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Roses Are Red - Birthday Fic! - basched
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Roses Are Red - Birthday Fic!

Title: Roses Are Red
Author: Me. Basched. 
Characters/Pairings: Jellie
Disclaimer: Characters belong to Josh Schwartz and Chris Fedak. The dudes who created them obviously.   
Rating: It's okay. :)
Genre: Romance.
Summary:   Ellie is given a nice surprise.
Author's Note:  This is one of two fics I wrote for my lovely friend Kuryakinsgirl, whose berfday it tis today. I hear that she's had a very shiny day and even got the birthday wishes from AB himself! Amazing! So I'm hoping that she'll like this and its all for her! But its Jellie so I'll share! It short for me, but please do enjoy.  Tis also unbetaed so bad comma placings and mistakes are all me. Sorry.




The envelope had been sitting on the coffee table when she came home from work. It stood propped up against a slim vase which held a single red rose. The envelope was dark red just like the flower and on it, written in black italic pen, were the words “Open me.”

She was puzzled, confused as to who could have left it, but she picked up the envelope and checked it over for clues. There was nothing else, so she picked the rose from the vase, droplets of water falling on the coffee table, and breathed in its fragrant scent as one hand broke open the seal.

Inside was a single piece of red paper, lighter in colour and had on it the same black italic handwriting.

“Tonight. Fountain in the courtyard, 20.00 sharp. Wear the dress!”

Ellie looked to the clock on the cooker and realised she had only an hour until that deadline, but she smiled to herself. Putting down the note, Ellie Bartowski walked straight to her bedroom and the intrigued smirked erupted into startled shock.

The whole entirety of her room was scattered with red rose petals, roses lined the window and her dresser and on her bed was a dark blood red strapless dress. It was long, made of silk and had black vine and leaves delicately embroidered along the very large slit down the side.

It was beautiful.

Excited, she rushed over to the bed and picked it up, holding the dress against her body in front of the mirror. She couldn’t stop smiling as she imagined wearing it, with her hair curled and tied up with red and black laces at the back. Ellie looked down by the end of her bed and noticed there were some red shoes that matched the dress perfectly, they even had some small black vine detail on the side.

He was planning something and Ellie was excited and frustrated at not knowing exactly what it was. Eventually realising she didn’t have much time and that she still stank of sweat and of hospital from her shift, Ellie laid the dress back on the bed and began to strip for her shower.

She set herself fifteen minutes for the shower, though she wished she had longer for the hot water and the soothing scent and lather of strawberry soap. Afterwards, she quickly dried her body and slipped on the dress. The silk slid and trickled over her skin and before clinging to her so perfectly that it must have been specially fitted. The dress had a slight cool touch against her warm skin and it felt so good, Ellie couldn’t resist touching it with her hands, that was until she saw that time was getting on.

She curled her hair and finding some ribbons, she tied some in amongst the ringlets. Ellie did her make-up, light with a matching red lip-stick and then slipped on the shoes. After turning round, eyeing herself in the mirror and unable to stop grinning, Ellie noticed the time.

Two minutes to eight.

She couldn’t be late, or early. 20.00 sharp, meant sharp. He was extremely insistent on precision, especially with timing. Ellie picked up two roses and strode towards her front door with an elated confidence. Her mind was twirling in chaos as to what awaited her and so when the red digital numbers on the cooker clock finally read 20.00, she opened the door.

Her jaw dropped and the roses fell from her fingers.

The entire courtyard was doused with rose petals of dark reds, white and light pink, candles lined the fountain and all the windows and it was like something out of a dream or a fairy tale.  

Staggering over to the fountain, Ellie held one hand to her mouth and the other to her chest, to check that she was still breathing and that her heart was still working. Her heart was beating so furiously it was making her head spin. Tears formed in her eyes, tears of happiness and of astounded joy that this courtyard could have been transformed so quickly.

Of course, only someone like him could have done this.

As she circled round the fountain several times in complete awe, Ellie finally spotted a red envelope sitting in the windowsill of his apartment. Ellie moved over, wiped the tears from her eyes and nervously opened the envelope. Again there was red paper inside with black italic lettering.

“When you’re ready, you can come in.”

It was then that she noticed that the envelope also contained a key. Ellie tried to control her breathing, to sate the excitement swelling in her chest and all over her body, but the key was shaking in her hand. She had to steady herself on the door and she muttered to herself over and over again to get control.

“Stop being silly, Ellie.” she said. “Get a grip!”

She never could but she did eventually manage to unlock the door and walk inside his apartment.

The illumination of candles cast a beautiful glow over the walls of his condo and as she looked past the shadows to the stairs, she saw another trail of rose petals leading up to the next floor. Ellie smiled again and carefully holding up the long length of her dress, she began to ascend upstairs. A film of perspiration, excitement trickled from her neck down across her chest, her brow began to bead with sweat as well, dampening her hair but she dabbed lightly with her hand and came to a halt at the top.

Ellie saw that the trail of roses lead to the bedroom and whilst she was puzzled why he was leading her there now, she was excited.

Today was just another day but  he was making it perfect and special with every single petal and with every candle. Her heart felt as if it would surely burst in her chest it was racing so hard, and if it did, she wouldn’t care. Ellie was elated beyond anything and she had to clamp her teeth onto her bottom lip to prevent her childlike excited laughs from erupting and ruining this atmosphere.

Quietly, she walked through into his bedroom.

Ellie hadn’t seen it before, but she suspected that it didn’t normally look like this either.

The bed was covered just like everything else, with rose petals. The room was dowsed in it, and candles, thicker ones, provided the gentle romantic setting. On the bed there was also a basket filled with food; assorted cold meats, cheeses, salads, everything that was needed for a picnic. Ellie peered into the basket and noted two containers holding--there was a happy grumble in her stomach-- two slices of cheesecake.

This was perfect. It was so romantic but there was one thing missing.

“You like?”

Ellie spun round suddenly and gasped at the glorious sight before her.

John Casey was leaning against the doorframe, dressed in a spotless black Armani suit, his white shirt open at the top by several buttons and the black tie around his neck was left loose. He held in his hands, a bottle of champagne in one and two empty glasses in the other.

It took her a long few minutes of standing shocked and amazed at the handsome NSA Colonel leaning his body against the frame, before she could respond to his question.

“Oh John!” Ellie’s hands cupped at her face and turned round to take in the beautiful sight once again. “I…I…I like! I very like!”

“Too much?” he asked walking over to her hand offering one of the glasses.

“I thought it was Valentines day with all the roses.” she stammered, touching at his hand as he handed her the glass. They leaned into each other and each gave a gentle kiss to their cheeks.

“If it was, I wouldn’t have able to get even a third of what's here.” he joked. Ellie laughed and playfully slapped him on his chest.

“You have your connections I’m sure. I love it John. You have made the end of a long day so perfect!”

“I had planed on repelling down into the courtyard from a chopper, in a dramatic entrance, but that would be too over the top.”

“Just a little.”

“You like the dress?”

Ellie bobbed her head in confirmation and as John Casey opened the bottle of champagne, she could tell that he liked the dress as well. The popping of the cork and the momentary look of embarrassment on Casey’s face, told Ellie that he really liked the dress.

She had to hold in the laugh as he nearly over poured her champagne but he recovered expertly when he had finished filling his own glass. He put down the bottle, took hold of her free hand, and guided her over to the bed. Like a true gentleman he eased her down and began to set up some of the food.

“Did you know that I didn’t want to go out?” she asked when her plate was filled with an absolute delicious array of food. Casey nodded. “So you planed this very beautiful, very romantic scene just for me? You brought me this gorgeous dress?”

“Everything is for you, Ellie. This is your day, despite that you’ve worked on it. A nice relaxing romantic meal, I thought a bit of music, dancing…”

“Dancing?! You dance?” she joked.

“I can dance, Ellie.” he smiled back at her, clinking his glass against hers. “I can dance.”

“So you conveniently set all this up in the bedroom?” she quizzed. “Is there going to be more to this dancing? Do you have other plans?”

John laughed, but then his voice lowered as he sat down very close to her. His hand cupped at her cheek and brought her ear closer to his mouth.

“There could be a final stage to this evening that has been planned to detail.”

His lips brushed against her skin, his breath warm, enticing. Ellie shook and felt like completely forgoing the food and the dancing to go straight to the last stage of his plan. Her hand snaked round his neck and she turned her head to kiss him firmly on the lips.

All his hard work, his tremendous effort was going to be for nothing, though John Casey didn’t seem to mind as the basket fell off the side of the bed.
 



 

 

 


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kuryakingirl From: kuryakingirl Date: September 2nd, 2010 09:43 pm (UTC) (Link)
*World's longest, loudest fangirl squee*

A! This had everything! Armani!Casey... Leaning!Casey... mentions of Rappelling!Casey...

Do I ever like.

This was *such* a delight to read! Only Casey could pull off such an operation, that's for sure.

I'm like Ellie, with the world's biggest grin. I don't think it's coming off anytime soon.

This has definitely been the best birthday ever, thanks to all the wonderful Jellie gals.

Love you tons!

~K
basched From: basched Date: September 2nd, 2010 09:54 pm (UTC) (Link)
Glad you did likes K!!! XD

Hope you likes the other one too. :)

I'm off to bed though now....long day tomorrow!

All the best and YAY for AB sending you berfday wishes!!! You are gorgeous!!!! :)

kuryakingirl From: kuryakingirl Date: September 3rd, 2010 02:50 am (UTC) (Link)
I have to say this, too, that I thought of you when the boyfriend took me out to dinner... because when he told them it was my birthday, they brought me... Cheesecake!

Of course my thoughts immediately came to this story. :D And again I was grinning like an idiot. I swear, it'll take a week for my cheeks to feel back to normal after smiling so much today. ;D Oh, the horror. ;)

Still loving this, A!!

~K
basched From: basched Date: September 3rd, 2010 05:36 am (UTC) (Link)

LOL! They brought you cheesecake?! See that just proves what an amazing dessert it is!!

Glad I made you grin like an idiot. Perhaps I might even get to writing and actual Repelling!Casey! :)
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basched From: basched Date: September 3rd, 2010 05:37 am (UTC) (Link)

Thank you Goddess! Believe me, writing this armani!Casey was not easy. I had to stop several times to allow for "zoning" out! lol!

Pleased you liked and yeah, thanks to KG for making me write it!
sunshineali From: sunshineali Date: September 3rd, 2010 05:29 am (UTC) (Link)
Wow, this was sweet, sexy and romantic. :)
basched From: basched Date: September 3rd, 2010 05:34 am (UTC) (Link)
Thank you. :)

I wanted to write something that included all the types of Casey KC liked. Leaning!Casey, Armarni!Casey and okay he didn't actually do it, but repelling!Casey was mentioned. :)

Glad that you liked it too. Cheers.
mysticonion From: mysticonion Date: September 3rd, 2010 01:34 pm (UTC) (Link)
This was such a beautiful romantic story - just the kind of thing every girl wants. Well done Basched and happy birthday Kuryakingirl
basched From: basched Date: September 3rd, 2010 09:30 pm (UTC) (Link)

Thankyou so much lassie! :) I'm pleased you liked.
night_lotus From: night_lotus Date: September 11th, 2010 02:48 am (UTC) (Link)
Casey in Armani with cheesecake, rose petals, champagne and candles? Gah!! I have been rendered speechless!

Casey is the smexiest, most romantic man, ever! The dress and the candles glowing in the windows put it over the top, and if I were Ellie, I would be a gigantic puddle of goo resting at the Colonel's feet.

This was so beautiful, my friend!

-NL
basched From: basched Date: September 12th, 2010 09:09 am (UTC) (Link)

Thank you very much!! :) Chuffed to bits that you liked!

And yuh huh he's the most smexiest, romantic man evar!

:) Cheers, glad you liked a lot.
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