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Birthday Scrolls
2001
March
8th
Freya's birthday surprise...
by Chantal
Freya's bday around 10 pm
Freya laid under the covers in her four poster brass bed. Pillows propped behind her
supporting her back. A tray in front of her with lots of goodies.
Freya took a piece of her triple mocha die by chocolate bday cake."This is
ridiculous! But I can't complain really. I had a marvelous birthday. I mean, I'm not out
of the woods yet. That flu medicine really did a number on little old me. DocHerk doesn't
want me to over tired myself. But..but .. but.. " Frey sighed, then took a sip of her
hot tea.
"I mean, unwrapping SHerk. Bow by bow this morning... was... hummm.. a wonderful way
for me to wake up. I'm keeping that little black bow as a souvenir. The big devil, he must
have studied up on knots. That was definitely a new one for him... but i know my knots and
no slippery round hitch will beat me." Freya delicately grabbed a piece of chopped
apples.
"Then I got breakfast in bed. YUMMY! I mean Herk is a great chef and has some
exquisite bedside manners. And the surprise birthday luncheon..." Freya smiled.
"That was a hoot and a half. All my amazon friends having fun, talking, pinching a
few behinds. But that Ares.. man.. that was some poem he recited. Blew up my blood
pressure, that's for sure. Who knew the
God of War wrote erotic poetry in his spare time."
Freya took the tray and set it by her bed and laid back under the covers. "It was
a good birthday. It was.. but I feel it was missing a little zing.. but hey you can't have
a roller coaster ride every time. Sometimes, the merry-go-round is quite nice." Freya
sighed loudly. She then picked up the silver bell sitting on the night table.
"Of course.. my definition of merry-go-round might be a little different than
most..." Frey rang the bell and waited. Not for long.
Her bedroom door opened with a bang. In the doorway stood Sov, in all his naked glory,
wearing nothing but a smile.
"Ready for your ride, Luv? I'll be gentle, you are recovering after all." Sov
growled as he leaped on the bed.
"Sov! Not too gentle. I'm not made of glass you know."Freya giggled.
A while later
Freya, her arms around Sov's waist, rested her head on his furred chest. She sighed.
"Now that's what a call a ride on the merry-go-round..."
"Ready for another one, luv?" Sov wickedly pinched Frey's behind.
*******
Happy birthday sis. Hope you are fully recovered. And many many merry go round rides for
you. Special thanks to Danaan who beta this puppy.. I can't for the life of me think what
I would do without my betas. And Kudos to Kat for the extra help. You have a wicked mind.
<g>
Chantal
"I'm not running away...I'm...walking."
Dr. Helm "QoS"
28th
CJ’s B-day Bash by Kat and Margui
The ringing jarred CJ out of her deep sleep. She groaned as the images of her and Hercules
faded because of the annoying buzz. She reached towards her alarm clock, trying to turn it
off, but quickly realized that it wasn’t making the racket.
“It’s my birthday,” she growled. “Why can’t I sleep in?” Her
blue eyes slowly focused, and she grabbed the phone. CJ was prepared to give whoever it
was on the other end a piece of her mind. How dare they interrupt her steamy dreams, on
her birthday no less?
“Josephine,” a sexy French Canadian voice stated before the line went dead.
The blond held tightly to the phone for several minutes before placing it back on the
receiver. Then it was like CJ had jumped into high gear. She quickly showered, got
dressed, and left all within 20 minutes of her wake up call.
The building was nondescript. It looked like every other building in the downtown of the
busy metropolis until you got to the inside. At first glance it looked like a busy office
building, filled with cubicles and offices, but inside it hid its secret well.
CJ paid little attention to any of the hustle and bustle. She was still annoyed that what
was supposed to be a day of relaxation had been marred by a phone call. She went into the
elevator, entered a code, and followed a procedure that she had committed to memory. She
walked into the stark metal and glass area, her blue eyes searching for the reason for her
presence.
He stood there, dressed in his and in fact the entire Section’s standard attire of
black. His back was too her, but his shaggy dark hair and confident manner told her that
this was him.
“Michael,” she said as she walked up to him.
“You’re late,” he replied.
“So sorry,” CJ replied sarcastically. “What’s the deal? For what
emergency did you have to ruin my birthday plans?”
“You had no plans. You were still asleep when I called,” the accented voice
remarked.
“My plans were to sleep and relax,” the blond retorted not adding that she had
hoped that Hercules had had plans for a private celebration later. Even Hercules knew
better than to wake her.
“You’ve become sloppy. Your hand-to-hand combat has dropped to unacceptable
levels. On your last weapons test, you scored 2 points below the minimum standard.”
“What a birthday present,” CJ muttered under her breath.
“Today I will work with you one on one to get you back up to Section standards. If
you fail, you will be canceled,” Michael said matter of factly.
“This day just keeps getting better and better,” CJ grumbled as she followed
Michael into the training room. She sighed when he removed his sweatshirt, exposing his
muscular physique to her gaze.
“Are you ready to begin?” Asked the operative.
Hercules growled impatiently. He wondered once again how he had gotten roped into this. He
had planned on spending the day with CJ and escorting her to her party later that night,
but somehow he had gotten talked into helping with the party preparations. He had tried to
contact CJ, but had gotten no response.
“Herc, they need you to help put the banner up,” Iolaus relayed as he walked up
to his best friend.
“What?” Barked the demigod.
“Hey, don’t get all bent outta shape at me. Don’t kill the messenger and
all that,” the blond sidekick retorted.
Hercules sighed. “I’m sorry Iolaus. I didn’t mean to snap at you like that.”
“It’s fine, Herc, but what’s the problem? You practically tore my head off
just now, and I know that Kat was practically in tears after she talked to you,” the
blond hunter replied.
“I should apologize to Kat,” the demigod said ruefully.
“She’s ok now. Herc, what’s going on?” Iolaus probed.
“It’s stupid,” Hercules admitted. “I wanted to spend today with CJ.”
“Okay,” the hunter commented. “That still doesn’t explain why you are
acting like a big jerk.”
The sandy haired man had to laugh at his friend. Leave it to Iolaus to jump to the heart
of the matter.
“It’s not like you’ve never put helping others above your personal desires
before,” continued the unruly blond.
“I know. Guess I’m just worried about CJ,” Hercules admitted.
“Why? CJ can take care of herself, and you know how much she hates it when you get
all overprotective,” Iolaus stated.
“I stopped by CJ’s before coming here, and she didn’t answer her door. And
I just tried to get a hold of her with no response,” the demigod said.
“Herc, it’s CJ’s birthday. She probably went out with the girls for a day
of pampering and fun. Now get to work so that this will be a party that CJ will remember,”
explained the sidekick.
“You’re right. I’m worried for nothing. What kind of trouble could CJ get
into?”
CJ fell to the floor with a thud. Her body ached from the times she had slammed into the
floor.
“Your reaction time is too slow. You won’t survive if you don’t improve,”
Michael declared.
CJ glared up at the man. They had being going at it for the past 45 minutes non-stop. She
was really starting to get mad. “Time for a break.”
“Do you think Red Cell would give you a break?” He taunted. “Now get up, we
have a lot of work to do.” He walked over so he was standing above the fallen blond
warrior.
With lightening quick reflexes, CJ swept Michael’s feet out from under him. The
well-built man landed with a thud on top of her. Blue eyes met green.
“Fancy meeting you here,” CJ said with a smile. The blond quickly reversed their
positions so that she was straddling him. She finished the assault by dropping her heel
hard onto the man's chest. "And that was for waking me up," she said as he
struggled to get up.
Michael coughed as he forced air back into his lungs, "Yes," he coughed again.
He had a little harder time making it off the mat. "The workout is over. I think
you're ready."
"Ready for what?" CJ asked.
"Your next assignment."
"What do you mean ‘next assignment’? It's my birthday."
CJ stomped away from the sexy operative. She headed for the locker room, slamming the door
loudly.
“That man,” she growled. “Next assignment indeed. He can sit and wait all
day for all I care. It’s my birthday, and I’m not going to spend it doing the
Section’s biding.”
When her protesting body made it clear that it hadn’t appreciated her earlier
activities, CJ decided to take a long soak in the hot tub. She smiled happily when she saw
that she had the entire hot tub to herself. She spent several minutes adjusting the dials
to her preferences. It was her birthday after all. The warm water and relaxing jets
soothed CJ’s abused body. She closed her eyes in relaxation as she began to doze.
“Is this a private party or can anyone join you?” A voice asked.
CJ’s blue eyes snapped open. She automatically went into a defensive position as she
scanned the area. She immediately relaxed when she put a face to the voice. “Balder.”
The Nordic God slipped into the hot tub. He walked over to properly greet his friend.
CJ embraced the muscular blond tightly. “It’s nice to see you again.”
“You too,” he said with a smile. His strong hands pulled her into a tight hug.
“Forgive me for saying this, CJ, but you feel tense.”
“I guess I am. I’m just frustrated. This day hasn’t gone that way I
imagined at all. I just wanted a nice fun day of relaxation before the party tonight, but
I guess it’s just not meant to be,” the blond woman said ruefully.
“Maybe I can make it better?” The blond deity asked as he began to rub CJ’s
shoulders.
The Amazon closed her eyes and enjoyed the long, slow strokes. She didn’t even
protest when Balder lifted her out of the hot tub and laid her down. She sighed as scented
oil trickled down her back. Strong hands began to rub and kneed her muscles thoroughly,
not missing a spot
Several hours later CJ walked out of the locker room where she met Michael standing
outside the door. Her entire body felt relaxed and refreshed.
The dark haired French Canadian handed her a slip of paper. “Your next assignment,”
he murmured in her ear.
CJ was directed to a building very different from the one she had just left. It had the
clean lines of modern architecture and was the color of polished titanium.
Geometrical shapes in shades of purple and amethyst adorned the top of the door. It's
address read 7 Tempting Treasure Blvd.
She was instructed to wait outside but was advised she would know when to enter.
From behind her, CJ heard a familiar voice. "Waiting for my sanctimonious
brother?"
CJ whirled around.
"You look surprised,” Ares said, "Keep that look, you're going to need it
later."
"What are you doing here?" CJ asked, her defenses heightened as the God of War
approached her.
"I'm your new partner," he said as he grabbed her arm and then whispered in her
ear, "Delicious idea isn't it."
"Oh no you don't." CJ said as she pulled her arm from his grip.
"Relax. It's just for this assignment." Ares growled. "Shall we go
in?"
He asked, offering up his hand to guide CJ in. "This day just keeps getting better
and better," CJ thought.
"You first," she commanded the God of War.
"Fine," he acquiesced as his upper lip curled in mock anger. He pushed in front
of CJ, opening the door. He looked back and then walked through without regards to the
woman he was supposed to be escorting. In truth, CJ didn't trust the God of War, but by
far what was more important was she enjoyed the scenery from behind. His behind.
Ares walked toward the elevator and pushed the button. CJ was surprised that the button he
chose would take them to a higher floor; surprised that he wasn't taking her to a bottom
floor as it seemed likely in all the spy movies she had seen.
"CJ?" Ares questioned as he held the door open with his muscular arm.
CJ walked into the elevator, but eyed the God of War carefully. Ares laughed hardily at
her wariness.
"She's coming!" Iolaus said as he could hear the whirl of the gears bringing the
elevator car to the second floor, and her surprise party.
Hercules pulled out in front of the crowd, so that he could greet the guest of honor.
Iolaus hung back, behind the demigod along with the other invited guests.
The elevator opened onto a large party room decorated in her favorite colors. Inside,
Hercules could see Ares on the cold elevator floor. CJ had him pinned down with her foot
on his chest. She held his arm up and locked in an awkward angle, so that Ares was
momentarily incapacitated. Unfortunately, Ares seemed to be enjoying it. CJ was startled
as the door opened to her equally shocked guests.
"Surprise?" Hercules dubiously asked.
“Wha…wha..what?” CJ stuttered.
“Happy Birthday, CJ,” Iolaus stated as he came up and gave the birthday girl a
hug and a kiss.
“A party for me?” She asked in shock. “Do you see any other Amazons with
the name CJ whose birthday is
today?” Queried the blond hunter.
Hercules wrapped his arms around the blond Amazon. “Happy Birthday,” he
whispered in her ear before kissing her thoroughly.
“WOW!” CJ exclaimed. “Was that my present?”
“That was just a preview for after the party,” promised the demigod.
“You’re gonna make me wait?” the birthday girl pouted.
“Yes,” Hercules stated. In a whisper he added, “But it will be worth every
minute.”
“Then let’s get this party started,” CJ declared.
Happy Birthday CJ!!!!! Hope it’s full of fun and presents!!!!
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