Justice Deferred
By: Alex. P
For Disclaimers see Chapter 1
Final Dedications:
First of all to my Niki who encouraged inspired and even helped me with this story and believe me it wouldn't exist without her. Thanks again my angel, you do truly compete me, I thank the Goddess every day for having brought us together.
Now last, and certainly not least, to the wonderful and talented person that beta-ed my demented addle brained scribblings, and made them into a readable form, Cheryl Hill. Thanks kiddo you are the greatest!!!
Chapter 26
Morning of the fourth day, since Camilla's release
Early in the morning (well actually it was around 9:00 am) the pair of lovers,
who at this time were just a large lump driven under the covers on the huge
king sized bed by the too-efficient air conditioning, were rudely awakened by
the insistent ringing of the telephone. A long arm snaked out from under the
blankets, the hand attached began slapping the surface of the bedside table,
until it located the sleek room phone in its hidden alcove built into the
nightstand.
Like a tentacle holding its prey, the arm snatched the obnoxious device under
the blankets where the shrill scream was cut off, by the relatively quiet beep,
of the activation button.
"This had better be good," a husky alto voice growled from under the
blankets, "What? Yeah. Yeah. I know, look, I'm real sorry we didn't get to
visit. Alright, ok, HEY look, it's been three years, ok? Yeah you got it,
that's right, for both of us."
The covers slid down as Cam sat up, revealing the two bodies beneath the warm
blankets, their limbs tangled together. One long beautifully proportioned with
black hair, aristocratic features and amazing electric blue eyes, that flashed
in anger, whenever their owner was feeling put upon, like she was now. The
woman was not known for her patience, especially right after she is rudely
awakened, by loud obnoxious noises.
The other entangled figure was a good half a foot shorter, magnificently built,
full firm breasts, narrow waist, and gently curved hips, slightly on the
muscular side, but not as sculpted as her companion. Her shoulder length hair
was the golden color of Summer wheat, and her face was the perfect picture, of
the sweet girl next door. From pixieish button nose to her full, pouting,
sensuous, lips, that were always ready to smile. By far her most arresting
features
were her emerald green eyes, that were, at this moment, looking sleepily up at
the lover she had been sleeping on, until the phone rang. The look in those
eyes was pure adoration and sexual satisfaction. The dark woman looked down at
her amazingly beautiful lover, and smiled, unable to maintain her anger, while
she gazed down at her sleep tousled sleepy-eyed lover, she was just too damn
adorable.
"Huh? Yeah, I'll let you know if we're leaving, hey, TAG, not," Cam
was starting to get angry again, until her gentle green eyes lover began
kissing her abdomen, sending messages of peace and contentment through Cam's
body, not paying a bit of attention to the one sided conversation going on
above her.
"No...no...listen...TAG, I'll make this real simple for you. We can be out
of here in one hour. Have a bill made out to Mountain at the company
headquarters, look it's either that, or you and Creeper lose the whole weekend.
Yes, yes it was, yes very nice, but you can't afford to lose four days. I know that
because I'm a fucking MBA, it's what I was trained to know, you short little
smart-ass bitch. All right, sounds like a good idea, who's cooking? Well it
sure as hell won't be me. I don't do Betty Crocker"
Cheryl couldn't help but laugh at the comment on her lover's legendary lack of
culinary skills. She was the only prisoner in the history of CCC, to be
permanently banned from the kitchens. Cheryl knew that some day she was going
to figure out just how the tall dark biker burned down the kitchen, when all
she was doing was peeling potatoes.
"Ok TAG," Cam said concluding her call, "Sounds like a plan. Yes
call all of them. If we're getting up so are those three big apes. Ok, we'll be
there, but you have to shut up, and let me off the damn phone first. Alright,
see ya' later bye."
The now wide awake blonde pulled herself up and gave her gorgeous dark lover a
long, deep, meaningful good morning kiss.
"Mmmmm, my favorite way to wake up, but we'd better not start
anything," Cam said disappointed, as they reluctantly separated. "If
we don't get up soon, TAG and Creeper are going to try to make us stay another
night. While it sounds good and any other time you couldn't blast me out of
here, but I really want to show you something important. If you still want to
go with me that is."
"I wouldn't be here if I didn't want to be with you Camilla." Cheryl
said a little put off that Cam asked her that again, she began to angrily put
on a short kimono style robe and tossing an identical one to Cam. "I've
waited three long unjust years, for my innocent lover to be released from that
Hellhole of a prison. Where by the way, I finally found my dream warrior, after
being thrown in there unjustly myself. Now I have you, we are both free of any
outside interference, and
I've just spent three of the most incredible days of my life, and never even
left the room. My worry, the only thing holding me back, is that you may have
changed your mind over the last three years. So let me finally ask you. Do you,
Camilla Theresa Brusard, still want to be with me, and have a future with me?
Are we going to build a life together as equal pardners?"
Cam looked at the woman that had captured her mind, body, heart and soul, that
she had dreamed of for the last three long, lonely years, and now was the
moment she had dreaded ever since she had walked into the showers, and found a
scared little girl cowering in the corner. It all came down to this moment, it
had worried Cam for three years, Now that it was here she wasn't sure she even
needed to think about it. She put on her robe, looked around for her leather
jacket.
Cam dug into an inner pocket, until she found the small velvet bag, that Cutter
had brought for her "just in case". Confused, Cheryl stood as if
glued to that spot, studying her tall dark, and highly unpredictable lover's
every move. She watched as Cam approached her slowly and took her trembling
hands. The tall biker led her lover over to the bed, then helped a curious
Cheryl sit on the edge. Cam knelt down on one knee in front of her, now wide
eyed, blonde lover.
Ohmygodohmygodohmygod raced through Cheryl's now positive mind she's
going to do it. No Camilla isn't that romantic, is she, yes she is, there's no
way that she's doing this. I can' believe she knows me this well.
Cam reached into the velvet bag, and carefully pulled out a silver ring, it had
a large 3ct. diamond setting, flanked by a 1ct emerald and a sapphire also 1ct.
Cam had gone through her lawyers, and had a friend of hers custom make the
ring, she had designed herself, for her lover. Depending on how this
conversation went, there was also a large envelope, full of papers for her and
Cheryl to sign, sitting on the desk in Cutter's office, back at the farm. She
took Cheryl's left hand, and gently slipped the ring on her third finger.
"Cheryl Killian will you be my pardner in life and if it is ever possible
my wife." Cam felt the sweat on her upper lip and licked it off quickly,
her hands trembled slightly as her nerves went berserk waiting for Cheryl's
answer.
Cheryl froze for a moment, she had pictured this moment in her mind a thousand
times over the last three years. Now that it was happening in real life, she
couldn't find the words to answer. Her voice completely refused to work. All
she could do was cry and nod her head.
"May I take that as a yes?" Cam asked, feeling that goofy grin on her
face again, then suddenly found herself with an arm full of happy blonde.
"Yesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyes!!" was all Cheryl could say, so Cam
quieted her by covering the nearly hysterical blondes lips with her own.
Epilogue
A little over two hours later the two women stepped out of the bar, into the
bright Summer sunshine. Together they went over to Cam's waiting motorcycle.
Cheryl looked up at her beloved Camilla, smiling as she put on the helmet that
Cutter had given her. Cam had to laugh when she saw it, it was the same purple
as Cam's, but instead of a black trim Cheryl's was trimmed in bright neon pink.
She climbed up on the big motorcycle, as Cam had shown her onto the raised
section of the seat. Cam got into the front lower section, and with her
beatiful blonde lover mounted up behind excited about taking her first ride on
a motorcycle. As she pulled her goggles down over her eyes Cam stopped for a
moment, a small warm fuzzy bubble of happiness took up residence inside her as
she thought of her lover and now life pardner. After all this time and
everything that had happened to them both, Cam had finally found the place in
life she had searched for since she was a teenager, and with that thought in
mind, she sent a silent prayer to the Goddess. Thanking her, and asking that
her and her pardner be allowed to finally lived their lives in peace.
Cutter had made arraignment to have Cheryl's SUV delivered to the farm, where
they were going next. Cam was anxious to show her lover their new country home.
It had also been agreed that they would spend most work weeks in the city at
Cheryl's house, and most the weekends and holidays would be down at the farm,
where it was agreed that Cheryl's foster mothers had a standing invitation. It
was also agreed too, by Cutter as well as Cam, that Cheryl was allowed to
redecorate all the common living spaces, in the big sprawling farm house, only
Cutter's study/office, and his two personal rooms, were exempt from the womans
touch.
They were both realistic enough to know that there would be many problems down
the road they had chosen, and they agreed that there were several unforeseen
obstacles in their future. But they both also knew, if they faced the troubles
together, with the support of Cam's family, that were also now Cheryl's family,
there was nothing they couldn't stand up to.
The big bike rumbled out of the parking lot, and with Cheryl holding tightly to
her lovers waist, her head laying against Cam's broad muscular back, and along
with their family right behind them, the couple roared out of sight, into a new
life, two lost souls that had found their mate, complete at last, two as
one...forever.