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"I have an injured ankle. The only reason why I ended up all the way down there is because I was trying to get up." Serra mumbles, barely awake.

She jolts awake at the kiss, then smiles and gives a cat-like purr. She turns and grabs Ferris, cuddling close to her.

"I know… but I would win in a verbal fight any time of day…" she yawns, presses a kiss to Ferris's forehead sleepily then passses out, still holding on to her.

The next morning, she wakes in a daze, unable to figure out why she's so warm and where she is. She suddenly remembers, and burrows further under the blankets to block out the flashes of memory that bring back the pain… eventually, she starts to calm down, realizing who she's in bed with and where she is. She smiles.

"Wake up… you have places to go!" Serra says, grinning and half pushing Ferris off of the bed. "I need to stay, however. Doctor's orders and all that, right?"

Ferris yelped out in surprise at being pulled in close, cheeks heating up very quickly when she found herself extremely close to Serra. "Would not!" She whined, blinking at the returned kiss, breath coming short as she realized just how much she adored being held like this, with the very cute sleepy girl holding her.
She eventually let her exhaustion win, gladly settling into he warmth of the bed and Serra and finally finding sleep. She wrapped her arms loosely around Serra's waist to be more comfortable and to protect her wounded sides from being disturbed if they moved throughout the night.
In the late hours of the morning, Ferris found herself nearly being thrown off her bed. "Okay, I might have saved you last night but that doesn't give you free reign to throw me out of my own bed." She muttered, reluctantly sitting up with a yawn. "Glad at least one of us is awake." Shegave a wide yawn and ran a hand through her hair. "Are you normally this peppy when you wake up after nearly dying?" Taking a deep breath, the hero stood from the bed and headed to the bathroom to wash up and change. "Uh-uh. No way are you staying in my bed the entire day while I do work. I'm getting you an actual doctor."

"Oh, you're no fun!" Serra says as Ferris says that she couldn't just throw her out of bed.

"I'm not, no. It's usually only on the days when I wake up with you next to me!" she teases, grinning.

"Again, you're no fun…" Serra says as she tries to, unsuccessfully, get up. "I can't get up. And no doctors! I went to you for a reason!"

She watches as Ferris walks to the bathroom and throws a pillow at her, grinning.

"What would I even do if I could get up? Charm people into fighting me? Limp awkwardly? Trip past people as I try and walk like a person?" she asks, giggling and then groaning as her ribs protest loudly.

"Also, since I'll be a long-term resident, should I know your name? Should I tell you mine?" she asks, laughing despite the pain.

Ferris blushed and shook her head from the sink in bathroom connected to her room, glad that most of herself was hidden from veiw as she started to brush her teeth.
She leaned back to look at what Serra had done, having her a muffled thump. She gave a relieved and playful glare when she found a pillow had been thrown close to the bathroom doorway.
When she finished brushing her teeth she came back out and tossed the pillow back on the bed. "You missed," she teased, rummaging through her closet to find clothes to change into as well as something for Serra to wear. "Yes doctor, I'm not a professional, Ser, you need someone who can actually help you. I did what I could but how am I supposed to know if there's anything broken or something?" She called, worry laced in her tone as her mind raced with what she could have possibly missedast night, hidden stab wounds, internal bleeding, possible poisoning? The more she thought about it, the more she wanted a doctor to look at Serra and verify that she was okay.
She came back out with an oversized hoodie and some leggings for Serra. "You can try, don't think you'll get far." She muttered with a light laugh. "Ease, at least give her a chance. She's a really good doctor." Ferris begged, sitting down beside Serra and handing over the clothes.
"I already know who you are, Serra Summers. I'm honestly hurt you don't know my name yet, even after all these years of fighting each other." She teased, bumping Serra's shoulder before standing to go back into the bathroom to change.

"I know I have some fractured ribs. And a sprained ankle. Now you know. No doctors. I'm serious, Ferris. They can find me. They found me once, they'll find me again. I came to you for help. You can call the spirits to protect us." Serra replies, the smile fading.

She smiles again. "Wait, if I came to you for help… you've made your case nigh indestructible! I hate you so much right now, but I suppose I'll be thanking you later."

"So fine… let's go. Also, I must have damaged my shoulders at some point. I need help getting changed" she teases, laughing.

"And wow! You do know me! You passed the test, Ferris Glass. I know you already, as well. After all, you know what I can do!" she grins, trying, and succeeding, in getting up and staying upright.

"Wow. I didn't expect to be able to do that." she blinks, then laughs again, starting to strip off her torn clothes, which she just now realized were already mostly off due to the damage done to them and Ferris' ministrations.

"Is there… nevermind!" she calls out, grinning and just throwing on the hoodie and grabbing a pair of slippers.

"I'm ready, Ferris! And I think I can walk." she says, laughing again, continuing to ignore the pain. She decides to test something, telling her body that it feels no pain. It partly worked, allowing her to move close to normally without too much discomfort.

"whoever they are, arent going to find you, I promise. As for the spririts, I would ask but most aren't fond of you…save for Doodle." She laughed softly and glanced down at her feet as the phantom dog trotted around, the faint sound if nails clicking against tile faint in home.
"You can thank me by keeping yourself out of trouble, especially trouble that ends in you looking like yesterday." She scolded, pulling on a cream colored t-shirt and pleated black skirt that reached her knees. She leaned the wall as she waited for Serra to change and sighed heavily, "honestly, what the hell did you do or who did you piss off for you to show up here half dead?" She asked, flinching at the mere thought of Serra's death and what would have happened to her if she hasn't seemed Ferris out for help.
"Oh? So you're testing me now?" She asked with a grin, peeking out of the bathroom and watched as Serra stood, giving the other a proud smile before hiding back in the bathroom to offer privacy. She finally emerged from the bathroom when Serra called that she was done. "Careful, it's great that you can walk but don't strain yourself too much." She cautioned, gently leading Serra from her bedroom to the kitchen, a hand gently rest against Serra's back just in case she fell. "So what would you like for breakfast?" She asked, pulling out a stool from the island table and waved for Serra to sit.

"I wouldn't be too sure about that. I found the most obscure, but good, apartment in the city and rented it. They found me there. I don't know how, but they did. Your house is a lot less hidden than mine, so they'd be able to find you easier." Serra replies.

"Also, who's Doodle? I assume he's a good doggo. By the way, that's another thing: everything is fond of me. Except for most of the undead, apparently." she adds, laughing.

She looks down, upon feeling a ghost-wind, and reaches down to try and pet Doodle.

"And that's the thing: I've pissed a lot of people off. Have you met me? I literally manipulate governments for a living." she grins, looking at Ferris and seeing her flinch, limping over and wrapping her in a hug, her ribs slightly protesting.

"And yes, I'm testing you." she whispers into Ferris's ear, laughing after and pulling back to see the other girl's face.

"And again, I don't think you've met me. I push myself to the breaking point and past that most days, Ferris. I'm still alive, aren't I?" she says, leaning in again, teasing. She pulls back, laughing more.

"I could eat you…" she says, giggling and walking into the kitchen and sitting in the proffered chair, smiling at Ferris.

"yeah I know, I'm the one who has to go and fix the problems you create half the time. She muttered, cheeks burning when Serra hugged her and whispered in her ear.she shivered slightly, trying not to find delight in the small action but failing terribly. "So am I passing?" She asked with a laugh, arching an eyebrow with a grin as she looked up at Serra.
Ferris hugged a sigh and shook her head as she gathered ingredients to make waffles. "So what? You're gonna keep pushing yourself until you do die? Is that what you want?" She questioned, brows furrowing in controlled frustration. "I don't want to wake up one day and find out you've died because of your recklessness."
She mixed her dry ingredients with her wet, eyes trained down at her bowl. "Sadly, I'm.nog on the menu." She replied, all the playfulness and teasing from this morning gone as her mind swam with thoughts of Serra dead where no one word find her or as a ghost.

"Yeah… that's too bad. I'm sure you'd taste amazing." Serra says, face turning slightly red, but smiling. Suddenly, she realizes that she hadn't had a chance to properly clean herself. She decides she doesn't care and simply wipes off the makeup that she hadn't managed to get off before she had been kidnapped, taking out her safety pins and letting her hair down. She looks back at Ferris to find her looking at the bowl of pancake batter.

"Hey… don't do that…" she says, getting up and walking over to Ferris, wrapping her in a hug. "Don't just brood, Fer. Talk to me."

She brings Ferris over to the table, sitting her down in the chair she had been in before she'd gotten up. She sits down next to Ferris and grabs her hands, holding them.

"Hey, look at me. Tell me what's wrong." she murmurs, looking into Ferris's eyes, not smiling or laughing anymore. What she finds in them surprises her.

"Oh, Ferris…" she whispers, starting to tear up. She wraps Ferris in a tight hug, and apologizes. "I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry. I didn't realize…"

Her voice breaks and trails off, tears running down her face now. "I didn't know that this would hurt you. I'm sorry, for everything…"

"I'm not doing anything," Ferris replied softly, stiffening slightly when Serra hugged her. She swallowed a lump in her throat, forcing herself not to cry. Last night had been a breaking point for Ferris, seeing Serra in such bad shape. She didn't even want to imagine how many times she had gone home like that without seeking help.
She numbly set the bowl down on the counter and followed Serra to the stool, sitting down with her head bowed. Her gaze flickered to Serra's for a moment at her request, surprising herself when she found the other girl completely serious.
Ferris but her trembling lip, unable to keep what little composure she had left in check. She pulled Serra into her lap, gather her form close to Ferris and burrying her face in her shoulder. Sobs wracked her body for a few minutes as they held each other, her whole body shaking with frustration and fear for them both. "Of course it hurt me! You think I want to see you so badly injured you can barely walk? O-or tortured or something?! Do you think i want you dead?" She swallowed hard and shook her head widley, hugging Serra close. "I'm always pitted against you Serra, not because I want to defeat the villain or whatever but because I want you safe. And the stupid things you do and get yourself into jeapordize that safety." She mumbled, wiping away tears on her shirt sleeve. She took a few calming breaths and looked up at Serra. Hmshe reached up and gently cupped her cheek so that she'd look at Ferris. "Don't be sorry, I know I'd probably do the same if I were in your place." Hmshe reassured, sighing softly and finding a napkin on the island table to blot away Serra's tears.

Serra just looks at Ferris at those words, raising an eyebrow. Then she realizes how close the other girl must be to tears and hastily wipes away her own, that becoming a pointless gesture when Ferris pulls her onto her lap.

She instinctively wraps Ferris tighter, unwilling to lose her after so much, not wanting to see her broken.

"Fer, every time I see you hurt… it nearly breaks me. Especially if it's me that's hurting you. Because I can't live with that." she murmurs into the girls ear, nearly breaking herself.

She looks stunned at Ferris' outburst.

"No, I don't! I would much rather be able to go to a hospital than have to let you see me like this! I would rather…" her words trail off as she realizes what she's about to say. "Nevermind. I would do so many things for you, Ferris Glass, that it makes me scared."

She pulls back to look at Ferris's face, then leans in, hesitant.

Ferris sniffled slightly, trying to desperately blink away tears as Serra spoke. She huffed a small sigh, letting the sobs trail off, finally calm enough to respond back without feeling as if her heart were breaking ever time. "You would rather what?" She whispered softly, instinctively hugging Serra protectively when she realized the silent answer. Ferris shook her head closing her eyes and breathing in Serra's scent, finding familiar comfort.
"Please tell me getting yourself hurt to so you can sleep with me again is one of those things," she teased, wiping away lingering tears and watching Serra for a moment, eyes widening slightly when she leaned in.
She gently pressed their brows together, eyes flickering between Serra's gaze and her lips. Ferris nervously bit her own lip, hesitantly moving as close as she dared, leaving mere centimeters between their mouths. "You're sure you want this? To everyone else we're supposed to be enemies or whatever. Wouldn't want to ruin your reputation, after all." She joked, hands trembling slightly as she tangled one hand into Serra's hair, and the other rested securely at her lower back

Serra laughs shakily, glad that Ferris could make a joke now.

"You know me too well…" she responds, smiling. "Yes, I would. It would actually be prefferable to be here than anywhere else."

Serra looks startled at how close Ferris leaned in, then grins.

"And sleep with you in what way? Specifics matter, Ferris!" she teases, laughing again.

"Well… what can I say? My reputation has already been ruined. I would much rather have this on record than your death on my hands." she replies, closing the distance and kissing Ferris.

Ferris gladly accepted the kiss, eyes fluttering shut at the sensation of the surprisingly gentle gesture. She gently tugged Serra closer, cursing her smaller stature for once. She hummed softly and gently broke away to catch her breath. "If you think this'll change my mind about bringing you to a proper doctor, you're very wrong dear." She teased, gently nuzzling serra's cheek and giving her a smile. "Though you're more than welcome to try again if you so wish." She gently pressed a kiss to Serra's nose and nudged her off to continue breakfast and to herself from becoming distracted. She glanced down at her feet and shook her head at the hmghist dog, lazily wagging her tail. "I'm okay now girlie, go give a proper hellow to our guest." She said, nodding her head towards Serra and affectionately nudging behind the ears.

Serra smiles at Ferris's breathlessness, giggling and slightly red.

"I might have a few other tricks…" she teases. "And I just might. I just might."

She watches Ferris as she makes breakfast, admiring her form.

"Well, hello Doodle!" she exclaims, looking down and starting to scritch the dog behind the ears.

"Also, what do the spirits think of me now?" she asks, grinning at Ferris, still petting Doodle.

"you wouldn't dare, at least not before our first date." Ferris teased over her shoulder and she pour pancake batter into a pan. She found a spatula and gently flipped it over once she saw bubbles formingnonnits surface.
"I'm not sure, doodle and my brother are usually the only ones who hang around here the most. He isn't here right now so I'll have to get his opinion later. I've told himnplently about you though and he thinks you're cool sbfar. We'll see what he thinks when he finds out about this." She laughed, nodding to the dog now on her back, tail thumping loudly against the ground. "Suck up." Ferris teased, finding a plate from the cabinets for when she had a stack ready.

"You sure, Ferris?" Serra teases, laughing.

"Oh… how is your brother, by the way?" she asks, walking off to the side, where she could watch as Ferris made her pancakes.

"And am I the suck-up, or is Doodle?" she adds, kneeling to give the dog more love. She realizes she can faintly hear the ghost dog, and can definitely feel it.

"Is it normal for people besides you to be able to interact with spirits?" she asks, concerned that maybe she'd become "infected" with Ferris's power. Not that that would be a bad thing. she thinks, smiling at the dogs antics.

"Wait… I can also faintly see Doodle. Is she… a golden retriever?" she asks, concerned. "Does this mean I'm close to death already?"

"he's doing well, he got a partner recently. He won't let me meet them but he's just being cute and needy." Ferris laughed softly and arched an eyebrow at the two over her shouldet. "Mostly doodle, haven't yet determined if you are yet. After all, you are injured so it gives you somwjay if a pass." Ferris crouched down and parted doodle's head.
She arched an eyebrow and laughed softly at Serra's worrying. She gently cupped Serra's cheek and pressed a gentle kiss to her brow "no dear, you're not dying. Some spirits choose to show themselves to people. Doodle likes to show herself to mostly anyone she feels safe around." She smiled softly and quickly stood to take the pancake off the pan and start another one. "And yes, she's more white than golden since her mama had a bit of great Pyrenees." She explained, bustling around the kitchen to find somefruits and syrup. "Coffee or tea, dear?" She asked, waving mugs in her hand

"So… your brother has found a nice spirit lady, eh?" she says, laughing at the thought.

"I'll just tell you now: I'm not a suck-up." she smiles, still petting Doodle. She breathes a sigh of relief at her words.

"Good. I'm glad to know I won't die soon." she giggles, turning slightly redder at the kiss and catching Ferris before she can go, laughing.

"Hey, you can't just do that! If you're going to kiss me again, at least make it another proper kiss." she says teasingly, giving Ferris another kiss.

She lets her go. "And coffee, please. I can't understand the point of tea. It's good for some, but it isn't as good as coffee."

"or spirit dude, I'm not entirely sure his orientation." She mused, a peaceful smile on her features. "Me too." She glanced up up surprise, eyes going wide a moment later at being kissed directly on the lips. "I didn't want to distract you from giving Doodle attention," she whined, letting out an embarrassed laugh along with Serra. "How long have you been waiting tondo that huh?" She teased, nodding and going back to making coffee for the both of them. "Never really liked tea either but I always have the option in case anyone wants it."

"Yeah, or spirit dude." she replies, smiling. She smiles brighter when Ferris says "Me too."

"Oh, you know Doodle can wait for attention!" she smiles, the smile becoming cat-like and teasing. A sort of purr starts in her throat. This surprises her, as she wasn't aware she was capable of this. She gets up and kisses Ferris again, lightly. "And I've wanted to do that for a long time, Ferris. And based off of your reactions, I'd assume you have the same feelings I do!"

She steps away, going back to Doodle. She notices a ghost cat, and calls it over. "Well… it seems like there's a cat here as well, and she feels comfortable enough to let me see her."

She gives a laugh of surprise when the cat starts purring back at her and climbs onto her lap.

"Hello!" she says brightly, giving the cat a meow to convey the words in cat.

The cat meows back, and then a conversation ensues.

"It seems like I can speak to animals now as well. And I thought my powers had stopped growing!" she says, surprised.

Ferris hummed appreciatively at the kiss and gently nudged her head affectionately "yes I have, but you never gave me a chance to do so, sweetheart." She hummed softly, stealing one more kiss from Serra before letting her go back to playing with Doodle. She glanced down adoringly at Serra and the now two ghost animals in her kitchen. "I've never seen this one here, poor thing must have died recently." She reached down and gently stroked the kitten's head while the coffee brewed away.
"Turning into cat whisperer, huh?" She gently teased, smiling at Serra. She glanced over at doodle, the dog hesitantly sniffing at the carbon Serra's lap. "Gentle doodle." Ferris cooed

"Not just cats, I can understand animals. I'm a Disney princess!" she giggles, continuing her conversation with the cat. "She says her name is something along the lines of Small Claw Bite. She likes to be called Star though."

"And Doodle's name is Doodle." she adds, laughing at the dog's antics. Serra then tries something: she calls any ghost animals nearby. They all immediately come, and Serra gets overwhelmed.

"Well, I didn't expect that to work…" she mutters, concerned. "I'm much more powerful than I thought."

She looks at Ferris.

"What do you think about this situation?" she asks, starting a conversation with a starling that seemed to have some information.

"Wait… hold on a second." Serra says, holding up a hand to stop Ferris from saying anything.

When Serra looks back up, her face is pale and she's shaking.

"The starling died in the past couple of days. His ghost has been following me." she says.

"The bird says he saw the people that took me," she adds, almost snarling. "He says… he says that they looked like important people. Some of them had marks. I assume this means tattoos. They were in the shape of a coiled viper…"

She pauses again, thinking.

"This must be a new group of people…" she murmurs, stroking the bird's glossy feathers. "We have a lead, Ferris. That's more than I had before. I need to go find the people that did this."

Ferris walked over in facination as the hoard of spririt animals piled on top of Serra all at once. "Disney princess indeed." He muttered, lightly stroking the ghostly head of a squirrel that came scuttling around.
"I'm no-" ferris paused as Serra started to speak with the starling, taking the chance to turn everything off in the kitchen while the two spoke. She knelt down and tried to call over a few of the animals so that Serra was more comfortable.
Her eyes widened when Serra started to describe the people who had taken her. She had seen anyone with a viper tattoo in such a long time, assuming that her higher-ups had taken care of that long before she had even joined the organization. Knowing that they had been the ones who had taken and done this to Serra sent her blood boiling with rage, lights above flickering slightly in time to her racing heartbeat. She stood on shaking legs and shook her head slightly. "Not new, just hiding." She muttered in reply, pouring herself she water from the sink and taking a large gulp to help calm her nerves. "You aren't going anywhere, at least not without me. I don't care how fast you can heal now, we don't know the extent of that power yet. What if it's only temporary or something and you end up hirting yourself more? Besides, they know you already, if they get their hands on you again…" She clamped down on the return of the sentence, fearing if she said the rest it's somehow make it come true. "I'm not looseing you, Serra." She whispered softly, going back to finishing up breakfast. "I'll call my people. Maybe they have more information on whoever attacked you."