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Sleeping Beauty

Chapter 4 - A New Identity

15 Feb 2008 - Sarah's Brownstone - NYC - 10pm

Once they arrived at the brownstone, Mick, Josef and the limo driver brought Sarah's purchases into the house.

"So… did you have fun?" Josef asked after the limo driver had left and everybody was settled in the living room.

"Yes. There's so many things that are new and different but I think the hardest thing for me to get used to will be the technology," Sarah admitted. "History is important to know, but I can take history lessons at a local college. I'm sure Beth is willing to help me with fashion and news… but technology… cell phones… Bluetooth? PDA's… computers…" Sarah continued. "Last I remember PDA meant Public Display of Affection." Sarah laughed.

"It still means that, but it just has another meaning too." Beth giggled.

"I need to call my relocation guy and set up a new identity for you in LA." Josef said, changing the subject. "As far as the human world is concerned, Sarah Whitley tragically disappeared in 1955."

"I see… can my name still be Sarah? Just a different last name?"

"Sure. What do you want your last name to be?"

"Kostan," Sarah answered honestly. Josef laughed. "Okay, but what about your maiden name? Unless you plan to pretend to be my beautiful sister?" Josef teased.

"Of course not your sister!" Sarah laughed. "Um… maiden name…"

"I have an idea," Beth said. "What about Turner? You could be my cousin, on my mother's side… my father left when he found out my mom was pregnant with me so she gave me her last name," Beth explained.

"Oh… Yeah that could work," Sarah agreed. "Sarah Turner," she said, trying out the name. "I like it. I assume your mother has a brother?"

"No, but I figured Josef could make one up." Beth smirked.

"That'll work… you can tell me about 'our' family so if anybody asks any questions, I'll have the answers." Sarah grinned.

Josef called his relocation guy and asked him to set up an identity with the name Sarah Turner, cousin of Beth Turner and to send everything to his mansion in LA.

"How old is Sarah Turner?"

"Um… I think she could pull off 24."

"Date of birth?"

"August 29th, 1984."

"Place of birth?"

"Ithaca, New York."

"Okay, and will she need a New York or California driver's license?"

"New York… she'll go to the DMV and get a California driver's license."

"Okay, I'll need a DMV quality picture of the lovely lady in question."

"I'll e-mail that to you as soon as I have it."

"As soon as I get that picture, I'll be able to send you everything. Does she have an address I can put on the New York driver's license or should I just make one up?"

"Use 301 Waverly Place, New York, New York."

"Okay… so she will need birth records, social security number, the works?"

"Yeah, as soon as we get off the phone, I'll get work on getting you a picture."

"Thanks."

Josef ended the phone call, then called his photographer friend. "Can you come to 301 Waverly Place and bring your camera? I need a DMV quality photo," Josef said.

"Now?" Josef's photographer friend asked.

"Yeah, now. I need a DMV quality photo taken."

"Vamp?"

"Of course."

"I'll be there." Josef and his friend hung up.

"I thought you said vampires can't have their picture taken?" Sarah asked.

"Digital photography has changed that. It's not that we couldn't have our picture taken, it's that the silver emulsion blurred our image," Mick answered.

"And all a blurry photo proves is the incompetence of the photographer," Josef added. "Sometimes, I miss those days." He laughed.

"Yeah… Digital photography has made it that much more important to be discrete," Mick lamented.

"Digital photography?" Sarah asked, unsure how that was any different than what she remembers.

"There's no need for rolls of film with a digital camera. You use a tiny little memory card, plug it into your computer, and upload your images. You can then print the pictures off in the comfort of your own home. You can even buy glossy photo paper to print them on," Beth explained.

"Wow… technology has certainly advanced, hasn't it?" Sarah said.

"Yeah… Oh… I have my laptop here with me, do you want to see it?" Beth asked.

"Sure… what's a laptop?" Sarah asked.

"It's a portable computer. It's small enough and light enough you can set it on your lap," Beth explained, as she looked through her luggage and found her laptop.

She sat down next to Sarah, and turned on the computer. While the laptop booted up, Beth explained the difference between PC, Mac, Microsoft and Apple. "This is called the Desktop. It's where you access all your files… or at least all the files you have shortcuts for. On a PC, you can go to the Start menu, and there will be a list of all the programs installed on your computer." Beth explained, pulling up her start menu.

While they waited for the photographer, Beth gave Sarah a mini crash course in computers. Beth did not expect Sarah to remember everything, but she knew that introducing her to the technology would help her transition better into the 21st century.

"There's also what's called desktop computers and they're larger than this, not portable, but they're much smaller than what you probably remember a computer being. They're small enough to sit next to your monitor, the screen, or under your desk." Beth added. Suddenly the theme song for Law and Order was heard in the living room, "Oh! That'll be Ben…" Beth said, finding her purse and answering her phone.

"Beth… where are you?" Ben asked.

"Oh! I am so sorry, I forgot to call you and let you know… I'm in New York."

"New York? Why?"

"I had a friend who needed some moral support." Beth said vaguely.

"Why? What happened?" Ben asked. "Is everything okay?"

"Yeah…" Beth said, and mouthed to Josef, 'what should I tell him?'

"Tell him about Sarah, the cover story, you can say she was in a coma and that I know her," Josef whispered. "You can even say we're engaged, if that's okay with Sarah," he added, still whispering. Sarah nodded in agreement.

"Are you still there?" Ben asked.

"Oh yeah, sorry. Um… I was coming to New York with a friend of Mick's. His girlfriend was in a coma… Well, the weird thing is, as I was getting ready to go to the airport, I got a call from my mother, saying that my Aunt from New York called to say my cousin, who was also in a coma, appeared to be waking up. Well I told her that I was already on my way to New York and that a friend of mine was on his way there to see his girlfriend who appeared to be waking from a coma as well, so while I was there, I'd go see my cousin," Beth lied. "Well, I didn't know the name of the girlfriend, but apparently, my cousin and his girlfriend are one in the same!"

"Wow… and you didn't know this?"

"No. She's lived in New York all her life and I've lived in LA all my life, so we didn't really see each other except for family reunions and Mick's friend used to live in New York," Beth explained. "Apparently they met at Grand Central Station and it was love at first sight. I remember hearing about my cousin dating some rich guy, but I never heard what his name was, and then my cousin got in a car wreck about a year later and was in a coma. She was 18 when they met and 19 when the accident happened. I knew that the rich guy was footing the medical bill with my Aunt's permission, but she never said what his name was," Beth explained.

"How old is she now?" Ben asked.

"She's 24 now."

"Wow… 5 year…"

"Yeah… So… she's having a hard time coming to grips with that," Beth said. "I'm not sure when I'm gonna be back in LA, but I'll call to let you know. I'm sorry I didn't call before I left for the airport."

"So, who's your cousin's boyfriend?" Ben asked.

"Josef Kostan. After the accident, he stayed in New York for a bit, but because of business he had to move out to LA."

"Wow… who knew, Josef Kostan, millionaire hedge fund trader had a girlfriend in a coma in New York and he paid the medical bill?" Ben said, shocked. "I always heard him painted as a hedonic playboy."

"No… Watching him with my cousin, I can tell he's very much in love with her… He confessed, before the accident he was actually planning on purposing to her… I think before we leave New York, he just might still do that," Beth said.

"Well, I'm happy your cousin has come out of her coma and feel free to take your time in New York," Ben said.

"Thank you. Again, I'll call when I'm leaving for LA," said Beth, ending her call with Ben.

"Who was that?" Sarah asked.

"My boss. I forgot to call him and tell him I was headed to New York."

"Oh. You're not in trouble, are you?"

"No. I work for the Assistant District Attorney as a Civilian Investigator. I help him with the investigations… interviewing witnesses, visiting crime scenes, finding evidence to be used in a court case," Beth explained. "Before that I worked for an online news publication called Buzzwire as a crime scene reporter."

"Online news publication?"

"Oh. Right. Um… how to describe the internet… Um… It's accessed by a computer and it is a resource that can be accessed world wide. Literally, any information you want to know, can be found on the internet. It's comprised of websites, that are owned by corporations, businesses, historical societies, charity originations, TV news stations, or even just your average Joe. Anybody with internet access, which you have to pay for, can create a website about anything they want…" Beth explained. Just then the door bell rang.

Polly answered the door. "Are you the photographer?" She asked the man standing in the doorway, holding camera equipment.

"Yes. Josef hired me," he responded.

"Come on in," Polly said, opening the door wider. The man stepped inside and walked into the living room.

"Jeff! Good to see you," Josef said, standing to greet his friend.

"You've not been in New York for some time now." Jeff grinned. "Who am I photographing today?"

"Me. I guess." Sarah said.

"Awesome," Jeff said, as he began to set up his equipment. "This camera will take as good a quality a photo as the DMV, or rather lack of quality." Jeff smiled. "I'm ready, if you'll just step up to the camera and give your best, 'I've been waiting for 2 hours just to get my picture taken' smile, we'll have this done and ready to send off."

"Okay," Sarah said, doing as she was asked. She gave a smile and waited for the flash.

"Look right into the camera…" He instructed, then snapped the picture. The flash dazed her a bit, not yet used to bright lights. She blinked rapidly, trying to clear her head. "Perfect. Just as it should be." He laughed.

Jeff took out the SD card and stuck it in his computer. Sarah watched fascinated as her picture was uploaded onto his computer. Jeff printed the picture out onto glossy photo paper and handed it to Josef.

"You know my fee." Jeff grinned.

"Yeah," Josef said, taking out his wallet and paying Jeff for his services. While Jeff disassembled his equipment, Josef went to the computer he had in the office, Sarah following behind. Josef pulled up his email and wrote a cover letter with the information that the license should read.

Name: Sarah Turner
Age: 18
Weight 120lbs
Eye color: Blue
Height: 5'8"
Birth date: August 29th, 1984.

"Can you sign your name on this so he can put it on the back of the license?" Josef asked, handing her an electronic signature pad and stylus. "Be sure to sign it Sarah Turner."

"Sure," Sarah said signing her new name. "And thank-you for under guessing my weight," she added, looking over the information on the screen, fascinated that her signature looked exactly as it would on paper inside the email.

"I thought that would make you happy. Most women tend to lie a little about their weight for their license." Josef smiled while he scanned the picture onto his computer.

"Well, at least some things never change." Sarah laughed as Josef added the picture file as an attachment. He typed in the email of his relocation guy, then clicked send.

"And that's it?" Sarah asked.

"Yeah. Simple as that," Josef said, calling his relocation guy back. "I just sent it. It should be in your inbox now," Josef said once he answered the phone. "You got it? Good," Josef confirmed. "Okay, so when will that arrive to my LA home?"

"I have her name, social security number and birth records done. I've done the preliminary work on the license, creating her DMV record, now all I need to do is make the New York driver's license."

"Okay, be sure to add on her driving record that she was in a horrific accident when she was 19. It's what caused her coma," Josef said.

"Will do. I haven't yet added her record into the DMV database, I was waiting to find out if you wanted her to have any blemishes on her record or clean as a whistle," He said. "Do you want the accident to involve other cars, or just like… she lost control and hit a lamp post sort of deal?"

"Let's go with, old car and faulty breaks and she ran into a concrete barrier on the freeway sometime after midnight, on an empty stretch of road," Josef suggested. "I'll let you make up all the finite details."

"Okay, and you know my fee…"

"As soon as I get back to LA and have the information in my hand, I'll send you payment and give you a call to let you know." Josef told him.

"Thank you. Do you want me to call your chief of security since he's the one who gets your mail?"

"Yeah, let him know to expect a relocation package for a female," Josef said. "I'll call him and let him know he's to be expecting a call from you," he added, then ended the call.

Josef quickly called his chief of security and let him know there would be a package of relocation information for Sarah coming soon, and that he would get a call when it was sent out, then ended the call. Josef and Sarah returned to the living room and sat down next to each other.

"So… Do you want to stay in New York a while longer or do you want to go to LA?" Josef asked.

"Um… I don't know…" Sarah said, thinking about what she wanted to do. "I suppose everybody I used to know is either old or dead, so either way I'd not be able to see them, right?" Sarah remembered. "I think I want to go to LA… I remember going there for vacation… well… actually it was my father looking in on an investment."

"What investment?" Beth asked curiously.

"My father purchased Disney stock when he heard that Walt Disney was building a theme park in California. He invested money into the construction as well," Sarah explained. "Mother thought Father was mad for investing into a theme park made by a man who draws cartoons for a living… I had to agree with Mother," Sarah admitted. "We went to see the ground breaking in July of 1954... Do you remember that Josef?"

"I do. I thought your Father was crazy as well… although I did invest in the Disney stocks, I didn't give money to the construction," Josef recalled.

"Whatever became of the theme park? Was it a success?" Sarah asked curiously.

"Yes. It was a huge success. It still is." Beth told her, "They're constantly adding to the park and upgrading the technology. They also have added a park called California Adventure and Downtown Disney." she added, "And they have also built Disney World in Orlando, Florida and they have Disneyland Paris and Disneyland Tokyo."

"So I imagine they are popular vacation destinations."

"Yes they are. Maybe that's one place we can go when you're not so susceptible to the sun's rays…. Or we could go in the evening, when the sun isn't high in the sky…" Beth suggested.

"That sounds like fun." Sarah grinned, "Have you been there Josef?"

"Yes. I was there for the opening day, well… I went in the evening. But I was there for the first day."

"I remember asking you to come with us in July for the ground breaking but you declined. I think we had been seeing each other for… 5 months?"

"Yes… and by then you knew what I was and I knew you knew what I was. I didn't think the weather would agree with me, since it was the middle of summer in LA." Josef smirked. "If I had known I would have made LA my home years later, I think I might have gone with you."

"I remember however, you did go with us to check on progress in November for Thanksgiving," Sarah laughed. "You tried so hard to talk your way out of eating with us but Mother wouldn't hear of it. I could tell you were trying hard to look like you were enjoying it all." She giggled.

"You ate a human Thanksgiving dinner?" Mick asked stunned.

"You do stupid things when you're in love," Josef smirked. "As soon as I cleared my first plate of the rarest pieces of turkey I could find, stuffing, mashed potatoes, corn on the cob, and a biscuit… I quickly excused myself from the table, went to the bathroom and promptly uh… threw it back up… as quietly as I could." Josef grimaced at the memory.

"And don't forget the pumpkin pie with whipped crème." Sarah giggled. "Which Mother insisted it was simply not Thanksgiving without eating pumpkin pie and he should have a piece."

"Which, again I quickly excused myself and threw it back up, as quietly as possible," Josef smirked.

"I could tell you didn't enjoy any of it, but I knew you were trying your hardest to make it look like you did." Sarah grinned.

"Yeah… Although, after that, your mother didn't press the issue when I said I wasn't hungry, or that I'd eat later, or that I had already eaten."

"After you went to the restroom the second time, Mother asked if you had a stomach condition she was unaware of. I told her you had a very sensitive stomach and too much of something, such as a spice, could make you ill and so you preferred to cook for yourself." Sarah grinned. "I believe my mother's exact words were, 'Oh that poor boy, no wonder he tried to politely, yet insistently, decline dinner with us.' Then said, if she invited you to dinner again, perhaps she'd allow you to do the cooking."

"Luckily I thought ahead to bring a flask of blood with me, so I could truly eat," Josef confessed.

"That's why you wouldn't share your flask with Father!" Sarah laughed. "He thought it so rude that you brought a flask of liquor and refused to share with your host."

"No… if it were liquor I would have gladly shared."

"I had a feeling it was not liquor as after you had a couple of drinks, you looked much better than you had while you were eating human food."

"Blood always makes a vampire look better, more healthy, more human."

"True… and you… I guess, we now, look more alive in the moonlight." Sarah smiled. "There was always something about the way you looked in the moonlight that was somehow different than when you were in the sun."

"Yes. I'm sure you felt different in the moonlight tonight and I must say, I don't think I've ever seen you so beautiful and radiant." Josef complimented, "So… I think I'll call my pilot and let him know to schedule a late night flight back to LAX, ASAP."

"I noticed that, Mick and you didn't have trouble in the sunlight, like I did," Sarah started. "A little sunlight touched my hand and it felt so hot, I thought my hand had burst into flames."

"A young vampire's skin is very sensitive, as are all your senses," Josef explained simply.

"Yes… I did notice the noise of the traffic, construction workers… all those heartbeats…" Sarah recalled. "I think, although traffic, horns, people yelling, jackhammers, all that hurt my ears, if I focused on whoever was talking, or just one thing, all the other noise quieted down. But the hardest thing to ignore was the sweet, sweet rhythm all those heartbeats were pounding out… I think all those heartbeats were the loudest thing among everything," Sarah confessed.

"Practice ignoring the heartbeats, focus on something else entirely, even if it's your own thoughts. Think about whatever task it is you're working on. Even if it's getting from point A to point B," Josef counseled. "The heartbeats will always be in the background, but it takes practice to keep them in the background," He added.

Josef called his pilot and asked for him to file a late evening flight out of New York to LA as soon as possible. His pilot told him as soon as it was approved, he would call with the date and time.

A/N: That's it for this chapter! Please Read and Review!

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