Chapter seven -- Witchblade Karma

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Date Posted: 02:15:43 05/21/02 Tue
Author: Spin
Subject: Chapter seven
In reply to: Spin 's message, "Through her eyes : Sequel to 'Through my eyes'" on 01:53:08 05/21/02 Tue

When he didn�t speak I opened my eyes to stare at his silhouetted form. He moved closer to the window, but made no attempts to leave. With his back towards me I looked intently at his reflection in the window, trying to catch a glimpse of what could possibly be going through this man�s mind. His face remains stoic, but his eyes held more. Nottingham was truly a complicated man, but I was determining to get through the layers to find Ian.

�Unguarded moments� I don�t think he even realized he had some of his own. This had been one of those moments. I watch him now, contemplating over my profession of love for him. Trying to understand how after months of mistrust and animosity I could finally love him.

�You love me?�

It sounded more like a question rather than an acceptance. I could hear the doubts in his voice. What had I expected him to do? Jump up for joy just because I said I loved him. Expected him to just wrap me in his arms and never let go? Had I expected him to say he loved me back?

I walked over, stopping just a few feet from him. I placed a hand on his shoulder, pulling him to face me but he wouldn�t move. So I made my way around so we were face to face. To my surprise he hadn�t averted his eyes, instead he looked boldly into mine. I could see the myriad of emotions running through: fear, confusion, and uncertainty.

�You can�t possible love me, Sara.�

�Why is it so hard for you to accept that I could love you, Ian?�

But before he could say any thing, the loud ring of the phone echoed through the apartment. Damn it! Who the hell could that be? Well who ever it was is going to be a dead man. I made no move for the phone, instead I let the machine pick up. My skin starts to crawl when I hear his voice.

�Hello Sara� Irons, why am I not surprise.

�I know you�re there, angel. Please do pick up.� I could almost see Irons standing in front of the fireplace, staring into the flames with that smirk of his.

�I suppose since you refuse to answer could you at lease tell my Ian to return home. I�m sure he is out there watching over you.�

I could hear the smug in his voice as he referred to Ian as his. His Ian? My ass! It took all my control not to pick up the phone and tell him a piece of my mind. Ian had tensed when he heard Irons.

�I must leave� The hell he was. We had too much to talk about for him to just up and leave just because Irons said so.

�You are not going any where, Ian� He ignored me and bent to pick up his coat off the floor.

�Sara, please I must return to him.� I can�t believe this. Does he really think I don�t love him? Had he thought of my admission was done out of what? My sympathy for him? To return to a man I know he hates just as much as I did.

�We have a lot to talk about, Ian.� He ignored me, placing his coat back on. He tried to make his way around me towards the window. Fine if he wasn�t going to listen to me then I guess I�ll just have to take action.

I held the gauntlet across my chest, showing him that I meant it when I said he wasn�t going anywhere. The eye of the blade opened and a jagged dagger jutted out.

�If you want to return to Irons, you�re going to have to get through me�

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