Title: Dead Of Night
Author: T'Lin ( LinkyS@svpress.us )
Fandom: Crossing Jordan
Characters: Jordan/Lily
Rating: R (FRM)
Summary: A PWP Written for femslash_today's Femslash Porn Battle. For details, and the rest of the stories -- http://community.livejournal.com/femslash_today/23265.html
Prompt: Crossing Jordan, Jordan/Lily, fear
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, I just play with them, no copyright infringment intended, or money made, etc, etc, etc.
A/N: this is my very first Crossing Jordan fic...


DEAD OF NIGHT

by T'Lin 0607.01

The morgue was quiet - too quiet, if you asked Lily, but then it was supposed to be quiet. It was a morgue, after all, and it was after hours.

Usually, the quiet didn't bother her. She liked staying late, after most everyone had left for the night. It gave her time to sort things out. But tonight, as she went through the backlog of paperwork, she found herself flinching over the slightest things. She kept telling herself there was nothing to be afraid of...the doors were locked, and there were others in the building.

But it didn't seem to make a difference; a creak here, a tap there, and when Jordan burst into her office, she nearly shrieked from fright. "You scared me half to death," she cried out, as the door slammed shut.

"Sorry, Lily, didn't mean to," she said, as she plopped down in the chair. "You almost done here?"

"Does it *look* like I'm almost done?" Lily asked sarcastically, as she gestured to the pile of files on her desk.

"Well, no," Jordan had to admit, then added with a wink, "I could help you clear that desk off..."

Lily shook her head, interrupting Jordan by saying, "No way. I *know* how you'd go about 'clearing the desk off', and then I'd be in worse shape with all this stuff."

"Yeah," Jordan agreed, stood, leaned down and placed her hands on Lily's shoulders, as she planted a kiss on her forehead, adding, "But my way would be a hell of a lot more..." and the lights went out. Lily yelped at the sudden darkness, as Jordan whispered, "...fun."

"What happened?" Lily asked, although she rally didn't expect an answer.

Jordan could feel her trembling, and tried to comfort her, "I don't know. Perhaps the storm outside took down a power line, or something. Anyway, the generator should kick in any second now."

But it didn't, and as the seconds ticked by, Lily got more and more fearful. Jordan knelt down on the floor beside Lily, holding her close. When a crash sounded somewhere down the hall, Lily let out a small yelp, which Jordan silenced with a kiss then whispered against her lips, "Come on, sweety," and pulled her down beside her.

They crawled under the desk, lips locked together trying to keep the screams from escaping, as more sounds were heard in the distance. By now, even Jordan was a frightened, since she and Lily were the only living souls in the morgue at the moment...at least, the only ones who were supposed to be there.

She was frightened, and fear seemed to make her horny. She found herself trying to devour Lily's mouth, and Lily wasn't complaining in the least. Hands groping, she unbuttoned Lily's blouse. Lily slipped her own hands beneath Jordan's tank top, and then Lily shifted her knee firmly against Jordan's groin, making her moan.

"Jordan? Lily? Are you all right?" came a familiar voice, as a flashlight beam cut across the room.

The two women froze in mid-grope, then hastily straighten themselves up before climbing out from under the desk. "Yeah, we're OK, Nige," Jordan said, standing, extending a hand down to Lily. "I didn't know you were still here?"

"I wasn't. Forgot something, and came back to get it," he said, adding, "lights went out just as I got in the door. Took me bloody forever to find a torch, then I heard a moan..." and it was then that Lily's state of dress registered - she had re-buttoned her blouse, but the buttons weren't done up quite right.

"Yeah, about that," Jordan started, but was cut off by Nigel.

"Hey...none of my business. Aare you two planning on staying the night, or would you like an escort to your cars?"

Jordan and Lily looked at one another, and smiled...the paperwork would have to wait, now. "An escort is just what we need," Lily said, then looked at Jordan, adding, "can you give me a lift...my car..."

"Of course," Jordan agreed...after all, there was no way she was going to let things end like this. They had a lot of unfinished business to take care of...as soon as possible. "Come on, let's get out of here."

And as Nigel walked away from her SUV, Lily's hand slipped up Jordan's thigh, as she asked, "Your place or mine?"

"What's wrong with right here?" and within seconds, they were back in the state they had been in when Nigel 'rescued' them.