Summary: This story shows a possible outcome of what happened to
Gabrielle after Xena's death in A Friend In Need. After Xena died,
Gabrielle is heartbroken, will she be able to move on and love
again? Or will her world end with the life of her
soulmate.
Disclaimer: Xena and Gabrielle and the other characters from
Xena, The Warrior Priness don't belong to me. I'm just borrowing
them for this story. Which makes me sad, but, Alexandria does. So
at least I have one kick ass chick to my name.
I have used the lyrics to two songs in this fanfiction. The
Story by Brandi Carlile and A Thousand Years by Christina Perri do
not belong to me. I am also just borrowing them for this.
Violence: There will be violence, I mean, it's Xena. It's not
overly graphic, but enough to make you cringe in certain parts.
There is also a lot of offensive language.
Subtext: Subtext is maintext in this fanfiction. There will be
graphic scenes of two women making love, and having sex. Lots and
lots of angst and romance. If this bothers you, then you might want
to stop reading this now, or you can open your mind and continue.
If you are under the age of eighteen, or this type of story is
illegal where you live, then close stop reading now. Close the
page.
Author's Note: This is my first Xena fanfiction, and it shows
what could have happened to Gabrielle after Xena died in A Friend
in Need. You may be confused for the first few chapters, but
everything will start to come together eventually.
Comments are very much appreciated.
If you wish to send them to me, my email is
jacklavigne13@hotmail.com
Enjoy the show! Or so to speak.
In Need Of A Friend
By jacklavigne
Prologue
They say when you lose the one you love, it's like having your
heart ripped out of your chest. They were wrong.
It was so much worse.
It felt like my heart had exploded in my chest, tearing up my
insides, pulling a scream of pure anguish from my throat. My head
was throbbing from the amount of tears I had cried, and my throat
was raw from sobbing and screaming at the Gods, or what was left of
them anyway. My body ached from lying on the hard wood on the deck
of this ship, as it drifted out to sea, in no particular direction,
a bit like my mind, which seemed to have left me over the past
couple of days.
I held the marble urn that contained my lovers ashes tightly to
my chest, my knuckles white with strain from having gripped it for
so long. I still couldn't believe it. That something so breakable
could contain something so powerful. That everything that was once
the most feared warlord in the Known world was now contained inside
something so small.
Though people used to ask me a similar question. How did I, a
little slip of a girl, manage to tame the beast that was The
Warrior Princess, Destroyer of Nations. I'd just laugh and tell
them that you could break a horse with a whip, but to gain it's
trust, you only needed a gentle hand. Though I never broke Xena, I
did manage to calm the rage in her heart, and soothe her damaged
soul with my touch and softly spoken words.
But now she was gone, she had left me, her soul flying up to the
Heavens, without me.
And suddenly I felt a white hot burst of anger and
betrayl.
How dare she leave me! When she promised that she never would,
not even in death. She swore that I was her everything, her
soulmate, her one and only. And yet she didn't even think twice
about dying, about leaving me here to live out the rest of my life
on my own, while she laid in the Fields of Paradise. It was for the
greater good, she said.
Well, fuck the greater good! And fuck Akemi for sending for her,
and fuck the forty thousand souls that were to be lost forever
without the death of my warrior.
All I wanted was Xena, in my arms where she belongs. My lips on
hers, our fingers entwined, and our hearts beating as
one.
But she's gone. And I'll never again feel her in my arms, while
my heart still beats. Never hear her whisper my name, when i'm
awake and not dreaming. Never feel her touch which brought me such
pleasure.
I don't know how I can possibly go on without her. I have
wondered whether I should just take my own life, throw myself over
board and let myself sink in the water, so I can join her, but I
cannot. I already promised Xena years ago, that if it came to this,
I wouldn't spill my own blood. I just never thought it would be
this hard.
I have no one now. She's gone. I'm alone. Empty.
I wonder if the emptiness can ever be filled? I doubt it.
A friend in need, is what I am. A friend in need of a friend,
that no longer breathes.
To be continued in Chapter One.