When Sera got invited to go to the New Years Eve party by her friends, it had been a difficulty for her to not come up with an excuse on why she couldn’t go. New Years had , for the past few years, been a time where she was forced home. It was a time of panic and pain…even though it wasn’t her own. And it was just so engrained to make an excuse that it took her a moment to realize, that was no longer how it had to be.
And so Sera said yes. Only to not think until later about exactly what the hell she was going to wear and who would go with her.
The dress part would be easy, she had never been one to shy away from clothing, though usually she was buying it for other woman and not herself. This time would be different though. She wasn’t buying for her best friend, or her sister, or her girls. This time she was buying for herself.
It was almost therapeutic, trying and picking the perfect dress for her to wear. She wasn’t really someone who cared much about how she looked, but for that night…for New Years, it just seemed important.
It wasn’t about who was going to see her in the dress, or who she would see at the party. There wasn’t a person she was trying to impress or seduce. But it was important…because it was for herself. She wanted to do this, for herself.
It might not of seemed like much to anyone else, but anyone who truly knew Sera, knew how big that was for her. Simply because Sera never did anything for herself without being pushed into it. Her heart were set in taking care of those around her, and had always been that way. To her…she wasn’t important. Everyone else was.
But just for tonight…it would be about herself.
The hard part about the invite to the party though was who she would go with. Most of her friends would already by at the party together, and those who weren’t had plans or were to be home with their children. But even then really only one name came to mind when she thought about it. Vincent Albright.
Vince was one of Sera’s best friends, one that through thick and thin had been there. Just as she was for him. Even from the beginning, when she first started in New Orleans PD as a detective he was a welcomed presence. Together they went through trials of wanting to do more, but stuck by the rules in place. Until they were chosen to create a task force of other individuals who like them, were held back from producing real results in cases.
Vince had been there for Sera through some tough times too. When she had been attacked and almost killed by a man wanting the money on her head. When she found the long lost daughter who she thought had died before being born. And even more recently, there when she decided to change her life once more, with a divorce.
Along the same lines Sera also was there for Vince when the times got difficult. When the same man who tried to kill her, ran off with Vince’s wife, leaving him alone and in pain. When he was dealing through his guilt and pain over the death of a girl that he was forced to give. And when he lost his daughter, a pain that Sera knew all to well.
So when it came down to it. Sera has asked him to join her, using the playful bribe of free food and getting to talk to the Capitan America whenever he wanted. And for the first time, in a very long time, Sera felt excited for something once more.
She couldn’t remember the last time that she laughed so easily or smiled without force, then that night. Even the dancing, seemed to come easier then any other times she danced. Because she didn’t really care about who saw her, or how bad she was…but the only thing that mattered was that she was having fun with her friend.
”This certainly different then most parties we go to…of course, we usually are going to parties in uniform. And usually we bring handcuffs...” Sera gave Vince a small smirk as they danced on the crowded floor. It was easy to joke, even while they were pressed together on the crowded dance floor. Her smile as she looked up at the werewolf leading her in the steps was one she hadn’t been able to have without forcing it in months. And it felt good, really good to just be able to let go.
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» We were dancing with our hands tied, @[VINCENT ALBRIGHT]
Posted: Dec 27 2017, 07:46 PM
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The way you laid your eyes on me
In ways that no one ever could
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Posted: Jan 2 2018, 11:20 PM
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All things considered… this year had been pretty okay by Vince’s standards. He was easy to please, thanks to some serious doozies of a past year or six, but the last decade had also wrought a certain degree of emotional erosion on the sharper edges of what was an usually optimistic soul. What ultimately balanced the scales—despite a political atmosphere that was causing him to stress-grind his teeth at night—was the mere fact of a simplistic need satisfied: that is, this year, he had been able to live and let live… and everyone he loved had survived it.
Were there speed bumps and road blocks? Of course there were. But his baby girl had lived a normal life this year, and not once did things get to a point where he stayed up at night wondering what the trauma would do to her in the long run. His friends had mostly remained unmolested. Even Bradley was around again (though Vincent was still angry with him, and unwilling to—just yet—cut him any degree of slack). Their families were growing. Concerns manifested in the form of the kind of foods, say, Ali did or didn’t like when she was over to visit, or what bug Zayden would think was the coolest if Vince happened to catch it to show it to him. Little things. Little moments—the kind life’s supposed to be made of. Not bloodshed and broken bodies, but… simplicity. Sunlight and soft breezes; not a hurricane.
That’s not to say all was perfect. There were aspects of Vincent’s life that still festered in their own special ways, and some of those were his fault. But as he was wont to do, and regardless of the subject matter, he had thrown the skeletons in a closet and refused to truly confront the issues until someone else started poking around a little too close for comfort. Which, as the days passed from one year towards the next, was happening more and more, unfortunately. Reality was curious. And like the lurch of a missed step rising in one’s gut, unwanted thoughts caught him off guard and reminded that while many things were well, something had gone on far too long ignored. And honestly, he wasn’t sure if he could fix it. Or if he even wanted to.
Nonetheless, he was still mostly able to get on without being consumed by it, largely because the other half of the enigma wasn’t pushing him one way or another. So he carried the guilt, because it was an old friend, and otherwise attended to life with gusto. If there was anything he had learned over the years, it was that when Vincent Roderick Albright wallowed, he became self-destructive… and everyone deserved better than that version of Vince. Including himself.
To say he was surprised by the invite from Sera to a NYE celebration was a slight understatement. They were partners—at work, and in friendship—and while Sera had kept her life fairly confined to work, which meant they spent a lot of time together, Vince had figured this kind of party wasn’t her style. It definitely wasn’t his. But she had asked, and he without a doubt always had her back, so he had dug his good suit out of the back of the closet, shaved, and otherwise gussied up for the event. Norah hadn’t really protested the whole idea, and as Vincent planted a kiss on her forehead before leaving, he realized that… in a weird way… he was relieved. Relieved to be spending the night with Sera, relieved that he would get to be social without being constantly being reminded of the lingering cloud of sobriety over his head, relieved that Norah had rejected his invite for whatever reason, even if she looked a little sad doing it… relieved he could spend the new year not feeling like he could never atone for all he’d done. Just… relieved.
That little well of guilt in his stomach gave a jerk, but he ignored it.
He and Sera met at the hotel, and when they moseyed into the room where the party was being held, Vince felt all the tension melt out of his shoulders. It had been a long time since he had danced; Norah had once loved to dance with him, but they never went out anymore. That was partially his fault. But Sera smiled easily at him, and he smiled back; they stepped out onto the floor after a few perfunctory greetings and let themselves be swept into the crowd.
Vince had one hand on the small of Sera’s back, the other intertwined with hers. The music was just loud enough to be enjoyable, but not so loud that he couldn’t hear his partner and friend speak; still, he had to lean in close to her to hear and be heard. Her comment was rewarded with a slight head tilt and a twinkling eye; as they rotated past a few particularly boisterous couples, he shrugged nonchalantly and fought back a mischievous smirk as he said, “Who says I didn’t still bring them?”
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Posted: Jan 15 2018, 05:17 PM
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The way you laid your eyes on me
In ways that no one ever could
The typical days for Sera started and ended with work. Some mornings she woke up with the alarm on her phone screaming at her, most mornings she was already awake from a sleepless night. She got up, got dressed, checked in on her children before rushing out the door to make it to work before anyone took her favorite parking spot.
She worked eight hours a day that usually turned into twelve or thirteen before she realized the words on the reports were just bleeding together. She went home to spend time with her daughters and son, talking with her sister about her own day, before it was time for her to go to bed. Which instead was her sitting in her bed with folders spread out of cases yet to be solved.
The elemental didn’t go out, she didn’t go to parties, hell she rarely went shopping unless it was for other people. For a very long time it felt right. That’s how the days should go. Work and family. But lately…a small whisper in the back of her mind kept saying something was missing. And soon that whisper grew louder and louder, a constant reminder that there was some sort of hole that hadn’t been filled.
Of course this was something she kept fully to herself. What was the point in talking about it when she didn’t know what exactly was the thing that she was missing in her life? Instead she shoved it into the back of her mind and buried it under layers of work and family once more. Hoping in time that the voice would fade away.
The party was one that she had been invited to by a few of her friends. While she knew it was a work party for most of them, it seemed like a good place to be. Especially for two cops who were part of a task force that could one day come in handy for their cause, or relations to the city.
Really, it didn’t matter much the reason, but the result that happened by her attendance. For the first time in a long time she was having fun. And in part it was probably the free food, and atmosphere but also in strong part it was who she was with.
Sera was a social creature in general, when she found a connection to someone, that stayed for a long time. She knew and spoke to a good portion of the city with ease. If she wasn’t friends with them, she had helped them in her line of work, or in some case arrested them in that same line of work. She held her closest friends dear to her, and to that extend she held their families close to her as well.
Vince, was one of those people that she held close to her, he had been since she first met him. Back then , when she had been new to the city they lived in, he was someone she met with the same passion in their work that she did. It helped that he was funny and charming on top of that passion, which made it difficult for her to imagine anyone not being friends with him. Now they were partners, building a task force of the people that they knew could do the job best. Sera couldn’t ask for a better partner then Vince, and trusted him with her back anytime.
She knew that this type of party wasn’t really Vince’s forte’, she knew his ideal party would be a BBQ in the backyard surrounded by his family running around. It was Sera’s as well. But as the night progressed she was happy to see him enjoying himself as much as she was. That was the goal of tonight after all wasn’t it? To let go and enjoy the night.
The smirk fell easily on to her face at Vince’s reply. ”Well maybe we’ll make this a proper party just yet then…” the smile felt easy and fun on her face as the spun with the other pairs on the dance floor around them. Her hand in his and arm on his shoulder kept her steady with the crowd.
She thought perhaps dancing with Vince would have been awkward for them both, but as the night grew on , that idea was wiped away. It was easy for her to laugh and make comments while he lead them on the dance floor.
It was easy to tell that it was getting close to midnight, the thrum of excitement she could feel from all the crowd around her told her that. She could practically feel all of their excitement all at once inside her, and for once she didn’t mind it. Because at least this once it was a happy emotion that she felt from others.
Even she had to admit the excitement was also hers. She looked up to make a joke about it to her partner, when a couple bumped into her straight into her back causing her to stumble. Her hand slipped from his so she could catch herself on his shoulders, her body now considerably closer to his own with the movement.
Her head tilted upward , looking into Vince’s face as they were pressed close, the words on her tongue falling short in the moment. She knew her hands should be off his shoulders by now, but her body wouldn’t catch up with her mind. Not that her mind was moving all to fast in that moment either.
In the background she could hear the faint sound of the mass of people counting down the seconds, but it all seemed so faint in her ears. Instead all her focus was on Vince. She kept silent but could feel herself slowly lean forward.
And then almost like she wasn’t the one in control, her lips were pressed against his own softly. Just a light touch of her own against his, barely even a brush. But it didn’t last long before slightly more pressure was applied and it became a true kiss. Her arms wrapped lightly around his neck as the countdown around the reached zero.
In that moment she was lost in herself, lost in the moment of being right there with him. For just the few short moments it didn’t matter who she was, what they were, who were around them. It didn’t matter they had work the next morning, or would drive away separately after it ended to try and deal with it all. In that moment it was as if nothing else but them existed, them and the feel of his lips against her own.
And if she would allow herself to think about it, it was almost like that voice saying something was missing was gone…just in that moment.
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