First off, I have to say this… Thank you! You all are AMAZING! I was originally intending on Sarah's Beginning to be a one-shot. However, with as many of you watching it as there are… I'm thinking I may just continue you it as I'm working on Sarah's Choice. I'm currently stuck at a hotel – without my own computer, so I've been working on the one in the lobby. Makes it rather interesting 'cuz I work damn near full time too. So be patient with me! On to the story!

Before the A/N Word count was 1,276

Sarah was full of anger. She'd felt the pull of the bond she felt with her brother. Their father was being laid to rest now; the weather was beginning to mimic her mood. Dark and angry, the clouds looked as if they would burst at any moment. Looking around at those who had come to the funeral, she saw his brother and the beginning of his flock of children and extended family. It had only been ten years since he had married and his wife still glowed, even with the aura of her husband's despair.

She knew he was watching for her, so she made her way to his side. Slipping her hand within his own larger and callused hand, she squeezed it gently. The tears slid down her face as he squeezed it back, they both ignored the looks of confusion as people noticed her standing next to him. She looked young enough; she could pass as his daughter. Looking to his other side, Sarah saw his wife looking at her with eyes wide, the amazement obvious as she remembered where she had seen this mysterious dark haired woman before. Last time they had met was their wedding.

Sarah bowed her head to the woman her brother had married, a whisper of a smile on her face despite her tears. She knew that changes were coming, after all, she'd allowed herself to be seen by his wife twice in ten years, and she was not likely to be forgotten anytime soon. Then again, maybe she would help keep her memory alive within his family, telling the story of his never-aging sister, the aunt they would never know. (If they were lucky that is, seeing as she never intended on being here, or caught at the wedding, yet he always knew she was there. She couldn't hide from him. She'd also told him that she would come when she was needed… That included future generations of the Williams family…)

The longer she stood with her brother and his burgeoning family, the more she could feel the anger she had arrived with slipping away. The anger at the world would come back eventually as the grief took hold, but for now, she was surrounded by those important to her. Even if they didn't always know who she was, as their father was laid to rest, she realized she hadn't seen hide nor hair of Karen, in fact… She hadn't seen her at her brother's wedding all those years ago either.

"Where is she Toby? I know she wasn't at your wedding. The bitch has so much to pay for, now she does our father dishonor by not coming to his funeral?" She could feel her breath frosting the air before her, causing the rain that had been falling to turn to sleet, then slowly to hail. There wasn't a whole lot she could do to control her power yet, it was one of the things she had been searching all these years for, something to temper the hot edge of her temper into steel.

She watched as Toby took a deep breath before swallowing, his Adam's apple bobbing quickly as he struggled to find the words to calm her. As the seconds grew into minutes, she could feel her fury gaining new momentum as it soared ever higher. Finally, he gave in and just looked at her. "There's nothing I can say sister. She hasn't been here… Not for a long time. She disappeared shortly before my wedding. Where she went… I cannot rightly say. All I know is she is gone, she hasn't contacted us… Dad or I… Not ever. I miss her, she is my mother, but she isn't you. You raised me, so I am glad you are here. Dad would be pleased that you have come around again, I know… He missed you. He wished he could see you every day, he also regretted what Mother and he said about you. Yet… What was he to do? You aren't aging sister. You still… You are still as gorgeous as you were when you ran the Labyrinth for me." She gave him wide eyes as what he said struck her. He was too young to know she had run the Labyrinth for him that she had wished him away. However, she wouldn't prod him for answers she wasn't ready and might not ever be ready to hear.

"If I ever see her…." She trailed off as she felt something bump into her legs, looking down it was her niece. Her first, she was as dark as she was, despite both her parents being blonde and blue eyed. Laughing, she bent down to pick her up. "She is truly Irish. Don't let her down little brother." As she spoke, she could see the threads of fate twining around the little one, speaking without thought, she cuddled the girl, "The time will come, beauty will give rise to power, fate will go hand in hand with the crown, dancing along the threads of power, family will call to family, blood will bind ever closer. Pleasure will gain power over temper, so the Williams family shall be undone, as the sidhe grow ever closer."

"Sarah…." Her brother's wife stared at her, scared of what had just happened. Sarah just shrugged. She could not undo what had just been done, the fates had decreed it. Powerful and unaging as she might be, she was still at the whim of the fates and gods, just as any other person. Looking away from the woman, she realized that the funeral was over, they were all that was left to mourn a great man. A man who had died before his time, without the woman who was supposed to be his wife, she didn't even know if he had started the proceedings to divorce or annul their marriage. She hoped he had, Karen deserved nothing of her fathers, especially after having disappeared on not just her father but her brother as well.

Turning to Toby, she took her hand back from him only to wrap her free arm around him as she cuddled his daughter between them. The girl would be blessed and cursed, never truly knowing her aunt, yet cursed due to meeting her just the once. If they had not met, Sarah was almost positive that she would have gone unnoticed to the fates and their whims. Going to her tip toes, she kissed his cheek before letting him take the weight of his daughter as she backed away.

"I loved dad Toby. Don't ever doubt that, he chose to lay in the bed he made. I am only truly thankful that he brought you into my life. I would not have it any other way, well I'd love to be able to age and be able to see you and my nieces… And soon to be nephews, your wife is pregnant with twins. Two boys, both will be blonde and blue eyed. They'll be devils they will, don't forget the goblins little brother. You're always protected."

Sarah turned and walked away once more. The rain and mists enshrouding her petite frame as darkness began to fall. As Toby and his own small family began to walk away, they never noticed the lily that appeared on their father's grave, nor the writing that also appeared on the headstone.

Below what Toby had engraved, Sarah too placed her own words.

"A great man always, loved and cherished.
Our father may he rest in peace,
Even as time has taken its toll,
We'll remember you always.
Until we meet again daddy."