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The following is a bit of alternative fiction based on certain characters from the Xenaverse. It is not meant to infringe on anyone else's rights. If you don't agree or disapprove, please go read something else.
SQUICK alert: This Tartarus for Hell's sake! Expect grodities.
Xex Alert: Yep there will be. Soon!!
They followed the mothers into the cavern. Xena payed attention to each turn, each possible marker. She felt Izzy's warm presence behind her and was reassured. There was an unspoken understanding. Later. They would meet their needs later and now, that energy she would have put towards pleasured release from the battle, she put towards orienting herself within the cavern.
She could feel the slope of the floor. They were descending. She could, through that uncanny sense of direction she'd always had, determine that they were heading in an western direction, towards the setting sun. She estimated that it had been aproximately four candlemarks since they'd begun their search. Each time they came to a crossroad, she'd expected to see Marcus' sweet face, Perdicus' relieved smile. They'd seen neither.
She wondered, briefly, what Gabrielle thought of it all. How she planned, if she planned, on telling Perdicus. Certainly the demoness had made no move in that direction. She seemed content to be. . Izzy. The demoness, however, had changed in the battle and Xena didn't know what to make of it, except that the Tartaran's expression had softened to something tantalizingly familiar and recognizable.
There was a call to halt up front. Xena stopped and felt Izzy's hand land gently upon her shoulder. "Want a lift?" the Tartaran offered. Xena blinked and looked up. Pride, no pride? Pride. . no. .
"Yeah."
Xena felt hands wrap themselves around her waist and she was lifted to where she could see clearly. Damn the Tartarans for being so tall. She was only comforted by the realization that Izzy couldn't see either. Strong arms held her aloft and she found herself settling upon Izzy's shoulders. She wrapped her legs around the woman's body to brace herself. "What do you see?" Izzy asked.
Xena sniffed and shook her head, "Not much. Melosa's up front."
"No sign of . . ."
Sharp blue eyes peered. "N. ..," she started, then stopped. There was a wave from up front and a motion for silence. She tapped Izzy's head and indicated the need to get down. She hopped off herself, suddenly grateful for her lover's strength. "They found 'em."
Whether that was a good thing, or bad, she didn't know.
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