. But after a while, the time came for Alison to return to Minerva's mansion. Morgan and Delilah both bid Blaze goodnight as well as each other as they returned to their own apartments. the next day would bring many things for both of them to do. >>

<< Both women observed Haleigh in the pool and while Delilah may have acknowledged her, Morgan BARELY did so, and the only OTHER thing she had to say was that Haleigh make sure she put the pool back the way it was when she was done. Haleigh would have the opportunity to visit Blaze now after all. >>

<< Sharon was back in her apartment after her dinner with Nicolas and Clara had returned to the Zacchara's apartment.>>

<< ALMOST everyone was in house with Claudia about to return.>>

<< AND one of the smallest residnets of MP was now venturing out. Tinkerbell, deciding that she'd explore of her new home, would now visit "the Big one's" apartment first, since he was thoughtfull enough to call out to her. maybe he'd have some TREATS for her!>>
 
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her own little visit

<< life was such an adventure! so many places to see. sights, smells, and sounds...everything a mystery.>>

<< here in melrose place there were lots of trees and plants! places to hide and stalk birds. not those big scarey things that mommy's friend has though. and what about those big UGLY things the the Big one's friend has? >>

<< none of them is as smart as this one though! ;) >>

<< she's not just a siamese cat. she's an enchanted familiar, gifted with special abilities as she helps to watch out for her mommy and warn of danger.>>

<<But tonight, there's nothing to do. nothing to chase, no new toys , and mommy hasnt given me treats yet.>>

<< laying on the comfortable couch is nice, but boredom sets in.>>

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Tink? Where are ya, girl? You still have love for me? It's been a long time...
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<< ears back, and head perks up a bit. a familiar voice. a trusted call. Mommy used to spend time with him often. He cared for her, but mommy is mad at him now.>>

<< still, there's no harm in enjoying attention and getting treats from whomever is willing :D >>

<< and so after a stretch and a silent jump from the couch to the floor, creeping along...nose twtiching a bit as shifts in air and scents are taken in, a shadowed corner is found. the perfect place to slip out of sight...and reappear in "The Big One's" apartment!>>

<< its dark in here! lots of shadows , its easy to reappear anywhere. smells different here. He's on the couch. and with a hesitant step or two, and a silent jump from the floor to the couch and a soft chirp...I see him.>>

<< not too quick to come close, better to observe first and see what's going on. and so, perched with perfect poise as only a siamese can have, Tinker sits at the end of the couch and looks at Nicolas curiously.>>
 
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It is familiar, yet different. Tinkerbell answers his call, but her approach is guarded. It has been a long time, but the overall sense is still positive. Nicolas reaches out to her and his hand opens. He has gourmet treats for her and he initiates a familiar game, levitating them out of his hand and close by so she can play with the treat until she decides it is time to devour it. On the floor appears a bowl of whole milk and a saucer of fresh tuna steak thin-sliced.

He "speaks" directly to the feline as she examines the dancing treats.

Hey Tink. How about we hang out a while, then I'll spoil you while we relax? I've missed you since the island...how has the kitty been?
 
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