Author's Note: Chapter 4 Up! Wow, this fic is going by faster than I thought! Hope you like it. It's very Sara Angsty at this point. Please Read and Review!
Rated T for Violence, Gore, Swearing, and Adult Situations
Disclaimer: Never gonna own it, unless George and Sean Bean come to my door step and hand it to me.
Chapter 4: Ironic Wake Up For A Beautiful Liar
"Sara? Sara Sidle? Pick up the phone girl, I know you're awake, pick it up!" Warrick's voice rumbled from her messaging machine. Reaching out blindly in the dark, she stretched out her hands for her phone. After fumbling for a few minor seconds, the phone was held clumsily to her ear.
"Hello? War, is that you?" she wiped the sandman from her sleepy eyes.
A hearty laugh could be heard from the other end, "Morning, Sunshine. Do me a favor and open your front door."
"What? Ugh...Warrick it's, " she glanced quickly at her alarm clock, "7 a.m. Why so early? Don't we usually eat breakfast after shift?"
"No questions, just open the door, Sar, please?"
"Okay, but you are so paying for breakfast." grumbling she gathered herself and trudgingly headed to her front door and opened it. To her suprise, Warrick and Tina stood at her doorstep in formal dress.
Sara's mouth was ajar, "What the Hell's going on you guys?"
Tina squealed, "We're getting married!"
"WHAT?!" her eyes were now the size of halfdollars. No, this is not happening! Not happening! This is just one big nightmare, and I will soon wake up to the sound of my alarm clock and coffee. Warrick will meet me at the diner, we'll have our food just as before and bitch about Grissom like always. Never, Never! This is not happening to me!
He smiled sheepishly, "Can we talk to you inside? Please?"
"Please do. You guys should know by now that I do not comprehend things well without coffee. The sooner I have my coffee, the better. And the sooner you can explain what the hell is going on here." She turned around and headed back inside, the two following in back of her. Sara turned on her coffee pot, putting in extra water and coffee grounds into the mix. Propping her elbows on the kitchen counter, she stared blindly at the coffee percalator till it filled up with the precious dark liquid filled to the brim.
"You guys want coffee, right?" she asked, whilst grabbing three mugs from her cupboards. Turning around she found the two standing awkwardly, twitching like nervous twelve year olds, "You can sit down, I don't mind."
Warrick chuckled nervously as did Tina, "Come on 'Rick," his girlfriend took him by the hand and sat themselves on two stools at Sara's kitchen table.
Sara returned to her barista duties, pouring coffee into their mugs, and managing to bring them as well as creamer and sugar to the table, "Okay," she sighted as she placed the things down, "Now that coffee is ready to drink, start your explaining on why you decided to get married and why you're telling me for that matter."
"We love each other, " laughed Warrick.
Her stomach felt as if it just fell to the floor, and she almost choked on her coffee, Can I die now as you've broken my heart?
Tina continued her lover's train of thought, "And we want to spend the rest of our lives together!"
I hate you, hate you for saying that, Sara's smile froze, trying to repress the bile from coming up, her voice was still surprisingly amused, "So why...Why did you decide to tell me?"
"We would like you to act as a witness to the ceremony. We figured you'd be able to keep it secret; You know Nick and Greg, they'd blurt it out before the day was over. And Gris and Cath wouldn't think it such a great idea. But Sara, " his sea-stormy eyes shined full of praise, "I know you, you'll keep it secret until Tina and I know a time to tell the others. What d'ya say?"
Slamming her coffee mug against the table, she rose from the table and faced her wall away from her best friend and his soon to be wife. Tears welled at the corners of her eyes, and sniffling began, Sara, don't do this; don't you dare break down! You can't do this, not in front of Warrick! Not now. No matter how much you hate her and never want to be around her ever again, no matter how much you want to scream at her for taking him away from you, stay strong. Stay strong, Sara. Her body started shaking uncontrollably with sobbing.
She ran to them, throwing her arms around Warrick and Tina and cried, "Yes, of course. Just... just let me get cleaned up and ready; even a witness has to look good." her laugh was bitter, and she remained bitter throughout the service and the rest of the day, despite the cheery veneer that covered her. She smiled, hugged the new bride and groom, had brunch with them at the diner, but she knew her life's expectations shrank incredibly. All she had in life now was her work, and maybe if she tried hard enough to get him to notice her, the affections of Gilbert Grissom.
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"Sara? Sara?" the voice rang in my head, vibrating, aching. Warrick, Warrick? Is that you?
"Sara, wake up. I...I'm scared. I don't know where we are." Warrick, don't be silly, you're never scared.
I could feel the crust crumble slightly from my eyes as they opened. A blurry figure hung over me.
"Sara, It's me, Tina. Are you alright?"
Oh shit.
So yeah, this piece is tremendously angsty, but I hope you guys like it. Please Read and Review!
