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Date Posted: 22:21:15 06/20/03 Fri
Author: Spin
Subject: Smell of Desire
In reply to: Spin 's message, "Smell of Desire" on 05:08:13 03/24/03 Mon

A/N: Sorry for the long wait RL and getting sick kind of scared off my muse for a bit. I’m back and I hope you enjoy my lil offer. Please review. =)
~*~


The booming sounds of music and the bustle of club scene were hushed away as the door behind Vicky slowly closed. Quickly transporting her into the world of the ‘Ladies Room’. The boisterous clamor of women filled the surprisingly large and immaculate room. In the corner were two old women as attendants and their little counter of the much need emergency cosmetics, perfumes, and other feminine products. In addition, the little tin carton where tips were welcomed. Along the wall was a row of full-length mirrors, highly essential for any women’s restroom. Marble counter tops, stainless steel sinks, and of course more mirrors. Unfortunately, as great as this restroom was there was still not enough stalls for everyone. A line of women was formed against the wall. “Well can’t have everything.” Vicky mused as she nodded her approval.

Vicky continued to survey the room for her missing friend. She turned her head to the right towards the other end of the room to eye a black leather couch. There on one of them was Sara, her head held in her hands. On the other were a couple of other women. One of them was bawling her eyes out while her friend, Vicky assumed, tried to console the weeping women. As she maneuvered around to get to Sara, Vicky accidentally bumped into a rather tall and beautiful woman. “Excuse me, sorry.” Vicky apologized.

“No problem sweetie.” The tall woman replied in a rather low voice as she moved on. Vicky stopped in her tracks and looked back at the woman. Immediately looking at her, or more appropriately, at his adam's apple. Vicky shook her head as she watched with envy, “I swear some men should be shoot to look that good in a dress.” She sighed and headed for the couch.

Vicky wedged herself into the space between the weeping woman and Sara. As she sat down part of the conversation with the crying woman was over heard, “I…can’t…. believe…it….” The woman’s voice broke in between sobs, “I’m…so stupid.” She let out before breaking into another long cry. Vicky turned her back at the two women and stared at Sara, who still did not register her presence.

“What the hell I’m a I doing,” Sara spoke aloud.

“That’s what I would like to know,” Vicky added.

Sara snapped her head up to see Vicky sitting next to her though she was not surprise to see her there. It was only a matter of time before the woman hunted her down. Sara often wondered why her friend was a medical examiner rather then a detective. The woman had the mind and determination for it. “Vick?” she finally said.

“Pezzz….” Vicky drawn out her name expecting Sara to fill in the blanks.

Sara let out a long breath and leaned back into the couch, her head resting on the armrest, her hands fidgeting on her lap. “What happened back there? I mean one minute you and Ian were about to kiss then the next I see you rushing off to the ladies room like you were on fire or something.” Vicky laid a gentle hand on Sara’s shoulder; “You know it looks more like you were running away from him.”

“Vick! We almost kissed! *I* almost kissed him.” Sara exclaimed.

“And that’s a bad thing?” Vicky stared at Sara as if she was insane. Who would not want to kiss that gorgeous hunk?

“You wouldn’t get it, Vick. Everything is just moving too fast.” Sara sighed as she leaned back into the couch. Her eyes were staring up at the ceiling now. “I almost kissed him. I cannot believe it. It has to be the alcohol.” She mumbled to herself.

“First of all you can’t blame the alcohol. Secondly, how are things moving too fast? How long have you known the guy?”

“About a year now,” Sara answered. Has it really been that long? Sara wondered.

“A year? Pez, I have known you to be with guys you have only been with for a few weeks. Let alone a whole year.” Sara scowled at Vicky’s comment then rolled her eyes only to realize it was true. Then there was Daniel but Vicky knew better then to bring that painful memory up. “Don’t really see how things are moving fast here, Pez. Now the only thing I don’t understand is why you won’t let this guy in. Its pretty obvious you like the guy or else you wouldn’t have been jealous earlier.”

“I was not jealous…” Sara was about to protest until Vicky raised her eyebrows daring her to prove her wrong. “…That much.” She added.

“And its obvious he likes you too.”

…. I love you, in unguarded moments….

Sara blinked back the small vision of Ian sitting on her filing cabinet in her office. His eyes were pleading with hers, his voice begging her to understand, to accept his small profession of love. She shook her head, ‘That never happened,’ she thought.

“Sara,” Vicky’s voice broke through her thoughts, “Stop running away. Give Ian a chance. Or you might regret it later and it would be too late.”

The blade decided to push Sara into another vision, a very unpleasant one. She watched as Ian stood in the middle of an abandoned warehouse, gunned down by a bunch of men. ‘I’m saying good-bye, Sara.’ His lifeless body lying on the cold concrete floor. Blood seeping out of his body and pooling around him. Another image of Ian taking an arrow in the chest, through his heart. His body, once again, lifeless on the cold concrete floor. Both times, he risked his life to save hers. Yet, the first image, like the profession of love, never happened. Right? The blade heated up before returning to its dormant state.

“Your friend is right you know.” Sara blinked back the tears that threatened to fall. She willed them away as a voice broke through. It wasn’t Vicky’s voice but someone else. Sara lifted her head to stare at the woman that had been sobbing earlier. “You don’t want to wait too long before you realize what you missed out.” The woman had stopped crying but her eyes were puffy and her nose was red. She sniffed and wiped the tears that still rolled down her cheek, “That’s what happened to me. I waited too long to realize that the guy I was in love with was standing in front of me the whole time. Erik waited for me for so long and I was too stubborn and scared to give him a chance. Now, that I’m ready its too late. He found someone else.”

Vicky quickly grabbed more tissues off the nearby table and handed them to the woman who started crying again. She handed the box of tissues to the friend and looked at the woman with a sad expression. Vicky shook her head and turned to Sara, “Look Pez, like I’ve told you before just let things flow. If it was meant to happen then it will. If not, then at least you know, right?. But you can’t really know if you don’t give it a shot.”

The visions, Vicky’s words of wisdom, and the poor woman’s advice got Sara thinking. She nodded her head, “You’re right Vick, thanks.” She gave her friend a reassuring smile. “Hey that’s what I’m here for.” Vicky said as she shot up from her seat. Sara stood up, leaned forward to the other woman, and said, “Thank you.” The woman nodded her head, “Uh huh…whaaaa….” She wailed into her tissues. Sara didn’t know what else to say so she let left the women alone.

Sara followed behind Vicky then at the last minute stopped. Vicky turned around and sighed, “Now what’s the matter?” Vicky questioned.

“Vick, I can’t I have to go.” Sara said.

“Oh, no, you don’t. You’re not backing down now, woman!” Vicky reached for Sara’s arm, which she quickly averted. “No, you don’t understand…” Sara tried to add to only to be cut off.

“Don’t give me that ‘I don’t understand’ crap. Stop being a baby and go out there. You cannot hide in here forever, Pez. Hence you can’t hide away from him….”

“VICKY!” Sara yelled, stopping Vicky in mid-sentence.

“What?!”

“I mean I have to go. As in go and use the toilet.” Sara pointed over her shoulder to the short line of women waiting for the stalls.

Vicky sheepishly smiled, “Oh I see. Ha. Sorry. I’ll just go outside then.” Vicky informed.

“Yeah that would be good. Besides I bet Lee is feeling a bit lonely out there.”

“Oh my God, I forgot about Lee. Later Pez.” Vicky rushed out of the room but not before making a little stop to check herself in the mirror. Sara shook her head and made her way to the back of the line. Giving her time to think about what to do with Ian.

~*~

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