Title: Of Shrimp and Lobsters
Fandom: Guiding Light & Venice
Characters: Olivia Spencer, Natalia Rivera, Gina Brogno, Ani Martin
Category: Humor, Romance
Rating: R, for use of the f-word.
Word count: 2,087
Summary: Sometimes fate has something in store for you, other than what you planned.
Spoilers/Timeline For the purposes of this fic, assume it takes place some time in early 2011. It's based on speculation about Venice Season 2, but consider anything that comes before 2011 to be fair game, spoiler wise.
Disclaimer: All characters (Olivia Spencer, Natalia Rivera, blah blah etc.) and situations belong to Guiding Light, Telenext, Proctor & Gamble, etc. I'm not them. Same goes for Gina Brogno and Ani Martin, whom I'm borrowing from Venice and Open Book Productions.
Author's Note: I...don't remember how I came up with this idea, but it seemed like a good idea at the time.
I'm not promising anything this time, but probably daily posts! I do have everything all written!
"That was so weird," Olivia said, watching as Ani and Gina walked away after they had finished a leisurely brunch and exchanged contact information and goodbyes.
"Weird, but nice," Natalia agreed. "I liked them."
"Even though they're different?"
"Different doesn't have to be a bad thing," Natalia said with a smile.
"No, it doesn't."
Natalia snorted, turning to face Olivia. "Don't think I didn't see the way that you were looking at us when Ani and I were standing together."
"Like you weren't having the same thoughts," Olivia challenged her. What was that about the best defense, being offense?
"Please, one of you is more than enough for me. You're a handful, Olivia Spencer." Natalia caught the wicked glint in Olivia's eye and held up a finger sharply. "Ah! Don't even say it."
Olivia smirked. "But I'm thinking it and you know it."
Natalia laughed, shaking her head helplessly. "I love you. Never change."
"Can I remind you of that the next time I piss you off?" Olivia asked.
"You can, but don't expect me to like it," Natalia said fondly. She leaned over to kiss Olivia, not needing the physical contact, but wanting it, wanting to be close to Olivia. "They seemed really nice," Natalia said, her words trail off a little as she drifted into her own thoughts. "But seeing them made me appreciate what we have even more, a home, a family, a life together. I'm so glad we got here."
"Me too," Olivia agreed whole-heartedly. "I wouldn't change a thing."
Natalia glanced over at her sharply. "Even..."
"Even that," Olivia said, reaching out to pull Natalia closer, not caring who was watching them. "It brought you back to me, all strong and confident and willing to fight for what you wanted. So, yes, it's worth it to me. You are so worth it."
"You really mean it?" Natalia asked.
"You know I wouldn't have said it if I didn't," Olivia said bluntly.
"Sometimes I'm not sure about that. You love me so much that I'm not sure if you would tell me if I was hurting you."
"Well not this time, Sweetheart," Olivia said, avoiding the question that Natalia hadn't quite asked. "This time I'm telling you the truth."
Natalia pressed her forehead against Olivia's. "Thank you for forgiving me."
"No problem," Olivia said, making it sound so much easier than it had been. She shuddered. "Just please don't ever do it again."
Natalia's arms tightened around her. "Never," she promised. "Never ever."
"Oh God," Gina said, collapsing face first onto the bed. "Was that not the fucking strangest brunch ever?"
Ani sat down on the bed more gently and then sprawled out beside her. "Maybe not ever, but it was up there." She let out a laugh. "It makes the way we got together seem so much more normal - and kind of boring," she added, rolling her head to the side to look over at Gina.
"We have been many things," Gina corrected, wrinkling her nose. "But never boring."
"I guess not," Ani admitted. "It sounded like they've been through a lot together."
Gina fumbled until she found Ani's hand and laced their fingers together. "And we haven't?"
"No," Ani agreed, "But it's different. Their stuff is so huge and ours is just...life."
"Well, I'm glad I didn't have to steal some man's heart to get you to notice me."
"Noticing you was never the problem."
"Oh?" Gina asked, pushing herself up on an elbow.
"Getting you out of my head was always the hard part."
"Tell me you're not trying to anymore," Gina whispered, fear clutching at her heart, even as she struggled not to let it show.
"No, I'm not trying, and it wouldn't really matter. Even if I was, it never seemed to work," Ani said softly, scooting closer to Gina so she could kiss her.
"Is that why you're here? Just because you can't get me out of your head?"
"I'm here," Ani said firmly. "Because I want to be, and because I think you want me to be."
Gina nodded. "I know this trip hasn't worked out the way you wanted it to, but I'm glad I came. I hope you don't regret it."
"If you'd left earlier you might have made it through to Chicago and your meeting."
"Or I might have gotten stuck in the airport waiting for the runway to clear instead of waiting it out in this hotel room with you." Ani smiled, flashing her dimples at Gina. "And there's no question of where I'd rather be."
"Sure about that?"
Ani smiled and bit the corner of her lip, tilting her head toward Gina. "For now."
Gina shifted, rolling on top of Ani. "I can work with that."
"You-" Ani began to protest, but Gina smothered it with a kiss, happy to be exactly where she was and no where else.