Those Summer Nights, Part 6 - The Void: Mind Wanderings of a Lost Soul
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Those Summer Nights, Part 6
I know, I know, I've been slacking...and most people probably won't like this next part as it's just exposition, but bare with, dez shit is about to hit the fan....

TITLE: Those Summer Nights
CHAPTER/WORK IN PROGRESS/COMPLETE: In Progress
AUTHOR: emaleythe
PAIRING: Billy/OFC/Dom
RATING: R (Language)/ NC17 (earlier/later)
SUMMARY: back home in kentucky, words of advice, a return of the bracelets
CONTENT/WARNING: Some swearing/sexual references
SPOILERS: None
DISCLAIMER: This story is 100% fiction. These events never happened. Lyn is a fictional character based in fact.
AUTHOR’S NOTES: special thanks to Billy and Dom, and to the muse for keep hitting. This story is a continuation of Trial and Error which can be found in emaleythe's memories (including the first 5 parts of Those Summer Nights)



Lyn had no time to think about Dom, dreams, the article or anything the next several days. She filled her time, clearing out her office at work, packing up her apartment, and making arrangements to have everything moved, stored and disconnected. She was in such a whirlwind of activity, that it was several days before she stopped in to see friends. Her two closest friends were a wonderful couple, Zane and Corra. Corra had been one of the few friends who had never held anything back; when she thought something she would express it. When Lyn got out of the car and saw Corra working in her garden, she smiled. Corra had wanted to plant a garden outside of her house for months; Lyn was thrilled to see that she had actually gone through with it.

“I’m hoooooome.” Lyn flung her arms out.

Corra twisted around, still kneeling, “Well it’s about damn time. I should have known that the damn Scot would try to kidnap you for months.”

Corra got up and grinned mischievously; walking towards Lyn, before wrapping her in a big hug.

“So glad to see you, we’ve got a lot to catch up on.”

“You’re telling me! Girl, I think I need some advice, but I already know what you’re going to say…”

Lyn and Corra made their way inside the apartment, and Lyn was pounced on by Corra’s three children.

“What did you bring us?”

“How’s Billy?”

“Oh my god, did you meet Orlando yet?”

Lyn laughed, overwhelmed by the excited questions and Corra tried to smack them all away. Lyn attempted to answer one by one, while extricated herself from the crowd.

“Billy’s great, no, I haven’t met Orlando, and I’ve got presents for all of you, but if I give them to you then you must promise to get lost for awhile while your mom and I talk.”

She passed out the little gifts to each one, receiving more hugs, and then flopped down on the couch with a gust of air. Corra sat expectantly, giving Lyn her full attention.

“All right, let’s have it.”

A while later, Lyn had finished explaining the whole Dom deal to Corra, who had sat with raised eyebrows, and occasionally cluckings of disapproval. She mentally prepared herself for whatever Corra was about to say.

“Well! I must say that I always thought Dom seemed a little gay, but I never thought you’d cheat on Billy!”

Lyn cringed.

“Well, since you know what I’m going to say already, I’ll just say it. You have to tell Billy, otherwise it’s lying, and I detest liars.”

“Should I tell him about Dom’s feelings?”

“That one is a bit more complicated…..no, I don’t think you should. After all, he did tell you that in confidence, but you must tell Billy about the kiss!”

Lyn furrowed her brows, “Yes, but how do I tell him that without getting involved with the Dom stuff? Or without breaking the two of them apart?”

“Well, to be honest, that’s not your problem. Dom is the one that will be responsible for tearing the friendship apart by his own actions, not by your telling.”

Lyn flopped back on the couch, “But god, I don’t want to loose Billy!.....but, like I said, I knew I was going to have to tell him. I just hate to.”

Corra reached over and patted her on the knee, “Look I know it’s hard, but it’s better than keeping it a secret and then having him find out later. Of course, if you ask me, Billy sounds a little dumb anyway. How could he not notice all the tension between you two? From all your stories, he sounds like an idiot.”

Lyn was shocked, “He’s not an idiot! I swear, I didn’t mean to make him sound like that! I guess he does sound a little naïve perhaps, but he’s definitely not stupid. He’s just been so involved with the house that he’s not noticed much lately….”

“Uh huh, naïve, sure….Look I’m just telling you, that’s my perception from hearing your story, but he may not be. Anyway, do you want to get some dinner, I’m starving.”

Lyn laughed, Yes, things were definitely back to normal.

In the last few days that Lyn had left, she spent all of her time with Corra’s family or her own. Having been away so long, Lyn was surprised at how much she had forgotten how essential a support group was to her life. Being with them all again, she was relaxed, happy, and perhaps even a little giddy. But it was comfortable, and that was something that she hadn’t been in a long time. Lyn realized that she had not been able to be her whole self with Billy and his friends. In fact, she doubted that even Billy had seen all the sides to her normal self. Now there’s a fine way to lead a relationship, Ms. Walker. Lyn shook her head disapprovingly at herself. She was finding herself half-wishing that she didn’t have to go back, for despite her love of travel, the best part of journeys were finding yourself back home. No matter how nice it was being overseas, Lyn found that there were certain nice idiosyncrancies being in America, the little touches that made being a “stupid American” ok. Still, she knew that she couldn’t possible not go back to Glasgow, for where Billy was, her heart remained. So she would just have to suck it up and enjoy what time she had left.

On this particular day, Lyn was again at Corra’s, enjoying a nice family cookout spearheaded by Zane. Zane was in his master chef mode, taking a laborious time over the steaks, and shooing everyone out of the kitchen. Lyn and Corra were chatting like old women, going over all the little stories that Lyn had missed while abroad. Corra did her best to fill Lyn in, until she found her staring away mysty-eyed.

“All right, what’s going on? Where are you?”

Lyn snapped back to attention, “Hmmm….what?”

Corra raised her eyebrows, “What are you thinking about? I’ve been chatting away and you’re definitely not with me.”

Lyn blushed, “Ah sorry, I’m just kind of lost in thought today.”

“What about?”

“Ah, the usual….thinking about how much I’m gonna miss you guys, and this place….thinking about Billy…you know, the whole shebang.”

“Uh huh…and we’re going to miss you too. Now what else is on your mind?”

Lyn stared open-mouthed at Corra, “Now how in the hell did you know there was something else?”

Corra shrugged, as Zane poked his head around the corner, “She’s psychic!”

Lyn laughed, “Shush you! Go back to dinner, and I said!”

Corra was still watching Lyn, “Stop trying to get off subject. What’s in your head?”

Lyn thought for a moment before answering. “I’ve just been thinking about those bracelets Dom gave me. I never could find out what they meant. He told me to look it up online; that he was sure I would understand. But I never could figure it out. You have any clue?”

“Do you have them with you?”

Lyn shook her head, “I think so, let me check my purse.”

She rummaged around for awhile until she pulled out the little sack and handed them over to Corra. Corra pulled them out, turned them over, then put them back in the bag with a sly smile.

“Okay, what’s up with the smile? Don’t tell me that you know what they are!”

Corra laughed, “Okay, I won’t tell you.”

Lyn waited expectantly, “Well go on, tell me already!”

Corra sat back in the chair, “Well, frankly I’m surprised you don’t know!” Lyn gave her an exasperated look, “They are bondage bracelets, supposed to denote servitude.”

Lyn felt her mouth drop open again, “Are you freaking kidding me? Why the hell would Dom give me that?....Oh!....Oooooh….”

Lyn blushed.

Corra laughed, “Well it appears that Dom is the sly one, I swear I’d be going out with him if I were you. He seems to have that freakier side you like, not like boring old Billy.”

“Billy is not boring, he’s just calm. Frankly, I’ve had enough of the freaky men. I mean, sure they are fun and exciting, and sexy, and great…..but they are also depressed, and psychotic, and usually need more psychological help than even I! I’m tired of playing the therapist; I just want my knight in shining armor now. Billy’s safe, stable, warm, caring, free, and peaceful. That’s what I need, not Dom and his insanity.”

Corra shook her head in agreement, “Uh huh. Okay. But then explain again why you can’t stop thinking about Dom?”

Lyn glared at Corra, “What are you talking about? I’m not thinking about Dom!”

“Oh, but aren’t you?”

Lyn blushed, “Whatever, let’s just drop it. I’m going to go smoke.”

Corra continued to watch Lyn until she shut the door behind her. Knowing her friend like she did, she foresaw trouble. She just hoped that Lyn would see it before it was too late.



A few days later, Lyn returned to Scotland and to Billy. She was happy to find that he had finally finished all the work on the house, leaving the two of them free to spend more time together. Of course, it was also awards time, so she faced the prospect of trailing Billy through every red carpet ceremony while he answered question after question from reporters. She grew tired of getting her hair done and although shopping was fun at first, Lyn began to get sick of trying to find a new outfit with every event. One thing that she never did fully enjoy was the photographers. After her first brush with media fame in the trash papers, Lyn was quite wary of being photographed with Billy. She remembered well the fandom’s response to “girlfriends” and she neither wanted to be cooed over or find herself on someone’s dartboard. Still, she really didn’t have much choice, to be with Billy, she would have to get accustomed to it. And in part, she did. After all, it wasn’t much of a trade in her disfavor, trading her privacy in order to meet all the stars that she had admired from afar. It was sweet seeing Billy’s reaction as well. Sometimes he’d be jumping out of his seat with excitement even more than she would.

One such evening, they were dressing up to go to a movie premiere in LA. Billy was jollier than usual, whistling maddeningly while he dressed. Lyn walked up behind him and placed some kisses on his shoulder.

“Why are you so happy love?”

Billy beamed at Lyn through the reflection. “Ah, Dom called, said he was going to be there tonight and was bringing Elijah along.”

Lyn’s smile faltered slightly, “Oh? Well that should be fun, never met Elij before. What’s he like?”

Billy laughed, “Well, uhm, he’s strange. Very chatty, that one. He’s like an even younger, more energetic version of Dom, in a freaky kind of way.”

Lyn laughed with him, “Well that sounds weird. Can’t imagine anyone freakier than Dom.”

“Well believe it dear, because Lij is something else. You’ll see what I mean. Oh, and Dom said we’re all going to a party afterwards.”

Lyn nodded.

As they were leaving the room, Lyn stopped Billy for a minute. “Hold on, I forgot something.”

Lyn ran back into the room looking for her bag, and finding it pulled out the bracelets. She reconsidered for a moment, and then slipped them on. They were a tight fit. Then returning to Billy, they left.

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Hearing: My Immortal

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Comments
From: danu_2u Date: June 15th, 2004 08:43 pm (UTC) (Link)
Well now... that Corra sounds so interesting... I think she should have her own book. lol

Hmmmm... so she knows what the bracelets are to mean and she makes a point of returning to put them on... veryyyyy interesting.
emaleythe From: emaleythe Date: June 15th, 2004 09:28 pm (UTC) (Link)
let's just hope that Corra doesn't tell Billy ;)
From: danu_2u Date: June 16th, 2004 01:18 am (UTC) (Link)
OMGoddess forbid! I would hope she wouldn't do something like that... what a betrayal of friendship that would be. :(
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