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Meredith Mackenzie


Meredith smiled at his words and leaned into his touch revelling in the feel of his palms against her shirt, she wanted to be closer to him and cursed the clothes that were in the way. She lifted her t shirt and pulled it over her head in one fluid motion exposing her bra and stomach to the air. The movement caused her to feel momentarily dizzy and she knew that she was being foolhardy in ignoring her body's increasing demand for food. But she did not want to stop again, they had already been interrupted once and she hated for it to happen again. She leaned down again and kissed him deeply, no longer keeping her kisses light or soft, her kiss was now one of passion barely restrained. She wanted him and was not being shy about it. She kissed him for as long as she could before dizziness overwhelmed her again. She pulled back gasping holding still until the dizziness passed.

As if thoughts of being interrupted had conjured him Meredith heard her brother's voice through the closed door, a moment later he had opened the door and stepped inside. Jake jumped off the bed and greeted him happily tail wagging but Meredith just glared at him. He stopped when he saw his sister atop Jamie in jeans and her bra, he blushed bright red and quickly looked away.
"Oh crap, I'm sorry for barging in like that. I forgot you had...company Merry."

Meredith looked pointedly at the door but Ash stayed where he was a determined light in his eyes. "You need food Merry, you know that. Whenever you heal anyone you always need food after rest."

"I'm fine Ash really." Meredith said only for her stomach to growl loudly enough for Jake to look confused as though there was an invisible dog in the room.

She sighed and nodded." Fine, you're right. I'll be out in a minute."

Ash nodded and left taking Jake with him, Meredith sighed in frustration before looking apologetically at Jamie.

"I'm sorry, I'm not a tease I promise but he's right I do need to eat. If I don't eat as soon as I wake up it just makes me worse."

She climbed off the bed and had to steady herself against the wall as another wave of dizziness hit, once it had passed she pulled her t shirt back on keeping her back to her chosen. She felt frighteningly close to tears and she fought them back, she had not cried in front of others in a long time as she was used to it being used against her, she was worried that if her chosen saw her cry he would think her weak and she didn't want that. She wanted, needed, to be strong for herself as well as him as she had sworn to herself that after finally escaping her father she would never be weak again. Yet no matter how fiercely she told herself this she still felt the tears fighting to fall, she knew it was because she was exhausted but also because no matter how he behaved she worried that seeing her last night and this morning in her weakened state would drive him away.