CRUSH

by Bast

slash humor

fandom Law & Order

Characters Rodgers/Southerlyn

CRUSH

by Bast

Elizabeth Rodgers wasn't thinking about sex when she awoke. In fact, she wasn't thinking about anything but the pain in her chest. This was followed by the awareness that a million tiny jackhammers were
drilling away at her brain. "Oh, God," she thought, "I'm having a heart attack, or a stroke, or both". She slowly opened her eyes to see...a large white Persian cat laying on her chest. The cat blinked, golden eyes the soul of self posession, then rose, stretched, and jumped off the bed.

Rodgers breathed a little easier. Now if only the hammering would stop. She slowly turned her head to the right. On an ocassional table near the bed was an empty bottle of scotch and two glasses. "Well, that explains the headache. But where the hell am I"?

She looked around the pristine bedroom: white walls, white shag carpet thick enough to sink in ankle deep, white lamp, white dresser. Even the comforter was virgin snow. Virgin snow...virgin snow. Oh, shit! Oh, shit"!

With the greatest feeling of trepidation she could recall in her entire life she turned to look at the other side of the bed. Blonde hair spilled across an eggshell pillowcase. Steady, even breathing marked the rise and fall of the sheet. One graceful hand hung limply from the matress edge.

OH, SHIT!

Rodgers sat up abruptly, pulling a muscle in her back. Ignoring the pain, she leaped from the bed and landed squarely on the tail of the Persian who began to wail piteously. The form under the covers moved.

"Fluffles..what"?

The ADA looked at the ME. The ME looked at the ADA. Fluffles looked at his tail and yowled.

"Elizabeth"

"Serena".

"Ah, good morning". Pause. "Sleep well"?

"I must have. I don't remember a damn thing".

Relief spread across the face of the ADA. "Let me put on some coffee."

END
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