The Tiberius J. Swann Education Facility

Who: Frankie and Grey
When: Saturday afternoon
Where: Frankie's room
What: Frankie has to share the terrifying news.

Frankie was FREAKING OUT! Kim had come over the night before with the pregnancy test, and, as Frankie feared, it was positive. There was a lot of crying after that. Kim, being the most amazing friend ever, stayed the night with Frankie, but she had a family to get back to in the morning. She'd invited Frankie to come along, but the sprite needed to be alone for a bit and think. With the news now confirmed, she knew she had to tell Grey. He needed to know before anyone else, because it was the right thing to do. Her thoughts kept going back to Starbuck and how he'd not known he was a dad. Frankie wouldn't do that to Grey. He deserved to know about his kid and make a choice as to how much he'd be involved in his child's life.

So she texted him, after more freaking out, and when he said he was on his way, she went into total panic mode. How the hell did you tell a guy he'd knocked you up? Part of Frankie was excited, because she'd always wanted to be a mom, but she didn't want it to happen like this. She wanted to be in love with the dad. Marriage wasn't absolutely necessary, but love was. Plus, Grey was a demon. A DEMON! She'd have to stop going to Mass immediately. That had actually been her first clue, because she'd felt ill whenever she tried to go into the Church.

A lot of changes would be necessary. But first, she had to tell Grey.

Who: Frankie and Grey
When: late Sunday night
Where: her room
What: probably smexin', because the fire sprite is in HEAT!

Brother not speaking to her. Check. People calling her a slut to her face. Check. Guy she ACTUALLY likes not willing to give her a chance. Check. It all added up to Frankie needing to get blitzed. And boy, could the sprite put it away. She was wasted. Of course, the problem with being a creature of fire was that alcohol just made her heat up and burn it off super fast. That meant she was able to sober up quickly if she didn't continue to add fuel to the fire. So she'd not stopped drinking.

There were three empty bottles on the floor. Tequila. Vodka. Wine. Not in that order. She'd drained them all. Though, to be fair, they weren't all full when she got started in the late afternoon. But she'd still consumed enough alcohol to put a grown man, twice her size, in the hospital. Frankie couldn't really walk. She was spread out on her bed, her head at the foot of it, newly blond locks dangling over the edge. Frankie's feet were actually in the air, because she was rather, um, busy.

No doubt the buzz could be heard in the hallway, but she didn't care. The door was unlocked, because she was waiting for a sexy and generous man to come see her.

Who: Frankie and Grey
When: Tuesday, a little after 4pm
Where: starting in her room and heading outside
What: Grey apparently has a surprise for Frankie
Note: and they'll be getting slutty again

Once her flying class let out, Frankie headed straight back to her room. She hadn't been all that social since everything happened with Ari, because she really couldn't handle the judgmental looks she got from a lot of the girls at school, or the guys glancing at her with eyes that screamed exactly what they were thinking.. would she put out so easily for them as well? She was sick of it. She was also irritated that her brother still wasn't exactly speaking to her. She knew he was angry, but he had to let it go. She wasn't going to fuck Ari again. Ever.

Reaching her door, Frankie paused upon seeing an envelope taped to it. She peeled it off and quickly looked inside after glancing around to see if whoever placed it there might still be lingering. Knowing her luck, it was some nasty note telling her what a slut she was. Well, almost. It was from Grey. He wanted her to meet him outside.

Frankie considered changing quickly into something a little more appealing than her workout clothes, but she was tired and Grey was going to be seeing her more often, so he may as well get used to the idea that she didn't always look like a sex kitten. She pocketed the letter and envelope and headed down the hall.

It was cold out, again, and Frankie shivered as the wind whipped her hair around. She zipped up her hoodie more fully and shoved her hands into her pockets. Why the hell was Grey asking her to meet him outside.

Who: Frankie and Grey
When: Sunday after 1am
Where: the den where Frankie works
What: reunited!
Rating: definitely NSFW

Frankie was having a rough week. One very bad decision, and now she had Ari's bitch girlfriend calling her out. Okay, so Frankie was a bit of a hypocrite. Maybe she was a slut too. But there was nothing illegal about what she'd done! Age of consent in Massachusetts was sixteen (yes, she'd looked it up.. after fucking Ari.. oops!). Plus, Frankie wasn't anywhere close to thirty! And she'd paid attention to the comments on the journal entry. Sounded like Cassidy was fucking an even older dude, so how dare she judge Frankie for cradle robbing!

Her escape came in the form of work. She needed to get away from all the judging glances and whispers for a few hours. Frankie was relieved when she arrived at the den and was treated the same as always. She was just a hot piece of ass who served drinks and had her wings ogled. She would rather deal with a few slaps on her ass than have some gossipy bitches at school look down their noses at her. And she definitely didn't want to see her brother or Lyle right now. Ugh. This all reminded her so much of her first time with Grey.. when NUMEROUS classmates witnessed her being deflowered in a club. Frankie sure knew how to feed the gossip monster.

( more under the cut )

Who: Frankie and Grey
When: sometime in the past
Where: Halcyon island at the “Heaven and Hell” club
What: Frankie’s first time
Note: Grey was previously played by another person in another game. Shy is taking him up now, and we re-did this scene to establish Grey and Frankie's relationship and how it all started.

( the deflowering! )