Disclaimer- Okay I lied I really do own them. NOT.

A/N- This is probably the last chapter, unless Sarah decides there is more to tell. I am however working on a sequel about Wren and Nigel. jtbwriter- you are the best midwife ever and without you I'd never have found Wren's voice. If you'd been in on this from the beginning it probably would have been better, thank you for everything and I can't wait to work with you again.

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Garret tried to call Sarah's cell as he headed back to the car; when her voice mail picked up, he tried her apartment.

"Matthews residence." Wren answered.

"Wren is Sarah there?" He asked desperately.

"I thought she was with you." Wren said. "What's going on Garret?"

"Sarah left me a note, she's flying back to Memphis." Garret said, worry and anger making his voice a low growl.

"Why? I don't understand." Wren sounded frantic.

"She believes she'll never get over what Harrison did to her and that I'll end up resenting her." Garret's frustration was obvious. "I won't let her go without a fight, Wren, I can't."

"Go after her and make her see how wrong she is Garret. Just remember, Sarah's stubborn. You will just have to keep telling her she's wrong until she listens." Wren sighed. "Good luck, Garret."

Garret called Nigel and asked him to find out what flight Sarah was on; with luck maybe he could catch her at Logan. Nigel called back as Garret was turning on to the Logan exit.

"Garret, Sarah purchased a one-way ticket on USAir flight 352. It's routed through Atlanta with a two-hour layover. The plane left ten minutes ago. But I booked you on Southeastern 63 leaving at 11:30. It's non stop so you'll beat her to Memphis by an hour and a half."

"Thanks Nigel. I'll call when I get there. Let Jordan know what's up. Tell her she's lead on the Beacon Hill case and call Wren. Let her know that I'm going after Sarah." Garret had known he could count on Nigel to come through for him.

"Just bring her home, mate." Nigel hung up.

MEMPHIS

Sarah walked slowly through the terminal, head down. She didn't want the entire world to see her swollen eyes and tear-stained face. The altitude change had caused her healing bones to ache, but it was nothing compared to the pain in her chest.

Leaving Garret and Boston had been the hardest thing she'd ever done. She had tried to explain in her note that this was the only solution. Sarah just hoped that Garret wasn't hurt too badly by this. She felt enough pain for both of them. But it was better to leave now than wait for her weakness and fear to kill the love he felt for her.

She hadn't even packed a bag, just called a cab and hopped the first flight out of Logan. The layover in Atlanta had been unpleasant, but she hadn't wanted to take a chance on Garret showing up at the airport to stop her. She decided to send an email to Wren and ask her to pack up the few personal items in her apartment that Harrison hadn't trashed and ship them to her.

Sarah wasn't sure if she would get a hotel room or take the time to open up the house her aunt had left her. She'd call her old boss first thing Monday; Sterling would jump at the chance to have her back.

Concentrating on the details involved in closing the Boston chapter of her life enabled her to almost make it through the concourse without crying, until a couple in front of her stopped and kissed. She groped for the closest seat and sank into it, head down, tears falling on to the legs of her jeans.

"So are you going to give me the insider's tour of Memphis?" A voice said.

Sarah raised her head and started to smile, then her face fell. "Garret, go home. Don't make this any harder on either one of us."

"I'm not letting 'us' go without a fight, Sarah, even if I have to fight you. I love you and I'm not going to stand by and let you walk out of my life."

"Garret, I know you love the woman I once was, but she doesn't exist anymore. Harrison finally killed her. I'm not going to ask you to wait around through some futile attempt to resurrect her." She knew that somehow she had to make him leave.

"But I'm staying anyway. If it takes the rest of our lives to convince you that you can get past this, I'll be right here. I can be just as stubborn and hardheaded as you, Sarah."

"Garret, you're the chief ME, sooner or later you have to go back." Deep inside she was begging him to stay.

"Not if I resign and move here." Garret said vehemently.

"I won't let you ruin your life and your career. Go home Garret, please." Sarah pleaded.

"If you can look me in the eyes and tell me that you don't love me and don't want me with you, I'll take the next flight." Sarah tried to say the words that would set him free, but she couldn't, to see the hurt in his eyes would shatter what was left of her heart.

"You can't, can you?" Garret knelt down in front of her and took her face in his hands, wiping away her tears. "You can't say it because we both know it would be a lie." He pulled a box out of his pocket. "I've had this since two days before Harrison attacked you. I almost lost you that night because of something neither one of us had any power to stop. You have the power to stop this, Sarah. Please don't let me lose you now." Garret opened the box. "I want you to marry me."

Sarah opened her mouth to speak, but Garret put a finger to her lips. "Don't answer now. But someday you'll be ready and that ring is my promise to be right beside you all the way."

Sarah looked at the ring, tears falling again. She wanted so badly to reach out and grab the promise of that happy day, but she was certain it would never come. "Oh Garret, why couldn't you let me go."

"Because no matter where you go, Memphis, Boston, heaven or hell, I love you and I'll only let you go if and when it is what you want. Not some misguided attempt to protect me." Garret kissed her. "I intend for us to spend the rest of our lives together and I think that's what you want too."

Sarah smiled shakily and stood, putting the ring in her pocket. She didn't believe in that happily ever after yet, but she was willing to hold on to Garret's faith until she found her own.

"Do you still want that tour or shall we wait for the next flight."

"Well, the next flight isn't until tomorrow, so how about you show me Beale Street first." Garret smiled. He was certain that one day Sarah would feel whole enough to accept the ring and the proposal, he just had to be patient and as long as she was with him, he could be.

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A/N- Well folks, that's it although there will be a sequel. I hope you've enjoyed this one as much as i've enjoyed writing it. Thank you to all who have reviewed and a huge thanks to jtbwriter, who has kept me on track and inspired me, also for helping me find Wren's voice. Jules you are da bomb.