Dream a little dream

Xena and Gabrielle met up with Joxer in the Village. The Inn in the center of town was still intact, unscathed despite the fire that consumed most of the surrounding township. The elderly innkeeper was so grateful that Xena had returned to help them; he offered free food and rooms.
The Warrior and the Bard took the larger of the rooms. Joxer settled for the other.

They walked about the village giving aide and medical attention to the wounded. As the sun began to set in the west, Gabrielle became increasingly frightened. Xena’s heart was full of dread.

“I think we’ve done all we can for now.” Xena stated. “We should get something to eat and talk about a plan”

The three of them returned to the Inn. They seated themselves at one of the large wooden tables. Xena ordered strong tea for all. There would be no port tonight, they needed to remain alert, and more importantly, awake. After they ate their light meal, the Warrior discussed her plan.

Addressing Gabrielle, “If we can prevent you from falling asleep tonight, maybe I can scout the area again and find Veronika’s stronghold.”

“Xena, I don’t want you to leave me alone tonight. I’m really scared. Suppose I fall asleep? You won’t be here to help me.” whined the young girl, with fright and pleading in her eyes.

“Alright, alright; I won’t leave you tonight. I’ll go out first thing in the morning, but we’ve got to keep you from falling asleep.” Xena agreed.

Her mind was moving fast, trying to decide on a plan of action. “Joxer go get some sleep. You’ll need to be fully alert tomorrow. I’ll be heading out at sunrise and I’m depending on you to keep Gabrielle awake while I’m not here.” Xena directed. “Meanwhile we’ll go to our room and try to pass the time.”

Joxer followed the women up the stairs, knowing full well he would not be able to sleep a wink. The thought of them in the next room would keep him awake. He knew he could not compete for Gabrielle’s love. Not against Xena. As he lay on the bed, he resigned himself to accept that fact. Besides, if it had to be anyone else, Xena was the best choice. At least he knew his Gabby would be happy and safe. Well maybe not that safe. But he still couldn’t help wondering what they did together. Visions of their lovemaking crept into his mind as he fell fast asleep.

Gabrielle splashed cold water in her face to fain away her sleepiness. She began pacing the floor.

Not wanting to get too comfortable, Xena sat on a hard, stiff backed wooden chair as she reviewed a map of the surrounding territory, planning her next move.

“Gabrielle, will you stop pacing.” the Warrior pleaded. “You’re making me nervous”
“What am I supposed to do? I can’t lie down, I’ll fall asleep” answered the girl

“Why don’t you tell me some stories?” suggested the Warrior

Gabrielle was always ready, willing, and able to tell her bard’s tales. She began with stories of Aphrodite and ended with ones of Zeus. But there was still two more hours before sunrise.

“Xena I’ve run out of stories” the girl whined as she yawned. “We still have time to kill. No pun intended”

“Well, make something up. Something that will keep us both awake” The Warrior urged.

The bard though a minute and began to tell a story; A story of love, The story of two women who loved each other but were afraid to let the other know, The story of their first time together,. The greatest love story ever told their story.

Gabrielle moved to sit on Xena’s lap as she repeated, in detail, the events of their first night together. She told of their first kiss and first touches. She put her arms around the Warriors neck, whispering the intimate details in Xena’s ear.

Xena smiled as she relived the event. She began kissing the bard’s neck, moving downward to her breasts.

The bard kept telling the story “She entered the young girl with her fingers, probing into her wetness.”

Xena became aroused. She couldn’t help becoming wet hearing their experiences being told out loud. Her hand moved to the young girl’s outer thigh, caressing it, moving higher and higher, reaching under the bard’s skirt.

Gabrielle felt the Warrior struggling to get her hand between her thighs. She separated her knees a bit to allow for more movement.

She continued her story “The Warrior’s tongue probed the soft wet flesh of the girl’s treasure.”

Xena moaned; the feel of the girl’s breath on her ear and the visual remembrances were driving her insane. She continued moving her hand until she could finally feel Gabrielle’s mound through the bard’s britches; grabbing at it as if she found a great fortune. Kneading at the soft flesh underneath; applying pressure with the ball of her hand.

Gabrielle began to falter at Xena’s manipulation as she continued with the story. “Um...the young girl...Ohmm...stood on her knees before the Warrior....Oh yessss.” she had to bite her lower lip as she felt herself giving in to the Warrior’s touch.

“Gabrielle. Gabrielle” Xena whispered, pleading for more without having to ask. Xena tugged at the girl’s britches trying to remove them while the girl still sat on her lap.

The bard lifted herself to permit Xena to pull them off. Xena didn’t miss a beat as her hand dove into the girl’s soft wetness. Gabrielle moaned at her touch.

The bard shifted her position so that she was now straddling the Warrior’s lap. Her legs spread out before the Warrior. “Do you want to hear more?” she asked seductively.

“Yes......yes” gasped the Warrior as she nipped at her lover’s lips; her hand still inside the girl’s valley.

The bard continued to whisper her story “The Warrior could feel the young girl’s tongue enter her causing her knees to weaken”

Xena couldn’t hold out any longer. She stood up lifting the girl; the girl’s legs wrapped tightly around the Warrior’s waist. Their lips meeting with urgent need; Xena pushed the girl back onto the small table, knocking aside the maps she had been studying.

Joxer’s eyes opened with a start. He lay there listening. He was hearing muffled sounds coming from the next room. Creeping out of bed, he placed his ear against the thin wall that separated them. The only thing he could hear clearly was Gabrielle calling, or rather groaning Xena’s name.

Xena was the one on her knees this time. Her face buried in the girl’s love nest. The bard flung her legs over the Warrior’s shoulders, crossing her feet behind Xena’s head, pulling her mouth deeper inside her. The Warrior’s tongue plunged into her opening, causing the girl to quiver.

Joxer left his room, carefully closing his door as not to make any noise. He moved to the women’s door and knelt to peep through the key hole. What he saw answered all his questions.

“Xena. Xena...” she moaned as the Warrior moved her tongue between her folds. The Warrior stood up, pulling the girl’s legs and body with her. The bard’s body moved upward, until almost standing on her head, finally resting the girl’s weight on the table at her shoulders. The Warrior did not disconnect her mouth from the girl’s treasure. She continued to lap the girl.

Xena’s nerve endings were about to explode. The taste of the girl was too much for her. She reached her hand into her own britches, searching for her hard throbbing member. Feeling her own wetness; she rubbed her fingers harshly within herself.

The bard shuttered, tightening her legs around the Warrior’s neck. Xena quickened her own friction. Both of them released at the same time, once again.

Joxer stood pop eyed and open mouthed as he watched the women’s lovemaking. He knew he could never satisfy his Gabby the way Xena did.

After the waves of pleasure subsided, Xena and Gabrielle held onto each other where they stood; afraid to lie down for fear of falling asleep. The sun was beginning to rise. The bard held tight to her lover, not wanting Xena to leave her. But she knew she had to. Veronika needed to be stopped. Her life depended on it.

Joxer timidly knocked on their door. Xena opened it to let him in.

“O.K. Joxer, it’s now your job to keep Gabrielle from falling asleep. Do whatever it takes even if it means throwing her in the water fountain, or smacking her face. Just Don’t Let Her Sleep. GOT THAT?” Xena ordered.
“I got it, whatever it takes. You can depend on me” he said reassuringly.


The Warrior bent to whisper in his ear “And if something should happen and she does sleep, Do Not Wake Her. Understand?”

Joxer nodded his head, his face reflecting his determination to complete his assignment.

Xena gazed at Gabrielle. Her blue eyes told of her torture.

“Go on” the girl said “Finish this, I’ll be all right”

Xena left the Inn. She was almost certain of Veronika’s whereabouts. Judging from the territory maps, she could only be holding up in the caverns to the south. She worried, for if she was wrong, Gabrielle could be lost forever. She kicked at the horses sides forcing a fast gallop.

After watching Xena ride off, Gabrielle headed for the door. “Joxer, I have to get out of this room. Maybe some fresh air will help keep me awake.”

Joxer and Gabrielle walked about the village. Most of the villagers were busy making repairs to their dwellings. They both helped here and there, but Gabrielle was too tired. She could barely keep her eyes open and had trouble walking.

“I’ll go get you some strong tea. Wait for me here by the fountain. Why don’t you splash some water in your face maybe that will help?” Joxer suggested, before he went back to the Inn.

Gabrielle leaned over the fountain and gathered water in cupped hands. She poured the cool water over her head, hoping it would refresh her, all the while thinking “I’ve got to stay awake, I’ve got to stay awake.”

Joxer took awhile to return. The wet girl sat on a large chair like rock. Her eyes felt so heavy. Her head was beginning to spin.

“Gabrielle, here’s your t.........Gabrielle? Gabby? Joxer called out as he moved closer to the girls face. But Gabrielle didn’t hear him. She was asleep. Joxer began to panic.

Xena left Argo at the end of the trail and made her way by foot over the mountainous terrain. The mouth of the caverns lay ahead. Cautiously approaching the opening, she could not see any guards protecting the strong hold.

Back in the village, Joxer didn’t know what to do. He had let Xena down, and more importantly, Gabrielle. In his panic he was about to shake the girl, and try to wake her. Then he remembered Xena’s words “And if something should happen and she does sleep, Do Not Wake Her. Understand?” Instead he lifted the girl in his arms and slowly carried her back to the Inn.

The Warrior entered the dark cavern. Inside the stone walls she saw the glow of torches at the end of one of the many tunnels. Drawing her sword, she quietly made her way to the back. The tunnel opened into a large cavernous room. All along the sides were small cliffs and nooks. She decided it was best to climb up and make her way toward the cavern’s center. This higher vantage point would give her the edge over anyone positioned in the main area.


Joxer tenderly laid the young girl on the bed, being ever so careful not to wake her. Gabrielle began to babble in her sleep. He could make out only some words “Xena. No. Please. Xena.”

Xena reached the top of the incline. As she looked down into the cavern, her eyes widened as she saw Veronika sitting atop a throne like bolder. The leathered warrior was staring, trance like, into a small pool of what looked like black oily water. The pool floated in mid-air. In her hands she held Gabrielle’s staff.

Xena moved her gaze to the pool. Fright and terror filled her eyes as she saw Gabrielle’s reflection. She cursed Joxer. He had let them down once again and now Gabrielle was the one who would suffer. Although, Xena at this moment, was suffering too; she felt as if her heart was being torn from her chest.

Xena knew she dare not kill or wake Veronika, for if she did, the young girl would be lost forever. Her cool blue eyes darkened as she searched her mind for ideas.

Looking back into the pool, she saw a small room materialize. Gabrielle was now lying naked on a bed. Veronika appeared out of the darkness.

“Gabrielle!!” Xena choked, as the lump in her throat prevented her from screaming.

Veronika was wearing a long black cloak. As she approached the girl she said menacingly “Welcome to My world, my pretty. I was wondering how long it would take until we met again. This may be a dream, but you will feel everything as if it were real. I’m going to teach you some new tricks. Tricks that will make you scream my name”

Gabrielle couldn’t move. It was like she was glued to the bed. All she could see were the glow of Veronika’s eyes.

Veronika removed her cloak. She stood naked before the girl. Xena’s heart stopped as Veronika turned. Strapped around her hips, was a large phallic devise; one similar to those used by the Amazons; except this one was wider and much larger.

Gabrielle weakly cried out “Xena”

The Warrior crashed her fisted hand into the wall, hoping to dull the pain she felt inside. It didn’t work. Making the only decision she could, she started climbing down the embankment. Her decision was to kill Veronika. Stop her in her tracks before she could harm her lover. She would rather loose Gabrielle forever than see her penetrated by Veronika’s evil.