Hiya, Chloe here! So this is my new story. It is going to include some drug use, so trigger warning for that. This is slightly AU because in this story, Helena was never impregnated and Cosima never got sick. Hope you enjoy it! Reviews are always welcome :)
Rachel smiled with disdain as Sarah pointed the gun at her.
"Oh, here we go again, Sarah" Rachel sneered sarcastically. The little tramp wouldn't dare try this again, she mused haughtily, almost enjoying the drama of the scene. "Well, what do you want? I don't have time for your nonsense". Her arrogance peaked as she saw Paul emerge from the shadows behind Sarah.
With the gun shaking in her hand, Sarah felt an immense surge of power. "Where's my bloody sister, you Bitch?!"
Rachel smiled sweetly at Sarah as Paul silently edged into the room, carefully drawing a gun from his jacket. She allowed herself the briefest glance in Paul's direction. But she gave herself away.
In a flash, Sarah had clocked the look, spun around and shot Paul clean between the eyes before Rachel had time to breathe. Sarah, now mad with the taste of murder, spun on her heel to face Rachel again. There was no sign of regret on Sarah's face, and this worried Rachel.
"Now tell me where the hell Helena is, before I shoot you too!" Sarah screeched. The shooting of Paul had filled her with a strange bloodlust, as if she had banished all care and sense. All she wanted was to see her sister again. Rachel recognised the serious intent in Sarah's eyes, patted her skirt flat, and gave in immediately.
"Very well. Go find your sister" she spat, allowing her facade of decoram and grace to fall like a plastic mask from her face. She went to her desk and scribbled on a post-it note. "This is her last known address. Don't blame me if she's gone by now" Rachel babbled, pushing the note into Sarah's free hand, and hurried towards the door.
