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  <title>My fics have moved = they will no longer be updated in this journal</title>
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  <description>Just in case any of my readers haven&apos;t found out about this yet, I&apos;m posting about it one more time to clarify - I will no longer update my fics here at livejournal. That does NOT mean I&apos;m no longer writing. It just means I&apos;ve made most of my fic posts here private, and moved them to my Shenny site, &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://shenny.darkness-descends.net&quot;&gt;All Those Words We Never Say&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I&apos;ve posted over there at the time I&apos;m writing this post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Treasure (Shenny) - up to chapter 9&lt;br /&gt;Battle Royale (group/Shenny) - up to chapter 14&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll Do Anything (Shenny) - 1 chapter&lt;br /&gt;Five feet under (Shenny, sort of) - One-shot&lt;br /&gt;Conversations (Shane/Shenny) - One-shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new Shenny story that I&apos;m working on, and you guessed it, that too will be posted at my site. So if you want to read my stories, don&apos;t bother checking this journal for updates, because there won&apos;t be any. My site has an RSS feed if you want to use that to stay updated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a whole group of great writers over there, so even if you aren&apos;t into my stories, you might still wanna check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see you over there&lt;br /&gt;// DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://fanfic.darkness-descends.net&quot;&gt;fanfic.darkness-descends.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <title>This is Treasure - Chapter 03 - My all</title>
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  <description>Chapter 3 is up at &lt;a href=&quot;http://fanfic.darkness-descends.net/&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;All those words we never say&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <title>New Shenny Fanfic Site!</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m just posting to let you guys know that I probably won&apos;t be updating my fics at livejournal anymore. Why? Because I have started a Shane/Jenny fanfic site!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s called &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.darkness-descends.net/fanfic&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;All those words we never say&quot;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and you&apos;re all very very welcome to join, and post your fics if you have any!&lt;br /&gt;/DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.darkness-descends.net/fanfic</description>
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  <title>This is Treasure - Chapter 02 - If you&apos;re not there, there&apos;s nothing</title>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Title:&lt;/span&gt; This is Treasure - Chapter 02 - If you&apos;re not there, there&apos;s nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Copyright:&lt;/span&gt; DD 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/span&gt; The L Word characters belong to Ilene Chaiken, I&apos;m just borrowing them and playing around with them for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Summary:&lt;/span&gt; NOTE - This takes place two months before Chapter 1! Jenny is home again and Shane ditches Alice to hang out with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Fandom: &lt;/span&gt;The L Word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Pairing:&lt;/span&gt; Shane/Jenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Main characters:&lt;/b&gt; Shane &amp;amp; Jenny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt; Romance, Friendship, Drama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Timeline:&lt;/span&gt; The story takes place a few months after Season 4, and it&apos;s supposed to be my version of Season 5. Therefore some things that happen in Season 5 will also happen in this story, but it will play out differently. I won&apos;t post any of that before it&apos;s aired though, and if for some reason I would anyway, I&apos;d use spoiler warnings so don&apos;t worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Rating:&lt;/span&gt; As always, I&apos;m bad with the ratings, but at the most there&apos;s a bad word in there. Nothing worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;TO BE&quot; by Ayumi Hamasaki. Translation by wataru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Author&apos;s note:&lt;/span&gt; In case you missed it the first time I said it, &lt;font color=&quot;#800080&quot;&gt;this is a FLASHBACK&lt;/font&gt;. Just so there&apos;s no confusion. This was originally meant to be chapter 3, but since it&apos;s a flashback, it doesn&apos;t really matter when I post it and I decided to give it to you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thanks to:&lt;/b&gt; MutedTempest, Nov and Nancy for proof-reading for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b359/DarknessDescends/blog/chapter-2-banner.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Chapter 2 ~ If you&apos;re not there, there&apos;s nothing&quot;&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ES&quot;&gt;Two months earlier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ES&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ES&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“No, I can’t, Al. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;I’m sorry...” Shane leaned her back against the refrigerator in the kitchen she shared with Jenny and Max as she listened to Alice’s voice on the phone. Her gossip-loving friend was trying to talk her into going out with her. “What?” She frowned, trying to hear Alice over her roommates talking next to her.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“Why?” Alice repeated crankily. “I thought you said before you weren’t doing anything.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“Well, Jenny’s home,” Shane replied and couldn’t keep from smiling. She glanced over at her best friend and chuckled at the thought that Jenny’s purple dress made her look like a grape. “She just…” she began, but Alice interrupted her.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“Couldn’t she just have stayed on that raft?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“Oh, Jesus Christ, Al!” Shane raised her voice, fed up with Alice constantly badmouthing Jenny. “No, really, drop it. I’m so tired of hearing this, you’re really not one to talk…” She covered her eyes with her hand in frustration and let out a deep sigh when Alice started yapping on the other end. “You’re not!” she went on when Alice finally shut up. “You can’t go off on Jenny just ‘cause she wrote that book when you’ve done the exact same thing for years.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Jenny shot Shane an amused glance and Shane rolled her eyes in response and sat down by the table. “Yes, you have,” she interrupted Alice when she claimed she’d never done anything like that. “You told each…”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“I didn’t…” Alice tried to interrupt, but Shane went on.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“…Each and every one of your listeners everything about us, and you didn’t even change our names. And no one ever said anything about that, so will you please just give her a break?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;The line went silent and for a second Shane thought Alice had hung up on her. “All right, all right,” she then sighed. “I’ll be nice. Happy now?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“Yup,” Shane chirped, but silently she wondered how long Alice’s involuntary attitude change was going to last. Probably only until the next time she and Jenny found themselves in the same room with each other. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“Well, have fun then,” Alice said a little too enthusiastically for it to seem sincere. “Tell Jenny I said hi.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“All right, I will,” Shane replied and another deep sigh escaped her lips when she finally ended the call. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“Was that Alice?” Jenny asked with a smirk even though she damn well knew it had been. Max waved goodbye to them and hurried out through the back door on his way out on a date with Grace and Jenny sat down on top of the kitchen table, next to Shane.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“She said ‘hi’,” Shane told her and hoped she wouldn’t have to have the same conversation all over again, but with Jenny this time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Jenny nodded and looked down at her hands for a moment, swinging her legs back and forth under the table and trying not to smile. “Oh, I bet she did.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“Jenny, come on,” Shane begged her, “can’t you at least try to…” She paused as she almost said ‘kiss and make up’ and immediately it got stuck in her head, the image of Jenny and Al making out at Here! a few months earlier. She shrugged, trying to shake off the uncomfortable feeling it had given her. “Can’t you at least try to get along? It’s getting old and I don’t want my friends to fight all the time.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“I’m not fighting with anyone,” Jenny stated matter-of-factly with an innocent smile. She wasn’t – everyone else was fighting with her, but she couldn’t really say she cared. They could all think what they wanted to think, because really, they were going to anyway.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“I know that,” Shane sighed, taking one of Jenny’s small hands in her own. “But you’re kinda encouraging Alice, Bette and Tina. We all used to be friends, and I’d very much like for us to go back to that. Please…”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Jenny nodded again with a big grin this time. “Okay, I promise that I will stop making it easier for them to hate me.” Judging by the frown on Shane’s face, she obviously wasn’t amused, so Jenny went on. “Oh, come on, Shane, lighten up. Give me a hug!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Those last few words seemed to wipe the worries away from Shane’s face and she smiled brightly at Jenny as she picked her up off the floor and spun her around. “I really missed you. So fucking much.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“I missed you too!” Jenny giggled. “I wish you could have been there with me.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Shane put Jenny down again and went to the fridge to get them a couple of Dos Equis’. “Tell me all about it, I wanna know what you’ve been up to!” With the beers in one hand and one of Jenny’s hands in the other, she headed towards the living room couch where they both sat down to talk. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“I’ll tell you everything,” Jenny said as she moved closer to Shane. “But I just need to say something first.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“What?” Shane opened the bottles and handed one of them to Jenny who just put it down on the table and looked at her.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“Shane, I’m really sorry.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Shane’s face fell in an instant and she looked concerned at her friend. “Why are you sorry? What’s wrong?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“Nothing’s wrong,” Jenny replied, taking Shane’s beer out of her hand and placing it too on the table before straddling her lap. “I talked to Max when you were on the phone and he told me that you didn’t take it that well when I just kinda disappeared. And I’m so sorry I did that to you.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“What did he tell you?” Shane replied, her voice strained and she swallowed hard. She had never minded that Jenny touched her, but having Jenny in her lap like that, so close, was too much. Especially now…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Jenny shook her head and shrugged. “He just said that, nothing else. But I really am sorry. I didn’t mean to…”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“Jenny…” Shane interrupted and Jenny looked questioningly into her eyes, not knowing what to expect.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“Yes?” Her fingers played with Shane’s new silver necklace that she’d given her earlier that night. The cross pendant reminded her of the tattoo on Shane’s left wrist and she’d bought it while she was away, partly because she wanted to bring a gift home with her, and partly because she needed something with her that felt like Shane somehow.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“He’s right,” Shane said quietly, embarrassed when she remembered how she’d been acting while Jenny was gone. How the night after she disappeared, she’d gone into Jenny’s room and sat down on her bed, crying and wondering if Jenny was even alive. Sounder had jumped up into her lap and licked her face, as if he was trying to tell her that everything would be okay. She hadn’t been able to stop until Max had found her there, but there was no point in telling Jenny about it, it would only hurt her more. Shane just decided to go with Max’s version. “Before you called, I was a mess.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“I called as soon as I got off the raft, as soon as I found a phone! My phone got wet and wouldn’t work anymore.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Shane smiled a little, but the pain she remembered was still much too visible in her eyes. “I know that,” she said and rubbed the back of her neck, “and I don’t want you to feel bad about it. I’m glad you called me. But that night…” She paused, took a deep breath and sighed. “That night, you told me you’d just been fired from your own movie. And somehow it reminded me of what happened the last time you left…” She didn’t want to say anything else about it, but she knew Jenny understood what she meant. That morning in the bathroom, two years ago… “I didn’t wanna leave you there, because I was so scared that I would go back to look for you, and you’d be gone. Then all of a sudden you were, and I couldn’t find you. You left, and when you did that… You took with you every little part of me that mattered.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“Shane…” Jenny felt like the worst cunt in the universe for what she’d done. &lt;i&gt;‘Even worse than Tina,’&lt;/i&gt; she thought. But there was nothing she could say or do to make up for having left the most precious person in her world, without as much as a word. She looked at Shane who sat in front of her looking heartbroken, and she tried to figure out how it was even possible to love someone as much as she loved her.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“If you’re not there, Jen…” Shane continued, “there’s nothing.” She swallowed and looked into her best friend’s eyes. Women, sex or kisses never made her nervous. But having Jenny in her lap and telling her that she couldn’t be without her, that scared the crap out of her. The fear of losing the best friend she’d ever had in her whole life, the fear of being rejected by the person who meant the most to her, made her heart start hammering furiously in her chest. For the first time, sitting in front of Jenny in silence was torture to her. &lt;i&gt;‘Please, just say something, anything.’&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Jenny saw the frightened look on her face and gently placed a comforting hand on her shoulder, using the other to brush the hair away from her face. Their lips were painfully close but didn’t touch. Instead, Jenny looked deeply into Shane’s eyes and they both smiled in silent agreement before they let their lips met for the first time in the four years they’d known each other. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;As the kiss deepened she could feel Shane’s hands on her hips, drawing her closer, but much to Jenny’s dismay, she soon let go of her. Instead she cradled Jenny’s face in her hands and gently brushed away tears Jenny didn’t even know she had cried, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Shane’s looking back at her, filled with concern.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“They’re happy tears,” Jenny giggled and smiled brightly back at her. Still, in Shane’s eyes some of the worry she’d seen there before seemed to have returned. “Shane, I’m not going anywhere.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“Good,” Shane said softly and Jenny saw something peaceful in her eyes that she couldn’t remember ever seeing before. It was adorable, and contagious too.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Shane wrapped her arm around Jenny, picked her up and caused her to squeal happily when she carried her in the direction of her bedroom. For a moment Jenny looked as if she thought Shane was about to drop her and she smiled and reassured her. “It’s okay, Jenny, I got you.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Jenny just smiled playfully back up at her. “Yes, you definitely got me.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b359/DarknessDescends/blog/Chapter-2---If-youre-not-t.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <title>This is Treasure - Chapter 01 - poker face</title>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Title:&lt;/span&gt; This is Treasure - Chapter 01 - poker face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Copyright:&lt;/span&gt; DD 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/span&gt; The L Word characters belong to Ilene Chaiken, I&apos;m just borrowing them and playing around with them for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Summary:&lt;/span&gt; Shane has coffee with Alice at The Planet and she tries to mess with Shane&apos;s plans for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Fandom: &lt;/span&gt;The L Word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Pairing:&lt;/span&gt; Shane/Jenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Main characters:&lt;/b&gt; Shane &amp;amp; Jenny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt; Romance, Friendship, Drama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Timeline:&lt;/span&gt; The story takes place a few months after Season 4, and it&apos;s supposed to be my version of Season 5. Therefore some things that happen in Season 5 will also happen in this story, but it will play out differently. I won&apos;t post any of that before it&apos;s aired though, and if for some reason I would anyway, I&apos;d use spoiler warnings so don&apos;t worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Rating:&lt;/span&gt; As always, I&apos;m bad with the ratings, but at the most there&apos;s a bad word in there. Nothing worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/b&gt; &quot;poker face&quot; by Ayumi Hamasaki. Translation by wataru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Author&apos;s note:&lt;/span&gt; It&apos;s been quite a while since I wrote anything like this, so be gentle with me please lol. And I know this one is pretty short, but I&apos;ll make up for it with the next chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://img179.imageshack.us/img179/8576/pokerfacetd7.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Chapter 01 - poker face&quot;&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“What’s taking so long?” Waiting for a refill, Shane glanced around the café as The Planet’s staff crisscrossed through the room, carrying tables, chairs, sound equipment and what not. “What are they doing anyway?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“Wow, you’re really out of the loop these days, aren’t ya?” Alice snickered and finished what was left of her coffee. “Kit’s having this really cool girls-only party tonight, do you mean you’re not even coming? You have to!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“I can’t, I already have plans,” Shane replied without even looking at her friend. She felt bad about not being able to be there for Alice who hadn’t taken the recent break up with her girlfriend Tasha very well, but she just couldn’t do what Alice wanted her to. She had something special planned for tonight.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“I knew it!” Alice sat up straight in her chair and her eyes shone, eager to figure out whatever juicy details Shane was keeping from her. “I totally knew you were seeing someone! There’s no way you wouldn’t be, it’s been ages since you and Paige broke up. Now spill it!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Shane shot Alice an annoyed glance and shook her head. “I have stuff to do at the house.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“Yeah right. As if you’d stay at home for a reason like that on a Friday night. You’re up to something.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“I’m not. The house is a mess and someone needs to do something about it or it’s just gonna stay that way.” Shane smiled mischievously, knowing that there was no way Alice would never agree to what she was about to suggest. “If you don’t believe me, you can always help me out.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ES&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“Hah… Thanks for the offer, but I think I’ll pass.” She paused for a moment to think, and then lit up. “I can always ask Jenny if she wants to come with me tonight.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“No no no no!” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“What? Why?” Alice stared confused at Shane who was shaking her head furiously. “Why not?&quot;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“Nuh-uh. You’re not calling Jenny, she’s helping me tonight and you’re not gonna talk her out of that.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;“Whoa, when did you guys become so boring?” Stretching out her arms, Alice let out a deep sigh. “You’re worse than Bette and Tina were and you’re not even a couple.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt; “Well, what are you gonna do about it?” Shane asked with her brows furrowed, trying to repress a chuckle. “Come up with another intervention questionnaire? ‘Cause I don’t think I’d be up for that. Jesus Christ, Alice, just ask Papi or Helena or Tina or whoever.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt; “Hola, chicas!” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt; “Speak of the devils,” Alice replied as Papi walked up to them with Helena in tow. “We were just talking about you two. Hi!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt; “Aight, you guys are coming here tonight?” Papi replied looking from Alice to Shane and back again as she pulled out a chair and joined them. “Kit’s workin’ her butt off to make sure it’s the party of the year, you don’t wanna sit this one out!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt; “I wouldn’t, but this one’s gonna,” Alice said with a nod in Shane’s direction. “She’s planning on staying home to clean the house and be boring with Jenny.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt; “Well, a girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do!” Papi shrugged. “Ain’t that right, Vanilla?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt; Papi still hadn’t gotten tired of the nickname she’d given Shane several months back when they first got to know each other, and Shane was just about to reply in the same manner when her phone started ringing. She took it out of her pocket and saw Jenny’s name on the display. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt; “Excuse me,” she mumbled and got up to answer it. “Hey, Jen! -- Yeah, I’m at The Planet with Alice, Helena and Papi. -- Do you know when you’ll be home tonight? -- Okay, I’ll see you back at the house.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt; She lowered her voice and turned away from the others before she said the last few words.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt; “Yeah, I love you too. Bye…”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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