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Date Posted: 17:52:36 01/23/04 Fri
Author: Spin
Subject: Chapter Seventy-four (pt2)
In reply to: Spin 's message, "Revelation" on 17:47:06 01/23/04 Fri

Sara stared at Faith, “Why does it matter so much to you?” she wondered.

“Because Sara,” Faith walked away from the window to stand in front of her. “His happiness means the world to me and that I ….”

“Love him,” Sara finished for her.

Faith smiled and nodded her head, “Yes.”

Sara’s brows furrowed, “Does he, um, feel the same way?” There was no disguising the hint of pain and sadness in Sara’s voice. Without hesitation Faith replied, “Yes he does.”
“I…I see,” Sara hung her head, remorseful and hurt.

Both women stood silently in front of each other. Faith tried to study Sara’s reaction but she was having trouble gauging what the other must be thinking. Sara avoided making any type of eye contact, not wanting Faith to see the tears that were blurring her vision.

“Sara?” Faith called to her.

Sara shook her head, and her voice started to crack, “I, uh, I think its great.”

“Sara?” she said again, trying to gain the woman’s attention.

Sara didn’t here Faith and continued to speak, “I’m sure you two will be happy together.”

“Sara?” She sighed. “Look,” Faith continued wanting to set things straight before things got out of hand, “I think you might have misunderstood what I meant when I said I love him.”

Sara’s head snapped up, here eyes blurry from tears, “What is there to misunderstand? You’re in love with Ian and like you said he feels the same way, right?” Thinking about Ian in love with someone else was hard to accept and to say it aloud was painful.
‘Why am I hurting so much?’ Sara thought.

“Because you’re in love with him, Sara.” There was no denying whom the ethereal voice belonged too. She glanced down at the bracelet. A chuckle escaped Faith’s lips, catching Sara’s attention. “What?”

Faith nodded her head towards the blade, “What is she telling you?”

Sara just shook her head, unwilling to answer, unwilling to admit to both woman and sentient jewelry about her true feelings.

She narrowed her eyes on Faith, “What’s so funny?”

Faith shook her head, “The old man was right.”

“Who?”

“Lazar,” Faith waved her hand, “Don’t worry you’ll meet him sooner or later.”

“Okay,” Sara’s brows furrowed in confusion, “What was he right about?”

“Everything obviously,” Faith snickered, “He was telling me how you and I have much in common.”

It was Sara’s turn to snicker, “I don’t see it.”

“Believe me neither did I up until now.” She let out a long sigh, “Though now I see what he means.” Faith moved closer and stared into Sara’s eyes. “Don’t be afraid to love, Sara. Don’t let that fear stand in the way.”

“What are you….” Sara began to say but quickly stopped. She let out a heavy sigh. Why should she continue to kid herself? Finally, she decided it was time to be honest not only to Faith but especially with herself. Vehemently she shook her head, “He’s in love with you, not me. He probably hates me and I cannot blame him. Especially, what happened that last night.”

Here was an opportunity to find out what happened but seeing how vulnerable Sara was at that moment Faith did not pursue in her original intent. Instead, she softly spoke, “I never said he was in love with me or I to him.” That caught Sara’s attention. Faith continued, “The love between us is the kind of love a brother and a sister would share.”

Faith smiled as Sara’s brows shot up in surprise. “You and Ian are…”

“Siblings? Sort of.”

“What do you mean?”

“Ian is not of my blood. He came into my…family when he was only five years old. We grew up together.”

“I never knew Ian had any family,” Sara snorted, “Then again I don’t know anything about him.”

“Unfortunately, Ian doesn’t know much about his past, let alone where he came from. My… father,” Faith spat out the word, “Kept that information to himself amongst other things.”

As she carefully listened, Sara started to put the pieces together. Sara keenly stared at Faith, only now noticing the resemblance. Faith watched as the realization settled in Sara’s eyes. “You…you’re Kenneth Irons’ daughter.” Sara stated rather then questioned.

Faith, already predicting this was going to happen, sighed and confirmed by saying, “Yes.”

“I just can’t believe it. I….”

Faith raised her hands to stop Sara from saying any more. “Look before you run me through with the Witchblade and condemn me for being Irons’ daughter just remember. I stand before you unarmed. I’ve brought you here in the sanction of my home, and risked my life to save yours. I am a person you can trust. And if you think I hold any love for may father, you’re wrong. I have as much hatred for that man as you do.”

Sara pursed her lips together and nodded her head. “Are you done?” Tentatively Faith nodded her head. “As I was going to say, I had figured out as much. I just wasn’t too sure up until now.”

Surprised, Faith responded, “What?”

“Hey don’t look so surprised. I am a detective you know.”

Faith grinned, “My apologies for assuming…detective.” Sara nodded in acceptance. And, before their eyes, as they stood there a form of camaraderie fell before them.

After a few comfortable moments, it was Faith who spoke first, “You know, you still haven’t answered my question, Sara and I’m sure I’ve already answered some of your questions.”

Sara sighed, turned away from Faith, and walked towards the window. “It’s hard to explain and you wouldn’t understand any way.”

Faith sadly smiled, “Oh but I would, Sara. You’d be surprise.”

“Would you believe me when I say that all the spiteful words, the attitude, and anger I felt towards Ian was just a way of protecting not only me but him too?” Sara didn’t wait for an answer and continued, “It’s just not safe to be around me.”

“How so, Sara?”

…People around you keep dying. Why is that?…

Sara closed her eyes, Orlinsky’s remark echoed in her mind. “Everyone I’ve cared about are gone, dead.”

“And you think by keeping Ian at a distance, you’re keeping him safe? Keeping him from that morbid fate?” Sara nodded her head.

“He would be better off without me, Faith.”

Faith grinned and started shaking her head.

“That’s not true, Sara.”

She whirled around on Faith, tears running down her face. “Yes it is! He would be safer without me. At least Irons won’t…”

“Won’t what, Sara?”

“Do you know what this thing showed me?” Sara raised her arm, flashing the blade at Faith, “It showed me visions of Ian being abused by Irons.”

“And you believe that Ian’s punishments were all you’re fault?” Sara lowered her head. “Sara you cannot blame yourself over things you have no control over.”

“If Ian had left me alone, stayed away from me then Irons wouldn’t have,” Sara paused, remembering the beatings Ian endured, “To have punished Ian the way he did.”

Faith rolled her eyes and snorted, “You never strike as the type to be so…self-centered, Sara.”

“Excuse me?” Sara snapped.

“What? Just because you’re the wielder of the Witchblade you think everything is your fault, that you’re the one to blame.” Faith hesitantly turned around, and lifted her shirt, exposing her scarred back. “Then I suppose I should blame you for these too.”

“Oh my God,” Sara covered her mouth in shock. She reached forward but quickly pulled her hand back, “What…how…” Sara was having difficulty finding the words. Faith lowered her shirt and turned back to Sara. “I refused him once, and paid dearly for it.”

“How…how could you let him do that to you?”

“It was never a question of letting him do this to me or Ian, it was his right.”

“Right? He had no right! What that bastard did to you and Ian was wrong.”

Faith shook her head, “You need to understand our upbringing was different compared to yours, Sara. We were raised differently, taught differently, and lead to believe differently. If we failed in our master’s eyes, it was only fitting to punish us for it. Punishments we wholeheartedly accepted.”

Sara shook her head, unable to accept what Faith was telling her. “Why are you telling me this?”

Faith shrugged her shoulders, “So you have a better understanding and that you don’t continue to think Ian is some mindless, submissive slave you believe him to be. He’s not, at least not any more that is. This was just our way. But that’s all changed especially since he has met you, Sara. Instead of thinking that you’re responsible for those punishments, start believing that you’re the reason why he’s rebelling against it. You gave him the strength, the will to live.”

Sara vehemently disagreed, “The only thing I’ve ever given him was animosity, hatred,” she turned away from Faith, hiding the tears streaming down her face, “And pain.” She clutched his ring in her hand, recalling how he had left it behind after she had cast him away.

“Stop making excuses, Sara. Don’t be afraid to love him back.” Faith pleaded.

“How could he even possibly want me after everything I’ve done?”

“Because he loves you and will always love you.” Sara gasped as she heard his voice. Both women turned to see Ian standing near the door, Gabriel just behind him. Ian started making his way towards them. First stopping in front of Faith and quietly whispered, “We’ll discuss this later.” Faith nodded her head in reply and started for the door where Gabe stood waiting.

“Faith I’m sorry. I tried but he…”

“It’s okay, Angel.”

“You know he’s really pissed at you.”

Faith looked over her shoulder and smiled, “I know, Angel. Come on let’s give them some much deserved privacy.”

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