Sarah sat back in her seat, resting her head against the headrest as the car thrummed beneath her idly.
"Are you quite done running away now?" Rachel inquired with a tone that suggested she still held authority.
Sarah glared up at the roof, Rachel's comments had gotten on her nerves hours ago and she'd decided they were more infuriating than Cosima's idea of 'helpful advice'.
You're a cop, like buy a shovel.
The memory tugged at the join of the punk's lips.
"You can't run from us Sarah."
Sarah opened her eyes and the small smile fell, "Shut up will ya?!" She pulled the keys out of the ignition and threw the car door open and once out of the vehicle followed up the action by slamming it shut again and storming around to the back of the car.
"Nighty night Proclone!" Sarah spoke to the trunk and then pushed the car slightly.
"Sarah," Rachel's voice warned, "Don't do anything stupid."
Sarah added a grunt for extra effect and pushed the vehicle a little harder, "You're not afraid of a little water are ya?"
"You don't want to test me."
Sarah stopped pushing the car and it stopped moving almost instantly, the woman moved away from it and splashed her hand in the water so Rachel could hear the sound.
"It's pretty cold this time of year, which do think will get the pleasure of claiming your death? Hypothermia or drowning?"
"This won't work Sarah. You won't save Cosima without me."
"I don't need you Rachel. Not when we have your corporation right under our thumb."
"Don't be a fool. You're delusional if you think you can over take us, we hold all the cards. Just think of your sisters; Alison and Cosima- or perhaps your daughter."
"My daughter and I are fine."
"Is she really?"
Sarah was quietly seething at how the woman in the trunk of a car still managed to maintain some control and authority when she was helpless to her own wellbeing.
"Do you know where she is right at this very moment?"
"How much do your people care about you?" Sarah countered.
"My people will find me, the position you are in at the time is up to you. You have very limited choices so I suggest you make a wise one. For Cosima's sake." Rachel's tone despite her situation remained infuriatingly calm.
"That's enough chit chat, time for your swimming lesson," Sarah resumed rolling the car forward and gave it an extra push before making more splashing noises.
Perhaps some sort of fear started to overcome the business woman, "Alright Sarah let's come to terms."
Once again Sarah stopped pushing the car and this time she pulled out her keys, sticking them in the lock and opening the boot.
"Get out." Sarah instructed, not offering a hand but sticking close to the car.
With a grace that shouldn't be legal for exiting a car trunk, Rachel got out, looking around her with narrowed eyes as she realised she had been tricked. There was no lake or other large body of water around that the car could be pushed into, in fact, the only water around seemed to be in a birdbath that stood right beside the car.
Rachel's face remained impassive as she stood tall and proud despite her cuffed hands.
Sarah grabbed the woman's upper arm and pulled her along the 'path' through the flattened weeds up to the house, "You're gonna tell us everythin' we wanna know."
Rachel gave a light scoff, her eyes barely flickering to Sarah as they walked, "We'll see about that."
"Felix?" She called as she stepped into the house and pulled Rachel in behind her, "Fe where are you?"
The main 'living room' was empty of people however their belongings remained in their scattered places. But neither Felix nor the girls where anywhere to be seen.
"Kira?" Sarah called out, pulling Rachel up the stairs with her in her search, "Elissa?!" She pulled the other woman through each of the rooms and then slammed her up against the wall by the lapels of her jacket, "WHERE ARE THEY?!" Sarah yelled in her face.
Rachel stood tall, keeping her head high, "How would I know her current whereabouts? I am here and she is not."
"Don't be smart with me," Sarah growled and gave her an extra shove, "Where is she?"
"Perhaps we could arrange a deal."
"You aren't in the position to make deals."
"Then be prepared to never see your daughter again."
Sarah's anger flared and so did her impatience, she pulled Rachel off the wall and dragged her to the edge of the landing to where a section of the safety rails were broken, "Where is my daughter?!"
Rachel maintained her calm composure as if unaware of the threat Sarah posed to her, "She is safe."
"What have you done with Alison and Cosima?"
"I haven't done anything."
"One push and you fall," Sarah warned.
"You wouldn't."
But Sarah was tempted, all she had to do was let go and gravity would do the rest. She'd buried a dead body, impersonated a cop for weeks, slapped her clone, stabbed her twin with rebar and then later shot her, plus she'd already punched Rachel once, how hard could letting go be?
She faked a slip and Rachel gasped, her hands clasping over Sarah's tightly as fear flashed across her face. Sarah grinned and pulled her away from the ledge, pushing her down the stairs at a quick pace before dragging her to the dirty table and forcing the woman into a chair.
Sarah grabbed a few cable ties from off the table and zip tied the hand cuffs around Rachel's wrists to the back of the chair. Then she pulled up another chair in front of the woman and withdrew the gun that she had tucked into her pocket, "Now tell me where Kira is."
"I don't know where she is."
"Bullshit!" Sarah fired by her head.
"DYAD!" Rachel yelled as Sarah pressed the gun against her chest.
"Bring her back!"
Rachel glared at Sarah, "You can meet her at the Centre-"
"No. You bring her to me."
"You, despite your current position over me, do not have the grounds nor the authority to make demands Sarah. You don't have enough to make a deal."
"Is your life worth so little to them?"
"It's not a matter of my worth, but you over estimate yours." Rachel replied, "Call Luke."
"Luke?"
"Yes, if you really want to go above my head then he is the one you want."
"Why?"
"He is… my boss, I guess you could say." Rachel relayed his number to Sarah.
"I have something that belongs to you, and you have something I want. Now I'm hoping that you are smarter than your colleague here." Rachel had a disproving glare on her face at Sarah's words as she shook her head slightly, "Yeah I got your Proclone, you got what I want? Good. I'll text you the meeting location." Sarah hung up, "You're lucky, it seems that they do care about you."
"We do not negotiate with you." Rachel warned.
"Well apparently they think you're important," Sarah said and stood up, "Enjoy your stay."
With that, Sarah grabbed the half unpacked bags from the corner of the room and quickly stuffed their belongings together before leaving the house. And to her surprise, not a peep came out of Rachel for being left there.