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Title: If you're ever gonna see a rainbow (you gotta stand a little rain)  
Chapter 2/2
Author: [info]shirleyann66
Fandom: Jericho
Characters: Heather, Beck
Pairing: Heather/Beck
Genre: Fluffy Plotless Ficlet
Rating: PG-13
Prompt: #24: a rainbow @ [info]story_lottery
Summary:
Spoilers: Nothing specific, but anything in both seasons is fair game.
Word Count: 220
Disclaimer: Jericho and everything associated with it is owned by CBS and whoever else owns it - not me (sadly). I have no claims or affiliations with any of the powers that be for this universe. This is strictly for fun, not profit, and the characters shall be returned relatively safely and mostly unharmed.

A/N1:  Although this seems like it should be taking place immediately after Sharp-Dressed Man - it's not.  It's completely stand-alone.  In fact, this is an ending in search of a story.  :(  If I hadn't written it for the [info]story_lottery challenge, it would have stayed tucked in my notebook until "what came before", er, came to me.  As it is, well... *shrug*.  If anyone wants to play with this particular plot bunny - feel free.   :)

A/N2:  Title comes from the awesome Nitty Gritty Dirt Band song of the same name ("everybody wants love to be easy but it's never been that way").

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They made love in the early dawn, half-asleep and relaxed, and like their first kiss, it was not how either of them had imagined it. Afterward, they slept tangled like puppies until Heather's alarm went off, calling them back to reality and the work of the day. As Beck and Heather left her house that morning, the air smelled of fresh rain and damp dirt. Beck paused for a moment to breath in the scent and to admire the brilliant rainbow arched across the sky.


 

The rainbow was a promise from God, his mother used to tell him, a promise that there would always be a future for humanity. After the Attacks, Beck had lost faith like so many other people. As he gazed at the rainbow, breathing in the scent of the rain and the smell of living things, he believed in the promise of this rainbow, just like he believed in the promise of the rain, of their kisses last night, of their lovemaking this morning.


 

He looked over at Heather. She gave him her bright, hopeful smile, and reached out and grasped his hand. He realized that this morning, at this moment, he truly believed the rainbow was telling the truth. There would be a future, and the woman beside him would be a part of it.


 

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ditte3
Oct. 14th, 2009 08:18 pm (UTC)
It's so poetic and beautiful.Really.Yes rainbow is a promise from God that there is hope.:)Thank you.
shirleyann66
Oct. 16th, 2009 02:33 am (UTC)
Aw, thank you!! :)
rubberbisquit
Oct. 15th, 2009 03:55 am (UTC)
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!! *FLAP FLAP FLAP!!!!*

This is super!

I love your fluff. It's so complete yet never really goes in to a whole lot of unneeded detail. :) I'd love back story on the fire, but this already satisfies me and I love it. Good job hon!!!
shirleyann66
Oct. 16th, 2009 02:37 am (UTC)
Yay!! I've got you squeeing and flapping!!! \o/ LOL!!

I actually wrote these two pieces first, and then wrote Sharp Dressed Man - and I intended Sharp Dressed Man to lead up to these last two chapters...and Beck/Heather *sob* wouldn't *sob* behave!!!

I'm so glad you liked it and that they satisfy just as they are!! :)
nativefloridian
Oct. 15th, 2009 12:16 pm (UTC)
My you're prolific lately. Thanks much!

FYI, I posted a new chapter - the filter at the school I'm interning at lets me visit individual ljs, but not the community page. So I can post chapters, but not announce them.
shirleyann66
Oct. 16th, 2009 02:39 am (UTC)
LOL - you're welcome!! (and I also have about 3-5 letters ready for posting in Oasis too... *looks embarrassed* ).

Oooh, new chapter!! I will be checking that out (probably tomorrow...) *rubs hands with glee and anticipation*

phyllis629
Oct. 15th, 2009 08:15 pm (UTC)
This was so sweet and romantic. I loved it!

“Sit. Take off your boots. You're staying here tonight.” Heather guided him to the chair and urged him into it.

I LOVE take charge Heather!

It wasn't how they had imagined their first kiss. If asked, Heather might have said she had envisioned a moment much like she'd had with Jake – a leave-taking, with no guarantee that he would return safely; a heated, passionate kiss that tasted of promise and gave him an incentive to return safely to her.

Beck might have said he'd imagined a kiss during a heated argument, of stopping her words with his lips, of pressing her up against a wall or onto his desk and plundering her mouth until they both passed out from oxygen deprivation – or until she agreed to finally let him win an argument for once.

Neither imagined it like this – both of them dirty and stinking and almost passed out from exhaustion – or that their first kiss would be gentle and sweet rather than hot and demanding.


Wow! Great imagery on how they both imagined their first kiss. I just need to catch my breath for a moment! I also liked Beck’s realizing the only way that he would ever win an argument with Heather!!

“I think this is a special occasion,” she said softly as she squirted some onto her hands and proceeded to scrub Beck clean. The soap bubbles slid down his body and pooled at his feet, and then hers as he returned the favour and stroked the grime of the night from her body and her hair. The washing was interspersed with gentle kisses and contented sighs, with whispered words of appreciation and regret that they were both too tired to do more than kiss and caress each other or to take more time enjoying the shower and the purely sensuous experience of washing each other.

Again, written very sweetly. Although the imagery is very HOT!!

They made love in the early dawn, half-asleep and relaxed, and like their first kiss, it was not how either of them had imagined it. Afterward, they slept tangled like puppies until Heather's alarm went off, calling them back to reality and the work of the day.

While it’s always great to read about hot and steamy sex (no hints there!), the way this is written actually shows more of the depth of their relationship.

The rainbow was a promise from God, his mother used to tell him, a promise that there would always be a future for humanity. After the Attacks, Beck had lost faith like so many other people. As he gazed at the rainbow, breathing in the scent of the rain and the smell of living things, he believed in the promise of this rainbow, just like he believed in the promise of the rain, of their kisses last night, of their lovemaking this morning.

Oh - Very poetic and spiritual. Nicely done!!
shirleyann66
Oct. 16th, 2009 04:15 am (UTC)
Wow! Great imagery on how they both imagined their first kiss. I just need to catch my breath for a moment! I also liked Beck’s realizing the only way that he would ever win an argument with Heather!!

Thanks - and hee! Beck's no dummy (besides, I would think that's one of those win-win situations we're always talking about. :D ).

Again, written very sweetly. Although the imagery is very HOT!!

Thanks! I'll admit I was somewhat...distracted...writing that paragraph...mmmmmmm...

While it’s always great to read about hot and steamy sex (no hints there!),

It so, so is! (I actually have a really smutty story started in my notebook - but it stalled a wee bit. I may have to dust it off in the next little while and see if I can finish it.)

Thanks for your comments - I'm really glad you liked it! :)
phyllis629
Oct. 19th, 2009 12:08 am (UTC)
Of course - no pressure about finishing your smutty story - but you do have an audience that's ready and eager to read it! As I said...no pressure!

Speaking of pressure, after reading everything that you've been busy posting all week, I got motivated and finished the next chapter of Redemption. I just posted it. I'm sad - only 3 more chapters left in this story line (although I do have some "fun" planned for these characters in the remaining chapters!)
shirleyann66
Oct. 26th, 2009 01:19 am (UTC)
Of course - no pressure about finishing your smutty story - but you do have an audience that's ready and eager to read it! As I said...no pressure!

It IS very smutty, though...I mean, out-of-character smutty. But I find it fun. *evil smirk*

Speaking of pressure, after reading everything that you've been busy posting all week, I got motivated and finished the next chapter of Redemption.

Hee! Sorry!! :D You'll have a bit of a breather now because I didn't write anything for three days; I just started again late yesterday. I'm trying to get the next section plotted out in more detail before I post the next batch, and I'm still working things out. :)

only 3 more chapters left in this story line (although I do have some "fun" planned for these characters in the remaining chapters!)

Oh... :( But I hope you have another Heck story percolating in the back of your mind. *gives best hopeful puppy look*
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