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Wherever I Belong...; Metallica AU with a twist... James/OFC, Kirk/OFC
Topic Started: January 24, 2010, 3:50 pm (46,564 Views)
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That was HOT!!!!! :drool :drool :drool :drool :drool
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Sorry for a long wait!
Astronomy took all my time...
Love you all!
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More.










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(Alex's POV)



I was standing with the wet pages in my hands, barely holding back my tears. This didn't just happen... it's all ruined... all of it... months of work... I'll never catch up now, doesn't matter now many nights I stay awake, or how many shows I miss... It will take forever... and no one can read it now... no chance of just giving it to be retyped... I have to start from scratch!

“I'm sorry...” Evelyn stood up in front of me, handing me few wet papers she picked up from the floor.

“Oh shit... Alex, oh my God! Just don't cry, okay... we'll fix it... I'll help, shit...” Meg straightened up with coffee stained pages in her hands.

“I didn't see you... I'm sorry...” Evelyn grabbed wet papers from my hands and put them on the table, trying to straighten them up.

“No don't!” With a bleeding heart I saw them rip under her hands.

“Oh, no... I'm really sorry...” She stepped back.

“It's okay... I should've watched where I was going.” All ruined... Oh Gods...

“Run along now, Evelyn, we got this, you already did all you could, so run along.” Meg glared at the blonde until she stepped back and walk to the other side of the break room.

“Hey!” James walked in and his face turned angry at the sight of tears in my eyes. “Alex, are you okay? What the fuck happened?” He looked at the mess on the floor and back at me.

“Accident... now it's all... I have to... retype it all...” I couldn't hold my tears any longer.

“Oh no...”

“What the fock?” Lars barged in and stopped at the edge of the puddle.

“Train Evelyn ran over Alex with a coffee pot.” Meg stated with a 'I just know she did it on purpose!' look. I glanced at Evelyn, who now was wiping the floor with paper towels. She looked at James with a guilty face.

“It was just an accident. I was walking and reading... pure accident.” I looked back at Meg and she smirked 'yeah, right'.

“It's not her fault, I wasn't looking where I was going...” I continued, turning James' attention back from the worried blonde.

“I guess she wasn't looking either... too busy staring at the coffee.” Meg hissed.

“Meg, stop that. Really, it's my fault.” I caught a 'thank you' smile from Evelyn as she stood up.

“I'm really sorry... I should've watched too, but the coffee pot was heavy and full...”

“It's a miracle no one got burned.” Meg smirked.

“Thank God! Baby, it's okay... we'll figure out something... don't cry...” James hugged me, wiping a tear off my cheek.

“We just did, my brother had a few helpful suggestions. It would've work great, now... it's a set back. I wish I knew how to type faster, but with my two finger technique, it'll take forever.” Meg sighed.

“Can you just focking dry it up and hire some one to retype it?” Lars looked at the pile of wet papers.

“No... it's stained and ripped... I'll just... I'll just do it again...” I freed myself from James' hug and swiped the ruined pages into a waste basket.

As they dropped down, my heart dropped with them. What was I thinking, taking a job like that, when I'm away from home? Oh Gods... I can't back out on the contract, and James will be hurt if I leave the tour... I looked at him and he shook his head, reading my mind.

“We'll figure out a way... I promise.” He squeezed my hand with a plea in his eyes.

“What's all the fuss about?” Alie, the wardrobe mom, as boys called her, stepped from behind James and looked down.

“Alex's work is ruined... everything she typed so far is gone.” Meg sighed.

“You still have the original writing, right?” Alie glanced at the waste basket.

“I do... I'll just start all over...” I finally stopped crying. I can do it, I just have to work harder.

“All you need is the typing? It's not a big deal, certainly not the end of the world, how many pages?”

“Fifty six... front and back...”

“I can type that in 3-4 days, depends how much time I'll have.”

“Wow! Alie that would be great!” James face lit up, but I lowered my head.

“The way I write... it's all... I'm the only one who can read it...” I sighed and looked back at Alie's smiling face.

“Not a problem. You can read it to me and I'll type. I was a secretary once, I can type as fast as you talk.”



“But you have a job to do... I mean... it's extra work...” I couldn't believing how my luck just turned.

“With extra pay. Alie, ask any price, I'll pay it.” James interrupted my mumble.

“Then it's a benefit to both sides. Alex, just do it the way my ex-boss used to, dictate it on tape and I'll type it up. That way we both can do it at our free time, and everyone will be happy.”

“Alie, you're a life savior! I don't know how to thank you for this...”

“No problem, plus I like to read a good book, what's this one about?”

“It's a space adventure.”

“Good, I like adventures. So, get the tape ready and I'll start working.” Alie smiled and right behind her I saw a blue-eyed evil glare. She did do it on purpose!

“Thank God... for a second there I thought you'd say you'd go home...” James turned me to him and I wrapped my arms around his waist.

“I promised to be with you through the whole tour, and I never go back on my promises, no matter what.” I said a bit louder than needed. You got it bitch? You're not going to get rid of me that easily, I have my eye on you from now on.



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:angry Evelyn! that fucking bitch! I can tell she won't stop until she gets them in real trouble. :angry

Great update! :horns2
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That was low, Evelyn. If your desire is to get rid of Alex, do something decent, don't just "accidentally" pour coffee over her work.

“I didn't see you... I'm sorry...” yeah, right! Like anyone would believe that.

Luckily a savior appeared! They should have thought of that earlier, a skilled typist is the perfect way to get the translation well done and quickly.

«“I promised to be with you through the whole tour, and I never go back on my promises, no matter what.” I said a bit louder than needed. You got it bitch? You're not going to get rid of me that easily, I have my eye on you from now on.» Hah! Whore, you reap what you sow!
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Aw, poor Alex... all that hard work... :( I'm willing to believe Evelyn didn't do it on purpose, but I'm not so sure. :bat
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@ Alma. Well, the bitch is a bitch... what can you do? I need her though...hehehe
@ Julia. :lol: You sound just like Meg!!! Love you!
@ Lori. Do not believe in lying bitch's excuses... I never did.

Thanks girls! Sorry again I neglected this fic for a while, but I'm getting back into it!
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Saint Allie! :angel

And Evelyn thought she could separate Alex and James as well, so easy.... :biggrin

No, no girl. You would have to do a lot worse! Will she do? :blink:

Thanks for the update Olya!! :heart:
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OK, while I'm still way too sad to comment on Astronomy, I'll say that this update was a little ray of light!
So, Evelyn decided to play foul. Well, well.... Time for Alex to bare her teeth (and learn fast typing lol)

I like your use of good old cliches in this fic - the bad girl, the good girl and the good girl's accidental helpers. It is fun and refreshing and exciting to read. I almost feel like touring with them.

And I especially like James' "manly" moments like "name the price"... Let's just hope he can keep his other "manly" qualities in his pants even when tempted...

Now, where's our sweet Kirk, I kind of miss him :biggrin
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@ Lenne. She probably will... :biggrin
@ Bo. I'M SOOOORRRYYY!!!! I didn't mean to make you sad.
And... some times it's soo hard to keep it in... temptations... temptations...
LOL you missed Kirk? Okay, I have to pull his sweet ass back into the action, then. :biggrin

Love you girls!
Thanks for reading!

Here is a bit more.








XXXXI.


(Meg's POV)



We walked out from the store and my eyes stopped at the small cafe on the other side of the road, my stomach immediately answered with a loud growl. Oh... right, no breakfast. We left in a hurry, while the guys were still asleep, Alex insisted that she had to be the one buying the recorder. She just couldn't let James pay for it, can't say I fully understood her pride, but she was always like that, she hated when she owed anything to anyone. My stomach growled again as we crossed the road and my feet turned themselves, closing to the smell of food.

“How about some breakfast?” My eyes slid on the pastry goodies in the window showcase.

“But we need to come back before the guys wake up...” Alex's eyes joined mine.

“Please, like you've ever seen either of them up before noon, it's only ten now, we have plenty of time. Plus, when was last time it was only the two of us out?”

“You're right, breakfast it is!”

We made ourselves comfortable at the table outside, and Alex breathed out with ease, pulling the voice recorder out of her bag. I couldn't help but smile.

“I can't believe how everything turned out. I mean, that bitch is probably biting her elbows right now. Her evil plan back fired and worked out in our benefit! Maybe we should thank her.” I smirked.

“I know! If she wouldn't have spilled that coffee, we would've never found out that Alie can type. Now all I have to do is read into this and that's all, at least for the parts I've done. I can't believe I tried to protect Evelyn, thinking you're just mean to her.. until I saw her evil glare. How did you know she did it on purpose?” Alex took a cup from the waiter and took a long sip.

“Well, one bitch can see the other a mile away. Your problem is that you're too nice and think people are nice. Me, I grew up in the snake pit called Hollywood, I saw that 'smile-smile-knife to the back-die bitch, die' thing every day. I know what people capable of doing to get their way, or to get what they want. Not all of them, there's a few aliens like you, thank God.” I opened my cup and emptied a few sugar pockets into it. The sweeter the better.

“You're not like that either, you would never sink to that level!”

“I would never act this way, no. But I would think of ways to get what I want... not a sneaky-smile-coffee-spilling way, but I would have a few low thoughts floating in my head, and I'll have a few violent ones too.” I closed the cup and played my eyebrows at my friend.

“You can't count thoughts, what's important is you would never do anything like that. All I know is some day, somewhere, we'll all pay for our deeds. Sometimes payback is immediate, like yesterday. Her dirty deed turned into my advantage.” Alex put her recorder back into the bag and reclined with the coffee cup in her hand.

“Yep, karma is a bitch, plus it all just proved my motto once again. Everything happens for a reason, good or bad, there's a plan for every little thing.” I salivated at the sight of a croissant on the plate that waiter placed in front of me and was about to sink my teeth into the heavenly softness when Alex lowered her coffee cup, looking at me.

“Who's plan?”

“I don't know, the universe... something eternally wise, a higher power, God, or whatever you believe in. Some powerful entity.”

“Well, I don't know about the bad part... I can't see a reason for pain and suffering, for childrens' deaths... seems like a very cruel entity to me...”

“We just can't see the bigger picture, the whole plan. We're too busy feeling sad, but later, we realize there's something good coming out of it.” I pulled my plate closer. Oh... it looks soo good...

“I'm not convinced, care to elaborate?” Alex smiled at me and I sighed, glancing at the fresh goodies on the plate. Fuck... why did I start all this, Alex knows I can't eat and talk, she so does this on purpose! Oh you little...

“Well, take us as an example. Your mother died when you and your brother were born, thus, leaving you both in the hands of a military bound father, who couldn't take you with him all the time. But luckily, you had loving grand parents.”

“I don't see where you're going with that, but continue.” Alex sipped on her coffee with a wicked smile, watching me swallow. Ooooh you!!! I'm so hungry, I can't think straight... okay, where was I? Oh...yeah, us.

“My parents divorced and I couldn't stand the atmosphere of Hollywood, where my mother and my siblings thrived, thus, also ending up in my grandparents' house, which was just few miles away from yours. We were both the same age, we both went to the same school.”

“So the grand plan was for us to find each other and become best friends?”

“That, and there's more to it. Can you imagine if we didn't meet? I would've died in that cave that I got stuck in if you weren't with me when we were eleven. And you would've probably ended up dating that Roy guy if I didn't talk you out of it, thus we wouldn't be here, in London, right now, with awesome boyfriends, eating, or attempting to eat, these heavenly fresh baked goodies.” My eyes returned to the plate.

“So, the master plan was to...”

“To shut up and eat! I can't think clearly right now, all my brain cells drowned in drool! I'll explain it better later.” My teeth sunk into soft pastry and I moaned outloud.

“Ohhh... this is soooo good!”

“I didn't know you were such a material girl! All that to just place us in this cafe and let you stuff your face?” Alex giggled, taking a bite out of her croissant, her eyes rolled and she moaned.

“Oh... Gods! I take it all back... it's amazingly good!”




(Alex's POV)



Meg put more sugar in her refilled cup and eased into the chair with a satisfied smile.

“Anyway, as I was saying, everything happens for a reason and there's signs everywhere, we're just too busy with our lives to read them properly or to understand the meaning of them. Every person we come in contact with leaves a mark on us. I'm not talking about random people who walk by, I'm talking about the ones who change our lives one way or another. Or the ones who connect us to something or someone in the future, like markers, you know. Like when we met Cliff, we didn't know at that moment that our would-be boyfriends were right there that day, with him! That summer in eighty-six, remember, when we celebrated our freedom from classes? Can you imagine if we met them back then? But, we didn't, 'cuz it was the wrong time. I was dating that piece of shit Drake and you probably wouldn't even look at James that evening, you were so upset... it was like it wasn't you, you know... whatever that guy at the bar told you, it changed you. You never told me what he said, you just... changed. It was you and not you... ”

Meg's words woke up my memory of that evening. You have no idea how right you are my friend... and I'm guilty of keeping this big secret from you for so long... Oblivious to my thoughts, Meg picked crumbs off her plate and continued.

“I mean of course it was you, but somehow, you just... I don't know, changed, and I tried to ask you what happened, but you just closed up. I mean, sure we went on that trip to Europe and everything seemed to be okay later, but... I don't know how to explain it... even pictures I took of you that summer were like a different person... somehow deeper, wiser... but lost. And after we came back, it was like you were chasing something... trying to find something... like you were challenging death itself... and then, you met James. He was at the right place at the right moment to pull you out of that creep's hands and out of your depression... See how the universe works? The right time and a plan for everything. And I'm still hoping that one day, you'll tell me what happened... when the time is right...”

“I'm sorry I hid it from you... I just... I was afraid to tell anyone what really happened...” I sighed and lowered my head. Meg's hand landed on mine.

“Alexia, whatever it is... you can tell me. He didn't tell you how and when we're going to die, did he? I mean, that would be the only thing I don't want to know... but if you know it... I hate for you to carry that burden alone and--” Meg scanned my face and I sighed again.

“No, it's nothing like that...”

“Oh thank God! I'm not pressing... tell me only if you're ready.”

“I should've done it a long time ago... I was just... it's big and complicated and I didn't know what to think of it back then, but now... I believe it's the right time to tell you, right here, right now.”



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Yay, it's up!

This is one of my favourite chapters so far. It's very natural, just two friends going out to purchase a recorder, since Alex doesn't like taking advantage of other people's generosity. That's an excellent personality trait, she could be the cliché rock star girlfriend, sucking out all of his money.

Then you added a deep, philosophical conversation, a confrontation of two different types of person, the aware pessimist and the joyful optimist. “Well, one bitch can see the other a mile away. Your problem is that you're too nice and think people are nice. Me, I grew up in the snake pit called Hollywood, I saw that 'smile-smile-knife to the back-die bitch, die' thing every day. I know what people capable of doing to get their way, or to get what they want. Not all of them, there's a few aliens like you, thank God.” I opened my cup and emptied a few sugar pockets into it. The sweeter the better. These words are simply brilliant! Perfect mirror of human reality.

And of course there's a little bit of comedy, with Meg craving her croissant and being stuck with Alex's questions.

Loved it, you know that, More please :heart:
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LOL I bet Meg had great training in Hollywood! :ugh: I wonder how she'll react about Alex's story. Indeed alex was too good defending The Bitch ™. I insist she should have got rid of her on time, even if it backfired at her, what a bother having to be watching your back all the time.

Great chapter. :horns2
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So nice, seeing these two friends sitting and enjoying each other's company. :D And I'm glad Alex found some help. :)
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Great chapter! :horns:

And was time for Alex to open up herself fully with Meg. :)

True friends, understand when something is really important to us... :heart:

Thanks Olya!! I loved!! :huggie:
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Thanks girls!
Love you all!
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Here is more, working on the continue.









(Alex's POV continue)



Meg listened to my long and detailed story, interrupting me with questions, gasps, laughs, and a few head nods. I started at the beginning, when we met for the first time and became friends. When I got to the part of meeting Kirk, she almost melted, and as I described the way he looked, I saw her eyes turning bleary. Knowing my friend, I knew that she was imagining him in those leather pants, with a sword at his side and possibly on the horse. With a smile, I let my friend savor his image.

“Oh... my.. God... Alex, that would've been a sight to die for... I mean, sword and all... he's hair floating in the wind, when he rides a horse... that smile... and did I mentioned the sword? Oh, yeah... baby... Okay, I'm done drooling, please continue.”

The gates in my mind opened and the story flowed out of me, it was like I was reliving all those days and years of my other life with my best friend. At the beginning I still questioned my decision to open up to her, but as I continued, I felt the mountain of a heavy burden slowly lifting off my shoulders. When I finished, I knew it was the right decision, the right time, the right everything.

“Oh... my... God... I can't believe you dealt with this alone, it must've been terrible! I would've helped you through it! But seriously... this is soo wicked! I mean... wow... and Kirk and James same as here.. now... just wow...” Meg was looking at me with wide opened eyes.

“I was afraid you wouldn't believe me... think I'm crazy... I... I did leave one part out... when I was... transported here the first time and we met... and talked... you didn't believe me... you said it was all in my head, like a dream, too much studying history got into my head. That's why, when time took me back to that bar, I decided not to tell you...” I lowered my eyes and a small barely there wave of doubt rose up in me. Did she truly believe me now?

“Back then... I honestly don't know how I would take it, but now... I mean... Alex, this is so big... I mean... really... wow... Oh my God! Gods... is that where that word came from? Oh, wow... I mean, it's just... mother of holy fuck!” Meg was looking at me with an astonished expression. Okay... I think it's finally sunk into her mind... and now... no way back...

“You don't think I'm a psycho?” I looked up at her, reading the answer in her eyes.

“What? Fuck no! All this just proves my belief, that we live multiple lives, reborn or reincarnated! How else would you explain that some people you meet repulse you almost immediately even if you've never seen them before, you just feel it, they are enemies, and others pull you like a magnet, make you feel like you've known them for ages!”

“We did hit it off from the first day we met... in both times...” I smiled with relief and Meg turned serious.

“It means that time surrounds us, that the past and future are just an invisible barrier away from each other... time travel is possible and paradox is a real thing, but time protects itself from it... making a loop... a small loop, until it rewinds itself and sets everything straight... and the events that happened in the loop get erased... but time travel is possible nevertheless.” She looked at me with amazement.

“I guess I'm living, breathing proof of that...”

“What if that guy did hypnotized you and awakened the memory of your past life? No... that wouldn't explain the bracelets, scar, and pendant.. not to mention that other thing... so your body from the past traveled through the barrier here in this time and the other you took your place there... and got killed instead of you... you had no place in the past and you had to come here... since here is where you were alive... and the minds got smashed into one body somehow... fuck... okay, now I made my head hurt.” She rubbed her forehead.

“Trust me, I tried to explain it, it almost made me crazy... so I just accepted it, it's easier that way.”

“All I know is that we have to keep it a secret, if a word ever gets out, you will be locked up in some secret medical facility for tests. You didn't tell anyone did you?”

“I did... I told James, right before the tour started.” I lowered my eyes again with guilt for the fact that I chose to trust him before I trusted my best friend.

“What did he said?”

“I don't think it completely sunk in... he was shocked for a second, just like you are, and then... he just joked about my age and that he's...” I smiled remembering his reaction.

“Let me guess, since he's a guy, he probably said something about sleeping with royalty.” Meg smirked.

“His exact words were, 'I'm fucking a princess'.” I snorted back.

“Yep, typical guy thing to say. But seriously... I'm having breakfast with a real princess... wicked...” Meg's eyes widened again and she looked at me as if she saw me for the first time in her life. I reached to her hand, squeezing it.

“Meg, it's me, just me... in part I'm the same me you knew all those years, it's just... like it's two of me... fuck... now my head hurts too.” I rubbed my forehead, feeling a small pin of a migraine hitting my temple.

“Okay, let's stop talking about it. We'll just accept it as it is, the best plan God, or whoever it is up there, ever came up with. I'm sure there's a reason for it to happen this way. I mean, there has to be...” The waiter came over, refilling our cups and we quieted down, waiting for him to leave. As soon as he stepped back into the cafe I continued.

“Well, I think I know... I was in love with James, before I met him here... if that would've not happened, I would've never went out with him in this life. You know how I felt about all rockstars. So...” I made a gesture, waving my arm in the air, and Meg caught up, finishing my thoughts.

“So, the plan was to bring you two together in this life, making you relive your past life in a loop, so that history wouldn't change, and then connecting everything in him, so you went against your repulsion!”

“We're meant to be together. So are you and Kirk.” I smiled.

“And all that takes us back to the my original point. We're meant to be sitting right here right now, in this cafe, all the events, some absolutely wicked, brought us here at this point. See, I told you so!” Meg smiled with a victorious grin.

“I don't think this is the highlight of all prior events... I mean, it's just a cafe on the side of the road... not much meaning to this.”

“That because we can't see or read the signs around us! There has to be something here... something important... something that brought us here at this moment... let's see, the name of this cafe is...” She looked back at the sign reading it out loud. “Sacred Cafe. We need to remember this name... maybe one day we'll get it.. or remember the name of the street... where the hell is it?” She turned on her seat, looking around. “We crossed Carnaby street and now we on... Ganton... anything sounds familiar to you?”

“Meg, we need to go back to the hotel, we have no time to look for signs right now, it's noon already.”

“Really? Okay, let me pay and we'll go, don't want to make this nice cafe a sign of our first fight with our guys for leaving without telling them.”



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This was interesting, very natural.

I wonder how would I react if a friend told me she time-traveled! Meg took it well, and with a bit of her characteristic humor. "Knowing my friend, I knew that she was imagining him in those leather pants, with a sword at his side and possibly on the horse" ....I haven't got over the entrance of James in this fiction. "His covers were pulled aside, he was wearing only leather pants. Long blond wavy hair spread over the black fur. His strong naked chest rose with every breath, one arm was thrown to the side and hung off the bed, while the other was resting on the pillow". DAAAAAAAAYUM.

Anyway, so awesome when they started to have a little discussion based on Alex's story, and Meg gathering evidence/signs around. Sounds like a video game!

More please :heart:
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