Castles of Sand

by Lin

Author: Lin
E-mail: lin.morris@btopenworld.com
Title: Castles of Sand
Category: Slash-ish; drabble
Pairing: Third Watch: Faith Yokas and Claire Henley.
Rating: NC-17.
Spoilers: None. Set before and after 4.12 "Castles of Sand"
Summary: When they were in college, they believed everything happens for a reason.

Author's Disclaimer: The characters and settings of Third Watch are the property of John Wells Productions, WB and NBC.

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The last time Faith saw Claire's back, Claire was sitting up naked after they'd had wild sex on the beach.

Sun on their skin, saltwater washing over them, Claire running sand through her fingers, grinning over her shoulder.

Freedom.

Fifteen years pass. Faith married the high school jock and Claire's back shows old beatings from her girlfriend.

Faith understands this isn't a random domestic.

This time, Faith helps Claire escape, and Claire lets her know the best way she can.

Faith lets that sand run through her fingers, and hides it in the pot Claire modelled on her own breast.