Music, Love, and Crime

Octavia awoke as the sun came through the window by the bed. She turned to look at Vinyl but found she was not there. Looking around she wasn't in the room at all. For a moment She was worried that the DJ had fled. Maybe she had done something to upset her last night? These worries were dismissed when she saw a folded scrap of paper on the bed with the word Octavia Written on it. She opened the note and read it.

Hey Octy I got up early and didn't want to wake you. The shop called and said they fixed my bike so I went to get it. I'm going to stop at the bank on the way back and grab some Quid so we can get breakfast at this great place I know. That is if you want to. I know it's a shit hole but make yourself at home while I'm gone. Vinyl. Ps. I'll grab your wallet on the way too.

She put the note in her purse as she got up and the cold air hit her naked body. She had forgotten that she didn't have any cloths on after last night. Quickly getting dressed she looked around the room for something to keep her occupied till Vinyl returned. She spotted the box of records and the old player in the corner. After searching through the albums she found an old one labeled Green Hay.

She read the names of the songs on the back. Luna of suburbia, I fought the law, Boulevard of broken dreams. The names were rather strange to her but at the same time Intriguing. She placed the record on the player and lowered the needle. As it spun the music started playing in the room. She sat down on the bed and looked at the door. Waiting for Vinyl to return was rather agonizing.

I wonder what Vinyl thinks about last night? I don't know what happened I just...wanted her. I hope she liked it as much as I did being honest with myself.

It took half the album before she heard the door start to open. Octavia stood quickly as Vinyl walked in dressed the same as yesterday and those damned glasses on again. The DJ walked over to the player and took the needle off the record. Octavia was worried for a moment but when Vinyl turned she was smiling.

"I never took you for the Green Hay type?"

"I was waiting for you to get back."

The DJ nodded scratching her head.

"Octy can we talk for a minute?"

"Of course Vinyl."

They sat on the bed together. The DJ was clearly nervous as she drummed her fingers on her knee. Octavia grabbed her hand and squeezed it this calmed Vinyl down a bit.

"Listen Octy last night was...unexpected. But I would be lying if I said I didn't like it. But I just feel like I have to say that if you want to just forget it and say it didn't happen that would be fine."

"Vinyl why would I do that?"

"Look I'm not..."

"Not what?"

"Good enough for you."

"Vinyl look at me."

The DJ looked up from her lap to the Cellist. Octavia took off her glasses and set them on the bed. She looked at Vinyl's eyes for a moment then leaned in and kissed her deeply. After a moment the DJ kissed her back wrapping her arms around her neck. When they separated Octavia put her head on Vinyl's shoulder so that her mouth was by her ear. She wrapped her arms around her tightly before saying.

"Don't ever say that again to me."

"Ok"

Vinyl hugged her back and they sat there for a while Before she spoke again.

"Listen Octy if you want to see where this goes your going to have to realize I don't know anything about dating. I've never had a girlfriend so..."

"You have never been in a relationship?"

"No my work makes it difficult. For fucks sake I was a virgin till last night."

"Your kidding with all the fans you have?"

"I didn't want my first time to be on some stupid fling...If I did get to I wanted it to be meaningful."

"So was last night meaningful?"

"Ya it was."

Octavia squeezed Vinyl tighter and kissed her cheek. Unknown to her the DJ was shedding quite tears of both happiness and guilt. She cared about Octavia probably even loved her but she couldn't tell her what her life was really like. It would put her at risk but not telling her the truth felt like they're whole relationship or whatever this was had been based on a lie. She cut the water works off as quick as she could and held Octavia at arms length.

"So did you see the note?"

"Yes."

"Are you hungry?"

Octavia nodded.

"Come on there's a good place a little ways from here and with my bike it will be a breeze to get there."

As Vinyl grabbed her glasses and stood to walk to the door Octavia grabbed her hand and entwined her fingers with Vinyl's. The DJ smiled slightly as she pushed open the door and stepped out. They climbed onto the bike as Octavia wrapped her hands around the drivers waist and after the engine revved they rode to there destination.

Vinyl politely held the door open for Octavia at the breakfast house. It was named Celestia side up. A woman at the counter saw them enter and gave a smile. Vinyl gave a wave as she came over and gave her a hug. When they separated the apparent friend of Vinyl's looked at the pair. She nodded and slugged Vinyl on the shoulder.

"About bloody time you started dating V!"

"Berry It's good to see you but can you please keep it down?"

"V don't be rude introduce me to your girl here."

Vinyl rolled her eye's beneath her shades.

"Berry this is Octavia Melody and Octy this is Berry Punch my favorite drinking buddy."

"Nice to meet you Miss Melody."

"Uh yes charmed as well."

"Charmed huh? V your dating an upper class lady?"

"Berry this is our first date can you please stop making fun of me and get us a booth?"

"Fine but next time we have a drink I'm going to drive you insane."

"Maybe I'll find a new drinking buddy then?"

"You could but who would even put up with you?"

"Berry I want a booth please."

The woman shook her head in a knowing manner and led them to a booth at the far end of the restaurant and placed two menu's down. Vinyl sat down first and Octavia slid in next to her. The DJ looked at her amused and put an arm around her shoulder as she opened the menu for them to look at together.

"What are you getting Vinyl?"

"I can't decide between the fruit salad or the loaded omelet."

"How about I get the fruit salad and you get the omelet. Then we can share?"

"Cool that will work."

Vinyl sat the menu down before pulling Octavia in a little closer. She smiled at this and rested her head on the DJ's shoulder. She was pulled out of her blissful state when Vinyl shifted her arm so it covered the left side of her neck.

"What is it?"

"I'm trying to cover the hicky I gave you last night before Berry Punch sees it."

Octavia stifled a laugh. Vinyl kissed the top of her head. She had never felt this way before. When she was younger she had crushes on other girls from time to time but she never acted on them. Octavia...she was crazy in some ways but it was her adventurous side that first caught Vinyl's attention. The night she had to go get the records and she had climbed on her bike with her. She was brave and even wild at times. She had seen that first hand last night.

"Vinyl?"

"Ya Octy?"

Octavia bit her lower lip a bit before speaking.

"I was thinking that if you wanted a nicer place to stay you could move in with me?"

The DJ blinked surprised.

"If you don't want to it's ok but I don't live far from work and since I don't have a car you could park your bike in my spot."

"You don't need to offer for me to move in because we...well are a couple now."

Octavia's eye's widened a bit. She just called us a couple!

"Vinyl I asked because I...I want you to move in ok?"

This presented a problem. It would not be easy to keep her guns and weapons hidden if she lived with Octavia. Also she didn't want to bring too much attention to her residence either but if she said no it would probably hurt her feelings. Then again the only people in the crime world that knew her true identity were her gang but this didn't solve the problem of weapons. She already knew that she carried a knife so she could probably keep it. Bringing a gun into her home would raise questions. Still she could keep them at the club and brass knuckles could stay in her pockets easily.

"If you really want me to I will."

Octavia gave Vinyl a quick peck on the lips as the DJ pulled her legs over her lap. Their moment was interrupted when Berry Punch gave a loud ehem. They looked over to see the young woman smiling at them as if she was trying to hold giggles in.

"Should I expect a happy announcement by the end of the month V?"

"Shut it Berry or I'll 'Punch' the words out of you."

Octavia let out a groan at the horrible pun while Berry gave Vinyl a look that said seriously? The DJ smiled as the waitress pulled out a pad to write on.

"What are you two having?"

"The loaded omelet and a fruit salad."

"Ok be back in a bit."

Before she left Berry Punch turned to Vinyl.

"Oh before you leave could you stop by the front desk? We need to discus some money matters."

Vinyl looked up from the table a serious expression on her face.

"I'm not sure today's a good day for that Berry."

"I'm afraid it can't wait V."

Octavia noticed that Berry wasn't being hostel but there was definitely a note urgency in her voice. Vinyl nodded and the waitress left. Octavia looked back to the DJ who was rubbing her forehead as if contemplating something.

"Is everything ok Vinyl?"

"It's fine babe just a betting deal to sort out."

"Do you need help?"

"No no I'm not in trouble I just need to talk to Berry before we leave.."

As much as Octavia wanted to believe Vinyl was being Honest there were to many strange things happening lately. The knife could have been just a simple weapon for personal defense. But the odd behavior that Vinyl had showed of late was making Octavia concerned. Still the way Vinyl's character was proved to her she had a good heart and that was what she loved about her. When they finished Vinyl paid the bill and the two left their seat. passing the counter the DJ looked at Octavia.

"Hey Octy could you wait by the bike? I'll be out in a minute."

"Ok?"

Octavia went outside but curiosity got the better of her and she didn't go to the Breakout. Instead she went to a position that she could watch what transpired between Berry and Vinyl. She found a place in time to see Berry pull a wad of pound notes from her apron bundled up in a rubber band. It was fairly thick and the DJ nodded. Try as she might Octavia could not read lips. As Vinyl started for the door she ran over to the bike. When the DJ came around the corner she smiled.

"Ready to go babe?"

"Ya what was Berry asking about?"

"Oh like I said she lost a bet with me a while ago and finally paid up."

Octavia bit her lip. The fact that Vinyl had received money from Berry was true. But with the amount that was handed over she doubted a waitress would make enough money to risk a bet of that size in the first place. The DJ had already hopped onto her motorbike and was waiting for Octavia. She climbed on and they sped off.

"Where are we going Vinyl?"

"I have to go to the club for a meeting with some of the staff. When we get there I'll give you some pounds for a cab. If you want me to swing by your place before work just give me a call in about two hours and I'll drive up ok?"

"I'll Call you in a bit then. You should see where your going to be living after all."

"Can't wait! By the way I have your wallet nothings missing that I could see it was at the front desk."

Octavia smiled this day was going pretty well.

Vinyl sat down in her chair in the back room of the club. Octavia was on her way home and she was waiting on the rest of the gang to show up. She was counting out the money. 5,000 Quid. That paired with the info on the movement's of the armored car that she had gotten from the boss and she had a plan.

The van was carrying more money than she could steal on it's way to a London bank. She knew where it would be and where she had the best chance of robbing it. The money inside would be enough to hire some muscle to deal with the Crowns. Once this was done the media would go nut's. There would be blood and lots of it before this was over.

She knew a day like this would come eventually. When you killed a member of a rival gang it was to be expected. Still the Crowns had been murdering their way to power for too long. The streets were dangerous in their territory day and night. Recently they had started dealing in Meth which was going to wreak havoc on the city if not controlled. She looked at one of the safes in the room locked with a combination.

Vinyl still had no safe way of destroying the drugs once she stole them. Hiding them could lead to them being found. Burning them would attract attention. She didn't have infinite space to lock them up so what should she do? The door opened as her gang stepped in one at a time and took their seats.

"So the club boss gave us 5,000 pounds to prepare for a heist he filled me in on. It's an armored truck heading to a bank in London. We're going to have to jack it and steal every pound we can because Golden Cruet demands half of the take or he walks to the cops."

"So how much do we need?" Asked Coin Flip.

"To hire the men we need if my plan works at least 100,00 Quid."

"That means we need a minimum of 200,000 Pounds!"

"Yes I know but this can't wait any longer! One of the Crowns boys killed Rags!"

Vinyl raised her voice in an impatient tone silence was brought to the room for a moment.

"Fucking bastards!" Ashes slammed a fist into the table.

"Were going to steal the money. Nightingale you go see The Doc about some non lethal weapons take this money. I don't want to hurt the drivers more than we have too. After you get the stuff bring it back here and go about business as usual for tonight. In front of you are your parts of the heist plan. We will not speak until after the mission is carried out tomorrow."

Everyone nodded and walked out the back door to the ally. Vinyl stood and paced to her locker to put her guns away for when she went to Octy's but as she stood she noticed the door was cracked. Pulling out her handgun she stepped quietly to the door and grabbed the handle. Quickly she whipped the door open and pointed the gun at the stunned spy. Within a second of seeing who was there she stumbled back into the table and dropped the weapon.

Her glasses slid off and she fell to the floor clutching her head in her hands as Octavia sat where she had fallen stunned to silence. Vinyl's head fell on her knees and she slammed her fists onto the floor in frustration.

"What are you doing here!"

She didn't yell or raise her voice at the Cellist she merely sounded as shocked as she was. Octavia's first impulse was to run and tell the cops everything she had just heard but this thought was quickly dismissed. Every time she misjudged Vinyl there was more to the situation then she thought. She had to at least get the full story.

"Vinyl..."

"How much did you hear?"

"Everything."

The outlaw looked up at her red eye's glistening with held in tears.

"I'm sorry Octy...I don't know what else to say."

"Talk to me."

Vinyl looked at her confused. She had resigned herself to the fact that she had lost Octavia as soon as she saw her in the doorway.

"I don't understand?"

Octavia crawled over to her until she sat directly in front of the DJ.

"Tell me what is happening so I can understand. Start at the beginning the very beginning I will listen to the whole thing."

Vinyl looked up at the celling for a moment then turned her attention to the woman in front of her.

"You really want to know?"

"Yes."

The DJ swallowed and began.

"I was raised since before I can remember in an orphanage in Boston. It was a fucking Tartarus hole. When I was about sixteen I ran away and fell in with a gang there. At first things were fine. I ran supplies and shipments for them to people who paid for our stolen goods. One day I delivered a package to these...people. They were strange but the money was too good to pass up. Three days later the Orphanage I was from was bombed by an urban terrorist group! People I knew were killed."

"Vinyl I'm so sorry..."

The DJ clenched her fists tight and lowered her head to her knees.

"It was my fault! The last package I delivered contained the supplies to make the bomb! The people I delivered it to were the fucking bombers!"

"But you didn't know what was in the bag?"

"I was too greedy to even ask! I saw the pay and said I'd do it!"

Vinyl held her head in her hands starting to loose the war against her tears. To Octavia things were starting to make sense. She gave because she felt guilty she lived in poverty because she chose to. She was trying to make up for a mistake she had made as a child with no options on the street. But how did being a criminal factor in? Before she could ask Vinyl gave an answer.

"When I found out I was pissed. I stole as much gang money as I could and ran to London. After I met the right people I got a shit hole place to live. Any money I had left I gave away. I met a DJ who taught me how to spin disks...things were good. But the only real skill I had was as a criminal. Over the year's I found others who shared my mind set. We started stealing to provide for ourselves and what we didn't need we gave to people who did need it. The people you heard me talking with that was them."

Octavia listened closely she could tell Vinyl wasn't done.

"When a gang makes money other gangs get jealous. When they were harassing me I would run but...One day I caught some members of a rival gang beating a man with clubs. When they bothered me I didn't care I could run. Worst case scenario I lost all my money on hand but they were hurting someone because he had tried to get them to pay for their drinks at his bar. I crept up behind one of them and pulled his gun out of his pocket...I tried to scare them but it didn't work."

Octavia was putting all the pieces of the puzzle together at last.

"That was the day I learned that the law can't always keep people safe. They were beating that man to death in broad daylight and no one did anything to help him! Until I shot the punk who was hurting him in the chest. It killed him. The other's ran away all they had were clubs I had a loaded gun. What I do. What my gang does is clean the streets of the people who deal drugs or murder people. We steal from other gangs or people who have more than they need. We give what we can and try to be better than the people we fight."

She looked up at Octavia her story finished. The Cellist stared at her for a moment before pulling her in a hug. Vinyl was beyond surprised. She had expected that she would run away and report her to the police. Instead she was getting a hug? Octavia spoke to Vinyl while keeping her in a tight embrace.

"Listen to me Vinyl. As long as you are honest with me from now on I can live with this. I still care about you and I am not going to send you away from me! What you are doing...I don't know what to call it but I understand your reasons. In truth the fact that you give so much at such risk to yourself is admirable."

Vinyl wrapped her arms around Octavia pulling her in. She tried to think of what to say. What could she say to show what this meant?

"I love you Octavia."

The Cellist started in surprise thinking she must have heard the words wrong. But she hadn't she knew she hadn't Vinyl had just said she loved her! She wanted to cry but held it in pulling Vinyl to her feet. She held her at arms length until they made eye contact. Octy took a deep breath sure of what she was about to say.

"I love you too Vinyl. That's why I'm going to help with this."

Vinyl sat on the couch in Octavia's flat drinking a glass of water. The Cellist sat next to her doing the same.

"Octavia I don't think you should do this."

"Vinyl I want to."

"It's dangerous Octy!"

"Vinyl I love you and I am not going to back down."

"Have you ever even shot a gun before?"

"You can teach me."

"Octy it's not that simple! When you shoot someone it's hard to handle but when you kill someone...you never get used to it!"

"Vinyl I've seen the news the way crime is in this city. You're doing something about it and...I want to as well."

"This isn't some crusade where we will become hero's or something! People die! They already killed Rags!"

Octavia remembered hearing that name when spying.

"Who was Rags Vinyl?"

"He was one of our fences we bring stolen goods to him he pays us and sells them for a profit. Somehow they found out he was working for us and..."

"What?"

"They cut off his head with a butcher knife."

Octavia grimaced a bit but for some reason she felt it hardened her resolve.

"Vinyl I want to help."

"Octavia I don't want you in danger! Rags was a friend a good one loosing him hurts! If I lost you it would kill me!"

"And what about me loosing you? I love you too Vinyl and if you are going to be in danger I want to be beside you!"

The DJ stared into her eye's hard looking for any sign of doubt to exploit as an argument to say no. All she saw was certainty. She stood and walked to the kitchen area placing her empty glass in the sink. On one of the shelves she spotted a bottle of red wine from a decent vintage. She took it down and grabbed two wine glasses walking back out to her lover. She sighed with closed eyes as she spoke.

"I want to say I don't need help but that's a lie. I want to say you would get in the way but I don't think you will. I want to say no but you wouldn't listen...so I won't."

She freed the cork with her switch blade and poured the wine into the two glasses handing one to Octavia. Sitting back down on the couch she grabbed her glass. The Cellist did the same and clicked her glass to Vinyl's. They each took a sip and leaned back on the couch placing the glasses on the table in front of them.

Octavia grabbed her hand weaving her fingers with the DJ's. Gaining a smile from this she climbed into her lap and hung her arms around her neck placing her head on Vinyl's shoulder. The blue haired woman started to lean to her right laying Octavia down and slowly working her way on top of her.

"How could I have been lucky enough to get such a brave, crazy and beautiful woman?" She whispered to her.

Instead of an answer Vinyl's head was pulled down so her lips met Octavia's for a brief moment before Vinyl Grabbed her head gently and made the kiss so deep the Cellist released a loud moan into her mouth. The DJ pulled away from the kiss and started working kisses down her jaw to her neck.

"Vinyl..."

"What?"

"Go as far as you want don't hold back."

Vinyl turned her attention to Octavia's chest and began pulling away the dress for the second time technically that day. Tossing it on the floor she started working on her lover's underwear but it was made more difficult by Octy pulling off her cloths as well. In a matter of moment's both sets of clothing were on the floor accompanied by their underwear.

Vinyl who had been on top of the Cellist lifted her onto her lap with her legs wrapped about the waist. She began giving her kisses at the base of her neck near the spot where the hicky had appeared. Octavia saw the DJ's focus on her as a chance to gain a bit of dominance. Carefully she slid her middle finger into Vinyl's sex. She found it to be incredibly wet as she worked it slowly.

The DJ meantime had stopped with the foreplay upon feeling the pleasure building. Slowly the position changed as Octavia lowered Vinyl onto the couch speeding up her finger. The DJ clenched the folds of the couch with her hands as she got wetter. She let out a breath and felt something grab the ring on her belly. Looking down she saw Octavia playing with it by using her teeth.

"Octy your-not-playing-fair!"

"I know but outlaws don't do that right?"

Before more could be said by the DJ a second finger made it's way into her and she gave a small gasp. Octavia was getting more and more satisfied with the appearing results and added her mouth to the mix. Vinyl didn't hold on long as a burst of fluid coated Octavia's hands and tongue. She swallowed and licked her lips before positioning herself so that she could pleasure Vinyl again but in this case receive at the same time.

The DJ took the hint and began licking and kissing her lover's thighs teasingly. Octavia looked over her shoulder at the woman with half closed eye's. Her long hair draped down her shoulder as she gave deep breaths. She suddenly shuddered as she felt her most sensitive area being sucked on with vigor. Vinyl's tongue went as deep as she could send it getting coated in her lover's wet juice. She mixed kisses in with her work making for a combo that brought many sexy noises of pleasure from the receiver.

In an attempt to re-assert herself Octavia performed similar work on her lover. Vinyl responded to this by lightly smacking Octy's ass and squeezing it on impact. This earned her a sharp gasp much to her satisfaction. It quickly turned into a contest of who could make the other cum faster. It ended with two in sink cries as they reached their climax together.

Panting Octavia made her way to the exhausted Vinyl pulling her into an embrace offered with soft kisses on the cheek and neck. The DJ's hair had never looked so unkempt as it did now. She opened her eye's slightly to look around her surroundings. The beautiful black haired Cellist next to her was coving her in affectionate kisses. She reached out and cupped her face in her hands to bring their lips together. She kept the kiss soft but passionate pouring all the care she had into it.

Octavia could feel the emotion in how Vinyl's lips moved. It was almost overwhelming as she melted into it running her fingers into the DJ's hair. When the kiss ended Vinyl got up much to Octavia's protest. However instead of getting dressed she picked her up and carried her into the bedroom laying her gently on the bed.

Proceeding to get under the covers as her lover had after being set down she pulled her into her arms by the waist resting the Cellist's head on her breast. Octavia took a deep breath before weaving her legs in with Vinyl's hugging her back.

"I wish I could spend every night here next to you."

"I'm sure you would if you could Vinyl."

"I promise I'm going to do this right ok? Romantic dinners, flowers, chocolates anything I can think of."

"Just be you. That's who I fell in love with."

"Doesn't mean I can't try to impress you."

Octavia nestled into the DJ getting more comfortable.

"Get some sleep gorgeous we still have to work tonight." Said the DJ.

"Then we can crawl in bed afterwards?"

"Ya for a little bit."

"Cool."

The blue haired woman laughed and kissed the top of Octavia's head closing her eye's. Before she fell asleep something occurred to her.

"Octy?"

"Yes?"

"I think you need a new couch."

"I was planning on it but now I think it's a priority."

"I think it is too."