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AN: One more chapter after this one. Enjoy reading!

Summary: Sara and Laura are talking in the restaurant's restroom... Laura has a certain suspicion...

chapter 7

Sara stared into the mirror, smiling at herself. The evening had been much better than she thought it could be. She was about to leave the restroom when her mother entered.

"Hey, everything okay?" Laura asked concerned.

"Sure." She looked back into the mirror and brushed a strand of hair out of her face.

"Sara… I don't know if we will have another chance to talk while I am here so… I… I just wanted to tell you that…" Laura took a deep breath. "…I can understand why you did not want to see me or talk to me in all these years. I am sorry for everything I did to you, but I know that saying sorry doesn't bring your childhood back to you."

Sara nodded. "I was…pretty angry about…all that, but not anymore. I am happy now. For the first time in my life I am really happy." She smiled softly at her mother.

"I…I can't put into words how glad I am that… that you found someone who loves you, who respects you, who takes care of you…" tears rose up in her eyes. "I hope your life is going to be as wonderful as you hope it will be. Because there is no-one in the world who deserves this as much as you do."

Sara felt that she was close to cry. There had been so many things that she wanted to say to her mother, so much anger that had been there for years, that now was suddenly gone. She would never be able to forget, but in this moment, she had forgiven.

"I know I never showed it to you, but Sara…I love you." Laura almost whispered.

Now Sara started to cry, she first tried to wipe the tears away with the back of her hand, but there were just too many of them. Laura pulled her daughter into her arms and Sara embraced her mother, sobbingly leaning her head against her shoulder. "I missed you Mom." Sara whispered softly.

"I missed you too my little honey."

Mother and daughter remained in their embrace for a long time. When Sara pulled away she smiled softly. "I am so glad that you are here Mom."

"I am glad that you invited us over."

Both women smiled at each other.

"Oh my God, the others probably already started a big search after us." Sara suddenly noticed how long they had already been in the restroom.

Laura chuckled. "Oh you're right… but before we leave, I have to ask you something."

Sara raised an eyebrow.

Laura smiled softly. "I've been wondering…you know, I mean a mother…senses when her daughter…even though… anyways, those stomach cramps, when do you have them?"

Sara sensed what her mother thought. "No Mom…never. I… no that's not possible."

Now Laura raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure?"

"The last weeks were totally stressing me, I worked double shifts, I had to organize the whole Christmas stuff, I was really nervous to…meet you and Ben and…" Sara leaned back against the counter with the washing basins. "…all this just…I mean I really feel much better now."

"Okay."

Sara rolled with her eyes. "You know, this is really something we do have in common, when we say 'okay' we usually don't mean it."

Laura smirked. "It's just… a feeling I have. I mean I could be wrong, we haven't seen each other for so long and I can not really judge about this but… it's your aura I guess."

"Aura?" Sara asked unbelieving.

"I know what you're thinking. You're asking yourself if I smoked something." Laura said and winked.

Sara chuckled. "Mom, I really don't think that you're right with your theory. I mean I do not at all react to any smells or something, coffee doesn't make me feel sick either…"

"I was able to drink coffee through all my pregnancies."

Sara shook her head. "But we both don't want to have children, at least not now. I can't be pregnant."

"You think when you don't want something it doesn't happen?"

"I'm not stupid Mom. I know that it can happen and it's of course not impossible that it happens but…"

"When was your last…you know…" Laura asked after a moment.

"Mom I am not pregnant." Sara protested.

Laura shot an asking look at her.

Sara sighed. "It has never been regular… maybe a month ago… or two. I don't know."

"Sara you're not sixteen anymore. You should know things like these!"

Sara rolled with her eyes. "Mom… you're walking on thin ice here." She warned.

Laura opened her mouth to say something but then she knew better and kept still. She nodded softly. "You're right. I'm sorry."

Sara smiled softly. "We should not start fighting again… we should be over that."

"Right."

"We should go back to the other's now." Sara said.

"Yeah, but we should probably re-fresh our make-up." Laura suggested smirking.

Sara raised an eyebrow. Laura pointed at the mirror. Sara looked into the mirror, noticing that her mascara and eyeliner had been moistened by her tears and was scattered all over her face. She chuckled. "You don't happen to have waterproofed mascara, do you?"

Laura rummaged through her purse and after a couple of moments she handed Sara her mascara. "I hope that this one still works."

While Sara was fighting with the mascara Laura watched her. Sara's hand was shaking, but not because of her mother but because of what her mother had said. What if her mother was right? Sara had never trusted her mother's 'spiritual suspicions' but this was not a situation in which she should simply deny that these suspicions could indeed be right.

After a while Sara put down the mascara and sighed.

"Everything okay?" Laura asked.

"About that… aura thing…" Sara started.

"…I did not mean to baffle you."

"You did not…it's just…" Sara cleared her throat. "About two months ago we…I know I shouldn't have done this…but… it was just…in the heat of the moment…and…"

"So you could be pregnant."

Sara desperately glanced around the room, then she looked at her mother again. "Gil does not want to have children."

"He's a good guy, he's not going to leave you just because you got pregnant." Laura tried to clam Sara down.

"That's not it. We talked about this theme and we both agreed that children weren't the right… 'thing' for us. He… he will be so shocked."

"You don't know if you really are pregnant honey. Maybe I was just wrong, I mean we haven't seen each other for such a long time, I could easily be wrong."

"How often have you been wrong with that before?"

Laura thought for a moment, then she bit down on her bottom lip. "Not very often."

"As in 'two to ten times' or as in 'only once'?" Sara asked sounding slightly scared.

"As in 'never'." Laura softly squeezed Sara's hand.

Sara ran her hand through her hair and then sighed. "Damn."

TBC

girly-do your were absolutely right with what you were thinking ;)

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