This is a rewrite of Part II of a short series I wrote to try and capitalize on the whole ComicCon theme. I received feedback that is was abrupt and didn't touch like the Part I did. So I did this rewrite which lengthened the story. Let me know if you think this is better than the first part II.
All characters are participating in the fictional story of their own free will and are over eighteen years of age. Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoy it.
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The signing went well. Of course Roxie was approached on more than one occasion for an autograph though she insisted she was just a cosplayer. Finally, someone asked me where the Black Widow was. I laughed and said, "Oh Roxie here was Natasha yesterday. She is multi-talented."
After that, Jax got a lot more attention. I let her know not to sign autographs, "You really shouldn't sign any autographs just yet." I placed my hands on her thighs, "It really can be lucrative and you don't want to give up some that will go for a thousand dollars or more on the internet for free. If you wait, there will be more and then you won't get price gougers, technically stealing from your fans."
Then I kissed her lightly and turned back to the table. The Con sold all of the books they had available and one of the vendors had the forethought to bring a case as well and in the end, only two were left. David Webster was there, smiling and laughing with his fans. After the signing, he and his wife came over.
"I read your first book last night,' said David and his wife chimed in with "we". "I have to admit I enjoyed it very much. I was pleasantly surprised and that doesn't happen often. If you don't mind, I may approach my publicist and see about making a comment for your books."
"Mind," I said with a laugh, "I wouldn't mind at all. You are one of my favorite authors."
"Tomorrow, we don't have anything scheduled. We thought we'd hang here and then our flight is the next day at noonish. Would you like to join us for dinner tomorrow night?"
"I will if you let me treat," I responded seeing Jax's nod when I checked with her. David was about my age, but his wife was younger and both of them were friendly and I liked them.
We went over to make sure we would get placed in the Grand Parade into the Masquerade. They set us up with a spot and gave us numbers for the vote. We had about an hour to kill, so we went to the Green room and had a couple sandwiches that were passable. As we sat, Jax talked about Diane and David.
"You know, they are quite nice people," she said, "she is really funny and smart. And did you notice she looks like the description of David's main character?"
"No, I didn't notice that at all," I said, "but I guess it would make sense. He wrote his books about ten years ago. He mentioned they had been married for twelve years."
"You know, there is like this whole world behind the scenes that I never knew existed." she said to me and hugged my arm. "I think this is the best Con I have ever been to in my life."
"How long have you been going to Cons?" I asked.
"Um, let's see, my first one was when I was fourteen, so eight years ago," she said, "though, in just two months there will be the first Con I attended, so almost nine." She smiled at the memory. "The first Con was a birthday present from my Mom."
"Sounds like she is a cool Mom," I said, then her face kind of scrunched up.
"She... she died," Jax replied with a small sniffle, but she didn't expand upon it.
"I'm sorry, I know how hard that can be," I said my mind going to my dead wife and mother. "I lost my mother six years ago and my wife almost three. The hurt is still there. Not as bad, but still it is like a hole in my life that can't be filled."
She hugged me and I held her for a while until she got herself sorted out. She looked up at me and I grabbed a tissue and cleaned up the running mascara. Once I finished I kissed her softly on the lips and said, "You may want to reapply some of your makeup. Do you have it with you?"
She smiled weakly and replied, "I do, look." Then she pulled one of the pistols from the holster and ejected the 'power pack'. It opened to reveal a small makeup case. She kissed me harder and said, "Thanks. I don't think I've really had anyone understand what it is like before. You are one of the best things that has ever happened to me."
Then she fled to the ladies room and was gone for quite a little while before she came back. She was once again her bubbly self and clung to me. We were alone in the room so I turned her to me before we left it. "Look," I said, "right now, you want to get back into the fun. I get that. But we will talk about this later. You didn't scare me or turn me off. If anything, I feel closer to you and I am okay with that." then I leaned down and kissed her. It was hard and passionate and afterwards, she had to touch up her lipstick. But in the middle, I felt a kind of relaxation that was a release of the tension in her body.
"Thanks, lover," she said when she was done with the retouch. "I think, I think, oh hell, I think I may be falling for you. If that scares you off, I understand."
"It doesn't scare me, baby," I said as I held her hands in mine, "I was thinking that earlier. But we can go as slow or quick as you want. For now, let's have some fun." We left the Green room together but not touching. She was very nearly sex incarnate as she walked and I was cool thunder ready to draw and shoot at a moments notice.
There were three other Marshalls in the Grand Parade, one Paulette, who was just a bit too short, and a JJ with her strappy armor showing all kinds of skin. None of them were up to Jax's standard though. I knew Jax made all her own costumes and frankly, they were as professional looking as you could hope. My leathers were made by a professional and I'd bet she could do at least as good a job.
