Disclaimer- Tim Kring is a god. I own nothing, he owns all. And he won't share. Author's Note- I hope you people are using the little button. There may be a pop quiz later.

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Sarah sat at the bar with Garret and Max waiting for Harrison to arrive. She drained a double scotch and held the glass up to Max.

"Another one?" He said. "You never have more than one."

"Well tonight I guess I need a little liquid courage." Sarah smiled nervously. "His plane was on time so he should be here soon."

Garret took her hand. "You don't have to be here, let Max tell him you went home. You can talk to him on your cell."

"No, Garret, I have to see him face to face. Right now he still scares me. If I want to be free of him, I have to face him. He is still a monster to me; I have to change that, stand up to him in a safe place. That's the only way I'm going to get him out of my head."

Sarah scanned the room once more. Woody and Jordan were at the other end of the bar; Bug, Nigel and Lily sat at a booth and a few of Woody's fellow cops were scattered here and there around the room. Her head knew Harrison couldn't get her here but her body was not convinced. The butterflies were tap dancing in cleats around her digestive system and her heart beat as if keeping time for an insane Metal band on speed. When Garret touched her arm again she jumped as if an electric shock had hit her.

"Sorry, I guess I'm a little freaked by all this." Sarah smiled at him. At that moment a voice she'd come to fear and hate came from behind them.

"Well, already found a toy, Sarah? How nice for you, but I forgive you. Now if you will excuse us sir, my wife and I are going to have a talk. Sarah?" Harrison's tone was as usual commanding and condescending.

"Harrison, this is Doctor Garret Macy, chief ME and my boss." Sarah said calmly. "Apologize to him for your blatant lack of manners, then we can talk."

"Dr. Macy? Well at least you're not picking up men in bars, Sarah. I really must insist however that we continue this meeting in private. Come along." He grasped her arm and pulled her up.

"Let me go Harrison, or I swear you'll regret it." Sarah pulled her arm away and faced him. "You don't get to bully me anymore. Those days are over, Harrison."

"Really Sarah, You are being very silly about all this. I apologize for my wife Dr. Macy; she is sometimes overly dramatic." Harrison turned on the charm. " Sarah, a simple argument is not bullying, nor is it an excuse to leave our home and your job and move hundreds of miles away. Now lets go discuss this privately, there's no need for a public scene."

"You can forget the politician act, Harrison, no one up here votes in Tennesee. A booth is a private as you are going to get, deal with it. Or we can end this right now, your choice." Sarah suddenly saw the weak man behind the terrifying monster she'd lived with for years. Fifteen years of fear and dominance faded away as Harrison stood exposed in her mind as the tinplated dictator he truly was. "You know, Harrison on second thought don't bother sitting down. You have nothing to say I need or want to hear. If you hurry you can catch the last plane to Memphis tonight. I'll expect the papers as soon as possible. Goodbye."

"Sarah, I said we are going to talk. Now come with me." Harrison grabbed her arm with bruising force.

Garret and Woody both stood and started moving for him, but Sarah suddenly drew back and punched him in the nose. "That is for the last fifteen years, you sorry excuse for a human being. Now get out of my sight, before I really get pissed." Harrison stood holding his nose and trying to understand where his compliant wife had gone.

Sarah walked quickly toward the bathroom at the back of the bar. The door had barely closed behind her when Jordan and Lily pushed it open.

"Damn, we should get you signed up for a bout with Tyson. You are definitely a contender, girl." Lily crowed.

"Thanks, Lily. Um, Jordan could you take a look at this hand. I think I broke it." Sarah said with tears of pain in her eyes.

"We should get to the ER, I'll get my coat." Jordan answered. "Oh and don't worry about the worm, last I saw Dad was holding the door for Garret to throw him out of it."

"Well guess that kind of screws up the alimony request I was going to make, huh?" Sarah laughed. "God this hurts, who knew pain could feel this good."

The three women laughed as they left the bathroom.

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A/N- This one may have sounded a little corny, but Sarah jumped up in my head and insisted she wanted to rescue herself, thank you very much. This chapter is a little short but I promise the next one will be longer. Please give me some feedback. I don't care if you tell me you hate it just R&R.