Author's Note: So, this little story is a song-fic based on Civil Twilight's Letters from the Sky (which you should totally listen to before, during and after reading this fic)
Also, this story is a little less fluffy and a little darker than my first one. Hope you like it :-)
As always, please leave comments, it encourages me to update.
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"Letters From The Sky"
One of these days the sky's gonna break
And everything will escape and I'll know
One of these days the mountains
Are gonna fall into the sea and they'll know
That you and I were made for this
I was made to taste your kiss
We were made to never fall away
Never fall away
One of these days letters are gonna fall
From the sky telling us all to go free
But until that day I'll find a way
To let everybody know that you're coming back
You're coming back for me
'Cause even though you left me here
I have nothing left to fear
These are only walls that hold me here
Hold me here, hold me here, hold me here
Only walls that hold me here
One day soon I'll hold you like the sun holds the moon
And we will hear those planes overhead
And we won't have to be scared
'Cause we won't have to be scared
We won't have to be, yeah, scared, no
You're coming back for me
You're coming back for meYou're coming back to me
You're coming back for me
You're coming back for me
You're coming back for me
You're coming back for me
You're coming back for me
You're coming back for me
You're coming back for me
You're coming back for me
You're coming back for me
You're coming
You're coming back for me
You're coming back for me
You're coming back for me
You're coming back for me
You're coming back to me
You're coming back to me
You're coming back for me
You're coming back
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Chapter 1
Sara's eyes began to lose their focus the longer she stared blankly at the computer screen. The photos she was trying to organize blurring beyond all recognition as her eyes drifted slowly shut. Sara's head began to droop as sleep started to claim her. As her chin touched her chest, her head snapped up abruptly as she startled herself awake, her eyes popping open suddenly.
Sara sighed in frustration, rubbing her eyes vigorously with the back of her hands and slapping herself on the cheek several times. "Get it together, Hart" she muttered quietly
"Talking to yourself?" came a voice from the doorway "That's a sure sign of insanity, you know" Mark James teased as he entered the classroom, coming to stand behind Sara at her desk.
"Or possibly genius" Sara argued, massaging the crick that had developed in her neck with both hands.
"How's it coming?" he asked, looking over her shoulder at the computer screen "It doesn't look like you've made much progress" he observed, sitting down beside her.
Nearly a month ago, Sara had volunteered to put together a slide-show of their senior year to show the students and their families at commencement. Now, graduation was only two days away and she still hadn't completed it.
"I don't know what's wrong with me" Sara moaned in irritation, banging her head down against the desk several times in rapid succession "I can't concentrate."
That had been a common problem for approximately the past year now. Every time Sara would find herself in the darkroom, she would start to drift back in time to the night that she and John developed the pictures that he had taken for her. Sara would start to remember the Mogadorian attack and she would start to worry about John out there in the world facing danger everyday. Or, when Sara would go to assemble an album, she'd start thinking about all the pictures that weren't there, the ones she'd burned to protect John's identity.
"Yeah, I've gotten used to that" Mark observed, noticing the bags under Sara's eyes which had been getting steadily worse over the past few weeks "But now, you don't look so hot, either"
"Thanks" she muttered sarcastically, sending him a withering glare.
"I just mean . . ." Mark started, searching for the right words ". . . I'm worried, that's all"
Sara smiled, in spite of herself. Over the past year, Mark had turned out to be a really good friend. He was the only one who knew what had really happened at the highschool that night, the only one who knew that John and Six had saved not just Sara's life that night, but the entire planet as well.
"I haven't been sleeping that well lately" Sara admitted
Mark nodded sympathetically, urging her to go on.
"I'm having these really weird dreams" Sara continued "I can't remember them at all when I wake up, I just know that my heart is pounding and I'm terrified."
"Do you think the dreams are about John?" Mark asked, placing his hand comfortingly on her shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze.
Ever since John left town more than a year ago, Mark had known that Sara was waiting for him to come back for her. It may have stung a little at first, but Mark couldn't really fault her for her feelings - - John had saved their lives, he'd risked himself to protect them, and ultimately, he'd left town to protect them, to draw the Mogadorians away from Paradise.
"I don't know" Sara replied, running her fingers through her hair in frustration "I don't usually have trouble remembering my dreams about John" she confessed "and they're not usually this dark".
"What do you remember?" Mark prompted.
". . . . . feeling trapped" Sara whispered
"Hey . . ." Mark joked, trying to lighten the mood ". . . maybe they're just dreams about life in small-town Ohio?"
Sara laughed, shaking her head "You could be right" she conceded.
"Come on, let's get this finished" Mark offered, taking off his varsity jacket and reaching for the mouse. Scrolling down, he found his favorite subject - - himself. "How about this handsome fellow?" he joked.
Sara smiled as another memory floated to the surface "Hey, you remember that time John threw the football and knocked Kevin backward about twenty feet?" She teased, knowing he was now embarrassed by his behavior that day .
"Yeah, I remember" Mark answered, grimacing good-naturedly at her dig "I was feeling really insecure about my throwing arm until I found out John was an alien"
"I think that was the moment I fell in love with him" Sara confessed
"I'm sure it's when I did" Mark teased, clutching his heart and fake-swooning.
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tbc