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Sara woke up in Ian's apartment. Still slightly asleep, she walked into the bathroom and flipped on the lights. She jumped back when she saw her own reflection. She wanted desperately to turn away from her reflection, but just had to see the total damage.
Most of the cuts were cleaned out, but she saw the soon to be scars very clearly. Ragged lines across her cheeks, over her nose, and slashed over her eyelids. Thankfully, her eye sight was still in tack. Any beauty she had did not fare the same.
When the sight of her own horrid face was too much, she finally looked away. She turned the lights back off and stood in the darkness for a moment.
Irons won. I can't undo this. And if he sends me away after this, I can not blame him. Who could put up with this? I must leave as soon as possible. I can't bare anyone to see me like this, especially not him.
She walked out of the bathroom and back into the bed room. She picked up her heavy jacket and turned to leave out the window.
"Sara." She heard from behind her. She lowered her head, but did not turn. "Sara." He repeated. She felt him grab her wrists. He forced her to face him. When she had turned, he removed one hand from her wrist and put it under her chin to raise her head up.
"No, Ian! I can't.."
"Yes you can. I'm just checking to make sure there's no bleeding." Her head slowly came up and he looked her face over. "Okay, everything's fine."
"No, it's not. Do not lie, Ian."
"I'm not lying, Sara."
"I can't be here. I can't be anywhere. Not anymore."
"What are you talking about?"
"Stop going around the subject. You know, I know, no one could still love me after this. You need someone better. Someone who isn't me." She rushed past him to the window. Once again, he stopped her.
"Just let me go, Ian. I can't stand to be around anyone."
"I don't want you to go."
"I don't need your pity."
"You don't have my pity." He pulled her away from the window. She crossed her arms more as a distraction then anger.
"Then what do I have?" Ian cupped her cheek.
"My love, my heart, my life." Sara shook her head and started to cry.
"Ian..." But he silenced her.
"Sara, just listen. You are the strongest, bravest, and most beautiful woman I have ever known. I know I have loved you since the very first day, but it feels like I've loved you for an eternity. And I wouldn't mind doing that, either. Sara, I don't want to live this life with out you. I couldn't bare the thought of having to wake up every morning with out you by my side. I can't live that way. Please stay, Sara. Stay and I will love you more than anyone else could."
Tears were in her eyes. They fell slowly down her face. Ian softly wiped them off.
"How can you still, after all this?" Ian surprised her with a slight laugh.
"Sara, I've loved you for over three millenniums. Did you really think a couple of scratches would change that?"
Sara's heart instantly felt uplifted. She smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck. He bent down and kissed her.
As the kiss deepened, the witchblade began to glow lightly on Ian's wrist. The bracelet branched out and wrapped itself onto Sara's wrist. The metal tendrils entered her skin. Surprisingly, Ian and Sara remained oblivious of anything but each other. It traveled along her body and shifted things around. Then it recoiled and became a bracelet again.
When Ian opened his eyes to look at Sara again, she took his breath away. When she saw the look he was giving her, she got worried.
"What's wrong?" He smiled and dragged her into the bathroom. He flipped on the lights, and Sara automatically looked away. Ian faced her toward the mirror.
"Look, Sara." She slowly opened her eyes and then widened them in surprise.
Her wounds were all gone without a trace.
She slowly lifted her hands to her face and traced it, simply not believing it could be real. That she could be like this.
"How?"
"I don't know. But it doesn't matter. It has made you happy, and that's all that matters."
"This is extraordinary. Of course it is the work of the witchblade, but things like this have never happened before. It only has healed the wielder."
"There's a first time for everything." Sara smiled. Then, she pulled off the coat, sweatshirt, and shirt. Once again she was in total shock. Her past scars were also gone. Ian was just as shocked. She turned and lifted the back of her tank top. There was no trace on her skin what so ever.
"This is.." But words failed her. Ian smiled and made a suggestion.
"How I have always seen you. And now, you can see how beautiful you are as well."
Sara smiled and nodded. They got out of the bathroom and Ian grabbed the phone.
"Hey, Vicky?"
"Um, yeah?"
"You can add to your list of knowledge that the witchblade can heal people other than the wielder."
"It can?"
"Yep. Just worked."
"Oh," He heard some shuffling over the phone. "Uh, now is really not the best time."
"Oh sorr-" He was cut short by a familiar voice.
"Who is it?" He heard and instantaneously recognized it.
"No. Gabe?"
"Um, yeah."
"Okay, explain later, I'm getting off. Bye."
"Bye." He hung up the phone and had to sit down. A week ago, he had seen Vicky stick her tongue down a girl's throat. Now, they were back together again. He just shook his head. He looked over at Sara.
"Today was a very long day."
-Later-
The two lay in bed, arms around each other, speaking softly.
~Could you whisper in my ear
The things you want to feel
I'll give you anythin'
To feel it comin'~
"I want to live my life like this. With you. Nothing else."
"You will, Sara. Forever."
~Do you wake up on your own
And wonder where you are
You live with all your faults~
"I'm glad that I can go to sleep tonight and not have to worry about you rushing off, again."
"Never again. But there is still more to worry about."
"It doesn't matter."
~I wanna wake up where you are
I won't say anything at all
So why don't you slide
Yeah, we're gonna let it slide~
"More people will come, try to kill you, us."
"We can take them. At least we don't have to worry about Irons. I'm sorry I had to resort to that, Sara."
"The apology is for nothing. She is still alive. The witchblade can not kill anyone who has worn it. Her spirit is still out lurking around."
"But her body is dead."
"Yes, by all means my mother is gone."
"Well, at least she did two good things."
"And what were they?"
"Have you and then give you to me."
"She discarded me to you, you mean."
"No, I stole you from her."
"I can never go back."
~Don't you love the life you've killed
The priest is on the phone
Your father hit the wall
Your ma disowned you~
"Would you want to?"
"No. I belong here, with you."
"I don't know how you'll adjust from a mansion to an apartment."
"I'll live."
"I wish I could give you those types of things."
~Don't suppose I'll ever know
What it means to be a man
Something I can't change
I'll live around it~
"I like what you have given me better than any of that."
"Better than anything?"
"Yes, I just want this."
~I wanna wake up where you are
I won't say anything at all
So why don't you slide~
"I still feel like it isn't enough. You mean so much to me. All I can give you is everything I am."
~And I'll do anything you ever
Dreamed to be complete
Little pieces of the nothing that fall~
"That is all I need, my love. You have everything I am, as well."
"That's more than enough. You are already priceless, my Sara."
~May, put your arms around me
What you feel is what you are
And what you are is beautiful.
May, do you want to get married
Or run away~
"I love you, Sara. The most beautiful one among us. Be with me forever?"
"I love you, Ian. I would not live any other way."
With that final response, Sara drifted off to sleep. Ian smiled and held her even closer.
There was still so much to over come, but right now he didn't care. All he cared about was the woman lying down next to him. And as long as she was there to wake up next to him, everything else would be okay.
The witchblade didn't create chaos and death as I thought it would. It actually created peace. Who would've known?
He closed his eyes and fell asleep as well. The witchblade gave them a night off from dreams. And peace surrounded them, because they were finally where they belonged.
~And I'll do anything you ever
Dreamed to be complete
Little pieces of the nothing that fall
May, put your arms around me
What you feel is what you are
And what you are is beautiful
May, do you wanna get married
Or run away~
The End
Eli: *Sob* it's over. How was it? Slide by The Goo Goo Dolls. It just fit so perfectly, it could end no other way. How was it? Review please. Love you all! See ya!
Sara woke up in Ian's apartment. Still slightly asleep, she walked into the bathroom and flipped on the lights. She jumped back when she saw her own reflection. She wanted desperately to turn away from her reflection, but just had to see the total damage.
Most of the cuts were cleaned out, but she saw the soon to be scars very clearly. Ragged lines across her cheeks, over her nose, and slashed over her eyelids. Thankfully, her eye sight was still in tack. Any beauty she had did not fare the same.
When the sight of her own horrid face was too much, she finally looked away. She turned the lights back off and stood in the darkness for a moment.
Irons won. I can't undo this. And if he sends me away after this, I can not blame him. Who could put up with this? I must leave as soon as possible. I can't bare anyone to see me like this, especially not him.
She walked out of the bathroom and back into the bed room. She picked up her heavy jacket and turned to leave out the window.
"Sara." She heard from behind her. She lowered her head, but did not turn. "Sara." He repeated. She felt him grab her wrists. He forced her to face him. When she had turned, he removed one hand from her wrist and put it under her chin to raise her head up.
"No, Ian! I can't.."
"Yes you can. I'm just checking to make sure there's no bleeding." Her head slowly came up and he looked her face over. "Okay, everything's fine."
"No, it's not. Do not lie, Ian."
"I'm not lying, Sara."
"I can't be here. I can't be anywhere. Not anymore."
"What are you talking about?"
"Stop going around the subject. You know, I know, no one could still love me after this. You need someone better. Someone who isn't me." She rushed past him to the window. Once again, he stopped her.
"Just let me go, Ian. I can't stand to be around anyone."
"I don't want you to go."
"I don't need your pity."
"You don't have my pity." He pulled her away from the window. She crossed her arms more as a distraction then anger.
"Then what do I have?" Ian cupped her cheek.
"My love, my heart, my life." Sara shook her head and started to cry.
"Ian..." But he silenced her.
"Sara, just listen. You are the strongest, bravest, and most beautiful woman I have ever known. I know I have loved you since the very first day, but it feels like I've loved you for an eternity. And I wouldn't mind doing that, either. Sara, I don't want to live this life with out you. I couldn't bare the thought of having to wake up every morning with out you by my side. I can't live that way. Please stay, Sara. Stay and I will love you more than anyone else could."
Tears were in her eyes. They fell slowly down her face. Ian softly wiped them off.
"How can you still, after all this?" Ian surprised her with a slight laugh.
"Sara, I've loved you for over three millenniums. Did you really think a couple of scratches would change that?"
Sara's heart instantly felt uplifted. She smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck. He bent down and kissed her.
As the kiss deepened, the witchblade began to glow lightly on Ian's wrist. The bracelet branched out and wrapped itself onto Sara's wrist. The metal tendrils entered her skin. Surprisingly, Ian and Sara remained oblivious of anything but each other. It traveled along her body and shifted things around. Then it recoiled and became a bracelet again.
When Ian opened his eyes to look at Sara again, she took his breath away. When she saw the look he was giving her, she got worried.
"What's wrong?" He smiled and dragged her into the bathroom. He flipped on the lights, and Sara automatically looked away. Ian faced her toward the mirror.
"Look, Sara." She slowly opened her eyes and then widened them in surprise.
Her wounds were all gone without a trace.
She slowly lifted her hands to her face and traced it, simply not believing it could be real. That she could be like this.
"How?"
"I don't know. But it doesn't matter. It has made you happy, and that's all that matters."
"This is extraordinary. Of course it is the work of the witchblade, but things like this have never happened before. It only has healed the wielder."
"There's a first time for everything." Sara smiled. Then, she pulled off the coat, sweatshirt, and shirt. Once again she was in total shock. Her past scars were also gone. Ian was just as shocked. She turned and lifted the back of her tank top. There was no trace on her skin what so ever.
"This is.." But words failed her. Ian smiled and made a suggestion.
"How I have always seen you. And now, you can see how beautiful you are as well."
Sara smiled and nodded. They got out of the bathroom and Ian grabbed the phone.
"Hey, Vicky?"
"Um, yeah?"
"You can add to your list of knowledge that the witchblade can heal people other than the wielder."
"It can?"
"Yep. Just worked."
"Oh," He heard some shuffling over the phone. "Uh, now is really not the best time."
"Oh sorr-" He was cut short by a familiar voice.
"Who is it?" He heard and instantaneously recognized it.
"No. Gabe?"
"Um, yeah."
"Okay, explain later, I'm getting off. Bye."
"Bye." He hung up the phone and had to sit down. A week ago, he had seen Vicky stick her tongue down a girl's throat. Now, they were back together again. He just shook his head. He looked over at Sara.
"Today was a very long day."
-Later-
The two lay in bed, arms around each other, speaking softly.
~Could you whisper in my ear
The things you want to feel
I'll give you anythin'
To feel it comin'~
"I want to live my life like this. With you. Nothing else."
"You will, Sara. Forever."
~Do you wake up on your own
And wonder where you are
You live with all your faults~
"I'm glad that I can go to sleep tonight and not have to worry about you rushing off, again."
"Never again. But there is still more to worry about."
"It doesn't matter."
~I wanna wake up where you are
I won't say anything at all
So why don't you slide
Yeah, we're gonna let it slide~
"More people will come, try to kill you, us."
"We can take them. At least we don't have to worry about Irons. I'm sorry I had to resort to that, Sara."
"The apology is for nothing. She is still alive. The witchblade can not kill anyone who has worn it. Her spirit is still out lurking around."
"But her body is dead."
"Yes, by all means my mother is gone."
"Well, at least she did two good things."
"And what were they?"
"Have you and then give you to me."
"She discarded me to you, you mean."
"No, I stole you from her."
"I can never go back."
~Don't you love the life you've killed
The priest is on the phone
Your father hit the wall
Your ma disowned you~
"Would you want to?"
"No. I belong here, with you."
"I don't know how you'll adjust from a mansion to an apartment."
"I'll live."
"I wish I could give you those types of things."
~Don't suppose I'll ever know
What it means to be a man
Something I can't change
I'll live around it~
"I like what you have given me better than any of that."
"Better than anything?"
"Yes, I just want this."
~I wanna wake up where you are
I won't say anything at all
So why don't you slide~
"I still feel like it isn't enough. You mean so much to me. All I can give you is everything I am."
~And I'll do anything you ever
Dreamed to be complete
Little pieces of the nothing that fall~
"That is all I need, my love. You have everything I am, as well."
"That's more than enough. You are already priceless, my Sara."
~May, put your arms around me
What you feel is what you are
And what you are is beautiful.
May, do you want to get married
Or run away~
"I love you, Sara. The most beautiful one among us. Be with me forever?"
"I love you, Ian. I would not live any other way."
With that final response, Sara drifted off to sleep. Ian smiled and held her even closer.
There was still so much to over come, but right now he didn't care. All he cared about was the woman lying down next to him. And as long as she was there to wake up next to him, everything else would be okay.
The witchblade didn't create chaos and death as I thought it would. It actually created peace. Who would've known?
He closed his eyes and fell asleep as well. The witchblade gave them a night off from dreams. And peace surrounded them, because they were finally where they belonged.
~And I'll do anything you ever
Dreamed to be complete
Little pieces of the nothing that fall
May, put your arms around me
What you feel is what you are
And what you are is beautiful
May, do you wanna get married
Or run away~
The End
Eli: *Sob* it's over. How was it? Slide by The Goo Goo Dolls. It just fit so perfectly, it could end no other way. How was it? Review please. Love you all! See ya!