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Dion � Dream Lovers

Dion woke in the darkness, hearing a soft snore
beside her. She froze, leaning on her empathy, then relaxing when the feeling
of loving contentment told her the man beside her was Jimmy. She ran her hand over
him softly, finding his strong young form to be a welcome change to the bulky
mass of her former master. Fisk was strong, but physically, he repulsed her.
That wasn�t so with Jimmy.
She turned on a dim light he�d
given her so she could make her way around his quarters in the night. One hand
still rested on his bare chest, and in his sleep he brought his warm hand to
cover hers. She smiled, wishing that he�d made love to her. She yearned for the
feel of his body completing her. Her other experiences� her mind flinched away
from the memories of Fisk and his sadistic buddies, and those were only the
most recent of her abusers.
Awake now, she pulled away, and his
hand shifted, holding her to him. Jimmy�s green eyes blinked open blurrily,
searching for her. �It�s alright,� she said quietly, �I need to use the
bathroom.� His slight frown eased, and his eyes slipped closed. He let her go and murmured something softly
before turning over to find a more comfortable position.
As she used the facilities, she
thought about what he�d told her last night; that while he wasn�t ashamed of
his heritage of bastardy, he wanted to do right by her and wait until they were
married. Very well then, Jimmy Szardos, she thought, then we will be
married SOON. On her way back to the bed she saw the easel, and lifted the
cover to see what was there. It was a landscape-oriented canvas that centered
on an extreme close-up of her violet eyes.
It was a bit disconcerting. Recently she�d only seen her face in
reflection, and never at such scale. The row of journals drew her in and she
looked through them as well. It was another advantage that he�d had. She never
dared to put anything down, and had to rely on her memory for the things they
shared in dreams.
She looked at him sleeping and quietly wept.
Surrounded by the evidence of the depths of his need for her, she knew that
he�d kept himself chaste, never doubting that he would find her, someday. While
she was� the veteran, or the victim, depending on your point of view, of years
of meaningless and often brutal sex. There was nothing mysterious about
intimacy to her, and she longed to recapture the wonder of it with his
innocence. Was that selfish of her? She didn�t know.
And this place frightened her.
Despite her bravado when they arrived, survival was only possible here on this
cold and airless rock by means and materials that threatened her health and
that she feared would tax her ability to regenerate. Artificial fabrics,
petroleum based substances, and cheap base metals caused her flesh to blister
and smoke. Even trace amounts of petroleum fumes or pollutants in the air
caused her severe allergic reactions. She needed to be around natural things
for her health�s sake, and where could she find them in this place?
�I�m here, Schatz,� Jimmy
said; unexpectedly close to her, as he pulled her into his arms. She trembled
against his bare chest, holding on tightly. �What�s wrong?�
�I�m afraid,� she said. �Of this
place. Afraid I can�t love you as you love me.�
�What, because of them?� he
asked. She nodded, unable to look him in the eyes. He harrumphed to himself,
and then carried her to the bed. �Put on your cloak,� he said, while he pulled
the thick downy comforter off the mattress. Puzzled, she did as he asked. He
pulled the comforter around them both, then Vanished them to someplace
completely different. She started as she scented flowers and growing things
around them. �This is the Garden,� he said. Gesturing up, he said, �Those
shutters are open during the Asteroid�s �Day�. We are so high up in orbit we
get sunshine most of the time, which plays havoc with the internal clocks of
human and plant alike. It�s rather seldom that we fall into either the Earth or
Moon�s shadow and see the stars here.
He hit some controls, and soft
footlights came on throughout the Garden, illuminating various pathways. The
brass-framed glass gazebo sparkled distantly in the center of the great
chamber. �Ororo� that�s the black woman with the white hair, comes to this
place. She�s a weather witch who needs to be around natural things� sound
familiar?� He smiled at her. �Maybe things won�t burn her, but you�ll find your
needs can be met here. The magics of my mother and I are also sensitive to
technology, so don�t think that you�re all alone. As we find things that need
to be changed for you, we�ll deal with them. All right?�
While he spoke, she drew in eager
breaths, enjoying the perfumed air. When he finished she turned to him, �I
don�t know if I deserve such efforts. The things I�ve done��
�Mean nothing!� he snapped. �Kitty,
the girl whose face you healed� she�s my sister-in-law. Shield turned her into
an assassin, but she realized that it wasn�t her fault, it was theirs.�
�An assassin?� Dion said. �I sensed
a tiger lurking inside her. And me they made into a who�� he put his hand
firmly over her mouth, his eyebrows drawn down in a thunderous frown.
�Never speak of yourself that way,
my treasure,� he commanded. She looked into his emerald eyes, frightened of the
anger in them until her heart told her that his anger wasn�t directed at her.
He stepped closer, almost flush against her, and looked down, the heat in his
gaze changing to another kind of fire entirely. �I see a change of plans is in
order,� he whispered. �You need to see� need to feel�� his words trailed off as
he took his hand away from her mouth and replaced with a fierce kiss that she
instantly responded to. His arms snaked around her, holding her tight, and she
felt as is she were dissolving against him. Suddenly he broke free of the
embrace, and she reeled for a second in the loss of him, until he laid her down
on the spread comforter, and blessedly followed her down to it�s softness.
He unfastened her cloak and flung
it to the side, and explored her with his hands and mouth, taking in the relatively
tame nightgown she wore as if it had come from an exotic boutique. He was
everything she�d been hoping for, but she felt compelled to offer a token
objection. �You� wanted to wait�� she gasped between his kisses.
�I was wrong,� he said. �You need
this. We need this.� Her sense of honor satisfied, she relaxed into his
efforts, sensing where his enthusiasm and passion began to falter from his
inexperience, and showing him where and how to touch to best please the both of
them. She shed the dowdy nightgown as he peeled off his sleep pants, touching
him until he trembled with eagerness. �Stop� bitte, I want to be in
you��
She put her finger on his sweet
lips, �You�re too keyed up, too new at this. Let me take the edge off, and
you�ll have better control.� He nodded jerkily, and hissed when she took him
into her mouth. All too quickly he yielded to her skills, and she swallowed
what he offered. She held him as he panted in the aftermath, soothing him and
reassuring him that weren�t done by any means. They caressed each other, and
soon he was eager for her again. Again she taught him how and where to touch,
and found he was a fast learner. Before long he had her moaning and aching for
him. �Jimmy, please��
He rose over her, looking down as
he placed himself at her entrance. He bit his lip and pushed in slowly, his
eyes rolling at the exquisite sensations. Her heart fell so full� his love and
passion was radiating so plainly from him. They found a rhythm together and
held onto it until both their universes exploded into the purest light�

A polite cough awakened her. She
looked up into the amused blue eyes of the Windrider. She and Jimmy were still
cradled in the nest of the comforter, on the grass of the Garden, covered by
her cloak in lieu of sheets. The distant skylights were open, exposing the
chamber to the sun, and glinting off their onlooker�s silvery hair. �Perhaps
you two should return to your quarters,� Ororo said, �before the children
arrive for their morning gardening.� Jimmy started awake when she spoke, and
colored fetchingly, clearing his throat in embarrassment.
He stretched an arm out for his
night pants, but her gown was simply out of reach. A helpful little breeze made
it flutter closer, and he grabbed it with a thankful nod. Ororo turned around deliberately,
and he pushed the clothing into her arms, then urged her to stand while he
tried to keep them within the folds of the comforter. Laughing, and leaning on
each other giddily, he Vanished them back to his quarters. �Verdammt� I
can�t believe we� Oh, we�re never to going to live this down�� he said
distractedly, still laughing. Having shared paradise with him, she dropped her
coverings and captured his lips for a kiss. He stopped and looked into her
eyes, then leaned his forehead against hers after the manner of friendly cats.
�Are you feeling better?�
She touched him, hands splayed over
his chest, and let her healing power and empathy reach inside of him and show
him much better she was. The idea of the Asteroid still made her apprehensive,
but with this man beside her, she felt she could face anything. With a touch of
regret, she ensured there would be no offspring from last night, until they�d
talked about it at least. As much as she desperately wanted his children, and
lots of them, now probably wasn�t the best time. �I suppose we have to get
married now,� she said mischievously, �though after last night, any ceremony
would be redundant.�
�Not to my family, it won�t,� he
said, squeezing her bottom. She gave him her laughter as she went to shower,
only to find him crowding in with her, and ensuring that they had even more
need to clean up.

At the next meal, the Windrider and
her mate both smirked at them. She shrugged and went on eating as the teen
contingent joined them at their table, subjecting them to even more speculative
looks. Mack finally spoke up, �So� is it true you guys �christened� the Garden
last night?� Kurt spat out the drink he�d just taken and goggled at the dusky
teen while Kitty and Becky giggled.
�Where did you hear that?" Kurt
hissed.
Mack tapped his ear. �Mom caught
them in flagrante this morning, all dishabille in the grass, and
she told Dad. I heard.�
Jimmy was flushing furiously, trying to pay
attention to his luncheon. She sighed. �Yes, it�s true.� He shot her a dark
look, and she shrugged again. �I am not going to deny the best night of my
life, dearest. Get used to it.�
He sighed and covered one of her
hands. �But you don�t have to encourage salacious gossip, my love.�
She laughed, tossing her long black
braid. �It�s not gossip if it�s true. And it is salacious. Just the sort
of thing that teenagers like to gossip about.�
Kitty gave her a searching look.
�You�re a teenager, too, Dion.�
Her smiled faltered a little. �Only
in years, Little Tiger, and for much the same reason as you and Kurt.�
Kitty came around the table and
hugged her. �I haven�t thanked you enough for this�� she touched her face, �and
for giving us hope that someday�� her hand dropped to her middle as she looked
at Kurt. Dion almost couldn�t catch her breath, for the fire in Kurt�s eyes was
more than matched by the love and passion she felt flow between them through
their locked gazes.
Tears flowed down Dion�s face as
she touched them both, evaluating, comparing, the genetics of one to the other.
She hugged Kitty back, and whispered in her ear, �Your children will be healthy
and with a strong chance of mutant gifts.�
Kitty leaned back and looked her in
the eyes. �Gifts?� she said with a bitterness that Dion could understand.
�Gifts,� she repeated firmly. �The
fact that men fear them doesn�t make them any less God-given.� She turned to
Kurt, �Come here, brother.� His scarring was different from the tattoos, but
she was able to smooth them away, for the most part. When she lowered her
trembling hand, the golden glow flickering out, Kitty caressed her husband�s
face tenderly. �I�ll finish later, but for now we both need to stock up our
energy.� She dug into her food again, and watched as Kurt did the same. �When I
can, I make used of the energies of the recipient as well as my own.�
�What if they�re too weak for
that?� Mack asked her.
�Then I bear the energy burden for
both of us,� she said. �It can be heavy.�
Mack looked thoughtful as he kept
eating, suddenly serious. Becky looked over at him. �Thinking about Ilyana, Mack?�
�When doesn�t he?� Warren said.
�Ow.� The redhead rubbed his arm from where Mack had casually punched him.
Mack, as if nothing had happened,
nodded. �I don�t know if Dion can help what Jimmy and his mom said was
essentially a magical malady, but maybe she can slow down the effects.�
Jimmy looked up, putting aside his
embarrassment. �It�s possible. We�ve sensed the bulk of the malice is targeted
at her mind and magic, but there�s a gradual physical weakening that�s also in
play.�
�Of course,� Dion said. �I�m
willing to help anyone who needs it.�
Jon Magnusson�s voice came from
behind her, �That�s good to hear, Dion. Can you and Jimmy come to my office
today? We need to have a talk.�
She nodded, and Jimmy flushed red
again. �Oh� I� I mean, we�� he babbled then lowered his head. �Yes sir,� he
said in a small voice. Most of the teens couldn�t help but to snicker. She
could feel it as Jon took a firm hold of the amusement that tried to rise up in
him, as well.
�Relax, son,� Jon said. �You two
aren�t in any trouble, we�re just looking for some background information, if
that�s alright with you, Dion,� the older man�s green eyes, so like his son�s
looked at her.
She lowered her head, �If you need
to hear it, sir, but I�d just as soon not think about my past.�
�It�s probably not that easy, girl,
to ignore your past,� Jon said. �Our histories have a way of catching up with
us��
With a quirk of his lips he put his
hand on Jimmy�s shoulder, who shrugged it off and started to stand. �If she
doesn�t want to talk about it�� Jimmy said.
She pulled his sleeve so he�d sit back down beside
her. �It�s okay, Jimmy. He�s probably right anyway.� Jon nodded to her and to
the table in general, and went back to the head table with the Raiders.

By the time they arrived at
Magnusson�s office, Jimmy was keyed up, but Dion was resigned to the revelation
of her history, ugly as it was. After helping her to be seated, Jimmy dropped
angrily into a chair next to hers. �I don�t think you should make her do this.�
�He isn�t,� Dion said. �And your
parents have every right to know about me.�
Jon turned on a recorder, and
leaned back, taking Jimaine�s hands with his where she sat beside him.
�Whenever you�re ready.�
She sighed, and started at the
beginning. �My mom�s name was Helen Stevens, a white trash bar waitress from a
little town in Connecticut. I came about from a one-night stand, and with the
laws against abortion and the crackdowns on illegal providers she didn�t dare
try to get rid of me. I certainly made her life harder. Shield men are usually
restrained from harassing women to avoid angering the local communities, but I
was the proof she was a �slut�. They would use her as if she was a prostitute,
and if they felt like it they�d leave money, or booze, or maybe a toy for me.
No one would marry here with me around, or so she thought. When I was seven,
one of her more frequent Shield �visitors� married her� but only to get access
to me.�
She ignored the gasps, and
continued, some of the veneer of culture fading from her increasingly New
England accent. �Even though he�d been one of the ones using her, she agreed to
marry him, thinking she could finally improve her lifestyle. Even Shield
doesn�t condone child-rape, but they usually don�t look too hard at what
happens within �family units�. Mom ignored me when I said I didn�t like to
�wrestle� with her husband. My teachers knew he was Shield, and told me if I
kept complaining they�d have to tell him about it. No one would help me, and
after a year of him molesting me, I ran away.�
She drew in a long breath. �I
hacked off my hair with a knife and lived on the streets as a boy. It was tough
to get by, but there are a lot of people living on the streets in New England.
When I got to New York when I was nine, I joined a gang. We did okay taking
care of each other, until puberty threatened. Even as a �boy�, I was pretty,
and one of the older kids wanted me. As bad as boys had it on the streets, the
girls had it so much worse. I couldn�t let him find out who I really was, so I
ran away again.� She stared the wall, and made herself keep talking, her manner
of speaking becoming harsher.
�When my menses started, and my
curves began to grow, my life got harder. I was bigger, and tried to get by on
my own, but I eventually got found out. The boys who knew about me wouldn�t
turn me in if I�d agree to service them. It wasn�t like I was a virgin, so I
did what I had to. The night I got caught� was bad. One of my regulars had
taken an awful drug, and he was so rough with me I couldn�t bring him down.�
Dion winced, and rubbed her arm. �He said all I was good for was cock, and he
said he was going to make sure everyone knew it. He took a knife� and started
to carve� a phallus on my arm. He�d finished with the balls and was beginning
the shaft, when I started screaming. A Shield patrol found us and took us both
in.�
She pushed up her sleeve and showed
what looked like a lemniscate on her upper arm. �I modified the scar to
something I could accept, but I was in so much shock that I told them my real
name. They realized I hadn�t been tested for several years, and a blood test
showed I had the active gene, so I was sent to a camp. My mom, it appeared,
died of an �accident� around the time I left home. My stepfather disowned me; I
was too old for him anyway.�
�Why did you�� Jimmy�s voice
choked, tears pouring down his face, �Why did you keep that horrible scar?�
�I couldn�t heal it, love. It was
bad enough that they knew I quickly recovered from things like bruises, but for
them to know I could heal deep cuts? They�re very serious about the
sterilizations. If they didn�t think they could keep me sterile, their only
other option was a hysterectomy, or even death. A little scar was the least of
my worries� But I did change the meaning from what he intended, which was
servitude to men, into something meaning infinity. The lemniscate gave me some
hope, that my possibilities were limitless. For me, it meant the hope that
someday you would come to free me.�
He gathered her into his arms and
hugged her fiercely to him, his sympathy and anger crashing through her. Gradually
she helped him calm, releasing natural chemicals in his system. �It�s okay,
Jimmy, I�ve been living with this all my life.�
�It�s not alright,� he growled.
She sighed, �Perhaps not, but
getting angry won�t help.� She straightened his chestnut hair, and snuggled
down from his lap to sit beside him again. �After I healed from the procedure I
was put up for auction. I was so beautiful; they didn�t care what my power was.
If I were dangerous, they�d just give me a pretty inhibition collar. Mayor Fisk
bought my contract and decided I was to be his hostess and bed warmer, as I�ve
been for the last couple of years. I�m sixteen now. He had me tutored so I
wouldn�t seem ignorant at his parties, and I never let on how much I already
knew from teaching myself. I have no idea how many gaps there might be in my
education, but I like to learn, and would be eager to fill them in.�
She looked up at Jon who was wiping
his eyes, while Jimaine beside him still cried quietly. �Is that all?� Jon
said. She nodded.
Jimmy traced the scar on her arm
with a finger. �Are you keeping it?�
�I was planning on it,� she said.
�The future is still before us, love.�
He nodded. �How soon can we get
married, Poppa?�
Jon chucked a little. �As soon as
possible, I�d say. A few days at most.� Jimaine nodded her agreement and came
around the big desk to embrace them.
�You are still welcome here, Dion,�
she said. �Never forget that.�
�Even after all of that?� Dion
said, knowing that her insecurities were showing.
�It doesn�t matter what was done
to you, child.� The gypsy woman said. �It only matters who you are, and how
happy you are together.�
Dion hugged her back, crying freely
herself at such acceptance. Truly and finally, she was home.

* * *

Kitty gladly donated the dress she
wore to her dedication ceremony, and helped to alter it for Dion�s riper
curves. Jimmy still had a formal suit for the same occasion; with the addition
of the embroidered Romany vest that Kurt wore that night.
�Just promise tonight won�t end the
same way, brother,� Jimmy said to Kurt as they stood waiting for the bride to
be in the Garden.
�Keep a civil tongue in your head,
or I can�t guarantee it,� Kurt said.
Jimmy raised a hand in promise.
�Agreed. She made me promise, or I�ll have a cold honeymoon,� he joked. He was
looking at his brother�s face when the music started, and watched Kurt�s eyes
widen in awe and amazement. Slowly he turned to see her on Logan�s arm as they
made their way up to him. Her long dark locks were mostly loose, contrasting
with the brightness of the gown, and trailed in soft dark waves to the back of
her legs. His mouth was dry as a desert as Logan passed her hand to his, the
older man unsuccessfully hiding a smirk at the shell shocked look on groom�s
face.

He looks so handsome, Dion
thought, as her hand was placed in Jimmy�s. He was shaking with the emotion of
the moment, and she felt her own smile was near to splitting her face in two.
With tremendous effort, she and her soul-mate pulled their attention from each
other to Jon, who was reciting the old words to them, from the pages of a
little white book that came to mean so much to Kurt and Kitty.
In addition to the responses that
the little book called for, they had their own vows to make. Jimmy turned to
her. �I have known you all my life, it seems, and yet I don�t know you at all.
What I do know tells me I will spend the rest of my life learning how to please
you, and give you the happiness that you have always deserved and never had.
You are my Angel, my Princess, and my Goddess, and if none of the other men you
have known in your life have seen this, then I curse them for fools, for you
are all of that and infinitely more. I give to you my hand, my heart, my life
and my very soul. All of them were yours from the moment you said you�d come
away with me. I don�t know what I have done to deserve you, oh most precious of
gifts, but I am, and always will be, humbly grateful.�
There were tears on her cheeks as
she struggled to keep from choking up. �Jimmy, quite literally you are the man
of my dreams. In you I found safe harbor and refuge from the nightmare that was
my life. Every night I found solace in your compassion, without ever a word or
touch exchanged because you were always there, and you cared.� She smiled tremulously,
�You know, I think I developed empathy so I could feel even closer to you. Your
efforts to brighten my nights and maybe bring me a smile meant more to me than
I will ever be able to express. You helped me see the possibilities outside my
situations, and it made all the difference. You are my Knight in darkling
armor, and all that I am or have is yours.�
They turned back to Jon. �I
pronounce you husband and wife. James Charles Szardos, you may kiss your
bride.�
Her husband, now that was a fine
thought, enwrapped her in his arms and kissed her deeply and lingeringly.
There were catcalls and hooting from the audience by the time the kissed ended
and he helped her find her balance, with Kurt poking him the side with his
tail, muttering, �Get a room.�
�Soon as we can, brother. Soon as
we can,� Jimmy muttered back.
The final processional music
sounded, and they walked arm and arm back through the throng of family, friends
and well-wishers. Her head was still spinning from the kiss, and the moment,
and all of the pulsing emotions surrounding them. She found herself facing away
from a half circle of girls and women throwing her bouquet. She turned around
at the gasp to see Raven holding it, cheeks purpling as Dion could feel waves
of shock, annoyance, and� envy? as they rolled through the older woman. With
all eyes on her, and Becky squealing with glee, Raven glared daggers all around
and stalked up to Jimaine and thrust the flowers at her. �There�s been some
mistake. These should be yours.�
Jimaine brought the blossoms up to
her nose and pointedly eyed Jon. �Perhaps you�re right, Raven. Thank you.�
The �Who, me?� look on Jon�s face
right then got everyone laughing.
After the photographs and the cake,
there was dancing. Jimmy had the first dance with her, and as it turned out,
the last one as well. As the night progressed she taken turns with most of the
prominent men who were present, but she kept coming back to her husband.
Finally, Kurt called for attention by the gazebo, as the lights dimmed
drastically. "This is from Katzchen and I. Enjoy.�
Logan and Jon carried out a common
wire spool, dotted with lit candles, and Kitty followed carrying a record
player. When the spool was settled, she put the player down and put the needle
in the groove, then faded into the shadows with her husband.
The soft strains of Bolero
started, and Dion and Jimmy began to dance. She�d heard the piece before, when
Fisk took her to the Metropolitan, but never had it�s power been so clear to
her before. The mystery was that it�s stately pace never increased, and it�s
melody never altered throughout many repetitions, and yet the tension of the
musing continuously built for the listener. It began almost inaudibly soft,
passing from instrument to instrument, gradually becoming louder, as harmonies
layered on until the entire orchestra was playing thunderous crescendo.
Just as the music began almost
hesitantly, becoming bolder as it progressed; so did their dancing. Jimmy held
her closely to him, looking deeply into her eyes as they moved within the quiet
circle of their audience, with the only sound above the beating of their hearts
being the music. At first, feeling self-conscious, she reached out to him and
linked them empathically. Bright green eyes widened at the contact, followed quickly
by his soft supportive smile. As the music built, simple dance steps became
more elaborate. His gypsy flair revealed itself in his footwork, and Dion,
feeding off the untamed joy of his nature let go the restraints she held on her
raw, innate sensuality. She shook out the light plait that kept the dark masses
of her hair in check and let it swirl and play about her calves.
She emitted a golden glow from
within, that included him within it�s light. Forgetting about everyone else but
her soul-mate; she reveled in the flush of her cheeks and her bold movements as
she seduced him in dance. Pressing up against him, moving with him, she used
her hands to stroke his face and pull him down to a deep impassioned kiss. His
hands drifted up and down her sides; now brushing the undersides of her
breasts, then caressing her bottom as he pulled her even closer.
Her head was flung back in abandon,
hair trailing the ground, when the crashing finale ended the song. Only the
record�s crackle and hiss could be heard as he pulled her upright and kissed
her again. From the depths of the kiss, she felt his enchanted cloak fold about
them, and then they were suddenly back in their quarters. As Jimmy began to
undress her, her head cleared enough for her to ask, �Our wedding guests�?�
��all probably have better things
to do right now. I know I do.� His mouth latched onto the side of her
neck, and moved down to flesh his efforts were baring, she realized that he was
undoubtedly correct.

AN: Leena, thanks for your comments. Dion is a wholly original character (actually
pre-dating my ever having seen Meagan), and who�s powers are more than balanced
by her severe �Allergies� to everything from plastic to steel, to CFC�s and
pesticides and whatnot. We�ve put a
version of her in several of our stories, like my Darkside Story over in the
Original section (Also originally an RP).
She�ll have a slightly different name there and is changed a bit from
how she is here, but it�s the same basic character.

And it�s funny that you should say that about Skull. You�ve pretty accurately predicted an
upcoming story thread. But the momentum
of 50 years of his policies won�t be the only problem. There are other difficulties a power vacuum
at the top of an authoritarian regime will cause� =)
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The Circle And The Flame