A/N: Just to let you all know...I HATE SNOW!!!! Yeah, sure snow can pretty when it's falling but once it lands it turns into the biggest pain in the rear!(We just got 8 inches on the 2nd!) Ok, now that the venting is done *deep breath* I can happily announce that I have no idea where this story is headed. If you have any suggestions/requests please e-mail them to me, don't put them in the reviews. I'll see if my muses deem them worthy to be used in their story. Honesty, this is no longer mine but instead it belongs to my muses. The ringleader of the lot I have named Mora. ^_^
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Gabriel woke to find that he was still on Sara's couch and that Sara was still laying on his chest.
'She must have turned the tv off.' he thought as he looked around at the dark livingroom.
Shifting to get circulation back into his right leg Gabriel froze when he saw one of the many shadows on the wall across from him move slighty. Moving a bit more he was able to look out the window where the owner of the shadow stood. He stiffened with recognition and felt Sara snuggle closer as she draped an arm around his waist.
Gabriel brought his hand up slowly and gave a small wave to the figure on the fire escape and relaxed when he saw Ian nod before disappearing from view.
'How long was he there?' Gabriel wondered as Sara moved again.
He looked down at the sleeping form and smiled, "You have the weirdest life." he said quietly and slid down into her arms a bit more, "But I can live with that."
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"Let's just get the books I need and get out." Gabriel laughed as he led Sara through the shopping center.
"Sounds like a plan." Sara forced out a smile. She had always disliked places like malls and shopping centers due to the fact that it was so damn easy to cause trouble in such a crowded, large place.
Sara looked up when she thought someone had called out Gabriel's name but he didn't seem to have heard anything so she followed him into the book store without saying anything.
Gabriel headed to the counter to talk to one of the employees while Sara opted to browse a bit.
It had been a while since she had time to do things at her own pace and she was just begining to enjoy herself when a loud female voice rose above the din of the mass out and about. Curious, Sara turned towards the front of the store and saw Gabriel in a vise-like hug from a short Italian woman.
Unable to ressist Sara walked over and stood a few feet away.
"Why didn't you tell me you would be in this part of town?" Gabriel was asking with a smile.
"I was going to just drop by if we had enough time." the woman looked pleased beyond belief.
"Who's we, mamma?" Gabriel asked and Sara smiled.
So this was Gabriel's mother...the woman responsible for the amazing man Sara found herself missing after five minutes seperation from him.
"You know, Susan, Michael, Joey, and Owen." the small woman shrugged.
"They're all here?" Gabriel asked in shock.
"What, did you think I'd come to this part of town by myself." his mother laughed, "Are you out by yourself, Gabriel?"
"Uh..no, mamma. I'm not." Gabriel said as he looked up to see Sara watching them. Holding out his hand to the Wielder he said, "Mamma, This is Sara. Sara, meet my mother, Elizabeth."
Sara took Gabriel's outstretched hand and felt her stomack tie it's self into the largest knot imaginable, "Hello, Elizabeth." she managed a nervous smile as the woman looked her over.
"Hello, Sara." Elizabeth said after a moment, "I'm pleased to be meeting a friend of my son's."
"Why don't we all go back to my place for some tea or coffee." Gabriel suggested as Sara saw two guys aproaching, one young, 18 at the most and the other in his early 20's. She knew they had to be Gabriel's brothers just because of the similliarities in build and even the way they walked.
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Back at Gabriel's the group of seven sat down to have coffee and talk abit. Sara had been correct to assume that the two guys from the shopping center were gabriel's family. The younger of the two was Owen, who happened to be the youngest of the 6 Bowman kids. Yeah, that's right, 6!
The other one was Michael who preffered to be called Mike. Then there was the only girl out of the 6 children, Susan who was a year older than Gabriel and then Joey who had just turned 30. They were all pleasent and nice but that was it when it came to Sara, they were "nice".
All 6 of the Bowman's in at the table looked alike. Same dark hair, large eyes, and thin build though Mike seemed to be a bit broader in the sholders than the others.
"So Sara, is there a last name to go with your first?" Susan asked as she sipped from her mug.
"Pezzini." Sara replied with a look in Gabriel's direction. He smiled and quickly looked down at his own mug of coffee.
"Are you Italian?" Elizabeth asked, setting her cup down with a loud thud.
"Half." Sara smiled, "My Father was Italian, my mother was Irish."
"Wow," Joey laughed as he turned to Gabriel, "I'd hate to see her mad."
Gabriel grinned and opened his mouth to reply but quickly shut it when he saw Sara glaring at him.
"What do you do for a living, my dear?" Elizabeth asked, ignoring her sons.
"I'm a Homicide Detective for the NYPD." everyone went silent and Gabriel bussily looked anywhere except at Sara for fear he'd burst out laughing.
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"You should have seen your face when they all looked at you!" Gabriel laughed after his family had left, "I thought you were going to crawl under the table."
"The thought crossed my mind." Sara smiled weakly, "At least they seemed to like me after that."
"They did." Gabriel said honestly, all humor gone, "They didn't stop talking about you once you told them you worked for the NYPD. Even when you were in the bathroom Mamma was telling me you were a keeper."
"Good to know." she wrapped her arms around his waist and after a few moments of silence said, "Today was a good day. I haven't seen anything out of the ordinary and I got to meet your family."
"I'm glad it was a good day." Gabriel ran his fingers though her hair before gently tipping her chin up so he could kiss her.
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Sara woke in a cold sweat. What had happened? What had caused her to wake?
Shaking all thoughts from her head Sara made her way to her dark kitchen. The clock read 4 am but it made no difference. She was awake now and sleep wouldn't come easily even if she had wanted it to.
'At least I don't have to work today.' Sara thought as she plopped down on her couch and began flipping through the channels.
A wisper caught Sara's attention and she reached for the hand gun she kept in her desk. Listening with her whole being she prayed that it wouldn't come again.
'Sara.' it was clearer that time and Sara jumped to her feet and spun, looking for the source of the voice.
"Who's there?" she asked quietly, gun held ready.
'Sara, Sara, Sara....Saaaaaaarrrrrrraaaaaa.'
"Stop it!" She yelled, "Go away!"
Grabbing the phone she dialed the first number she could think of.
"Hello, Talismaniac."
"Gabriel?" her voice sounded slightly more panicy than she had planned on and her hands were begining to shake.
"Hey, Sara. You ok?"
"No. Can you come over?" her eyes were still searching for the intruder she knew wasn't really there.
"Yeah, sure. I'll see you in a few."
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Sara answered the door with her gun still clutched tightly in one hand.
"Woa, there Cheif." Gabriel closed and locked the door, "What's got you so jumpy?"
"I've been hearing things." Sara set her gun down, "First I start seeing things and now I'm hearing them....Did I wake you?"
"No, I couldn't sleep. I've been up since two this morning." he smiled, trying to diffuse some of her tension.
Sara sighed, "I feel like I'm losing my mind."
"Joan of Arc heard voices too, ya know." Gabriel sat on the couch and motioned for Sara to sit next to him, "She was thought to have been slightly insane by many who followed her but she did what she knew she had to do."
"And was then burned alive." Sara sat next to the young businessman, "I know the story. I've even seen much of it." she held up her wrist so he could see the Blade.
"What I'm saying is that you see and hear things that the Blade thinks you need to see and hear."
"What do you mean, 'the Blade thinks'?"
"That's just some thing I'm assuming." Gabriel said quickly as he took one of her hands between both of his. She was cold, "You see what it wants you to see. Nothing more."
"So, I've learned." she growled.
"Do you want me to stay?" Gabriel asked quietly as he took her gun from her "Maybe you could get some sleep."
"No." Sara laid her head against his sholder, "I'm wide awake now, but you can stay if you want to. We could make an early breakfast and then take a nap together after sunrise." she laughed quietly then added, "I've gone only three nights without having you near since we met up at the club."
"Is that so bad?." he smiled into her hair as she shook her head 'no' and he ran a hand across her flat somack, "Breakfast sounds wonderfull....but only if I get to cook." he ducked when the hand he knew was coming aimed for his sholder.
"I'm not that bad of a cook!" Sara laughed, missing his arm completely.
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A/N: And I'm tired. So, yeah.....I've forgotten what I wanted to put at the end of this but anyways, please review.
Also, I'm not quite sure what the nationality of Sara's parents are so just nod and play along. Thank you all for the great reviews.
Scooter- I'm looking forward to seeing a 'doped' up Gabriel in one of your stories. Inform your muse that I feel privileged to have been the one to "kick" her/him(?).^_^
Oh! One more thing, please e-mail me your ideas/suggestions! Thank you.
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Gabriel woke to find that he was still on Sara's couch and that Sara was still laying on his chest.
'She must have turned the tv off.' he thought as he looked around at the dark livingroom.
Shifting to get circulation back into his right leg Gabriel froze when he saw one of the many shadows on the wall across from him move slighty. Moving a bit more he was able to look out the window where the owner of the shadow stood. He stiffened with recognition and felt Sara snuggle closer as she draped an arm around his waist.
Gabriel brought his hand up slowly and gave a small wave to the figure on the fire escape and relaxed when he saw Ian nod before disappearing from view.
'How long was he there?' Gabriel wondered as Sara moved again.
He looked down at the sleeping form and smiled, "You have the weirdest life." he said quietly and slid down into her arms a bit more, "But I can live with that."
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"Let's just get the books I need and get out." Gabriel laughed as he led Sara through the shopping center.
"Sounds like a plan." Sara forced out a smile. She had always disliked places like malls and shopping centers due to the fact that it was so damn easy to cause trouble in such a crowded, large place.
Sara looked up when she thought someone had called out Gabriel's name but he didn't seem to have heard anything so she followed him into the book store without saying anything.
Gabriel headed to the counter to talk to one of the employees while Sara opted to browse a bit.
It had been a while since she had time to do things at her own pace and she was just begining to enjoy herself when a loud female voice rose above the din of the mass out and about. Curious, Sara turned towards the front of the store and saw Gabriel in a vise-like hug from a short Italian woman.
Unable to ressist Sara walked over and stood a few feet away.
"Why didn't you tell me you would be in this part of town?" Gabriel was asking with a smile.
"I was going to just drop by if we had enough time." the woman looked pleased beyond belief.
"Who's we, mamma?" Gabriel asked and Sara smiled.
So this was Gabriel's mother...the woman responsible for the amazing man Sara found herself missing after five minutes seperation from him.
"You know, Susan, Michael, Joey, and Owen." the small woman shrugged.
"They're all here?" Gabriel asked in shock.
"What, did you think I'd come to this part of town by myself." his mother laughed, "Are you out by yourself, Gabriel?"
"Uh..no, mamma. I'm not." Gabriel said as he looked up to see Sara watching them. Holding out his hand to the Wielder he said, "Mamma, This is Sara. Sara, meet my mother, Elizabeth."
Sara took Gabriel's outstretched hand and felt her stomack tie it's self into the largest knot imaginable, "Hello, Elizabeth." she managed a nervous smile as the woman looked her over.
"Hello, Sara." Elizabeth said after a moment, "I'm pleased to be meeting a friend of my son's."
"Why don't we all go back to my place for some tea or coffee." Gabriel suggested as Sara saw two guys aproaching, one young, 18 at the most and the other in his early 20's. She knew they had to be Gabriel's brothers just because of the similliarities in build and even the way they walked.
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Back at Gabriel's the group of seven sat down to have coffee and talk abit. Sara had been correct to assume that the two guys from the shopping center were gabriel's family. The younger of the two was Owen, who happened to be the youngest of the 6 Bowman kids. Yeah, that's right, 6!
The other one was Michael who preffered to be called Mike. Then there was the only girl out of the 6 children, Susan who was a year older than Gabriel and then Joey who had just turned 30. They were all pleasent and nice but that was it when it came to Sara, they were "nice".
All 6 of the Bowman's in at the table looked alike. Same dark hair, large eyes, and thin build though Mike seemed to be a bit broader in the sholders than the others.
"So Sara, is there a last name to go with your first?" Susan asked as she sipped from her mug.
"Pezzini." Sara replied with a look in Gabriel's direction. He smiled and quickly looked down at his own mug of coffee.
"Are you Italian?" Elizabeth asked, setting her cup down with a loud thud.
"Half." Sara smiled, "My Father was Italian, my mother was Irish."
"Wow," Joey laughed as he turned to Gabriel, "I'd hate to see her mad."
Gabriel grinned and opened his mouth to reply but quickly shut it when he saw Sara glaring at him.
"What do you do for a living, my dear?" Elizabeth asked, ignoring her sons.
"I'm a Homicide Detective for the NYPD." everyone went silent and Gabriel bussily looked anywhere except at Sara for fear he'd burst out laughing.
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"You should have seen your face when they all looked at you!" Gabriel laughed after his family had left, "I thought you were going to crawl under the table."
"The thought crossed my mind." Sara smiled weakly, "At least they seemed to like me after that."
"They did." Gabriel said honestly, all humor gone, "They didn't stop talking about you once you told them you worked for the NYPD. Even when you were in the bathroom Mamma was telling me you were a keeper."
"Good to know." she wrapped her arms around his waist and after a few moments of silence said, "Today was a good day. I haven't seen anything out of the ordinary and I got to meet your family."
"I'm glad it was a good day." Gabriel ran his fingers though her hair before gently tipping her chin up so he could kiss her.
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Sara woke in a cold sweat. What had happened? What had caused her to wake?
Shaking all thoughts from her head Sara made her way to her dark kitchen. The clock read 4 am but it made no difference. She was awake now and sleep wouldn't come easily even if she had wanted it to.
'At least I don't have to work today.' Sara thought as she plopped down on her couch and began flipping through the channels.
A wisper caught Sara's attention and she reached for the hand gun she kept in her desk. Listening with her whole being she prayed that it wouldn't come again.
'Sara.' it was clearer that time and Sara jumped to her feet and spun, looking for the source of the voice.
"Who's there?" she asked quietly, gun held ready.
'Sara, Sara, Sara....Saaaaaaarrrrrrraaaaaa.'
"Stop it!" She yelled, "Go away!"
Grabbing the phone she dialed the first number she could think of.
"Hello, Talismaniac."
"Gabriel?" her voice sounded slightly more panicy than she had planned on and her hands were begining to shake.
"Hey, Sara. You ok?"
"No. Can you come over?" her eyes were still searching for the intruder she knew wasn't really there.
"Yeah, sure. I'll see you in a few."
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Sara answered the door with her gun still clutched tightly in one hand.
"Woa, there Cheif." Gabriel closed and locked the door, "What's got you so jumpy?"
"I've been hearing things." Sara set her gun down, "First I start seeing things and now I'm hearing them....Did I wake you?"
"No, I couldn't sleep. I've been up since two this morning." he smiled, trying to diffuse some of her tension.
Sara sighed, "I feel like I'm losing my mind."
"Joan of Arc heard voices too, ya know." Gabriel sat on the couch and motioned for Sara to sit next to him, "She was thought to have been slightly insane by many who followed her but she did what she knew she had to do."
"And was then burned alive." Sara sat next to the young businessman, "I know the story. I've even seen much of it." she held up her wrist so he could see the Blade.
"What I'm saying is that you see and hear things that the Blade thinks you need to see and hear."
"What do you mean, 'the Blade thinks'?"
"That's just some thing I'm assuming." Gabriel said quickly as he took one of her hands between both of his. She was cold, "You see what it wants you to see. Nothing more."
"So, I've learned." she growled.
"Do you want me to stay?" Gabriel asked quietly as he took her gun from her "Maybe you could get some sleep."
"No." Sara laid her head against his sholder, "I'm wide awake now, but you can stay if you want to. We could make an early breakfast and then take a nap together after sunrise." she laughed quietly then added, "I've gone only three nights without having you near since we met up at the club."
"Is that so bad?." he smiled into her hair as she shook her head 'no' and he ran a hand across her flat somack, "Breakfast sounds wonderfull....but only if I get to cook." he ducked when the hand he knew was coming aimed for his sholder.
"I'm not that bad of a cook!" Sara laughed, missing his arm completely.
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A/N: And I'm tired. So, yeah.....I've forgotten what I wanted to put at the end of this but anyways, please review.
Also, I'm not quite sure what the nationality of Sara's parents are so just nod and play along. Thank you all for the great reviews.
Scooter- I'm looking forward to seeing a 'doped' up Gabriel in one of your stories. Inform your muse that I feel privileged to have been the one to "kick" her/him(?).^_^
Oh! One more thing, please e-mail me your ideas/suggestions! Thank you.
