Sara and Ian drove to the station in near silence. Ian kept glancing at her
when he thought that she wasn't looking. There was something about her
since the newest developments in her life with the Witchblade. It was like
she was a little more comfortable now that she knew that she was not alone.
But she was also worried. She was worried about Nikki and Gabe and she
was also worried about the newest development in her case. What could be
so upsetting to Jake? What exactly happened that had everybody needing her
back there right now?
They arrived at the station what seemed like mere moments later. Ian followed Sara inside despite the fact that it probably wasn't the wisest move. Something had him worried, something wasn't right, and he wanted to be there for Sara when she found out what was wrong. Sara stopped in her office to see if Jake was there, he wasn't so she headed down to the lair of one Dr. Victoria Po - the morgue. When she got there she saw more cops at one time than had ever been down there before.
"Whoa what's all the commotion?" Sara said in a somewhat amused tone.
"Our victim's body is gone."
"WHAT!? What do you mean gone?"
"He is not here. It's like he just got up and walked right out. No one has seen or heard anything and there is no trace of the body - It's almost like it was never here at all." Vicky said, obviously shaken.
"This is just great. First someone tampers with our evidence and tries to make it so we can't get a good ID on a possible perp and now this? What next?" Sara inquired in exasperation. This job was starting to get to her. What else could possibly go wrong? All of the sudden she was thrown into a vision.
She saw the corpse on the table and then she saw it get up - its eyes were closed, but it walked out through some grate that lead under the station possibly into the sewers. Sara unconsciously started to walk over to the grate in question. It was narrow, and small, and she couldn't understand how the victim had been able to fit through it. As she studied the grate, she noticed bits of what seemed to be dirty greenish gray cloth attached to it.
"Um guys? Look over here. Where does this grate lead?"
"Into the sewers I think, why?" One of the cops stated.
"I think he went that way."
"What makes you say that Pez?" Jake asked even though he had an idea.
"Just a hunch and the bits of cloth or flesh or something on the grate cover seem to give validity to my theory." Sara said uneasily. She felt like she was going to be sick. Several officers made their way over to the grate and began to examine it.
"What I don't get is how he - it fit through the grate."
"I don't know either Jake but it happened."
"The you know what showed you something, didn't it?" Jake asked in a whisper.
"Yes, it did. Let's get out of here Jake and see what we can find. We're going to need a map of the sewers."
"We going hunting partner?"
"Yes, we are." Sara said as she walked over to rejoin Ian.
"Sorry Ian, but I have to go to work now. It seems we have a walking corpse on our hands."
"I will be around Lady Sara should you need me. I must go check in before Irons figures out that something is up." Ian said as he did his famous disappearing act. Sara shook her head; he would never cease to amaze her.
**
"Where have you been Ian?" Irons said his voice laced with venom.
"Watching Lady Sara as you instructed sir."
"Did anything strange happen while you were watching her?" Irons asked, his patience wearing very thin.
"No sir, aside from her most recent case having a corpse supposedly get up and walk out of the morgue, nothing out of the ordinary."
"Do not lie to me boy!" Irons said as he slapped Ian hard across the face.
"I would not dream of it sir." Ian said unflinching.
"You are lying to me, whether you realize it or not, I know. There is something going on Ian and I know that you are a part of it. That wench is here and she is plotting our demise as we speak. You will find the bitch with the amber eyes and you will bring her to me. Killing her I here is pointless, for she cannot die." Irons growled.
"As you wish, father." Ian said softly as he turned on his heel and went to leave. "Do not forget that Ian. Do not forget that I made you and that I am the only one who can destroy you. I will destroy you Ian, if you make me." Irons said softly, knowing that Ian could hear him. Ian never faltered; never stopped to look back only kept walking. He kept his back to his 'father' so that the man could not see the anger and seething hatred flashing in his eyes.
**
Gabe stared at Nikki, marveling at the complexity of this mystical creature. She seemed so normal, so human, he never would have guessed that there was anything odd about her had he not known. Had he just passed her on the street, the only thing that would have caught him would have been those impossible amber colored eyes.
"Are you alright Gabe?" Nikki inquired, her voice soft - concerned.
"Huh? Oh yeah, I'm fine - why?"
"You just had this blank look on your face, you had a serious stare going."
"Oh, well that - yeah, um I was looking at you. Sorry."
"It's all right Gabe, I don't mind. It's been a long time since anyone has seen me I think. It feels kind of good to be seen again."
"You get tired of living in the background huh?"
"Sometimes mine is a very lonely job as I am not supposed to associate with people. I am merely a watcher, there to record what happens and nothing more. There are times when I could not even confront the Wielder - it gets hard after a while."
"I can imagine. I mean I may not be a social butterfly, but I would go crazy if I couldn't talk to anyone at all."
"I interact some, to keep out of the way of suspicion but for the most part I am alone -utterly alone and it isn't fun."
"Well you're not alone now, you have me - and Sara, and Ian."
"I'd be happy even if it was just you." Nikki said with a smile. Gabe moved and gently brushed his lips across hers. She gasped and a blush rose across her pale skin. Nikki was speechless, she couldn't think. Had the angel really just kissed her? Had her angel just showed her affection? Was her angel really back? She was almost hesitant to answer those questions.
They arrived at the station what seemed like mere moments later. Ian followed Sara inside despite the fact that it probably wasn't the wisest move. Something had him worried, something wasn't right, and he wanted to be there for Sara when she found out what was wrong. Sara stopped in her office to see if Jake was there, he wasn't so she headed down to the lair of one Dr. Victoria Po - the morgue. When she got there she saw more cops at one time than had ever been down there before.
"Whoa what's all the commotion?" Sara said in a somewhat amused tone.
"Our victim's body is gone."
"WHAT!? What do you mean gone?"
"He is not here. It's like he just got up and walked right out. No one has seen or heard anything and there is no trace of the body - It's almost like it was never here at all." Vicky said, obviously shaken.
"This is just great. First someone tampers with our evidence and tries to make it so we can't get a good ID on a possible perp and now this? What next?" Sara inquired in exasperation. This job was starting to get to her. What else could possibly go wrong? All of the sudden she was thrown into a vision.
She saw the corpse on the table and then she saw it get up - its eyes were closed, but it walked out through some grate that lead under the station possibly into the sewers. Sara unconsciously started to walk over to the grate in question. It was narrow, and small, and she couldn't understand how the victim had been able to fit through it. As she studied the grate, she noticed bits of what seemed to be dirty greenish gray cloth attached to it.
"Um guys? Look over here. Where does this grate lead?"
"Into the sewers I think, why?" One of the cops stated.
"I think he went that way."
"What makes you say that Pez?" Jake asked even though he had an idea.
"Just a hunch and the bits of cloth or flesh or something on the grate cover seem to give validity to my theory." Sara said uneasily. She felt like she was going to be sick. Several officers made their way over to the grate and began to examine it.
"What I don't get is how he - it fit through the grate."
"I don't know either Jake but it happened."
"The you know what showed you something, didn't it?" Jake asked in a whisper.
"Yes, it did. Let's get out of here Jake and see what we can find. We're going to need a map of the sewers."
"We going hunting partner?"
"Yes, we are." Sara said as she walked over to rejoin Ian.
"Sorry Ian, but I have to go to work now. It seems we have a walking corpse on our hands."
"I will be around Lady Sara should you need me. I must go check in before Irons figures out that something is up." Ian said as he did his famous disappearing act. Sara shook her head; he would never cease to amaze her.
**
"Where have you been Ian?" Irons said his voice laced with venom.
"Watching Lady Sara as you instructed sir."
"Did anything strange happen while you were watching her?" Irons asked, his patience wearing very thin.
"No sir, aside from her most recent case having a corpse supposedly get up and walk out of the morgue, nothing out of the ordinary."
"Do not lie to me boy!" Irons said as he slapped Ian hard across the face.
"I would not dream of it sir." Ian said unflinching.
"You are lying to me, whether you realize it or not, I know. There is something going on Ian and I know that you are a part of it. That wench is here and she is plotting our demise as we speak. You will find the bitch with the amber eyes and you will bring her to me. Killing her I here is pointless, for she cannot die." Irons growled.
"As you wish, father." Ian said softly as he turned on his heel and went to leave. "Do not forget that Ian. Do not forget that I made you and that I am the only one who can destroy you. I will destroy you Ian, if you make me." Irons said softly, knowing that Ian could hear him. Ian never faltered; never stopped to look back only kept walking. He kept his back to his 'father' so that the man could not see the anger and seething hatred flashing in his eyes.
**
Gabe stared at Nikki, marveling at the complexity of this mystical creature. She seemed so normal, so human, he never would have guessed that there was anything odd about her had he not known. Had he just passed her on the street, the only thing that would have caught him would have been those impossible amber colored eyes.
"Are you alright Gabe?" Nikki inquired, her voice soft - concerned.
"Huh? Oh yeah, I'm fine - why?"
"You just had this blank look on your face, you had a serious stare going."
"Oh, well that - yeah, um I was looking at you. Sorry."
"It's all right Gabe, I don't mind. It's been a long time since anyone has seen me I think. It feels kind of good to be seen again."
"You get tired of living in the background huh?"
"Sometimes mine is a very lonely job as I am not supposed to associate with people. I am merely a watcher, there to record what happens and nothing more. There are times when I could not even confront the Wielder - it gets hard after a while."
"I can imagine. I mean I may not be a social butterfly, but I would go crazy if I couldn't talk to anyone at all."
"I interact some, to keep out of the way of suspicion but for the most part I am alone -utterly alone and it isn't fun."
"Well you're not alone now, you have me - and Sara, and Ian."
"I'd be happy even if it was just you." Nikki said with a smile. Gabe moved and gently brushed his lips across hers. She gasped and a blush rose across her pale skin. Nikki was speechless, she couldn't think. Had the angel really just kissed her? Had her angel just showed her affection? Was her angel really back? She was almost hesitant to answer those questions.