LSNY: Returning Home

[_vampiregod_]

Deacon rode the elevator back up into his personal quarters. It had been a full two weeks since he'd even stepped foot in the place. The three days that he had been whole he had spent enacting his revenge. That had been good for him. Hell, he was even over being so furious that he had been blown up. Fuck, he'd been pretty pissed off about that

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[sinful_minx]

These last few days had not been good ones for Pepper. Yea, the clubs were still running, and the money still coming in; but she'd begun feeling a distinct ominous tone in the air. And no word from Deacon, none at all. She was worried, something.. something must have happened. But no one knew, or no one would tell her. And then last night it finally hit the fan. She'd gone to "After Dark" to check on a problem with the computer system they said they'd been having. Problem with the computer systems, my ass. The manager there, some jealous bleach - blonde bitch named Raquel had set her up

[_vampiregod_]

Funny. Pepper wasn't coming right out to greet him. He could hear the shower running, but he knew that wouldn't stop her. She'd run wet and naked into his arms. Yet she wasn't doing that. Maybe she was pissed?

Frost wasn't one to yell, so he just padded through the condo towards the bathroom. Steam poured out as he opened the door and stood in the doorjamb.

"Miss me?"

[sinful_minx]

She choked back her words, and opened the shower door just an inch to see if it was real. If it was really..

"Deacon!!" She slid on the wet floor, crying out and holding her side but she was still up in a flash and in his arms, splashing water everywhere as she held him and cried.

[_vampiregod_]

Deacon blinked and looked down at her, hugging her a little out of reflex. What the fuck? What had happened to her?

"What the fuck?"