Chap 8 -- My Master's Dragon (Part A) -- Witchblade Karma

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Date Posted: 22:21:38 08/25/02 Sun
Author: wormie
Subject: Chap 8 -- My Master's Dragon (Part A)
In reply to: wormie 's message, "A Complex Genesis" on 20:48:06 05/20/02 Mon

A/N: I promised a long chapter...first, my muses decided to "tinker" with what I had and I haven't been feeling well the last couple of days..but I did promise...so I hope a little is better than nothing. ;)

Thanks for your support, everyone & I'll try to get the rest of this chap up within the week.

disclaimers & such were posted way back in CH 1

Big thanks, as usual, to Jessica, my beta-reader...any mistakes are mine =) I will take a moment to also thank Schnee who, many moons ago, posted the fanfic challenge that put this idea in my head in the first place. =)

Chapter 8 My Master's Dragon
Sara sat back on the couch, mug in hand. Three hours of conversation with Navarro the previous night gave Sara plenty to think about over her morning coffee. Sara had learned more about the Witchblade and Kenneth Irons during that chat than she had in all the months of owning the thing. Even still, her real questions weren't answered since Navarro had Nottingham's infuriating tendency to avoid direct questions. Why was she chosen to wield this thing? How was she 'connected' to Irons? What did Irons want with her blood? And Nottingham...what could possibly be freaking him out?

And, then, of course, there was this whole business with the White Bulls. Already, Gabriel had almost died. Navarro could take of herself and her son, but Sara did not want to put the baby in danger. Sara didn't want to run. It wasn't her style. Her father started this fight and she was going to end it. She just wasn't sure how.

"Morning, chief."

Sara looked over her shoulder at Gabriel. "Hey. Morning. How are you feeling?"

"Better." He shrugged coming around to sit next to her. "Still a little sore."

"There's coffee in the kitchen."

"Maybe later." He grinned. "I want to say you're looking better this morning, but you don't. Not really."

Sara couldn't help but grin back. "Thanks."

"You ok?"

"Shower was relaxing, but I didn't sleep well."

"Cuz of that thing?" Gabriel indicated the Witchblade.

Sara sighed. She had never confirmed or denied Gabriel's suspicions about the Witchblade's various 'gifts'. She had slept for a full eight hours, but it wasn't a restful sleep-her dreams had been disconcerting but not nightmarish enough to wake her. It wasn't the first time her sleep had been restless. What was unusual was being awakened earlier that morning with a sudden, intense fury. She was sure the feeling was not part of her dream, but it had jolted her awake.

Finally, she said, "Just...didn't sleep well."

Gabriel seemed to doubt her then shook his head. Suddenly, he grinned again. "Tell me Ina's breakfast is as good as her lasagna."

Sara laughed. "I've only had the coffee." Sara remembered something she wanted to ask Gabriel. "Did she tell you anything else about Irons or the Witchblade yesterday?"

He shook his head. "Pretty much the same stuff she told you last night. I asked her a few questions about Nottingham, but she skirted them."

Sara wasn't surprised. She had known Nottingham how long and he had never mentioned Ina or this future male Wielder.

With a shrug, he added, "She might tell you more, though, being the 'Wielder' and all."

"I doubt that."

Sara and Navarro were forging an uneasy alliance. Navarro felt some duty to serve the Witchblade and the Wielder. Sara could use -and had used- that to her advantage. Navarro's relationship to Nottingham was a question mark but it was amicable. Sara was sure that the woman didn't like her, not that Sara really cared, but Ina Navarro was dangerous - the Witchblade had shown her as much. Like Nottingham, the Witchblade refused to work against her, so Sara didn't trust her. Hell, she trusted Nottingham more than Navarro.

"I was thinking," Gabriel said suddenly. "You have all this info on the White Bulls, right? What if we put it on the web?"

"On the internet? How?"

"All we need is a camcorder and a laptop. I could record you and post it." He winked. "I'd bet you get more hits than Napster."

Sara drank more of her coffee, thinking about Gabriel's idea. "Well, I don't think it would devalue my testimony in court, but I don't think it'll stop Dante and his boys from coming after me."

"But at least your info-"

"Will survive even I don't?" Sara finished for him. She set the mug down on the coffee table and stood.

"That's not what I meant, Sara."

Sara smiled faintly. "But you're right."

She took a few aimless steps and found herself staring at a scabbarded Japanese sword. A scene flashed in her mind courtesy of the Witchblade, but she couldn't make it out. Sara shook her head. She was tired of running. She was tired of putting people in danger. She had a plan. She turned to Gabriel.

"I think it's time to call Jake."

*~*~*~*~*~*

Gabriel was pretty sure this was a stupid idea. As he listened to Sara's side of the conversation with McCartey, he realized that McCartey thought so as well.

"Get me in a room with Dante," Sara argued, "and I promise I will get him to say more than enough to put his ass in the chair."

Navarro stepped into the living room then, with Henry in her arms. She gave Gabriel a questioning look, but he only shrugged.

"Like you always say, McCartey - go big or go home. Make it an hour. See ya there." Sara slammed the cell phone shut.

Ina and Sara looked at each other for a long moment. Ina finally said, "I hope you are not using yourself as bait."

"My battle, my choice."

"It's...not tactically sound."

Gabriel had to smile. "Told you it was stupid idea."

Sara shook her head. "I just want this over with."

She had made up her mind. All Gabriel could do now was try to help. "So, where do we have to be in an hour, Chief?"

"I am meeting Jake. You are staying here," Sara nodded her head towards Ina, "with them."

Sara was nuts if she thought she was doing this alone. "No way, Sara. We are in this together."

"Gabriel, please." Sara paused, closing her eyes briefly. She let out a breath. "Ina has to stay here with her son. She will protect you till this blows over."

Sara looked pointedly at Ina. "You will protect him, right?"

"Of course."

Gabriel was not liking this at all. He actually hoped Nottingham would walk in the front door at that moment. If Ina didn't like Sara's plan, neither would Nottingham.

"At least wait for Nottingham." Gabriel couldn't believe he had just said that.

Sara looked at her watch. "No time. I want to get there before Jake." She turned to Ina. "You got a car?"

Ina shook her head. "But I can give you money for a cab."

*~*~*~*~*~*~*

to be continued...

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Replies:

Yay more from wormie........ -- miculawitch1, 07:47:20 09/01/02 Sun
- Lots more on wed (or thurs at the latest) Promise. =) (NT) -- wormie, 23:23:00 09/03/02 Tue
I like this, I like this. -- Tanya, 03:30:14 09/07/02 Sat