Disclaimer: see chapter one
Sara's POV
I stared at the now shut door before turning my attention to the woman standing beside me.
"Julie, what are you doing here?"
She leaned down and kissed me again. "I told you baby. The hospital called me. I guess you still have me listed as your next of kin or something." She was brushing my hair out of my face. "What were you thinking getting yourself shot?"
Allie had been glaring at Julie. The little girl had not yet forgotten being abandoned by her mother. "She was protectin' Caferin. She's Caferin's hero." For once, I was wishing that my little girl could be a little less cute and little quieter.
Once again, the door opened and in walked Greg. "Greg! Do me a favor. Take Allie and go get her something to eat."
He avoided eye contact with Julie but came over and grabbed Allie and disappeared out the door.
"Julie, I don't know why they called you. And you and I both know you should have never come here. Allie doesn't need you popping in and out of her life like this. She's been doing great the last few months."
She sat on the edge of the bed, taking my hand in hers. "Baby, I'm not here for Allie. I'm here for you. I'm going to take care of you—just like I used to do. Okay?"
I'm certain a million emotions don't exist, but I was certainly running the gamut on them. On the one hand, Julie was familiar. She had broken my heart, but at least she knew me. We had a child together. When she wasn't using drugs or running around on me, she was pretty good. On the other hand, she had broken my heart. She left our child with me and signed over all parental rights. She was a drug user who couldn't be trusted because she had a tendency to whore around.
She could see the feelings playing across my face and leaned down to kiss me again—a passionate kiss. I made my mind up with that kiss. As soon as it was broken, I smiled breathlessly at her and said, "I want you out of this room before Allie gets back. You're out of my life and hers. For good. Get that?"
"What I get is that you're fucking that bitch that was in here when I got here, aren't you? That's Catherine, isn't it? You were always talking about her. You made it sound like you hated her. Obviously I was wrong. Shit, Allie even said you saved Catherine's life. You don't do that for someone you hate!"
"Are you fucking some bitch other than me, Sidle?" came the sultry voice of Sofia as she crossed the room to my bed. Great, now I have to deal with Sofia. Of course, she has a gun and handcuffs, she can get rid of Julie rather quickly.
"Who the hell are you?" Julie said banefully.
Before I could introduce Julie to Sofia, Sofia crossed the room to her, put one hand on her own hip effectively accentuating her gun and badge and said, "I'm Sofia Curtis. Detective Sofia Curtis. And Sara never fucks me—I fuck her. Isn't that right, baby?"
Holy shit! Sofia is pretending to be my girlfriend. I think I'm going to go along with this for a while.
I cock my head to the side and stare at Julie, "That's right. Sofia and I are together."
"I don't believe you. She's not your type. She's too self-confident to ever be with someone like you," Julie spat at me.
Sofia brushed Julie aside and leaned down, winking at me as she crushed her lips against mine. My one good arm found its way up to the back of her head and pulled her down harder into the kiss as she let one hand wander across my stomach. I'm certain we were putting on one helluva show for Julie. My god that woman can kiss.
As she pulled back from the kiss, she used the back of her hand to wipe her mouth. "Now, I suggest you get the fuck out before I find some reason to arrest you. And I promise you, you won't enjoy me using my handcuffs on you nearly as much as Sidle over here does."
Julie promptly left the room.
