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Disclaimer: Still don’t own ‘em
Rating: PG-13 due to last dribble of the arc
Previous Chapters: Ch 1 - Surrender and Fighting Back // Ch 2 - Cracked And Mended // Ch 3 - A Tin Man's Lie // Ch 4 - Silent Promise; Moment of Decision; and Game Over

Ch 5 - An Arc Of Hearts
By Lattelady
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Ch 5 - part I - A Heart at 12


Momster used to shake her head and wonder if they’d done right by her, their little grease monkey with the large blue eyes. Somehow it just didn’t seem proper. She was destined for greater deeds.

Then she’d hear Deeg laugh as the girl rolled up her sleeves and grabbed a wrench. “Let me take a look, Popsicle.”

“Think you can get to the heart of it?”

Later she worked rust off of a small piece of metal before carefully replacing it. “Give it a try now, Pops!” To her joy the engine jumped to life.

Another success for cardiomechanic, DG!
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Ch 5 - part II - A Heart At 16


Two days after Karen Morgan’s dad dropped dead of a heart attack, DG sighed up for a CPR class. Mr. Morgan was too close in age to Popsicle. She was going to be prepared.

Deeg practiced everyday on a bale of hay. Heels of her combined hands pressed together over an imaginary sternum, elbows locked…two breaths followed by five sets of thirty compression.

“That’s not gonna help none.” Momster looked on in wonder.

“The girl won’t listen ta me.” Pops shrugged. “It’ll do her better on down the road to be able to breathe life into a heart ‘a tin.”
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Ch 5 - part III - Heart at 20


When they let him out of the Iron Maiden, she thought he was made of metal, but he proved her wrong. It was amazing what a bath and a shave could do for a man.

It wasn’t until later that she discovered just how broken he really was. She thought about the CPR class she’d taken in her teens, but doubted chest compressions could bring his heart back to life.

There was nothing in her tool box that would fix the heart of a living man. She would have to find another way, or hers would break beyond repair too.
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Ch 5 - part IV - A Heart At 21


He’d been away and upon returning, let himself be pulled into one of her hugs. Without conscious thought his lips moved down her cheek, until they covered her mouth.

Not letting her go, he reached up and locked her door. Later there was a trail of clothes leading to her bed where two naked bodies moved against one another.

As he gently took her innocence, they cried out their love for each other.

Later as he held her close and she could feel his heart beating strong under her ear she smiled. “Pops always said I could fix anything metal.”

End Of Arc Of Hearts


To Ch 6 - part I - Unlocking; Ch 6 - part II - What Cain Found

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coffee_gyrl
May. 3rd, 2008 04:10 am (UTC)
AAAww very sweet and smexy, I like the theme.
lattelady6
May. 3rd, 2008 04:20 am (UTC)
This is one of my favorite arcs. The prompt was heart. I'm glad you liked it.
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The moving finger writes: and having writ Moves on. nor all your piety nor wit Shall lure it back to cancal half a line, Nor all your tears wash out a word of it...The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam

If I quiet the voices in my head, I would face the day with nothing to write. - Unknown

I must go down to the seas again the lonely sea and sky...J Masefield

Cinderella walked on broken glass,
Sleeping beauty let a whole lifetime pass.
Belle fell in love with a hideous beast,
Jasmine married a common thief.
Ariel walked on land for love and life,
Snow white barely escaped a knife.
It was all about blood, sweat, and tears.
Because love means facing your biggest fears


The heart has its reasons that reason knows nothing of...French Proverb

I have drempt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after. They've gone through me like wine through water and altered the colour of my mind ...E. Bronte

To love someone deeply gives you strength. Being loved by someone deeply gives you courage...Lao Tzu

It takes chaos to give birth to a dancing star ..F. Nietzsche

How many loved your moments of glad grace, and loved your beauty with love false or true? But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you, and loved the sorrows of your changing face...Yeats

Let us go, you and I, when the evening is spread out against the sky...T. S. Eliot

In that book which is my memory, on the first page of the chapter, that is the day when I first met you, appears the words, "here begins a new life".
La Vita Nuova

Midnight courage of the heart...Jen Kirkwood

The three o-clock in the morning courage which Bonaparte thought was the rarest...Thoreau

Did you say it? I love you; I don't ever want to live without you; you changed my life. Did you say it?
Make a plan, set a goal, work toward it, but every now and then, look around, drink it in, 'cause this is it. It might all be gone tomorrow. - Meredith Grey

Shakespeare is easy, life is hard...Wheels

Don't try to be a great man, just be a man. Let history make up its own mind...Z.Cochron

I had a job to do and I was unafraid...Jack to John Creighton

For I dipt into the future, as far as the human eye could see. Saw the vision of the world, and the wonders that can be...RWW Hipwell

Without diviation from the norm, progress is impossible...F. Zappa

The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea, In a beautiful pea-green boat: They took some honey and plenty of money, Wrapped up in a five-pound note. The Owl looked up to the stars above, and sang to a small guitar...E Lear

Sweet and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western sea, Low, low, breathe and blow, Wind of the western sea! Over the rolling waters go, Come from the dying moon and blow, Blow him again to me;... Tennison

Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam
Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn... Keats

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