Post by ebonyviper on Oct 3, 2007 15:39:12 GMT -5
Delfina's Secret (a Swept Away fanfic)
by EbonyViper (aka KirstenSanders)
DISCLAIMER: Cars and everything related to it belongs to Pixar Disney. Delfina Thompson, Ebony, Ricardo Sanchez, and Shale Huntington belong to me. Phoenix Grayston and Gryffin belong to Insane Pirate Dragon. There is no copyright infringement involved, nor is it intended. This is just for fun and enjoyment.
* * * * *
A helicopter set down on the landing pad near the newly-built airport, which had replaced the old one that had been blown up six years earlier, to let out a passenger. This was not the usual car passenger that one normally sees coming to this famous casino city, but one that was much different in appearance, size, and body.
Delfina Thompson sighted as she looked out at the large metropolis that was called Las Vegas, Nevada. She was on one of her many visits to the family that she now saw as her own.
She was named Gryffin's godmother when he was born as she had been there for the momentous event. It was a responsibility that she had accepted readily.
“Ms. Thompson?” a voice interrupted her thoughts.
Delfina turned back to the helicopter who had brought her here. His name was Shale Huntington, an Agusta-Bell 222 mix, and she had met him a few years back. Both had become real acquainted, but only used each others' first names in private. Publicly, they used formality. Nobody knew of the real reasons why they had become close friends.
“Yes, Mr. Huntington?” asked Delfina, looking up at the helo with sky-blue eyes.
“Are you sure you want to be doing that much walking in your current condition?” asked the helo, his gray eyes flashing with concern.
Delfina smiled knowingly and nodded, “Of course. I'm not that far along yet and have a couple more months to go. Don't worry. I'll be fine.”
“I can't help it,” said Shale sheepishly, “You're such a delicate thing for a human. No offense.”
“None taken,” Delfina nodded, “I'll keep in touch, though. Just in case.”
“Okay,” Shale finally relented and folded his rotor blades as a sign that he wasn't going to get too worked up about Delfina's safety.
“I'll see you later,” Delfina waved as she walked away from the airport.
* * * * *
The boardwalk that had been built especially for human use protected Delfina from the traffic out on the street. Most of the motorists who drove by only gave her a passing glance and continued on to wherever they were going.
Delfina walked with her hands folded in front of her, a reserved look on her face, as she headed toward the Neon Museum where she and Phoenix had agreed to meet. Her mind was wandering, focused on other matters, that she didn't notice the loose board until her foot caught on it and caused her to pitch forward. She thrust her arms out in front of her to stop herself from falling onto her stomach.
“Hey, what do you think you're doing?!” an angry voice demanded, bringing her back to reality.
Delfina scrambled back to her feet so that she could get off of whoever she had unknowingly and accidentally fallen against.
“Sorry, wasn't watching,” she apologized to the Mercury Topaz who was glaring at her sullenly.
However, the Topaz didn't accept that apology and rolled toward Delfina, his front tires going right up onto the boardwalk. Delfina had to back up so that he wouldn't bump her. Soon, her back was against the wall of a nearby shop.
“How can you humans be so clumsy?” the Topaz asked of Delfina.
“Clumsy?” Delfina's eyes widened in surprise, “No, you don't understand. I wasn't feeling well...”
But the Topaz interrupted her, not letting her finish, “Not feeling well? Ha! You weren't even paying attention to where you were putting those things you call feet!”
Delfina pursed her lips, but not wanting this confrontation to turn into a fight, she turned and tried to walk away. Again, the Topaz blocked her path.
“Why are you running away?” he jeered at her, “Are you a coward?”
Her hands balled up into fists and shook with anger. Delfina was seething as the insult had struck a nerve. She raised her arm, flicking her wrist and let loose a lightning bolt at the Topaz, who yelped in surprise and pain and jumped back, staring hard at her.
“She attacked me with a lightning bolt!” the Topaz exclaimed loudly enough so that any other motorists close by heard him clearly.
This outburst also brought over the local police officer, a Chevrolet Cavalier, to the scene. He eyed Delfina for a bit, than turned to the Topaz.
“Alright, calm down,” he said, “Can you tell me what happened here, sir?”
“Well, I was minding my own business when she came along and zapped me for no dang reason,” lied the Topaz, “Lock her up, Officer. She's dangerous.”
Delfina's eyes widened in horror, “That's not what happened! He's lying! He was harassing me!”
The officer glanced over at Delfina, “I'll get to you in a minute, Ma'am. Please be quiet.”
Delfina wanted to say something else, but she was starting to feel rather faint. She moaned, clutched her stomach as if feeling a sharp pain there, and collapsed right on the boardwalk, passing out.
Some of the motorists who had stopped to watch the drama unfold, gasped when they saw Delfina collapse. The Cavalier officer pulled away from the bewildered Topaz to check up on the fallen human.
“Don't touch her!” a sharp, authoritative voice rang out suddenly.
A sleep, black Pontiac Trans Am pulled up, her features stern, and blocking the officer or anyone else, including the Topaz, from getting too close to Delfina. Her pale blue eyes locked onto the officer's brown ones.
“Ms. Grayston...” the Cavalier began, but was cut off abruptly by Phoenix.
“Don't call me that!” Phoenix interrupted sharply, “Now, listen to me. This human is a very good friend of mine and I don't want you or anyone else to harm her. Is that understood?”
“Yes, Ma'am,” the officer nodded quickly, not wanting to incur the wrath of the Trans Am, knowing that she was a user, and backed off to a safe distance as Phoenix checked over Delfina to see if she were alright.
Phoenix watched the Cavalier intently. Then she signaled mentally to a sporty, tuned, black Dodge Stealth, who drove up and gently nudged Delfina, with Phoenix's help, up onto his hood. With one last glare at those that were just sitting there and watching, Phoenix snorted and turned to follow her mate away from the noisy scene.
* * * * *
Delfina awoke about six hours later to a different noise. Silence, except for the clock on the wall ticking away. Her eyes fluttered open and her hand was resting on her forehead, feeling the cold sweat moistening the skin.
She slowly sat up to see where she was and was relieved to find herself in a familiar suite, one in which she had often used on many of her previous visits. She was at The Firebird, which had been renamed after Phoenix had taken over the company six years ago.
Getting up off the bed, Delfina walked over to the window and pulled back the curtain. Her suite overlooked The Strip and she was glad for at least the view. Phoenix had assured her that she would keep the human out of danger during her visits.
She turned from the window as she heard the sound of her door opening and saw the nose of a familiar Trans Am poking in. Phoenix coming to check up on me, I bet, she thought.
“I see that you're awake finally,” said Phoenix approvingly, as she pulled into the room, “You had us all worried, especially Gryffin who kept asking what's wrong with Aunt Fina?”
Delfina nodded, smiling apologetically, “Sorry for worrying everyone. I didn't mean it.”
“That's okay,” Phoenix nodded, “You really didn't look to well when I saw you laying there on the boardwalk.”
“I zapped this Topaz to get him to stop harassing me,” Delfina explained, “And then I somehow felt dizzy and collapsed right where I was standing. That's never happened to me whenever I used my magic before.”
Phoenix furrowed her brow, seeming to guess correctly why Delfina was feeling like that. She did a quick scan of the woman and managed to pinpoint the problem, but said nothing, knowing that Delfina didn't like anyone second-guessing her.
“Delfina?” she asked, “How have you been feeling lately?”
“Well...” Delfina walked over and at down on her bed, “A little nauseated, more tired than usual, pain in my stomach...”
“Hmmm... no mood swings yet?” Phoenix asked her, coming up to park as close as possible to the human without making her uneasy.
Delfina looked up and found herself drawn in by Phoenix's pale blue eyes. She shook her head, “No, not yet. I haven't gotten to that stage yet.”
I knew it, Phoenix thought, then spoke aloud, “So, you're saying that you're having a baby.”
The human blinked and then nodded, knowing what Phoenix had done, “I guess you got a good scan of me, didn't you?”
“Of course,” said Phoenix, “I'm a user, what did you expect? The baby doesn't look like it's affecting you on a larger scale, but it sure took a toll on you when you used your magic.”
The Trans Am looked more closely at Delfina, noticing a soft, round mound that was starting to swell beneath Delfina's clothing. “And you're starting to show too.”
Delfina rested a hand on her swelling belly. “Yeah, I'm about eight weeks along already, but at least it hasn't affected how I run my mountain inn, although I've been told to cut back on some of my daily chores.”
“You should also probably cut back on using your magic, too,” Phoenix told the woman, “All that you'll be able to do for the time being is thought-speak. All the rest of that energy is going toward your baby to help it survive until it's time for it to be born.”
“That's exactly the same thing I said to you all those years ago,” Delfina smirked knowing at the memory.
Phoenix smiled and nodded, “Now it's my turn to give you some advice. Delfina, stay for a few days here, okay? You can have the run of the Firebird and anything that you need or want, just ask. The staff will get it for you.”
“Thank you, Phoenix,” Delfina replied, grateful that she had a safe place to stay while she was visiting Vegas.
“What are soul sisters for? Rico and I will help you out any way that we can,” said Phoenix, “Count on that.”
Delfina smiled, then yawned, “I'm still feeling tired...”
“I'll let you get some sleep, then,” said Phoenix, reversing carefully, “But come down to breakfast tomorrow morning. Gryffin's been wanting to see you.”
“Alright, I'll be there,” nodded Delfina.
When Phoenix's rear bumper disappeared past the door as it slowly swung shut behind her, Delfina looked around at her room. Perhaps before she went back to sleep, she should go get cleaned up. She went off to shower and then climbed back into bed, feeling refreshed. Delfina reached out and turned off the lamp beside her bed so that the only light now were the lights from The Strip streaming through her windows. What a perfect view to fall asleep to that night.
by EbonyViper (aka KirstenSanders)
DISCLAIMER: Cars and everything related to it belongs to Pixar Disney. Delfina Thompson, Ebony, Ricardo Sanchez, and Shale Huntington belong to me. Phoenix Grayston and Gryffin belong to Insane Pirate Dragon. There is no copyright infringement involved, nor is it intended. This is just for fun and enjoyment.
* * * * *
A helicopter set down on the landing pad near the newly-built airport, which had replaced the old one that had been blown up six years earlier, to let out a passenger. This was not the usual car passenger that one normally sees coming to this famous casino city, but one that was much different in appearance, size, and body.
Delfina Thompson sighted as she looked out at the large metropolis that was called Las Vegas, Nevada. She was on one of her many visits to the family that she now saw as her own.
She was named Gryffin's godmother when he was born as she had been there for the momentous event. It was a responsibility that she had accepted readily.
“Ms. Thompson?” a voice interrupted her thoughts.
Delfina turned back to the helicopter who had brought her here. His name was Shale Huntington, an Agusta-Bell 222 mix, and she had met him a few years back. Both had become real acquainted, but only used each others' first names in private. Publicly, they used formality. Nobody knew of the real reasons why they had become close friends.
“Yes, Mr. Huntington?” asked Delfina, looking up at the helo with sky-blue eyes.
“Are you sure you want to be doing that much walking in your current condition?” asked the helo, his gray eyes flashing with concern.
Delfina smiled knowingly and nodded, “Of course. I'm not that far along yet and have a couple more months to go. Don't worry. I'll be fine.”
“I can't help it,” said Shale sheepishly, “You're such a delicate thing for a human. No offense.”
“None taken,” Delfina nodded, “I'll keep in touch, though. Just in case.”
“Okay,” Shale finally relented and folded his rotor blades as a sign that he wasn't going to get too worked up about Delfina's safety.
“I'll see you later,” Delfina waved as she walked away from the airport.
* * * * *
The boardwalk that had been built especially for human use protected Delfina from the traffic out on the street. Most of the motorists who drove by only gave her a passing glance and continued on to wherever they were going.
Delfina walked with her hands folded in front of her, a reserved look on her face, as she headed toward the Neon Museum where she and Phoenix had agreed to meet. Her mind was wandering, focused on other matters, that she didn't notice the loose board until her foot caught on it and caused her to pitch forward. She thrust her arms out in front of her to stop herself from falling onto her stomach.
“Hey, what do you think you're doing?!” an angry voice demanded, bringing her back to reality.
Delfina scrambled back to her feet so that she could get off of whoever she had unknowingly and accidentally fallen against.
“Sorry, wasn't watching,” she apologized to the Mercury Topaz who was glaring at her sullenly.
However, the Topaz didn't accept that apology and rolled toward Delfina, his front tires going right up onto the boardwalk. Delfina had to back up so that he wouldn't bump her. Soon, her back was against the wall of a nearby shop.
“How can you humans be so clumsy?” the Topaz asked of Delfina.
“Clumsy?” Delfina's eyes widened in surprise, “No, you don't understand. I wasn't feeling well...”
But the Topaz interrupted her, not letting her finish, “Not feeling well? Ha! You weren't even paying attention to where you were putting those things you call feet!”
Delfina pursed her lips, but not wanting this confrontation to turn into a fight, she turned and tried to walk away. Again, the Topaz blocked her path.
“Why are you running away?” he jeered at her, “Are you a coward?”
Her hands balled up into fists and shook with anger. Delfina was seething as the insult had struck a nerve. She raised her arm, flicking her wrist and let loose a lightning bolt at the Topaz, who yelped in surprise and pain and jumped back, staring hard at her.
“She attacked me with a lightning bolt!” the Topaz exclaimed loudly enough so that any other motorists close by heard him clearly.
This outburst also brought over the local police officer, a Chevrolet Cavalier, to the scene. He eyed Delfina for a bit, than turned to the Topaz.
“Alright, calm down,” he said, “Can you tell me what happened here, sir?”
“Well, I was minding my own business when she came along and zapped me for no dang reason,” lied the Topaz, “Lock her up, Officer. She's dangerous.”
Delfina's eyes widened in horror, “That's not what happened! He's lying! He was harassing me!”
The officer glanced over at Delfina, “I'll get to you in a minute, Ma'am. Please be quiet.”
Delfina wanted to say something else, but she was starting to feel rather faint. She moaned, clutched her stomach as if feeling a sharp pain there, and collapsed right on the boardwalk, passing out.
Some of the motorists who had stopped to watch the drama unfold, gasped when they saw Delfina collapse. The Cavalier officer pulled away from the bewildered Topaz to check up on the fallen human.
“Don't touch her!” a sharp, authoritative voice rang out suddenly.
A sleep, black Pontiac Trans Am pulled up, her features stern, and blocking the officer or anyone else, including the Topaz, from getting too close to Delfina. Her pale blue eyes locked onto the officer's brown ones.
“Ms. Grayston...” the Cavalier began, but was cut off abruptly by Phoenix.
“Don't call me that!” Phoenix interrupted sharply, “Now, listen to me. This human is a very good friend of mine and I don't want you or anyone else to harm her. Is that understood?”
“Yes, Ma'am,” the officer nodded quickly, not wanting to incur the wrath of the Trans Am, knowing that she was a user, and backed off to a safe distance as Phoenix checked over Delfina to see if she were alright.
Phoenix watched the Cavalier intently. Then she signaled mentally to a sporty, tuned, black Dodge Stealth, who drove up and gently nudged Delfina, with Phoenix's help, up onto his hood. With one last glare at those that were just sitting there and watching, Phoenix snorted and turned to follow her mate away from the noisy scene.
* * * * *
Delfina awoke about six hours later to a different noise. Silence, except for the clock on the wall ticking away. Her eyes fluttered open and her hand was resting on her forehead, feeling the cold sweat moistening the skin.
She slowly sat up to see where she was and was relieved to find herself in a familiar suite, one in which she had often used on many of her previous visits. She was at The Firebird, which had been renamed after Phoenix had taken over the company six years ago.
Getting up off the bed, Delfina walked over to the window and pulled back the curtain. Her suite overlooked The Strip and she was glad for at least the view. Phoenix had assured her that she would keep the human out of danger during her visits.
She turned from the window as she heard the sound of her door opening and saw the nose of a familiar Trans Am poking in. Phoenix coming to check up on me, I bet, she thought.
“I see that you're awake finally,” said Phoenix approvingly, as she pulled into the room, “You had us all worried, especially Gryffin who kept asking what's wrong with Aunt Fina?”
Delfina nodded, smiling apologetically, “Sorry for worrying everyone. I didn't mean it.”
“That's okay,” Phoenix nodded, “You really didn't look to well when I saw you laying there on the boardwalk.”
“I zapped this Topaz to get him to stop harassing me,” Delfina explained, “And then I somehow felt dizzy and collapsed right where I was standing. That's never happened to me whenever I used my magic before.”
Phoenix furrowed her brow, seeming to guess correctly why Delfina was feeling like that. She did a quick scan of the woman and managed to pinpoint the problem, but said nothing, knowing that Delfina didn't like anyone second-guessing her.
“Delfina?” she asked, “How have you been feeling lately?”
“Well...” Delfina walked over and at down on her bed, “A little nauseated, more tired than usual, pain in my stomach...”
“Hmmm... no mood swings yet?” Phoenix asked her, coming up to park as close as possible to the human without making her uneasy.
Delfina looked up and found herself drawn in by Phoenix's pale blue eyes. She shook her head, “No, not yet. I haven't gotten to that stage yet.”
I knew it, Phoenix thought, then spoke aloud, “So, you're saying that you're having a baby.”
The human blinked and then nodded, knowing what Phoenix had done, “I guess you got a good scan of me, didn't you?”
“Of course,” said Phoenix, “I'm a user, what did you expect? The baby doesn't look like it's affecting you on a larger scale, but it sure took a toll on you when you used your magic.”
The Trans Am looked more closely at Delfina, noticing a soft, round mound that was starting to swell beneath Delfina's clothing. “And you're starting to show too.”
Delfina rested a hand on her swelling belly. “Yeah, I'm about eight weeks along already, but at least it hasn't affected how I run my mountain inn, although I've been told to cut back on some of my daily chores.”
“You should also probably cut back on using your magic, too,” Phoenix told the woman, “All that you'll be able to do for the time being is thought-speak. All the rest of that energy is going toward your baby to help it survive until it's time for it to be born.”
“That's exactly the same thing I said to you all those years ago,” Delfina smirked knowing at the memory.
Phoenix smiled and nodded, “Now it's my turn to give you some advice. Delfina, stay for a few days here, okay? You can have the run of the Firebird and anything that you need or want, just ask. The staff will get it for you.”
“Thank you, Phoenix,” Delfina replied, grateful that she had a safe place to stay while she was visiting Vegas.
“What are soul sisters for? Rico and I will help you out any way that we can,” said Phoenix, “Count on that.”
Delfina smiled, then yawned, “I'm still feeling tired...”
“I'll let you get some sleep, then,” said Phoenix, reversing carefully, “But come down to breakfast tomorrow morning. Gryffin's been wanting to see you.”
“Alright, I'll be there,” nodded Delfina.
When Phoenix's rear bumper disappeared past the door as it slowly swung shut behind her, Delfina looked around at her room. Perhaps before she went back to sleep, she should go get cleaned up. She went off to shower and then climbed back into bed, feeling refreshed. Delfina reached out and turned off the lamp beside her bed so that the only light now were the lights from The Strip streaming through her windows. What a perfect view to fall asleep to that night.