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Title: For Her Own
Fandom: Beverly Hillbillies
Author: Apache Firecat
Rating: G/K
Word Count: 1,000
Characters/Pairings: Jed/Jane
Warnings: None
Summary: She knows it can't last, but she'll keep him for her own as long as she can.







"Oh, there he comes now!"

"He's not that cute!"

"He's cute all right! Dumb as a box of rocks, but he is cute!"

"Especially when you consider that his uncle has sixty million dollars in this bank!"

"In this bank?"

"Forget him! Where's his uncle?!"

"Excuse me, ladies, but don't you all have work to do?"

"Oh, Miss Jane -- "

"Come on now, Miss Jane -- "

"Come on nothing! Either you lot will get back to work or I will be forced to tell Mister Drysdale that you have designs on his favorite client's nephew!"

"Why would he care?"

"You know how old Penny Pincher is -- "

The secretaries scattered back to their desks, leaving Miss Jane to pull herself together just in time for Jethro's arrival. He was a bit of a philistine, but he was cute and, moreover, kind. Granted, he didn't have half the manners that his uncle seemed to possess, but Jed was too old even for her. Besides, his heart had truly belonged to his wife, and the man had no interest in remarrying. Besides, Jed was much smarter than his nephew. Jethro possessed a sort of innocence that, especially in the fancy glitz of Beverly Hills, needed protecting.

Jane clucked, swinging her clasped hands in front of her, as she saw one of the other secretaries rise from her desk. "Don't do it, Miss Lancaster!"

"She's right! Don't do it, Jill!" one of the other secretaries called from behind her. "That hillbilly isn't worth it!"

"Yeah!" added another. "Besides that, Rock will be in later this afternoon!"

"And Mister Drysdale doesn't care how many of us go out with him as long as it doesn't affect our jobs!"

Their leader carefully kept her eyes from rolling into her head. She had learned Rock Hudson's type many years before. Rock would never settle down with a secretary whereas Jethro might just one day do that very deed. Of course, she would have to have a great deal more beauty, and youth, than Miss Jane herself possessed. Especially if the hillbillies thought that Elly Mae was an old maid, she had long since dried up.

Her lack of beauty and youth did not keep the simple, charming lad from smiling boisterously at her as he came up, however. Nor did it stop her from admiring his sweet grin or the muscles she could see rippling just underneath his torn, flannel shirt. The boy might be considered dumb by many, and perhaps he was lacking in intellect. Yet whatever he might lack in actual intelligence, he surely more than made up for with his sweetness.

Or maybe, just maybe, she had truly become sweet on him. When she'd first met him, she'd had little patience for him other than the fact that her job had required it. Since then, however, she'd witnessed how naiive he truly was and how desperate to make a connection with another warm human being in this big city. He was dumb, but he was sweet. He was big, but his touch to her was always gentle. He possessed an enormous appetite unlike anything she'd ever witnessed, but that appetite engulfed not just food but life itself.

Still, one day, he'd meet a girl his age, perhaps a little older but certainly nowhere as aged as Jane herself. He'd find a pretty little face who, hopefully, saw more in him than just his uncle's money. If Jane Hathaway had anything to say about it, and she certainly planned to, he'd find a young lady who cared for him himself and wanted to take care of him, not just have his inheritance take care of her. Until then, and even after, she would watch over him and protect him from the vixens, the veritable sharks of the secretarial pool behind her, and more.

"Hiya, Miss Jane! How you doing today?"

He was always so happy, so jubilant... Seeing him always brought a smile to her plain face, but hearing his voice warmed something deep within her heart, some little, nobel piece of her as of yet untouched by Drysdale and this cruel city all around them. She smiled. "I am quite well, Jethro, and you?"

"Aw, shucks, Miss Jane, I'm busy as a bee! Granny and Uncle Jed've got me running so many errands today -- "

"Let me grab my purse, and I'll help you however I can, Jethro." If Mister Drysdale had anything to say about it, she'd simply remind the Chief that guiding the boy was practically in her job description these days. After all, they could scarcely have him dwindling away his inheritance before he got it, especially with Mister Drysdale itching to keep Jed's money in his bank! She grabbed her purse, clasped Jethro's arm, and secretly thrilled at the muscles she felt beneath his flannel.

One of the newer secretaries started to speak up, but the moment she opened her big lips, with their bright, ruby red lipstick painted across them, Miss Jane twirled Jethro. "Now, my dear boy, where are we off to today?" she asked, pretending not to hear the other secretaries hissing at the one about the easier and, to them, cuter, celebrities who would be in the bank later that Friday afternoon.

"Well, Miss Jane, to be honest," Jethro said, looking about and blushing at all the pretty faces, "I don't rightly remember -- "

Jane knew quite well how to handle that! "I'm certain you would like some viddles -- "

"Oh, you betcha I would, but there was something Uncle Jed wanted me to talk to Mister Drysdale about -- "

"Oh, come along, Jethro! I'm sure it can wait, but the daylight cannot!" Whatever excuse she might have to use, Jane decided firmly, clasping his muscular arm in her fingers and yanking him out of the bank, she would find a way to keep his companionship! She'd protect him, of course, from all the sharks and pariahs of Beverly Hills, but she'd also keep him for herself as long as she could!




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