Note: I am ignoring the season finale and the possibility that Ian and Sara are related. I like messing with storylines and such so if I go off tough.
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Chapter 1
May 2003
"Pezzini" Sara yawns picking up the phone
"Its me open the door. I need to talk to you." the familiar voice says then hangs up.
Sara groans hanging up the phone "What the hell does he want?" she mutters getting out of bed she pulls on her pants heading to the door. "Nottingham its three in the mornin..." she trails off as she finds the dark haired assassin with a sleeping baby in his arms. "OK Ian what are you doing with a child?" she demands
Ian looks over his shoulder obviously worried "May we talk about this inside?" he requests
Sara steps aside letting him in. "Ian spill what is going on? Who is the kid?"
"I need to put her down."
"I'll put her down" Sara holds out her arms
Ian looks at the baby then at Sara's arm carefully he hands the infant to Sara.
As Sara takes the baby she gasps feeling the Witchblade heat up. She looks at her wrist to see the colors flaring up.
Sara looks at Ian "Who is she?"
Ian looks down
Sara swallows looking at the infant in her arms "Mine?"
"Yes" Ian says softly
Sara closes her eyes "How old is she?"
"I do not know." he looks at her
Sara looks at the baby thoughtfully "What's her name?"
"They just call her Anastasia."
Sara nods turning around she continues to the bed.
Ian stands there watching as Sara sets the baby down on the bed.
Sara places pillows around the baby sitting there she stares at the baby. Sensing Ian standing beside her she speaks without looking up "Is Irons her father?" she asks hoarsely
"No" Ian replies
Sara strokes the baby's cheek then looks up to catch Ian's eyes before he looks down. "Ian who is her father?" she demands. She stands allowing the Witchblade to activate to sword she holds it to his neck. "Tell me who is her father?"
Ian lifts his eyes
Sara stares at him her eyes wide "You? Tell me Ian are you her father?" she demands
Ian nods
Sara looks at the baby "How long have you know about her Ian?"
"A few days. I overheard his conversation with the doctor."
"Does he know you know?"
"No."
"Let's talk in the kitchen. I don't want to wake her." she heads into the kitchen knowing Ian will follow
"She won't wake for a few more hours. I had her sedated before we left."
"WHAT?!" Sara exclaims
"I did not want to risk her waking up."
Sara sets the tea kettle on the stove "Ian how did you get her out?"
"Her doctor brought her to me."
Sara looks at him her eyes searching "Did you kill him?"
Ian looks down "I had no choice. He would have told him."
"Ian I don't understand how did Irons manage to do this?"
"It is my fault. I should have watched over you better. I should not have let you out of my sight when you were in the hospital."
Sara inhales sharply "You mean the doctor..."
Ian nods
Sara slides to the floor
Ian moves around the counter crouching before her
"Why'd he do this to either of us? To a child?" she looks at him tears in her eyes "Ian he's going to find out she's here."
"Do what you can to insure that he can't take her from you. Leave if you have too. Protect her Sara Pezzini."
"I can't hightail it out of here Ian. I have a job. A life."
"And now a child. A child that he would love to possess."
"I won't let that happen."
"I know. Do what you can."
"I will." Sara stands as the kettle whistles. "Ian why would he do this? What reason would he have?"
Ian stands "I do not know but I will find out." he touches her arm "I will do what I can to make sure he does not get his hands on her."
"Why? Your his stooge."
Ian winces looking down "I was raised by him. I know what would happen to her. I am not heartless Sara. I would not want that for anyone especially not a child." he tilts his head "Especially not one who belongs to you. I swore that I would protect you and that includes your child"
Sara touches his hand "And if I was not her mother? Would you have left her there?"
Ian looks at her hand then her face "I still would have brought her to you."
"Why?"
"Because I would want my child raised by someone like you. Someone who would grow to love her regardless of who she belongs to."
"Oh"
Ian stands "I should go before he gets suspicious." he looks towards the bed "I'll do what I can to keep him away from you." he walks towards the door
Sara stands following him "Ian"
"Go back to bed." he gives her a knowing look as if to say 'I'll see you later.'
"Thank you"
Ian nods walking out of the apartment.
Sara locks the door going over to the bed she looks at the sleeping baby stroking her plump cheek. 'She's so beautiful.' she shakes her head "Pez what the hell do you know about raising a baby." she sighs "Looks like I'm going to have to learn."
"Its not too hard." a voice says
Sara starts "Damn it Danny what is with you and Nottingham scaring me like that." she looks at her ghost partner annoyed.
Danny looks at the sleeping baby "She is beautiful."
"Danny how old do you think she is?"
"Probably about six seven months."
"Danny how am I supposed to raise a baby? My work is to demanding."
"Ask your friend Gabriel to help you."
"Should I bring him into this?"
"She needs her mother."
"She also needs her father."
Danny looks towards the door "Something tells me Nottingham will be there for her when she needs him. And when you need him"
Sara looks up to see Danny gone "I hope so." she reaches for the bedside phone "I guess I'm going to have to trust Gabe." she mutters dialing the number
"Uh" the sleepy voice grunts
"Hey its Pez. Can you come over in the morning?"
"Uh sure what time?"
"Early as possible. I don't need to work tomorrow but I need a favor"
"What for?"
"I'll tell you when you get here" she hangs up setting the phone down. Laying down her body next to the baby she puts her hand on the baby's chest. "Well Anastasia looks like we're stuck together." she watches as trendles of the Witchblade reach out touching the baby's cheek. "You know the truth don't you" she mutters at the bracelet. Slowly she drifts off to sleep.
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Chapter 1
May 2003
"Pezzini" Sara yawns picking up the phone
"Its me open the door. I need to talk to you." the familiar voice says then hangs up.
Sara groans hanging up the phone "What the hell does he want?" she mutters getting out of bed she pulls on her pants heading to the door. "Nottingham its three in the mornin..." she trails off as she finds the dark haired assassin with a sleeping baby in his arms. "OK Ian what are you doing with a child?" she demands
Ian looks over his shoulder obviously worried "May we talk about this inside?" he requests
Sara steps aside letting him in. "Ian spill what is going on? Who is the kid?"
"I need to put her down."
"I'll put her down" Sara holds out her arms
Ian looks at the baby then at Sara's arm carefully he hands the infant to Sara.
As Sara takes the baby she gasps feeling the Witchblade heat up. She looks at her wrist to see the colors flaring up.
Sara looks at Ian "Who is she?"
Ian looks down
Sara swallows looking at the infant in her arms "Mine?"
"Yes" Ian says softly
Sara closes her eyes "How old is she?"
"I do not know." he looks at her
Sara looks at the baby thoughtfully "What's her name?"
"They just call her Anastasia."
Sara nods turning around she continues to the bed.
Ian stands there watching as Sara sets the baby down on the bed.
Sara places pillows around the baby sitting there she stares at the baby. Sensing Ian standing beside her she speaks without looking up "Is Irons her father?" she asks hoarsely
"No" Ian replies
Sara strokes the baby's cheek then looks up to catch Ian's eyes before he looks down. "Ian who is her father?" she demands. She stands allowing the Witchblade to activate to sword she holds it to his neck. "Tell me who is her father?"
Ian lifts his eyes
Sara stares at him her eyes wide "You? Tell me Ian are you her father?" she demands
Ian nods
Sara looks at the baby "How long have you know about her Ian?"
"A few days. I overheard his conversation with the doctor."
"Does he know you know?"
"No."
"Let's talk in the kitchen. I don't want to wake her." she heads into the kitchen knowing Ian will follow
"She won't wake for a few more hours. I had her sedated before we left."
"WHAT?!" Sara exclaims
"I did not want to risk her waking up."
Sara sets the tea kettle on the stove "Ian how did you get her out?"
"Her doctor brought her to me."
Sara looks at him her eyes searching "Did you kill him?"
Ian looks down "I had no choice. He would have told him."
"Ian I don't understand how did Irons manage to do this?"
"It is my fault. I should have watched over you better. I should not have let you out of my sight when you were in the hospital."
Sara inhales sharply "You mean the doctor..."
Ian nods
Sara slides to the floor
Ian moves around the counter crouching before her
"Why'd he do this to either of us? To a child?" she looks at him tears in her eyes "Ian he's going to find out she's here."
"Do what you can to insure that he can't take her from you. Leave if you have too. Protect her Sara Pezzini."
"I can't hightail it out of here Ian. I have a job. A life."
"And now a child. A child that he would love to possess."
"I won't let that happen."
"I know. Do what you can."
"I will." Sara stands as the kettle whistles. "Ian why would he do this? What reason would he have?"
Ian stands "I do not know but I will find out." he touches her arm "I will do what I can to make sure he does not get his hands on her."
"Why? Your his stooge."
Ian winces looking down "I was raised by him. I know what would happen to her. I am not heartless Sara. I would not want that for anyone especially not a child." he tilts his head "Especially not one who belongs to you. I swore that I would protect you and that includes your child"
Sara touches his hand "And if I was not her mother? Would you have left her there?"
Ian looks at her hand then her face "I still would have brought her to you."
"Why?"
"Because I would want my child raised by someone like you. Someone who would grow to love her regardless of who she belongs to."
"Oh"
Ian stands "I should go before he gets suspicious." he looks towards the bed "I'll do what I can to keep him away from you." he walks towards the door
Sara stands following him "Ian"
"Go back to bed." he gives her a knowing look as if to say 'I'll see you later.'
"Thank you"
Ian nods walking out of the apartment.
Sara locks the door going over to the bed she looks at the sleeping baby stroking her plump cheek. 'She's so beautiful.' she shakes her head "Pez what the hell do you know about raising a baby." she sighs "Looks like I'm going to have to learn."
"Its not too hard." a voice says
Sara starts "Damn it Danny what is with you and Nottingham scaring me like that." she looks at her ghost partner annoyed.
Danny looks at the sleeping baby "She is beautiful."
"Danny how old do you think she is?"
"Probably about six seven months."
"Danny how am I supposed to raise a baby? My work is to demanding."
"Ask your friend Gabriel to help you."
"Should I bring him into this?"
"She needs her mother."
"She also needs her father."
Danny looks towards the door "Something tells me Nottingham will be there for her when she needs him. And when you need him"
Sara looks up to see Danny gone "I hope so." she reaches for the bedside phone "I guess I'm going to have to trust Gabe." she mutters dialing the number
"Uh" the sleepy voice grunts
"Hey its Pez. Can you come over in the morning?"
"Uh sure what time?"
"Early as possible. I don't need to work tomorrow but I need a favor"
"What for?"
"I'll tell you when you get here" she hangs up setting the phone down. Laying down her body next to the baby she puts her hand on the baby's chest. "Well Anastasia looks like we're stuck together." she watches as trendles of the Witchblade reach out touching the baby's cheek. "You know the truth don't you" she mutters at the bracelet. Slowly she drifts off to sleep.