Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Once Upon A Time
Challenge/Prompt: 1_million_words Romance Bingo: Starlit Sky with Blanket and lands_of_magic April Showers: Tornado and Dark (If you join, be sure to tell them Kat Lee of Team Winter sent you!)
Word Count: 951
Date Written: 6 June 2017
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to their rightful owners, not the author, and are used without permission.
"I want to ask you to promise me one thing," Red whispers softly as they lay together underneath a starlit sky on Dorothy's checkered blanket one night. Toto's curled, sound asleep, at their feet. Dorothy had thought Red was asleep, but Red's senses had told her, even through the dark, that her lover was still awake, her mind just as chock full of worries, the day's events, and her own past as Red's is.
Dorothy tilts her head to the side and tries to catch sight of Red's face in the darkness. The stars are beautiful, twinkling high above their heads, but they seem so far away. Somehow, they do little to reveal her girlfriend's emotions tonight. "What?" she finally asks softly.
Red's fingers tighten their grip on Dorothy's hand. "I want you to promise me," she says, glad she can not see the tears of remembrance in her eyes, "that no matter what happens, no matter how bad it gets, no matter if another tornado -- "
"Tornado?" Dorothy asks, clearly puzzled.
" -- or twister," Red amends, "whatever you want to call it, the thing that brought you here to Oz in the first place, if it should return or things should go sour, or . . . just . . . " She sighs. "If anything, anything at all happens, you won't leave me behind."
Dorothy turns over on her side now. She still can't see Red's face in the dark night. (Perhaps it's the trees around them blocking the starlight from showing her love's face?) Regardless, she hears Red's emotions in her tight voice. She hears her sadness, and her heart aches for her. She pulls her closer into her arms, snuggles her face into her long, ebony hair, kisses her jaw, right in between her cheek and her throat, and swears softly to her, "I promise."
They have never talked much about what Red experienced before they met. Dorothy knows a little of her past, but only a very little. Red doesn't like to talk about it, doesn't like to think about it, but Dorothy knows she's thinking about it tonight. She's thinking about her tonight: the girl she never mentions, the best friend she's commented on all of three times since they've known each other, the girl who hurt her so badly that she was plumb scared to let herself fall in love with Dorothy when they met. "I promise, too, I'll never hurt you like she did."
Red shifts in her arms, turning over onto her side to face her. At last, Dorothy sees the tears glittering in the dark, limpid pools of her girlfriend's eyes. Her nose touches her gently in their new position. Their eyes gaze directly into each other's, and in their locked gaze, Dorothy sees so much pain in Red's heart that her own breaks a little again. "I never said -- " Red starts to protest.
Dorothy brushes her hair back and lets her palm linger on her cheek. "You didn't have to," she replies gently. "I've known it the entire while."
Red's jaw slacks. She stares at her in shock. "Am I that transparent?"
"No. Only to some one who loves you as much as I do." She closes the remaining distance between them and kisses her lips softly. "Whoever she was, she was an idiot," she declares. Red starts to protest again, but Dorothy hushes her with two fingers pressed gently against her full lips. Her eyes search hers for understanding as she insists, "She had to be an idiot to hurt you so much, but I'm glad she was. I would have never gotten to meet you otherwise." She lifts her fingers from her lips and runs them through her long hair instead. She smiles at her. "I would have never gotten to love you otherwise."
Dorothy suddenly finds the starlight that seemed to be missing earlier in Red's eyes as they sparkle with happiness. She beams at her. "You know exactly what to say to make a girl feel good."
"You make me feel good." She keeps stroking her hair, but slowly, her hands travel further down Red's luscious body. "You give me the strength every day to keep fighting. I can't imagine my life without you. I don't want to imagine my life without you. I guess it's true what people say: Some things that others taken for granted their whole life are the most precious treasures to others. You're my treasure, Red. I'm so glad that Princess didn't keep you. I probably wouldn't be alive now if she had, and I certainly wouldn't be happy if I was. You make me happy. You keep me happy. And if another twister ever does show up to take me back to Kansas, you better believe I'm grabbing you and taking you with me, Wolfy."
Red's smile takes on a teasing turn. "You'd better," she whispers.
"I will," Dorothy vows. Her hands have moved down Red's back now, and suddenly they grasp her furry tail. Red gasps with delight as Dorothy brushes her fur. "You're my Wolfy," she continues, "my love, my Princess, my treasure, my soul mate, and I'm never going to let you go. That Princess can keep her Prince. It's her loss, but I'm thankful for it every day. I'm thankful for you every day, and I'm never letting you go!"
"Promise?" Red whispers, suddenly breathless with desire.
"I promise," Dorothy vows and pledges her promise, and her love, and her very soul to the wonderful woman in her arms with a kiss that sears them both throughout their very cores and sends their souls dancing and soaring together beyond the stars so far above.