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| Cleanup Time - The Nikki Wade Retrial; Bad Girls Judge John Deed crossover fic | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Aug 22 2007, 07:08 AM (13,906 Views) | |
| richard | Oct 22 2007, 07:11 AM Post #151 |
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Thanks ever so much for the feedback, Brenda. You have picked out a particularly strong image of Helen and how she has quietly worked in the background This last scene which concerns Trisha and Sally Anne is also a kind of proxy for Helen and Nikki and it is a shame, in one sense, to have got to the end of this fic but on the other hand, I'm glad that you have shared the fic with me. Enjoy. Scene Thirty Three Helen drove the four of them to the club, helped by odd directions from Nikki and Trisha. Sally Anne relaxed in the rear seat and just let things flow around her. As Trisha opened the door of the club, Sally Anne stared all around her in bemused wonderment. “Hey, this looks just like an ordinary club,” she exclaimed. “That’s what I thought when I first came here. I’d built up this image in my mind of this weird, scary place of what a lesbian club should look like,” Helen put in. It was quiet at this time of the day with just a few women sitting round tables, drinking and chatting next to an empty dancefloor. “So what shall we do to celebrate? Shall we have music, lights, dancing and action?” Trisha suggested. She was still conscious how she’d acted like a spoilt kid earlier on and she wanted to make good her apology by getting the party going. It was something she was good at. “I’m up for a party so long as we’re not treading on the toes of your regulars” “I’ll fix it all up, Nik,” Trisha volunteered and nipped away to make the arrangements and slipped off her formal dark jacket. Soon the sweet pop sounds of Texas sent its good time vibrations round the club and the lights pulsed in time. Helen’s face broke into a broad smile of pleasure and took Nikki by the hand. A thrill of pleasure coursed through her. It was the first time that she’d danced with Nikki. It was no great surprise to discover that the way she moved said everything about her, bold and unafraid to hold back rhythmically. Helen’s eyes were riveted to her and both felt the tensions of the day ease as others joined them on the dance floor. “You look as if you’re having the time of your life.” “It feels like everyone’s seeing us as we really are and they’re all saying ‘yes’ to us. That has got to be a first, for me at least,” Helen shouted back excitedly over the music. Nikki had felt all this, years before at the very first gay club she’d been to but could see this afresh through Helen’s eyes. This wasn’t any ordinary dance but a celebration of everything they’d both struggled through for months so this really was new to her. It felt that way. She noticed how Helen, in her quiet way, had kept her level right from the run up to the trial and through it’s duration. Helen had as much right to let her hair down as she had. “That’s all any of us want in life. Let’s face it, we haven’t exactly had people queuing up to throw bouquets at us.” As time went on and they were all driven along by the communal spirit, Helen noticed Trisha and Sally Anne from out of the corner of her eye. They looked strained and weren’t talking much. She was highly conscious that they were in the shadows, away from the bright lights of the party. As she edged Nikki in the direction of the two-seated statues, she got the chance to shout out to them in her carrying voice. “Hey, come and join the party. We’re all having a great time.” She gestured to them to join in and Nikki picked up on what Helen was aiming at. She intervened with her welcoming smile, just like she used to do in her club days. It broke the tight wound spring of inhibition that had held Sally Anne back. Smiling broadly, Trisha took her by the hand to lead her onto the dance floor. “I’ve never danced with another woman in my life,” Sally Anne confessed nervously. “If it makes you feel any more comfortable, neither had I till tonight,” came Helen’s cheery reply. Sally Anne brightened up considerably, reassured by Helen’s unashamed confession. She let herself be lost in the rhythm of the music. Trisha flashed a thankful smile at Helen and shouted out to her. “Thanks, Helen, you’re a star.” “Anything for a friend,” came the simple reply. Trisha considered this remark with pleased interest while Nikki smiled at Helen’s thoughtfulness. Sally Anne had really wanted to let herself go but had been held back by her inhibitions and lack of self- confidence. It needed that external helping hand to tip the balance. “I’m really glad that Trisha and Sally Anne are hitting it off. It’s not right that they should be held apart and be miserable,” came Nikki’s clear words cutting through the disco music. “Nikki, you’re such a romantic…….and that’s another thing I love about you.” A shadow had briefly crossed Nikki’s face at Helen’s first laughing words but blew away when Helen finished her sentence. Helen blew a kiss at her to emphasize the point. To Nikki, this moment highlighted just how much Helen had changed since the old days. She was no more afraid to love any more that Nikki was. “I could never be anything else, even after bad times in the past. I just needed to meet the right woman, that’s all.” Even at that moment, the skewed memory came back to her of her former self, enquiring as if out of disinterested interest about Nikki’s sexuality and getting a typical Nikki honest answer. Well, Helen thought, she’d come a long way since then and this might explain why she was co compassionate for the way that Sally Anne was battling with her doubts and fears. They seemed very comprehensible to Helen. “So this is what life’s all about.” Nikki nodded at this simple statement of fact, so hard to attain. They danced away all the tension of the morning’s gruelling trial. It was what they all really needed when they thought about it. It seemed like hours later when the time came when all four of them became physically tired out and took a break by mutual consent. “I’m sorry if I’ve been the original party pooper. I’ve not been out since god knows how long.” “If you don’t mind me asking you, might it have something to do with that bastard Gossard?” Sally Anne put her hand to her mouth. Of course, she’d ridden the switchback of those emotional ups and downs till they’d smoothed out which finally allowed her to go back to work in a job outside the police force. She could cope with her job all right but she’d concealed from herself the more subtle damage that he’d done to her. Going out and going to work meant only a start to regaining her self-esteem, something, which she now realized, she’d been short of. She’d responded to Trisha’s friendly overtures when by chance they first met but she hadn’t seen them as something that could really relate to her. At heart, she didn’t really see what Trisha saw in her and that was her own personal demon laying in wait for her. “It gets to me, the way I can’t get things together to do what my heart of heart really wants me to,” Sally Anne confessed in a moment of clarity. “Four months back, you took the stand in the Court of appeal and told those judges and barristers just what Gossard had done. I’d be still doing time if it wasn’t for you,” Nikki urged, patiently. “Babes, both Helen and Nikki won’t ever forget what you did that day,” Trisha added starting to gently brush fallen strands of long dark hair behind her ear.” I just want to make you feel good about yourself if you’ll let me.” Trisha’s gentle feminine touch and soft voice finally melted her defences as much as Nikki’s straight words had done, her voice breaking slightly with emotion. Maybe, this is a way to her future and her feet won’t stumble, she thought as Trisha’s fingers caressed her locks and her own fingers touched Trisha’s other hand. She’s held her hand in court before but she had supposed that this was out of an automatic instinct of fear. This time, it felt different. Suddenly, the delicate trailing piano notes of the ultimate sympathy and love song trailed through the air and the pure voice touched the souls of the women with its love and sympathy. “This is our song, Nikki. Come on, we have to do this one.” Helen called out, a meaning side-glance at Trisha, who picked up on the opportunity straightaway. “Please, will you dance with me, please join the rest of us.” The combination of Trisha’s appealing blue eyes, the long blond hair as it caught the flickering lights and the gentle expression on her face, gave Sally final resolution. It was now or never, he realized as the voice called out to her with Trisha’s words, the ones that she’d said all along.” “….like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down…. ….I’ll comfort you I’ll take your part….” Nikki and Helen had been standing by and had the foresight not to join the couples on the floor. Sally got to her feet and somewhat stiffly, took hold of Trisha and started to move slowly round the dance floor. Except from the impulsive way she had hugged Trisha when Nikki’s freedom was first announced all those months ago, this was the first time she’d moved up close to Trisha. The music, the sense of being together with the others and Trisha’s fluid movements gradually dissolved this last inhibition and they gradually melted into each other. Nikki and Helen were immediately as one, Helen singing the chorus of the song into Nikki’s entranced ear. This was a lesbian heaven, its saints displaying a reverence for the female form while the flow of multicoloured lights washed over them. Trisha’s slim fingers traced a delicate pattern on Sally Anne’s back and shoulders. That perfumed desirability percolated through all her senses and beckoned her forward. Everything made perfect sense right now. Helen and Nikki were wrapped up in each other’s arms and were kissing gently. Out of the corners of their eyes, they both caught flashes of Trisha and Sally Anne. They smiled, thinking that if their own courtship hadn’t taken place from such weird circumstances, this is where and how they would have fallen in love. They imagined an alternative reality, which was symbolized by Trisha and Sally Anne who danced next to them in the here and now. They had each other now anyway so in a way it didn’t matter any more. It crossed Helen’s mind that they might make love when they got home to celebrate or not if they were both too tired. If not, there was the certainty of another day. Feelings of desire started to mount in Sally Anne as she closed her eyes in total bliss. The gentle kisses that she felt on her cheeks and neck felt totally natural. She opened her eyes and to no surprise, Trisha looked closely into her eyes, silently inviting her in to a new world. With no hesitation they pressed their lips together and Sally Anne slid her tongue deep into Trisha’s mouth, feeling that certain response in return. This was total ecstasy and feelings of desire and pride rose in her as they pressed against each other and she felt her nipples harden. She knew that what she felt for Trisha was love and for real and that this was only the start of the night. Everything in her life had led up to this moment. As the song finally led up to its grand orchestral climax, it spoke of Trisha’s gentle and powerful love for her. She remembered all those late nights fantasizing of tender lovemaking with Trisha and the comedown of the realities of her inhibitions when she met Trisha. She was at last ready, no doubts at all. When the sounds from the music faded, the main lights were turned up and all the women blinked at seeing what was around them and turned to each other knowingly. Sally Anne slipped her arm round Trisha’s waist. Nikki and Helen tenderly kissed, turned to the other two women and smiled their blessing on them both. “It’s really strange but part of me wants to carry on the dance forever and be with you guys and the other half wants to go home with Helen,” Nikki said at last. “We will meet each other again sometime, Nik?” Trisha questioned hesitantly. “Why not make this our local? That way we can stay friends.” Helen suggested brightly. Everyone visibly cheered up at the thought. “What about you, Sally Anne?” “Well, really, I want to go home with Trisha. I think I’ve found what I need in my life,” the other woman said, slightly blushing.” I do want to meet you both again. You’ve been so good to me.” “It’s only what you deserve,” Helen said softly. “In which case, babes, I’ll definitely take you back to my place, that is if you have no other ideas. I’ve got to lock up first if you want to give me a hand.” Trisha said her most inviting tones, a smile spreading across her face. “You do that, Sally Anne,” Nikki said warmly.” Take it from me, Trisha is a very gentle woman.” “So till next time?” The women all warmly hugged each other and paired off, Trisha’s arm round the other woman’s shoulders. Helen and Nikki headed off to the exit and looked fondly back at the other two women. As they went out the door, the chill of the night air night air hit them. They walked on down the darkened streets until they found their car. “You mean that about coming back here?” Nikki enquired in a deliberately casual tone of voice as she fastened her seatbelt. “We can make this our local, sweetheart. We’ll keep in touch with Claire and Peter, right as they’re friends but we can also come over here. I’m not going to plunge into the quote lesbian scene unquote. It’s a place where we can socialize and feel comfortable with ourselves. We can do what we want, be whom we want to be.” “That sounds fantastic, darling,” murmured Nikki sleepily. Helen started the car up and headed for their flat. The soothing sounds and rhythm of their car and the passing street lights felt relaxing as Helen drove them onwards. She felt serene, as if a burden was lifted off their shoulders. It was only when she happened to glance sideways that Helen saw that Nikki was leaning against the window, her lashes resting on her cheeks. She looked totally at peace with herself. A wave of love and affection spread through her body. This was as much a moment of paradise as Helen had ever known since she fell in love with her. They were on their way home. |
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| hopelessromantic | Oct 22 2007, 02:50 PM Post #152 |
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Richard I’ve waited to give my comments on this fic having read its entirety almost 2 months ago. There are so many great aspects of this fic that was praiseworthy very well put together fic. I very much was taken in by your retrial of Nikki’s conviction. It was amazing how you captured the abuse that so often takes place in the justice system, Miscarriages of justice has been prevalent and a notable problem for years on in. Perverse ‘verdicts’ like Nikki’s case has been so common especially in the 1990’s in the UK resulting from corruption and fabrication of evidence from the police, prosecution and judges. Hence the CCRC was established specifically examining the overwhelming cry of Miscarriages of justice. A great coordination of the two shows this was a surreal insight to the English justice systemI look forward to your sequel. Thanks |
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>>>>>> BGEnhanced <<<<<< One cannot expect Congeniality when one does not exhibit Courtesy, Politenes and Impartiality. Courtesies of a small and trivial character are the ones which strike deepest in the grateful and appreciating heart... Henry Clay | |
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| LahbibLover | Oct 22 2007, 04:24 PM Post #153 |
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" It crossed Helen’s mind that they might make love when they got home to celebrate or not if they were both too tired. If not, there was the certainty of another day." What a brilliant and wonderful thought from Helen about the future. Love your writing style and am very eager to read the sequel. Your words flow like honey, Richard. cheers, Brenda |
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| NLovesH | Oct 22 2007, 06:00 PM Post #154 |
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Thank you richard for your prodigious writing talents . This fic was a great pleasure to read. |
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| richard | Oct 22 2007, 06:51 PM Post #155 |
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That's a highly interesting point of yours, hopeless romantic, in your very generous post about the CCRC. This hadn't crossed my mind before. I'm delighted with all the lovely praise both for my writing and especially that it gave pleasure and hit the mark on the matter of Nikki's trial. I know that some readers have come across Judge John Deed and I'd thoroughly encourage other readers to pick up on the series. What has delighted me is in writing both sets of characters and seeing them truly interact. Right now, I'm working on the first two parts of the sequel but it will take time to write the fic. |
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| Cassandra | Oct 22 2007, 08:17 PM Post #156 |
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Thanks very much, richard. Well, what is there left to say? Lets see ..... fantastic writing from start to finish, a great storyline, credible legal background, realistic characterisation, our favourite two characters, love, justice .... all woven neatly together. Hmmm, not much really. So ... sequel in two days time then?
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| richard | Oct 23 2007, 08:32 PM Post #157 |
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Aaah, that's lovely, Cassandra. That's about a concise and as complimentary a description of my fic that can be written. Not sure about 2 days to write the sequel. The real trick will be keeping both 'sets of characters' together although in reality they are one. |
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| zena | Oct 24 2007, 02:48 AM Post #158 |
I said SIT IN THAT CHAIR
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Great story Richard.Enjoying every word of it Judge Deed is so down to earth and so human.
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| Emms | Oct 25 2007, 07:43 PM Post #159 |
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This was a most spectacular story, Richard. I loved the last chapter--with the dancing. and is it true that there's really going to be a sequel? 'cos sign me up. I'll certainly be around for it.
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I registered at G Wing and all I got was this lousy tshirt. “After my time at Larkhall, I deserve to take it easy for a long, long while. I’ve been there, done it, and worn the bloody T-shirt..."~ Helen in: Unfinished Business by Richard | |
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| FanFicCrazy | Oct 27 2007, 01:01 AM Post #160 |
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Thank you richard great story all the way through your natural endowment for writing is earnestly ideal. |
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| richard | Oct 28 2007, 10:03 PM Post #161 |
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Hi Emms and Fanficcrazy. Your support for this fic has been fantastic and what has been great is that the original idea which buzzed around in my head months back has come through to completion and has been received so well. I've written the first few scenes of the sequel but it will take time to work it out properly. |
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| LahbibLover | Oct 29 2007, 03:35 AM Post #162 |
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I said SIT IN THAT CHAIR
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Richard, I'm giddy with anticipation for the sequel. You just take your time until you feel it's ready for our consumption.
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| Nikkis Only Luvver | Oct 29 2007, 05:52 PM Post #163 |
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This has been a really great read from beginning to end. I have thoroughly enjoyed it. Did I read there might be the chance of a sequel? Oh I think there should be Richard. We must have more from you Richard, you do write about our two favourite ladies so well. Thank you. |
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| richard | Oct 31 2007, 06:04 PM Post #164 |
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I've been a bit conscious in case readers were struggling to keep up with the fic, with other sides of life that everyone has. I'm extremely thankful for your feedback, Nikki's Only Luvver and I was going to say, I've written the first 5 scenes of the new fic. I hope I'm doing right in assuming knowledge of the John Deed characters which I couldn't reasonably assume before. |
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| richard | Dec 14 2007, 06:07 PM Post #165 |
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I just thought I'd give a bit of an update to say that I'm roughly two thirds through writing the sequel which is coming along nicely. |
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