Disclaimers and all that jazz. Characters not mine. No profit intended. Dont read if illegal, underage or bothersome. Yes, alternate relationship depicted, but not explict. However, mature audience only, please. There is some violence, and lots of angst and turmoil. The kitchen sink stays with the house, and the Beaver killed JFK. He was a disturbed child.
Other notes: Thanks to all who gave this an advance read. This is based on the Conqueror story line, which means that its an alternate universe, with lions, tigers and bears, oh my, but were not in Greece anymore, Argo. Comments can be sent to Pallas3@yahoo.com
--- I ---
"Where was she captured?" The sultry voice was tired and strained.
"Not two days west of here, Majesty."
"And how many were killed in the attack?"
A strawberry blonde pushed herself closer, her compact body tight with unhidden anger.
"No one was killed," the travel worn woman emphasized, ignoring the growing noise from the crowded council room.
"Unbelievable." The queens dark head shook slowly. "She let a run down outpost capture her, and she didnt kill a single soul?" The room grew louder, and the queens dark eyes traveled across the crowd, stopping briefly on the green-eyed woman near the front, before refocusing on the messenger in front of her. "So, tell me how it happened?"
"She just surrendered, Majesty," the messenger said. "Walked right up to our gates, and threw down her sword."
"Youre lying," a curly head advisor cried, stepping forward before the queen could speak again.
"I do not, Ephiny. The Conqueror came to the outpost and surrendered. No army. No fight, and no spirit either."
"Then its not the Conqueror," Ephiny said. "Xena wouldnt do that. Why would she? Shed fight to the death, and probably ..."
The messenger held up her hand. "All I know is that I was sent here with this message. Xena, the Conqueror is in our jail .. and awaiting your decision, Majesty."
"Astra," the queen said with a measured voice. "Ephiny does has a point. Xena isnt one to just give up ... though gods I wish it were true." She looked closely at the messenger. "So, how do you really know the woman you hold is the Conqueror?"
"I fought with you against her, Terreis," the messenger replied. "I saw her. Watched her hack through our friends like they werent there. Believe me ... I know this is Xena."
"Fine," Terreis conceded.
"Its a trick," Ephiny said, leaning over the table and staring hard at the messenger. "It has to be, Terreis. Shes up to something. Why else would ... "
"Maybe," the queen said, cutting her advisor off. "But if thats the case, then whats she really up to?"
"It doesnt matter. If weve got her ... and her cursed army isnt around, then lets press that advantage. End her control. End her murder and rampage. Kill her, Terreis. Now!" Ephiny stressed the last word with authority, and several of the women in the room applauded and cheered.
Terreis held up her hand to quiet both her advisor and the room. "Enough! If this is a trick then its one shes never used before. Why put herself into our hands?" Her eyes focused on the messenger. "I trust youve searched for any signs of her army?"
The woman dipped her head in acknowledgment. "You know us better than that, my Queen."
"Tell me ... What has she said?" Ephiny demanded.
"She hardly speaks," the woman answered. "Just sits in her cell and ignores us all. She only asked when shed be brought back here for trial."
"Thats it!" Ephiny said, slamming her fist on the table. "She knows well bring her back here, and then shell be inside our camp." She slammed the table again. "Damn her, thats good!"
"And the point of being here ... alone ... would be what, Ephiny?" the queen asked, turning her tired eyes towards the advisor.
"Cmon, Terreis ... this isnt the time to start questioning the innate goodness in people. I think Xenas proven that theory is bad."
"And whats your take on this, if I may ask," Terreis said, her voice taking on a tone that teetered between annoyance and hurt.
"Look around you," Ephiny said, her eyes touching everyone in the room. "Xena has almost gained control of every region known to man. Her reach is far, and her power strong ... stronger than anything we can stand up against. But we have. Weve continued to make a stand against her persecution."
"And almost destroyed ourselves in the attempt," Terreis pointed out.
"Exactly! But its stuck in Xenas craw. She doesnt like to lose."
"So, surrendering to us is her way of winning?"
"Terreis ... she wants to wipe us out of existence. She hasnt been able to do that, but if she got in here ... our home base ... our sanctuary ... what could she do then?"
"Im assuming youll tell us," Terreis said, her tone biting.
"Dont underestimate her, is all Im saying," Ephiny said, standing back.
"I think youre jumping to conclusions," the queen said, pulling herself taller with what appeared to be great effort. "Ill call a full council meeting in one hour, and we will decide how to best handle the situation. Well adjourn for now ..."
"Queen Terreis?" The strawberry blonde pushed past the messenger, and stood tall in front of the queen. "I demand to be allowed to voice my rights, Majesty. I need to know what you intend to do with her now ... not later."
"Gabrielle! ... Quiet," Ephiny said, her voice soft, but decisive. The queen held up her hand to again silence her advisor, and her dark eyes shifted to take in the young woman before her.
"Gabrielle ... Weve tolerated these breaches because youre new to the nation ... but you cannot question the decisions of your ruling council or your Queen."
"Im sorry, but I disagree. I may be new, but my whole reason for being here is that woman!" Gabrielle said, taking a confident step forward. "And as an Amazon, I demand the rite of blood vengeance upon her."
"We are all aware of your loss," the queen replied. "Your demand would be honored ... in normal circumstances ... but Xena is not normal."
"No, shes worse than any scourge known! Shes a demon. A monster! She deserves no justice, and I demand vengeance!!" Gabrielles green eyes challenged her queen.
Terreis shifted visibly under the relentless gaze, and it was obvious that Gabrielle had no intention of releasing the queen until her demand had been granted. Thus, the younger woman didnt see Ephiny shake her head as she moved off the platform, but she broke her stare when a hand clamped around her arm.
"Cmon," Ephiny whispered. "Time to go before you find yourself on punishment detail ... again."
Resistance against Ephinys iron grip was useless, and Gabrielle relunctantly allowed herself to be lead from the council hut. Once outside, she felt the grip weaken, and she tore her arm away.
"Whatre you doing, Gab?"
"Leave me alone, Ephiny. I dont need another lecture on Amazon etiquette."
"Until you learn it, you do. How far do you think youre going to get with that type of attitude?"
"Its my right!" the distraught woman cried. "I have to avenge them. Thats why I came here in the first place!"
"Gabrielle," Ephiny said, putting her hand on the other womans shoulder. "I know you miss your family ---"
"You know nothing! You dont know how I fall asleep hearing their screams, or see them running from the house burning, Ephiny. The whole village is burning. I smell it. I see it. I see them. I watch ... Im forced to watch."
"I cant do anything to help them. I cant reach them ... I cant because she is ... she is ... Because she is holding me! Making me watch. Thats what I live with, Ephiny! Her hands holding me while I watch my husband and sister burn before my eyes!"
"Gabrielle ..." Ephiny said again, her voice measured but weak.
"Dont tell me that you know I miss my family. Dont ever say that. You have no idea."
"Youve suffered ... yes. But ..."
Gabrielle turned to her, and grabbed Ephinys hand. "You can do it, Eph." Her voice sounded desperate. "Youre close to the queen. Shell send a party to bring Xena back. Convince her to let me lead the party. Do that for me. Please."
"Oh, thats good, Gabrielle. Youll have her right where youve wanted her, and by the gods she wont make it here alive ... will she?"
Gabrielle nodded quickly, her reddish blond hair glinting in the sunlight.
"How can you ask me to do that? Id be betraying the trust Terreis puts in me ..."
"You didnt seem to mind arguing with her in there," Gabrielle said, pointing at the hut.
"Thats different and you know it. Do you know what youre asking of me?"
"I promised myself that Id never remind you of this, Ephiny, but this means too much to me."
Ephiny closed her eyes. "I know," she whispered. "You saved my life."
"And cant I say I did the same for you?"
"What do you mean?"
"It was a fluke that you were on that road ... on that day ..."
"You didnt think it was a fluke when I pushed you out of the way of that runaway cart."
"No, I didnt. But the point is that after that ... the Amazons saved you. You were wandering, Gabrielle. Aimlessly ... without purpose."
"I never lacked a purpose, Ephiny," Gabrielle stressed. "Xenas death is my purpose in life. Nothing else matters, and if you or the Amazons want gratitude for all of this," her hand swept across the village. "The you can have it ... forever ... once Xena is dead."
"And what about all the others whove lost loved ones to Xena?" Ephiny lifted Gabrielles chin until she was forced to look into her friends hazel eyes. "Dont they deserve to share in her death? Dont they deserve the same right?"
"Thats not my problem," Gabrielle said, her green eyes burning with commitment. "Are you going to help me or not?"
Ephiny closed her eyes. "Im making no promises ... Ill talk to Terreis. She wont go for it, but Ill try. Its all I can do."
"Dont thank me. If you kill Xena while shes being transported for trial, then under Amazon law, youll be tried for murder. You could receive death, Gabrielle. You really want that?"
"If my husband and sister can rest in peace ... Yes, I want that." She looked at her friend. "I want the screams to stop. I let them down, and ..." Gabrielle looked away. "I miss them, Eph. So much."
Ephiny reached out and pushed a lock of hair off Gabrielles face. "I know. Thats the only reason Im doing this. I hope itll give you the peace you seek."
--- II ---
It took two greuling days to make the journey through the mountains to the isolated outpost which held the mighty Xena captive. A small contingent of Amazons had been dispatched by the queen to guard their prized prisoner on the trip home. Ephiny lead the delegation, and Gabrielle was reluctantly allowed to join the group as an advisor and witness.
The two women rode nimble horses, while a small group of heavily armed Amazons brought up the rear. Silence between the two friends characterized the monotonous journey, and Gabrielle could find nothing to say which would quiet her troubled heart.
By Amazon law the leader of any mission carried the burden of ultimate responsibility, and Gabrielle knew that if something happened to the Conqueror on the journey home then Ephiny would be expected to pay for her failure with her life. Even her position as the queens heir and closest advisor wouldnt save Ephiny from that punishment.
Gabrielle knew she had to kill the Conqueror, but the question that plagued her was whether to condemn her friend to death in her pursuit of her own vengeance. Were the lives of her dead husband and sister worth the life of one of her closest friends? As the village drew closer, she knew that no matter what, Xena must die at her hand, and all she had to do was figure out some way to do it and save Ephiny.
As the small group caught sight of the outpost nestled in the hills below them, everyone except Gabrielle felt relieved to end their journey. It had been drizzling since morning, and the whole party was anxious to shed their wet leathers, and find comfort by a warm fire. Ephiny gave Gabrielle a meaningful look as they made their way down the well worn road, and somehow she knew her friend perceived her thoughts and resolutions. With a sinking heart she knew that was going to make it harder for her.
A great commotion greeted them as they passed through the gates, and Ephiny was surrounded by an excited group of Amazons. Gabrielle let herself blend into the background, but her anxious green eyes watched as her friend was swept from one welcome to the next. It wasnt often that one of their royal family came to visit, and the heir apparent was almost as good as receiving the queen herself. Ephiny accepted the greetings with gracious charm, and Gabrielle couldnt help but smile each time her friend caught her eye and grimaced at the overdone pomp of the village leaders.
When the brief welcome ceremony was over, Ephiny sought her out near the back of the crowd.
"You looked good up there," Gabrielle said with a wicked grin, her body pacing back and forth.
"Better watch it, or Ill give you the rite of caste and then you can go through all of that, too."
"How you holding up?" Ephiny asked, and Gabrielle realized her friends eyes were following her edgy movements.
"I want to see her," Gabrielle announced, forcing herself to stand still.
Her friends curly head shook. "Not a good idea. Youre tired and you need to rest."
"Quit telling me what I need. I need to see her. Need to look into her murdering eyes and know she has no soul!"
Ephiny took a breath, her hazel eyes hardening. "I cant let you kill her. You know that."
"I know what it will mean, but I figure if I do it tonight ... before shes in your control ... you cant be blamed, and Im prepared to take full responsibility. Im not afraid to die."
"Gabrielle ... theres nothing I wouldnt do for you ... you know that. But she must stand trial. Terreis made that quite clear."
Gabrielle looked around frantically searching for some advantage. Her face lifted. "What if she escaped? If she escaped ... shed be a danger. Wed have to kill her. Self defense and all."
Ephinys brow furrowed. "Well, I dunno ..." She looked away. "Ill have to think about it."
"I still want to see her. Now."
"Thats not a good idea. Trust me, itll just confuse you."
"Quit treating me like Im five or something. I know what Im doing!"
The princess ran her hand through her hair, her teeth chewing on her lower lip. Gabrielle waited, trying hard to keep the anxiety which coursed through her from appearing on her face. Finally Ephinys eyes focused on her, and Gabrielle felt them travel down her body, settling at her waist.
"Give me your dagger," Ephiny said, holding her hand out, and raising her eyebrow when Gabrielle opened her mouth to object. "Its not that I dont trust you, ... but its best if you dont have the ... um ... temptation."
The younger woman tilted her head, but she bit back a series of retorts that would only threaten the progress shed made. With a small smile, she pulled the knife from her belt and passed it to her friend. "Take it, if thats how you feel."
Ephiny nodded seriously, and then raised a hand to call a young Amazon over to them, and giving Gabrielle a last questioning look, she turned her attention to the guard. "Take her to the prisoner," she ordered. "Give her five minutes, and then use whatever force necessary to drag her sorry butt out of there. Got it?"
The young Amazon nodded, her eyes darting between her princess and the red-blonde stranger. She pointed in a direction, and started off, Gabrielle in tow.
"Five minutes, Gabrielle. Dont give me any reason to put you in irons, too." Ephinys voice had a touch of humor to it, but Gabrielle didnt find it amusing.
"Cute, Eph," she called over her shoulder. "Real cute," she muttered to herself, her eyes locked on the sharp knife hanging from her guides belt.
--- III ---
The Amazons kept their prized prisoner in a sorry excuse for a jail. Even Gabrielles inexperienced eye could see the flaws and weaknesses in the structure long before the door was held open. The inside was dark and stank of rotten straw and horse manure. Gabrielle chuckled to herself realizing they were actually in an old stable, and looking overhead she saw the gaping holes in the thatched roof, and the loose boards all around. In some remote part of her heart she pitied the greatest warrior ever known for being subjected to this type of humiliating confinement.
Where is she?" Gabrielle asked her guide.
"Back door, there." The woman pointed to a sturdy looking door with an iron bolt, and to Gabrielles surprise there were no guards.
"Is she eating?" She didnt know why she cared.
The woman shrugged. "Plate comes back empty. Dont know what she does with it."
"Is she chained?"
"Didnt seem no point. She never makes no trouble, ... and she did surrender and all."
Gabrielle turned and stared at the young Amazon. "Let me have your knife," she said, holding her hand out. "For protection."
"The princess said nothing about that."
"Its alright. Ephiny doesnt have to know, and really for your sake, shed be more upset if I were hurt ... or worse. Shes mine, you know."
The young Amazons eyes ran over her form, sizing her up. "I dunno. Maybe I should go check with the princess." Her hand motioned toward the door, and Gabrielle quickly reached out and grabbed her before she could move.
"Cmon," she said. "Its only five minutes. Dont make me go in there without some protection. That woman could kill me before you could reach the door." Her green eyes pleaded.
The Amazon shook her head, and pulled her dagger from its sheath, passing it her. Gabrielles hand closed around the knife, a surge of power running through her like a raging river. She looked up and smiled at the Amazon. "Thank you," she whispered, turning towards the Conquerors cell. Her revenge was at hand.
"You got five minutes," the Amazon called after her.
With each step she took, she could hear the screams of her family. Her sisters beautiful voice raised to animalistic intensity ... Her husband writhing in pain, his body engulfed in flames ... While her arms ... Xenas arms ... were so tight around her. She could feel her hot breath against her neck as the warlord forced her to watch. She could feel her body, hard as iron, pressed against her ... All her pitiful escape attempts defeated ... and the arms only pulled tighter ... At that moment they were as close as one.
When it was over, and Xena was supporting her entire weight, Gabrielle remembered something whispered in her ear. She couldnt recall the words, but she remember the feeling of lips brushing against her cheek before the warlord dropped her, leaving her broken and buried in grief.
Gabrielle remembered it all as she took those long steps down the hallway. She was within feet of coming face to face with her nightmare and pain.
Her body trembled as she contemplated the door. Her hands felt slick, and with a quick jerk she wiped her palm against her skirt, deciding to sheath the dagger before she dropped it. It was now or never, she realized, lifting a shaking hand to the door. The iron bolt squeaked loudly as she pulled it back, and taking a deep breath she opened the door. Relief lay on the other side.
The cell was very small. Barely large enough for an adult to stretch out comfortably, and with sick pleasure Gabrielle knew that the Conqueror hadnt been sleeping comfortably. As she stepped into the cell, a strange filter of light caught her eye, and she stood transfixed, watching the golden light play through the thinly thatched roof. It was as if the heavenly rays were trying to combat the evil and darkness that dwelt within the cell.
"You here for a reason or just interested in light?" The voice came from the corner, and Gabrielle searched to find the shape, which almost blended into the wall.
"I ..." Her voice failed her.
In her mind it had been so easy. Shed step up to Xena, holding a knife to her neck, and tell her that her death would avenge the murders of her husband and sister. Then shed draw the blade across her perfect white throat. Reality wasnt cooperating, and she stood frozen and confused.
"You must be part of that group come to take me away, huh?"
Gabrielle nodded her head, her eyes straining to see the womans face.
"Why the big production? Cant you just kill me here?"
"Why do you want to die?" She surprised herself with the question.
"Sick of living."
"Thats a dumb reason."
"Who asked you?"
"You just did. I think its a stupid reason. If you wanted to die, thered be plenty of people anxious to take that burden from you. Why put yourself through all of this?"
"Go away. I dont feel like talking, and you talk too much."
For some reason Gabrielle couldnt make herself turn to leave. The emotions coursing through her were too much, and for the first time in nearly a year she couldnt hear the screaming. She lowered herself to the ground by the door.
"I take it youre not going."
"I want to talk ... talk to you."
"No one wants to talk to me. You know who I am?"
"Yes, I do."
"Yes, you know who I am, or yes, you want to talk to me?"
"Both. Tell me why you came to the Amazons?"
Two booted feet slinked out into the sunlight, crossing effortlessly at the ankles. "Dunno. Seemed like a good idea at the time, but looking at the way theyre treating me, I shouldve gone somewhere else."
"Why was it a good idea?"
"I said I dont know. Leave it at that."
"Fine. How did you leave your empire?"
The Conqueror gave a wry laugh. "Im really not that important anymore."
"That bothers you?"
"What? Are you some head doctor or something?"
"Just trying to figure out why the worlds most powerful warlord just ups and walks away from all shes killed and destroyed for."
"You hate me for that?"
"Among other things, yes."
"I know you, dont I?" the Conqueror whispered, the resigned haughtiness gone.
Suddenly Gabrielle couldnt find her own voice, so she just stared. A dark head leaned forward, and two ice blue eyes peered at her from the gloom. "You look almost identical to a woman I dream about." The eyes blinked, and disappeared into the darkness again. "But she wasnt an Amazon. Just a simple village girl, or something like that."
"What ..." her voice failed, so she took a deep breath and tried again. "What is she to you?"
"You dont want to know."
"Tell me," she begged. "Why do you dream about her?"
"Its bad. A nightmare, and I cant get rid of it. I never will. Shell haunt me ..."
A knock at the door stopped the warlords story. "Times up! You know what the princess said."
Gabrielle slowly climbed to her feet, half of her desperate to flee and the other wanting to stay. The Conquerors eyes appeared again, and Gabrielle felt caught in her gaze. Without her control she took a step towards the warlord, her heart craving an answer to a question she wasnt sure she could ask.
"If I was this woman you dream about, what would I do?"
"Youd kill me, and I couldnt blame you."
"Is she the reason you gave up?"
"Why do you care?" The blue eyes narrowed as they tried to figure her out.
"Because Im tha .. because I do, thats why." She turned quickly and fled.
--- IV ---
Gabrielle stood at the entrance while the Amazon shut the cell door. Without a word she removed the forgotten dagger and handed back to the young woman. Her hands were trembling, and her insides felt sick at the knowledge shed hadnt taken her revenge. What was worse was she didnt know why.
Ephiny was waiting for her when she exited the make-shift jail, but Gabrielle kept walking. The Amazon waved her young escort off, and fell in step with her friend.
"So," she asked.
"Um, I dont want to talk about it, okay?"
"You look shaken. Not quite as easy facing her in real life, is it?"
"Leave me alone. Im fine."
"Why dont you just admit it, Gabrielle, you cant kill. You cant kill her or anyone."
The younger woman spun with a vengeance. "I can, and I will. She doesnt deserve my pity, and I dont care what she makes me feel when Im near her. I will do it!"
Her friend fell silent as the two walked across the village. Finally, Ephiny turned and stopped her with a hand. "What does she make you feel?"
Gabrielle shrugged, and looked over at the dense woods that surrounded the small outpost. She let her eyes wander back to her friend. "I dunno, Ephiny. Its weird, when I went in there I wanted to hate her. I did hate her. But when I was there ... it was kinda like something ... I mean, I could feel something that I cant explain. It got me right here," she put a hand over her stomach, and shook her head. "I dont know. It was weird."
A hand settled on her shoulder, and her friends hazel eyes locked with her. "Listen to me, Gabrielle. Youve never been through this before, so take my advice. Xena is the enemy to you. What youre feeling towards her ... its intense emotions that can easily become mixed up. You have to stay focused."
Gabrielle tried to pass it off with a weak laugh. "What are you saying? That Im in love with her? That I hate her?"
"Something like that. Youre battling yourself more than her, so take my advice and stay away from her until the trial is over." Ephinys eyes became very serious, and her hand tightened on Gabrielles shoulder. "Dont lose yourself to this, Gabrielle. I couldnt stand to see that happen. Youre very dear to me, so stay away from her."
"You dont understand what Im going through," she said, dismissing her friends warning. "So, quit trying!" She began walking again, desperate to get away from Ephinys barrage.
"Your heart is what makes you special," Ephiny continued, catching up to her in one stride. "I dont want to see you kill whats good in you out of an obligation that doesnt really exist. Your family would rather you be the good person you are than be nothing but a shadowy reflection of Xena."
Gabrielle stopped at the door of a hut, and turned to her friend. "Are we done? Im tired," she asked pointing at the door. "This my room?"
Ephiny shook her head, not speaking for a second. "Next one," she replied in a dejected tone. Gabrielle began to move, but Ephiny grabbed her arm, holding the confiscated dagger out to her. "Here," she said. "Stay away from her, Gab. Dont make it an issue between us."
Gabrielle took the dagger and nodded curtly, feeling Ephinys eyes on her back as she walked away.
The room shed been given was sparse, but not that different from her room in the main village. The small bed called to her, and Gabrielle curled in the center of the lumpy mattress, pulling her legs tightly to her chest. The afternoon shadows lengthened across the room, and a slight chill took hold of her body. Her head was spinning after her meeting with the Conqueror, and all she could see were two stunning blue eyes staring at her with ... with ... with ...
"With what?" she asked out loud.
Whatever, it wasnt the same look that she remembered in the Conquerors eyes. The strange twisting in her stomach when she was near Xena didnt make her feel any better, either. The feeling was unfamiliar, but she knew it, and yet she couldnt explain it.
"It isnt right!" she cried, sitting up and staring into the darkening room. "It shouldnt be this way."
A strange restlessness infused her body, and jumping off the bed, she began pacing the floor in random angry patterns. She couldnt shake the blue eyes from her head, and it felt almost as if they were calling to her. Placing her hands on the side of her head, she pressed with all her strength, hoping she could force Xenas eyes from her throbbing head. With an angry sneer she grabbed her knife, and ran for the door, throwing it open and storming out into the yard.
With the exception of a few torches, the village was dark, and mostly deserted. Gabrielle wasnt sure how to get back to the jail, but for some reason her body did, and she soon found herself standing outside the old stable, her heart pounding and the blue eyes calling her inside.
"It ends tonight!" she declared, pulling open the door and entering.
She expected to see guards, but the path to the Conquerors cell was open and beckoning. In an almost dream-like state she stumbled her way down the hall. Something was pulling her beyond her control to this place, and Gabrielles hand tightened on her dagger.
In her head she kept forcing images of her family, desperate to beat out the haunting eyes of the Conqueror. She hardened her pounding heart to any pity, and concentrated on how it would feel to thrust the knife into Xena, knowing the evil inside them both would ebb away with the Conquerors life.
She stopped just outside the door, and took a deep breath. Shed never killed anyone before, but tonight she would. Tonight would forever change who she was, and Gabrielle welcomed that change if it would give her peace.
Grabbing a torch, she entered the cell.
"Xena, the Conqueror!" she called, holding the dagger over her aching heart. "I am that woman, and I will kill you!" It became hard to breathe as stinging pain attacked her. She closed her eyes, her voice cracking. "You will die for the murder of my husband and sister." It was too much! She sank to her knees, a relentless pressure building in her chest. Her eyes blurred as she sought her target beyond the halo of light. "You will die, Xena, for making me watch. You will die for ..." Her voice failed. The anguish shed held at bay consumed her, and all her strength fled. She began to collapse, the straw covered floor her only comfort. "You will die, Xena," she whispered, her body falling.
A hand came up, seizing both her wrist and the torch, and Gabrielles eyes lifted. The other hand closed around her waist, pulling her body close and preventing her collapse. Her face was a mere breath away from the Conquerors, and green eyes merged with blue.
Xena looked down, and Gabrielle followed the motion. The Conquerors hand brushed against hers as the dagger was slowly removed from her weak grip. At that second Gabrielle knew her failure was complete, and her heart broke. In the flickering torch light she began to weep as she and Xena stared wordlessly at each other.
A soft touch caressed her face, and she realized the Conqueror was wiping at her tears. The touch was like nothing shed ever felt before, and despite everything Gabrielle liked the feeling. Her eyes closed, as the touch moved to her other cheek.
"You are her," Xena breathed, her face pained. "I wanted you to be."
Gabrielle forced herself to sit back, the rough wood wall scratching against her back. "If you mean the woman you made watch her family burn," she said, wiping at her face. "Then yes, I guess I am. Unless there are more of us out there?"
"No," Xena whispered. "You were the only one."
"Id ask you why, but I wouldnt expect a truthful answer."
"Whats your name?"
"So I know what face haunts me in my nightmares."
"Dont try and make me pity you! It wont work."
"Whats your name, please?"
The young woman sighed. "Gabrielle."
"Gabrielle," Xena repeated. "It suits you, Gabrielle."
She didnt know why a tremble passed through her when Xena spoke her name, but Gabrielle couldnt mistake it. What was wrong with her? Why was she sitting here, talking to this animal? Why should she care what she had to say? Why did being near her make her feel alive like shed never felt before.
"Why?" she whispered, her eyes searching.
"Im sorry. For what its worth, and I know its not much, but Im sorry, Gabrielle."
The words were spoken with a quiet sincerity, and the younger woman didnt know how to respond, so a silence settled between them. Gabrielle stared intently at the dark haired woman across from her, every feature striking an unknown but familiar cord in her. A trembling was beginning to seize her body, so she pulled her knees to her chest, and wrapped her arms around her body ... But her eyes never left Xena.
"Why?" she asked again.
The warlord tilted her head, and stared at her. "You wouldnt believe me if I told you."
"I deserve to know," she demanded. "What did I do that made you want to hurt me so badly?"
Xenas fingers pulled at the straw, her eyes down and intent on her task. Gabrielle recognized the obvious stall, so she kicked her foot out, hitting the warlords boot. "Tell me!"
The warlord looked up, and shook her head.
"Damn it, Xena! I have to know why you needed to make me suffer. I was nothing to you, and you took pleasure in hurting me. Why me? What did I do?"
"I didnt want to," Xena finally whispered. "I cant explain why I did it, Gabrielle, but know that my life has been worth nothing since that day. I cant do anything without thinking about you, and what I did ... or why I did it."
"Then why?" Gabrielle asked, squeezing her fist, unnerved that she was beginning to feel pity for this woman, to care about her feelings, and terribly afraid it would change everything. "Xena ... tell me ..."
"Because I hated you," Xena said, her voice devoid of all emotion.
"You didnt even know me!"
"I hated you because I couldnt be like you. I hated you for having so much to live for, and I hated you for not being afraid of me. You saw me for what I was, and you didnt turn away like the others. You stood there, your hair blowing around your face, and you dared me. Not with words, but you defied me," Xena said, her face hardening in the torch light, and her eyes consuming Gabrielle until she could only shake her head.
"I dont understand. I didnt ..."
"I remember it all, Gabrielle. I havent been able to forget it. No matter how much I try, that day lives in my heart like a dark shadow," Xena said, shaking her dark head. "I remember you standing there in that insignificant little town ..." Xena looked up, and gave her a half grin. "Do you know I had no intention of doing anything but taking provisions? But no, I saw you. That changed everything. All around me there was chaos. Women pulling their children to safety, men afraid to fight back but hatred burning in their eyes, and then there was you."
"I wanted to be afraid ... to run," Gabrielle whispered. "But suddenly I couldnt move."
"I remember our eyes meeting ... so much was said in that look, Gabrielle. I knew your whole life just by looking at you, and I knew in that instant that I would never have you ... I mean it. I would never have your life." Xena leaned forward and put her hand on Gabrielles foot. "Do you remember that moment? You knew me, too, I think. In that second you saw me for all that Id never be, and ... Do you remember, Gabrielle?" Xenas voice raised a note, and Gabrielle closed her eyes, trying to force the words to remain unspoken, but failing.
"I remember," she croaked, frightened by a strange and unbidden memory rising in her. "But why ... why destroy ... why murder?"
"You saw the real me, and that terrified me. It made you a threat, and I ... did what I thought I needed."
"I did nothing!" Gabrielle cried, the image of Xena striding towards her that day springing to her mind. "I did nothing to you ... How could I have?"
"I dont make mistakes ... and leaving you there ... knowing what you could do to me ... I had to make you understand."
Xena shook her head, the dark hair falling over her shoulder. "No more, Gabrielle. Accept my apology and leave. Dont force it ..."
"This is my time now, Conqueror!" she yelled, anger rising in her unchecked. "Forcing it .. Did you enjoy it?" she demanded, suddenly aware that she needed to know. "Did holding me against you, the fire everywhere ... my family ... did you enjoy it?"
Xena leaned back against the wall. "No," she uttered in a low syllable. "I didnt. As soon as I started I knew it was wrong. I knew that what I was would never be worthy ..." Her voice trailed off.
Gabrielle took a deep breath. "Worthy of what? Cause I cant see you being worthy of anything!"
"Go away, Gabrielle. I dont want to talk anymore."
"Im not leaving until this is settled, Conqueror!" she yelled. "Answer!"
Xena closed her eyes, her head slumping against her chest, and her arms tight across her stomach. Gabrielle realized that she needed to see those eyes. For some reason Xenas eyes meant something to her, and she didnt know it consciously, but those eyes had been a part of her for so long now, that theyd become symbolic of who she was. Except she didnt know who she way anymore. Nothing made sense, and she was weary of carrying around her pain and hatred. Was this woman opposite her worth it? Was any of it worth it anymore?
"Im tired, Xena," she whispered, suddenly unable to hold herself up. She lay down, the stale hay pungent under her, and looked up, rewarded by seeing the blue eyes watching her. There was something in that look that Gabrielle couldnt understand, but it comforted her ... and it angered her. "I want to hate you," she said, looking at the hay under her hand.
"Im tired of trying. Im tired of carrying around my grief. Tired of missing my family. Tired of being consumed by that moment. I want to know more."
In the narrow cell, Xena reached out, and brought her hand down Gabrielles hair. It was such a gentle touch that the younger woman closed her eyes with the peaceful feeling that infused her. "You didnt think youd be worthy of what?" she whispered, suddenly aware that the answer was important.
"Its nothing. Doesnt matter anymore. I did what I did, and now I have to pay for it."
Gabrielle looked up. "It does matter," she said. "You meant what you said, and I want ... or need to know."
"I ... I wouldnt be worthy of you," Xena whispered, her eyes locked on the other side of the cell.
Gabrielle didnt answer for a long second, the full meaning reaching her. "Why would you want to be?" she finally asked.
"Am I?" came the hoarse reply.
Gabrielle looked up briefly before lowering her eyes.
"See," Xena said in a defeated voice.
"Why me? I was nothing to you ... and you were ..." Gabrielle stopped, not sure why she was talking about this.
Xena ran a shaky hand through her tangled hair, and shrugged. "I dunno, leave it at that."
"No. I want to hear this, Conqueror," she said, aware that the biting tone had returned. Xena heard it too, and she felt the woman tense up. With a shaking hand, Gabrielle touched the warlords arm. "Tell me," she whispered, her eyes downcast.
"You made me feel something that I hadnt felt before. It scared me."
The younger woman sat up quickly, something in the warlords tone startling her. "I scared you? How pathetic! How could I possible scare someone like you?" she asked, aware that something buried deep was beginning to surface.
"Dont force this, Gabrielle. Leave now, and youll never have to know. Ill never have to say it."
"Believe me ... there is nothing you could say that would surprise me, so say it!"
Xena closed her eyes. "I knew you that day. When I looked into your eyes, I knew that there was someone greater than me. You. And I knew I could never beat you."
"Thats ... just ... sick."
"Then tell me why you didnt look away?"
"I dont have to tell you anything. You no more knew me than I know you ..."
"I had your town burned, and made you watch your family die because I knew that you were a threat to me. Somehow I knew that you could change me. I hated that. I hated who Id allowed myself to become ... and I hated who you were ... I did what I did to show you that I was better. I did it to win." Her head slumped against her chest. "I did it because I was afraid."
"Thats ..." Gabrielles chest was heaving, and her hands closed into fists. "I cant ..." She clenched her jaw and tried to swallow the building rage. "I ... Xena ... Damn you!"
Gabrielle couldnt control herself, and with a fury shed only imagined, she launched herself at the warlord, her fists flying and a deep, pained yell echoing from her soul. The momentum of her attack threw them back against the ground, and Gabrielle delighted in Xena lying helpless against her onslaught.
Xena didnt try to fight back, and Gabrielle hit her again and again, her fists connecting with the warlords cheek, jaw, stomach and anywhere else she could reach. Tormented yells escaped from her with every punch, but Xena never cried out. Eventually all of her anger fled, and she collapsed crying against Xena.
The warlord didnt move, and without thinking, Gabrielle reached out, encircling Xenas neck with her arms and holding on tight. With deep racking sobs she finally cried for her family in a way that shed never been able to before. Each chest ripping cry released a little of her pain and her hatred, and each tear that fell on the Conquerors shoulder bathed her in a spiritual forgiveness that only Gabrielle could deliver. In that moment each knew the other completely.
After what seemed like forever, Gabrielle found herself unable to cry anymore. Instead she just felt empty, and lifting her head she wiped at her burning eyes. With a sniffle she looked down, seeing that Xenas eyes were clouded by her own tears. Gabrielle opened her mouth to say something, but realizing what shed just done she closed it in silence. Xena didnt say anything either, but looking at her Gabrielle knew she didnt need to hear words.
Shaking her head she began to roll off the warlord, feeling so stupid for what shed done, and how shed broken down. How could she have let the worlds most feared woman see her so weak? She needed to get out of there, needed to find a place to hide her shame.
She started to sit up, but the further she moved from the warlord, the more alone she felt. In total helplessness she collapsed next to Xena. She heard Xenas head turn in the straw, and she could feel the eyes on her. Gabrielle had no idea what Xena was thinking, but after what theyd just shared, the young woman hadnt felt closer to anyone in a long time.
"Hold me," she whispered, afraid of her own voice, and completely terrified of what shed just said, but in the briefest of seconds, strong arms closed around her, and she was pulled close. Together they shared the silence, and the grief. She knew Xena shared her grief, and that touched her in a place she couldnt identify, but it was poignant and real, and it became all she could feel, or wanted to feel.
"Gabrielle!!" an angry voice yelled from outside. "Youd better not be in there, and I swear if youve killed her, then youll pay!"
"Ephiny!" Gabrielle said, sitting up. "Oh, gods, what am I going to tell her?"
Xena sat, and quickly pulled back into the corner, the halo of torch light unable to reach her. "Dont tell her anything, if you dont want. What happened will remain between us, Gabrielle."
"What I did to you ... I deserve to die. Im sorry."
She just stared at the dark form. Nothing was right anymore, and she felt so confused.
"Gabrielle! I know youre in there." A hand banged against the door. "Gabrielle!"
"Go," Xena said. "Leave me, please."
The door swung open, and Gabrielle scrambled to her feet as Ephiny stalked into the room. "Gods be damned, Gabrielle. What in the sacred name of Artemis are you doing here? You ..."
"I only wanted to talk, Eph."
"Dont try and pull that with me ..."
"She only wanted to talk," Xena said, her voice dark and menacing from the corner.
The Amazon looked at the dark shape, and then back at Gabrielle. "Get out of here, Gabrielle, and dont come back. Dont force me to ..."
"Leave her alone, Princess," Xena said, a palatable threat in her tone.
Ephiny turned. "How dare you talk to me like that, you worthless piece of murdering trash. Do you have any idea what youve done? Does that register at all in your evil, twisted mind?"
Gabrielle placed a shaking hand on her friends arm. "Ephiny, stop. Ill go."
Ephiny spun and left the cell, turning and waiting for Gabrielle. The younger woman walked to the door, and stopped. Something made her turn, and stare back into the darkened cell. Xena leaned forward out of the shadow, and Gabrielle could still see the trail of tears which marked the warlords face. Without thinking Gabrielle raised her hand to her heart and nodded.
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