Chapter 4

"Neal is coming soon. Aren't you excited?" asked Rachel turning to look at Sara with a little smile

Sara frowned. Something in her face had changed, plus, she was calling him by his name as if he knew him… "He is? That's good…" she said playing along but already looking around for exits or something. She had a bad feeling about all this. "I have some business to take care of, so I'll be going and come back when he arrives" she said standing up

Rachel pulled out a gun from somewhere and pointed it at her face "you're not going anywhere, Sara" she said removing her glasses

Sara gasped not understanding anything "who are you?"

"Are you stupid?" said Rachel, rolling her eyes "I told you, name's Rachel Turner. But… Neal knows me as Rebecca" she added with a little wistful smile

Sara was getting more and more confused by the minute. It wasn't the first time she had a gun pointed at her and she didn't feel that scared, but looking at this woman, who apparently had an agenda of her own, made Sara's blood run cold "Look, I don't want any trouble. If you want the diamond, then…"

"Shut up" said Rachel in a tired voice "You're so boring… seriously, I don't get it… tell me, Repo, why did Neal like you so much?" she said now removing her suit jacket and siting down casually

Sara swallowed at hearing the nickname that Neal used with her, no one else called her Repo and no one else had the right to do so, let alone some psycho woman. She was getting pissed "Look, I have no idea who you really are but the FBI is on its way here and you are not gonna get away with whatever maquiavelic plan you have" she said hiding any trace of fear in her voice, despite of the fact that she was shaking at hearing this woman having so much information on her life.

Rachel put down the gun for a while and crossed her arms. She tilted her head to one side and focused on Sara, looking at every single detail on her, from head to toe. Perfect manicure and make-up, very expensive designer clothes, high heels… of course Neal would like a Barbie-doll, she thought bitterly. She then looked at the hair which wasn't red anymore; it had been what inspired Rebecca's look. She had started with black hair and her natural blue eyes to be pretty much identical to Kate, the damsel in distress who had made Neal escape prison in the most romantic (and idiotic) act she had ever seen; then she thought on putting on brown contacts and brown hair to be like sexy Alex but then, she decided the fiery red hair of Sara was the best and with her own blue eyes, she would be perfect combination of pure innocent Kate and witty feisty Sara… Rachel sighed and looked at Sara's green/hazel frightened eyes… poor little Sara, she thought sarcastically. After a minute of silent contemplation, she spoke "Since we're gonna be here for a while, we might as well become friends, shall we?"

"Oh sure, let's do our nails, darling" fired back Sara

Rachel smiled… "Oh so you've got a sense of humor? Good. Then you'll find my story with Neal very funny"

Two can play this game, figured Sara. "Aahh I see, you're one of Neal's ladies, huh?" she said smirking "Is this what it's all about? He got into your pants and then dumped you for some diamond and now you're pissed off and want revenge?"

Something in Rachel's face twitched and even when Sara was pretty much exposing painful memories of her own, she was glad to be gaining some leverage on the situation, seeing that this woman was clearly affected by that.

"I said I was going to share MY story… not yours, darling" said Rachel through gritted teeth and a devilish smile

So much for gaining leverage, Sara thought. She felt stabbed in the stomach. It was painful to remember back then when she broke up with Neal because of the treasure and she just swallowed back tears.

Rachel chuckled seeing Sara's fighting mood deflated "Touchy subject?" she said laughing "Going to Cape Verde with Neal would've been soooo romantic. But then again, he didn't want to take you with him"

"I didn't wanna go" blurted Sara, not really caring anymore about where or how this woman knew so much but impulsively fighting back and protecting her ego

"Oh that's right, too much of a good girl you are… but not as good as Kate" she teased smirking

Sara just remained quiet and began thinking of a way to get out of here. Her baton was on her purse but this woman had a gun, so not really an advantage there… unless, she played to her ego and distracted her to take the gun from her. It was risky but she knew she had to do something until Peter or Neal formulated a plan.

"So I was saying… Neal and I had a very nice adventure. I have to say, having a man like Neal fall for you, wow, it's exciting, isn't it? Oh wait, you wouldn't know! You never let him get close to you, I mean…" said Rachel standing up and getting closer to Sara, "how could you go to London even when he proposed to you like that? Did your parents really traumatize you that much as a child, to make you incapable of loving someone? You really prefer to be alone on the other side of the world?"

Sara could see every freckle on the woman's face by how close she had gotten. She took a deep breath and put her mask on. Show time… "You're right… I was never able to let my walls down and Neal never got over Kate… I had to get away" she said looking down at her fingers, she wasn't a skilled liar but as long as she avoided eye-contact, she could try.

Rebecca frowned at the sudden change in attitude but, something about the way Sara admitted her defeat, made her smile and relax.

Sara tried a brief look at Rachel only to make a dramatic sigh and close her eyes "I was never a match for Neal… he needed someone fearless, reckless…" she then looked at her with poisonous eyes "you look the part"

Rebecca actually grinned at that "Do I, really?"

"Well, I'm sure you stole that diamond so that makes a mischievous thief. Check. You are a gorgeous woman, check. You seem smart enough to trick Neal into coming here even with his anklet. Check… want me to continue?" said Sara with angered features

Rachel kept on smiling "You know, Sara, I underestimated you. Even when I know you're lying, it's still nice to see the perfect Sara Ellis so desperate"

Sara clenched her jaw and, taking advantage of Rachel's proximity, grabbed her free hand and kicked the other holding the gun. In a matter of seconds, the gun flew through the air, Sara took out her baton and Rachel fought back and punched Sara on the face taking the baton out of her hands and pushing her hard on the couch.

Sara groaned in pain while Rachel stood there breathing hard pointing the baton at her "Now, why on earth would you carry this on your purse?!" she said amused

"Lots of dangerous, crazy bitches out there" said Sara rubbing her face in pain

Rachel laughed out loud "You know, I'm starting to like you, Sara. In different circumstances, we could've been friends"

"It's never too late. Let's talk about boys!" said Sara mock-excited

Rachel pursed her lips "I don't appreciate you mocking me" and then she smiled dreamily "But I do like your idea… let's talk about Neal"

Sara glared at her. Right now, she hated Neal for dragging her into this mess. Whatever he had done to this psycho, she didn't wanna know. Rachel seemed a little too obsessed with him and sure, what woman wouldn't be attracted to Neal, but Sara was beginning to see this went way beyond a summer fling. This Rachel woman was indeed a trained agent, she knew how to handle guns and she sure had a killer left hook. This wasn't your average criminal and she was smart enough to have conned Neal into her bed to make him do whatever she pleased. Sara shuddered at the thought, not only because picturing Neal with other women was a recurring nightmare of hers, but because she understood the feeling having had her own experience with Brian the tai-chi killer. She also felt bad for having called Neal a sociopath; clearly she hadn't known a real sociopath until now. She made a mental note to apologize to Neal once this was over.

"I hope you don't mind me cuffing you, bestie. I just don't want you to do anything stupid again" said Rachel cuffing Sara harshly

"Oh don't worry, Neal and I used to play a lot with handcuffs… you know, he taught me how to pick them and all, nothing else, I promise" said Sara batting her lashes innocently and smiling mischievously, successfully erasing Rachel's smug smile

"He does have very skillful hands" said Rachel through gritted teeth

Oh boy, this is gonna be a long day, thought Sara. Neal better hurry up. She only had so much patience and opposite to popular opinion, she wasn't made of stone.


After last night's episode, Taking Stock, I just fell in love with Rebecca as a villain, LOL. I know it sounds crazy but I love her character! So as you can imagine, I had a lot of fun writting this chapter. Now I don't intend on this being humorous, but I hope you appreciate the huge potential in getting Rebecca and Sara in the same room... (snickers)

Let me know what you think!