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[cavillanche]

Thanks! That would be the million dollar question. It could go so many ways!

Unsuspecting

A drabble about Napoleon Solo on an undercover job. Rated: T ~500 words

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She was his mark. A long con for the CIA that was nearing fourteen months. The daughter of the leader of a group of traitors who were popping up on the CIA radar more and more. Napoleon was sent in to seduce her. She was a wallflower. Pretty, but shy. Quiet. Desperate for a match her father, who she believed was a respectable businessman, would approve of.

Or so they thought.

Their desperate, auburn-haired wallflower turned out to be confident, self-assured, with no time for the foolishness of the social scene, and in no rush to attach herself to a man she barely knew. Napoleon's usual flirtations were shot down one after the other, until he realized he would need a different approach. Sincerity.

He sent her flowers with a note of apology for coming on too strong, and asked if she would join him for a friendly dinner. She accepted, and the dance began.

Napoleon Solo, a man who lived for the art of seduction, found himself having to woo a woman for the first time in years. Dinner, dancing, drive-in movies, art galleries, and any other date you could think of, they did it. Until finally she asked him to dinner to meet her father.

The connection was made. Access to her father's home for family dinners and get togethers, and three months later he had almost enough to take back to the CIA.

That realization left him cold. Somehow, she'd gotten under his skin, and he wasn't looking forward to the moment it all came crashing down around her. The big lie revealed.

Now he lay there with her in his arms. She was supposed to be coming over for dinner, but as the night progressed, she kissed him in a way she never had before. Desire filled that kiss, and coursed through him, and she left no doubt what her intentions were. He shouldn't have given in. He knew that. But he let himself believe the lie; that she could be a new beginning. Of all the jobs they could have given him, he got her, and he'd enjoyed every minute. She wasn't easy. She made him work for everything, pushed him to be better in every way. He didn't want to let that go.

But it couldn't last. Could it? It would all depend on her. Her reaction to discovering her father was a criminal. Her reaction to being lied to for months. Not the whole time. Not everything was a lie. Not after he got to know her.

He kissed her forehead, and as he slid his hand through her hair he realized he twisted his fate between his fingers. Her reaction. Confession or revelation?

"Sweetheart…" he lifted her face and brushed his thumb over her jaw, then pressed a soft, lingering kiss to her lips. "There's something I have to tell you."

[k-marzolf]

Introduction;

Hi, I’m Katherine. I’m an eighties baby. I’m owned by a cat who always thinks it’s dinner time, and I like to write. Obviously. Unorganized as fuck. Disaster. And chronic never shut upper. I write mostly for Billy, occasionally Bucky.

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[cavillanche]

Thank you so much!

Compassion

Aleksander is drawn to an injured healer. Rated T ~3,000 words

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General Kirigan strode through the camp toward the medical tents. When word reached him of the attack against a group of healers traveling to the front, he was in his carriage in less than two minutes.

"How bad is it?"

"It's bad, sir." The camp healer wiped his brow. "There were six of them traveling when they were hit. One died there with one of the guards. Another died in transit. The others barely survived."

"The surviving guard?"

"Through here."

Kirigan stood over the heartrender guard while the healer woke him from sleep.

"General, sir."

"Don't try to sit up." Kirigan sighed. "Can you tell me what happened?"

The man recounted the ambush. "We would all be dead if it weren't for her."

"Her?"

"One of the healers, sir. Nadia, I believe. She was one of the first injured, and took multiple hits, but she managed to keep healing the rest of us. I don't know how she found the strength."

"Rest." Krigian put a hand on the man's shoulder, then turned to the camp healer. "Take me to this healer he spoke of."

Deeper into the tent, the woman lay unconscious. Gashes crossed her cheeks and forehead. Blood soaked her braided chestnut hair.

"Her kefta stopped damage to the major organs, but she had several injuries to her face and head, and her leg was broken. The bone broke the skin. There are only two healers here at the camp, myself being one. We've had to split our attention to keep them all alive and comfortable. So, none are fully healed yet."

Healing when hurt wasn't easy, but to heal so many others in her condition, Kirigan knew this woman was special.

"Can she be moved?"

"We have nowhere to move her, sir."

"To the Little Palace. Can she be moved?"

The healer fumbled over his thoughts. "It would be risky, but possible."

"Risky how?"

"A jarring ride could open a healing wound."

Kirigan looked around the tent at the couple of people sitting up in their cots. "What about the other healers? Are any of them able to travel? To help keep her comfortable?"

"Yes," he nodded. "One could."

"Good. Prepare this woman to ride back with me in my carriage. Whatever needs to be done."

"Yes, General."

The camp healer walked away to carry out the order, but Krigian stayed for a moment. He put a firm hand to her head.

"What makes you such a fighter?"

He slipped out before anyone saw.

The ride back to the Little Palace was longer than usual. Kirigan ordered the driver to go slow and take the easiest path, but the woman still groaned in her sleep as the carriage rocked.

"What's your name?" Kirigan asked the accompanying healer.

"Liliya, sir."

"And her name?" He nodded to the floor where she lay on the stretcher.

"Nadia Kozlova, sir."

"Is it true? Did she save your life?"

"I don't remember much, sir. It happened so fast. But I do remember when I hit the ground. The attackers seemed to know that the kefta would protect us. They went for our heads and legs. My leg was broken like hers. I looked over, barely able to focus on breathing let alone healing, and she was healing my leg from where she fell. Then she moved to the next person."

"If you are well enough, Liliya, I'd like you to care for her once we are at the Little Palace."

"I'd be honored to help her, General. I owe her a debt."

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Nadia woke up in a strange room. Lush and pleasant, but unfamiliar. That was the part that frightened her. Her eyes darted around the room looking for the door when she spotted a familiar face sleeping in the chair next to her bed.

"Liliya? Liliya!"

Liliya jolted awake and got to her feet.

"Nadia, you're awake. Oh, Saints. You had me so worried."

"Where are we?"

"We're home." Liliya smiled.

"Little Palace? But this isn't my room."

"No, General Kirigan put you in one of the suites."

"The General? Why?"

"Because of what you did. Nadia, you very well may have kept us all alive."

"She very well did." General Kirigan appeared in the doorway. Liliya stood, and Nadia tried to sit up. "Please, stay resting. Liliya has done a good job healing you, but you deserve a rest."

"I was only doing my job, sir."

"Until your last breath. Or it would have been had the extra guards not arrived when they did." He nodded at Liliya. "Leave us."

After Liliya was gone, Kirigan took her seat.

"The other healers just lay there. Dying. You healed them all as you lay broken. Where did you find the strength when others couldn't?"

"Simply a will to live, sir."

"Yet no one was healing you."

"I just… I couldn't let them lie there in pain. Not if I could help."

"Compassion for our people. Not something often seen, even among our own." The General stood. Nadia tried to sit up, but he put a hand on her shoulder and gently pushed her back down. "When you are well again, I would like you to stay on as my healer. Your power is unlike the others. Stronger. I may need that at my side one day."

"General Kirigan…" He put out his hand to stop her as she sat up. "Please," she said, "let me rise to accept. I am well enough."

A smile tugged at the dark General's lips. "Very well."

Nadia got to her feet and stood as straight as she could. The realization that she was in a night dress almost made her flinch, but she faced her General.

"I accept, sir. It would be an honor.

"Good. Now, back to bed."

The grin on his face made her laugh. "Yes, sir."

He held her covers while she climbed back in, then pulled them over her.

"I will return your healer to you. When she says you are ready, your service will begin."

"Yes, General."

—-

Nadia followed two paces behind General Kirigan, to the left of his heartrender, Ivan. Kirigan had barely spoken to her since she took the position as his healer, yet she was with him most hours of the day.

This day led to a meeting with the leaders at the front. More planning. More strategizing. Nadia sat in the corner of the room, bored almost to tears. The only thing that kept her from falling asleep was watching him. Kirigan fascinated her. He was intelligent. He was powerful, and feared by many, but he had a calmness to him. Some found it more terrifying than if he had an ill temper, but not Nadia. Something in his calmness spoke of a life of experiences she couldn't imagine.

She'd seen him angry once, and that most definitely scared her, because the calmness remained, barely cracked, as he seethed out an order through gritted teeth. The shadows that followed him surged before he took a deep breath and pushed them back.

She saw that anger bubbling now as the meeting came to a close. She'd paid no attention to the discussion, so she had no idea what made him angry, but she could see it beneath the surface.

He held up a hand as Nadia and Ivan followed him from the room.

"Leave me."

They stopped as he continued down the hall.

"Do we wait here?" Nadia asked Ivan.

"No. He'll call for us if he needs us."

"He looks upset. Should we make sure he's all right?"

Ivan scoffed. "Sure. If you have a death wish."

He walked away, but Nadia followed the General as he turned the corner at the end of the corridor. He was headed toward his chambers.

She almost froze as the slamming door echoed down the hall. Maybe she did have a death wish. She hesitated before knocking.

"Go away!"

"Sir," she raised her voice to be heard through door, "I'm sorry, sir, I just—"

The door flew open. "What do you want?"

"You seemed upset. I wanted to check on you. Is there anything I can do?"

Kirigan narrowed his eyes, and Nadia braced herself for a berating. Instead, his eyes softened and his shoulders fell.

"Come in." He closed the door and removed his kefta. "What can a healer do to soothe anger and frustration?"

He stood at his desk, shifting papers around.

"I can't help as a healer, but as a person… I'm a good listener."

"You were in the room for the meeting. If you're such a good listener then you should already know what's bothering me."

"I must admit, I tend to lose focus in those meetings. I'm not military minded. I get a bit…"

"Bored?"

He grinned and Nadia relaxed a bit.

"Yes, sir."

"So, your compassion goes beyond healing the fatally injured."

"I hope so, sir. Otherwise, what good is it?"

He stopped and stared at her so long that she had to look away. She fidgeted, thumbing the ring on her index finger.

"You shouldn't play with your amplifier."

"How did you know?"

"I noticed it while you were still recovering. Your power is much stronger than other healers. An amplifier would make sense. And still…" he walked around his desk and stood in front of her, "even without the amplifier, your powers have always stood out, haven't they?"

"Yes, sir."

"I sensed it from the moment I saw you. So much power, yet you still care so much for others. You are truly special, Nadia."

Her face flushed, and she looked down.

"Perhaps sharing my concerns with you would help ease my anger."

Kirigan paced while he recounted the meeting. Despite her lack of military interest, Nadia listened intently. Her focus never wavered, even as the shadows grew. Nadia stood quietly until the room was almost devoid of light. Then she risked touching his hand.

"Sir…"

"What?"

"Your darkness is consuming us."

"Surrounding, not consuming." But even as he spoke, the shadows withdrew. "Were you afraid?"

"No, sir. But I've noticed that your shadows expand when you're upset. Only, these weren't receding."

"Not afraid. Worried about how I felt."

"Yes, sir."

Krigian brushed a finger over Nadia's cheek.

"You are special," he whispered.

"Does no one else show concern for you, sir?"

"Only when they believe my troubles will affect the outcome of a battle."

"I'm sorry, sir."

"Call me Aleksander."

"What?"

"When we're alone, call me Aleksander."

"Sir, I don't think—"

"Please." He splayed his hand across her cheek, his thumb brushing the corner of her mouth.

Words failed her, so she nodded.

"Thank you for your compassion, Miss Kozlova."

"Nadia."

Aleksander smiled. "Nadia."

She stilled as he leaned toward her. His hand slipped from her cheek, down her neck, and pulled her closer until a knock on the door made her jump back.

"What?" Aleksander yelled.

"I have an urgent update, sir." Ivan replied through the door.

Aleksander sighed and kissed Nadia's hand. "Thank you for checking on me."

"Of course."

—

Nadia followed behind Aleksander and Ivan. More bad news from the front had the General changing tactics. Ivan listened to the orders as they entered Aleksander's chambers.

"Dismissed."

Ivan nodded and Nadia turned to follow him out.

"Not you, Miss Kozlova. You stay."

Ivan sent a raised eyebrow her way, but left and shut the door.

"Is there something you need, sir?"

"Yes." He pulled the collar of his shirt aside to reveal a large burn where his neck met his shoulder. "I got a bit too close to a new inferni while he was practicing."

"You weren't wearing your kefta."

"No."

He hissed as he pulled his shirt over his head. The burn went down his arm, to his elbow.

"Were there no other healers around?"

"I wanted you."

She looked up into his eyes. "Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"No time. This is the first private moment I've had all day."

Nadia crossed her hands, then moved them down the burn, hovering over Aleksander's skin. He sighed with relief, then took her hand.

"Thank you."

"It's my job."

Aleksander slid his hand behind her neck and pulled her forward. He paused, his lips hovering over hers.

"This is not part of your job. May I?"

"Yes."

He smiled and softly pressed his lips to hers. Nadia brushed her fingers over his jaw, then slipped her hand into his hair, deepening the kiss. Aleksander wrapped his arms around her waist as she slid her hands down his bare chest.

He broke their kiss for just a moment and rested his forehead against hers, then he scooped her up into his arms and carried her to his bedchamber. It wasn't until he lay her down that she realized the extent of his intentions.

"Aleksander, wait."

He froze, but didn't pull away.

"What's wrong?"

"This is just… it's too fast." She panted the words. "I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize." He took her hand and pulled her to her feet. "I'm a patient man."

His wide smile made her blush, and she bit her lip. Aleksander tugged at it with his thumb, pulling it from between her teeth, and kissed her again.

"I should go," she said.

"Please stay. I did need your healing powers, but I also want your company. I promise to behave myself."

He led her back into the other room and pulled his shirt back on.

"And what will we do?"

"Talk. Kiss?"

Nadia laughed. "Both appealing choices."

Aleksander leaned against his desk and smiled. He was more relaxed than she'd ever seen him as he reached out his hand. She hesitated, but took it, and he pulled her into his arms.

"Did Ivan know about your burns?"

"Yes."

"And did he try to murder the poor bastard who did it?"

Aleksander laughed. "He probably thought about it."

Nadia rubbed down his arm where his burns were.

"Why didn't you call for me right away?"

"I can't be seen as weak."

"Those were serious burns."

"I've had worse injuries. I knew you would heal me eventually. I could endure the pain for a while."

"You endure so much already. Let me help where I can."

His eyes widened for just a moment. "What do you think I endure?"

"Think? No. It's obvious that you endure the responsibilities of leading an army. You endure the burdens of the Grisha, our suffering and survival. No one can endure all things alone, Aleksander. Not even a man as powerful as you."

He caressed her face with both hands.

"You see me so well, do you?"

"Tell me I'm wrong and I'll never mention it again."

"I do bear the burdens of our people… in many ways. Everything I do, including leading the army, is for them."

"I know." She smiled. "I see your compassion. And yet, you think mine is special."

Aleksander kissed her so hard that she whimpered. His hands slipped back to her waist, and pulled her closer.

Nadia turned away to breathe, but he continued down her neck.

"I'll have to check your definition of 'behaving.'"

Aleksander laughed. "I'm sorry. I can't seem to help myself when I'm alone with you."

"Then, perhaps I really should go."

"I have some free time tomorrow. Will you go riding with me?"

"Just us?"

"Just us."

"That sounds lovely."

—

Nadia stood at his door. Their first night back at Little Palace. She'd tossed and turned all night, trying to sleep after the horror she witnessed on the battlefield that week. Sleep only brought nightmares.

She knew if she knocked on his door she might no longer be able to resist him. The past few months had been spent stealing kisses and talking long into the night. Was she ready to admit her feelings? Did he truly see her as more than a conquest?

With a deep breath, she knocked. She waited for him to call out, but there was no response. She was ready to knock again when he opened the door.

"Nadia… is everything all right?"

"I couldn't sleep. I thought you might be awake."

"Come in."

The room was shrouded in shadow, and Nadia pulled her robe tighter around her.

"Aleksander, you're upset."

He glanced around the room, but the shadows remained.

"We lost so many people this week."

"I know." She took his hand and caressed his face.

"It's been a while since I've had a good night's sleep. It makes it harder to fend off the darkness sometimes."

"Then try to sleep. I'll leave you to rest."

"Stay."

"Aleksander, I can't—"

"No. I only want your presence. Just lie with me." He pressed her hand against his face. "Please."

The darkness seemed to surge around them.

"I'll stay."

He pressed a soft kiss to her lips then led her to his bed. Robes removed, they slipped beneath the covers, and Aleksander pulled Nadia into his arms.

"If we blow out the bedside candle we won't be able to see each other in this darkness," she said.

Aleksander pressed his lips to her forehead and closed his eyes. The shadows retreated, and the moonlight seemed even brighter than usual. He blew out the candle.

"I always want you to see me, Nadia. You're the only one who does."

She caught a glimpse of tears in his eyes.

"Surely someone has seen the real you before."

"Once. Many years ago. She was a healer, too."

"What happened?"

"She was murdered in front of me."

"I'm so sorry."

"I loved her."

Nadia rested a hand on his chest. "And have you loved since?"

He stared at her so long that she thought she'd offended him.

"Not until now," he whispered.

"Aleksander… I…"

Nadia brushed her fingers over his jaw. She never thought this man could ever love her.

"Make love to me, Aleksander."

He closed his eyes and swallowed hard. He took the hand at his chest and laced their fingers together.

"Not tonight," he whispered. "I don't want our first time to be out of a shared misery."

Nadia smiled. "I can wait."

"You won't have to wait long." He grinned. "Tonight, I just want you in my arms."

"That's where I'll be."

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Thank you!

Last Night

A Geralt drabble - OFC wakes up after a night of heavy drinking and finds she's not alone. Rated T ~500 words

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The room was spinning before her eyes opened. She gripped the sheets, begging the world to stand still as she groaned.

"I don't think it works that way."

The deep male voice made her bolt up straight. She clasped a hand over her mouth as nausea washed over her. The white-haired man jumped to his feet, and shoved the chamber pot in her hands just in time.

"Haven't seen anyone that shade of green in a long time."

He lay a wet cloth across her neck while she leaned over. The balmy dampness helped to ease the tension that vomiting always gave her.

"Who are you?"

"Geralt."

She stared at him and wiped a large clump of hair from her forehead. He was large. It would have made her wary if he weren't keeping his distance.

"You were in the tavern. I remember you." She slowly looked around the room. "Where are we?"

"My room at the inn next door."

"Your room? Did we—"

"No."

She groaned and put her head in her hands. "What happened?"

"You don't remember?"

"I remember… those men."

"Four of them."

"Yes. Loud, overbearing—"

"Asses."

She laughed and immediately regretted it.

"Sailors," she said. "The downside of being so close to port. I challenged them to drink."

"You did." The corner of his lip turned up. It could barely be called a smile.

"I remember the first one passing out. After that…."

"You outdrank three of them. The fourth held on long enough to have one more than you."

"Ah, damn."

"The tavern declared you the victor. They'd never seen a woman drink like that before."

She smiled. "How did I get here?"

"I didn't like the way some of the men were looking at you after. No one knew who you were or where you're staying, so I brought you back here to sleep it off."

"And where did you sleep?"

He jutted his chin toward the empty space next to her. "It is my bed."

She ran her eyes over him, and her hands over herself. Her clothes were still on properly, and he still wore the clothes from the day before, wrinkled and clearly slept in.

Geralt drew the curtain on the small window aside, and the light split through her head like an ax.

"No. Please close that."

"Sorry. Just checking the sky. I have to head out. Do you have a room?"

"I hadn't gotten one yet."

Geralt shook his head. "Always settle your room before drinking." He dressed himself with his sword and other accessories. "I'll pay for one more night on the way out. You can stay here."

"You don't have to do that."

"I know I don't." He stopped after opening the door. "You'll want to drink a lot of water. It helps."

He closed the door and was gone. She sat staring at the worn wood, left with a pounding head, and a churning stomach.

At least she didn't have to worry about finding a room.

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