In
my life
There’s
been no one like him anywhere
Anywhere,
where he’s been
If
he asked, I’d be his
In
my life
There
is someone who touches my life
Waiting
near
Waiting
here
-
Les Miserables
Katie smiled at her sleepy-faced cousin as he
made his way through the house and onto the porch early the next morning,
yawning and scratching his head. She
pushed a cup of strong coffee towards him as he sat in the wicker rocker across
from her.
“Late night?” she asked.
“A bit.” He nodded, stretching.
“I thought I heard footsteps from your room…
couldn’t you sleep?” she asked, her eyes perusing the morning paper with only
vague interest.
“I slept rather well actually.” Jason smiled.
“Then what were you doing roaming the hall at
two o’clock… for the second morning in a row, I might add?”
“Going to Boromir’s room.” He confessed in a
whisper.
“What were you doing with Boromir at-“ she
glanced up and saw his expression… comprehension dawned. “Oh… that. You amaze me, Jason. You
travel to a completely different dimension and you still manage to snag
yourself a lover. How do you do it?”
“Charm, my dear cuz… it’s all about charm.”
“I didn’t even think Boromir swung that way…
he always seemed so… traditional.”
Jason shrugged. “It’s a different world, Katie… things aren’t so structured. Granted, he and I weren’t exactly announcing
our attraction… I don’t even think anyone else knows.”
“Why Boromir?
I would think that… well… that Legolas was more to your tastes.” She
asked.
Jason grinned. “Well… Aragorn is sort of taken.
Anyone under the height of four feet is a little weird for me so far,
although Frodo is just ridiculously adorable at times. Legolas… well I might have been able to
capture his attention once… but I think he’s got his sights set elsewhere.”
“Oh really?
Does he have some lady elf awaiting him in Kirkwood?”
“Mirkwood.
And no… but he’s been rather distracted since… well, since we got
here. Someone else seems to have
snagged his attention.”
“Who?” she asked innocently. “The blonde in the pink bikini he nearly
crashed into yesterday?”
Jason resisted the urge to bang his head on
the table. “No… you, Kate.”
“Me?” she all but squeaked. “Why on earth would he be interested in me?”
“Hey… if I swung that way and you
weren’t my cousin… I’d be interested.” Jason spread his hands in a grand
gesture. “You’re damn cute, cuz.”
“Cute maybe… but I’m pretty sure that little
elf maidens are a far better choice for him than me.” She scoffed.
Jason met her denial with a mild shrug. “Whatever you say, cuz… but just so you
don’t panic, I will tell you a secret.”
“What sort of secret?” Kate leaned in
conspiratorially.
“Boromir and I… well… this is not one of my
flings that I have just to piss off the ‘rents. We love each other.”
Jason whispered.
“Jay… are you sure this is a good idea? I mean, what are you going to do when
Gandalf takes everyone back?” she asked, resting one hand over his in concern
and using the other to push back a strand of his dark hair.
“Well… I was going to… go with them.” Jason
suggested uneasily.
“Go with them? Jay, you can’t go with them!
You belong here!” she shook her head.
“No. No, I don’t, Katie. I never belonged
here… and you know it.” Jay contended quietly.
“You… you never really belonged here either… maybe you should come with
us too.”
“Jay… as much fun as a dangerous and
impossible quest may sound… no. I’m not
out to make that large a decision… at least not yet.” She shivered.
“Katie… you know I wouldn’t suggest it for you
if I didn’t think it would be for the best.”
“I know… that’s what scares me.”