Eli: Here it is! My work, my piece, the chap everyone has been waiting for.
Joy, you'll get more than what you asked of me. Enjoy.
Sara and Ian were silent directly after Moby left. Finally, Ian put a smirk on his face.
"Alone at last." He could have sworn Sara ever so slightly smiled. Ian crossed the room and leaned against the wall.
"So, what did you need to tell me?" Sara looked up at him.
"I was sent here to kill you." She lowered her head again. "But I can not."
If the revelation startled Ian, he didn't show it. "Why not?"
"It is something that could never in this world be returned." She lowered her head further and started to walk toward the door. Ian grabbed her wrist.
"Sara, no. Irons sent you here. You have disobeyed her. She will hurt you."
"She will kill me. But nothing can be done." She looked at him. Her beautiful green eyes brimmed with tears. "Good-bye." She tried to remove her arm from his grasp, but he held onto her tightly.
The thought of her dying was too much for him to even think about. "Sara, will you listen to me? I will ask no more of you than that." Sara could not resist. She knew she couldn't. she still pulled her wrist away, but stood there waiting for what he had to stay.
Ian was about to begin, when his neighbor began to blast music. The sudden outburst made them both jump. Ian contemplated killing the one next door, when he recognizied the song she was playing and decided that it helped the element.
~Loneliness has always
been a friend of mine.
I'm leaving my life
in your hands.~
He took her gloved hand and made sure he had her eyes.
"Understand that I mean this, more than anything in my life. Sara?"
"Yes?"
"I love you." She lowered her head, but he forced her head back up. "Don't, I'm not done. I live this life for you. It hurts me, Sara, to come home every single night and know that I will be alone. I want you here, Sara. If only to protect you. In the dreams, I see us. One lifetime after another. I want that for this lifetime, too."
~People say I'm crazy
and that I am blind.
Riskin' it all
in a glance.~
"I need to know. What do you want, Sara?" Sara shook her head and was really crying.
"I can't answer that. I wish I could, but I can't. There is so much you don't know......"
"I don't care."
"You can not love me."
"Why not?"
"You need someone better."
"You are the best. I need you, Moby was right."
"There is so much you don't know."
~How you got me blind
is still a mystery.
I can't get you
out of my head.~
"Then tell me whatever I need to know." Sara back away a little.
"I'm an assassin. You save the people I'm sent to kill." She lowered her head. Ian took a moment to let it sink in before speaking.
"Sara?"
"What?"
"I couldn't care less."
~Don't care what is written
in your history.
As long as you're here
with me.~
"There is one more thing." Sara slowly began to remove her gloves. Ian had never seen her without them. First the left, and then the right. She held up the back of her right hand.
She had the markings of the witchblade.
It was the two interlocking circles, except hers were different. Hers had pieces of metal sunk into it. As if the witchblade had been torn off her hand after being attached.
"She made me wear it. She thought that I could, but I couldn't control it. She tore it off me, but it left a lasting reminder of itself. The metal IS part of the witchblade." Sara looked back at him. "I have already been rejected."
~I don't care
who you are.
Where you're from.
I don't care
what you did.
As long as you love me.
Who you are.
Where you're from.
Don't care what you did.
As long as you love me.~
Ian moved closer to her. "But not by me. Never by me. Sara, I saw what she did to you because of that one night."
"I should have never left position."
"No. I should have made sure this wouldn't happen."
~Every little thing that
you have said and done
Feels like it's deep within
me. Oh, oh, yeah.~
"There's more you're not thinking about. We could never have peace. She would come after us."
"Then let her come and bring all her fury." He picked up her hand, her bare hand. The feeling of bare flesh was over powering to both. "As long as you are here, I don't care. Sara, I can't dream of a hundred lifetimes and wake up to the reality of it. Please, Sara."
~Doesn't really matter
if you're on the run.
It seems like we're
meant to be.~
I have wished. I have prayed. I have dreamt of moments like this, but how can we live with the blood on our hands? How could I ever fit into his life?
"I would never fit in."
"What?"
"I could never be normal, even out of control. I couldn't be the type to go to and meet friends." Ian placed his other hand, not letting go of her hand, on her cheek.
"Then we are perfect. I'm not normal either." His eyes finally caught hers.
~I don't care
who you are.
Where you're from.
Don't care what you did.
As long as you love me.
Who you are.
Where you're from.
Don't care what you did.
As long as you love me.
Yeah.~
"I know you're scared, Sara. But believe me when I say that I love you more than anything or anyone. You have two choices you can return to her and die, at which point I pretty much die with you. Or you can stay here. What do you want Sara?"
She looked at his eyes, and she knew. This was no trick. This was real, and what he said was true.
~I've tried to hide it
so that no one knows,
but I guess it shows.
When you look into my eyes.
What you did and
where you're coming from.
I don't care.
As long as you love me, baby~
Ian saw the gleam of decision in her eyes and knew immediately what she wanted, but he waited to hear her say it anyway.
"I want to stay here." And with that he pulled her into an embrace. "I love you, Sara."
"I love you, too."
~I don't care
who you are.
Where you're from.
What you did.
As long as you love me.
Who you are.(As long as you love me.)
Where you're from.(As long as you love me.)
What you did. (I don't care.)
As long as you love me.~
As the song ended, they pulled apart a little so they could see each others eyes. Ian knew that they would be like this for a lifetime. For even longer than that.
Forever.
They both smiled at the thought. That was exactly what they wanted.
Eli: It ain't over till the fat lady sings. The song is As long as you love me by The Backstreet Boys. I wasn't going to put a song in, but I heard the lyrics and it was like destiny. More to come soon. (I hope.)
Sara and Ian were silent directly after Moby left. Finally, Ian put a smirk on his face.
"Alone at last." He could have sworn Sara ever so slightly smiled. Ian crossed the room and leaned against the wall.
"So, what did you need to tell me?" Sara looked up at him.
"I was sent here to kill you." She lowered her head again. "But I can not."
If the revelation startled Ian, he didn't show it. "Why not?"
"It is something that could never in this world be returned." She lowered her head further and started to walk toward the door. Ian grabbed her wrist.
"Sara, no. Irons sent you here. You have disobeyed her. She will hurt you."
"She will kill me. But nothing can be done." She looked at him. Her beautiful green eyes brimmed with tears. "Good-bye." She tried to remove her arm from his grasp, but he held onto her tightly.
The thought of her dying was too much for him to even think about. "Sara, will you listen to me? I will ask no more of you than that." Sara could not resist. She knew she couldn't. she still pulled her wrist away, but stood there waiting for what he had to stay.
Ian was about to begin, when his neighbor began to blast music. The sudden outburst made them both jump. Ian contemplated killing the one next door, when he recognizied the song she was playing and decided that it helped the element.
~Loneliness has always
been a friend of mine.
I'm leaving my life
in your hands.~
He took her gloved hand and made sure he had her eyes.
"Understand that I mean this, more than anything in my life. Sara?"
"Yes?"
"I love you." She lowered her head, but he forced her head back up. "Don't, I'm not done. I live this life for you. It hurts me, Sara, to come home every single night and know that I will be alone. I want you here, Sara. If only to protect you. In the dreams, I see us. One lifetime after another. I want that for this lifetime, too."
~People say I'm crazy
and that I am blind.
Riskin' it all
in a glance.~
"I need to know. What do you want, Sara?" Sara shook her head and was really crying.
"I can't answer that. I wish I could, but I can't. There is so much you don't know......"
"I don't care."
"You can not love me."
"Why not?"
"You need someone better."
"You are the best. I need you, Moby was right."
"There is so much you don't know."
~How you got me blind
is still a mystery.
I can't get you
out of my head.~
"Then tell me whatever I need to know." Sara back away a little.
"I'm an assassin. You save the people I'm sent to kill." She lowered her head. Ian took a moment to let it sink in before speaking.
"Sara?"
"What?"
"I couldn't care less."
~Don't care what is written
in your history.
As long as you're here
with me.~
"There is one more thing." Sara slowly began to remove her gloves. Ian had never seen her without them. First the left, and then the right. She held up the back of her right hand.
She had the markings of the witchblade.
It was the two interlocking circles, except hers were different. Hers had pieces of metal sunk into it. As if the witchblade had been torn off her hand after being attached.
"She made me wear it. She thought that I could, but I couldn't control it. She tore it off me, but it left a lasting reminder of itself. The metal IS part of the witchblade." Sara looked back at him. "I have already been rejected."
~I don't care
who you are.
Where you're from.
I don't care
what you did.
As long as you love me.
Who you are.
Where you're from.
Don't care what you did.
As long as you love me.~
Ian moved closer to her. "But not by me. Never by me. Sara, I saw what she did to you because of that one night."
"I should have never left position."
"No. I should have made sure this wouldn't happen."
~Every little thing that
you have said and done
Feels like it's deep within
me. Oh, oh, yeah.~
"There's more you're not thinking about. We could never have peace. She would come after us."
"Then let her come and bring all her fury." He picked up her hand, her bare hand. The feeling of bare flesh was over powering to both. "As long as you are here, I don't care. Sara, I can't dream of a hundred lifetimes and wake up to the reality of it. Please, Sara."
~Doesn't really matter
if you're on the run.
It seems like we're
meant to be.~
I have wished. I have prayed. I have dreamt of moments like this, but how can we live with the blood on our hands? How could I ever fit into his life?
"I would never fit in."
"What?"
"I could never be normal, even out of control. I couldn't be the type to go to and meet friends." Ian placed his other hand, not letting go of her hand, on her cheek.
"Then we are perfect. I'm not normal either." His eyes finally caught hers.
~I don't care
who you are.
Where you're from.
Don't care what you did.
As long as you love me.
Who you are.
Where you're from.
Don't care what you did.
As long as you love me.
Yeah.~
"I know you're scared, Sara. But believe me when I say that I love you more than anything or anyone. You have two choices you can return to her and die, at which point I pretty much die with you. Or you can stay here. What do you want Sara?"
She looked at his eyes, and she knew. This was no trick. This was real, and what he said was true.
~I've tried to hide it
so that no one knows,
but I guess it shows.
When you look into my eyes.
What you did and
where you're coming from.
I don't care.
As long as you love me, baby~
Ian saw the gleam of decision in her eyes and knew immediately what she wanted, but he waited to hear her say it anyway.
"I want to stay here." And with that he pulled her into an embrace. "I love you, Sara."
"I love you, too."
~I don't care
who you are.
Where you're from.
What you did.
As long as you love me.
Who you are.(As long as you love me.)
Where you're from.(As long as you love me.)
What you did. (I don't care.)
As long as you love me.~
As the song ended, they pulled apart a little so they could see each others eyes. Ian knew that they would be like this for a lifetime. For even longer than that.
Forever.
They both smiled at the thought. That was exactly what they wanted.
Eli: It ain't over till the fat lady sings. The song is As long as you love me by The Backstreet Boys. I wasn't going to put a song in, but I heard the lyrics and it was like destiny. More to come soon. (I hope.)