Friday, Saturday and finally Sunday slowly dragged past. Carter still hadn't heard from Sara and was getting quite annoyed now. He felt that she was punishing him for a crime he hadn't committed. His confusion had reached its peak, as had his frustration at not being able to contact her. He had text her twice but had got no reply. Susan had tried to cheer Carter up over the days but her attempts were not successful. Most of the ER staff noticed his disappointment and Pratt was trying extra hard to make him feel better. Many of the staff had noticed this and were taken aback.
Sara on the other hand was sitting in Ty's apartment on Sunday evening. They had just come back two hours ago to an empty house.
Ty was changing his bandages. He had a cut on his leg, a couple of bruises on his stomach and a bruised arm.
Sara was sitting on the couch, trying to stop the cut under her eye from bleeding. She didn't look too bad. Apart from the old strain from her stomach, the cut under her eye and the cut on her arm she was looking and feeling quite good considering.
Ty however had noticed that Sara had been checking her phone a lot over the days and often caught her day dreaming.
Ty: So how was your date with Carter?
Sara: Yeah it's was ok
Ty: Just ok? How come you didn't stay and help afterwards, he called to ask where you were.
Sara: I wanted to come and see you and J but then I felt too tired.
Ty: As flattering as that sounds we both know that's not the truth. What happened?
Sara: It's Carter. We were dancing and we kissed each other.
Ty: And that's bad because?
Sara: Because it shouldn't have happened.
Ty: Sara, it looks like it was meant to happen. You two have been pussy footing around each other for weeks and now finally you both know you feel the same way about each other. Now you can finally go out on a proper date.
Sara: No, we can't
Ty: Why not? Sara you've got a right to be happy
Sara: I know, but say if I hurt him
Ty: Why would you hurt him?
Sara: Because I would
Ty: No you wouldn't. You love him, and you don't hurt the people you love. Just ask him out
Sara: No
Ty: Why? Give me one reason why you two can't be together?
Sara: Because I don't want him to end up like Lisa did.
Ty: What?
Sara: I do what I do, and it has risks which means that if the worst happens then it's the ones who love you who suffer, just like Lisa did when Omarion died.
Ty: You're not Omarion and you're not going to end up like Omarion
Sara: I nearly did once and there's a chance it could happen. Look at Lisa, she lost the one person who she loved and it nearly destroyed her. If Carter and me get together and something happens to me then he wouldn't be able to handle because he would be in love with me.
Ty: It sounds to me like he's already in love with you… So the way you put it you should forever hold back from people getting close to you so that if the worst happens then they won't get hurt?
Sara: It's not like that
Ty: That's how it sounds to me
Sara: And anyway he'd try and stop me from going to help those people
Ty: Only because he cares.
Sara: He wouldn't be able to handle it
Ty: Have you given him the chance to handle it?
Sara looked at Ty with tears threatening to fall from her eyes.
Sara: This is hard for me too you know?
Ty: I know it is. But you've got to stop asking yourself "what if" and "should I" and just go and do it. That's what Omarion would have wanted. Phone him tonight.
Sara: Look not tonight. I'm tired and I need to look like I haven't just come out of a boxing ring.
Ty: All right, fair enough. But Sara honestly, be happy. Give you and Carter a go.
Sara took a deep breathe and gave Ty a meaningful look before a fresh surge of blood erupted from her cut.
Sara went to bed a few hours later, not that she slept of course. She was lying awake half the night thinking of what to do and say to Carter tomorrow. Her thoughts were whizzing around in her head over their speed limit. Different scenarios, talks and memories sprang to mind, some happy and some sad.
Before she finally fell asleep, Sara finally made up her mind what to do. It would be hard but it had to be done.