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Date Posted: 18:13:46 11/24/03 Mon
Author: Spin
Subject: Chapter Seventy-three
In reply to: Spin 's message, "Revelation" on 18:11:52 11/24/03 Mon

Gabe sat there studying her, giving her a few minutes before asking; “You’re going to tell them right?”

Faith sighed and buried her face into her hands. ‘When had things become so complicated,’ she thought.

Hesitantly, she turned to look at Gabe. “Right?” he said when she didn’t answer. Faith sat there, refusing to look at Gabe but rather concentrate her focus on something just over his shoulder. “Eventually,” she finally answered.

“What do you mean by ‘eventually’?”

Flashing him a tight smile she said, “I just have a few things I’d like to discuss with Sara before I tell her anything else.”

Gabe could sense that leaving two females, with Faith and Sara’s caliber, in a room is a very, very bad idea. An uneasy feeling crept over him, especially after seeing the annoyance in Faith’s eyes. His eyes narrowed. “Uh, what exactly will you two be discussing?” Though Gabe already had an idea what or rather who was going to be the main topic.

“Sorry but that is between Sara and me. Now, if you will excuse me.” She got up from the couch and headed for the door. “Whoa, where are you going?” Faith didn’t answer him, instead she continued out the door and into the stairwell. Gabe followed close behind. They climbed up to the next level of the building and entered through the door.

The moment they stepped into the room, bright fluorescent lights automatically turned on, and illuminated the large room. Faith left an awestruck Gabriel standing in the doorway while she disappeared into another room to change. Gabe’s eyes wondered around the open room. Large mirrors lined the opposite wall, white floor mats, and wall paddings. A wooden dummy, punching bags, weight sets all organized in their appropriate places, and just about all the equipment needed to make even a five star gym jealous. Not to mention every weapon imaginable displayed on the walls.

Faith returned to the room dressed in a black fitted tank top and sweatpants. Her blonde mane held together in a ponytail. She found Gabe studying one of the many weapons in the room. A mischievous grin formed across her lips. Quietly, she sneaked up behind him. She tapped him on the shoulder, startling, and taking him off guard. By the time Gabe could register what was happening, he found himself laying flat against the matted floor. Though he had hit the mat quite hard, pain was the last thing he was feeling.

And he was sure if Faith continued to straddle over him as she was doing now, she was going to be feeling something very soon.

“You know there are other ways you could have persuaded me to get me on my back besides sneaking up and jumping me. Do not get me wrong. I am not complaining or anything,” he gazed down appreciatively at their current position, “But I could do without the pain.”

Faith started to giggle, “Sorry Angel I just couldn’t resist.”

Without warning, Gabe wrapped an arm around Faith and shifted his weight. He rolled them over, this time he was the one on top while she laid flat on her back. Faith stared up surprisingly at Gabe. “Hm, what other tricks do you have up your sleeves, Angel?” He wiggled his eyebrows and lowered his head.

Faith reluctantly pulled away from Gabriel’s kiss the need for air superceded the desire to continue the delicious exploration of his mouth. “You know this wasn’t exactly what I had in mind when I decided to come up her and work off some frustration.” Faith informed rather breathlessly. Gabe grinned, “If that was all you had wanted to do, I could certainly help you with that. I know many techniques that can help…release some of that frustration.”

“Hm, I bet you do,” Faith revealed in the sweet sensation her Angel was bestowing upon her. Even though she wanted nothing more then to simply let go and be with Gabriel now was not the time. Though she hated to do this, she knew it was needed, for now. “Angel…”

Gabe was too busy concentrating on kissing and nipping on her neck to have heard Faith.

“Angel?” She tried again.

“Mmm…” he had managed to say as he moved lower down her neck.

“Angel,” she rested her hands against his chest and pushed, shifting her weight so that she was now on top again, “We have to stop.”

A bit stunned he looked up at her, disappointed, “What? Don’t you want to….” She placed a finger on top of his lips. “It is not that I don’t want to, I do actually. It’s just that now is not the right time. Do you understand, Angel?”

Gabe lay there disappointed and frustrated yet he understood. Faith was right they had to stop before things got out of hand. At least her words had given him some reassurance that he wasn’t the only one wanting to move their relationship up to the next level. “Yeah,” he reached up to caress her cheek, “I understand, Faith.”

Faith smiled down and kissed the inside of his palm. She quickly got up to her feet and extended her hand out to help him up from the floor. Gabe may have said he understood but it was clear that his body was saying otherwise. Faith grinned as her brows shot up. Gabe looked down and shyly smiled, “Hey you can hardly blame me.”

With one last kiss Faith said, “I take full responsibility, Angel. Now get out of her so I can workout alone.”

Gabe smiled, “You work out your frustration your way and I’ll do it mine.”

“Oh,” she responded a bit excitedly, “How will you do that?”

He winked and started to walk away. “I’ll be drowning mine in cold water.” Just as he was about to exit through the doorway, Faith called out to him.

“Angel, do me a favor. If Sara is ready for out discussion, send her up.”

Worried Gabe turned around and said, “Look Faith about this ‘discussion’ you have with Sara…” His voice filled with concern. He still did not like the idea of leaving the two women alone, unsupervised. Who knows what would happen between them.

“Angel do you trust me?” She cut him off before he could protest even further.

“Yes,” he answered.

“Then you have nothing to worry about because all I want from Sara is some answers.” Gabe sighed and acquiescently nodded his head.

~*~

Having gone as far as to shed her leather jacket and boots, Sara had decided to prolong her shower and made a detour for the huge bed. However, exhausted as she may be, sleep had once again eluded her. Restlessly, she tossed and turned and yet no matter how hard she tried she could not fall asleep. She glared down at the dormant bracelet on her wrist. And as much as she’d like to place the blame on the not so inanimate object for her lack of rest, she knew the real reason why she could not sleep.

“Ian,” she whispered. Releasing a sigh, Sara sat up and leaned against the headboard, knees drawn up to her chest. She reached up to caress the ring that still hung around her neck, “Where are you?” She hung her head half disappointed and half annoyed that she had no answers. That was until a faint voice said, “Follow me.” She looked up and scanned the dark room. “What?” Sara called out. Was someone else in the room with her?

“ Follow me, Wielder. I will guide you to your protector.”

Sara looked down at her wrist to see the blade dormant and dull as ever. It wasn’t the blade urging her on it was the ring. The luminescent ring she held between her fingers. Sara stared down at it in shock. She could actually feel fingers wrapping around her wrist, and the sensation of It tugging on her arm. “ Come on, Sara. Follow me.”

No use in delaying the inevitable Sara got out of bed and obediently followed. The ring guided her out of the room, down the hall, and stopped in front of a closed door. “In here, Sara.” The faint voice whispered and the light hue from the ring disappeared as she reached for the knob.

“What is in here?” She asked aloud, yet the voice did not answer her this time. The possibility of what was behind the door made Sara’s heart beat faster. Would her dream from earlier this morning turn into reality? Could he be here lying on the bed sound asleep, waiting for her? There was only one way to find out. Sara took a deep breath and exhaled before quietly turning the knob.

The soft light from the hallway stretched through as she silently opened the door. For a brief moment, Sara simply stood in the doorway, unsure if she should proceed. Finally making her decision, Sara stepped over the threshold and walked further into the room. There was just enough light to make out the bed in front of her and the lamp that rested on the nightstand.

She made her way over to the nightstand and reached out for the lamp switch. Before turning it on, Sara took another breath and closed her eyes. A soft click echoed into the room as she turned on the light. Slowly she started to open her eyes only to find the bed empty. Disappointed that what she had hoped for was not there.

The sound of the front door alerted her and quickly she exited the empty room. Just as she was closing the door Gabe appeared in the hallway. He spotted Sara, and immediately his eyes started darting between her and the door behind her. “Hey,” he nervously greeted, “I thought you’d be taking a shower or sleeping. What’s up?”

The uneasiness in his voice gave Sara a feeling that something was not right. She narrowed her eyes on Gabe. Shrugging her shoulders, “Didn’t feel like doing both right now. So, I decided to take a little tour of the place. What are you up to?” Crossing her arms, Sara waited for an answer.

He started to explain, “I was, um, just upstairs,” pointing over his shoulder, “Talking with…Faith.” Sara nodded her head, though she had noticed that Gabe’s eyes, though subtle, continuously glanced over to the room behind her.

She followed his gaze over her shoulder and asked coolly, “So, who is staying in there?”

Gabe stared at her confusingly. Wasn’t she just in there moments ago? Didn’t she know? Then it hit him, perhaps she didn’t. Perhaps Ian was not in the room when she entered. Then where the hell could he be? Maybe this was the perfect opportunity to tell Sara everything. ‘On second thought maybe I shouldn’t,’ he thought. If he did tell Sara, then that meant a confrontation with one pissed off blonde haired woman. Not something, that he was looking forward to. He was use to Sara’s outrage but Faith was different. He had yet to test the limits he could take with her. And Gabe was not about to take that test anytime soon.

“You mean that room over there?” He pointed over her shoulder. Sara nodded her head.

“Oh, ah, that um…would be me.” Sara’s brow shot up, not quite believing him. “Yeah, I’m staying in that room.”

“Really?”

“Mmhmm,” Gabe vehemently nodded his head.

“Well in that case can I come in for a few minutes?”

Shit. Gabe’s mind started working over time, trying to think of a good reason to reject Sara’s request. He made his way to the door, positioning himself between Sara and what was behind door number one. “Actually, Chief I was going to jump in the shower right now.” Gabe could only hope that was enough of an excuse to thwart Sara’s need to come into the room. “I’m sure you could spare a few minutes, Gabe.”

‘Damn,’ he thought. “Well I could but…um…I don’t know about Faith.”

Sara’s brows scrunched up, “What do you mean?”

“She’s waiting for you. Said that if you’re ready to have those questions answered that I should go ahead and take you upstairs.” Gabe held his breath, waiting to see what Sara was going to do next because he was quickly running out of ways to keep her from entering the room.

“Okay, let’s go.” She finally said.

He let out a sigh of relief and happily started to guide Sara to the training room where Faith waited. Sara looked over her shoulder once more to the closed room. Something was off, Sara could feel it, and she did not need the blade to tell her that. Yet, the need for answers overwhelmed her curiosity about the mysterious room the ring had guided her to.

After ushering Sara to the training room, Gabe headed back downstairs, ready to take that shower. Just as he was about to close the door, a voice called out to him, “Gabriel?”

Gabe jumped at the unexpected presence standing behind him. “Man, you scared the shit out of me.”

“It was not my intention,” Ian apologized.

Gabe shook his head, trying to calm his racing heartbeat. He eyed Ian, “What are you doing out of bed? Faith would kill you if she seen you out here.”

“Was that the person you were talking to just outside my room?” Ian asked, recalling the muffled voices he heard earlier.

Gabe began to stammer for an explanation, “Uh…y…yeah, that was us.”

“When did she return?”

“Oh, um, not too long ago.”

“Where is Faith? I need to speak with her.”

‘Not before Sara does,’ Gabe mused. He started biting his nails nervously. He may have been able to thwart of Sara earlier but he wasn’t so sure he could do the same with Ian. Ian spoke again when Gabe took a bit too much time to answer, “Where is she, Gabriel?”

“Uh well funny thing you should ask….”

~*~

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