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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/F
  Fandom:
      NCIS:_New_Orleans
  Relationship:
      Meredith_Brody/Abigail_Borin
  Character:
      Abigail_Borin, Meredith_Brody
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-02-17 Completed: 2015-02-25 Chapters: 2/2 Words: 2014
****** The Overnight Stay ******
by Jeneral2885
Summary
     Re-write of 1x13: Agent Borin is stuck in New Orleans. She meets up
     with Agent Brody. Warning: Lesbian Themes and sexual activity.
***** Chapter 1 *****
Author’s note: A remake of 1x13. Instead of Brody calling Wilkins, she goes out
with Borin. Warning, lesbian themes. In no way does this FF represent the two
actresses who are, last I checked, divorced and single.
 
The Brody-Borin scens in “The Abyss” and “The Walking Dead” really produced a
strong chemistry between the two female characters. Hence, I thought of this
story.
 
I’ve watched all episodes of NCIS: New Orleans so any mistakes over Brody’s
past history is mine. Borin, well, I didn’t exactly follow all NCIS episodes
with her but it should be as accurate as possible.
 
I place this under T, despite some M rated parts. Do R and R; I’m not that
great with lesbian stories.
 
NCIS New Orleans HQ,
New Orleans
1655 Local
 
Damnit, he wanted to ask me out for coffee, but he’s not answering, Agent
Meredith Brody thought silently. What a jer…”Brody?” A familiar voice called
out. “Agent Borin, what brings you back here?” She spotted the senior CGIS
agent below in the courtyard. “I thought you were catching flight back to
Virginia.”
 
“I was,” she called out from below. “But there’s some silly mechanical problems
so the flights delayed. Pride or LaSalle still here.”
 
“Nope, big boy LaSalle’s trying out skydiving and Pride’s catching up with uh
Dr. Lin and his brother.”
 
“Oh…okay you alone then? Mind if I stay here? I didn’t exactly book a place to
stay in New Orleans when you called ne down.”
 
“Actually,” Brody continued, walking down. “I was thinking of closing shop and
heading home.”
 
“I thought you were going to catch coffee with that…”
 
“That cute guy you say? No answer on his phone.”
 
Borin shifted her head from left to right. “Happens all the time with guys. You
mind if I tag along with you? Naturally I can’t stay in a NCIS office.”
 
“Naturally,” Brody said, removing her badge and clearing the clip from her
Glock26 and storing it in a safe chamber. Wordlessly, Borin, stored her own
sidearm in the same place. “Well, now that we’re officially off duty, we can
dispense with the Agent surnames. Abigail or Abby,” she held out her hand as if
introducing herself for the first time. “Meredith, or Merri. Not many people
call me that.”
 
“Well Merri, you can now ad me to that list. I think heading home at this time
is extremely early. Let’s go somewhere.
 
Domilise Sandwich Shop & Bar, New Orleans
Forty Minutes Later
 
“Oh my gosh you’re literally stuffing me, Ab…by,” Merri spoke with a piece of
shrimp Po’boy in her mouth and gravy dripping down her chin onto the plate.
 
“Didn’t you momma teach you never talk full?” Abby Borin replied, picking up a
pickle that fell out of her Po’boy.
 
“I grew up mostly with my twin sister Emily, not my parents, until she died and
friends,” Merri replied wiping her mouth.
 
“Ouch, I know that background. My parents weren’t that close to each other. I
grew up a a single child. What happened to your sister?”
 
“Some fool of a driver struck her down,” Merri said, staring in the distance,
remembering that tragic day.
 
“I’m so sorry, Merri, drunk drivers really suck. I remember losing close
Marines friends in Iraq, but losing a love one is far different.” As she
explained her pre-CGIS life, her hands reached across the table and neared that
of Merri’s.
 
“Wow, Iraq. And I thought being Agent Afloat in various CSGs and ESGs was
tough,” Merri said.
 
“Losing friends in Iraq was the last part for me and I ran away and then I
found CGIS. At first I was still running, then found it as a place to settle
in.”
 
Brody lowered her sandwich and thought for a while. She then spill her story to
Abby: the tragic incident on the USS Moultrie, her hesitation because of the
Petty Officer’s eyes, the after-action investigation, her moving to the Midwest
office, and then “running away” to the present NCIS New Orleans office. As she
did so, tears started to form in her eyes.
 
“Oh, Merri,” Abby Borin said, her hands now reaching out to touch her
colleague’s hands.
 
“I’m being silly, a strong gal like me crying,” by this time the joint was
starting to fill up and get extremely noisy. “Shall we move some where else?”
Borin was after a place with some Bourbon, while Brody was after a quiet area
with no particular drink in mind. Both of them crossed the whole of the French
Quarter but couldn’t decide on an outlet. Finally, after more than an hour,
they headed to Brody’s place.
 
To Be Continued
***** Chapter 2 *****
 
Well, Part 1 was simple; this part is going to be more complex. This is my
first and probably last time I would ever eve write a lesbian (or gay)-themed
story (or is this famous last words?)
 
If I didn’t say so in the beginning, the Brody-Borin pairing in Part 1 here
derives from the car scene. Both of them admitted they don’t date and Brody
mentioned that she had relationship issues. I’m taking it as relationships with
only men. : )
 
I’ve little knowledge of Louisiana or New Orleans music hence they duo are back
in Brody’s house and listening to Toto, my favourite rock bands.
 
Rated M for obvious reasons.
 
Merri’s Brody Residence
1900 local
 
“What a quaint place you have,” Abby Borin commented.
 
“Uh, thanks, but I haven’t actually unpacked much. Been focusing too much on
work. I’ve a bottle of red and white wine, some fizzy drinks, what do you
like?” Merri asked.
 
“Oh, red wine will do,” Abby replied and soon both them had a glass each. “To
CGIS and NCIS,” Merri said. “May we continue to work together seamlessly.”
 
“To both of us, actually,” Borin clicked her glass. “Not just colleagues, but
friends…hey I see you have a collection of Toto Albums. I love that band.”
 
“Hehheh yeah, I adore them, but my ex-fiancé couldn’t,” Merri laughed.
 
“Ex-fiance?”
 
“Dude who had blue eyes but a funny fetish for fruit salad. He wasn’t into any
of my music or hobbies so despite his romantic proposal, I broke off the
engagement. After that, he broke off almost all contact me.
 
“What a loser,” Abby commented, “you mind if I insert a CD?”
 
Brody gestured and soon enough the tunes from Toto’s Seventh One (album) filled
the room. “So, what about you?”
 
“Me?”
 
“You told me you also don’t date. Any uh reason?”
 
“The job I guess. CGIS has kept me away social life, often literally away from
land. Quite a number of coasties asked me out, but I ignored them or literally
shoved my sidearm into their face.” Both of them laughed as Joseph William’s
voice filled the room.
 
“So,” Merri mused “we’re both single gals stuck to our jobs.”
 
“Yeah, but you can still find guys to have a good time with here, like
LaSalle,” Abby grinned.
 
“LaSalle?!” Merri gave a good laugh as the song ‘Anna’ came on. “ Chris
LaSalle, ok he’s nice, fun to be with, pretty cute, but he’s just a colleague
and he…”
 
“and he what?”
 
“keeps asking about my..tattoo.” She hoped the last word came out softly, but
even with the music on, it came out.
 
“Tattoo? Show me.”
 
“No…”
 
“Come one Miss Meredith Brody, it’s just us two girlies. I have one too, show
me.” Borin nudged her.
 
“Ok, it better a fair exchange,” Merri, lowered her slacks to expose her
panties, revealing her dragon tattoo on her right thigh. “Nice tat and nice
undies.” Merri blushed as she was wearing polka dot underwear.
 
 “You show me yours.” Oh crap, that sounded wrong.
 
Abby Borin removed her top clothing to expose her bra and heart-and-arrow
tattoo. “Now that’s a cute tattoo. And nice bra from VS.”
 
“Aw, thanks, a girl’s got to pamper herself sometime, even a serious agent.
Same thing with your panties?”
 
Merri blushed and replied, “these are my lucky ones, I see them as helping me
through the day. Please don’t LaSalle where my tat is. He’s been bugging me
about constantly.”
 
“I swear not too,” Abby Borin grinned, just as a new song came on. “I’ll
probably miles away.” She started humming the tune of ‘Stop Loving You’ for
several seconds. “But as I told Pride, I have been dreaming about switch to
your agency….” Borin drifted off just Steve Lukather was playing the bridge of
the song.
 
“I would love to have you on our team. I mean, of course Pride will decide, and
LaSalle should still on the team. But you’re a great person to work with,”
Brody grinned, refilling both their glasses.
 
“You’re a great person to work with too, Merri. Great lover of Toto and a great
gal friend too.”
 
“Great?” Merri’s curiosity rosed.
 
Abby reduced the volume and said “love, no jealous of your beauty. I mean…your
boobs.”
 
“Boobs???” Merri looked down. “What’s with my…ok they are huge. Yeah, it
sometimes helps but occasionally reminds you what’s there when you run.”
 
“Well yes look at yours compared mine.”
 
“Abby, why this suddenly?”
 
Abby Borin leaned closer just as the song ‘Mushanga’ finished its chorus.
“Merri, can you keep a secret? I’m..I’m…a lesbian.”
 
Abby expected Meredith Brody to moved away or express shock. Instead, all the
short-haired NCIS agent said was say, “oh.”
 
“Oh?” Abby Borin raised her eyebrows, unsure what she meant.
 
“Oh, it’s alright. Not everyone’s straight. And I guess I wanna confess
that…I’m bi.”
 
Abigail Borin blinked rapidly as Merri continued. “You remember our
conversation in the car? I meant I don’t really date guys. Wilkins could be an
exception but he didn’t answer his phone earlier today.”
 
“Oh,” Abby Borin said, relived. “I guess you’re not broadcasting your sexual
identity here in the Big Easy.”
 
“Oh definitely not, not down south and not even to LaSalle,” she said. “I don’t
actually know much about the female side of the bi. I mean, I like female
beauty but I don’t really know much about a relationship with another girl.”
 
“Well, to tell you my side,” Abby said, inching even closer to Merri, “I
haven’t hate a serious lesbian partner, but I know a really beautiful gal when
I see one. Something like a twist on this song—‘girl meets girl on the
playground of life.
 
“Oh Abby,” Merri purred and simultaneously lurched forward and gave the  CGIS
senior agent a huge hug. As Joseph William was explaining how to go straight
for the heart, both ladies were locked in a tight embrace, their clothes slowly
peeling off their bodies…
 
Many hours later….               
 
The striking of rain woke Abby Borin up. As she turned her head around, her
hair brushed against Merri’s . “Mmm….” Brody groaned. “What’s wrong?”
 
“Sorry to wake you up sweetie, the rain cut off my sleep,” she murmured.
 
“Oh it’s ok, my dream just ended,” Merri replied, kissing her colleague and now
lover on her left cheek.
 
“What was it about honey?”
 
“Oh, you and me as SSAs in our respective agencies, partnering on a joint
mission. Just you and me, no Pride, no LaSalle, no Gibbs.”
 
“Aw, that’s sweet. But I told you I was wondering about transferring to NC…”
 
“You can join and agency, so long as you are mine,” Merri replied, then touched
her lover below, sending electric shocks through her naked body. Abby Borin
groaned with delight and returned the favour by caressing Merri’s breasts and
then twirling both nipples. Merri gave a series “oohs” and “ahs” and squirmed
around until a rattling noise interrupted her orgasmic cries.
 
“Bo..rin,” the CGIS agent answering, sitting up and letting the blanket fall
off. “Yeah, who, oh Omagi…yes..no I’m still stuck New Orleans, will be back oh
afternoon maybe. You know how to set up. Borin out.”
 
“Merri, duty calls,” she said, sliding off the bed but a strong arm pulled her
back.
 
“Duty calls, but it can wait. Love first,” the short haired agent replied, and
they back under the covers.
 
The End.  
    
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