Sara, Russ and Josh were sitting on the ground, again. They were silent. Russ and Sara because they were afraid of the memories comming back each time they spoke, and Josh because there simply wasn't anyone to talk with.
Suddenly they heared a noise at the door. Russ looked at Sara. Were they found? They stood up as the door opened. They were disapointed: it was Stan.
His hat, which had been hiding his face earlier, was gone. They stood there looking at each other in silence untill Sara couldn't take it anymore.
"Are you going to let us go?" Sara asked. The boys turned their heads to warn her. They knew Sara usually didn't think before she spoke.
She looked at Stan. "No." He said. Sara sighed in frustration. Russ and Josh shared a look.
Russ asked the next question before Sara could speak again. "Where are we?" He wanted to know.
"Don't you recognize it? You've lived here for about ten years!" He had an evil grin on his face. Josh turned to see the expression on Sara's face. Why didn't I notice? She asked herself. And the same question stood in Russ's eyes.
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Grissom's eyes widened. "I want someone to find out where they lived before they came to San Francisco!" He allmost screamed. Greg immediately ran off, followed by Warrick.
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Stan took a few steps towards them. Josh and Russ took the same ammount of steps back, but Sara just stayed on her spot.
"You're still not scared, huh?" She shiffered at his voice. "You were never scared..." Yeah I whish, she thought.
"Why are you doing this?" Russ asked. Josh just stayed watching them. He realised he had nothing to do with this. The only reason he was here, was because he happened to be in the same car as Russ.
"It's your father's fault!" Stan said.
My father is dead! Russ wanted to say, but he closed his mouth immediately after opening it.
"When Matt met this girl... Laura..." Disaprovement came through in Stan's voice when he said their mother's name. "He couldn't stop talking about her...he instantly moved in with her!" He sounded mad. "He just left me! He left me for some girl...he promised he would never do that!"
Sara wasn't sure she wanted to hear his story. She suddenly regretted she hadn't taken those steps back a few minutes ago. She wanted to be close to Russ now...
"He got two kids..." He pointed at Sara and Russ. "He couldn't stop saying how beautiful they were..."
Sara didn't belief it, their father had never loved them!
"It was too much... too much for me! He only spent time with his family... I was just so jealous!" Stan continued.
Russ didn't know if he could belief Stan. He discribed their father as such a nice man, something they would never discribe him as!
"I knew about the drinking problem he had in high school! It seemed like the perfect weapon... I was going to ruin the happy family, through the father himself! It was such a great plan..." Sara could feel the anger raise inside her. She couldn't belief what she was hearing!
"I convinced him to go with me to a bar once...got him all drunk...I knew how he was when he was drunk...It didn't take long time for him to develop a drinking problem again. From then everything just went so well! He came to me so many times...all drunk...telling me those kids drove him nuts! He asked me what he should do about it... you know what my aswer was..."
Yeah, to beat the crap out of us! Russ thought. He was getting more angry with the minute. He looked over at Sara. Her hands had turned into fists a few sentences before.
"I knew he would kill you eventually...that was my plan...he would beat you untill there was nothing left but two little lifeless bodies!" Stan just told them about this, like it was a brilliant plan.
Sara wanted to place her hands over her ears, but she was too angry to move...She wanted him to stop, but she wanted him to continue at the same time...she wanted to know the truth...
"How about Laura?" She asked with a small voice. She always called her mother by her name, she never said "mum" or "mother". She didn't have the feeling that she knew Laura well enough for that. She had never really paid any attention to them.
Russ looked at the ground. She wanted to know everything now, he knew. He knew the truth was hurting, that's why he didn't really want to know it...he wanted to run away, but Sara never ran away for anything...
"She came to me once...I think you guys were six, something tike that...she asked me for help...she said she wanted to stop it, she wanted to kick him out! I couldn't let her do that... you see, Matt was supposed to hurt her, not the other way around! I told her she'd better not do anything...she could see what Matt could do...she didn't want him to hurt her too, huh?...she couldn't become a victim too!... the only thing she could do was stay away from him, from you...I scared her. I convinced her not to help you guys, to make sure she wouldn't do anything! And it worked pretty well, didn't it? And you thought she didn't love you, that she didn't care? Well, she did! She did..."
Well, she didn't love us enough to help us! Sara thought...
It was a few years ago. She was visiting Russ and Josh. They were still living in their old house in San Francisco. They couldn't efford to move. Both of them dropped out of school when Russ's and Sara's father died, to go to work. They never got a good-payed job, so Sara would give them a bit of her money every moth.
Russ had forbitten her to drop out of school, too. She said she could help by working, too. But Russ told her she was too smart to give up school. Besides, someone had to pay their bills when they grew older...
"Sara, I want to show you something..." Russ came into the living room with a big box in his hands.
"What's that?" Sara asked as she got up from the couch to help her brother with the heavy box.
"We found it upstairs..." Josh said. They sat down at the couch, the box placed in front of them.
"So what's in it?" Sara was curious. Russ opened the box for her.
"Look... I think it's from mum..." He said carefully. He knew their mother was a sensitive subject with Sara.
She looked at him and then she peered into the box. In it were some old stuff, but mostly foto's of their family. Sara studied them each a few seconds. To her they had no meaning, but she knew they did to Russ.
"Why would Laura keep this?" She asked.
"Why do you always call her Laura? She was our mother, you know..." Russ knew he was asking for trouble with this question. And for once Josh did notice the building tention in the room, and he excused himself and went to his room. He wasn't in the mood for one of their fights today.
"Why don't I call her "mum", you mean." It wasn't really a question, more of a statement. "I don't call her that because I never really saw her as our mother..." She knew he wouldn't understand.
"But-" Before Russ could speak, Sara tried to explain again.
"A mother is supposed to protect her children, Russ. She never protected us!" Russ felt she was getting angry.
"You just really hate her, don't you?" He couldn't hold back.
"Yes, I do really hate her!" She sat at the edge of the couch. "Don't you?" She asked.
"Well, I mean...She was our mother!" He just didn't understand his sister sometimes.
"Yeah, and we were her children!" She stood up from the couch. "She was supposed to love us, Russ!"
"She did!" Russ stood up, too. This wouldn't end nicely, he could predict.
"Well, apparently she didn't love us enough to protect us from him!" Russ knew Sara had been mad at her for not protecting them all her life.
"She was scared!" He tried to defend his mother. But for what reason, she died in prison a few years ago. Maybe he wasn't trying to defend her, but his own dreames. 'Cause in his dreames she loved him, she protected him...
"Didn't she see we were just as scared as she was?" Sara's voice was small. She was right. She knew it, he knew it.
"She should have done much better, she could have done so much better..." She was at the point of breaking down. Russ whished she would stop. He whished she wouldn't hurt herself like this.
But she just continued. "Don't you know how many times I asked her to help? I begged her...I screamed at her...I...I hit her...I held on to her so she couldn't leave us before she had done something..." Her voice faded as long-held tears spilled on her cheek. "But she just didn't do anything...she didn't do a thing..."
Russ held her while she was crying. His own eyes filled with tears at the sight of his broken sister...
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Wow, I think I'll just stop here...It will be a little bit too much for one chapter otherwise...I hope you like the plot a little bit...It's a bit unrealistic, I guess, but I needed to fit the dialoges into the story, so... Well, I can't wait to write the last one... I saved the best flashback till the last! (well, of course that's your oppinion...) Please keep up the reviews... and keep reading... Hope to update soon.
Love Lily