A/N I had to do this for Sara, I wish she would come back, but it was a good way to go. An oxymoron, isn't it?

Disclaimer: If the characters were mine, things would be different.

Or would they?

I am Sara's little sister.

I know that sounds crazy, but it's true.

I died when my mom was still carrying me, because

My father beat my mom one day, so I was gone.

When my older sister wrote that note not so long ago to Gil, she was also talking about me when she said ghosts.

Only she didn't bury me.

Nope, I am still around, giving her advice.

Of course, I didn't want her to leave Gil.

Oh, no. I told her that it was the first time in all the time I looked at our family and saw love.

Even though I didn't like her decision, I respect it. She kissed him goodbye, and gave him a note, told him how much she loved him, and left to make sure… that she didn't self-destruct in front of him.

Let's have a flashback.

She was right. That little messed up girl, was right. It was unnerving out in the desert as she was thinking that she was dying. In one crazy moment, she started to tell the desert about her sad story. My sister felt like she should get this resolved before she died, using nature as a counselor.

Oh, she told me that in the desert, that she knew now how much she loved Gil. I told her I liked him too, and that I wish when I was in mom that I would grow up to love someone like Gil. She was afraid that she would die before she got to tell him how much. It was terrifying to go through thinking that she was dying for two.

She was tormented that night, (after she got free) with dreams no human should have to go through. It was a night where I wished I was alive the whole day, I just wished this one day. If …I would save her in time.

Walking through the desert the next day, she talked to me again. It was about time tables. She kept trying to solve them by herself, and only sometimes I would need to give her the answers. I knew it was only a matter of time till someone would find us. God told me that much, that we would be found.

In the hospital, all she wanted to talk about was Gil. If I didn't like him so much, I would die again before being in a room with her.

"And he's so nice to me, and I don't know why."

"He must really love you."

But a tear escaped her very dry eyes. "I wish it was that simple, Paige. I don't want to hurt him."

"What are you saying, Sara?"

She didn't speak after that.

That night, she called on her would-be-20 year-old sister, while she was safe in his arms.

"Do you have time to speak to me?"

I smiled. "Always for you, big sister."

"He asked me to marry him."

I squealed, but she didn't. In fact, she looked even more crestfallen.

"And?"

"I did say yes."

Another squeal.

But then, I looked at her face. No expression.

I sighed. "You said yes, you know that, right?"

She nodded her head. "It will make it harder to leave him."

"W-what? You're leaving him? You told me how much you loved him!"

Silent tears rolling down her face.

It was a long time before she spoke. "I love him, but I have a feeling that, I will have to leave him for his sake."

I screamed so loud that it almost woke Gil. "But… but why can't it be like the fairytales are? Why d-does love hurt so much??!!"

She started to cry loudly. "I-I d-don't know!"

When we drove away from 'sin city' (It was never sin city to me) she cried silent tears as she felt she would never see him again.

I asked God for a favor, and he told me that helping her know that they would see each other again would not achieve her peace of mind.

She still doesn't know. But, I wish I could tell her.

They will meet again, someday.

I just hope it's not too late.

A/N I'll miss you, Sara. I hope to see you in my dreams.

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