Summary: How much influence do our past lives have over the way we live. Sara has a vision that links a stranger to a past that involves Sara and Gabriel but what they discover will change their views on life as they are forced to fight for it.
A/N: The only thing that belongs to me is the plot and my character Gwendollyn. Thank you, Scott for your help when it comes to dealing with my enthusiasm and stupidity.This is my first Witchblade fanfic. I hope you all like it. The idea came to me while I was in the shower and it wouln't leave me alone so here it is. Enjoy and please review.
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"So what have we got?" Sara climbed out of her car and was greeted by her frowning partner.
"I was hoping that you'd be able to come up with that answer." Danny said as he led Sara to the crime scene,"We have one dead and one in intensive care."
Sara looked down on the gray face of a young woman and sighed, "Any ideas on cause of death?"
"Stabbed." Danny removed the blanket that was coving the thin, still figure.
"She can't be more than what- 20, maybe 23?" Sara looked the body over then asked," Where are the rest of her clothes?"
"We haven't located them yet." Danny answered as he recovered the dead body.
"What about the other victim?"
"She was dressed the same way, just a shirt. One that obviously didn't belong to her-it was too long, a man's shirt from the look of it."
Sara closed her eyes as a vision threatened to overtake her and welcomed it in.
She no longer stood in a dingy alley but on a sunny hill and someone was running towards her. Turning, she came face to face with a pretty young woman who had paler hair than Sara had ever seen on anyone, even Iron's would be considered a dull gray in comparison.The young woman was smiling and speaking to Sara but the homicide cop couldn't hear any thing over the wind that had come out of nowhere. The pale haired woman took Sara's hand as the sky darkened and began to lead her down the hill.
"You back?" Danny asked as Sara opened her eyes to see the dingy, dull alley and for a moment her heart ached to see the green hill and pale woman again, "Where do you go when you do that?"
"Just thinking. I get lost inside my thoughts sometimes." Sara took Danny's arm and steered him away from the body towards the car,"Has anyone been able to talk to the other girl yet?"
"No." Danny looked down at his shoes,"She's the only one who can shed light this case and she's out cold."
"I'm gonna go sit with her. In case she wakes up." Sara climbed into the driver's seat and looked up at her partner, "I'll call if she comes to."
"And I'll call if we get anywhere on this end." Danny said as he closed Sara's door, "We put a guard on the door just to make sure the guy doesn't come back to finish her."
"Was she that bad, Danny?"
"Unfortunately she was. The fact that's hard for me to grip is that she's no older than this poor child behind me. I think they were twins or sisters but it was hard to tell with all the blood."
Sara had a brief glimpse of the girl from her vision, smiling and talking, her yellow eyes shining as she led Sara somewhere.
Yellow eyes?
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Sara stood and paced the hospital room for what felt like the millionth time in an attempt to get feeling back into her numb legs. She had been there for nearly five hours and the young Jane Doe hadn't even stirred once.
'Maybe I should just go home.' Sara stared down at the bandage covered eyes and wondered what color would be revieled once the white gauze was removed, 'Please don't be yellow.'
Pulling on her jacket, Sara turned to leave but couldn't bring herself to do it. Something about the whole situation made the cop uncomfortable.
'If I leave her, something will happen.' Sighing Sara sat on the edge of the hospital bed and took the girl's pale thin hand into her own as she wispered, "I'll be here when you wake."
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A small mewing sound woke Sara and without thinking she ran to the bedside to hold down the hands that were pulling at the bandages.
"It's ok." was all she could come up with at first then added, "If you promise to leave them alone I'll go get a doctor to remove them for you."
The girl stopped fighting Sara and just laid back with a deep sigh.
"Now, don't touch them. I'll be right back."
Finding a doctor or a nurse so early in the morning proved to be quite the task but find one she did. The young man didn't seem in any hurry till Sara mentioned that she was a police officer. They reached the small room within minutes.
"Ok, now the light may hurt so take your time opening your eyes, Miss." the doctor instructed as he removed the last of the gauze.
"Why were her eyes covered anyways?" Sara asked, watching the younge woman blink and squint.
"She has a nasty cut above one eye and there was glass in the other." he replied.
After the doctor made sure that the woman was alright he nodded to Sara before leaving.
"How are you feeling?" Sara asked for lack of anything else to say.
The young woman blinked and turned to face Sara. Sighing in relief, the homicide cop noticed her eye color to be a bright green.
"Whats your name?" Sara asked as she once again perched on the edge of the bed.
"Gwendollyn." the girl squeaked then brought a hand to her bruised throat.
"I'll get you some water." Sara jumped up and ran to the tray by the door that had held her water from the night before.
Gwendollyn gulped the water down and had three more glasses before she was satisfied.
Once she had handed the cup back to Sara, Gwen said something that sounded like gibberish to the cop.
"What?" Sara felt as though she should have understood the words but the feeling quickly passed as her attention was drawn to Gwen.
The young woman was trying to stand.
"You can't. You shouldn't!" Sara gently pulled Gwendollyn back down and held on to her when she realized the girl was sobbing so hard her body was shaking.
The door opened and both women looked up as Knottingham entered the room carrying a duffle bag, "Hello, Sara." he bowed, "I have brought some clothing for the young lady." he set the bag on the end of the bed and wispered something to Gwen in the gibberish lanuage Sara had heard earlier and Gwen stopped crying.
"What did you say?" Sara was unsure whether she felt impressed or annoyed.
"I told her that her sister was beyound her help and that you need her now." Ian stood in a submissive stance with his head bowed and his hands behind his back.
"Need her for what?" Sara asked, deffinately annoyed, "And what language were you speaking?"
"I'm sure you'll figure that out. You have your sources." and with that he turned to leave but stopped in the doorway and spoke with his back t them, "She's not safe here. Ask her where she was headed."
And then he was gone.
A/N: The only thing that belongs to me is the plot and my character Gwendollyn. Thank you, Scott for your help when it comes to dealing with my enthusiasm and stupidity.This is my first Witchblade fanfic. I hope you all like it. The idea came to me while I was in the shower and it wouln't leave me alone so here it is. Enjoy and please review.
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"So what have we got?" Sara climbed out of her car and was greeted by her frowning partner.
"I was hoping that you'd be able to come up with that answer." Danny said as he led Sara to the crime scene,"We have one dead and one in intensive care."
Sara looked down on the gray face of a young woman and sighed, "Any ideas on cause of death?"
"Stabbed." Danny removed the blanket that was coving the thin, still figure.
"She can't be more than what- 20, maybe 23?" Sara looked the body over then asked," Where are the rest of her clothes?"
"We haven't located them yet." Danny answered as he recovered the dead body.
"What about the other victim?"
"She was dressed the same way, just a shirt. One that obviously didn't belong to her-it was too long, a man's shirt from the look of it."
Sara closed her eyes as a vision threatened to overtake her and welcomed it in.
She no longer stood in a dingy alley but on a sunny hill and someone was running towards her. Turning, she came face to face with a pretty young woman who had paler hair than Sara had ever seen on anyone, even Iron's would be considered a dull gray in comparison.The young woman was smiling and speaking to Sara but the homicide cop couldn't hear any thing over the wind that had come out of nowhere. The pale haired woman took Sara's hand as the sky darkened and began to lead her down the hill.
"You back?" Danny asked as Sara opened her eyes to see the dingy, dull alley and for a moment her heart ached to see the green hill and pale woman again, "Where do you go when you do that?"
"Just thinking. I get lost inside my thoughts sometimes." Sara took Danny's arm and steered him away from the body towards the car,"Has anyone been able to talk to the other girl yet?"
"No." Danny looked down at his shoes,"She's the only one who can shed light this case and she's out cold."
"I'm gonna go sit with her. In case she wakes up." Sara climbed into the driver's seat and looked up at her partner, "I'll call if she comes to."
"And I'll call if we get anywhere on this end." Danny said as he closed Sara's door, "We put a guard on the door just to make sure the guy doesn't come back to finish her."
"Was she that bad, Danny?"
"Unfortunately she was. The fact that's hard for me to grip is that she's no older than this poor child behind me. I think they were twins or sisters but it was hard to tell with all the blood."
Sara had a brief glimpse of the girl from her vision, smiling and talking, her yellow eyes shining as she led Sara somewhere.
Yellow eyes?
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Sara stood and paced the hospital room for what felt like the millionth time in an attempt to get feeling back into her numb legs. She had been there for nearly five hours and the young Jane Doe hadn't even stirred once.
'Maybe I should just go home.' Sara stared down at the bandage covered eyes and wondered what color would be revieled once the white gauze was removed, 'Please don't be yellow.'
Pulling on her jacket, Sara turned to leave but couldn't bring herself to do it. Something about the whole situation made the cop uncomfortable.
'If I leave her, something will happen.' Sighing Sara sat on the edge of the hospital bed and took the girl's pale thin hand into her own as she wispered, "I'll be here when you wake."
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A small mewing sound woke Sara and without thinking she ran to the bedside to hold down the hands that were pulling at the bandages.
"It's ok." was all she could come up with at first then added, "If you promise to leave them alone I'll go get a doctor to remove them for you."
The girl stopped fighting Sara and just laid back with a deep sigh.
"Now, don't touch them. I'll be right back."
Finding a doctor or a nurse so early in the morning proved to be quite the task but find one she did. The young man didn't seem in any hurry till Sara mentioned that she was a police officer. They reached the small room within minutes.
"Ok, now the light may hurt so take your time opening your eyes, Miss." the doctor instructed as he removed the last of the gauze.
"Why were her eyes covered anyways?" Sara asked, watching the younge woman blink and squint.
"She has a nasty cut above one eye and there was glass in the other." he replied.
After the doctor made sure that the woman was alright he nodded to Sara before leaving.
"How are you feeling?" Sara asked for lack of anything else to say.
The young woman blinked and turned to face Sara. Sighing in relief, the homicide cop noticed her eye color to be a bright green.
"Whats your name?" Sara asked as she once again perched on the edge of the bed.
"Gwendollyn." the girl squeaked then brought a hand to her bruised throat.
"I'll get you some water." Sara jumped up and ran to the tray by the door that had held her water from the night before.
Gwendollyn gulped the water down and had three more glasses before she was satisfied.
Once she had handed the cup back to Sara, Gwen said something that sounded like gibberish to the cop.
"What?" Sara felt as though she should have understood the words but the feeling quickly passed as her attention was drawn to Gwen.
The young woman was trying to stand.
"You can't. You shouldn't!" Sara gently pulled Gwendollyn back down and held on to her when she realized the girl was sobbing so hard her body was shaking.
The door opened and both women looked up as Knottingham entered the room carrying a duffle bag, "Hello, Sara." he bowed, "I have brought some clothing for the young lady." he set the bag on the end of the bed and wispered something to Gwen in the gibberish lanuage Sara had heard earlier and Gwen stopped crying.
"What did you say?" Sara was unsure whether she felt impressed or annoyed.
"I told her that her sister was beyound her help and that you need her now." Ian stood in a submissive stance with his head bowed and his hands behind his back.
"Need her for what?" Sara asked, deffinately annoyed, "And what language were you speaking?"
"I'm sure you'll figure that out. You have your sources." and with that he turned to leave but stopped in the doorway and spoke with his back t them, "She's not safe here. Ask her where she was headed."
And then he was gone.