A tale of Civil War

Rebirth

The redhead looked out at the ruins in Manhattan, shaking her head as she took in the chaos following the Hulk's defeat. In the end Tony Stark had nearly been killed by the Hulk and his allies, beaten in a over sized armor, captured and made to fight as a gladiator against his friends Reed Richards, Dr. Strange and Black Bolt. Only the surprise arrival of the Sentry and a energy bolt Tony fired from a orbiting canon were enough to finally stop the furious Hulk.

Kat sighed as she sat down beside Rio, looking at the blond warmly. "I heard from Donnie," she referred to their boss of the Last Chance cafe fondly, "the cafe was trashed, but he thinks the feds will fix him up with the rest of the rebuilding."

"Do you really think they will?" Rio asked, the smaller woman handing her a cup of coffee. In the aftermath of the attack there were soup kitchens and refreshment stands being set up for emergency personnel and survivors, people working together to survive the chaos.

"Probably," Kat smiled as she took a sip. "Are you as tired as I am?"

"Oh yeah," Rio sighed. The two had been working search and rescue along side members of Damage Control and the New York Police and Fire Departments for nearly twenty four hours, along side every other available hero. To say she was exhausted was a understatement. "Is the flop house still intact?" she wondered.

Kat winced, "Flattened along with our stuff."

Rio sighed as she wryly said, "As expected."

"On the plus side," Kat smiled, "the Hilton is intact and is offering free rooms to emergency personnel." She looked modest, "I snagged us a room before they filled up."

Rio grinned as she hopped up and hugged her, "Oh, I could kiss you!"

Kat laughed, "Promises, promises."

"Before you go, can I get your names?" a young man in a business suit called, his black hair covered in a fine layer of dust.

"Why?" Kat asked warily, even though he didn't give the impression of being a government type.

He smiled wryly, "I'm a employee of Damage Control, miss. You two helped our operations, so as soon as we get paid I want to try to pass some of it on to you."

"I'd like that," Rio agreed as they gave their names and their plan to hit the Hilton.

"Good luck," he called as they left.

The Hilton was slightly banged up but still open, the staff eager to help the city's heroes as they welcomed them in. Complimentary robes and other items were made available, and food was served constantly buffet style in the dining room. Nearly half the rooms were already occupied, many of the big name heros having taken the upper floors, but Kat and Rio still found a comfortable suite on the middle floors.

The shower roared as Kat and Rio squeezed together inside the stall, luxuriating in the pulsing hot water as they washed each other off. Rio lathered up a wash cloth and smirked as she washed Kat's breasts, watching the taller woman blush.

"I could do this all night," Rio sighed happily, laughing as Kat went redder.

Kat pushed her back gently as she responded, "We'd be prunes by morning, you know. Besides, there are things I want to do that this little shower won't fit."

"Oh ho," Rio laughed as she let Kat lather up her hair.

Kat moved them to wash the soap out of the smaller woman's hair, then looked each of them over to see if they needed more cleaning. The building dust, grease and grime was finally gone thanks to all their scrubbing, and both women stumbled out of the shower and grabbed waiting towels.

"Oh, it feels so nice to be clean again!" Rio cried as they toweled water off, briskly rubbing each other's body dry.

"I think my ass is dry," Kat laughed as Rio lingered there a bit too long.

Rio blushed, "But it's such a nice ass, so....."

"Perv," Kat grinned at her affectionately as they kissed lingeringly. Occasionally she wondered how their peers would react if they knew cute, petite little Rio was the aggressor in their relationship. She expected they'd be shocked, but Kat was quite content with the way things were.

Rio let her hand linger at the rise of Kat's hip as they left the bathroom and went out to the living room. The suite wasn't too large but it had a small bath, a living room and a large bedroom with a double bed waiting for whomever needed it. In all honestly it was far better than their old digs, and Rio felt a twinge of sadness knowing they'd have to leave.

"How tired are you?" Rio asked innocently, smiling up at Kat.

"What do you have in mind?" Kat asked, looking down at her lover a bit warily. She knew Rio could have a wicked mind at times, and she didn't want to imagine the damage her love could do.

"There's a nice bed in the other room that hasn't had our... personal touch yet," Rio winked at her. What say we put it through it's paces?"

"Just don't break anything," Kat cautioned as they walked into the bedroom, "we may be heroes of the city but I bet too many damages would wear that out quick."

"Awww," Rio pouted as she mused, "I wondered if we could break the bed like that time back in the flophouse..."

"Thank god you heal fast," Kat muttered as they walked into the bedroom together, "Or I'd really hurt you...."

"Trust me, I love it when it's happening," Rio reassured her.

"You're certainly loud enough," Kat agreed.

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The knocking of a door roused Rio and Kat from their sound sleep, the two women reluctantly stirring on the big, comfy bed. "Arrgh," Kat groaned incoherently as she lay sprawled out in the depression the two had made in the bed.

"Oooh," Rio made a distressed sound as she raised her head from where it had been resting between Kat's full breasts. "Can you go kill that for me?" she asked plaintively.

"That's a bit harsh," Kat winced as whoever knocked again, "but I'm coming around to your way of thinking." Raising her voice she called, "Hold your horses!"

"Ow," Rio winced at the volume as she sat up. "And why horses?" she wondered as she crawled out of the depression they had made in the bed. 'Broke a few springs,' she thought proudly.

Kat chuckled, "Old saying." She looked at their dirty clothes and winced, instead looking around in the drawers until she found some robed. "Here," she tossed one to Rio as she said, "these will have to do."

"Not bad," Rio admitted as she tied the robe around her, the garment fitting her like a dress. On the taller and wore well built Kat one fit like a mini skirt, and Rio grinned as she said, "Nice view."

"Hush," Kat blushed as the two women headed to the door, Putting on her most formidable expression she opened the door, "Yes?"

"Hi there," the man in the business suit smiled warmly, looking up at Kat as he continued, "mt name is John Porter, and I work for Damage Control. How would you two like a job?"

"Huh?" Rio blinked, looking at him in surprise.

Soon they were in the living room as Porter made his pitch. In essence the two women had been 'registered' in the conflict with the Hulk, and no longer needed to be on the run. The head of Damage Control also had enough influence with the federal government that she could quash any remaining charges against the two women.

"I've heard only good things about you from the rescue teams you help," John Porter said earnestly, "we could certainly use you, and I think you would suit our company too."

"What do you think?" Rio looked up at Kat hopefully, her own expression excited.

Kat grinned back, "It beats working in a diner. Besides, this way I think we can do some good, too."

"Good," John nodded, "I'll talk to the hotel so you can use the room a few more days while we sign you up." He smiled, "And we'll pay you for your help over the past few days."

"Thank you," Kat said as she shook his hand.

As John was leaving he blushed, "You might want to spend some of that pay on clothes... those robes are kind of revealing."

Once John left Rio burst into giggles while Kat blushed. "What a impression to make on the new boss," Kat chuckled. She smiled as she thought, 'But I think things are going to turn out all right.'

End.

Notes: I'm tempted to continue this story on to 'Dark Reign' but it'd be a very unhappy time for our two heroines, so I decided to end here. Damage Control is a actual marvel comics series and is quite funny, so go read it if you can.