TITLE: Fatal Reunion
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AN: Still new at this :) Please read and review.
Thanks again to Mel for beta reading. Thank you so much.
Also thanks to Kristy, Mel and Becca for your support and encouragement. : )
Chapter Three
Sara's car screeched up behind the SUV parked in the bay outside the warehouse. She jumped out of the car, and raced towards the entrance.
The place looked deserted; the only sound she could hear was the rustling noise coming from the yellow crime scene tape blowing in the wind.
As she approached the doors, she noticed the usual signs for a crime scene were not present. There was no police car out the front, and as yet, she had not seen any of her colleagues.
'This is very odd' she thought, entering the building. "Gil, Greg?" she paused, while looking around. "Guys? Where are you?" she called out again. 'I have a bad feeling about this' she began reaching for her gun. But it was too late.
"Don't even think about it bitch!" A voice screamed from behind her, echoing through the empty warehouse.
Sara spun round and shuddered as she came face to face with the evil haunting eyes of her mother.
Aiming a gun at Sara's head, she said with great pleasure. "Your too late, your precious Gil is dead..."
Sara collapsed to the floor, holding her chest, struggling to breathe. "NO!" she screamed. "No, you're…lying, his not dead, he loves me, and he wouldn't leave me." The pain in her heart was overwhelming, she didn't care now if she survived or not. Her heart just exploded in her chest, because she has lost the one thing she truly could not live without, Gil. Looking up she saw the sadistic smile on her mothers face. "Why? He was a kind, decent, honorable man…why?" She shouted through her tears.
"It's your fault, like it always was." Her mother replied angrily. "I knew you loved him. Shame he didn't feel the same about you. All he could do was beg me not to kill his beloved Sofia. The woman he loves who was carrying his child."
Sara could not believe she could hurt anymore, but she was wrong. It no longer felt like her heart exploded, more like it had just been ripped from her chest, knowing that her Gil had fathered a child, with Sofia. "Baby" was all she could manage to say through the tears. "No!" she could not believe this, it wasn't true, 'he wouldn't do that to me.'
She buried her face in her hands. Suddenly the anger rose in her, and she raised her head to face her monster. "What do you want from me, you've won okay. You have taken yet another man I love away from me. First my father, now Gil." She paused "You have destroyed me. But I refuse to give you the satisfaction of killing me."
She shakily brought her gun up to her temple. "Are you happy now? Is this what you want? You have taken away the only man I could ever love." She paused trying to control her sobs. She felt so empty inside, 'there's nothing left for me, not now.' "I love him so much...I…I can't go on without him." Her hand was shaking as she held the gun to her head.
"Could you really see yourself as his wife, the mother of his children?" she laughed at her. "Oh Sara, you are so stupid when it comes to men. He would have used you, same as my boyfriends did. Just want to screw you, like the whore you are."
Sara interpreted "He loved me; I know he did, I felt It." closing her eye's, remembering the way he used to look at her." I would have loved to be his wife, the mother of our beloved children." she replied, defeated. "I am not like you." Sara replied proudly "I would have known how to be a good mother. I am a good person." She paused, 'his gone, I will never have that chance...never'. "I know Gil loved me, and you, you were never my mother." Glaring at her, her eye's full of hate and tears. "You were nothing to me. I hate you for what you have done to me" she moved her finger on the trigger. 'This is it Sara, thinking back to being in her apartment, and Gil tenderly taking her hand'.
Before Sara had a chance to fire her gun, her mother screamed "You little bitch..." and lunged at her. During the struggle Sara's gun fell from her grasp as she was tackled to the floor. Then suddenly in all the commotion, a shot rang out in the silence.
Sara, in shock began trying to move back, but she kept slipping, she just had to back away, back away from what she had just done. 'Oh my god, I did not just shoot my mother…I did not just kill my mother. Oh my god, I'm just like her'.
Pulling her knees up to her chest she began to cry, crying for the loss of Gil, the loss of his happiness, his child. She couldn't stop, gasping for air she looked up at her mother lying there on the floor, with her blood seeping through her shirt. "I can't let her die."
Feeling scared and unsure, she crawled over to her to see if she was still alive. She slowly reached out her arm, and placed her shaking fingers on her mother's neck, trying to find a pulse. "I've got a pulse, thank god". She murmured out loud. Looking down for her cell phone to call an ambulance, she noticed her mother's movements.
It was then she felt something pressing in the other side of her tummy, and a cold shiver ran through her body. She didn't have to see it to know what it was, her mother was holding a gun, and pressing it into her ribs.
Sara instantly backed away, attempting to retrieve her gun on the floor behind her. All the while thinking this was it, she would never feel what it would be like, to be loved by the man she loved. To be held by the man she loved, and to make a family with the man she loved.
She was brought back to the present with the sound of the first shot, and the cold stare of Laura Sidle as she used the last of her strength to fire her gun again, before she collapsed on the floor unconscious.
As the blinding flash of the last round dissipated, Sara felt the darkness close around her.
TBC
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