Fiona is Back.

Shopping bags in one hand and purse in the other you tip toe back across the cold pavement and unlock the room door for your waiting sister. Opening it for her she strides right in like she owned the place. Following in behind her you set the bags on the floor as the door closes behind you.

Fiona offers you a coffee and you take it. She takes a sip then motions toward one of the bags. "I got you a sandwich."

You are all smiles. "You seem to be feeling better."

Fiona nods then looks down at her diminutive body. "Yeah, kinda. Fuck I hate this body though. That flu or whatever mixed with the treatment, I must have been on the tail end it. The others will take longer."

"Shit, the others. I kind of forgot."

"Yeah. Mom and Peg are okay. I called earlier. They fucked the ever loving shit out of poor Lucy last night." Fiona can't hold in a little chuckle. "But they're all safe at Peg's house. He he he. I suspect Lucy's got another big day ahead of her. We might want to send over some hookers or something. Although, he he he, she sounded happy enough when I talked to her. I talked to Chloe too. Warned her about everything." Fiona chuckles. "Her Daddy has her in a cock cage-chastity belt thing. She's not a happy girl right now." Fiona continues to be amused at your Cousin's punishment.

You couldn't share the mood. You ask. "And Elsie?"

Fiona's face drops. She takes a deep breath. "She...didn't answer."

"Oh no."

A tense silence fills the room. "I can't face her again like this." Fiona admits, her eyes flit to the corner where the nightie lay. "I'm no match for her right now. I can't go home Jesse. Not like this."

"What are we going to do?" You ask nervously. "What are we going to do Fiona?"

The tension disappears in an instant as Fiona actually smiles at your words. It takes you a moment to realize what she was smiling about. It hits you. Not so much in the words themselves but in the way you had asked your question...it was so beta. So deferential. Fiona back to herself you had unconsciously and immediately spoken to her as the alpha once again. And she liked it! She really liked it!

Fiona steps toward you and runs her small hand up your stomach and over your chest. "Don't worry baby. I'm here now. It's going to be okay."

That actually did make you feel better.

"But Elsie..."

"Elsie's a big girl." Fiona says. "She'll be okay. Better than okay." Fiona takes off her glasses and you can see that fire back in her hazel eyes. "My girl is probably out there kicking ass and taking names. I bet she is magnificent right now! She is smarter than me and devious and twice as cunning...GAH! She's probably an absolute demon right now! Ha ha ha!" The pride and admiration in your sister's face was simultaneously disturbing and heart touching. "We'll help her pick up the pieces afterward. In the meantime, it's you and me brother."

Her complete disregard to who might get hurt in Elsie's path was...interesting. Yet it was so fitting.

You smile. "Cool."

Taking a sip of much needed coffee you look her up and down. She was still small but she carried herself with a power and confidence that made her presence fill the room. You had waited, but now that she was back you can't hold back your questions anymore.

"Fiona, what the hell were you doing down at Peg's lab?"

Fiona studies you a moment. "Kiss me." She commands.

You kiss her. Or, to be more accurate, you let her kiss you. She might be little, but did she ever have a way of handling you. The way she held you and kissed you was pure Fiona.

Licking her lips to savor your taste she strokes your face as you part. "On your knees."

You set your coffee down and lower yourself to your knees in front of her. You can see in her eyes how happy that made her, and god damn did that feel good.

Looking up at her you ask again. "Why were you at the lab? You weren't trying...to get cured, of your mutation, were you?"

"HA!" She can't help but scoff. "Oh hell no! Be normal woman? No fucking way. I was just getting Peg to make me a bit stronger, a bit more hearty, a bit more...potent."

"Potent?"

Fiona pets your head lovingly. "Peg says our mutation is like a master key to unlock all the wonders of genetic manipulation. It is a miracle gene. She honestly believes it is the next step in human evolution. She said the possibilities are incredible, I decided to give her a guinea pig to test her theory. She'd get her data, I'd get...power and...potency." Fiona steps up into you and holds your head to her stomach. "I'm pretty strong, but not as strong as a man. Not a big man anyway. I don't like that. If I'm going to look after you and...our family...well, why not take what our genetics are offering us. Right? It's right there for the taking. We Bailey's are cut from a different cloth than other people. We're...superior."

You let that disturbing sentiment just hang in the air a moment before moving on.

"But it backfired." You say.

She sighs. "Yeah, that it did. Stupid little flu bug messed it all up." She smiles down at you. "I'm sorry you had to see me like this."

You hug her round the hips. "It's okay. I'm glad I could be here when you needed me."

"I always need you Jesse. You give me purpose my boy. You and El are everything to me." She lets out a frustrated breath. "Fuck, well... You know my game now don't you. You know about the collar...about everything."

"Yeah."

She was obviously embarrassed. "Fucking hell, I even told you about 'the monster', didn't I?"

"Yeah. You said it scares you."

"Yes. Yes." She looks deep in thought. "But I need it. I need it. Yesterday taught me that. I need that beast inside of me. I need that fire." Her fingers run through your hair, her nails scratching delightfully across your scalp.

You kiss her belly and hug her tight. She strokes your hair.

"Well, you know all that shit. That's that I guess." She straightens up. "Now you know. No more secrets there. I want you brother, and I'm going to have you." There was such certainty to her bold words.

"But you're my sister." You protest weakly.

"That's right brother." She beams with a complete lack of fucks given. Her deepest secrets laid bare to you had given her a whole new level of confidence. "You're sister wants your body...brother." She really leans into the word. "I want YOU...brother. I'm gonna be your Sugar Mama and you're gonna fucking love it! Brother!"

"Fiona..."

"Shut up!"

You grin. This talk was very exciting.

"I'm not going to play games with you Jesse. You know what I want. I'm taking you. You want to leave, you tell me. Period. I'm not romancing you, asking you, sweet talkin you, I'm fucking TAKING you! I'm not dancing around this shit." Her eyes bear down into yours. "You and Allison are DONE, you hear me? You cut that bitch out of your life. Immediately. She was never good enough for you."

Looking up at her with something like hero worship you soften your features in the most submissive expression you could muster and say. "Yes...Mistress."

This takes your sister off guard. Her eyes widen a moment...before a wicked smile slowly spreads across her face.