Mindgames, conclusion

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As Claire unlocked the door and let herself back inside the apartment, she was immediately leapt upon by her smaller, blonde lover. Clem's mouth met hers while her slender arms snaked around the cybernetic woman's neck and pulled her tight into a warm embrace. Metallic hands cupped her soft, milky thighs as she held her upright. The former librarian was wearing only a white shirt, presumably in the process of dressing when Claire returned home. Claire held her close to her body and closed her eyes as Clem doused her cheeks with another round of tender kisses.


"Thank God you're alright my love! I was so worried! I had visions after I came out of the haze that monster had me in, visions of you battling that Soviet woman and the Warlord...and Claire...I am so sorry. All those terrible, horrible things I said to you..."


Claire DeLattre smiled into her face and coaxed her hands across her back gently. "Clem there isn't anything to aoplogize for. We were both under the power of the Warlord. Neither one of us knew what we were saying or doing."


Clemence hopped back down to the carpeted floor, her bare feet scrunching up the soft fibers between her toes. "Part of that is true....but the Warlord only took what was already there and turned it against us. I have been jealous of Olga and what she still means to you. The both of you shared something and at times I feel like a replacement for that only. I'm embarassed...and ashamed that my feelings and darkest private thoughts were used as a weapon."


The cyborg known as Grendel nodded and let out a sigh. "I know what you mean and you are correct. I almost killed a person I care very much about twice now, both times at the command of another. This time though I said things to her...things I can't take back either. It might have been the Warlord pulling the strings but part of me has harbored anger and frustration at Olga. Betrayal..."

"But you are anything but a surrogate lover Clem," Claire continued, "you are the woman that I love. Olga has moved on and I have moved on and we managed to find true happiness with another. What happened between she and I was not to be chère. What we both have is real and I love you more than life itself."


"Is it over then Claire, with the Voyevoda?"


Grendel nodded a second time. "It's over. The Warlord is down. It took everything I had but I managed to overwhelm her. Olga assured me she would make sure that her friend Angie in the Angel Falls special crimes division understands just how dangerous this woman is and who she really is. It will be a difficult story for anyone to believe. I thought it best to duck out before they arrived, given my past history with the gendarmerie."


After she managed to stablize the Warlord so she wouldn't die on them, while they were waiting for the police, Claire had had a chance to talk privately with her former lover and oldest friend. It was a bittersweet meeting, but one the two of them had put off for far too long. Olga had told her how proud she was of Claire and all that she had overcome these past few years and Claire told her how happy she was that she had found a bright shining love in Walkiria. They had hugged tearfully and promised to keep better in touch. Before she had made good her exit though, Olga told her that she was also happy that Claire had found someone to love and that she should once again speak to the Guardians about membership, offering to put in a word for her and Walkiria if necessary.


"Olga still thinks, despite my past, that I would make a great addition to the Guardians." Claire said quietly.


Clem took her firmly by the arms and smiled up at her. "Absolutely, she is right! Polygirl told you the exact same thing as she was fixing you up and pulling out all that crap Ilsa left in you! Today you overcame and defeated one fo the most dangerous metahumans in Angel Falls, perhaps even the world, and you did it all on your own. You threw off her mind control and beat her at her own game! Please, come with me and we can speak to General Bardak or Mindy! Let me help you become part of something bigger, where you can do some real good and save lives without having to flee from the police. No-one will hold your past against you my love, I promise."


Grendel paced the room for a moment in thought before walking over to Clem and kissing her gently on the top of her head.


"I think you are right. I've been putting this off for far, far too long. Perhaps now I am finally ready."


Clemence smiled wide and locked her in a tight embrace.


End.

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So what do you think? Should Grendel join up with the Guardians?

The image was provided by my good friend Nathan, of whom I am always grateful for his assistance!

Soviet Superwoman, Warlord as well as the writing, all belong to me.

Grendel and Clemence are both creations between myself and Nathan.

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