Evolution, Part V: Hanging By a Moment

By Aeris



Hanging By A Moment

By Life House



Desperate for changing

Starving for truth

I'm closer to where I started

I'm chasing after you

I'm falling even more in love with you

Letting go of all I've held onto

I'm standing here until you make me move

I'm hanging by a moment here with you



Forgetting all I'm lacking

Completely incomplete

I'll take your invitation

You take all of me



Now I'm falling even more in love with you

Letting go of all I've held onto

I'm standing here until you make me move

I'm hanging by a moment here with you

I'm living for the only thing I know

I'm running and I'm not quite sure where to go

And I don't know what I'm diving into

Just hanging by a moment here with you



There's nothing else to lose

There's nothing else to find

There's nothing in the world

That could change my mind

There is nothing else

There is nothing else

There is nothing else



Desperate for changing

Starving for truth

I'm closer to where I started

I'm chasing after you

I'm falling even more in love with you

Letting go of all I've held onto

I'm standing here until you make me move

I'm hanging by a moment here with you



I'm living for the only thing I know

I'm running and I'm not quite sure where to go

And I don't know what I'm diving into

Just hanging by a moment here with you

Just hanging by a moment

Hanging by a moment

Hanging by a moment

Hanging by a moment here with you



"Maybe you should stay home tonight." She cleared her throat awkwardly at the half glare Kerry threw at her before entering her bathroom. "Your back," she supplied quickly. "You should be resting with your back like that."



"My back is fine. Besides, I spent all day 'resting'."



Kim pursued her lips tightly together. She didn't like this, not one bit, and Jaime... She glared over at the young girl reclining on Kerry's bed, flipping through a magazine. She just knew that little fiend was up to something. Something that was ending up with 'her' lover with...with...that desk clerk.



She snapped back around to the closed bathroom door, willing her eyes to see through the thick wood. Kerry was in there, getting ready for 'her'. "I just don't want you to overdo it," she called, casting a suspicious look at Jaime as the young girl began to cough.



"I won't," came the reply. "Besides, I've been looking forward to this concert for a month."



Kim gasped softly at the figure that appeared in the bathroom door. Her eyes seemed to take on a life of their own, roaming over the familiar body. She grabbed the post at the foot of the bed, trying to steady her suddenly weak knees.



She'd never seen her Kerry dressed like that before. The thin, dark emerald silk seemed to cling to her body in all the right places, flowing all the way down to her ankles. The spaghetti string straps seemed to be barely holding it up. The cleavage seemed to plunge forever, and the slit on the side...



'My Kerry...'



Jaime let out a wolf whistle that cut right through the lusty haze of her mind. "Wowza, Randi is going to pass out."



'Randi... She's dressed like that for...RANdi.'



Her mind screeched to a halt. There was no way in hell she was going to let her out of here with...RAN-di, dressed like that. The hated name took on more of a sarcastic lilt in her head each time it came up.



Okay, calm down. She could do this, she just had to remain calm, be subtle. "You're going out like...that?"



She swallowed at the deathly calm, silent gaze that met her. "Yes, 'mom'," Kerry replied, deadpan. "And don't wait up."



'uh oh...'



"Has anyone ever told you that you have an uncanny knack for getting yourself into trouble?" said the trickster devil child from the doorway.



Kim groaned softly. That was an understatement. She honestly meant to be cool about the whole thing, maybe use her psychiatry degree for a good cause. Instead she'd opened her mouth and gotten herself on the wrong side of one Dr. Kerry Weaver, ER Chief extraordinaire and once potential love of her life.



She just didn't know what was wrong with her. She'd always had a smooth charming persona that melted women, but ever since she'd broken up with Kerry, she'd found herself on the opposite side of the fence. No matter what she did she just couldn't stop her mouth from saying the first thing that came to mind.



Jaime's teasing statement became serious as she sat next to her. "You really love her, huh?"



"I've never felt like this before. It's...unnerving."



"Have you ever told her that?"



Kim grimaced slightly. Jaime already knew the answer to that question, just like she did. She was great when it came to every other emotion. She was even better at expressing herself through physical intimacy. But when it came to actually saying those three words...



"Maybe you should."



"Maybe."



They lapsed into silence, but Kim felt the girl snuggle against her side. It was a gesture of simple familiarity, between family. She put her arm gratefully around Jaime's shoulders and they watched TV together.



Kerry glanced shyly at her 'date', who was caught up in the music. Even after years of working near each other, the dark-haired woman was a puzzle to her. She'd seen different sides to the younger woman in the ER, but until recently she'd never seen the charming woman.



Randi had been suave all night, allowing her to see the intelligent, beautiful, almost bashful woman underneath the brashness. The hardbitten, tough-talking cynic from the ER desk had been left at home tonight, and the Randi who sat beside her was practically sparkling with wit and good humor.



"You know, I'm surprised you went along with this, Kerry," Randi said later, as they stopped for a drink at a nearby club. "You don't normally go in for deceptions as a general rule."



"Since when?" Kerry replied.



"Well, you don't tolerate any dishonesty at work..."



"Not on a professional level, no. But I've had my share of friendly mischief, when the cause was right. You remember the beet soup?"



Randi blinked. "Don't think so. What was...?"



"Back when Conni was pregnant, and couldn't wait to deliver, the ER staff tricked her into going to Magoo's for beet soup, telling her it induced labor. But it was just a ruse to sucker her into a surprise baby shower."



"Oh yeah, right."



"Whose idea do you think that was?"



Randi looked at Kerry, her eyes and her smile widening at once. "Oh, you evil woman!"



Kerry had to laugh along with her. She had to admit, she hadn't had this much fun out with a friend since that Thanksgiving dinner with Kim...



Then she remembered how that had turned out, and it put a whole new light on things.



"Um, you didn't mention this to anyone at work, did you?" she asked abruptly. "That you and I were having dinner together?"



Randi's face took on a guilty look. "Was I not supposed to...?"



Kerry suddenly paled...



"Gotcha, Kerry! No, course not. I know how inappropriate that would look, the ER Chief on a date with a member of her support staff. Nobody knows about this but Kim and Jaime and us."



Kerry sighed with relief. "Thank you. That would be entirely inappropriate, of course."



"Right." Randi smiled at her, the loveliness of her face keenly apparent.



Her voice caught. "I mean, it's one thing for us to make Kim jealous, but of course we couldn't really..."



Randi patted her hand. "No, of course not."



When their hands touched, their fingers molded together perfectly, setting her skin on fire.



Sighing at the conflicting feelings inside her mind, she slowly brushed her thumb over Randi's hand, taking pleasure in the sharp intake of breath that came from her. She had plainly seen the effect she seemed to be having on her.



She felt Randi shift, leaning against her shoulder, and moved to accommodate her. Letting go of her hand, she draped her arm over the back of her chair. The next song began as she leaned closer.



"Of course...as long as we're here, no reason we shouldn't enjoy ourselves," Randi said. "May I have this dance?"



Kerry stiffened for the barest of instants, taken by surprise. Her eyes flickered over the dance floor at the other couples, all male-female. Randi had chosen the nightclub, one she was unfamiliar with, so the likelihood of running into anyone she knew was low. But still, dancing with a woman in public...not even her former lover Kim, but with Randi, a subordinate... And a friend...



Then, casting doubt to the wind, she stood up, still holding Randi's hand.