Removed Fic

TITLE: Extreme Sensitivity… as a never-ending state of being. (24/?) PAIRING: Lindsay/Cindy DISCLAIMER: Women’s Murder Club does not belong to me. The characters do not belong to me. They are the property of James Patterson, 20th Century Fox Television and ABC. (Well, not anymore. Jackasses.) I have no problems with that as long as I…

PAIRING: Lindsay/Cindy DISCLAIMER: Characters, not mine. Story, mine. “Have you read Like Water for Chocolate?” “I don’t think so,” Lindsay answered breathlessly, though she was in no condition to guarantee the accuracy of any memory at the moment. One hand reached out for the cool floor, hoping to bring her body temperature down an iota. The…

(Lindsay’s POV) At ten o’clock, Lindsay called Cindy to tell her she would be very late coming home. At three-thirty in the morning, Lindsay realized that her late night had officially become an all-nighter. At around six, Lindsay decided that she had every right to bathe in her own bathroom despite the fact that there…

(December 24th, Cindy’s POV) Cindy didn’t know quite what to do with herself. From day one, she’d been busy with the chores and then the article, both courtesy of Lindsay. Now, she was done with those things, and there was nothing to preoccupy her enough to keep her from getting up every ten minutes, tiptoeing…