Title: Correcting the Past
Author: Inquisitive1
Email: inquisitive1@angelfire.com or 2inquisitive1@angelfire.com
Rating: PG13 overall
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Disclaimer: Only characters that are mine are the ones you don't recognize.
Summary: Sara Pezzini and Ian Nottingham leave NY
Note: I wrote this on paper first. I have little computer access at home so sorry if posting this takes a while. Episodes go off into my own world so enjoy. *Flashback*
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Chapter 3
2 weeks later
Ian enters the apartment where he finds Sara asleep on the couch. He sets his briefcase down going over to the couch he covers her with a blanket. He picks up the briefcase heading back to his bedroom putting the briefcase in his closet. He removes his overcoat and cap heading out of the room into the kitchen. He turns on the burner putting the kettle on
"Hi"
Ian glances at Sara standing in the doorway of the kitchen "Would you like some tea?"
"Sure" Sara nods pulling the blanket close she sits at the kitchen table "Did you get what you needed done?"
"Yes" he takes out two mugs "How was your doctor's appointment?" he glances at Sara seeing her small smile
"She said that everything is fine for 3 and a half months"
"I'm glad" Ian smiles faintly
Sara grins back "So am I"
Couple hours later
Ian frowns hearing a cry from Sara's room. He sets his book aside standing he hurries to Sara's room entering he finds her tossing and turning in her sleep. He notices the Witchblade stone glowing brightly in the darkness of the room. He goes to the bed crouching he takes her hand in his own.
At the touch Sara awakens with a cry her heart pounding
"Sara?" he questions concerned
Sara swallows sitting up
"I heard you crying." he says reaching out he wipes away her tears "Are you OK?"
Sare swallows heavily her breath hitching "You died protecting me... more than once"
Ian looks down his hair falling forward "Yes"
Sara reaches out touching his bearded cheek "Thank you"
"I would do anything for you Sara" he meets her eyes touching her cheek in return. He moves closer "Anything"
Sara nuzzles his hand with her cheek "I know." she leans closer kissing him gently on the lips "Thank you" her eyes lock on his
Ian leans in kissing her in return
Sara slides her arms around his shoulders deepening the kiss. She moans as his tongue caresses hers. "Ian" she sighs as his lips move to her cheek and down her neck.
Ian lifts his head 'So beautiful' he thinks awed as his fingers trail over her lips
Sara kisses him deeply as their hands move over each others bodies. Sara slides her hands under his sweater caressing his warm skin. Slowly she pulls his sweater off tossing it aside.
Later
Ian strokes Sara's naked back as he listens to her breathe. He reaches down pulling the cover over them he presses his lips to her hair.
Sara lifts her head about to speak when she yawns laying her head back down on his chest. She drifts off to sleep listening to Ian's heart heat under her ear and the sound of the Witchblade purring on her wrist.
"Sleep my Lady" Ian whispers
Next Morning
"Ian what do you remember about the past?" Sara asks lacing their fingers
"Some"
"But more than me" Sara points out
Ian shrugs "I have flashes... dreams"
Sara kisses his neck "Have you had the one where we're fighting in a chamber?"
Ian nods "The blade always retracts before you can draw blood."
Sara looks at him "I hate that one. As annoyed as I get with you that dream still frightens me." she scratches at his beard lightly "Guess you grew on me" she smiles faintly "What else do you remember?"
"Remembering who you are... what you are. Kissing you the first times. Fighting with you... for you."
"You died for me"
Ian brings her hand to his lips "I swore that I would."
Sara turns her hand her thumb brushing over his lower lip "Last night the dream I had..." she tilts her head meeting his eyes "You died in my arms"
"As I had many times"
"We were lovers"
"Sometimes" he admits "others I stayed hidden"
"How come you remember more?" she questions
"I do not know. Perhaps I am meant to know more. Or maybe it is because I was raised learning about the Witchblade and its Weilders"
Sara presses her lips to his ring "Thank you Ian... for protecting me then... and now"
Ian touches his lips to her hair "I always will Sara... no matter the lifetime I will protect you." 'I will always love you'
"Ian?"
"Mmm?"
"Do you miss home?"
Ian ponders the question for a moment before speaking "I have never really had a home." he gives her a shy smile "You are the closest I have ever had to having a home."
"Where were you born?"
"London."
"What happened to your parents?" she inquires curiously
"They died when I was a boy" Ian answers sadly
"And Irons? How did you end up with him?"
"I do not remember. All I know is what he's told me."
"What has he told you?"
"That he knew my father and when my parents did no other family members claimed me so he took me in."
"He knew you were destined to be the Weilder's Protector"
"Yes"
"When did you start remembering?"
"When I was a boy I guess."
"Ian?"
"Yes?"
"What were you like as a boy?"
Ian shrugs "I do not remember"
Sara smiles "I bet you were thoughtful and always asking questions." she frowns "You know I don't know much about you and you know everything about me."
"What would you like to know?"
"Uhm" Sara scrunches up her nose "What's your favorite color?"
Afternoon
Sara gives Ian a weak smile as he hands her a mug of tea "Thank you" she says taking a sip
Ian nods sitting beside her "Feel better?"
"Yes" she sighs leaning against him "I hope Gabe's OK. If Dante knew how much research Gabe's done on them" she shakes her head
"I am sure the boy is fine" Ian assures
"I just wish I had been able to finish what my father started"
"I am sure your father understands"
Sara smiles "He probably does" she looks at Ian "I just hope someone stops Dante before he kills someone elses Dad."
"Someone will" Ian comforts
Sara sets the mug on the table beside the couch moving onto Ian's lap facing him "Promise me it won't be you... in any way"
"Sara"
"Please Ian... swear to me you won't do anything stupid"
"I swear milady." he strokes her cheek with the back of his hand "But if he or anyone tries to hurt you or your baby I will kill him" he says seriously
Sara stares into his eyes memories flashing between them
* Two figures sit before a fire locked in a tight embrace as clothes and weapons lay about. "They are bound to find out my love" the woman says sadly
"We could leave here" he suggests smoothing her hair back
"They will kill us and take the child"
The man kisses her forehead "I will kill whoever tries to harm you or your babe."
She smiles touching his cheek tenderly "Ours my lord. Blood of yours always." *
Sara blinks as the memory fades. She looks at Ian stunned "Who were they?"
"I did not recognize them... other than Weilder and Protector."
Sara frowns "What did she mean Ian?"
"I do not know."
"I wonder who they were" Sara muses
Ian cups her cheek staring into her eyes "Do not worry Sara"
Sara leans into his touch turning her head she kisses his palm
"I will not allow anyone to hurt you."
"I don't know why you put up with me. I have said some mean things to you"
"You speak your mind. I like that about you" he says shyly "You are honest and kind. It is better than deceitful and cruel."
Sara scratches lightly at his beard "Ian... I'm sorry for every mean thing I have ever said to you."
Sara you do not need to apologize"
"Yes I do. Call it hormonal guilt" she shrugs
Ian brings her hand to his lips "I would forgive you for anything Lady Sara."
"You know for a trained assassin raised by an emotionally challenged psycho you are very sweet and understanding Nottingham" Sara brushes her lips across his
Chapter 4
Month later
Sara looks at Ian as he drives "So who are we now?"
"Glove compartment"
Sara opens the glove compartment taking out an envelope. She opens it to find two passports with rubber bands wrapped around them. She removes the rubberband from one "Yours" she removes the rubberband from the next one "Sara Bowman" she reads looking at Ian "Does Gabe know?" she asks living her brow
Ian nods
Sara unfolds another piece of paper "Marriage License" she reads through it shaking her head "Christian Bowman?"
"Gabriel assure me that he would cover the lie"
"Who are you supposed to be?"
"His long lost cousin from his father's side."
"Ian you didn't threaten him did you?!"
"No milady" he promises
Sara looks at the marriage license "So we've been married for three years" she remarks
Ian reaches into his overcoat pocket with his free hand taking out a black velvet box "Here" he hands it to Sara
Sara opens it to find a diamond in the shape of the Witchblade stone in a platinum seating "Wow"
"I kept it simple"
"Ian its beautiful" Sara says admiration
"I thought it would be easier to hide if people believe that we're married"
Sara nods starting to fidget in the seat "Ian can we stop soon? My back is starting to hurt"
Ian nods "As you wish"
That night: Hotel room
Sara walks out of the hotel bathroom flopping on the bed with a groan.
Ian looks at Sara thoughtfully from his position on the floor meditating
Sensing his concern Sara lifts her head "You'd think this thing would lessen the bad stuff about being pregnant" she groans
Ian gracefully stands moving to the bed "Do you need anything?" he asks rubbing her back
Sara rolls to her back reaching up she caresses his cheek "No I'm fine"
"Did you take your pills?" he asks
Sara smiles "Yes. Did you?"
"You would know if I hadn't"
"Why do you take them?" Sara asks curiously
"Seizures. Migraines"
"And some to control you" she adds
Ian nods "More to modify the side of me he did not like."
"Emotions"
"Yes."
Sara sits up taking his face between her hands "You don't have to do that anymore"
"I know. But I do not know what would happen if I just suddenly stopped taking them."
"So your slowly weaning yourself off them?"
"Yes"
"Good."
Ian caresses her cheek his eyes on hers "You are the only good thing in my life Sara" he kisses her gently
Sara runs her hand down his cheek 'He is so beautiful' she meets his lips in a tender yet passionate kiss
New York: Irons Estate
Kenneth Irons snaps his pocket watch shut as he stares into the fireplace
"I don't think this is wise Kenneth." Dr Immo protests "He's not ready for the outside"
"Let me determine that." Irons snaps back "Christian come down" he calls
Out of the shadows of the upstairs library balcony a man steps out dressed in black his dark eyes sweep over the room his hands clasped behind his back as he walks down the stairs. "Good evening gentlemen" he stops infront of Irons his head bowed
Kenneth moves around the clone of his former bodyguard looking him over "Christian do you know why you are here?"
"You want me to bring my predecessor and the Weilder to you"
"Do not harm the Weilder. Bring them both here alive."
"Where are they?"
"They are at the Griffin Hotel in Boston" Irons replies "I will inform the pilot you are on your way"
"Anything else Master?" Christian asks meeting Irons cold gaze with his own hard emotionless one
"Try to keep a low profile" Irons orders
"Yes sir" Christian nods
"Dismissed"
Christian nods striding out of the study
"Kenneth he is unstable" Dr Immo protests
"He will be fine Doctor" Irons assures
Immo sighs "I hope so Kenneth"
Boston: After midnight
"Ian" Sara slides her hands down Ian's muscular arms to his hands lacing their fingers. She hears the Witchblade purr then hiss. She looks down to see trindles appear sliding around Ian's wrist.
Seeing the fear in her eyes Ian kisses her forehead "Do not worry my love. It is seeking to reconnect" he barely reacts as the sharp trindles slice into his wrist
"Ian" she says worried
"It does not hurt" he assures kissing her deeply
Early Morning
Ian smiles softly as he looks at Sara asleep in his arms. He glances at his wrist seeing the small wounds 'It remembered me.'
"Ian" Sara sighs in her sleep
Ian kisses her forehead pulling the covers up he carefully slides out of bed.
Late Morning
Sara slowly awakens rubbing her eyes she notices a note on the nightstand. She smiles faintly picking it up she reads
'My Lady,
I have some errands to run. I shall be back late this afternoon. There is some fruit in the refrigerator and your breakfast is on the table. If you need anything call.
Forever, Ian Christian Nottingham'
Sara sets the note aside sitting up she stretches then runs her hand over the small mound of her middle "I bet your hungry huh" she grabs her discarded pajamas pulling them on. She makes her way out of the bedroom to the kitchen smiling when she finds a Danish on the table with another note, an envelope, and her pills.
'There is juice in the refrigerator ~Ian'
Sara opens the envelope to find some cash she shakes her head setting the envelope down she sits at the table and begins to eat.
Late Afternoon
Ian enters the hotel room to find Sara on the couch watching the news. He smiles faintly setting his briefcase down he removes his cap, gloves and overcoat.
Sara looks up and smiles "Hi"
Ian goes over crouching before her he trails his fingers down her cheek
Sensing his unasked question she smiles "I'm OK Ian" she assures "You don't need to worry I'm a big girl"
"I know" he looks down "I just..."
Sara reaches up taking his hand from her cheek she senses his loneliness. "I missed you too" she admits as she feels the bracelet warm up she looks at the stone watching in amazement as thoughts and feelings flash through her mind.
At the same time Ian receives the images
Sara looks at him stunned
"Sara"
Sara smiles faintly as she guides Ian's large hand to her middle "I think in its own way the baby missed you too"
"You are correct" a familiar voice says
Sara and Ian look over towards the voice to find Elizabeth Bronte standing there watching them with a faint smile "How?" Sara asks
Ian bows his head "Elizabeth"
Elizabeth smiles "Young Nottingham you have grown since the last time we spoke."
Ian glances at her "When you told me that I had to protect the Weilder. That she would be my destiny"
"Why are we both seeing you?" Sara asks
Elizabeth smiles at Sara "Because Ian has been accepted as its Protector... its mate if you will. He can see what the Blade allows."
"So what cryptic message do you have this time?" Sara asks crossly
"The child you carry is very special Sara."
"So Ian said"
"More special than imagined."
"How so?" Sara asks
"Its time for the destined line of the True Weilder and Protector to begin. That child is that beginning."
Sara ponders the words for a moment then looks at Elizabeth "That's impossible. Ian isn't this child's father."
Elizabeth smiles faintly "But he is Sara. He may not have been there when this child was conceived but he is nonetheless this childs father."
Seeing the stricken look on Sara's face he looks at Elizabeth "How Lady Elizabeth?"
"You will understand when the time comes." As suddenly as Elizabeth appears she disappears
Ian sits there his head bowed "I am sorry Sara I did not know"
"Ian don't do that" Sara moves to the floor her hand caressing his cheek "Ian look at me" she pleads
At her tone Ian lifts his head
"Please Ian don't do that. I have never liked it when you do that."
"I will try"
"That's all I ask"
Ian looks at her "Sara I am sorry this happened. I did not know"
"I believe you Ian"
Ian lowers his eyes "I know how much you cared for Conchobar"
Sara swallows "He's gone. I've accepted that" she touches her middle "I think some part of me knew" she looks down at her middle "that this child wasn't his."
"Sara"
Sara looks at him "Ian I'm not upset. I think I'm more relieved" she smoothes a strand of hair off his forehead
"Why?"
Sara smiles faintly "Now my baby will have the chance to know its father. Ian" she tilts her head "Are you OK with this? Can you love this child?"
Ian nods "I already love this child... because its part of you."
"And you" she grins leaning forward she rests her forehead against his "This is your child Ian."
"I have never thought of having children" he admits
"Now you will" she brushes her lips across his
While later
"I will be back in a few minutes" Ian leans down kissing Sara's forehead "Is there anything else you would like while I'm out?"
Sara shakes her head burrowing into the blankets "Don't take too long" she smiles drowsily
Ian nods
Sara watches as Ian walks out of the room.
Outside Ian makes his way to the car stopping in his tracks he frowns slightly looking around. Not seeing anyone he continues
In the shadows the figure smiles cruelly as he watches his double drive away. Stealthily he hurries to the room unlocking the door he enters the hotel room smirking as he hears the shower run.
Sara frowns looking down to see the Witchblade colors swirl and purr uncontrollably. She turns off the water stepping out of the shower she quickly dries off pulling on her pajamas. She winces as the purr gets louder "Oh shut up. Its probably just Ian." she mutters walking out of the bathroom. "Nottingham you can't be back with dinner already" she says walking out to the livingroom. She stops in her tracks seeing the darkhaired yet clean shaven... Ian. She pales her stomach clenching "You aren't Ian." she winces as the double smirks coldly
"Oh but I am... just another version. He calls me Christian" he steps forward seeing her activate the Blade he smirks "It won't work on me."
As he says that the Blade and Gauntlet retract. Sara stares at him her arms around her middle "What do you want?" she demands
"What if I said you?" he asks looking her over
"When hell freezes over" she snaps angrily 'IAN'
Christian chuckles coldly moving closer "I can see why my brother ran off with you" he reaches out touching Sara's cheek
Sara swallows a wave of nausea "Don't touch me" she slaps his hand away
In the car Ian frowns feeling a tug of fear "Sara"
Danny appears beside Ian "You better get back man"
Ian looks at his beloved's dead partner seeing him faintly "She's in trouble"
Danny nods "If I could help her I would"
"I know" Ian does a quick U-turn heading back to the hotel
Sara stares at her lover's double "How are you Ian?"
"I'm his clone" Christian answers "Irons started my creation in the lab when he acquired my predecessor."
"Sara" Ian calls entering to hotel room
Sara yelps as the double wraps his arm around her neck
Ian stops in his tracks seeing himself holding Sara by her neck "Sara" he says concerned
"I see why you ran... brother" Christian smiles pulling Sara closer "She's quite beautiful"
Ian's eyes narrow "What do you want?" he demands pulling out his gun
"He wants you to return home"
"No" Ian retorts his eyes on Sara "We are not going back"
Sara looks down at the Witchblade 'Please don't abandon me right now' she mentally pleads 'Don't put my baby in danger' she wills the Gauntlet to form and the Blade to appear. Once it does she allows her body to relax as she shifts slamming the Blade into her lover's doubles thigh. As fast as it appears the Blade retracts
Christian grunts releasing Sara with a shove he stumbles
Ian watches horrified as Sara slams into the wall "Sara" she rushes over to her kneeling he touches her cheek.
Sara gives him a weak smile "We're fine" she assures softly. Her eyes widen as Christian grabs Ian from behind
Ian turns slamming his fist into his doubles stomach "Do not touch her"
Sara stands watching horrified as the two trade blows and kicks. As the double pins Ian to the floor Sara feels the Blade extend. She looks down then at Christian she moves over resting the Blade against his neck "Do you want to take the chance that it knows you are not the real Ian?" she asks
"I am him" Christian smirks standing
Sara looks between the two then shakes her head "You may look alike and all but you are nothing alike."
Ian flips to his feet grabbing his fallen gun "Sara go grab your things"
Hearing his tone Sara looks at Ian seeing the barely hidden rage. She wills the Blade to retract leaving the Gauntlet "Ian don't"
"He almost killed you"
"That doesn't make it right for you to kill him" Sara looks at the double "besides Irons will deal with him in his own way for failing" she slams her fist into Christian's jaw knocking him out. She goes over to Ian touching his cheek "Let's get out of here before he wakes up."
Ian looks at his unconscious double then at Sara "We need to hurry he'll wake soon."
Sara hurries back into the bedroom shoving things into their dufflebags. Within minutes they are out at the car. Sara looks at Ian as he pulls out of the parking lot "Ian?"
"We need a new car" he says gruffly "and leave Boston"
"Ian" Sara says touching his gloved hand
Ian brings her hand to his lips "Do not worry"
Hour later
"I will be right back" Ian assures kissing Sara's forehead
Sara nods squeezing his hand "Be careful"
"I will"
Sara kisses him deeply expressing her desperation and emotions. She steps back watching as Ian walks out of the hotel room. As the door closes she bolts to the bathroom
Half hour later
Sara senses a familiar presence close by. She runs her fingers through her hair walking out of the bathroom she finds Ian standing there staring at the floor "Ian?" she walks over to him touching his cheek "Ian?"
Ian looks at her his gaze pained "He could have hurt you" he whispers "I could have lost you."
"Ian I'm fine" she assures taking his hand "Lets go get cleaned up." she leads him into the bathroom turning on the shower glancing at Ian in the mirror as he removes his sweater. She steps back removing her top.
"Sara" he says noticing a scrape on her shoulder blade
"Yes?"
"Your hurt" he says sadly reaching out he carefully touches the scratch "he hurt you"
Sara glances at him "It doesn't hurt Ian." she assures reaching up she touches a scrape on his cheek "You have a scratch too."
"I'm fine"
Sara nods "Come on we'll feel better once we shower" she removes her pajama bottoms stepping into the shower she sighs happily at the feeling of warm water. Quickly they shower
Stepping out of the shower Ian grabs a towel carefully drying Sara off
Sara touches his face "Ian"
Ian picks her up carrying her into the bedroom. He lays her on the bed his eyes going over her naked body "Beautiful" he whispers
"Ian" she pulls him down kissing him deeply
Ian settles atop her his lips trailing over her face tenderly
Sara whimpers as he slowly and achingly enters her "Ian" she gasps digging her nails in his shoulders
Ian kisses Sara sweetly as he slowly moves "Sara my Weilder" he whispers against her lips "So beautiful"
"Ian... more" she pleads rocking her hips against his
Ian continues to move slow and precise causing Sara to squirm and plead.
Brown eyes meet green as memories flash through their minds
* "You are my Weilder" the man says gruffly as he looms over the woman underneath him "My Weilder... now and forever"
The woman nods whimpering she meets his gaze "Forever my Lord"
"Who are you?" he demands grabbing her hands pinning them over her head "Who are you?"
"Your Weilder" she moans clutching his hands
"Who am I?"
She inhales sharply "My Protector... my Mate" *
"Who are you Sara?" Ian demands
Sara arches at his tone rubbing her lower body against him "Your Weilder"
Ian nuzzles her cheek "And I am?"
"My Protector" she gasps "My Mate" she cries out her body quaking in pleasure
Ian growls deep as he allows his body to give in. He collapses against Sara nuzzling her neck. After a moment he speaks "Mine"
At his possessive tone Sara shivers stroking his back and pressing her lips to his head
Ian slowly lifts his head "I love you Sara" he says shyly his hair falling forward
Sara lifts her hand to his face smoothing his hair back "Somehow I'm falling in love with you too Nottingham." she admits "You've wormed your way into my heart" she smiles scratching at his beard "Who'd have thought" she says amused
Ian kisses her sweetly "We should sleep my Sara." Ian moves off Sara pulling her close "You have had a taxing night."
Sara nods snuggling close "Stay?"
"I will stay with you" he promises pulling the covers up "Goodnight my Sara"
"Goodnight Ian"
Author: Inquisitive1
Email: inquisitive1@angelfire.com or 2inquisitive1@angelfire.com
Rating: PG13 overall
Distribution: My site (Sooner or later) http://www.angelfire.com/tv/inqstive1sfanfiction
Yahoo Groups: inquisitive1supdates
Fanfiction.net: inquisitive1
If you want just ask
Disclaimer: Only characters that are mine are the ones you don't recognize.
Summary: Sara Pezzini and Ian Nottingham leave NY
Note: I wrote this on paper first. I have little computer access at home so sorry if posting this takes a while. Episodes go off into my own world so enjoy. *Flashback*
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Chapter 3
2 weeks later
Ian enters the apartment where he finds Sara asleep on the couch. He sets his briefcase down going over to the couch he covers her with a blanket. He picks up the briefcase heading back to his bedroom putting the briefcase in his closet. He removes his overcoat and cap heading out of the room into the kitchen. He turns on the burner putting the kettle on
"Hi"
Ian glances at Sara standing in the doorway of the kitchen "Would you like some tea?"
"Sure" Sara nods pulling the blanket close she sits at the kitchen table "Did you get what you needed done?"
"Yes" he takes out two mugs "How was your doctor's appointment?" he glances at Sara seeing her small smile
"She said that everything is fine for 3 and a half months"
"I'm glad" Ian smiles faintly
Sara grins back "So am I"
Couple hours later
Ian frowns hearing a cry from Sara's room. He sets his book aside standing he hurries to Sara's room entering he finds her tossing and turning in her sleep. He notices the Witchblade stone glowing brightly in the darkness of the room. He goes to the bed crouching he takes her hand in his own.
At the touch Sara awakens with a cry her heart pounding
"Sara?" he questions concerned
Sara swallows sitting up
"I heard you crying." he says reaching out he wipes away her tears "Are you OK?"
Sare swallows heavily her breath hitching "You died protecting me... more than once"
Ian looks down his hair falling forward "Yes"
Sara reaches out touching his bearded cheek "Thank you"
"I would do anything for you Sara" he meets her eyes touching her cheek in return. He moves closer "Anything"
Sara nuzzles his hand with her cheek "I know." she leans closer kissing him gently on the lips "Thank you" her eyes lock on his
Ian leans in kissing her in return
Sara slides her arms around his shoulders deepening the kiss. She moans as his tongue caresses hers. "Ian" she sighs as his lips move to her cheek and down her neck.
Ian lifts his head 'So beautiful' he thinks awed as his fingers trail over her lips
Sara kisses him deeply as their hands move over each others bodies. Sara slides her hands under his sweater caressing his warm skin. Slowly she pulls his sweater off tossing it aside.
Later
Ian strokes Sara's naked back as he listens to her breathe. He reaches down pulling the cover over them he presses his lips to her hair.
Sara lifts her head about to speak when she yawns laying her head back down on his chest. She drifts off to sleep listening to Ian's heart heat under her ear and the sound of the Witchblade purring on her wrist.
"Sleep my Lady" Ian whispers
Next Morning
"Ian what do you remember about the past?" Sara asks lacing their fingers
"Some"
"But more than me" Sara points out
Ian shrugs "I have flashes... dreams"
Sara kisses his neck "Have you had the one where we're fighting in a chamber?"
Ian nods "The blade always retracts before you can draw blood."
Sara looks at him "I hate that one. As annoyed as I get with you that dream still frightens me." she scratches at his beard lightly "Guess you grew on me" she smiles faintly "What else do you remember?"
"Remembering who you are... what you are. Kissing you the first times. Fighting with you... for you."
"You died for me"
Ian brings her hand to his lips "I swore that I would."
Sara turns her hand her thumb brushing over his lower lip "Last night the dream I had..." she tilts her head meeting his eyes "You died in my arms"
"As I had many times"
"We were lovers"
"Sometimes" he admits "others I stayed hidden"
"How come you remember more?" she questions
"I do not know. Perhaps I am meant to know more. Or maybe it is because I was raised learning about the Witchblade and its Weilders"
Sara presses her lips to his ring "Thank you Ian... for protecting me then... and now"
Ian touches his lips to her hair "I always will Sara... no matter the lifetime I will protect you." 'I will always love you'
"Ian?"
"Mmm?"
"Do you miss home?"
Ian ponders the question for a moment before speaking "I have never really had a home." he gives her a shy smile "You are the closest I have ever had to having a home."
"Where were you born?"
"London."
"What happened to your parents?" she inquires curiously
"They died when I was a boy" Ian answers sadly
"And Irons? How did you end up with him?"
"I do not remember. All I know is what he's told me."
"What has he told you?"
"That he knew my father and when my parents did no other family members claimed me so he took me in."
"He knew you were destined to be the Weilder's Protector"
"Yes"
"When did you start remembering?"
"When I was a boy I guess."
"Ian?"
"Yes?"
"What were you like as a boy?"
Ian shrugs "I do not remember"
Sara smiles "I bet you were thoughtful and always asking questions." she frowns "You know I don't know much about you and you know everything about me."
"What would you like to know?"
"Uhm" Sara scrunches up her nose "What's your favorite color?"
Afternoon
Sara gives Ian a weak smile as he hands her a mug of tea "Thank you" she says taking a sip
Ian nods sitting beside her "Feel better?"
"Yes" she sighs leaning against him "I hope Gabe's OK. If Dante knew how much research Gabe's done on them" she shakes her head
"I am sure the boy is fine" Ian assures
"I just wish I had been able to finish what my father started"
"I am sure your father understands"
Sara smiles "He probably does" she looks at Ian "I just hope someone stops Dante before he kills someone elses Dad."
"Someone will" Ian comforts
Sara sets the mug on the table beside the couch moving onto Ian's lap facing him "Promise me it won't be you... in any way"
"Sara"
"Please Ian... swear to me you won't do anything stupid"
"I swear milady." he strokes her cheek with the back of his hand "But if he or anyone tries to hurt you or your baby I will kill him" he says seriously
Sara stares into his eyes memories flashing between them
* Two figures sit before a fire locked in a tight embrace as clothes and weapons lay about. "They are bound to find out my love" the woman says sadly
"We could leave here" he suggests smoothing her hair back
"They will kill us and take the child"
The man kisses her forehead "I will kill whoever tries to harm you or your babe."
She smiles touching his cheek tenderly "Ours my lord. Blood of yours always." *
Sara blinks as the memory fades. She looks at Ian stunned "Who were they?"
"I did not recognize them... other than Weilder and Protector."
Sara frowns "What did she mean Ian?"
"I do not know."
"I wonder who they were" Sara muses
Ian cups her cheek staring into her eyes "Do not worry Sara"
Sara leans into his touch turning her head she kisses his palm
"I will not allow anyone to hurt you."
"I don't know why you put up with me. I have said some mean things to you"
"You speak your mind. I like that about you" he says shyly "You are honest and kind. It is better than deceitful and cruel."
Sara scratches lightly at his beard "Ian... I'm sorry for every mean thing I have ever said to you."
Sara you do not need to apologize"
"Yes I do. Call it hormonal guilt" she shrugs
Ian brings her hand to his lips "I would forgive you for anything Lady Sara."
"You know for a trained assassin raised by an emotionally challenged psycho you are very sweet and understanding Nottingham" Sara brushes her lips across his
Chapter 4
Month later
Sara looks at Ian as he drives "So who are we now?"
"Glove compartment"
Sara opens the glove compartment taking out an envelope. She opens it to find two passports with rubber bands wrapped around them. She removes the rubberband from one "Yours" she removes the rubberband from the next one "Sara Bowman" she reads looking at Ian "Does Gabe know?" she asks living her brow
Ian nods
Sara unfolds another piece of paper "Marriage License" she reads through it shaking her head "Christian Bowman?"
"Gabriel assure me that he would cover the lie"
"Who are you supposed to be?"
"His long lost cousin from his father's side."
"Ian you didn't threaten him did you?!"
"No milady" he promises
Sara looks at the marriage license "So we've been married for three years" she remarks
Ian reaches into his overcoat pocket with his free hand taking out a black velvet box "Here" he hands it to Sara
Sara opens it to find a diamond in the shape of the Witchblade stone in a platinum seating "Wow"
"I kept it simple"
"Ian its beautiful" Sara says admiration
"I thought it would be easier to hide if people believe that we're married"
Sara nods starting to fidget in the seat "Ian can we stop soon? My back is starting to hurt"
Ian nods "As you wish"
That night: Hotel room
Sara walks out of the hotel bathroom flopping on the bed with a groan.
Ian looks at Sara thoughtfully from his position on the floor meditating
Sensing his concern Sara lifts her head "You'd think this thing would lessen the bad stuff about being pregnant" she groans
Ian gracefully stands moving to the bed "Do you need anything?" he asks rubbing her back
Sara rolls to her back reaching up she caresses his cheek "No I'm fine"
"Did you take your pills?" he asks
Sara smiles "Yes. Did you?"
"You would know if I hadn't"
"Why do you take them?" Sara asks curiously
"Seizures. Migraines"
"And some to control you" she adds
Ian nods "More to modify the side of me he did not like."
"Emotions"
"Yes."
Sara sits up taking his face between her hands "You don't have to do that anymore"
"I know. But I do not know what would happen if I just suddenly stopped taking them."
"So your slowly weaning yourself off them?"
"Yes"
"Good."
Ian caresses her cheek his eyes on hers "You are the only good thing in my life Sara" he kisses her gently
Sara runs her hand down his cheek 'He is so beautiful' she meets his lips in a tender yet passionate kiss
New York: Irons Estate
Kenneth Irons snaps his pocket watch shut as he stares into the fireplace
"I don't think this is wise Kenneth." Dr Immo protests "He's not ready for the outside"
"Let me determine that." Irons snaps back "Christian come down" he calls
Out of the shadows of the upstairs library balcony a man steps out dressed in black his dark eyes sweep over the room his hands clasped behind his back as he walks down the stairs. "Good evening gentlemen" he stops infront of Irons his head bowed
Kenneth moves around the clone of his former bodyguard looking him over "Christian do you know why you are here?"
"You want me to bring my predecessor and the Weilder to you"
"Do not harm the Weilder. Bring them both here alive."
"Where are they?"
"They are at the Griffin Hotel in Boston" Irons replies "I will inform the pilot you are on your way"
"Anything else Master?" Christian asks meeting Irons cold gaze with his own hard emotionless one
"Try to keep a low profile" Irons orders
"Yes sir" Christian nods
"Dismissed"
Christian nods striding out of the study
"Kenneth he is unstable" Dr Immo protests
"He will be fine Doctor" Irons assures
Immo sighs "I hope so Kenneth"
Boston: After midnight
"Ian" Sara slides her hands down Ian's muscular arms to his hands lacing their fingers. She hears the Witchblade purr then hiss. She looks down to see trindles appear sliding around Ian's wrist.
Seeing the fear in her eyes Ian kisses her forehead "Do not worry my love. It is seeking to reconnect" he barely reacts as the sharp trindles slice into his wrist
"Ian" she says worried
"It does not hurt" he assures kissing her deeply
Early Morning
Ian smiles softly as he looks at Sara asleep in his arms. He glances at his wrist seeing the small wounds 'It remembered me.'
"Ian" Sara sighs in her sleep
Ian kisses her forehead pulling the covers up he carefully slides out of bed.
Late Morning
Sara slowly awakens rubbing her eyes she notices a note on the nightstand. She smiles faintly picking it up she reads
'My Lady,
I have some errands to run. I shall be back late this afternoon. There is some fruit in the refrigerator and your breakfast is on the table. If you need anything call.
Forever, Ian Christian Nottingham'
Sara sets the note aside sitting up she stretches then runs her hand over the small mound of her middle "I bet your hungry huh" she grabs her discarded pajamas pulling them on. She makes her way out of the bedroom to the kitchen smiling when she finds a Danish on the table with another note, an envelope, and her pills.
'There is juice in the refrigerator ~Ian'
Sara opens the envelope to find some cash she shakes her head setting the envelope down she sits at the table and begins to eat.
Late Afternoon
Ian enters the hotel room to find Sara on the couch watching the news. He smiles faintly setting his briefcase down he removes his cap, gloves and overcoat.
Sara looks up and smiles "Hi"
Ian goes over crouching before her he trails his fingers down her cheek
Sensing his unasked question she smiles "I'm OK Ian" she assures "You don't need to worry I'm a big girl"
"I know" he looks down "I just..."
Sara reaches up taking his hand from her cheek she senses his loneliness. "I missed you too" she admits as she feels the bracelet warm up she looks at the stone watching in amazement as thoughts and feelings flash through her mind.
At the same time Ian receives the images
Sara looks at him stunned
"Sara"
Sara smiles faintly as she guides Ian's large hand to her middle "I think in its own way the baby missed you too"
"You are correct" a familiar voice says
Sara and Ian look over towards the voice to find Elizabeth Bronte standing there watching them with a faint smile "How?" Sara asks
Ian bows his head "Elizabeth"
Elizabeth smiles "Young Nottingham you have grown since the last time we spoke."
Ian glances at her "When you told me that I had to protect the Weilder. That she would be my destiny"
"Why are we both seeing you?" Sara asks
Elizabeth smiles at Sara "Because Ian has been accepted as its Protector... its mate if you will. He can see what the Blade allows."
"So what cryptic message do you have this time?" Sara asks crossly
"The child you carry is very special Sara."
"So Ian said"
"More special than imagined."
"How so?" Sara asks
"Its time for the destined line of the True Weilder and Protector to begin. That child is that beginning."
Sara ponders the words for a moment then looks at Elizabeth "That's impossible. Ian isn't this child's father."
Elizabeth smiles faintly "But he is Sara. He may not have been there when this child was conceived but he is nonetheless this childs father."
Seeing the stricken look on Sara's face he looks at Elizabeth "How Lady Elizabeth?"
"You will understand when the time comes." As suddenly as Elizabeth appears she disappears
Ian sits there his head bowed "I am sorry Sara I did not know"
"Ian don't do that" Sara moves to the floor her hand caressing his cheek "Ian look at me" she pleads
At her tone Ian lifts his head
"Please Ian don't do that. I have never liked it when you do that."
"I will try"
"That's all I ask"
Ian looks at her "Sara I am sorry this happened. I did not know"
"I believe you Ian"
Ian lowers his eyes "I know how much you cared for Conchobar"
Sara swallows "He's gone. I've accepted that" she touches her middle "I think some part of me knew" she looks down at her middle "that this child wasn't his."
"Sara"
Sara looks at him "Ian I'm not upset. I think I'm more relieved" she smoothes a strand of hair off his forehead
"Why?"
Sara smiles faintly "Now my baby will have the chance to know its father. Ian" she tilts her head "Are you OK with this? Can you love this child?"
Ian nods "I already love this child... because its part of you."
"And you" she grins leaning forward she rests her forehead against his "This is your child Ian."
"I have never thought of having children" he admits
"Now you will" she brushes her lips across his
While later
"I will be back in a few minutes" Ian leans down kissing Sara's forehead "Is there anything else you would like while I'm out?"
Sara shakes her head burrowing into the blankets "Don't take too long" she smiles drowsily
Ian nods
Sara watches as Ian walks out of the room.
Outside Ian makes his way to the car stopping in his tracks he frowns slightly looking around. Not seeing anyone he continues
In the shadows the figure smiles cruelly as he watches his double drive away. Stealthily he hurries to the room unlocking the door he enters the hotel room smirking as he hears the shower run.
Sara frowns looking down to see the Witchblade colors swirl and purr uncontrollably. She turns off the water stepping out of the shower she quickly dries off pulling on her pajamas. She winces as the purr gets louder "Oh shut up. Its probably just Ian." she mutters walking out of the bathroom. "Nottingham you can't be back with dinner already" she says walking out to the livingroom. She stops in her tracks seeing the darkhaired yet clean shaven... Ian. She pales her stomach clenching "You aren't Ian." she winces as the double smirks coldly
"Oh but I am... just another version. He calls me Christian" he steps forward seeing her activate the Blade he smirks "It won't work on me."
As he says that the Blade and Gauntlet retract. Sara stares at him her arms around her middle "What do you want?" she demands
"What if I said you?" he asks looking her over
"When hell freezes over" she snaps angrily 'IAN'
Christian chuckles coldly moving closer "I can see why my brother ran off with you" he reaches out touching Sara's cheek
Sara swallows a wave of nausea "Don't touch me" she slaps his hand away
In the car Ian frowns feeling a tug of fear "Sara"
Danny appears beside Ian "You better get back man"
Ian looks at his beloved's dead partner seeing him faintly "She's in trouble"
Danny nods "If I could help her I would"
"I know" Ian does a quick U-turn heading back to the hotel
Sara stares at her lover's double "How are you Ian?"
"I'm his clone" Christian answers "Irons started my creation in the lab when he acquired my predecessor."
"Sara" Ian calls entering to hotel room
Sara yelps as the double wraps his arm around her neck
Ian stops in his tracks seeing himself holding Sara by her neck "Sara" he says concerned
"I see why you ran... brother" Christian smiles pulling Sara closer "She's quite beautiful"
Ian's eyes narrow "What do you want?" he demands pulling out his gun
"He wants you to return home"
"No" Ian retorts his eyes on Sara "We are not going back"
Sara looks down at the Witchblade 'Please don't abandon me right now' she mentally pleads 'Don't put my baby in danger' she wills the Gauntlet to form and the Blade to appear. Once it does she allows her body to relax as she shifts slamming the Blade into her lover's doubles thigh. As fast as it appears the Blade retracts
Christian grunts releasing Sara with a shove he stumbles
Ian watches horrified as Sara slams into the wall "Sara" she rushes over to her kneeling he touches her cheek.
Sara gives him a weak smile "We're fine" she assures softly. Her eyes widen as Christian grabs Ian from behind
Ian turns slamming his fist into his doubles stomach "Do not touch her"
Sara stands watching horrified as the two trade blows and kicks. As the double pins Ian to the floor Sara feels the Blade extend. She looks down then at Christian she moves over resting the Blade against his neck "Do you want to take the chance that it knows you are not the real Ian?" she asks
"I am him" Christian smirks standing
Sara looks between the two then shakes her head "You may look alike and all but you are nothing alike."
Ian flips to his feet grabbing his fallen gun "Sara go grab your things"
Hearing his tone Sara looks at Ian seeing the barely hidden rage. She wills the Blade to retract leaving the Gauntlet "Ian don't"
"He almost killed you"
"That doesn't make it right for you to kill him" Sara looks at the double "besides Irons will deal with him in his own way for failing" she slams her fist into Christian's jaw knocking him out. She goes over to Ian touching his cheek "Let's get out of here before he wakes up."
Ian looks at his unconscious double then at Sara "We need to hurry he'll wake soon."
Sara hurries back into the bedroom shoving things into their dufflebags. Within minutes they are out at the car. Sara looks at Ian as he pulls out of the parking lot "Ian?"
"We need a new car" he says gruffly "and leave Boston"
"Ian" Sara says touching his gloved hand
Ian brings her hand to his lips "Do not worry"
Hour later
"I will be right back" Ian assures kissing Sara's forehead
Sara nods squeezing his hand "Be careful"
"I will"
Sara kisses him deeply expressing her desperation and emotions. She steps back watching as Ian walks out of the hotel room. As the door closes she bolts to the bathroom
Half hour later
Sara senses a familiar presence close by. She runs her fingers through her hair walking out of the bathroom she finds Ian standing there staring at the floor "Ian?" she walks over to him touching his cheek "Ian?"
Ian looks at her his gaze pained "He could have hurt you" he whispers "I could have lost you."
"Ian I'm fine" she assures taking his hand "Lets go get cleaned up." she leads him into the bathroom turning on the shower glancing at Ian in the mirror as he removes his sweater. She steps back removing her top.
"Sara" he says noticing a scrape on her shoulder blade
"Yes?"
"Your hurt" he says sadly reaching out he carefully touches the scratch "he hurt you"
Sara glances at him "It doesn't hurt Ian." she assures reaching up she touches a scrape on his cheek "You have a scratch too."
"I'm fine"
Sara nods "Come on we'll feel better once we shower" she removes her pajama bottoms stepping into the shower she sighs happily at the feeling of warm water. Quickly they shower
Stepping out of the shower Ian grabs a towel carefully drying Sara off
Sara touches his face "Ian"
Ian picks her up carrying her into the bedroom. He lays her on the bed his eyes going over her naked body "Beautiful" he whispers
"Ian" she pulls him down kissing him deeply
Ian settles atop her his lips trailing over her face tenderly
Sara whimpers as he slowly and achingly enters her "Ian" she gasps digging her nails in his shoulders
Ian kisses Sara sweetly as he slowly moves "Sara my Weilder" he whispers against her lips "So beautiful"
"Ian... more" she pleads rocking her hips against his
Ian continues to move slow and precise causing Sara to squirm and plead.
Brown eyes meet green as memories flash through their minds
* "You are my Weilder" the man says gruffly as he looms over the woman underneath him "My Weilder... now and forever"
The woman nods whimpering she meets his gaze "Forever my Lord"
"Who are you?" he demands grabbing her hands pinning them over her head "Who are you?"
"Your Weilder" she moans clutching his hands
"Who am I?"
She inhales sharply "My Protector... my Mate" *
"Who are you Sara?" Ian demands
Sara arches at his tone rubbing her lower body against him "Your Weilder"
Ian nuzzles her cheek "And I am?"
"My Protector" she gasps "My Mate" she cries out her body quaking in pleasure
Ian growls deep as he allows his body to give in. He collapses against Sara nuzzling her neck. After a moment he speaks "Mine"
At his possessive tone Sara shivers stroking his back and pressing her lips to his head
Ian slowly lifts his head "I love you Sara" he says shyly his hair falling forward
Sara lifts her hand to his face smoothing his hair back "Somehow I'm falling in love with you too Nottingham." she admits "You've wormed your way into my heart" she smiles scratching at his beard "Who'd have thought" she says amused
Ian kisses her sweetly "We should sleep my Sara." Ian moves off Sara pulling her close "You have had a taxing night."
Sara nods snuggling close "Stay?"
"I will stay with you" he promises pulling the covers up "Goodnight my Sara"
"Goodnight Ian"