Chapter 8
Disclaimer: I don't own FTTD, so don't sue, and I won't have to come for you! :-P
A.N.: Have fun reading. You know the drill. – grovel grovel- ( Oh yeah, I'm sorry Hotkitty, for keeping you waiting sooooo long
Sara awoke with the worst headache she ever had in her life. 'Merlock!' Was the first word she uttered. With a throbbing body and a head that felt like it was going to explode any time soon, she managed to get up off of the floor. She looked around frantically, looking for her beloved friend. "Merlock! WHERE ARE YOU!?" She called out loud. After a thorough search she realised that he was not there anymore. What was even worse; she didn't remember everything that had happened. A vital part of information was missing. She was feeling very awkward. There were pieces missing in her memory it appeared. She wasn't complete. This seemed like the strangest thing to her. 'What in the world has happened? Why can't I recall anything after I was about lo leave this place? Something horrible has occurred.. But why.. how is it that my mind.. is completely blank from that point on out?' She wondered. Something attracted her attention near the door. She turned around to take a look at it. She frowned and approached. "Why on earth would anyone pin a blue rose to a door like that!?' She spoke out loud. She just shrugged and played it off as something insignificant. Sara remembered nothing of her dark dreams.
Sara waited about 15 minutes and looked upstairs and downstairs if she could find any sign of Merlock, or Bindi. She found no one. Completely confused she left the house to return home. She walked home as if she was out of herself, feeling tired and confused. Her head throbbed as well. The surroundings passed by, but she missed it deep in thought. She didn't even notice it was morning...
When she got home, the first thing she saw was dr. Goodman's very pissed off face. "AND JUST WHERE have you been lady? Do you realise it is 8 A.M.??? I was THIS close to calling the police when Bindi stopped by to mention that YOU were probably at Merlock's home. Why I didn't come over there to drag your behind home is still a mystery to me. What the hell is the matter with you (A.N.: he is very pissy)!!" Sara flinched at his yelling. It didn't help resolving her aches very much. Then she realised that her uncle had just said. 'Did you just say.. it is MORNING? That I spent the whole night there!?' Sara stared at the clock. Morning indeed. She was at a loss of words as she ran her hand through her hair. "Uncle Bernard, I don't know what to say, I'm.. terribly sorry I guess. But I can't remember a thing that has happened after I was about to leave. Please believe me, I did intend to be home on time so as not to worry you guys." A door had opened just a moment earlier. "Feh. I bet that Merlock tricked you into staying with him. You know how weird he is. And he did pull a prank like that before, remember?" Said a grumpy Tony. He looked messed up, as if he had stayed up all night. Sara shrugged. "Hello to you too Tony.. And I don't think it's very nice to say something like that about a dear friend." Tony raised his eyebrows. 'Dear friend!? Speak for yourself please! He only cares about you. You don't mean you don't notice how strange he acts around you? Whenever you're in danger, who shows up? Merlock." Sara got angry. "Now listen you. He has helped me, Flint, you and the time shifters on numerous occasions. HE is a time detective, which you are not. You are just jealous." Tony huffed and turned around with a red (and quite angry) face. Dr. Bernard intervened. "Whoa, wait just a minute! I don't recall me changing the subject. The subject here is not Merlock Holmes right now, because I swear I'm going to have a word with him later, it is your peculiar behaviour Sara!" Sara suddenly moaned and reached for her cheek with her right hand, while her other hand reached for her head. "I don't feel too good.." She said. Bernard caught her just in time. Tony whirled around to check on his sister. He too had been worried sick and the sight of his collapsing sister was not a pretty sight. "Sara!..", Bernard exclaimed, 'why ware you bleeding??" He asked in shock. Which wasn't too strange, as where the face of Sara had been fully intact a second or two ago, was now a red stripe showing, and from it dripping a small amount of blood. Tony and Bernard both looked in disbelief.
Sara just touched her cheek in a daze and looked puzzled at her bloody hand. "Where did this come from!?" She asked dumbfounded. Bernard who was supporting his cousin, carried her to the living room and gently placed her on the couch. He ordered Tony to watch over her and try not to wake Flint, as Flint couldn't really stand the sight of blood. Let alone Sara's blood, one of his best friends. Bernard left to get some bandages and something to disinfect (?) the cut. Tony sat down beside Sara. "I'm sorry Sara. I didn't mean to snap at you. It's just.. well I was so worried when you were gone. I mean, you have been sick and all and I still don't fully trust Merlock. I mean, he is a vampire." Suddenly a disturbing thought crossed his mind. He gasped. "By god, he didn't bite you or anything did he?" Tony looked very distressed. Sara just shook her head no. Suddenly she felt like crying. "Tony, what is the matter with me? I can't even tell where or how I got this cut. I feel very miserable, my head hurts, I feel like most of my memory is missing. And I'm just so damn tired!" Sara sobbed. Tony hugged her and attempted to comfort his sister. "There there. It's gonna be all right ya know. We're here, you're here.. We'll figure this thing out later. Please, just try to relax and rest a bit. I promise I won't let anything bad happen to you." Sara managed a weak smile and nodded a bit. Little did Tony know that something bad already had happened.
Bernard returned and tended to poor Sara. "It wasn't just a trick of the mind just now.. was it? That cut had not been on her cheek when she entered. What in the world is going on here?" He wondered to himself. Sara in the meanwhile had a very hard time staying awake during all of the commotion. "Weird, considering I have overslept such a long time.." She thought vaguely. Some loud noises and a couple of bangs could he heard suddenly. Indicating that Flint too was now wide awake.
He bounced downstairs in his usual up-beat manner. Flint had gone to bed early the previous evening and it didn't really worry him Sara wasn't back yet. He knew where she was going. Because young and naïve as he was, he did know for a fact that Merlock had a deep affection for his friend. They had had a serious conversation once, some time ago. Merlock admitted then and there to Flint that he was envious of him being so near to Sara all the time. And how he wished to be her hero. Flint had explained to Merlock that Sara was indeed one of his closest friends, but that he didn't feel the same about her as Melock did. Besides, Flint was/is still a little too young for that sorta thing. Since then they had no problems at all when they were asked to cooperate for a mission. And eventually became friends as well. Merlock no longer saw him as his rival. And, though he would never confront Sara about it, Flint knew she felt something too when Merlock was near. It was sensible, almost touchable, in the very air around them. Flint admitted to himself that he was a little thick-headed sometimes, but even intelligent Sara could be thick-headed. She seemed blind to Merlock's continuous attempts of flirting with her. Sometimes she noticed and blushed, and there were times when she just completely ignored Merlock's passes. Though Merlock would never give up and never let anyone know how that felt for him, Flint knew that it was difficult for Merlock, to say the least. But Sara had no evil intention in her heart. He knew that as well.
Flint just hoped that maybe Sara and Merlock had finally come forward to one another the previous evening and confess that there was definitely something happening between them. With a very happy face he burst in the living room to greet his companions. The happy face turned into a very worried one when he saw Sara lying on the couch with a bandage on her cheek and a very unhealthy pale colour on her usually beautiful face. He ran towards her. "Sara, what is wrong? Has something bad happened to you?" He asked frantically. Sara weakly patted him on the head. "I'm just very tired and a little weak, that's all. Maybe just an after-effect from the flu. I don't really know. And well, about my cheek.. I really can't tell you anything about that, as I just haven't got a single clue." Sara sighed and leaned back on the couch, tired of getting up. Flint looked at Tony. Tony gave him a 'I don't know either' look. "O. But.. you are not ill again are you?" He asked worriedly. Sara smiled as warmly as she could. "I hope not. If I feel fine again, I'll take us all out to get some icecream, how's that?" Flint grinned from ear to ear. "I'm keeping you to that one Sara!" He cheered. And off he went to the kitchen to stuff his face.
Bernard had been staring out of the large living room window, turning the sudden appearance of a nasty cut over and over again in his mind. "Sara.." He suddenly spoke, "Are you sure you have no idea of how that cut got there? I mean, aren't you wearing some rings?" Being the scientist he is, Bernard just had to come up with a logical and reasonable explanation. Sara was very tired and had no intention of starting a what was probably going to be very long conversation. "Look uncle, I just don't know anymore okay? I am so sorry but I am just tired. Please, just let me rest. Yes, I am wearing rings and yes, it is possible I cut myself. I don't see why or how, but it could have been an accident." Tony and Bernard looked at each other. Bernard sighed and combed his hair. He turned to the pale Sara. "Okay then. You go and get some rest. But I will come up in about 2 hours to wake you, so you can have a decent meal. It IS morning you know." Sara nodded and got up off the couch. "Thank you." With that she went upstairs and let herself fall down on her bed, not bothering to get undressed. Within a matter of seconds she was fast asleep.
Bernard and Tony both opened their mouths at the same time to ask one another the same thing; if the other saw it too. But the doorbell rang. Bernard was muttering under his breath, something nasty about people visiting so early in the morning and that it had better not be Jillian, because, well, he too looked quite crappy. Tony sank on the couch, totally beat himself. Staying up all night worrying about someone can do that. He raised his eyebrows when he heard a very surprised uncle Bernie in the hallway over at the door. He got up to see for himself who it was. His uncle didn't look too pleased with this company. Tony walked further. His jaw dropped to the floor as he stood in the doorway. "Where the hell do you get the nerve to show up smiling like that, Merlock!?"
"Hello Tony, please tell me, where is my beautiful Sara?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Author's note: A long chapter to try and make up for the time it took me to get my ass to working on this story again.. ( I have a very 'talented' ahem but also very slow ass, hahahahaha ^_^' ) Well, I guess I'd have to write a whole book to make up, but ehm.. I don't think I can manage that. Oh yeah, I put in a cliffie! Anyway, please let me know what you think, R&R and till next time! C-ya, A
Disclaimer: I don't own FTTD, so don't sue, and I won't have to come for you! :-P
A.N.: Have fun reading. You know the drill. – grovel grovel- ( Oh yeah, I'm sorry Hotkitty, for keeping you waiting sooooo long
Sara awoke with the worst headache she ever had in her life. 'Merlock!' Was the first word she uttered. With a throbbing body and a head that felt like it was going to explode any time soon, she managed to get up off of the floor. She looked around frantically, looking for her beloved friend. "Merlock! WHERE ARE YOU!?" She called out loud. After a thorough search she realised that he was not there anymore. What was even worse; she didn't remember everything that had happened. A vital part of information was missing. She was feeling very awkward. There were pieces missing in her memory it appeared. She wasn't complete. This seemed like the strangest thing to her. 'What in the world has happened? Why can't I recall anything after I was about lo leave this place? Something horrible has occurred.. But why.. how is it that my mind.. is completely blank from that point on out?' She wondered. Something attracted her attention near the door. She turned around to take a look at it. She frowned and approached. "Why on earth would anyone pin a blue rose to a door like that!?' She spoke out loud. She just shrugged and played it off as something insignificant. Sara remembered nothing of her dark dreams.
Sara waited about 15 minutes and looked upstairs and downstairs if she could find any sign of Merlock, or Bindi. She found no one. Completely confused she left the house to return home. She walked home as if she was out of herself, feeling tired and confused. Her head throbbed as well. The surroundings passed by, but she missed it deep in thought. She didn't even notice it was morning...
When she got home, the first thing she saw was dr. Goodman's very pissed off face. "AND JUST WHERE have you been lady? Do you realise it is 8 A.M.??? I was THIS close to calling the police when Bindi stopped by to mention that YOU were probably at Merlock's home. Why I didn't come over there to drag your behind home is still a mystery to me. What the hell is the matter with you (A.N.: he is very pissy)!!" Sara flinched at his yelling. It didn't help resolving her aches very much. Then she realised that her uncle had just said. 'Did you just say.. it is MORNING? That I spent the whole night there!?' Sara stared at the clock. Morning indeed. She was at a loss of words as she ran her hand through her hair. "Uncle Bernard, I don't know what to say, I'm.. terribly sorry I guess. But I can't remember a thing that has happened after I was about to leave. Please believe me, I did intend to be home on time so as not to worry you guys." A door had opened just a moment earlier. "Feh. I bet that Merlock tricked you into staying with him. You know how weird he is. And he did pull a prank like that before, remember?" Said a grumpy Tony. He looked messed up, as if he had stayed up all night. Sara shrugged. "Hello to you too Tony.. And I don't think it's very nice to say something like that about a dear friend." Tony raised his eyebrows. 'Dear friend!? Speak for yourself please! He only cares about you. You don't mean you don't notice how strange he acts around you? Whenever you're in danger, who shows up? Merlock." Sara got angry. "Now listen you. He has helped me, Flint, you and the time shifters on numerous occasions. HE is a time detective, which you are not. You are just jealous." Tony huffed and turned around with a red (and quite angry) face. Dr. Bernard intervened. "Whoa, wait just a minute! I don't recall me changing the subject. The subject here is not Merlock Holmes right now, because I swear I'm going to have a word with him later, it is your peculiar behaviour Sara!" Sara suddenly moaned and reached for her cheek with her right hand, while her other hand reached for her head. "I don't feel too good.." She said. Bernard caught her just in time. Tony whirled around to check on his sister. He too had been worried sick and the sight of his collapsing sister was not a pretty sight. "Sara!..", Bernard exclaimed, 'why ware you bleeding??" He asked in shock. Which wasn't too strange, as where the face of Sara had been fully intact a second or two ago, was now a red stripe showing, and from it dripping a small amount of blood. Tony and Bernard both looked in disbelief.
Sara just touched her cheek in a daze and looked puzzled at her bloody hand. "Where did this come from!?" She asked dumbfounded. Bernard who was supporting his cousin, carried her to the living room and gently placed her on the couch. He ordered Tony to watch over her and try not to wake Flint, as Flint couldn't really stand the sight of blood. Let alone Sara's blood, one of his best friends. Bernard left to get some bandages and something to disinfect (?) the cut. Tony sat down beside Sara. "I'm sorry Sara. I didn't mean to snap at you. It's just.. well I was so worried when you were gone. I mean, you have been sick and all and I still don't fully trust Merlock. I mean, he is a vampire." Suddenly a disturbing thought crossed his mind. He gasped. "By god, he didn't bite you or anything did he?" Tony looked very distressed. Sara just shook her head no. Suddenly she felt like crying. "Tony, what is the matter with me? I can't even tell where or how I got this cut. I feel very miserable, my head hurts, I feel like most of my memory is missing. And I'm just so damn tired!" Sara sobbed. Tony hugged her and attempted to comfort his sister. "There there. It's gonna be all right ya know. We're here, you're here.. We'll figure this thing out later. Please, just try to relax and rest a bit. I promise I won't let anything bad happen to you." Sara managed a weak smile and nodded a bit. Little did Tony know that something bad already had happened.
Bernard returned and tended to poor Sara. "It wasn't just a trick of the mind just now.. was it? That cut had not been on her cheek when she entered. What in the world is going on here?" He wondered to himself. Sara in the meanwhile had a very hard time staying awake during all of the commotion. "Weird, considering I have overslept such a long time.." She thought vaguely. Some loud noises and a couple of bangs could he heard suddenly. Indicating that Flint too was now wide awake.
He bounced downstairs in his usual up-beat manner. Flint had gone to bed early the previous evening and it didn't really worry him Sara wasn't back yet. He knew where she was going. Because young and naïve as he was, he did know for a fact that Merlock had a deep affection for his friend. They had had a serious conversation once, some time ago. Merlock admitted then and there to Flint that he was envious of him being so near to Sara all the time. And how he wished to be her hero. Flint had explained to Merlock that Sara was indeed one of his closest friends, but that he didn't feel the same about her as Melock did. Besides, Flint was/is still a little too young for that sorta thing. Since then they had no problems at all when they were asked to cooperate for a mission. And eventually became friends as well. Merlock no longer saw him as his rival. And, though he would never confront Sara about it, Flint knew she felt something too when Merlock was near. It was sensible, almost touchable, in the very air around them. Flint admitted to himself that he was a little thick-headed sometimes, but even intelligent Sara could be thick-headed. She seemed blind to Merlock's continuous attempts of flirting with her. Sometimes she noticed and blushed, and there were times when she just completely ignored Merlock's passes. Though Merlock would never give up and never let anyone know how that felt for him, Flint knew that it was difficult for Merlock, to say the least. But Sara had no evil intention in her heart. He knew that as well.
Flint just hoped that maybe Sara and Merlock had finally come forward to one another the previous evening and confess that there was definitely something happening between them. With a very happy face he burst in the living room to greet his companions. The happy face turned into a very worried one when he saw Sara lying on the couch with a bandage on her cheek and a very unhealthy pale colour on her usually beautiful face. He ran towards her. "Sara, what is wrong? Has something bad happened to you?" He asked frantically. Sara weakly patted him on the head. "I'm just very tired and a little weak, that's all. Maybe just an after-effect from the flu. I don't really know. And well, about my cheek.. I really can't tell you anything about that, as I just haven't got a single clue." Sara sighed and leaned back on the couch, tired of getting up. Flint looked at Tony. Tony gave him a 'I don't know either' look. "O. But.. you are not ill again are you?" He asked worriedly. Sara smiled as warmly as she could. "I hope not. If I feel fine again, I'll take us all out to get some icecream, how's that?" Flint grinned from ear to ear. "I'm keeping you to that one Sara!" He cheered. And off he went to the kitchen to stuff his face.
Bernard had been staring out of the large living room window, turning the sudden appearance of a nasty cut over and over again in his mind. "Sara.." He suddenly spoke, "Are you sure you have no idea of how that cut got there? I mean, aren't you wearing some rings?" Being the scientist he is, Bernard just had to come up with a logical and reasonable explanation. Sara was very tired and had no intention of starting a what was probably going to be very long conversation. "Look uncle, I just don't know anymore okay? I am so sorry but I am just tired. Please, just let me rest. Yes, I am wearing rings and yes, it is possible I cut myself. I don't see why or how, but it could have been an accident." Tony and Bernard looked at each other. Bernard sighed and combed his hair. He turned to the pale Sara. "Okay then. You go and get some rest. But I will come up in about 2 hours to wake you, so you can have a decent meal. It IS morning you know." Sara nodded and got up off the couch. "Thank you." With that she went upstairs and let herself fall down on her bed, not bothering to get undressed. Within a matter of seconds she was fast asleep.
Bernard and Tony both opened their mouths at the same time to ask one another the same thing; if the other saw it too. But the doorbell rang. Bernard was muttering under his breath, something nasty about people visiting so early in the morning and that it had better not be Jillian, because, well, he too looked quite crappy. Tony sank on the couch, totally beat himself. Staying up all night worrying about someone can do that. He raised his eyebrows when he heard a very surprised uncle Bernie in the hallway over at the door. He got up to see for himself who it was. His uncle didn't look too pleased with this company. Tony walked further. His jaw dropped to the floor as he stood in the doorway. "Where the hell do you get the nerve to show up smiling like that, Merlock!?"
"Hello Tony, please tell me, where is my beautiful Sara?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Author's note: A long chapter to try and make up for the time it took me to get my ass to working on this story again.. ( I have a very 'talented' ahem but also very slow ass, hahahahaha ^_^' ) Well, I guess I'd have to write a whole book to make up, but ehm.. I don't think I can manage that. Oh yeah, I put in a cliffie! Anyway, please let me know what you think, R&R and till next time! C-ya, A
