Authors Notes: So people want more, I'll give you more.
Chapter 2
Sara stormed her way through the habitation deck, heading towards her apartment, scaring many people on the way. She was mad, really, guns-out-gonna-blow-shit-up, kind of mad. She had sex with Harry then he just left her in bed. "Maybe we'll talk sometime." She muttered angrily to herself. "Sometime." As if he'll see when he can bother himself in the near future. All she wanted was a shower, chocolate and something to shoot at. Maybe she'll have a trip to Kadara and see a certain gentleman smuggler and when finally back on the Tempest, she'll have a chat with Lexi about keeping her mouth shut.
When she reached the apartment, Kandros was still scanning the place for bugs. "Kandros, you done yet?"
The turian stood up, turning to face her. He knew from the look on her face, that she was about thirty seconds from causing him extreme pain. "Yep, all done." He said quickly, beating a hasty retreat.
She stripped off quickly, heading to the bathroom. At that moment, she really wished she had a bath, wanting to just soak her problems away for a while. "Damn you, Harry." She muttered. Once underneath the water, she slid down the wall, tears threatening to spill over. Harry's words repeated in her mind, over and over in her mind. The cruel rejection really hit hard in her heart and she wasn't sure if she could look at him again.
She returned to the Tempest during the night cycle, really not wanting face someone, especially not Cora. She walked towards the cargo bay to get something when she heard Lexi talking to someone, then it hit her; she was talking to Harry. The bile rose in her throat, making her feel sick. She stormed into the med bay, fists clenched, ready to tell Lexi what for. "We need to talk." She demanded.
"Sure." Lexi gulped slightly at the anger displayed on Sara's beautiful face. "I'll talk to you later, Harry."
"Where do you get off giving Dr Carlyle, my private information." Sara stood hands on hips, tapping foot expectantly.
Lexi stuttered, backing away slightly. "He asked for an update on your medical records. I didn't think it would be an issue."
"Will it is!" She snapped. "You are not to ever share my medical record with that man again or I'll find another doctor who takes patient confidentiality seriously.
"I'm sorry, Sara." Lexi looked close to tears when Cora walked in.
"What's going on?" Asked the Lieutenant.
"Nothing." Came Sara's quick and dismissive reply, before she left, returning to her quarters.
A few moments later, Cora walked in, standing just inside the now closed door, arms folded across her chest. "What was that about?"
"Nothing. Just giving the doctor a friendly reminder."
"Friendly? Lexi was close to tears." Cora walked to the bed where Sara was sitting, one hip cocked to the side. "What's wrong? You disappeared for eighteen hours. All SAM would say, was that you were ok.
"I don't want to talk about it, Cora."
"Tough!" You cant go snapping at the crew."
Sara punched at the wall, grunting in pain. "I slept with Harry." She blurted out.
Cora stood frozen briefly, wondering if she heard correctly. "What?!"
"I had sex with him." She moved over to the window, clutching at her aching hand. She looked down on to the docks, devoid of life, reminding her of how she felt right now. "He left me in bed a shitty message. But, do you know what really hurt?"
"What?" Asked Cora as she moved next to her friend, placing a hand on her shoulder.
Sara shrugged off her hand, moving to sit on the sofa."He said, "Maybe we'll talk sometime." As if he might try eventually to be bothered with me. Just dismissed me, as if I was nothing."
Cora tried to think of something to say, some words of comfort but she knew in her heart that there was nothing she could say to smooth this over. Instead, she sat down beside her friend and put an arm around her shoulders. "I'm sorry," she whispered.
"Thanks, Cora. Can you tell Lexi, I'm sorry and I'll talk to her in the morning?"
"Sure. Get some sleep, you look tired." Cora left the Pathfinders quarters, walking to med bay to see Lexi. "Hey, Lexi. Sara said she was sorry. She'll come see you in the morning."
"What was all that about?"
"I probably shouldn't tell you this, but…..She and Harry slept together."
"What?!" The asari stood stunned, like Cora, not sure if she heard right. "That's why he asked about her birth control. The bastard!"
"Bastard is right. He humped and dumped the poor girl."
"I'll talk to her in the morning. Maybe let her a lie in, she doesn't sleep that well." After Cora left to go back to the crew bunks, Lexi sat at her terminal, drumming her fingers against the desk. Part of her wanted to call Harry and call him every bad asari word she knew, but she'd probably wake the crew. Instead she opted for a message.
Harry laid on his bed, watching some bad asari action movie, although he really wasn't concentrating on it much. He kept thinking back to when he was talking to Lexi and he heard Sara's angry, bitter voice coming over the comm. It made him feel bad lying to Lexi, either worse so, over his treatment of Sara. She was a good woman, strong and beautiful, but she was also young and deserved to have a family and a husband; he just couldn't put himself through that kind of pain again. He felt such an arse hole for leaving that birth control there, for dumping her in the night, while she lay in his bed, looking so innocent and blissful. She left the pills and he didn't blame her, it was her body. If she got pregnant from their encounter then he'd deal with it. His omni tool pinged, making him wince as he knew what was coming.
From: Lexi T'Perro.
To: Harry Carlyle.
Subject: Sara…..
You lied to me, Harry.
From: Harry Carlyle.
To: Lexi T'Perro.
Subject: Sara…..
I know. I'm sorry. I panicked.
From: Lexi T'Perro.
To: Harry Carlyle.
Subject: Sara…..
It's not me who needs your apology.
Harry was in the process of writing another message to Lexi when another came in: one slightly more colourful and angry.
From: Cora Harper
To: Harry Carlyle.
Subject: You fucked up…
Big time!
She screamed at Lexi so loud, the whole ship heard it. She was in tears at what you did and your ending, "Maybe we'll talk, sometime." What the fuck, Harry? You sleep with her and then do that. You better be glad that Alec is dead and Scott is still in a coma, otherwise you might be hanging by your testicles, from the hull of the Hyperion!
P.S. That still might happen.
Before Harry could even think about replying to Cora, more messages came through.
From: Vetra Nyx.
To: Harry Carlyle.
Subject: Be afraid….
Be very, very, very, very afraid.
From: Liam Kosta.
To: Harry Carlyle.
Subject: WTF!
Dick move, Harry. Dick move.
From: Jaal Ama Darav.
To: Harry Carlyle.
Subject: Humans..
I'm not familiar with human customs, but you are a vehshaanan.
From: Peebee
To: Harry Carlyle.
Subject: Sara….
What was she like?
Harry nearly choked after reading the last message, deciding it was time for him to go to sleep, although for tonight and probably the rest of his life, he'll be sleeping with one eye open.
Two weeks after their one night stand, Harry paced the med bay going out of his mind. He found out Sara was going to face the Archon and he hated that. After all the reports he had read about the Kett, knowing Sara was in danger, made his stomach twist painfully. They hadn't spoken since that night and she had stopped coming to see Scott, knowing he'd be there.
He was pulled from his thoughts by the persistent bleeping of his terminal. He rushed to answer it, knowing it was Lexi. "Lexi, is the crew ok?" He asked, trying to disguise his main concern was for Sara.
"They are fine, Harry. Sending you the reports." Lexi sucked in a breath before continuing. "Sara was technically dead."
"What?!" Harry shout, his whole body trembling.
"She allowed SAM to stop her heart."
He slammed his hand down on the desk, wincing in pain. "Of all the stupid, irresponsible things she's done."
"I know. She didn't seem to think it was a big deal."
"Lexi, do me a favour. Keep an eye on her. I know she still struggles with everything that has happen. I worry about her being so reckless."
"I will, Harry."
They said their good byes, Harry rubbing at him temples. He wanted to keep her safe, but he had Scott to look after and he trusted Lexi to take care of Sara.
Sara ran to the tram in the operations centre, heading to the Cryo deck on the Hyperion. She had had the news that Scott was awake and she needed to be there for him. He'd probably know by now that she lied about their father, regretting not telling him the truth but she couldn't risk his already fragile health. She cursed the speed of the tram, willing it to be faster. She needed to be with Scott, the only part of her family she had left, the other side to her.
Once she got to the med bay, she saw Scott sitting up in bed, Harry standing with him. Tears threatened to spill over, although she had no idea why she was crying; was it Harry or Scott that had flung her into an emotional stupor? She tentatively walked to her brother, ignoring the older man standing next to him. "Scott?"
"How could you not tell me about Dad?" He demanded.
"I'm sorry, Scott. You were ill, I didn't want to tell you like that." She went to hug him, but got rebuffed.
He stayed still, looking up at his sister, so angry at her deception. "So you save it up for when I wake up?" His anger faltered when he saw the tears streaming down her face. "Come here."
Sara fell into her brother's arms, sobbing into his shoulder. "I'm sorry." She whispered.
"Shhhh, sis. It's ok."
She looked up at Harry, a clear message in her eyes, luckily he received her silent command loud and clear. "I missed you, Scott."
He didn't miss the look that was shared between his sister and his father's friend. "Shhhh. I'm ok. So my big sister is the new pathfinder, huh?"
She pulled away, gripping on to his hand. "Yeah, dad's parting gift. I didn't ask for this, but yet I'm taking on a monster to ensure our survival."
"So how did he die?"
"The supposed golden world turned into hell. My helmet cracked and I couldn't breathe. Dad chose to save me over himself."
"So he did care."
"More than we ever thought."
Scott looked at his sister, seeing the sadness, bitterness and fear in her eyes. She was hiding something. "Sara, what's wrong?"
She couldn't stop her eyes wandering towards Harry, almost as if she subconsciously wanted him to know, but couldn't find the words. "It's nothing. You need to rest."
He scoffed, laying back down on the bed. "I've been resting for over 600 years. It's getting old now."
Sara smiled, knowing her brother hated being idle, he liked action. She kissed his cheek, before giving him a childish punch on the arm. "No more over sleeping."
"Pfft. I could get used to all these sexy nurses fussing over me."
She laughed, shaking her head as she walked out. "Still the same old Scott. "
As he watched her leave, his eyes were drawn to Harry, who too watched her leave before turning to look at him. He saw something in his eyes, something he knew too well; guilt.