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Disclaimer- I don't own any of this, but the plot. But if all of us save up, we can buy it for enough episodes for all off the ships (AKA the next 5 seasons)… except Ecklie/anyone, no one (I hope) wants to see that! Though I'd love to see his heart get broken.

Her existence was a mistake. It had to be. Two ex-hippies, perfectly in love. But then Sara Laura Sidle was born.

"John, I'm pregnant."

She was 8 years old today. And her parents completely forgot. Either that or they decide that they wouldn't remember. Either way, Sara still hurt. It was her birthday! She was supposed to be loved, given presents. One day it was supposed to be about her. A few more tears slid down her cheeks. They tasted like salt. She had grown accustomed to the taste of tears. Both tears and blood. After all, who didn't when they tasted them on a regular basis?

Sara heard the door slam. Or was that thunder from rain all day? No, her dad was home. Her best birthday present would be not getting beaten up. And (this would be amazing) her dad not being drunk. Sara almost laughed out loud about that one. As he walked up the stairs, she flinched. To an outsider, it wouldn't sound like he was drunk, but she knew he really was. He had mastered the walking without tripping while drunk a while ago. As he walked it to the master bedroom, she knew it would end badly.

Sara listened as the first punch was thrown. Her mommy was crying again.

"John, the child's here. John, the child!"

"You little bitch! I'll get that child!"

"John, don't, please, I'll do anything, please just stop!"

More punches. Sara had gotten used to being addressed as the child. They had definitely forgotten… or they just didn't care when it was, so much that they didn't know when it was.

Sometimes she just wished she could do something about this life. But what could she do? Nothing at all. No one could save her from this.

"Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me…"

That was all she could manage before she felt pain and saw black. The start of many trips to the hospital.

"She was so excited about her birthday that she went jumping on her bed and fell off."

"She fell off her bike, that gravel that they put down on those roads!"

"Climbing a tree, she's our little monkey…"

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