Chapter twenty-nine -- Witchblade Karma

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Date Posted: 22:27:16 11/03/02 Sun
Author: Spin
Subject: Chapter twenty-nine
In reply to: Spin 's message, "Revelation" on 22:34:06 05/20/02 Mon

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Sara didn�t know where to start. Maybe she did but just couldn�t bring herself to admit that she really cared for her stalker. It had been so hard to let anyone in her life. What was the point really? In the end she would lose them to death. �Life was cruel� Sara thought. First she�s given time to care; to love then without warning everything is drastically taken from her, leaving her alone once again. First her father was taken away while she was still young. Then while the harsh life of reality moved on Maria was taken too. And not weeks after her death her partner, Danny, was killed before her eyes.

�Oh God, why does this keep happening to me� She thought. With her father and Maria there was nothing really she could have done; she wasn�t there. But with Danny she was. She stood helpless as his life drained before her eyes. How she pleaded for him to hold on and how his last words were to tell his wife he was sorry.

Sara looked up to stare at Danny. Tears threatening to fall from her eyes. This wasn�t exactly how she wanted him to be in her life. Not some ghostly guide standing in her living room. She wanted him alive, living, breathing, being his wise ass self (though even in death that didn�t change much). If there had been a way to save him that day she would have. Sara would have done anything. Much how she had tried with John during his kidnapping. Her heart constricted at the thought of her lover�s cold body on the floor of that warehouse. She had done everything she could to save him too. But in the end both were killed and in both times she was helpless to just watch them die.

�Not this time.� She thought. �Ian Nottingham isn�t going to die because of me.�

Perhaps the feelings she held inside, the affections she warden off, had seeped through the tiny cracks in the wall that surrounded her heart. If there were a way to protect Ian Nottingham then she would gladly take it. Unlike Danny or John there was something she could do to save him from death. She had an advantage this time and she was going to take it. If it meant she had to accomplish the task with pain and heartache then so be it. Believe it or not, Ian Nottingham wasn�t the only person hurting.

Danny, with his hands hidden deep inside the pockets of his coat, leaned back against the wall. Patiently waiting for Sara to explain her reasons why. He had about given up when Sara hadn�t uttered a word for who knows how long. Until finally her voice broke through the silence in the loft.

�Remember the accident at the Midtown Museum? You asking me if I had seen anyone else there before the explosion?� Danny nodded his head.

�Well it was Nottingham but I�m sure you know that now.� Sara paused but made no motion that she was going to stop. �I was admiring the Witchblade when he had sneaked up behind me. I caught his reflection on the glass casing and on instinct I whirled around and pointed my gun at him.� Sara could actually smile about it now.

�Talk about first impressions, huh. Danny the man didn�t even flinch or made an attempt to move away. He just stood there, with a gun in his face, flashed this smile, mumbled something, and left. Just like that; like it was nothing.�

�The second time we meet he was this cocky bastard who, appeared out of nowhere, had the audacity to come up to me in a dark alley sprouting one of many cryptic bullshit which I�ve learned is part of his charming traits. Over the course of time he would pop out of shadows, drop a riddle or two, then disappear the same way he had when he showed up.�

�You mean like me, but I�m more cool in my entrances and exits, right?� Danny smirked.

�No offense Danny but you�re dead. You have an excuse.�

�None taken but I still think I�m cooler though.� Sara shook her head and grinned.

�But Notti�Ian doesn�t. He was trained to be the way he is. Here�s this bad ass assassin who could catch bullets with his hands, leap off building rooftops only to land gracefully like some oversized feline, and become invisible whenever he wanted too. I had always thought Ian Nottingham was invincible. That nothing could harm him let alone touch him. That is until tonight. What I saw in my visions while stuck in that elevator will haunt me probably for the rest of my life. Every time I see him I would wonder is he hurt? If he is, am I the reason why he�s battered or bruised? I don�t want to wonder or think about it. My life is hectic enough with the blade.�

�But I thought you hated Ian?�

�I thought I did too. Besides the obvious fact that he�s associated with Irons I don�t think I ever hated him personally.�

�How do you mean?�

�Danny you know me. I like being in control. Besides this�� Sara holds up her arm to show off the dormant bracelet. �Ian Nottingham is a constant reminder that I don�t have any control.�

� �Don�t worry you had none to being with.��

�Every time he would show up out of nowhere I just felt like he was taking what little control I had left over my life. And I was angry at myself for losing it and more angry at him for taking it.�

�So what changed your mind about him?�

�This�� Sara tapped at the bracelet. ��opened up my eyes.�

Danny smiled. �Wished it had opened up your heart too. Or maybe it did and you�re till fighting it.� He thought but instead said.

�Sara I don�t think you should shut Ian out, not now. He needs you as much you need him.� Danny pleaded.

�Its best for the both of us. He doesn�t need me and I don�t need him.� Even after the words left her lips Sara still held doubts but she wasn�t about to tell Danny that.

�Are you sure it�s the right thing to do?� He asked.

�Danny, I didn�t have the chance to save you or John. And if I did you know damn well I�d do whatever it took to keep you two safe. I have that chance now for Ian. I�m not going to past that up.� She lowered her head. There it was finally said. She was being a bitch to Ian because she wanted to protect him from Irons and maybe even from her.

Sara squinted her eyes against the lights. The power was finally back on. She wondered around the loft extinguishing the candles she had lit. As she walked around the apartment Danny had moved from the wall near the fire escape window over to the top of the stairs that lead down to her front door.

�That�s it?�

She walked over to him and crossed her arms. �You wanted an explanation and I gave it to you. What else do you want me to say?�

�You never answered my question, Sara.� Danny�s voice sounded serious and held no hint of amusement.

�Which is?� She raised her eyebrows, a flash of irritation in her eyes.

�Are you sure pushing Ian away, shutting him out was the right thing to do?�

Sara lowered her head. Was it right? She weighed her answer. Her mind said yes but her heart was saying something else. Sara was too tired to think, all she had wanted to do was get some sleep. She didn�t want to talk any more. Her eyes began to wonder until she caught sight of a silver ring left on the banister. She picked it up and immediately knew it was Ian�s ring. She eyed it between her fingers. Instead of answering Danny�s question Sara avoided it all together. She just wasn�t sure.

�Ian forgot his ring again.�

Danny wasn�t upset that she didn�t answer. Actually he was hoping she didn�t. It was one of the many shoves he was planning on. At least this way it got her to start thinking more.

�Just wished she would hurry up and past that stubborn streak of hers.� He thought.

Danny also knew for a fact Ian didn�t forget his ring. �No, he didn�t forget it. He left it on purpose this time. Probably wanted to leave a little something of himself behind.�

�Why?� Sara looked up but Danny was already gone. She sighed and made her way around the loft turning off the lights and headed for bed. After slipping under the covers Sara stared at the ring she placed on the nightstand. �Why would Ian leave behind something that was so important to him?� A dreaded feeling washed over Sara as she lies there in bed. She quickly pushed the feeling aside and closed her eyes.

~*~

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