Chapter two -- Witchblade Karma

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Date Posted: 01:27:12 05/21/02 Tue
Author: Spin
Subject: Chapter two
In reply to: Spin 's message, "Returning home" on 01:24:48 05/21/02 Tue

Sara looked over her shoulder making sure John was still asleep. She didn�t want to explain about Danny. It was bad enough she was awake in the middle of the night talking to her dead partner, but to be awake and insane was another thing.

�I want know why half the time I�m thinking about Nottingham?� For the past two days he was all she could think about. She had even dreamt about him.

�Its pretty obvious you care about the man, Pez.� The corners of his mouth slightly rose trying hard not to smile.

Sara quirk her eyebrows at Danny

�Danny, I can�t stand the guy. Always lurking around in the shadows, following me everywhere I go, speaking in riddles, and shit. Which by the way is annoying� Sara dejected a finger at Danny as she spoke those last words. Danny couldn�t help but smile.

�And you think I care about the guy!�

�You forgot to add that you become a bitch every time he�s around.�

Sara�s jaw dropped and her eyes narrowed on Danny. She would have kicked his ass if he weren�t already dead. About to protest, �I do not��

Danny interrupted before she could finish. �Oh don�t try to deny it, Pez�

�Every time he�s around you get all defensive. He practically cringes every time you open your mouth. You know your little assassin has feelings too.�

�First of all he�s not mine and secondly he has no feelings, Danny. The man is a hired killer and not to mention Kenneth Irons� lapdog.�

She tried to continue but Danny raised a hand to stop her from saying any more.

�Sara,�

�Uh-oh he used my name� By using her first name Sara knew Danny was either fed up with her or what ever he was going say was important enough to grab her attention.

Sara stood there and listened. �I think its time you know more about Ian Nottingham before making any judgments. Remember every thing is not as it seems.�

This was too much for Sara to take. Sitting back down on the bed, she buried her face in her hands. �She didn�t want to get to know Nottingham� �or did she?

�Distance tests the endurance of a horse; time revels a man�s character.�

�What the hell is that suppose to mean?� Sara muttered.

�Danny!?�

He was already gone when she finally looked up. That was the other annoying thing. What is it with these guys, appearing out of nowhere, with their mystic mumbo jumbo, and disappearing acts?

�It�s funny how Danny and Nottingham actually had some thing in common.�

Sara looked down at her clasped hands; her eyes widen realizing she didn�t have the Witchblade. Sara remembers leaving the warehouse, but without the blade. She was so out of it she really didn�t think about getting it back from that Fiona woman. All she cared about was saving John and getting out alive.

�So how the hell was it possible to still see Danny?�

�Its official I�m crazy� Sara thought to herself.

No Witchblade yet still able to communicate with Danny? �Confusion tolerance my ass�
She needed to get some sleep. Sara sighed as she looked over to her alarm clock 1:30 A.M. �Great not only am I crazy, I only have a few hours of sleep left before I have to get to work�. Maybe this time since losing the Witchblade she could get a few decent hours of sleep. No more haunting dreams or visions. Sara leaned back onto her pillow.

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Chapter three -- Spin, 01:28:33 05/21/02 Tue