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PAIRING: Lindsay/Cindy DISCLAIMER: Characters, not mine. Story, mine. “Do you see now why you should respect the barricades?” Lindsay asked, dabbing ointment across the two-inch wound with a cotton swab. Cindy winced, more from Lindsay’s tone of voice than the physical pain. “You’re mad, aren’t you?” “Yes. I’m mad. Believe it or not, I don’t…

PAIRING: Lindsay/Cindy DISCLAIMER: Characters, not mine. Story, mine. The guards assigned to Jill and Claire were on loan to the search for Cindy. Lindsay had insistently volunteered her own detail as well, for more than one reason, but, regardless of her reminder to Tom, with a barely suppressed shudder, that the threat to her was…

(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…

(12/25 – Cindy’s POV) Christmas morning was so quiet that Cindy thought, once again, she might be waking to an empty apartment. At the very least, she expected to be alone in the living room. But Lindsay was right there, leaning against the back of the sofa, gazing out the window. Cindy could barely see…