A/N: Set after Cosima is back in Minnesota. Tiny drabble I wrote from an idea that popped into my head.
Sarah's POV:
"She didn't say goodbye," Alison said softly and then again with more anger.
"What?" I asked.
"Beth. She didn't say goodbye. After all we'd been through she just gave up and she left me here to deal with it on my own. You wanted to know why I'm so goddamn angry at everything. That's why," she responded harshly.
I wasn't sure what to think or even how I should respond or even if I should respond. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry that you lost her," I said quietly. How was I supposed to act? How was I supposed to comfort her?
"You remind me of her. You act a lot like she did," Alison said softly. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have gone off on you. I just, I needed to get this off of my chest. I'm sorry I took it out on you." I nodded silently.