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Rated: PG 13- Violence and Language.
Ch 10: New Personal Evil:
Sarra drove til she got to the PD, then sighed as she rested her head against the wheel of her vehicle. "Damn. Damn. Damn. Damn. Damn. DAMN!" She moaned as she hit her head against the steering wheel of her truck. "Hells." She moaned. She whimpered. Then her cellphone went off. "Torrens." She answered as if she was dead to the world.
"Silver? You alright?" It was Ryan on the other end. "No, Darlin'. We've got problems. Your boss's been in my file investigating me!" Ryan cursed at that. "Sorry Silver..." he whispered.
Sarra sighed as she sank against her car seat, as she saw Horatio drive up, she moaned. "Got to get to work kid. Too many deaths." She said. There was a long pregnant pause. "Sorry Silver..." She heard. Sarra smiled. "It's alright, it's not your fault kid." "Drinks tonight? If nothing else happens?" She asked. He smiled. "Sounds good. Meet you at Shadow at nine?" He asked about the club that just opened up by the downtown core.
"Shadow? Sounds Dark, sounds good kid." "Let's make it ten if I can't get there before." She said. He nodded. "Sounds good. See you in here." She smiled. She shut the phone off, then got out of her car, and brought her laptop up with her. Sarra sighed as she made it up the stairs in one peice. She then found her desk, and smiled in pain as she saw something on top. It was a red rose. 'Hells...' She thought. It made her shudder.
Her wide green blue eyes stared. Picking up the cellophane wrapped rose, she had shaking hands. 'Gods.' She thought. 'Who'd be so sick...?' She thought. Licking her lips she read the card. "To one who brings the Light from the Darkness." There was no signature. There didn't have to be. She left the rose on the desk and called Ryan.
She started shaking, and looked absolutely pale by the time he came to her. Sarra was frustrated, and her eyes went dark. 'Where are you?' She thought.
Ryan came to her and looked at her position in the chair. It was stiff, and looked like she was ready to crack. "Sarra?" He asked as he came to her side. She whimpered. Then he saw the red rose and then she handed him the card. It was still in one peice. "Gods!" He muttered as he saw the message and the look in her eyes.
Sarra saw Ryan as he touched her shoulderblades. "Ryan?" She whispered. "How do I stay safe now?" She asked. Her voice was barely above a whisper. Sarra closed her eyes, and whimpered. Sarra started to do her controlled rocking in her seat. "Easy Silver...Easy." "Please." Sarra smiled. "There won't be anything easy for a long, long time." She said. Her voice was dark, and her eyes were haunted.
Sarra got up, and was in one peice, and walked out towards the breakroom. Horatio came to Ryan. "Mr. Wolfe?" He was very quiet and almost scared his friend. "H...don't do that." He said.
"What's wrong with Lieutenant Torrens?" Horatio asked. Ryan handed Horatio the card. "An old friend that popped out of the woodworks, because of your digging." Meanwhile, in the breakroom, Sarra went to the fridge and got a can of cold caffiene. Her stressed face made most of the lab techs leave the area. She leaned against the window with her fist pressed against the glass. "Damn." She spoke so soft that Eric didn't know that she was there. "Sarra?" She smiled. "Leave it be Eric. My problem...not yours." She was soft at that.
"Alright, Sarra. If you need us..." She laughed. It was a little quiet, but hysterical none the less. "Go." She said, softly. He left. She sank to the window ledge and sobbed against the window seal. "What am I to do?" She said. "I'll put too many people at risk...I've got to leave." "But I can't there are too many people depending on me..." She muttered.
Sarra cursed. "Hells." Sarra sighed. "Deal with it as it comes." She muttered and went back to work. She put the rose in her desk, and ignored it as long as she could.
She was exhausted, but she focused on the information that Alexx gave her in the meeting they had, not long ago in the break room. "Baby girl, the man was stabbed with a long knife like instrament." Sarra cursed. "How long?" She asked. There was silence as Alexx drank her coffee. "Twelve inches." Sarra's eyes lit at that. "Very long atheme, then." Alexx cocked her head. "Atheme?" Sarra nodded seriously. "Long ceremonial knife used for those who believe in Wicca." She said.
"You have one of these?" Alexx asked. Sarra nodded honestly. "Yes. Several infact. Never know when you might be reduced to knives as weapons, especially dealing with deamons." Sarra shuddered.
Alexx looked at her. "Even looking after those with the human variety?" Sarra shook her head. "Different sort of deal with those." She mentioned candislidedly. "You've got a watcher, Baby Girl." Sarra looked over at where Alexx was looking. She saw Horatio. Sarra looked away, down at her coffee. "I can't talk to him Alexx...he's done something that I'm not sure I cannot forgive..." She said.
"You have to deal with problems Baby Girl, before they affect the rest of the team so that they will take sides and tear the team apart." Sarra sighed. It was dramatic. Sarra smiled even though it was strained. Alexx left her with food for thought. "Deal; Baby Girl, and you'll feel better." She nodded.
Alexx left, and Horatio came in. "Am I...disturbing you?" He asked. She looked over at him, then looked away. "No. You can join me." Sarra said as her pendant glittered in the sunlight. Sarra closed her eyes.
The pain behind her eyes, made her moan. Horatio touched her hand. "Please...back..." She muttered. He did so. "I wish you could trust me." She smiled. "I wish you could do the same, Lieutenant. Trust works both ways, in any relationship." She said, softly. He nodded. "I am sorry I didn't trust you enough." He said. She closed her eyes again as tears threatened.
She looked to Horatio as if she was ready to break. "Lieutenant?" He asked softly. She bit her lower lip. She shook. He came to her. "Lieutenant." He was soft with his words and his touch. She jerked away. "No..." "No..." She muttered.
Getting up, she started to fall, and Horatio caught her. Her power flared. "Goddess..." She hissed. He saw her eyes closed as she bent her head back, and her body go limp. "Lieutenant...hang on." He expressed his worry in his voice.
Her heart raced. She laid in Horatio's arms not willing to let him go. "Lieutenant...LIEUTENANT." He cried. She passed out. "MR. WOLFE!" He cried. Ryan came at the running. "H." "Dear God!" He said as he came in.
"Sarra?" He said, at a normal voice. He heard her moan. "Ry...." "I..." "I am lost." She whispered, just above hearing. He took her good hand. "You are not, Lieutenant. I am here." She shook her head. "Don't know who to trust..." She moaned.
Sarra closed her eyes. Ryan cursed. "Sarra. You can trust me." "You can always trust me." She smiled. Touching his smooth skinned face, she smiled. "I know I can trust you...but I am not linked to yas, and the one I am linked to, cannot trust me..." She moaned. She swallowed back tears.
"Sarra. Please...allow me another chance..." Horatio tapered off. "Any...more...questions? Lieutenant?" She asked him as she was pained. He shook his head. "No." She smiled. "You...sure?" She asked haultingly. He nodded. "No other questions." "Lieutenant." He said. She smiled...but it was very strained. Horatio licked his lips, nervously.
Sarra smiled, and it was stronger this time. She leaned against him, as he brought her to the side bench by the big windows. Sarra smiled as he sat with her and kissed her forhead. Ryan looked away as if giving them some privacy. Sarra smiled up at him. "Thanks Ry..." She said. He smiled. "Anytime. I've got to get going." Sarra smiled. "Hot date...ending up having huh?" She called after him. He smiled. "Drinks tomorrow, you and me." She nodded. "You got it." She said, stronger in her voice.