EXTREME shortness here, my muse wouldn't cooperate in helping me to make
this as long as I had planned...but...here it is nonetheless. DM & Spin,
you called it! Here's four! ;)
Keep those reviews coming! It's the fuel for all fan fictions...but you guys know that by now...
-Rayvin-
Four
"Chief?" Sara shook her head out of the reverie to find herself being hauled along by Gabriel. The two of them were now fifth and sixth in line to meet the famed, yet unsigned musician.
"Yeah..."
"You all right? You scared me there."
Sara rubbed her temple. "Had a...vision." Sara realized she hadn't ever told Gabriel about her visions...that she'd always beat around the bush about it. But now that she'd let the cat out of the bag, it was too late to take it back now.
"A vision? What about?" Gabe was visibly excited. Sara laughed and raised her head to see her position in line. Fourth.
"A guy..." Sara held up the picture and continued. "And a woman that looked...just like me. A Swordfight...he beat me and offered to make me his Queen..."
"Did the two of you have accents?"
"Yeah..."
"Irish?"
"I think so...yeah. Why?"
"Were there names, Sara? Did he call you anything?"
"Yeah...Cathain..."
Gabriel clapped his hands. "RESEARCH PARTY!" All right. After this, I'll get home and start researching Cathain. See if I can find out what her deal was, okay?"
"Thanks, Gabe."
"NEXT!" A second bouncer announced and Gabriel stepped up to the table. Sara looked at the singer and her jaw dropped.
'God, he's gorgeous...' she thought as he signed Gabriel's photograph with a flourish of the Sharpie.
"NEXT!" The bouncer announced again and Sara pulled her badge closer to her belt buckle. She set her picture down on the table.
"Hey..." A deep, voice with a VERY Irish accent hit her ears and he looked up briefly and stared into her emerald green eyes. He took a breath, and acted as if he was going to say something, but then shook his head and bent over to sign the picture. As he handed the picture back to her, he looked up at her once more. "I know you..." He pointed his index finger at her and grinned, leaning upon his elbow on the table.
She shook her head. "Sara Pezzini. NOW you know me..." A brief moment of Deja vu came over her, but she shook it away. She pulled her leather coat to the side to reveal her detective badge. "Detective...Sara Pezzini."
Conchobar sat back in his chair. "And I suppose you want to ask me some questions..."
"I do. What time is this signing over?"
"Four-Thirty. But I'll be here until five."
Sara nodded. "See you at five, then."
Conchobar grinned and the bouncer pulled her along.
"So, Chief...get what you needed?"
"Not yet..." Sara replied, glancing back at the musician. "But I will..."
Keep those reviews coming! It's the fuel for all fan fictions...but you guys know that by now...
-Rayvin-
Four
"Chief?" Sara shook her head out of the reverie to find herself being hauled along by Gabriel. The two of them were now fifth and sixth in line to meet the famed, yet unsigned musician.
"Yeah..."
"You all right? You scared me there."
Sara rubbed her temple. "Had a...vision." Sara realized she hadn't ever told Gabriel about her visions...that she'd always beat around the bush about it. But now that she'd let the cat out of the bag, it was too late to take it back now.
"A vision? What about?" Gabe was visibly excited. Sara laughed and raised her head to see her position in line. Fourth.
"A guy..." Sara held up the picture and continued. "And a woman that looked...just like me. A Swordfight...he beat me and offered to make me his Queen..."
"Did the two of you have accents?"
"Yeah..."
"Irish?"
"I think so...yeah. Why?"
"Were there names, Sara? Did he call you anything?"
"Yeah...Cathain..."
Gabriel clapped his hands. "RESEARCH PARTY!" All right. After this, I'll get home and start researching Cathain. See if I can find out what her deal was, okay?"
"Thanks, Gabe."
"NEXT!" A second bouncer announced and Gabriel stepped up to the table. Sara looked at the singer and her jaw dropped.
'God, he's gorgeous...' she thought as he signed Gabriel's photograph with a flourish of the Sharpie.
"NEXT!" The bouncer announced again and Sara pulled her badge closer to her belt buckle. She set her picture down on the table.
"Hey..." A deep, voice with a VERY Irish accent hit her ears and he looked up briefly and stared into her emerald green eyes. He took a breath, and acted as if he was going to say something, but then shook his head and bent over to sign the picture. As he handed the picture back to her, he looked up at her once more. "I know you..." He pointed his index finger at her and grinned, leaning upon his elbow on the table.
She shook her head. "Sara Pezzini. NOW you know me..." A brief moment of Deja vu came over her, but she shook it away. She pulled her leather coat to the side to reveal her detective badge. "Detective...Sara Pezzini."
Conchobar sat back in his chair. "And I suppose you want to ask me some questions..."
"I do. What time is this signing over?"
"Four-Thirty. But I'll be here until five."
Sara nodded. "See you at five, then."
Conchobar grinned and the bouncer pulled her along.
"So, Chief...get what you needed?"
"Not yet..." Sara replied, glancing back at the musician. "But I will..."