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Date Posted: 01:38:13 05/21/02 Tue
Author: Spin
Subject: Chapter six (final)
In reply to: Spin 's message, "Returning home" on 01:24:48 05/21/02 Tue

Suddenly his taste seemed to be different, the passion was no longer there. Even the feel of him was beginning to change. Sara opened her eyes to find herself back in her apartment, on her bed, and kissing someone not Ian. She pulled back to see Irish eyes looking back at her.

“Morning, baby” John’s sleepy Irish voice pulled Sara back into reality.

Sara looked over to her alarm clock; it was 5:45 A.M. She needed to get ready for work. What she really needed was a cold shower and a moment to get her bearings. The dream was too real for her liking. It left her confused, unsettled, and far more, wanting.

“Is something wrong, Sara?” She didn’t want John to see the disappointment in her eyes. She decided to cover it up. “I just have to get ready for work or Jake will have my head for being late again.” She said with a weak smile. Before he could protest to her leaving Sara was already out of bed and headed for the bathroom. Firmly closing the door behind her, closing her eyes she leaned her forehead against the door. ‘Just breath’ opening her eyes she stared at the closed door.

With a sigh Sara hurriedly undressed and hopped under the cold sprays of water.
She raised her fingers, lightly touching her lips. Those same lips that kissed Ian in her dream, those same lips that still tingled from *his* not John’s kiss. Warmth suddenly hit her; she couldn’t understand why she didn’t see it, why she hadn’t felt it on her earlier. The Witchblade was back on her wrist. “But how?”

Then Ian’s voice ran in her mind.

“The Witchblade is pleased that is has been returned to it’s rightful owner.” Ian placing the blade backs on her wrist.

“Like the Witchblade, I am back were I belong.’

Sara couldn’t take this anymore, she needed some answers soon and there was only one person who could tell her.

“So where the hell is Ian Nottingham?”

Fin?
~*~

A/N: I plan on continuing this tale in a sequel. However, my muses are playing tricks on me so it will take a while. Fear not I do have a few chapters written but I want a firm hold on the story before I post so it doesn’t wonder away again. Thanks!!

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