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Chapter: 1 Title: Revelation Rating: PG-13 Spoiler: Maelstorm-Season finale Summary: How deep is Sara and Ian's connection? Disclaimer: I own nothing dealing with Witchblade. Just some craze fanatic waiting for the 2nd season to start. ( You all know how I crave reviews. So let me know what you think, okay! Enjoy! A/N: I've been bitten by the writers block bug and I'm slowly recovering so please bear with me. ~*~ Stabbing the down button with more force then needed Sara stood impatiently as she waited for the elevator car to arrive. Her grip tightens on the hold she had on her helmet, which was already secure under her arm. All she had wanted to do was get out of her dress blues and go home. Her day hadn't started out too bad, yet any day away from Dante was considered a good day. However it had gotten worst when she arrived at court to testify for two older cases. What could have been a few hours in court had dragged out to be six hours. And just when she was about ready to head home, Irons calls her on her cell phone and insisted on seeing her in his office at Vorshlag. She really did not want to deal with the man but she knew Irons wouldn't take no for an answer, which would only end up with him sending his lapdog for her. 'Might as well get this over with' she thought as she rode the Buell over to Vorshlag. Still standing waiting for the damn elevator, thoughts of their conversation ran through her mind. It had been quite aberrant of Irons' to call her, wanting to apologize. Yet she knew the man always had something up his sleeves. Kenneth Irons never does any thing that wouldn't benefit him in some form or another. "What the hell do you want this time, Irons? I'm having a bad day and I really don't need this shit from you." Sara stood in the middle of his lavish yet sparsely furnished office at Vorshlag Industries. When she entered she was surprise Nottingham hadn't been lurking around in a corner somewhere. Apparently he had been keeping his distance lately. Since that day on the field with him kicking the crap out of Jake, and the night before when he came to her saying that he was turning himself in. However, he never made a confession. Well that wasn't entirely true; he did make one, a profession. 'I love you, in unguarded moments.' She had been so stunned from his strange behavior she didn't know how to respond. Instead she tried to get

him to confess his involvement in the Parsegien/Wolfe homicide. It had proven to be a waste of time and the Witchblade hadn't given a hand in helping her solve the case. She had been assailed with images of Nottingham and voices she couldn't quite understand. "I called you here to apologize" Sara tried to push the thoughts of Nottingham aside as Irons spoke over his shoulder. He had been standing at the only open window of his office when Sara arrived, staring out into the already setting sun, behind it the dark sky was turning an ugly gray, a rainstorm no doubt. He finally turned to Sara tearing his gaze from the view. Inadvertently Sara notices the cane he uses to carefully make his way towards her. She had to stifle a gasp; the Kenneth Irons that stood in front of her now wasn't the same man she met months ago. His once vibrant, youthful image had been replaced by something old and well beyond his years. "Behold the future, Sara" Irons watch as Sara tried to regain her composure, shaking her head and blinking back the confusion. "Ah, you said something about apologizing. For what?" Kenneth shifted his weight and leaned heavily on his cane. Shaking his head trying to find the words he could use to capture Sara's sympathy. Here was a woman who held his future, his life in the palm of her hands. Since passing the Periculum her entire body had undergone a dramatic change. The same blood that courses through her body could very well save his life. And yet she had no idea the importance of her existence. "When I first met you my only interest was in the Witchblade. I offered you the world on a silver platter. But that was not altruistic and genuine. You rejected me and you had the right to do so." "Apology not required but accepted." Sara stared disbelievingly at Irons. "And yet when you came to me for help I refused out of…bitterness." "But you came through in the end, two million dollars worth." Though he had rejected her earlier that day Sara recalled Nottingham arriving at the warehouse with the leather satchel no doubt full of the money Irons provided. Even she had been touched and shocked by Irons actions. But that didn't mean she trusted him. However things didn't go as planned, she still lost John to death by the hands of that Fiona woman. Kenneth shook his head. It was never his intention to pay the ransom. He sent Ian empty handed with only the order to retrieve the Witchblade from the pretender. Leaving Sara and her lover to fend for themselves. To his disappointment Ian had returned without the blade and Sara was still alive. The only satisfaction he had was the fact that Conchobar was no longer a part of Sara's life. However, he knew the bard's life would have come to a rather painful end sooner or later. Like he told Sara 'history tended to repeat itself.' It was foretold in the tome that held Cathain's legend. Though the reasons why Conchobar died had been on those missing pages, Irons' wasn't about to inform Sara or Ian for that matter. Let her think what she wishes of her innocent Conchobar and Ian had no way of knowing the role he played. It was sheer luck those pages where missing; Irons had retained some control over the situation. "That was Ian's doing…" Sara's eyes widen as she stared incredulous at Irons. She couldn't believe it. It wasn't Irons that came through for her in the end. It was Nottingham? She wanted to question why but the words were stuck in her throat. She tried her best to focus her attention to Irons continued ramblings but she still could not apprehend the news about Nottingham. He provided the money? Two million dollars was not pocket change, just where did he get a

hold of that kind of money? Most importantly why did he do it? 'Relax Sara, I would do anything to please you' the image of him flashed once more in her mind. "…He shammed me into realizing I was consigning you to death by refusing to help you. So I express my heartfelt regrets. I ask for your forgiveness." Blinking back the confusion, Sara nodded her acceptance. She was still dumbfounded by the revelation of Nottingham providing the two million dollars. What else had he done for her? Besides the fact he had saved her ass more then once on occasion. She felt the Witchblade warm up on her arm. She pushed the urge to look down at the blade. If it was going to thrust her into another vision she wanted to make sure she was alone and as far away from Irons as possible. "Should you need anything from me in the future, anything I am in your service" "Where is Nottingham now?" Sara had suddenly grown curious about him. "Why Sara?" Irons hid the irritation in his voice. He knew about Ian's growing infatuation for Sara, but the thought that she may feel something in return, no matter how minute, had bothered him greatly. "I have a few more questions I wanted to ask him." She wanted to know exactly what happened the night of the Irish massacre. Sara was sure he was the only one coherent enough to remember since the others were…dead. Everything about that night had been a blur. All she could remember was John dying in her arms and then Jake waking her up, helping her out of the warehouse before the police got there. She was still unsure how the blade got back on her arm. But these were questions she needed to ask Nottingham not Irons. She had no doubt Nottingham had told Irons everything; he was still Irons' servant, wasn't he? Sara tried to get some reassurance by discreetly rubbing the blade and in return she felt it warm up once again on her arm. 'You definitely have something to tell me, don't you?' Sara thought sarcastically. "Why detective, is Ian another one of your suspects again?" Sara hated that smirk and just wanted to knock it off his face with the Witchblade. "Well Mr. Irons that's between Nottingham and myself." Irons' grip had tightened on the handle of the cane as he eyed Sara shrewdly. He was sure there was something more to Sara's inquiry about Ian. Irons could not afford to speculate on what they would be discussing. He needed to know and Sara was adamant on not telling him. A plan had started to formulate in his mind, to put forward his plans he needed to act on it immediately. "I will relay your message to Ian that you wish to speak to him, Sara. Now if you will excuse me I can only eat so much crow at one sitting." Irons ended the conversation with a pert nod. Without another word Irons turned his back on Sara and headed back towards to the open window. Not needing any other encouragement, Sara took her leave. Sara's patience was weaning thin. Just before she left Irons' office she heard the distance sound of a thunderstorm brewing outside. Now she would have to ride her Buell in the rain if she didn't hurry and leave. Sara stared at the closed metal doors, frustrated she jabbed the down button once more. 'Should have used the stairs instead' She thought. She had taken a step when suddenly the light indicator above flashed and the metal doors hissed opened. Quickly turning she got in. Sara was grateful the car was empty; she really did not need the company on the long flight down. She pressed the first floor button and just when the doors were about to close the dark enigma gracefully squeezed in. Without a second thought Sara pushed at a button that

hesitantly left the doors open. With a finger still on the button she stuck her head out of the elevator hoping to catch someone who was going down. She may not have wanted the company earlier, but now was the time she hoped someone was coming. To her disappointment there was no one else but the assassin and the cop. Sara turned her head to glance at Nottingham who found a corner and stood at parade rest with his head bowed. Shaking her head she let out a loud sigh, and removed her finger from the switch. 'This is going to be a long trip down' Sara thought to herself. She had wanted to talk to Nottingham but now wasn't the time. All she had wanted to do was go home, crawl into bed and try to forget the rest of the day. They had passed eight floors in an uncomfortable silence. Nottingham refused to look up from his bowed head and Sara obviously did not want to talk. With his head bowed, Nottingham looked up from beneath his lashes, noticing Sara's raising agitation. She stood near the control panel with her back towards the wall of the elevator, arms crossed at her chest, her helmet dangling from her right hand. The Witchblade glowing a light red, yes she was agitated. Apparently she wasn't trusting to turn her back to him and she kept her gazed locked on him. It had hurt to think he was the cause of her uneasiness. When all he had wanted, since the moment she was discovered to be the true wielder, was to serve her to the best of his ability. But they had started on a bad note and everything from then on had just gotten worst. She neither liked nor trusted him and being associated with Kenneth Irons only added to the hatred she already had towards him. As much as Ian wanted for her to trust him he knew the opportunity had been lost. <a class='positive' onClick='select_drop("review");' href='#'>Review this Chapter <FORM name=myselect> <SCRIPT type='text/javascript'> var storyid = 789263; var chapter = 1; var chapters = 66; var words = 139577; var userid = 177956; var title = 'Revelation'; var title_t = 'Revelation'; var summary = 'How deep is Sara and Ian_connection? A meeting long over due... 7-5'; var categoryid = 428; var cat_title = 'Witchblade'; var datep = '0521-02'; var dateu = '07-05-04'; var author = 'Spin11'; function select_drop(sel_value) { var rev = 1; var logind = 'http://login.fanfiction.net'; var review_url = '/review.php? storyid='+storyid+'&chapter='+chapter+'&storytextid=1608397'; var toast; if(sel_value == 'review') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/review.php? storyid='+storyid+'&chapter='+chapter+'&storytextid=1608397',560,470); } else if (sel_value == 'abuse') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/report.php? categoryid='+categoryid+'&chapter='+chapter+'&storyid='+storyid+'&title='+title,560,510) ; } else if (sel_value == 'c2') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/c2_addstory.php? action=add&storyid='+storyid,560,470); } else if (sel_value == 'fs') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/fav_add.php?add_favstory=1&storyid='+storyid,560,470); } else if (sel_value == 'fa') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/fav_add.php? add_favauthor=1&storyid='+storyid,560,470); } else if (sel_value == 'aa') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/fav_add.php?add_authoralert=1&storyid='+storyid,560,470); } else if (sel_value == 'sa') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/fav_add.php? add_storyalert=1&storyid='+storyid,560,470); } } </SCRIPT> <select name=opt title='story actions'> <option value=abuse>Report Possible Abuse <option value=fs selected>Add Story to Favorites <option value=sa>Add Story to Story Alert <option value=fa>Add Author to Favorites <option value=aa>Add Author to Author Alert <option value=c2>Add

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Chapter: 2 Ian had refused her when she asked for his help. In the end his refusal had cost the lost of her partner, Det. Woo. But it had been essential to test her, to test the blade. Though she had pass; she would never forgive him. All that was left of their obscure relationship was disdain and animosity. She made sure he knew where he stood in her life, with every incisive comment left an everlasting mark on his already lacerated soul. Nottingham felt the weight he carried on his shoulders grow heavier and he let out a small sigh. "What the hell was that for?" Sara didn't bother to hide the hostility in her voice. "It is nothing Lady Sara" "Huh, yeah whatever and cut with the 'Lady' crap." Nottingham lowered his head. He always seemed to be her intended target, the scapegoat whenever she was in her mood. Then again she was always in that 'mood' whenever he was around. He knew she had been having a bad day. Her day wasted away at court and then Irons' sorry excuse to gain Sara's sympathy with an apology. He had hid in the shadows listening. Ian was about to leave when the conversation, though breif, had been about him. But he knew better then to have his hopes up when Sara inquired about his whereabouts. She only wanted to find him to answer a few more questions she had. Now she had the opportunity to ask but instead was ready to lash out at him. If this was what she wished to do he was not going to stop her. Ian had longed given up hope to try and understand Sara Pezzini. "If that is what you wish…Sara?" "You know what I wish for, Nottingham! What I wish is for you and your master…" The sudden jerk of the elevator car and the emergency lights turning on had cut Sara in mid-sentence. Leaving them in an eerie light red glow, much like the crimson color of the Witchblade when it would swirl on her wrist. The blaring sound of the alarm went off and Ian quickly moved over to the panel, ignoring the apprehension in Sara's facial expression as he came closer to her. Lifting the metal cover, Ian grabbed the emergency phone.

"Security?" "This is Nottingham, what seems to be the problem?" "I'm sorry, Mr. Nottingham but there was a short in the electrical system, triggering the fire alarm and locking the elevator systems. It will be a few hours before we can operate the elevators, Sir. Other then that every thing is fine." The man on the other line held his breath waiting for an answer. Nottingham's reputation was well known through out the company and every one went beyond to stay out of his way. "Tell me the situation of elevator number three?" Ian demanded, needing to know exactly where he was. As a bodyguard Ian made mental notes off all the escape routes in the building. Other then the architects themselves, he was the only other person that knew the Vorshlag building inside and out. As with all the other buildings and homes Irons owned. Kenneth Irons is indeed a man with many enemies. He knew there were trap doors along the elevator chutes they could use to head back down to the first floor or even up to the roof through a hidden access. Security was the only thing Ian had control over. "Yes, Sir. The elevator car seems to be stuck between floors eleven and twelve. We will get you out as soon as possible, Sir." If Ian didn't know any better there is a trap door that leads back out onto the eleventh floor. With the phone still cradled in his hand he turned to find Sara sitting in a corner of the elevator staring up at him. She raised an eyebrow, giving him the look that she was pissed off. A compeling urge came over Ian. Since they were going to be stuck together for a while he might as well get as much information about Sara Pezzini and what made her tick while he still could and maybe he just might be indulged to help her along with the Witchblade. Because he knew after today he would never have this chance again; Irons would see to that. He returned his attention back to the phone. "Work quickly is that understood? And turn that damn alarm off." Ian insisted strongly over the phone. "Yee…yesss, Sir." But all he heard was the click of the phone. With a sigh of relief the security guard started to wipe away the beads of sweat that stared forming on his forehead. Thankful that he wasn't alone in the elevator with Nottingham. "So what the hell is going on, Nottingham?" Sara questioned. "It appears that we are stuck here for a while, Sara." Ian returned to his submissive posture. "No shit Sherlock!" Sara had already been frustrated but this little incident just pushed her over the edge. It was enough she had been having a bad day, but to be stuck in an elevator with him for god knows how long was worse. Sara hated not having some slight control over the situation. 'Well at lease your not alone, Pez' she thought to herself. But looking up at her company it wouldn't have been any different. "There had been an electrical failure and the elevator systems have locked. To what I have been informed it will be a few hours before we are able to move." Ian knew she didn't care for the formalities but it was something they could discuss instead of her lashing out at him. At least for the time being which was short lived. "Well can't you get us out of here? Can't you climb out of the car and start crawling around or something? You obviously have a knack for lurking around and shit." "The cables are more then six inches thick and covered in grease. I am not spiderman, Sara." Ian had been stunned by his own witty retort. He considered himself a patient man; its what made him such a dangerous assassin. But he could only take so much from Sara Pezzini.

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albeit not a normal man. Sara watched him stand in his corner obviously deep in thought. Yet she still refused to listen to the blade and had rejected him. Nottingham. He had changed since then. Sara could never understand or realize how much her cruel words hurt him more then any one of Irons' punishments.' Was the guy serious? His stoic face held no indication on how she should take the comment but his eyes held nothing more then heated…desire? The sarcastic remark she had was gone the moment she seen his eyes. Shaking her head. May be it was already too late for him. he had been more subservient since and she hated that. Despite the fact he never liked Conchobar. Sara had been ready for a verbal fight with Nottingham. but a man none the less. May be there was more then just their platonic relationship. Sara wasn't about to let him get the last word. Willing to use the blade against him to save her 'partner'. for a fleeting moment locking his gaze with hers. If he knew the outcome of that day he would never have gone to her. was it worth continuing this lifetime knowing that? It nearly killed him when she was with Conchobar. The implication of his words ran through her mind. Sara had taken off her coat.Chapter: 3 Sara raised an eyebrow at Nottingham's smart-ass remark. He mourned for his lady's lost. he didn't know how to approach Sara with these new feelings. This was definitely the first. She chide at herself for not changing before coming to .. And if so. "Yeah…well you could have fooled me. unlike her betraying partner. It was the honorable thing to do. He may have memories from past lives. but this was all new to him. she needed a way to release all her pent up frustration but Nottingham's statement left her speechless. His smile soon faded remembering what she called him that day." Ian looked down at her. Ian had hoped that after helping her at the Irish massacre she would be able to see him as a person she could trust. tie. She still didn't see him as a man. She was beautiful she when she was caught off guard. he never given them a chance. It was obvious Jake had feelings that ran deeper then just partners but Ian knew she didn't feel the same way. instead cleared her throat and stared at the floor. This had been the first time she really took the time to look at him. it had been over an hour since the elevator stopped and it was slowly getting hot. Sa-ra. With all that Black Dragon crap. it was soon broken when he lowered his head once again. It felt strangely familiar. and unbuttoned the top two buttons of her dress shirt. These were the unguarded moments he loved about her. However. "I am capable of a lot of things. It was upsetting to think she chose McCarty over him. then again this had been the only time he seemed he wasn't on guard and seemed a little more relaxed then usual. Then again Ian couldn't blame her. remembering how cocky he was the first time they had meet. labeling him as a 'freak'. Ian smirked at the blush on Sara's face. The silence and the tension were growing thick. who knows what you're capable of?" Ian's jaw clenched. Or may be that 'something' had always been there but she just never bothered to look. 'Capable of a lot of things. he still respected their relationship. She had seen beneath his beard his jaw clenched. he may have been proven wrong when she came to his aid. She had to admit she missed that about him. Had this been what he meant about 'unguarded moments'? Unguarded or not Sara saw something in him she never seen before. Sara pushed the thought aside.

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To Sara's surprise. head bowed. She had been awe-struck. Ian spied a glance. The faint red light gleaming off the sheen of sweat that covered his arms and shoulders. from Irons. Inferno may have been an understatement. He had finally taken off the silken obstruction. muscular arms flexed slightly with each movement of his long. and longing. lust. 'Would it feel as smooth and silky as it looks?' Sara blinked back the sinful thought. Irons had that look even with Sara. 'Get your head out of the gutter. Ian stood in his corner satisfied he had chosen to wear his tank top. It had been revealing enough for him to be comfortable in the warm elevator car but it still concealed the many scars that covered most of his back. frozen in place when he finally took of his shirt.air brushing against his heated skin was too much temptation to stop now. His powerful. Ian's hope was short lived. lips slightly parted. Irons had that same look he had every time he would look at Elizabeth in her glass tomb. and arms behind his back. letting the sweat cool off against his heated skin. and torso. Ian took an unsteady breath and continued. Opening her eyes she took a quick glance over her shoulder and stared at his submissive form. arms crossed at her chest. The black material had covered the rest but she could see the curves of his hard chest. lean fingers as it gingerly unbuttoned each button. But his dark beard covered even a part of his facial features. she was able to see his slightly tanned skin. from his bowed head. Unlike the overcoat as it made a distinct rustling sound as it hit the floor. the look in her eyes now was one he knew well: anger. lines of rock hard abs. he reached for the top buttons of his silk shirt with shaky hands. Abash and angered by her boldness. "Uh…Nottingham just what the hell do you…think you're. Sara turned her back to him. flexing as he strained to keep his body still. and his slim waist. but now with him half dressed it only enhanced the sinewy muscles of his entire upper body. You're…?" Sara tried to sound abrasive but ended up sounding like a broken record. Sara couldn't help but stare at his arms and hands. and one by one tugged at the buttons. The fearful thought that repulsion ran through her eyes was now replaced with something he couldn't place. to Sara. Pezzini!' She lightly admonishes herself for letting her mind drift into the unknown. the garment freely flowed and made a slight whisper as it rested atop the rest of his clothes. not the pale color of a man deprived from the sun or worst hidden behind layers of clothes that did him no justice. It was until the silk garment hung loosely open did she see another layer of black material. she was no stranger to guys who . The only part of him she would see had been his face. She was finally going to see more of Nottingham. This had been the most she had seen of Nottingham and from the look of his diligent hands there was a promise of more to come. Leaving him in a tight tank top that clings to his body. She had always hated that. Clearing her throat Sara began to speak. Desire. his wide broad shoulders. Closing her eyes she could still see every detail of his upper body. hid behind layers of black clothes. With a heavy sigh of relief Ian let his body relax against the feel of air engulfing his upper body. who from the beginning. Without a second thought Sara began fanning profusely with both hands. He had seen that look before. The material of his tank top and the faint light only seemed to boost to the mystery of his chiseled features. though the lighting was bad. Sweat or no sweat the material was made to hug every curve of his muscled chest and torso. chest. To her surprise with every loose button of his shirt Sara held her breath in anticipation. Working out at the gym. Inadvertently Sara began wondering how Ian's beard would it feel like grazed against her skin. To his surprise she stood there blatantly staring at him..

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which was still drenched from his sweat. she would no doubt see the anguish in them.addtoany.js'. adverting any chance of eye contact. He knew there was something more.com/js/plusone. With his arms clasp behind his back Ian listened intently. the lease she could do is be a sport and gives him his small 'respite'. I can understand you wanting to get some relief . In hopes that his words and voice were enough to cloak the pain and anguish that had slowly surfaced. it's hot and I'm sweating like crazy.insertBefore(ga. </script> <script type='text/javascript'> var a2a_config = a2a_config || {}. 'google_gmail'.getElementsByTagName('script')[0]. ga. </script> <script type='text/javascript' src='http://static. Ian was unable to determine what that 'something' was. If you wish I will put my clothes back on.async = true. Knowing fully that if she did see his eyes. With a heavy sigh. 'facebook'.prioritize = ['blogger_post'. hidden deep within. 'twitter'. s). 'wordpress'. Nottingham! What are you deaf too? Answer me and stop standing like a damn statue!" "I would never compromise your honor. ga. Sara averted her eyes. Clearing her throat Sara continues to speak.com/ga. var s = document. off the floor and hurriedly putting it back on. though his face would remain stoic. Yet. He felt aghast and confounded by her sudden change in attitude. 'livejournal'. Though without her knowledge it had taken all of his strength to remain calm. Nottingham!" Her harsh tone and sharp remarks only ran deeper as she continued. "Nottingham look…" Ian had stopped dressing but his head remained bowed. "I've been having a really screwed up day. "If you think something is going to happen between us just because we are going to be stuck her together for another hour or so. 'google_reader'. The silk shirt was left sinfully open giving Sara way too much of a distraction to continue on. At lease she was grateful that she wasn't stuck with Irons or Dante. Sara could not understand why the worst seem to come out of her when ever he was around but she knew that was the best and only way she could keep her distance both physically and mentally. I only wished a simple respite from the rising warmth. capturing his attention. by no fault of his own.protocol ? 'https://ssl' : 'http://www') + '.parentNode. "Damn it. 'delicious']. She had stopped in front of him and jabbed a finger to his chest. reflected in his eyes. 'email'. that's were your dead wrong. and a guilty conscience Sara began to speak. 'instapaper'. This was unlike her 'normal' abrasive assaults.location.type = 'text/javascript'. 'google_buzz'. ga. Imitating Ian's bowed head. focusing on anything but his body.google-analytics. 'read_it_later'.google. He had been so deep in thought he didn't hear Sara speaking to him.js'></script> Chapter: 5 "Just what the fuck do you think you are doing.com/menu/page.var ga = document. a2a_config.js'></script> <script type='text/javascript' src='http://apis. She watches as Nottingham picks up his silk shirt. })(). They were stuck here together. Though she had yet to admit even emotionally. s. Lady Sara.createElement('script'). However she could not help but feel a little sorry for him." Sara could hear the sincerity in Ian's voice. I did not realize my…actions were taken offensively.src = ('https:' == document. I'm stuck in an elevator for who knows how long." Ian had widened his stance and lowered his head.

then the predictable happened." Ian sneaked a glance from his bowed head. "Is everything prepared as planned. Sara. That was until Ian decided to make a show of himself by stripping down to his tank top and Sara so blatantly staring. So if you want you can stay in your tank top and I won't bitch about it. "Yes" "Good have him ready. Knowing even for a brief moment they had both come to a crossroad were they could both be comfortable. He knew the Witchblade had wanted to send Sara a vision while she was here. With a smirk of his own he took off the offensive garment off and started to relax. With a small pause from Dr. All that concerns me right now is that this 'one' is ready?" Irons heard the loud sigh on the other end of the line. He had been ready to leave sending Ian to retrieve the car when the alarms had gone off leaving him stranded in his office. unfortunately something had gone wrong with the audio of the security cameras along with everything else. He watched now in silence. refusing to walk down the flights of stairs. He had proven his worth to me. His presence is needed sooner then I thought. Dr. "Kenneth" The same satisfied smile Irons had returned when he heard the voice ring over the line. To his surprise Sara had raised an eyebrow and a faint smile could be seen on her face. Immo. He had chose to remain behind until Ian returned but that was until he had found out that his servant had been stuck in the elevator car with Sara. shaking the contents that lay scattered. figuring out a way to punish his servant when the phone stared to ring. Irons answered the call. His smirk soon faded when he recognize the small camaraderie that had suddenly form between the two from under his own scrutiny. I'm sure with all that added layers your worst off then I am. . Irons finally heard what he wanted. But I must express my concern about this one. And so I accept your offer. Irons slammed it down onto his glass desk. And the fact she wished to speak with Ian left him more curious. But after watching the display of body languages Irons had not been too worried." Hanging up on the doctor Irons eyed the monitor and continued to watch the two interact with each other. Irons mind started to race. Sara had grown agitated and lashed out at Ian. ~*~ Irons watched the security surveillance of the elevator car from the comforts of his office. Sara could see the ghost of a smile form on his lips. Sara still held her bitterness towards Ian. and fingers pressed together in front of him. Watching him relax in her presence was somewhat reassuring. Irons leaned back into his chair with a satisfied smirk on his lips. With his secretary gone for the evening. With a heavy hand. Irons felt the rising lust from Sara as she watched him undress. At first he had been startled to find out that they were stuck together. Without having to worry about the Witchblade and Kenneth Irons. elbows resting on the arms of the chair." "I suppose that would be the closest I would get to an apology from you. Kenneth. Before the night was over Ian will pay for his insolence.from the heat as well. he felt the burning sensation from the mark on his right hand but Sara had refused to acknowledge the blade at the time." "We will have this discussion later. Immo?" "Yes. Irons held his breath waiting to see what was going to occur between the two. It had been hours since he had been informed there had been an electrical malfunction locking all elevator systems. Leaving Irons to guess what the two had been talking about. It had bothered Irons that Sara's minute infatuation with his servant had bothered him but now this little act will not be tolerated.

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of the visions when it rarely concerned him. Ian had ripped the blade off the limp wrist of the Irish pretender. Ian recalled the last time they had touched. He reached down and dipped his finger into the blood that had flowed from her wound. gently replacing the blade back on her wrist. He was unable to help his lady save her lover. " The voice of the blade ran through Ian's mind as he made his way over to Sara's prone form. Ian's mind reluctantly returned to the night of the Irish massacre and days past. If the blade was unable to show her then . a man she could love back. as he held the blade in his hand. Her reaction that night in the interrogation room was still painfully embedded into his mind. He knew in his mind this was not the right thing to do. With past mistakes mended. Because at the same time he was mourning his own. drawing blood. breaking the connection. The faint and familiar taste lingered on his tongue. His traitorous legs began to move towards her. At that exact moment. all that should have been will be. Fiona. But she rejected both Ian and the blade when she tore her hand out of his. it began to speak to him as he gazed deeply into the swirling stone. 'Everything is connected and nothing is as it seems' words that had been embedded into Ian as far as he could remember. it was more of a curse rather then a privilege to have the memories of past lives returned to him. To show her he was a man to trust. He stared out in bewilderment from his discovery. and tasting his own. Slowly he started to understand what the blade was telling him. But he knew from the intense and extreme emotions emitting from Sara that now course through his own body the blade was not holding back. Could it be that the Witchblade was trying to show Sara their unique connection to each other? Nonetheless it was up to Sara to accept what the blade was showing her. She was still huddled in the corner. through mind altering drugs from the Black Dragon projects to the tortures punishments he endured his entire life. He was unsure the kind of visions the blade subjected Sara to. It was obvious the Witchblade was refusing to let her go. Nonetheless. and acceptance. The end result had been dire. He had gone to her willingly. hoping that the voices he had heard would soon help her open her eyes to him. "All that had been forgotten shall been remembered. All that had been erased shall be restored. had flooded Ian's mind. Yet Ian could not help but mourn her loss. It only added to the intensity of his already existing feelings he has for Sara. Leaving him in a state of confusion. returning his attention back to Sara. Yet he also knew by touching her in anyway with the blade still active could cause them both to be thrust into a vision the blade choose to show. The once suppress memories that Irons had tried so hard to control. But in his heart Ian longed to be by his lady's side to aid her by any means possible. observing them through the security cameras. There was no doubt Irons still sat in his office. Not only was it a constant reminder of his failures but also along with it the love he carried through out time. trapped in the vision. for Sara it had appeared she had lost her true love. To show her that he was the man that has been there from the beginning and will continue to be there for her in the end and beyond. Without a second thought he licked the bitter liquid. Watching her sprawled against a man he knew in the end would have betrayed her like he had done lifetimes ago as it was told in the legend of Cathain. fear. Then with his ring he had cut his other finger. Ian snapped out of his trance. Ian sat there crushed feeling his hopes slip away. He knelt beside her out of respect and honor for her loss but something inside compelled him to do the unthinkable.

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Ian Nottingham. weapons. and John? Deep down she had been afraid to continue on because she was unsure what held for her beyond the light. and . It purposely left him out. a little afraid on what she would find at the end. Closing his eyes Ian tried to pierce the veil of the senses and focus in on Sara's visions. Before making her way to the casing that held the Witchblade Sara spied a painting that stopped her in her tracks. stopping. She made her way around the displays of ancient objects from the era. He was unsure what the blade could be showing Sara but he needed to trust his instincts and believe in the Witchblade. Something she had to endure since the lost of Maria. Yet at the same time she knew she couldn't stay behind. pain. Like a movie being played with no happy ending and the main character was no hero. Maybe the answers she longed to find? She shut her eyes against the temptation. Only to fast forward to all that she had seen of him so far and continued from there. slightly cracked open.Sara's eyes widen and her lips parted as she gasped from Ian's touch. Turing around she eyed the darkness. She couldn't understand the overwhelming fear inside as she closed in on the light. Each imaged replayed as if the blade was starting where they had left off. From the quick assessment upon entering the large room Sara knew she was at the Midtown museum. Sara hesitantly placed her palm on the door. Unfortunately the Witchblade had a better idea. as her fingers grazed against the cold feel of metal and stone. Sara was unable to understand why the blade chose to show images of him but willing stood motionless as she watched. She leaned in closer. Her heart began to beat faster and her legs felt heavy with each step closer. Like a switch being turned on. helplessly watching. Finally the mysterious shadow that took the place of Joan in the painting was none other than Ian Nottingham. indicating that there was nothing to fear. The face may have been hers but Sara knew it was the same woman from the periculum. The stone of the blade glowed brightly on her wrist. a collage of violence. Should she turn back? Return to something that was familiar. With a shaky breath Sara began to move towards the light. peering at the once empty canvas as images slowly began to form. Without hesitation her hand ran down along her arm. Lighting an alternate path she hadn't realized existed until now. Joan of Arc. The instant Ian placed his bare hands on Sara's face he knew the visions the blade had been showing her had changed. trying to suck her in deeper into the shadows. She needed to go on feeling that there was something more waiting for her. Finally she came upon a door. The woman was clad in armor. still refusing to let him in. turned around. The blade flashed remnants of Nottingham's obscure lifestyle. However the anguish she felt refused to ebb the closer she got to the light. Though her legs no longer felt heavy she slowed her pace. beckoning for her to follow. the very same room she had obtained the Witchblade and encountered. Sara could feel the vortex of agony pulling at her. Danny. armories. leaving the canvas blank and dark. pushing it open and walked in. a faint light began to flicker out in the distance. Sara looked down at the dormant bracelet. something thing she knew well and had trained to live with since the death of her father. and artworks. and continued on her path. in her left hand she held a banner and in her right was the Witchblade itself in its gauntlet form. He knew the blade would let him in but for the time being he was content to stay by his lady's side. More specifically the Joan of Arc collection hall. Sara's eyes widen as she watch the picture fade away. Sara eyes narrowed on the images recalling what she had seen that night in the interrogation room. Sara could hear faint voices coming from the room but was incapable of distinguishing what was said. for the first time.

coaxing his body to relax. The swiftness and skills he possessed as he took out each one of Gallo's men. his arms felt heavy. His chest heaved up and down from his labored breathing.death. var chapter = 7. } else if (sel_value == 'c2') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/c2_addstory. } else if (sel_value == 'sa') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/fav_add. a man she could not trust with her life.560.470).php? action=add&storyid='+storyid. function select_drop(sel_value) { var rev = 1. var chapters = 66.net'.560. var dateu = '07-05-04'.php?storyid='+storyid+'&chapter='+chapter+'&storytextid=1710668'.php? categoryid='+categoryid+'&chapter='+chapter+'&storyid='+storyid+'&title='+title. he was a dangerous psychotic.php? add_storyalert=1&storyid='+storyid.' href='#'>Review this Chapter <FORM name=myselect> <SCRIPT type='text/javascript'> var storyid = 789263. The feel of her resentment ran through his body the same time he felt his heart sink lower. He quickly opened his eyes.php? storyid='+storyid+'&chapter='+chapter+'&storytextid=1710668'. Nearly killing him if she hadn't intervene. 7-5'.470).470). And could not apprehend why he continues to stay with Irons. var logind = 'http://login. The inexplicable way he dodged and caught bullets with his bare hands before maliciously taking out his own men one by one.fanfiction. There was not doubt in Sara's mind the kind of man Ian Nottingham really was.php?add_favstory=1&storyid='+storyid.. His limbs began to scream out in pain. but she unsure where the honor was in almost killing Jake. Sara could feel the anger rise in her again.php?add_authoralert=1&storyid='+storyid.php? add_favauthor=1&storyid='+storyid. } else if (sel_value == 'abuse') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/report.470). With all these 'supernatural' abilities he was still unable to help her save Danny and John. var author = 'Spin11'. He had told her it was a 'debt of honor'. var title = 'Revelation'. var userid = 177956. Ian simply shifted his weight back and forth.560. Ian tried to push the uncomfortable feeling of being fixed in his kneeling position over the past half hour. Refusing to break contact with Sara. Lastly. his extraordinary yet intimidating fighting ability as he easily beat the crap out of her partner. Ian returned his gaze back on Sara only to see what he had feared.. Blindly jumping off a building rooftop only to land gracefully like a cat as he chased after Moby. He felt her jaw clench under his palms and he ran his thumbs over the purse of her lips. He wasn't only a freak. var cat_title = 'Witchblade'. var words = 139577. and sweat poured down his body as he strain not to move.560.560. var toast. } else if (sel_value == 'fs') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/fav_add. var summary = 'How deep is Sara and Ian_connection? A meeting long over due. <a class='positive' onClick='select_drop("review").470). Jake. var title_t = 'Revelation'.510) . if(sel_value == 'review') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/review. var review_url = '/review. With a deep sigh Ian closed his eyes only to be assailed with horrified images of himself.560. } else if (sel_value == 'fa') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/fav_add. var categoryid = 428. } else if (sel_value == 'aa') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/fav_add. } } </SCRIPT> <select name=opt title='story actions'> <option value=abuse>Report Possible Abuse <option value=fs selected>Add Story to Favorites <option value=sa>Add Story to Story Alert <option value=fa>Add Author to Favorites <option .560. 'Was that what the Witchblade had been showing Sara this whole time?' He wondered.470). var datep = '05-21-02'. The images only proved her point about Ian Nottingham. Pure hatred was reflected in those fiery emerald eyes.

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Danny." "Argh!" Sara screamed out her frustration and buried her face in her hands. "Moral support? For what?" Lifting her eyebrows. have I accepted what I was destined to do? Then yes I have because I'm not afraid to." Her words a bit mumbled from the hands that covered her face.' href='#'>Review this Chapter <FORM name=myselect> . He wore the exact same black and yellow oriental robes the day of the Periculum. "Relax Pez your not dying" Danny found it difficult to hide the smile as he spoke. Pez. Only to have her fingers pass through him as if he didn't really exist. She wasn't too surprise when she didn't find any answers but she did see the humor in them. It was easy enough to accept the bad parts about the man but everything else was too difficult for her to swallow. Sara's confused gaze locked with his. "Just what the hell are you doing here. "Danny!" She watched him appear before her like some ghost. Sara lifted her hand to touch Danny's face. He seen the glow of the blade and instantly became serious. He was there her that night holding her hand. Could you at least explain to me why this crazy thing has been showing me Nottingham?" "That's not my department Pez. Danny?" "Gee Pez. Even without the Witchblade her detective skills were incredible. Danny was amused by his partner's feeble attempt to understand what was going on around her. I thought you'd be happy to see me?" Danny clutched at his chest trying in vain to sound hurtful. But there was no confusion with the sarcasm that laced her voice. Danny sneaked a glance at the empty canvas that had once held the portrait of Joan of Arc. <a class='positive' onClick='select_drop("review"). There was no doubt in his mind that Sara Pezzini was an extraordinary police officer. Sara waited for a response. Wise Asian master. Relief to know that she wasn't dying but sad because it was a constant reminder that her partner was still dead. Without hesitation. But why are you here. Sara could see the amusement in Danny's eyes and the slight lift from the corners of his mouth. It seemed to be too easy but Sara wasn't going to waste the opportunity. He watched as the image of Sara and Nottingham in the interrogation room reappeared. You have to figure this one out partner. She was both relieved and sadden as she watches her hand pass through him. Which wasn't a problem since he was dead. "Its always good to see you partner. Sara?" "If you mean. Like Irons told you only the true wielder knows all the secrets the blade holds. But…" Sara let the sentence trail off when she eyed his unusual fashion."Are you sure about that. "Have you accepted the Witchblade. telling her that they could touch now because she was dying. trying hard not to smile. Danny remained silent. "Not that I'm not happy to see you and all. But it was a bit funny to watch. "I'll relax if you can answer a few questions for me." "All right" Sara's eyebrow lifted at his quick response. Danny?" "Moral support" His simple statement left her confused more then his Chinese proverbs and cryptic sayings. Trying to find a possible explanation behind the pools of his dark eyes. However the confusing part wasn't about seeing her dead partner but seeing him here in her visions." the calm and familiar voice jerked her out of her thoughts. "Fine. Danny could not understand why she was so unwilling to taking in what the blade tells her about Nottingham.

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' Her voiced echoed in her mind. She could see that he had her in the crosshairs. take my hand' Sara sat down across from Nottingham and after a moment acquiescently gave her hand to him. Sara looked up from her hands. and then those Irish kidnappers. "Danny I've already seen this. Sara could feel the slight blush form on her face as she continued to watch. to Moby. Nottingham's only show of emotion had been a single tear drop that ran down his face. signaling for her to be silent. The assassin had been ready to pull the trigger when Nottingham appeared out of nowhere. leaving her to question her knowledge of who she thought was her enemy. I was there remember?" "Partner just humor me and watch will ya!" Sara placed her hands on her hips and exhaled a defeated sigh as she turned to watch. Now realizing just how close Sara came to death. Nottingham had arrived with the money. Only to find Danny still standing next to her watching the canvas like some television set. The blade once again began to change scenery. This time she was confused. She had been so distraught by Danny's death she wasn't aware what had almost transpired. She could feel the warmth even through his gloves. In each had been a display of Nottingham watching over her and at times saving her life. Her eyes widen as she once again watch the visions play out in front of her. He then took the rifle in his hand and looked through the scoop. But in the end it was all in vain.' "Danny what the hell is going on?" Danny turned to her and placed his finger against his lips. Sara seen the blade's red stone swirl and glow brightly the instant Nottingham touched her. Everything had happened so fast she was unsure of what she seen. Watching the exchange between the two Sara did not realize how the little act of holding hands could be so intimate. Sara was forced to relive the horrible night at the warehouse. 'I suspected you killed for less' Sara's voice echoed through out the hall. 'I suspected you killed for less. How he gently held her hand and began innocently caressing her wrist with the leather gloves still on. A sniper had been positioned on a rooftop building across from her apartment. Danny . 'Is that what you think I did?' Nottingham sat there not once looking up at her. 'You didn't have to kill someone to make that happen. which she knew now to be his. Refocusing on what was yet to come. Sara wanted to shut her eyes against the image of her sprawled against John's lifeless body. 'Take my hand' '' 'You want answers. His finger began to caress the outside of the trigger but he had done nothing.'Alone at last'Hearing Nottingham's familiar voice. From Tommy Gallo. He nodded his head towards the canvas wanting her to watch. Looking up from the scoop Nottingham eyed the unconscious assassin and returned his attention back to Sara. The new images of Nottingham were unlike the ones she had been submitted to that night or of those that she had witnessed earlier. Against her own will Sara recalled the strength she felt the moment he took her hand in his. "I refuse to watch this Danny" Sara turned away from the canvas and aimlessly wondered the small area. swiftly taking care of the situation. Abashed by the lack of control over her thoughts she gave herself a mental shake. Sara swallowed the lump in her throat as she realized how close she came to death that day. Nottingham was no where in site. All the while avoiding any eye contact with the accursed picture.

Sara?" Danny saw the slump of her shoulders and the sound of a heavy sigh escaping her lips. Don't you want answers? It was all she had wanted since the moment she had acquired the Witchblade.watched as Sara paced back and forth in front of him. Tearing his eyes away from the blade he looked over at Sara's prone form. Now. sprawled against John. The moment she opened them she was left staring at Nottingham who stood. His face contorted with loss and pain as he. Remembering how they had lain like this not too long ago. He eyed the crimson fluid before taking it in his mouth and sucking on the bitter taste of Sara's blood. Nottingham held the blade in his hand and stared deeply into the swirling red stone. gently placed her hand on John's face. Both appeared to be patiently waiting ? Turning slightly Sara stood between the two men. taking a deep breath Sara raised her head and opened her eyes. then at Nottingham. from listening? Afraid of what she would find in those answers? 'Only one way to find out' She thought. Nottingham gently replaced the Witchblade on Sara's wrist. Looking over her shoulder she saw Danny standing next to the picture frame. She eyed Danny. 'Do not return home without the Witchblade' Irons' voice echoed in the background. Without hesitancy he made his way over to her. Seeing specks of dark liquid on her leather jacket Nottingham tugged off his leather glove. Sara stopped from her pacing and stood with her back still facing the canvas. once again tasting the acrid . How lovers should embrace each other in the afterglow of passion. submissively. Pushing the upsetting memory aside Nottingham let his hand trail down her arm but daring not to touch her. Lowering his hand he captured a small drop on his finger. Kneeling besides the fallen lovers. She watched the past play out in front of her as she stood next to Danny. "Sara. His hand stopped suddenly above her shoulder." Her tone of voice no longer laced with sarcasm was now softer and acquiescent. So why was it so hard to simply open her eyes and turn around? Was it the fear that kept her from learning. "Yeah. and then once again returning her attention back to Danny. Quickly he sliced his finger against his ring and drew blood. Now she had the opportunity to acquire the knowledge she so long to have about the blade and everything else. Hazel. Messaging the sides of her temple with her fingers." Danny's voice was both calm and demanding. ripping the blade off of her lifeless wrist. The glow of the blade died down and Nottingham remained motionless for a time. Sara realized she would finally get the answers regarding to what happened that night. A passion he had felt emit through his own body as they consummated their need for each other. in front of the casing that held the Witchblade. I want answers Danny. And in that brief moment Sara could see the anguish in Nottingham's hazel eyes. "I understand how hard and painful it is for you to relive the past. Finally. So many questions but not enough answers. But she realized this was the most she had seen of Nottingham. She closed her eyes and bowed her head. Sara had to swallow the lump in her throat as she watches herself pass out. with much effort. But don't you want to know how you got the Witchblade back? Why John died? Why I died? Why everything happened the way it did? Why Nottingham came to you that night?" "Don't you want answers. Sara took in a deep breath as Nottingham made his way over to Fiona. Sara didn't understand why the color of his eyes had suddenly hit her.

"I agree.liquid. var chapter . obviously there was now way she was getting any more from him at the moment. Why? Why had Nottingham return the blade to her? Why did he go against Irons' orders? And why did he taste her blood? All these questions were making her head spin. Before leaving Nottingham kissed his fingers and gently placed it on her shoulder. "Pez if you keep watching you'll get your answers. Out of reverence for his lady. If this was his punishment then may be Irons had actually believed his little lie. Nottingham stood in the middle of the den in Irons' mansion. His eyes widen in shock as he let their blood linger on his tongue.' href='#'>Review this Chapter <FORM name=myselect> <SCRIPT type='text/javascript'> var storyid = 789263." "You should have had it. "Where is the Witchblade?" Irons walked over to Nottingham's submissive form. He struck Nottingham across the face. leaving behind Sara and the Witchblade. bowing his head for Sara's loss. There was so much raw anger in Nottingham's eyes Sara inadvertently took a small step back from the canvas. "The money is nothing" The flame quickly engulfed the bag and money. it would not come off." Irons made his way from the fireplace and stood facing Nottingham's habitual posture. Violence had always been a way of showing him he had failed his master. holding out the leather satchel full of money. Irons reaction was violent. So evidently did the Witchblade. in hopes that the light from the fire and the few candles were inadequately enough to cover the truth that lay behind his eyes. No doubt the ransom money he tried to use to save John. Danny nodded his response. Tearing her gaze from the picture she turned her head to look at Danny. Sara watched the heated stare down between the two. Evidently where it belongs. He went against Irons' orders to return home with it. Finally getting up he left the warehouse. She stared at her dead partner. managing to knock a few strands of hair loose. Nottingham looked up from his bowed head." Nottingham's voice remained composed as he outright lied to his master. That little Irish whore was an utter pretender. narrowing his eyes on his servant. He had replaced the Witchblade back on her wrist. leaving nothing more then ashes. Sara's head jerked back slightly and her brows furrowed after witnessing Nottingham's aberrant behavior. Nottingham knelt silently besides his lady. "You should have cut off her hand" This time the lights were enough to show Nottingham's rising anger at the implication of endangering Sara. "It was Nottingham?" Sara was finally able to speak over her initial shock. Seeing his partner's dilemma Danny spoke. <a class='positive' onClick='select_drop("review"). Irons eyed his servant before rising from his hand-carved wooden throne. Even when she was unconscious. Nottingham was pleased with Irons reaction. It was back on Lady Sara's wrist by the time I got there. Finally appreciating and accepting what the blade has done for him. "Back on Sara Pezzini. Though one of her questions was answered it only raised more." Strangely enough Sara complied with the simple request and turned to watch. Taking a quick glance over her shoulder Nottingham was still standing in front to the glass casing. Angrily snatching the bag out of Nottingham's hand and arrogantly tossing it into the large hearth. not once tearing his eyes from the canvas. But in hopes to protect Sara he needed to convince Irons what he said was the truth.

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Much like him they both were clad in black. 'Freak' Nottingham knew no punishments of Irons could ever compare to the pain he had endured by her. The light from the few candles and the roaring fire from the hearth bounced off the walls of the large room. Nottingham needed all of his senses to be keen and his mind clear. Irons cradled a goblet of brandy in his left hand. Then to the change of clothes of Irons' customary suits to the black ensemble. Immo only established Nottingham's guess of Irons' mood. "Where have you been?" Irons' voice remained poised and calm as he questioned Nottingham. All to escape the unfamiliar feelings he still has for Sara and to have a small respite from the anguish of being a freak. Irons sat before the fire in his leather winged back chair." It wasn't a lie but Nottingham knew what Irons . It was the one thing he was able to control. He could see Nottingham standing in the center of the room. All from the biting marks of a whip to the solid strikes of a wooden cane. Ian. Nottingham knew his master was angry. She was what helped him survive all these years. not that he needed to. From his vantage Nottingham eyed Irons' clothes. Immo. 'Freak' He would gladly embrace the physical tortures from Irons. Sara had taken care of that for him. Especially when encountering Irons in his angry state of mind. His tolerance had been one of many skills that made him a dangerous assassin and an even worst foe. The site of Dr. ignoring the doctor's offer. With the chair slightly turned. He was dressed in a white lab coat. Nottingham was unable to see Irons' face. A woman that has left him in a far worse state then he has ever been before. But his master's chose of color was done as a precaution rather then a fashion statement. head bowed and hands clasped behind his back. Before entering the den Dr. The image of her beautiful face and the sound of her laughter that he so long to share with but knew it was impossible. With his elbow on the arm of the chair. leaving it in an eerie red. Throughout the many years of punishments Nottingham had learned to separate his mind from his body.Nottingham slowed his pace just as he rounded the corner. But Nottingham paid no heed to the room. He soundlessly made his way to the center of the den. and awaited Irons acknowledgement of his presence. "I'm sorry. Nottingham had made no sound as he entered. He would let his mind drift to her. and in his right hand he held his black medical bag. taking his habitual stance. once again. Yet this time the corporal pain would be a welcoming feeling for Nottingham. Irons continued to move the goblet to catch a glimpse of Nottingham's reflection. "Paying my respects to Slyvester Marcus. He has been trained to tolerate such high levels of pain. No use in ruining a fine designer suit over spilt blood. to the morbid ambiance of the room. yet Irons knew he was there. There was no use in delaying the inevitable. It was simply a matter of time and when Irons was fully ready to unleash his wrath upon Nottingham. his stethoscope hung loosely around his neck. Immo as he entered the den. Nottingham could hear a loud sigh coming from Dr. Would you like something that would lessen the pain?" Such form of medication would no doubt help lessen the pain but it would only obscure any inhibitions he may need. It was something Nottingham was very familiar with. provide him with the strength to overcome Irons' ire. The ambiance of the room was rather morbid. Immo stopped Nottingham. Besides he was already numb inside. Ironically it was the same woman that led him to this fate. The slight movements of his wrist made the brown contents swirl around. Just outside of the den door stood Dr. Only confirmed what will happen to him. The same woman who would. Everything from the doctor's presence outside.

var categoryid = 428. var userid = 177956. if Irons knew this he would simply use the information against him to twist the knife that was already in his heart. "But that does not explain where you were last night. But there was no doubt that Irons only knew of his whereabouts and not the reasons behind his nightly visit with Sara. all of which had been about her. We can be inseparable. 'So let it begin' Nottingham thought as he both mentally and physically prepared himself. ~*~ 'If you want to stay close to me just ask. 'Freak' Sara's bittersweet voice rang in his ear along with the harsh word she used. Expertly twirling the wooden cane in his hand. All the while rubbing the gold handle of the cane with his free hand. var dateu = '07-05-04'.meant. <a class='positive' onClick='select_drop("review"). There was nothing that would lessen what he felt then and now still. Nottingham remained silent. hm?" Images of that night ran through Nottingham's mind. var chapter = 10. Irons placed the glass of brandy on a near by table. She could not apprehend just how much she was on his mind. Sara stood stunned by Nottingham's thoughts. With his head still bowed Nottingham could see the wooden cane Irons held in his right hand. his head still bowed. where were you last night. "Shall I will tell you where you were?" Irons once again began to circle Nottingham. Nottingham refused to tell him about his profession to Sara and later her rejection of him. Nottingham could not bear that kind of torture. give me your hand' 'With a promise of another tryst like this one you could keep me here forever' ~*~ The images not only played out in Nottingham's mind but also one the canvas that both Sara and Danny had been watching. Art was indeed imitating life a bit to closely. var datep = '0521-02'. "Tell me Ian. It was because of his talents that had gotten the young man killed. I would do anything to please you. It was still hard for him to bear.' href='#'>Review this Chapter <FORM name=myselect> <SCRIPT type='text/javascript'> var storyid = 789263.. var title = 'Revelation'. "Yes an unfortunate loss of such a talented young artist.. var summary = 'How deep is Sara and Ian_connection? A meeting long over due. He realized then no matter how much pain he would endure by Irons or anyone else for that matter." Irons' held no remorse for the death of Slyvester Marcus. Ian?" Irons voice still remained calm and collected. var author = 'Spin11'. var title_t = 'Revelation'. var words = 139577.' 'Freak' Nottingham closed his eyes against the tears that threatened to fall. 'Relax Sara. var chapters = 66. var cat_title = 'Witchblade'. Sara. function select_drop(sel_value) . 7-5'. 'Lack of evidence' was their excuse. in unguarded moments' 'You want answers. At least with the beatings he could concentrate on the pain. Much like he had that night he had returned to the mansion without the Witchblade. "Answer Me!" Irons slapped him across the face with the back of his hand. Using the handle of his cane Irons lifted Nottingham's face until passive hazel eyes locked with icy blue ones.' 'I love you. But Nottingham could sense the undertone of Irons' statement. and arms now laying against his sides. Irons began to circle his disobedient servant. Finally getting up from his chair. He knew where Nottingham had been that night. It was by his influence that had gotten Nottingham out of jail.

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His ragged breathing could be heard. His body gradually succumbing to weakness but his mind still remained strong and focused. Irons used the handle to prop up Nottingham's chin as he moved in closer. But would it have grown beyond into something more then just idle lust for a woman. being the resourceful man that he is. Irons heavily whipped the handle across Nottingham's face. You went to see Sara. Wanting to see the reactions play out in his servant's eyes."You went to see her. Irons began to kick Nottingham until the sound of bones cracking and Nottingham's faint groans could be heard. ~*~ "You honestly thought that even after trying to save her 'precious' Conchobar she would trust you?" Irons questioned as he towered over Nottingham. No part of Nottingham's body was left unscathed by the cane. Yet. . Both Sara and Danny stood stunned as they watched the onslaught of Irons' wrath unfold onto Nottingham. The force was so strong the bottom half of the cane broke off. grabbed a hold of Nottingham's coat. The unbearable pain finally overtook Nottingham's body. Sweat began to form over his body. refusing to give Irons the satisfaction. Irons continued to savagely beat Nottingham. ~*~ The solid sound of the wooden cane striking Nottingham's back echoed in the empty hall of the museum. When his arms were too tired to strike down. I can only assume. If so would he have been so forthright and profess to Sara how he felt? Irons asked Nottingham once again but in return there was silence. With each strike Nottingham held back the urge to cry out in pain. Irons. Hooking the handle of the cane under Nottingham's chin Irons forcefully pulled up until Nottingham. leaving a larger gash above his left eyebrow. 'I love you in unguarded moments. Simply taking a quick break before continuing on. But his mind reeled back to his profession. since he too controlled that part of Nottingham's life. who swayed slightly and unsteadily." Irons tugged Nottingham's head back with each word. His eyes never left Irons. His eyes widen from shock at what he found.' Beyond the tears and blood that covered them Irons searched Nottingham's eyes. sending the splinter flying across the room. He held the broken end of the cane. sprawled against the floor. hmm?" Nottingham retained his silence. "Your infatuation and devotion to Sara Pezzini is touchingly apparent. and nose. Tears and blood blurred his vision but Nottingham remained silent. Irons had been aware of Nottingham's growing infatuation for Sara. Irons brought the cane down against Nottingham's back. "It is still uncertain to me you're true purpose of your visit with the fair Sara. Vigorously yanking the obstructive garment off. leaving him dressed only in his thin black sweater and cargo pants." From behind. Nottingham staggered slightly from the blow. dropping him on all fours. blood flowed down his face from the cuts above his brows. "What did you tell her Ian. his eyes watered but his face remained stoic. Drops of blood from his mouth splashed down onto the wooden floor. knocking him down. Yet for some reason the pain she had seen in his eyes held something more. He shoved Nottingham's head forward as he let go of his hair. It went beyond the aspect of physical torment. leaving the heavy handle exposed. changed his grip. After effortlessly regaining his equilibrium Nottingham stood weakly in front of his master. If it weren't for the pain reflected in his eyes Sara wouldn't have known the suffering he was going through. finally made it to his feet. landing on furnishings and onto the expensive Persian rug. Blood spewed across the room. Irons." Nottingham stared at his master through half lidded eyes.

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Remembering the number of times he had seen her weep over the lost of a loved one or the pressures of life finally taking its toll. She was unaware of his presence there. though tough as she might seem. Remembering how the simple rise of the fine line would speak volumes. That night he called Mr. He hadn't realized he held his breath until the tightness of his chest was evident. The true wielder of the Witchblade. Ian caught the tear between his fingers. With one hand Ian lightly traced the contours of Sara's face with his fingertips. She far exceeded his expectations. Moving lower he smiled as he outlined the arch of her eyebrow. But Sara. Ready to take control over her and the blade. Another teardrop rolled down her face. Irons about Sara Pezzini. Finally he managed to move his rooted legs over to her. He grinned as his finger outline the slope of her nose. not in Ian's eyes. Ian used his fingers to wipe and dry away the tears on her face. 'Magnificent isn't it. Wishing he could rub away the dark circles under her eyes due from restless nights and lack of sleep. He stood just behind her until his reflection caught her attention. Beautiful that she is was too common of a word and Sara was not a common woman.' It was the last and only time Sara ever showed concern for his safety. So many words ran through his mind. smooth skin. Reveling in the feel of her soft. He stood frozen when she entered the hall. He was used to it. Recalling the many times she would lift it in defiance to those who would dare go against her Irons in particular. Those that did lived a .of his thumbs Ian began to gently wipe them away. His fingers grazed down the expanse of her cheek and down to her chin. He hated to see his lady cry. He let his gaze roam over Sara's facial features. Yes Sara Pezzini was not a disappointment. and he was willing to accept it. Smoothing out the worry lines on her forehead. Wishing he could just simply embrace all the pain and let it dissolved into him. But she was a lioness. taking the opportunity he let his eyes travel over the woman who's will and courage radiated from her tantalizing form.' It was more of an admission to him rather then a question she misinterpreted towards the Witchblade. There was no one who would go against him. Striking wasn't exactly the word Ian used when he encountered Sara at the Midtown museum. 'Concealed vulnerability' It had been one of the many traits that attracted the Witchblade to Sara. He knew the moment he seen her and their eyes locked this was 'the' woman. Irons had expected someone docile and susceptible to his every whims and desires. He brought his finger to his lips tasting the distinctive bitter salt that was left on his finger. Ian let his fingers travel lower still. The moment her fiery emerald eyes locked with his the one word that managed to justify what he felt about her escaped his lips. was still vulnerable. Captivating most definitely was another word he would have used to describe Sara. 'Do you find her striking?' A query once asked by his master. indeed a fearless woman to be reckoned with. yes she did have that effect on him.' Ian was right Sara Pezzini was not a disappointment. She is everything you said she'd be. From a secured distance Ian watched the shoot out unfold before him. Mr. 'Sorry Sir. 'You won't be disappointed. In his vigilance he had longed to hold her in his arms as she cried herself to sleep. he was no stranger to it. Breathtaking maybe. Within the blink of an eye the day ended with an explosion and the Witchblade on the wrist of the next wielder. watching as he rubbed it together as the water dissolved into his skin. 'How can this woman as tough as she is have such an adorable nose?' Ian thought. You shouldn't be here.

The thought that he may once again be besieged by the visions he had encountered wasn't evident in his mind. as the blade tasted his blood. } else if (sel_value == 'abuse') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/report. } else if (sel_value == 'fs') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/fav_add. var title = 'Revelation'. } else if (sel_value == 'aa') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/fav_add.510) .470). Sara would have never let that happen. } else if (sel_value == 'c2') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/c2_addstory.560. To his surprise she closed her eyes and lifted her face closer to his. Ian suddenly pulled back from Sara's kiss as he felt the biting marks of the blade pierce through his skin and into his wrist. All he had wanted was a chance to kiss his Lady Sara. and he could feel his entire body becoming heavy. Quickly remembering the kiss they shared.470).560. His head was pounding.' href='#'>Review this Chapter <FORM name=myselect> <SCRIPT type='text/javascript'> var storyid = 789263. and emotions of past lives. His shock was evident in a sharp gasp when she started to kiss him back. var author = 'Spin11'. his heart rate was racing. Finally he let his fingers travel over the fullness of her lips. It was simply her body reacting to his and the cruelty of the blade.php? storyid='+storyid+'&chapter='+chapter+'&storytextid=1840725'. 7-5'. Ian tried to blink back the haziness he felt.470). var review_url = '/review. var datep = '05-21-02'. Never. To have her tongue trace over his lips. With the initial pain gone Ian was soon assailed with visions. var title_t = 'Revelation'. taunting them open so she could delve deeper into his mouth. if(sel_value == 'review') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/review.470).560. var words = 139577. they did not share a kiss.rather short life. Head slightly tilted and lips just a mere breath apart Ian closed his eyes.php?add_favstory=1&storyid='+storyid. He watched wide-eyed. var chapters = 66. tender feel of her lips against his. Ian was in tears when Sara forced her tongue between his lips and teeth. ~*~ <a class='positive' onClick='select_drop("review"). He watched Sara's reaction as he leaned in closer. var logind = 'http://login. var chapter = 12.php? action=add&storyid='+storyid. The touch of her tongue with his was intoxicating. It was until the sharp ends of the tendrils dug into his wrist.php? add_favauthor=1&storyid='+storyid. Which brought Ian much satisfaction that there was someone brave enough to stand against the 'Iron' man. He craved to have the richness of her mouth against his. } else if .net'.fanfiction. He sighed as he felt the warm. Because Sara's mind was not aware of what had transpired.. No. var summary = 'How deep is Sara and Ian_connection? A meeting long over due.php?add_authoralert=1&storyid='+storyid. His desire to taste her was overwhelming. var toast. function select_drop(sel_value) { var rev = 1. var categoryid = 428. } else if (sel_value == 'fa') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/fav_add. memories.560. var userid = 177956.. The hand that adorned the Witchblade lifted up to cover over Ian's left hand that still cupped her cheek. var dateu = '07-05-04'. The warmth of their breaths mingled together.560. The tears in his eyes blurred his visions of Sara. They were still slightly parted as he used his thumb to trace over them.php?storyid='+storyid+'&chapter='+chapter+'&storytextid=1840725'.560.php? categoryid='+categoryid+'&chapter='+chapter+'&storyid='+storyid+'&title='+title. Ian was too lost in the kiss he didn't feel the tendrils of the blade wrap around his wrist. var cat_title = 'Witchblade'.470). Ian did not see the intense red glow of the stone or hear it hiss on Sara's wrist. Being inexperience in such an intimate act he let Sara take control.

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Danny? Trust? How can I trust a guy like Nottingham? He set us up Danny. And you want me to trust him?" . "So what is it I don't know?" "Nottingham is a man you can trust. The instant her fingers touched the canvas it began to ripple. It never accrued to her that Nottingham might actually be an abused victim. Sara's eyes narrowed on Danny when he didn't speak. Contemplating over what he had said about Nottingham being abused and what she had seen as well. "Well Danny way don't you enlighten me then. She could tell he had something to say but he managed to keep it to himself. in Sara's view. Still Danny knew Sara too long and too well. The man was a trained assassin. How can a guy like that be a victim? Danny could tell from the way Sara moved there was a war raging on in her mind. Convincing Sara that Nottingham was a man she could trust was going to take a lot more then just visions from the blade. 'Everything I touch is destroyed' Sara thought. How the sweat soaked black material of his tank top clung to him. He was responsible for your death. Remembering what she had seen of him before being thrust into this nightmarish of a vision. Looking past Danny's shoulder to the man who stood in front of the glass casing that held the Witchblade. genetically enhanced. all because of her. And if she wasn't careful she would lose the one person whom she thought was invincible. was physically well endowed. Sara recalled what she had seen of Nottingham's fighting ability. Pushing the thought aside Sara continued. Raising a hand towards it she let her fingertips lightly graze against the image. 'You would too if you'd just open your mind and heart' Danny thought but didn't voice his opinion. How could a father do that to a son though? But the information didn't seem right. There was no doubt that Nottingham. staring at Nottingham in his habitual stance." Danny's voice broke through her thoughts. But Sara pushed back the thoughts of him being a victim. Her anger rising as she narrowed her eyes. And that something more my just involve someone's death. The man could catch bullets with his bare hands for crying out loud. A cold shiver ran down her back at the thought of Irons being Nottingham's father. Danny hoped that his partner would get the hint before it went too far and too late." She replied sarcastically. She refused to let that happen." His statement was short and to the point. Sara walked over to the canvas. Distorting the image until nothing but blank darkness replaced the picture. she just couldn't pin point it. "You know less then you think you do. '. "Trust. Pez. She looked at her fingers. covered in clothes that really didn't do him any justice. Nottingham's prone form was still in the picture. She turned her back against the canvas and faced her partner.Ian Nottingham might be Kenneth Irons' son. She walked past Danny and stood on the opposite end of the glass casing. There was something more going on between those two.Sara blinked back at Danny's statement.' Sara recalled the surveillance information she had recovered from the disks she took after Persigian and Wolfe were shot. huh! You seem to have all the answers O wise one. She let her gaze roam over his strong frame. She couldn't possible imagine the kind of punishments he must have endured being with Irons. She wasn't going to accept it. showing off the distinctive curves of his upper body. She still could picture the sinewy muscles of his arms and shoulders. Shaking her head Sara still could not fathom why a man like him could stay with Irons.

if(sel_value == 'review') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/review.myselect.location='/s/789263/12/Revelation'"> <SELECT title='chapter navigation' Name=chapter onChange="self. var dateu = '07-05-04'. var datep = '05-21-02'.560. Not Nottingham. Now if only his partner was able to forgive and accept. } else if (sel_value == 'fa') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/fav_add.php?add_authoralert=1&storyid='+storyid. } else if (sel_value == 'aa') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/fav_add.net'.. And being the 'ghost'. gave him the opportunity to observe Nottingham.value + '/Revelation'. Chapter three<option value=4 >4."Gallo was the one who pulled the trigger and ended my life Sara. From the knowledge he had gained from his ethereal state he new the man was someone Sara should trust. var author = 'Spin11'. var title = 'Revelation'.opt. var userid = 177956.560. function select_drop(sel_value) { var rev = 1. var chapters = 66.opt.560. Like the man .470). } else if (sel_value == 'c2') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/c2_addstory. as Sara had put it.fanfiction. Chapter two<option value=3 >3.470). What are you telling me you've forgiven him. Danny?" Sara's eyebrows shot up in question.php? add_favauthor=1&storyid='+storyid.php? action=add&storyid='+storyid. At first Danny hadn't trusted Nottingham either.560.location = '/s/789263/'+ this. var toast. 7-5'. } else if (sel_value == 'fs') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/fav_add.selectedIndex ]. Nottingham had been forbidden to interfere and even if he had said yes there was still no way they could have prevented his death.470).php?add_favstory=1&storyid='+storyid. The powers that be had given Danny insights and knowledge. var chapter = 13.560.510) .560. . var categoryid = 428." "You sound like you're trying to defend him." "Nottingham didn't exactly help to prevent it either Danny. <a class='positive' onClick='select_drop("review"). var words = 139577. to watch him with Irons.php? categoryid='+categoryid+'&chapter='+chapter+'&storyid='+storyid+'&title='+title. var summary = 'How deep is Sara and Ian_connection? A meeting long over due.560.470).php? storyid='+storyid+'&chapter='+chapter+'&storytextid=1875319'. var title_t = 'Revelation'.selectedIndex]. He refused to help me!" "He couldn't help you Sara. Chapter one<option value=2 >2..options[document.php? add_storyalert=1&storyid='+storyid. var logind = 'http://login. } else if (sel_value == 'abuse') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/report. } } </SCRIPT> <select name=opt title='story actions'> <option value=abuse>Report Possible Abuse <option value=fs selected>Add Story to Favorites <option value=sa>Add Story to Story Alert <option value=fa>Add Author to Favorites <option value=aa>Add Author to Author Alert <option value=c2>Add Story to Community </select> <input type=button value=Go onClick='select_drop(document.470).470).myselect."><option value=1 >1. Being dead had its perks too.value)'> <TD ALIGN=RIGHT><INPUT TYPE=BUTTON Value=' < Prev ' onClick="self. var review_url = '/review.options[this.' href='#'>Review this Chapter <FORM name=myselect> <SCRIPT type='text/javascript'> var storyid = 789263. In time he had forgiven him for his refusal to help because now he understood. } else if (sel_value == 'sa') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/fav_add. var cat_title = 'Witchblade'. He was forbidden to interfere.php?storyid='+storyid+'&chapter='+chapter+'&storytextid=1875319'.

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He didn't know where to start. The image of Nottingham's death replayed in his mind. "This isn't about me forgiving Nottingham. 'twitter'. But sharing this information now when Sara was still unwilling to accept would be useless.prioritize = ['blogger_post'. Danny's silence had already answered for him. 'read_it_later'.google-analytics.true.google. It would only add to her anger and another layer to the walls surrounding her heart. "Oh yeah what the hell is it then.insertBefore(ga. s).protocol ? 'https://ssl' : 'http://www') + '. Sara would have been more shocked if he had actually given her a straight answer. </script> <script type='text/javascript' src='http://static. 'google_gmail'. a2a_config. Their connection ran deeper then Sara would have ever expected or allowed.location.js'. There was no way he could answer her question and make her understand at the same time. 'email'. var s = document. She was stuck here in a vision and the blade didn't seem to want to . he needed to think.src = ('https:' == document. "It's about seeing the big picture. 'delicious']. But if Sara didn't hurry up and open her eyes. 'instapaper'. and frustrated.js'></script> Chapter: 14 Danny knew that Nottingham was more then just a man Sara could trust. 'livejournal'. She was going to loose him. She was determined to get at least one answer from him before she was pulled from the vision and he vanished. She wasn't too surprise when he didn't speak.com/ga. huh?" Sara furrowed her eyebrows together. 'wordpress'.com/menu/page.js'></script> <script type='text/javascript' src='http://apis. She raised her eyebrows at him hoping he would be forth coming with his little information. This was her vision. ga. </script> <script type='text/javascript'> var a2a_config = a2a_config || {}. Baby steps he thought as he glanced over at Nottingham.parentNode. But what could he honestly tell her? That the insights he had obtained eventually lead him to forgive Nottingham? That she wasn't the only person he had been keeping an eye on? Tell her all the terrible things he had witnessed as he watched over Nottingham? Danny shuddered at the mental images as he recalled all that the man had gone through. She had the right to be upset. "Why Danny?" She crossed her arms and waited. })(). 'google_buzz'. Pez!" Danny's waning patient had finally snapped and Sara could hear it in his voice. She could see it in his eyes. Sara. That left Sara with just one more question. 'google_reader'. Surprised to hear Danny raise his voice at her. 'facebook'. s. "So Danny you're telling me you've forgiven Nottingham?" Sara stared incredulously at her dead partner. Danny's mouth began to move but there were no words coming out.getElementsByTagName('script')[0]. Danny tore his eyes away from Sara. The higher ups gave Danny a quick glance into a possible future and he didn't like what he had seen. Even Danny had been surprised when he had found out.com/js/plusone. Sara could sense that there was something more her dead partner was holding back on. Sara blinked back. confused. She couldn't understand why he was getting so frustrated." Instead Danny evaded her question all together.addtoany. Which was something Danny was trying hard to avoid.

in her opinion.' 'If you want to stay close to me. She closed her eyes and took in another deep breath. "Sara?" Danny called to her. "I always knew that Irons was a sadistic bastard but that little movie just confirmed that the man was just pure fucking evil reincarnated. which was another issue she just didn't want to address at the moment. "You want to know what I got from the 'big picture'?" Sara didn't bother to hide the sarcasm.' Nottingham's voice and declaration ran over and over in Danny's mind. So what makes you think he'll fight for me." Sara voice trembled slightly. Its up to you now. "Sara?" Danny's voice broke through her trance. Her gasp was barley audible but Danny turned to see Sara." "So this vision is for me to forgive and trust Ian? I can't do that Danny. For a brief moment everything in her life made sense and she felt safe. "How can I trust a man who was willing to accept a beating like that? He didn't defend himself and he sure as hell didn't fight back. she uncrossed her arms and took a step closer to Danny.' 'I love you. The corners of Danny's mouth rose slightly. Danny knew what had transpired. When she spoke again her anger was back." Sara paused. But he was sure as hell wasn't being forthcoming in the information department instead he became more and more cryptic. afraid that he could see the anguish reflected there. "I've seen the 'big picture' and you know what I didn't like what I saw!" Sara used her hand and pointed at the blank canvas. gathering herself before answering. He was even worst then Nottingham. He turned his head to look at Nottingham still standing in front of the glass casing. Taking deep breaths to lower her rising anger. and the confusion was seen on her face. In unguarded moments. Just ask. Sara bowed her head. She pursed her lips together. "And Nottingham. I won't. And he was snapping at her? Sara lifted her eyebrow clearly upset at Danny's outburst. She couldn't grasp what had just happened. Sara. Now she was here with her 'dead' partner who.' Danny thought as he stared at him." Danny knew Sara didn't truly believe what she said. Her anger was evident in her voice. But she was so adamant about it that it didn't matter. Her conviction was too weak.let her go. her eyes narrowed. "There is more to Nottingham then you think." Danny pointed to the Witchblade. Danny was about to protest but Sara raised her hand to stop him. Sara. More for her benefit then Danny's. 'I must be loosing my mind' she thought as she lightly bit down on her lower lip. She had been so stunned at what she witnessed. His smile quickly turned into a sad smirk. You just need to open your eyes. Little did Sara know the brick walls that surrounded her heart were slowly ." Sara crossed her arms and lifted her chin in defiance. Which was gone before Sara noticed. We could become inseparable. 'I've done all I could do. The answers you seek are there. "Nottingham is certainly not a man I can depend on. Sara still held her fingers to her tingling lips. She was lightly touching her parted lips. 'I guess this wasn't all in vain' he thought happily. "Use it. She cleared her throat and continued. Danny?" 'Relax. He smiled at the thought of Nottingham kissing Sara. "And Nottingham?" Danny added gently. Her lower lip began to quiver again. had all the answers she sought. wanting to smile. I would do anything to please you. Not wanting to look Danny in the eyes.

470).opt. for now. He could feel the vision coming to an end.value + '/Revelation'. 'Was he smiling?' Sara wondered.470). var chapter = 14." Sara narrowed her eyes at Danny. var cat_title = 'Witchblade'. var userid = 177956. "You mean Nottingham don't you?" "What are you talking about? Of course I meant Nottingham. } else if (sel_value == 'aa') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/fav_add. It was one of many defense tactics she used to keep her distance. } else if (sel_value == 'fa') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/fav_add.510) .php?add_favstory=1&storyid='+storyid.560. Danny finally let his smile show on his face. var title = 'Revelation'.php? storyid='+storyid+'&chapter='+chapter+'&storytextid=1915574'. Danny could only pray.php? add_storyalert=1&storyid='+storyid.php?storyid='+storyid+'&chapter='+chapter+'&storytextid=1915574'. var categoryid = 428. } else if (sel_value == 'fs') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/fav_add.selectedIndex ]. The Witchblade was done teaching Sara. } } </SCRIPT> <select name=opt title='story actions'> <option value=abuse>Report Possible Abuse <option value=fs selected>Add Story to Favorites <option value=sa>Add Story to Story Alert <option value=fa>Add Author to Favorites <option value=aa>Add Author to Author Alert <option value=c2>Add Story to Community </select> <input type=button value=Go onClick='select_drop(document.' href='#'>Review this Chapter <FORM name=myselect> <SCRIPT type='text/javascript'> var storyid = 789263.php?add_authoralert=1&storyid='+storyid. But her ghostly partner had once again vanished.560. var datep = '05-21-02'. Chapter three<option value=4 >4.location = '/s/789263/'+ this. Hopefully Sara would be going back to reality with a little more knowledge gained. var author = 'Spin11'. She realize at that moment she actually did say Ian's name rather then addressing with her usual 'Nottingham'.location='/s/789263/13/Revelation'"> <SELECT title='chapter navigation' Name=chapter onChange="self.560. var logind = 'http://login. 7-5'. } else if (sel_value == 'c2') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/c2_addstory. var toast.php? categoryid='+categoryid+'&chapter='+chapter+'&storyid='+storyid+'&title='+title.crumbling.net'.470).php? add_favauthor=1&storyid='+storyid.myselect. var words = 139577.." The playfulness could be heard in Danny's voice.options[document.myselect. } else if (sel_value == 'sa') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/fav_add. . It wouldn't have mattered."><option value=1 >1.php? action=add&storyid='+storyid. did it? ~*~ <a class='positive' onClick='select_drop("review"). } else if (sel_value == 'abuse') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/report.. Yet. var summary = 'How deep is Sara and Ian_connection? A meeting long over due.opt.470). Chapter two<option value=3 >3.560. Sara was about to protest to Danny's observation of what she said. var chapters = 66.560. function select_drop(sel_value) { var rev = 1. I could have sworn you said Ian.470). But it didn't mean anything. var title_t = 'Revelation'.options[this. Chapter one<option value=2 >2.560.470).value)'> <TD ALIGN=RIGHT><INPUT TYPE=BUTTON Value=' < Prev ' onClick="self.560.fanfiction. var review_url = '/review. "Gee. if(sel_value == 'review') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/review. var dateu = '07-05-04'.selectedIndex]. Suddenly Danny's face grew solemn.

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google. With much effort Ian pushed away from Sara. To his surprise she was still left in her trance like state. trying to lower his racing heart beat and he tried to push the burning feeling in his left arm. And the memory of Elizabeth was still too painful in Ian's heart. 'email'. If he was going to convince Sara of their connection they would need to discuss the issue alone and as far away from Irons. Ian took in several deep breaths. })(). Ian pushed himself to his feet and hastily put his clothes back on. Not only did he remember his love for the wielder but also what had happened in those moments they. Turning his hand over he noticed two faint scars on his wrist. 'It must be done tonight. ga.google-analytics.com/menu/page. In those moments held the truth the of what had happened. 'google_reader'. </script> <script type='text/javascript' src='http://static. 'instapaper'. 'google_buzz'. Ian had already been assailed with images of past lives but this time it had been more intense. had shared together. 'delicious']. the wielder and protector.protocol ? 'https://ssl' : 'http://www') + '. He watched in astonishment as the tendrils melted back into bracelet form on Sara's wrist.com/ga. Ian finally understood why the bard's life was so easily taken by the blade.src = ('https:' == document. He would . 'read_it_later'. The two memories that stood out the most in Ian's mind were of his time with Cathain and Elizabeth. But he had to convince Sara that they belonged to each other. He could only hope that Irons didn't see the kiss. 'wordpress'.js'></script> Chapter: 15 ~*~ With one last squeeze from the Witchblade the metallic vines slowly unwrapped itself around Ian's wrist.' Ian thought. The same spot where the Witchblade had pierced through.getElementsByTagName('script')[0]. There was not doubt Irons had been observing them through the security camera. 'twitter'. 'livejournal'. Not even Kenneth Irons himself. var s = document. Ian immediately opened his eyes remembering he had broken contact with Sara. He curled his fingers and flexed his hand.js'.com/js/plusone.parentNode. Ian still felt light headed from his encounter with the Witchblade and his left arm felt like it was on fire. He knew the blade had once again chosen him to protect the wielder of this lifetime. Leaning his head back against the wall he closed his eyes against the pounding headache the Witchblade left him. Ian brought his left hand closer to his face.location. 'facebook'.prioritize = ['blogger_post'. Though the Witchblade had let him go it was obvious the blade had not released Sara just yet.addtoany.true. Crawling back to the opposite end of the elevator next to his discarded clothes.insertBefore(ga. It took several minutes before the pain began to abate and his heart rate returned to normal. s.js'></script> <script type='text/javascript' src='http://apis. If she truly accepted that they become inseparable then there was nothing that could stand in their way. Ian just didn't know how much of what happened Irons actually saw. 'google_gmail'. He leaned back against the wall of the elevator and rests his arms on his raised knees. </script> <script type='text/javascript'> var a2a_config = a2a_config || {}. And the one evil that always seemed to lurk behind the darkness. s). Ian ran a finger across the two small scars on his wrist. a2a_config. The burning sensation was finally gone.

Ian bent to pick up his gloves off the floor. He tucked the loose strand of hair behind her ear. Car 3 was still locked and looks like the occupants were doing all right. Henry turned to look at situations of the two cars. That's one person you don't want to cross. But then again this was a place where you don't let your curiosity get to you. The guard quickly rushed over and pushed Mike's feet off the desk. He never knew the kind of business she had with Irons and Nottingham. making sure the ends were pulled over to cover the two scars. Nothing has changed. "Look kid you really don't want to screw up here. Ian walked over to Sara and knelt before her one last time. "Dang Henry what the hell you do that for?" Mike began to rub away the sleep from his eyes. Ian was not going to take any chances and especially with Kenneth Irons. "Henry relax you're going to give yourself a heart attack before you turn 60. feet planted on top of the desk in front of the monitors." One of the two security guards monitoring the surveillance videos entered the small room. instead he let his lips gently press against her forehead. He walked back to the control panel and picked up the phone. Though they were quite faint and one would have to narrow their eyes to see it. "Hey Mike did you hear me or what? I said dinner is here. He looked around the room until he seen who had jerked him awake. Mike startled awake.still need to serve Irons for the time being. "Okay Mike dinner is here. What could possibly go wrong?" Mike pointed at the large panel of television sets that adorned the wall. Like they said curiosity killed the cat. He let out a sigh. Especially with Irons and Nottingham." "Henry chill alright nothing interesting has happened. 'Keep your friends close and your enemies closer. In his haste Ian did not see the ring he hand placed on the gloves roll to the ground. using his back to keep the door open while he maneuvered a large cardboard box with 'Gino's Pizza' printed on the cover over to a table. So what kind of pizza did you get?" Mike bounced off his chair and headed towards the box. And the fact that Irons still had a hold over him. The next time he was going to kiss Sara she was going to be willing to accept his advances wholeheartedly. Nottingham runs a very tight. He took his right hand and let his fingers lightly caress her cheek. and I mean tight security. Irons is on his way down as we speak. Henry turned to watch Mike grab a slice.' It was the only way Ian knew to keep Sara safe. Totally shrugging off Henry's outburst. He backed up into the room. Finally he slipped his leather glove over his left hand. then stopping just above her lips. So there is no room for errors. He looked at Henry and flashed him a 'what are your worried look'. was still a problem. He recognized her as that NYPD detective." "Mike you moron you're suppose to be watching the monitors not sleeping!" Mike could see the vein in Henry's neck ready to pop out and explode. The thought of Irons only made Ian dress much more quickly. Taking a deep breath the older guard tried to explain how important that there was no room for errors in this company. Shaking his head. He looked deeply into her glazed green eyes. "Man I had this killer dream about this chick and me on a deserted island. Once again Ian pulled himself away from her. The woman that was stuck with Nottingham was still huddled in her corner of the elevator. He wanted so much to kiss her again but he held back." He placed the pizza on the table and turned to see the rookie guard asleep in his chair. grabbing hold of the arms of the chair. Elevator car 3 is still locked and Mr. something he could not understand yet. The kid really didn't know the kind of consequences he could get himself into. Though he had to admit Irons' strange .

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. 'google_buzz'. })(). . Unfortunately for him Mike had been the one left in the room while Henry went out to pick up some dinner. I wasn't the one supervising the monitors.getElementsByTagName('script')[0]. Henry covers the mouthpiece to the phone and repeated the question to Mike. He could easily sense the fear and anxiety in the guard's voice. 'google_reader'.com/ga.location. a2a_config. 'wordpress'.push(['_setAccount'. (function() { var ga = document. s)." Ian could hear the other guarding cursing in the background. Mike on the other hand didn't feel the same.})." Ian ordered. Clearing his throat Henry began to explain to Ian of Irons current condition. Poor kid was really shiting in his pants.parentNode. "Let me speak to the one who had been left in charge in your absence.async = true. "What seems to be the problem?" Ian inquired to the guard on the phone. var s = document. If he hadn't been sleeping on the job they would have caught the problem before it had escalated into something big. ga. 'delicious']. "Sirr. sir. 'instapaper'.sir?" "How long has Mr. ga. 'google_gmail'. 'facebook'. Something was definitely not right with his story.js'></script> <script type='text/javascript' src='http://apis.protocol ? 'https://ssl' : 'http://www') + '. and lifted the receiver to his ear. In the background Ian was able to pick up the mutterings of the other guard. _gaq.createElement('script'). 'email'.src = ('https:' == document. 'livejournal'. </script> <script type="text/javascript"> var _gaq = _gaq || [].google-analytics. As if the all his worries were lifted off his shoulders and he had nothing to fear." Even before the security guard uttered out the words Ian knew something was wrong. "How the hell should I know I was sleeping remember.com/js/plusone.google. Henry angrily eyed Mike. Nottingham.type = 'text/javascript'. Ian could vaguely hear a few profanities and prayers being said.insertBefore(ga. uh?" "We have a situation. swallowed the lump in this throat.prioritize = ['blogger_post'. 'read_it_later'. sir.js'></script> Chapter: 16 "Mr. This was entirely his fault. s. Ian brows furrowed as he listened to the guard's explanation. Henry handed the phone to Mike at once. </script> <script type='text/javascript' src='http://static." Mike ran another nervous hand through his hair.push(['_trackPageview']). 'UA-4098224-1']). I had been out grabbing dinner. Irons been unconscious?" Ian repeated. that it was going to be another hour and a half before it did? "How long has Mr. ga. _gaq. He gripped the phone. Henry uncovered the mouthpiece and began to speak again. How was it possible that Irons was stuck in an elevator? Had the guard not tell him that the elevators were not operational. He let out a sigh of relief when the phone had been taken out of his hand. 'twitter'. "I'm not sure. sir. </script> <script type='text/javascript'> var a2a_config = a2a_config || {}.addtoany.com/menu/page. He too sounded nervous.js'. Irons been unconscious?" Henry looked over at Mike who hadn't stop pacing since they found about Irons.

" Sweat began to run down along his face. Henry had just left to pick up some dinner. But all he heard was silence. Mr. A few short minutes after he had entered elevator car 2 making his way down. "Yes sir" Mike's voice was nothing more then a mere whisper. "6:45 p. But the situation called for it and he was going to take his chances with Nottingham.m."I. "Henry look the elevator is working again. "Mr. Even though she had no idea what had transpired. "Let me speak to the other guard." Ian interrupted before Henry could continue. He never mentioned not tell Nottingham the truth. sir. Irons had ordered for the elevator car that you were in to remain locked and not to inform you about it. He didn't specify the reasons why. What was Irons up to? What would he gain going through so much trouble? Ian turned to glance at Sara. "Have the other guard tend to Mr. He needed to get out of there.." Mike held his breath as he anticipated Ian's reaction. Nottingham. "Mr. Irons left his office and entered the elevator?" To Mike's relief it was the only question he was able to answer. He never thought he was going to be on the receiving end of it. "Everything has been in working order for the past hour. Nottingham. Irons. sir?" . sir. Irons had been unconscious and why the elevator has stopped running. His train of thought was broken when he heard the other guard over the phone. sir" "Did you not inform me that the elevators were not operational? That it would have taken another hour and half before it was?" Henry nodded then realized that Ian was not able to see him. "Why is it you don't know? Were you incapacitated at the time?" Ian was sure that the guard must have fallen asleep during Irons' 'situation'. Then hopefully have a chance to discuss with Sara what had happened between them. He closed his eyes trying to recall the time. It was a safety feature he made sure was installed. "Yes I did. Make sure that he is alright. He didn't like the fact he had to choose between Irons and Nottingham. Henry took in one last breath and began to explain to Ian." "Then how is it possible that Mr. He knew that it was possible to keep an elevator locked in place while the others were still running.m." "Do you want me to unlock your elevator car. Irons is now trapped in an elevator that was not supposed to be operational?" Ian could hear the heavy sigh at the other end of the phone." After a short pause Henry continued. There was nothing in his voice that would tell him other wise. He didn't have time to respond before Ian spoke. "Then can you tell me what time Mr. Yet Irons only ordered him to lock the elevator and lie to Nottingham about it. Henry wasn't too sure that Irons would appreciate him telling Nottingham about the elevators. and that he was going to give further instructions when he arrived from his office. All that left Ian were questions he had no answers to. He remembered seeing Irons leaving his office and a few minutes after he was riding down on one of the elevator cars.I don't know. Irons left his office at preciously at 6:15 p." Ian quietly listened and knew that the guard was telling him the truth." Mike gladly returned the phone to Henry." "Mr. We honestly don't know how long Mr. She was still trapped in her vision but not for long. Ian began to calculate the difference of time in his head. "What time is it now?" Ian demanded. He needed some time to figure out what Irons' plans were.

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"Mr. Irons snapped his eyes open to see one of the security guards hovering above him. Irons are you alright?" 'Wait!' he thought. Another second past and he knew he heard his name being called out. he was not going to give Irons the advantage by staying in the elevator. for now. He heard it again. Though he hated to leave Sara behind he knew he had to. The burning sensation traveled its way up from the brand on the back of his hand and along his arm. Taking one last glance at Sara Ian leapt up. Looking down his right arm. beyond the fog the sound grew louder but still not clear enough to distinguish what it was. grabbed a hold of the edges and hoisted himself through the small opening. "Mr. corporeal pain darkness seemed to engulf him. Only to be punished for acting against the master's wishes. The confusion in Irons' eyes was soon replaced with anger. He quickly closed the door and immediately worked on unlocking another access door that would lead him to a secret passageway. Then as Irons continued to suffer from the horrible. He was still unsure if Irons had been coherent enough to respond. Irons are you alright?" Mike asked again. Obvious confusion reflected on both faces. It didn't take Irons long to remember what had happened. The burning sensation and pain was gone as if it didn't existed. No. Mike.now stagnant bracelet. it had to be the blade. Through the darkness. trapping him on the eleventh floor. He recalled the acute pain throbbing in his arm. Then it must be the blade calling out to him then. Ian was not going to wait. Irons sat there for a brief moment. Irons stared at the ugly visage of the guard above. which he soon wiped away with his black silk . Then he heard it again. His name being called out. 'Who's there?' But no words escaped his lips. Trapped like a caged animal waiting for the doors to open and be lead out by its master. Lightly rubbing against the two faint scars left by his encounter with the Witchblade. "No. Soon enough Ian was making his way back down to the first floor where he would be awaiting for both Sara and Irons' arrival. The voice had no doubt belonged to a man. Ian had managed to unlock and open the access door to roof of the elevator car. Trying to pull him back from the abyss. "Mr. Yes. Without assistance Irons managed to sit up on his own. He vaguely recalled the elevator lurching to a halt. The voice certainly didn't belong to his servant Ian Nottingham. He examined his scar on the back of his hand and began to flex his fingers making sure the digits still worked. Inadvertently Ian let his leather clad fingers graze over his left wrist. Irons?" The booming voice called out his name again. Irons!" Somehow the guard had managed to turn Irons over onto his back and began calling out to him. But who could be calling out to him? Elizabeth maybe? No it couldn't be she was dead. the security guard had been the only poor soul there to feel Irons wrath. 'What is going on?' He couldn't even hear his own voice. If Irons was up to something. ~*~ He could hear the faint muffled sounds reaching out to him. no doubt that he was. It wasn't an angelic voice he would imagine the blade to be or anyone else for that matter. Only the dried blood that lined the circles of his scar. Ian needed to gain back the valuable time he already lost and regain control. you idiot I'm not alright!" Irons yelled back. So who in the bloody hell could be calling out to him? "Mr. Ian had finally comprehended what needed to be done.

both still trapped. Henry looked up when he heard the door open. Looking just as frazzled as he was." Mike slumped into the chair next to Henry's. "Don't touch me! Hand me my cane!" Mike began to search the elevator car and spotted the cane on the floor nearby the control panel. Irons tried unsteadily to get to his feet. . Irons hurriedly walked out of the elevator car. "What happened?" Irons questioned as he closed the gap between them. Irons turned his attention to the tense guard. Shaking his head 'Yup the stress is definitely going to kill me' Henry thought as he proceeded to unlock the elevator car. leaving behind Sara in her Witchblade induced vision. But he still held his icy gaze on the guard. Everything had been in working order.I don't know. Irons grinned imagining the look on both Sara and Ian's faces when they arrive. Irons wants you to unlock the elevator car. sir?" "You don't know? Then tell me what you do know you fool!" Irons said through gritted teeth. Unless that too had been ruined by those inept guards. Mike simply stood there waiting for Irons to last out at him. Nottingham or Irons? But the look in Irons' icy blue eyes confirmed that Irons was. Irons' eyes narrowed on the guard. He had been worried it might have been Irons but to his relief it was only Mike. Mike on instinct offered his help and reached out to grab a hold of Irons arm but Irons jerked his arm away. Irons. His grip had tightened around the handle of his cane. "Go unlock the elevator car now!" Irons waved his hand and dismissed the guard.handkerchief. hands down. Whither he was in a merciful mood or the fact that he had better things to look forward to. "I. He didn't know who was worst to face. now. The older man had his elbows rested on the desk and his face buried in his hands. had been the only evidence of what happened. Through his angered state Irons had almost forgotten about Sara and Ian.O.B's. Mike swallowed the lump in his throat and exhaled the breath he had been holding. Irritated that he had been stuck for who knows how long. He bent over. "You were right Henry. Irons smiled inside as he noticed the fear reflected in the guard's eyes.. To his surprise nothing came.I. Then quickly snapped out of it. He would soon his release frustration with Ian soon enough. instead Irons just gave him an order. made his way into the lobby. "Yes sir!" Not taking any chances that Irons might change his mind Mike swiftly walked back to the surveillance room. Irons with slight difficulty finally got to his feet." "Apparently not!" Irons cut him off. picked it up and offered it back to Irons. He wanted so much to strike but Irons held himself back. the worst to confront. We are the world's luckiest S. Who in turn angrily snatched the cane.what Mr. dabbing away the sweat that had formed on his forehead and upper lip." Mike began to stutter. "I. Irons had calmed down a bit. and sat in one of the plush leather chairs. "I can't really explain wh. After smoothing out his hair. At first Henry stared incredulously at Mike. "Tell me is the other car still locked as I have ordered?" " sir" Mike idiotically nodded his head as he answered. Mike stood quietly awaiting more of Irons ire. Immediately upon entering he spotted Henry. ~*~ Shortly after Ian left the elevator car. The guard obediently followed behind like a dog.

. Love and hate. pain and ecstasy. Shit was it 'Mess with Pezzini's head and screw up her life' day or something?" Sara soon remembered that she was planning to call security and find out what was going on. The elevator was still out of order.She had soon returned from her vision. it was shaped as a dragon and in it's hands held a small piece of stone. "What the hell. A blush crept back onto her face remembering how she brazenly watched him stripping down to his tank top. "Forget about it Pezzini. May be she should try her luck and call security. With a sigh Sara looked at the ruined rubber band in her hand. At least she would know what the hell was going on. To her disbelief Ian was gone and she was left alone. Then to the empty spot were he had been standing half dressed. I wonder what else should I be expecting tonight?" She said as she placed the rubber band in her pocket and bent down to pick up her helmet. Shaking her head she looked back at the control panel. "Why am I not surprised? Gee. "Its about damn time!" She yelled out. She looked up and noticed the access door to the roof of the elevator car. "Ian?" She blinked back the haziness and wiped away the tears. and Sara quickly swept the small room of the car. Hoping that if she said it out loud she would be able to convince herself that she didn't. Though the emotions weren't as intense now it still lingered in her mind and worse in her heart. In a matter of moments whatever had its grip on her had finally loosen and let her go. 'Damn just how long had I been in my vision?' She wondered as she continued to stretch. But what was more surprising was the first word that escaped her lips. Sara studied the unique design. devotion and betrayal. "Damn it Sara get a hold of yourself!" Sara admonished. Not bothering to button up her coat. letting her brown tresses cascade down her back. Forgetting the phone Sara made her way back to her little corner. It was a beautiful ring but why did he leave it behind? Was he even aware that he didn't have it? As she held onto the ring the dichotomy of sensations rushed through her. She gathered her hair and was about to pull in back into a ponytail when the elastic band snapped. She placed the ring in her pants pocket and rubbed her face with her hand. bent down. But the emptiness she felt was still there. With a heavy sigh Sara made it up to her feet and began stretching out her sore muscles. Just as she made her way to the panel her gaze lowered and a silver glint caught her interest. 'Not spiderman my ass' Sara thought. and picked up the silver piece. Picked up her discarded coat and placed it back on. It was Nottingham's ring. She drew in a sharp gasp as if he had been holding her breath throughout the episode. She couldn't help but feel an aching pang in her heart. loss and completion. She then reached up and undid the loose bun. Shaking her head looked down at her clasped hands. 'Why would he leave me?' She questioned. She walked over. Sara refused to admit that she felt disappointed that he wasn't there waiting for her like he has always done in the past. She heard the faint sound of the elevator working. disdain and compassion. Sara looked over at the control panel. right?" She spoke out. Sara shook her head again and stood up. Just as she was about to reach for the phone the bright lights of the elevator lit up and she could fee the cool air of the AC start up again. then felt the slight shift of gravity as the elevator continued its slow descent. The color unlike her crimson red stone was a cobalt blue. Why should you care. With her helmet secured under her arm Sara stood in front of the metal doors and watched the flashing numbers change with each passing floor.

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He still held that grin of his. Irons watched after Sara but never faltered from his position by the elevator doors. How he would. though he had managed to cloak his expressions. As Irons peer into the empty elevator his smirk was soon replaced with disbelief. I do hope you can accept my sincerest regrets and deepest apologizes. Ian was gone." Irons bowed his head and looked up at her. You couldn't have controlled the situation so there is nothing to apologize for. Just remembering sent shivers down her spine. and from the man himself. ". trying to keep herself busy. Sara. "Well Mr. Sara lifted her eyebrow she knew the man was up to something. Yet when Irons attempted it only made her more aware just how much she hated him. It took a lot of will power she wasn't too sure she possessed not to wipe that smirk off his face. Who had managed to button up her coat and was now smoothing back her long brown locks. However Irons did not tolerate insolence from anyone especially from Ian. This was the first time that Sara had seen Irons so off guard. Irons didn't like the feeling that Ian outwitted him yet he couldn't help but feel a bit proud of him. 'Just where had Ian disappeared to? How long had he been gone?' the more questions that ran through his mind the more upset Irons became. The images of what Irons had done to Nottingham were still fresh and vivid in her mind. Where had he disappeared? The only way to find out was to stick with Irons a bit longer. Sara stopped as she made her way over to one of the chairs in the lobby. look up from his bowed head and bless her the chance to stare into his hazel eyes. in rare moments. Speaking of Ian Irons suddenly remembered. happy with himself that he had gotten the reaction he wanted from Sara. Ian had managed to take away a bit of control from his master. "I am truly embarrassed by the circumstances that have been forced upon you. nowhere in site. The hairs on the back of her neck stood on ends as she listened to Irons suave. It was obvious that she was surprised to see him but there was something else there. Sara cleared her throat and looked at Irons. Sara knew that he was still irritated with Ian' disappearing act. Ian did learn from the best. She turned to look at Irons. Irons sorry act remained Sara of Nottingham." Sara couldn't fight the niggling feeling that Irons actually had a hand in the whole elevator . She placed her helmet on the chair and began to straighten out her coat. How he would bow his head. Irons. From the corner of her eyes Sara could see the stunned expression on Irons' face when he had looked into the empty car. As much as she wanted to just leave she wanted to find out what happened to Nottingham. Irons looked over his shoulder to Sara. She turned her back on him hiding the small smile that formed on her lips. from the metal box that she had been trapped in for the past few hours." Sara was pleased that Irons disliked how she dragged on with the formalities. His mouth fell open and his eyes widen. 'If Irons was so surprised that Nottingham wasn't there in the elevator does that mean he wouldn't know where he had disappeared to?' Sara so into her thoughts didn't hear Irons come up behind her.shit happens and you move on.Chapter: 18 Without saying a word Sara pushed her way past Irons distancing herself. Irons couldn't understand. He couldn't quite place what it was but he simply waved it off as agitation from being trapped in the elevator with Ian for so long. calculating voice. always averting eye contact.

As you can see the storm has already passed. Though he lacked the ability to hear the ensuing conversation between the two the body language in itself spoke volumes. Ian's brush with the blade had left him in a disorient state but he managed none the less. "Well since you are so intent on riding your bike in the rain I bid you a good evening. One minute he was cold as ice the next he was fuming under the collar. She still had yet to admit to herself that she was thrilled to see Ian again. Irons not far behind. The unwavering strides brought Iron closer and closer to Ian. I'm sure it would be poor judgment on your behave to be riding your vehicle in this storm. Ian had called ahead for the limo and positioned himself next to the vehicle. "Thank you for the offer Mr. She stole a glance outside and could see why. "Yes I see. To his surprise she spied a glance towards Ian. Ian smiled as he watched Irons peer into the elevator car. The man was like a faucet. Now was not the time to be caught off guard . trying to regain his control and will the visions away. Sara grinned at Irons. Irons didn't bother to hide the disappointment in his voice. 'Why would Ian go against his master in the first place?' The doubts she had about Ian had risen again. From his vantage point Ian had been able to see through the glass windows and into the building. Enough for her to handle while riding the Buell back home." Sara immediately sensed Irons was seething. who in return mistook her happiness as acceptance." Sara's mind had been so caught up with the whole elevator ordeal she had forgotten about the rainstorm. "I suppose you are right. He immediately spotted Sara and Irons. Ian's smile soon faded once Irons took notice of his presence outside. Just seeing him there made the blade heat up on her arm. With a firm hold of her helmet she stormed out of Vorshlag and headed straight for her bike. 'Had Ian been apart of the plan? Or had he sense foul play from his master too? Could that have been the reason why he left her alone?' Sara mentally shook her head. ". Without warning his mind was twirled to images of what happened in the elevator and that kiss. As he looked out he spotted the familiar black shadow patiently standing by the limo. But to Sara's delight the rain and turned into a light drizzle. the sun had already settled and the dark clouds above were evidence that it had indeed been raining. Sara. It had been a difficult decision to leave Sara it had proven to be the best." Sara gladly pointed outside.situation but wasn't too sure how." There was a pause in Irons' voice. Ian closed his eyes and took in deep breaths. Irons but I think I can manage home just fine riding my bike. Sara was first to walk out of the building. She looked out through the glass windows. Ian was even more ecstatic when it was obvious that what ever Irons' had planned for Sara was not falling through. Ian was outside in the rain standing next to a black limo.chosen course of action. Which is why I would like to offer you a way home. His smirk grew wider into a sly smile. From a distance Sara watched from her vantage point. No doubt surprised that his servant was not there. Yet I still cannot help but feel responsible. There was no way Sara could prove it and Irons was not about to confess his mischievousness to her. Detective. His hurried journey to the first floor was difficult but Ian had managed to arrive before Irons was aware that he was missing. Her heart began to beat faster as she watched an angry Irons make his way over." Irons said without a second glance and a dismissive wave. She pulled down on her coat sleeve and bent to pick up her helmet. After what appeared to be a dismissive wave from Irons.changed. Sara didn't wait for the heavens to open up and give her a sign. For a brief moment their eyes locked. It looks like the situation has indeed.

var chapter = 18. He slowly unclenched his left hand feeling the strange sensation running up his arm. var words = 139577. and revved up the engine. But before then I want you to go home and freshen up. It was undeniable that something had transpired in that elevator and Irons was determined to find out. Remembering all to well the last time Irons had used a cane to get Ian's attention. Ian spied another glance at Sara as he moved behind the car. Irons had placed the heavy handle of the cane under Ian's chin. who had stayed back to watch the little power play between Irons and Ian. He felt the cold metal of Irons' cane when Ian made no move. The blade pulsated on her wrist wanting to activate. var title = . Her right hand had been clinched in a fist for so long he was starting to turn white. Though his face remained stoical it was his eyes that held on to all his emotions." Ian finally answered. Both knew that Irons was not pleased with the outcome of the night. Ian held his tongue still and said nothing. hm?" Ian did not answer and avoided eye contact with Irons. Sara. Irons removed the cane from under Ian's chin and motioned for the door to be opened. Sara had gotten upset as she watched Irons use the cane to yank Ian's chin up. Ian knew that it was his eyes that would betray him. Without hesitance Ian reached for the door handled and held it opened. The feeling only intensified until finally Irons had let Ian go but not before warning Ian once again. Ian had managed to subdue the visions at bay and disciplined his facial expression. And Irons was going to use Ian as a way to release his pent-up frustrations. "We will continue this discussion back at the mansion and you will tell me what happened. got behind the wheel. Irons were only two maybe three inches taller than Ian but he used those extra inches to tower over him. Then you will make sure Sara has arrived safely home. var userid = 177956. <a class='positive' onClick='select_drop("review"). Irons stopped half way and before getting in completely he tapped the cane handle against Ian's chest as he spoke. She had to wield the thirst away. She pushed back down the lust to thrust the blade through Irons. Is that understood. Irons could see it in Ian's eyes. It didn't matter now. var chapters = 66. So tell me young Nottingham what happened in that elevator. Soon the tapping sounds of the cane stopped and Ian had a clear view of Irons leather loafers. Ian?" "Yes sir. You reek of perspiration. along with the anger emitting from Sara. Then sharply pushed till Ian's head snapped up. Ian averted his eyes not wanting to look at Irons.' href='#'>Review this Chapter <FORM name=myselect> <SCRIPT type='text/javascript'> var storyid = 789263. Ian got into the car. "I must say recent turn of events have made up for what I had assumed would be yet another boring night. It's truly every man's dream to be trapped for hours in an elevator with a beautiful woman. Irons pushed the cane higher until Ian's head was positioned in an uncomfortable angle and he had no choice but to lock his gaze with Irons. Irons tilted his head to the side and narrowed his eyes on Ian somehow willing him to look up from his bowed head. Imagine my surprise when I had been informed that my loyal servant and the wielder were both trapped in an elevator. Was she concerned about him? Pushing the thought aside Ian put the car in gear. So with his hands clasped behind his back Ian bowed his head and lowered his gaze to the ground. Ian finally closed the door after making sure Irons got in. watched from a distance as the black limo drove away.by Irons. In the distance Ian could hear the rhythmic cadence of Irons' cane hitting the concrete ground. This act only enraged Irons more.

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Frustrated he turned back to the mansion and quickly walked in. He opened the umbrella that was in his left hand. The black limo lurched up to the front of the mansion. After parking the bike Sara hurriedly made her way inside. Irons stared deep into the orange glow of the fire. I would hate to hear the good detective getting herself into an accident. As you can see the storm has already passed. I do hope that the fair Sara has made it home safely. not bothering to shield himself from the pouring rain. and opened the door. Irons but I think I can manage home just fine riding my bike. "The storm has once again made an unexpected appearance. So he . After getting in she closed the door and locked it. He watched from inside of the car as the rain pelted down on an unsheltered Ian. followed not too far behind. He faced the great hearth. Ian got out of the car. He wanted to go to her. 'Well at least its better then a damn elevator. Finally Sara made it to her apartment. and got in. The feeling had a calming affect and Ian's concern for Sara eased. Ian adjusted the arm that was holding the umbrella making sure his master was fully protected. "Thank you for the offer Mr.' Immediately her thought turned to Nottingham and Irons. He knew Irons would disapprove and only punish him for it. Irons took his time getting out of the car. Irons headed straight for the den. Ian couldn't explain what had just happened but he knew somehow the Witchblade was involved and it was telling him Sara was indeed safely home. It would be quite devastating if something were to actually happen to her. He looked out into the dark stormy night. Finally one leather clad loafer stepped out of the car and landed softly on the wet gravel. It was a miracle she didn't crash along the way home. Her earlier conversation with Irons ran through her mind. The heavy rain pounding the ground and then he turned his attention to Ian. leaning heavy against his cane. and made his way to the back of the car. held it high above. stopping just a few inches away from the porch. It had been obvious Irons wanted a reaction out of Ian." "Managed my ass. Don't you agree Ian?" "Yes" Ian lowered his head and kept his voice composed but as the allusion ran through his mind he was becoming more anxious." The storm she had thought 'passed' had decided to erupt while she rode home. '!' she opened her eyes and stared at another flight of stairs she had to climb. letting out a sigh of relief now that she was finally home. Wet footprint and puddles of water formed as she slowly made her way up the stairs. Ian didn't use the covers of the umbrella to protect himself from the icy raindrops.had been a difficult ride back home. It was only a few feet until the shelter of the porch would protect them both. He let the fire warm his body while his servant stood in the middle of the den. soaked through from the rain. "Tell me Ian what exactly happened in that elevator this afternoon?" Irons picked up a piece of cloth off of a near by table and began to wipe down his cane. dripping wet and shivering from the icy cold rain. Ian. To see for himself that she was all right. Ian didn't know how much Irons had witnessed from the surveillance videos. Making her trip difficult by making the roads slick and the air chilly. The light drizzle she first rode in had gradually picked up and by the time she reached her apartment building she was soaked through. But was disappointed when he didn't get one. Suddenly a strange sensation ran up from his left wrist. But Irons took his time. Soon enough the rest of Irons gracefully made his way out. He began to polish the handle until the golden metal immaculately shined in the afterglow of the fire. So instead he patiently waited for Irons to emerge from the limo. For a moment she leaned back and closed her eyes. unlocked the door.

didn't know where he should start telling the truth and where he should start lying. still polishing the cane handle." Irons eyes widen as he listened to Ian giving Sara such a reverent title. Yes. But for now he wanted to know what happened this afternoon. ready to touch her with his bare hands. It was mere coincidence when I entered. Just being so close to her then was enough to keep him happy for God knows how long.. was still there in the back of his mind. To tell him he wanted that small respite with her no matter how short it may have been. He wanted nothing more then to be lost in those emerald orbs. But what else could he say? He had been so anxious after he had heard Sara inquiring about him. hm!" Irons growing frustration could be heard in his voice. He remembered that lustful look in those enchanting green eyes of hers. calling her 'Lady Sara'. No. to his master. "When I entered the elevator car I had not realized Lady Sara. How could he tell Irons that he had rushed to see her standing by the elevator? Watched then waited until that last moment to squeeze through before the metal doors closed her away from him. Ian!" Ian knew there were no coincidences when it comes to the Witchblade and the wielder." Irons walked behind him and stuck the wooden part of the cane across Ian's back. Stripping in front of Sara like that. Ian treaded the issue carefully. Drops of water splashed across the room and loose strands of his wet hair stuck to the side of Ian's face.was already occupying the car. "The wielder Ian! What happened between Sara and yourself. His grip was so tight Iron's knuckles were turning white. Ian didn't immediately answer so Irons jabbed the metal handle against Ian's side. Irons repeated his question and again Ian was not quick enough to answer. Though he knew lying to Irons was useless. This time sinking the heavy metal into Ian's stomach causing the man to double over and dropping him to his knee. "There are no coincidences. hm? It was quite a show you put on for her. albeit to simply question him. Irons let go of his hair and slapped Ian across the face again. "I am not sure sir. After all Kenneth Irons is the best when it comes to deception. . Ian returned to his feet a soon after taking in a deep breath Ian began to speak. Ian let out another groan but his face remained impassive. Ian attempted to lower his head but Irons grabbed a handful of his hair and yanked his head back. Irons should know the difference. Tell me did your disfigured body revolt her? Did she turn away from you like I know she would?" Ian's mind flashed back to what had happened. Eliciting a sharp hissing sound from Ian. It was when he had unsuccessful returned home without the Witchblade the night of the Irish massacre. but he would seize any opportunity to be with her. It was very brave of you to actually expose yourself to her in such a manner. she did turn away from him but not for the reasons Irons had stated. The man just knew when he was being told the truth and being deceived. "I was informed that there was a malfunction in the systems. Then took the cane and landed the handle against the right side of his ribs. "What happened in that elevator. I had been on my way down to retrieve the car like you had ordered. There was no doubt Ian had lied to him about what happened that night." Irons walked towards Ian. A look no one had ever given to him before in his entire life. but the pain was there in his eyes. Ian jerked forward from the blow. Irons had first noticed when Ian started to show respect for the detective. He had stopped polishing the metal handle and simply tighten his hold on the cane. to his keeper." Irons struck Ian across the face with the back of his hand. The image of Ian kneeling in front of Sara. ". The longing look was reflected in Ian's eyes. he could not tell this to Irons.

Something had occurred with the Witchblade and could not fathom what. Leaving the wet clothes and boots in the corner Ian made his way to the bathroom. Without a word Ian left the den. "Go Ian. But the discoloration could be seen on Ian's face. through the surveillance cameras. Do not make any contact with the wielder. Quickly making his way to his room. Letting the heat of the water relax his tensed muscles. Ian quickly showered and changed into some dry clothes. He locked the door behind him and walked over to a chair. He wanted nothing more then to release his frustration out on Ian but he wanted answers. He stood under the scorching sprays of water. 'Could it be possible that Ian really did not know what happened to Sara during her vision?' Irons thought. Lightly touching and seeing large bruises form on his abs. He turned on the shower and waited till the room bellowed with steam. another on his right side and he could feel one also forming on the left side of his face. He then let his mind drift back and realized he must have left it on the floor of the elevator car. That is when I decided to retrieve the limo like you asked. Fortunately the blow did not draw blood. Ian searched through the wet clothes and found nothing. He straightened his stance but kept his head bowed." Irons snorted at his sarcastic comment. He needed to find the ring. She had been under the blade's spell for quite some time. By the time I had reached the control room the elevators were working and I had witnessed. I decided it would be best to serve Sara if I was able to find a way to get the elevators to work quickly as possible. If she continued to refuse him like she has in the past there was no question that it may be time to reclaim what was rightfully his. "." Ian composed himself before leaving. He turned back to the fire and sat in one of the leather winged back chairs. He expected his body making sure there were no broken bones. Sara was not going to confide in him. . Then began to peel of the layers of soaked garments off. And so I left her behind. What Ian could remember was that he was never apart from it. "Go clean yourself up. Ian couldn't explain why but he didn't feel right without it. that Sara was pulled back from her vision by then. Amazingly as Irons looked into Ian's eyes all he could see was the truth. Remembering the excruciating pain he felt while in the elevator. But that didn't lessen the pain. Irons brought back the handle of the cane and swung it across Ian's face once again. Turning around he walked towards the door until Irons' voice stopped him. It was on a silver necklace and Ian would wear it around his neck until he was able to wear it on his finger. Fortunately there was none. "The Witchblade had pulled Sara into another vision. With much difficulty he removed his waterlogged boots." Of course Ian deliberately left out the information about what the blade had done with him. I was unsure what was happening so I tried to wake from her trance but it appeared the blade refused to let her go. Ian wasn't sure if Irons had given it to him. Ian winced from the pain as he looked down at himself. If I find out you have disobeyed me Ian the consequence shall be severe.but from a distance. He had had it for so long he just couldn't remember where it came from. which only left him Ian.Irons willed himself to control his anger. Your Lady Sara awaits. sir. May be it was time to take back the Witchblade from the fair Sara. make sure Sara made her way home safely and continue your surveillance. Even as a little boy he had the ring with him. The only one who could possibly tell him what had happened was a woman who seemed to hate his every being. Do you understand?" Ian made no comment. As he was pulling on his gloves he only then realized he didn't have his ring. He stared at Ian once again then decided it was useless.

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As if to answer her the blade heated up on her arm. Sara stared agape at the magnificent form of Ian Nottingham. Well it was definitely what she needed. Irons began to speak but it was as if the mute button had been turned on. He stood with all his glory in front of Sara. and shivering Ian stood in the middle of the great room. and her arms resting along the edge to the tub. Traveling lower and lower to the large. not one ounce of fat was visible. The two soon disappeared into the mansion. There on her right wrist was the Witchblade. For a brief moment she had seen Ian's distress. She watched as time and time again Irons striking Ian. The asshole had the audacity to stay in the car longer just to spite Ian's uncomfortable situation. The rhythmic sounds of rain coming from outside and the aroma rising from the bath salts had lulled Sara into a light nap. She then swallowed as she followed the faint line of hair that started from the bottom of his navel. When she looked back up Ian's concern was gone. She turned back to watch Ian dry himself off. Briefly she glanced down at the blade. Sara had not time to react. Sara decided she had deserved a nice long soak in a warm bath. She looked down at the dormant bracelet.Chapter: 20 ~*~ After she had finally trekked up the last flight of stairs Sara had peeled off her soaked clothes. She watched as drops of water began to roll down his body. her head tilted back. The sound of the shower turning off pulled her out of her assessment of the room. Sara could feel the blade heat up on her arm. She winced with every blow. 'My God is this what was hidden under all those layers of clothes?' Sara wondered to herself. Sighing as the bath began to help her relieve her tense muscles and for the time being giving her peace of mind. Waiting for Irons of course. The glass door of the shower stall was yanked aside and before her stood the magnificent naked form of Ian Nottingham. grandeur of flesh she never thought she would see in this lifetime. All she could do was watch everything unfold before her. his body glistening from the shower. Ever since the Periculum Sara never bothered taking it off. After blending the bath salts into the steaming water. "I don't know if I should be angry or grateful with you for bringing me here. Still she was unable to decipher what was being said. She read the label on the bottle 'Relax'. Ian had gotten out but didn't bother to protect himself from the cold rain. She picked up the uniquely shaped bottle filled with azure colored crystals. She'd expected the man to be in shape but damn! He was a solid mass of sinew muscles. She snorted at the appropriate title. With a blink of an eye she was in a room. cold. The succession of violence seemed never-ending to Sara." She whispered to the bracelet. She watched as the black limo pulled up in front of the mansion. As Sara slept the stone began to glow an angry red. She was in a bathroom. Sara stirred in her sleep obviously being propelled into another vision. Sara positioned herself against the tub. donned her cotton robe. Wet. He walked around the limo and held the door open for Irons. Sara removed her robe and slowly lowered herself in the tub. The heat from the blade was no match to the fiery . more specifically in Ian's. and made a pot coffee before heading back into the bathroom. Finally the onslaught of Ian's punishments ended. Not that it would any way. Though she knew it was wrong to stare at the man but she couldn't help it.

But her appetite was not for food. there was no soul to be found. As a man of science he was ecstatic to be witnessing the impossible stand before him. He could see the concern looks in the doctor's eyes. gentlemen. It was because of her he was being punished. Though the doctor had been monitoring this version for quite some time now he still could not overcome the striking resemblance to the current Ian Nottingham. "Physically speaking. There was little shelter he could use to protect himself from the cold rain." Irons sat in his wooden throne like chair. "Don't know what the hell you're doing but that was not cool. "What are you afraid of? You said he was even better than his predecessor. She opened her eyes only to find herself back in the apartment and in her tub. He wanted to move closer to get a better look of Sara. But he still tried. This one had his hair pulled tightly back into a club." He gracefully floated down the stairs and stopped before both men. For the past ten minutes he had watched Sara lazy move about her loft. Though he had not been there long he could feel the water soaking through his coat and hood. Here stood a scientific find. one on the right side of his ribcage and another on his face. The thought brought Dr. Sara padded bare foot into her kitchen and decided to order Chinese take out for dinner. "Damn it Nottingham why don't you fight back!" Sara yelled out. Bruises could be seen forming over his abs. But this one lacked something that the original Nottingham possessed. Though her stomach growled she wasn't too sure she had much of an appetite. He remembered staring into the empty voids of his eyes. She snapped her eyes shut and shook her head. "Good afternoon. But even from this distance he could see her. Immo discussing his state of readiness. But the fire was soon doused seeing him wincing from pain. Shifting from one foot to another. . The anger she felt while in the elevator was back." His earlier conversation with his master replayed in his mind. accompanied by an exasperated growl." The blade hissed back and returned to a quiet bracelet. I have grave concerns about his aggression levels.Do not make any attempt of any interaction with her. do come down" Irons got up from his chair and both men stood before the great hearth and looked up onto the balcony of the library level. cotton pajama pants and a black sleeveless shirt. Cursing away at the pelting rain. a clone of Ian Nottingham. The image of Ian naked was still there in her mind. ~*~ The dark shadow had positioned himself on the rooftop of the building across Sara's apartment. His irritation was evident in his movements. His face cleanly shaven aside from the small tuft of hair below his lower lip. ". we have no idea what he is. Quickly she donned her gray.sensation that started to travel from the very core of her being and out through her entire body. Immo back to his earlier concerns. But that was as far as the likeness had gone. Immo. Oblivious that she was being watched. Sara didn't know how long she was under the Witchblade's spell but the water had turned cold and she immediately got out. Psychologically. She was exactly how he imagined her. Thirty minutes later her dinner arrived. Nothing. And he knew that if Irons were not careful he would lose all control of this one. it was true this new version was nowhere near his predecessor. "Ian. Staring up at the good Dr." Immo knew it was useless to make any attempts of reasoning with Irons. In the distance he had hear Irons and Dr. The dark shadow appeared before the railing and stared down at the two men.

He's soft. Immo began to walk around the clone. staying as far as he could. "What do you remember?" Irons spoke up as he watched Ian. But physically speaking he far exceeded his predecessor. This one had a distaste and lack of respect when it came to the both. Then with a menacing expression he turned to stare at Dr. The sound of Immo's voice broke through his thoughts. The clone closed his eyes.Following that. "Restless" A simple word that summed up what he had been feeling since he had been awake. Irons moved in closer and spoke again. sir. Unlike the show of reverence that of Ian Nottingham have when speaking about his 'Lady' and the Witchblade.Irons grinned with obvious satisfaction with his new acquired servant. Aside from the keen appearance of his predecessor this clone held no resemblance of the acquiescence of Ian Nottingham. With the obvious satisfaction showing on his master's face. Pent up aggression accompanied by overconfidence. His smile broadens and he opened his eyes." Irons nodded. Immo took an involuntary step back. Immo cleared his throat catching both men's attention. less respect." The clone's voice was void of any feelings. I feel capable of anything. Carefully keeping his distance as he made a physical assessment. "Do you have the appropriate tools?" Irons asked. ". In his eyes reflected what Immo was afraid of. The clone continued with less feeling. That my immediate predecessor is defective in his emotional make-up." The clone reassured Irons. do you think you can retrieve Sara Pezzini?" "Oh. The clone gave the doctor a malevolent stare. This deficiency will cost him his usefulness. Obviously the good doctor thought it was unwise to activate him. "How are you feeling today. Immo. the clone returned the gesture by flashing an arrogant grin. "No. I think I've been asleep awhile" The clone began to sway slightly on his feet. Though he had never seen the wielder in person the image of her was in his mind. The clone boldly stared back at Iron. Pleased at hearing the reverence in his voice. Irons was not worried that his one would succumb to Sara's unique charms like Ian. The clone brought his hands up and looked at them. This one stood before Irons with his head held high and his hands clasped behind his back. never wavering eye contact. "If the time ever arose. "That there is another before me. Satisfied in the knowledge that this one is entirely loyal to him and only him. I share some of his memories." He looked at Irons and smiled. Irons grinned. He was indeed restless. I know I only exist because you allow it. . I protect Sara Pezzini. and thus his life. Ian?" Immo questioned. "Do you remember how you spent your day?" Immo asked. "Exactly" "What else do you know?" Irons continued his inquiry. Remembering hearing the doctor's comment about his superior physical skills and his growing aggression. afraid at what he had seen and the implication of it. "My primary mission is to protect you. He knew his master and was ready to serve him beyond all means possible. the wielder of the Witchblade. He had overheard the doctor's concerns to his master. "Do you know what she looks like?" Irons questioned. Clearly stating that this successor of the current Ian Nottingham was not good enough psychologically.

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It was the pain and fear that outshined everything else. Her sudden movements made the contents in her cup. Soon his shaking abated and his breathing had returned to normal. Just as she passed the window the blade hissed again. taking deep breaths. dangerously sloshing the hot liquid over the rim. She shuddered at the thought of him reporting back to Irons at what he saw. She threw the rag down and made her way back to the couch. A perfect word that described the Nottingham she had seen. She couldn't find the right words to describe what she had seen. sending her a vision of Nottingham. Nottingham titled his head back against the wall. and breathing heavily. Was it from the cold night air or something else? He closed his eyes and tears began to stream down his face until it faded into his dark beard. Some of it landing on her left hand. In the background was a church and Nottingham was leaning against the wall at the bottom of the steps. It still left the fact that there was nothing left of her personal life that Nottingham didn't know about. There were times she had caught a glimpse of him out there. his arms were close to his chest. Turing off the faucet she reached for one of her dish rags and dabbed at the small offending red mark on her hand. He was bent over at the waist. which she still held in her hands. Sara gasped as she was pulled back from her vision. and stared at the empty fire escape. and he his head bowed." She yelled at the bracelet. At first it had bothered her greatly that Irons saw fit to send his lapdog to watch her. Sara opened her eyes. Sara felt her anger rise again at the thought of Irons. "Oh no. Which meant that Irons too would have known all that was going on with her life. fear. reflected such raw emotions: undeniable lust. The vibrant stone on her bracelet quieted down and returned to a dull silence. His forehead was coated in sweat. She . "Damn it!" She placed the mug on the table and immediately made her way to the kitchen sink. She didn't want to think that because of that voyeuristic freak her precious moments with John were tarnished. She closed her eyes to the savory rich blend. Knowing that she wasn't truly alone in this world. his arms swung lazily. Sara hissed from the burning sensation. you're not doing this to me again. took another deep breath. Sara watched as the black form disappeared. glazed with tears. protecting her. looked out the window. After a while his presence had grown on her.she took a careful sip of her coffee. He turned and started walking towards the church. There was no sign of another vision but the stone began to glow an angry crimson. He pushed off from the wall. Looking as if he was suffering from something but from what? There in his eyes. Sara couldn't decide the reason why his body was still shaking. Leaning back heavily against the wall Nottingham took a deep breath. letting the warm liquid run down her throat instantly warming the rest of her body. She knew he had been watching over her since she obtained the Witchblade. Yet she wasn't going to admit that to herself. 'Well at least the man has good taste in coffees' she thought to herself. She somehow felt safer when he was around watching her. Nottingham opened his eyes and in those hazel orbs Sara could see nothing. his mouth open. The blade brought her closer to see his face. The blade hissed on her arm. His shoulders were slumped. and as he exhaled a puff of white smoke formed. Defeated. Did it also mean that he had been there during her time with John? She felt embarrassed at the notion that Nottingham standing outside on her fire escaping watching in on them. She let the cool water run over her hand. looking as if he was going to be sick. 'He looked as if he was fighting this great battle and ' Sara thought. and pain. It reflected emptiness and loss. She felt a pang of disappointment that he wasn't there. He straightens up and let the wall support his large frame. desire.

php? storyid='+storyid+'&chapter='+chapter+'&storytextid=2229382'.560. which only reminded her the color of his eyes. and his eyes were cold and menacing.php? add_storyalert=1&storyid='+storyid. var chapters = 66. var review_url = '/review.php? storyid='+storyid+'&chapter='+chapter+'&storytextid=2229382'. var userid = 177956. var title = 'Revelation'. var title_t = 'Revelation'. She felt a cold shiver run down her spine.470).php?add_authoralert=1&storyid='+storyid.560. 'You mean Nottingham don't you?' Sara could still hear Danny's amusement over her little slip of the tongue. Sara reached over to the table. Sara tore her eyes away from the stone and looked out the window. } else if (sel_value == 'sa') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/fav_add. Hoping to ward off the chilly feeling she had. It was Nottingham but not the Nottingham she knew. } } </SCRIPT> <select name=opt title='story actions'> <option value=abuse>Report Possible Abuse <option value=fs selected>Add Story to Favorites <option value=sa>Add Story to Story Alert <option value=fa>Add Author to Favorites <option value=aa>Add Author to Author Alert <option value=c2>Add Story to Community </select> <input type=button value=Go .. 'Where was he now?' She thought.560. searching the vicinity..php?add_favstory=1&storyid='+storyid.560. } else if (sel_value == 'fa') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/fav_add. After taking another sip Sara couldn't help but grin.' href='#'>Review this Chapter <FORM name=myselect> <SCRIPT type='text/javascript'> var storyid = 789263. This one was different somehow. var cat_title = 'Witchblade'. } else if (sel_value == 'c2') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/c2_addstory. var chapter = 21.470). As she sat down she couldn't help but be alert to an overwhelming sense that something wasn't right.560. var categoryid = 428. var words = 139577. She looked down at the stone. function select_drop(sel_value) { var rev = 1. An image of a face flashed before in the stone.net'.560.php? categoryid='+categoryid+'&chapter='+chapter+'&storyid='+storyid+'&title='+title. Finding nothing out there she returned back to the couch.560. var datep = '0521-02'. } else if (sel_value == 'abuse') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/report. var toast. Within the blink of an eye it was gone. } else if (sel_value == 'fs') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/fav_add. If she was being watched then it wasn't by Ian. } else if (sel_value == 'aa') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/fav_add. There on the roof top of the building across she had seen something. now quiet and dormant. 7-5'. His face was cleanly shaven besides a small patch of hair beneath his lower lip. var logind = 'http://login. <a class='positive' onClick='select_drop("review"). if(sel_value == 'review') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/review. The grin soon faded when thoughts of him brought her back to what she had seen earlier.470). She narrowed here eyes trying to look through not only the darkness but also through the rain.lifted her hand to stare into the red stone.510) .470).fanfiction. var summary = 'How deep is Sara and Ian_connection? A meeting long over due. What had happened after? What was he doing now? Questions ran through her mind as she stared into her coffee.php? action=add&storyid='+storyid. var dateu = '07-05-04'.470).php? add_favauthor=1&storyid='+storyid. grabbed her cup and took a long sip of coffee. var author = 'Spin11'.470). Before heading back to the couch she looked out the window.

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Sara still hadn't noticed Ian standing silently near her window. Did she know that it belonged to him and how important it was to him to get it back? It was still raining but it had lightened up considerably. He tore his eyes away from Sara. He looked up at her again when a sudden uneasiness overcame Ian. Sara snorted at the thought. She didn't want to convince herself that she actually missed him. '. He drank in the vision of her. Hoping that with a few hours of sleep things would turn out better in the morning. got up and headed for the kitchen. It was then Sara caught sight swirling blade. The tolls of what had transpired today finally weighing in on her. the Witchblade. She glanced out once again before disappearing back into her apartment. closing the window behind him. If I find out you have disobeyed me Ian the consequence shall be severe.Do not make any contact with the wielder. Before he could change his mind Ian ran across and quickly climbed up the fire escape up to her apartment. the candlelight dancing around her. . She was already half way through her living room when she stopped. But it wasn't enough to catch Sara's attention. or maybe from his own anxiousness.' She half heartily convinced herself. The picture of her beautiful face was already imbedded in his mind. Hoping to find the ring he had carelessly left behind in his haste. Irons warning ran through his mind. It was still raining and he wasn't coming. He felt incomplete without it. Ian took the opportunity to unlatch the lock and quietly creep in. She didn't want to believe it was for something else. How she stood there near the window. But he wanted no needed his ring back. After placing her coffee mug in the kitchen sink Sara stood there holding on to the edges. Ian knew the consequences would be severe if he disobeyed an order. The mass of chocolate locks cascading down to her bare. Do you understand?' Irons never indulged in idle threats. taking several deep breaths. Unfortunately it was not in the elevator car as he originally thought. He understood perfectly still feeling the pain from his last encounter with Irons. Outlining her body in a radiating afterglow. She brought up her fingers and began rubbing the side of her temple. She brought the cup to her lips. creamy shoulders. The painful scream from his lungs reminded him he needed to breath. Ian peered through the window and found Sara sitting on her couch. Her attention was somewhere else as she stared distantly into her coffee mug. standing in his customary stance he simply watched her. Because for the past hour Ian had been contemplating if he should confront Sara. After questioning the two security guards Ian realized that Sara must have found it and took it with her. But it didn't matter to Ian.depths of his mind. How the soft light reflected off her face. drank the remaining contents. The blade glowed lightly on her wrist aware of his presence. She hadn't noticed him on the fire escape. Before he had arrived he had made a stop over at Vorshlag. From this distance along with accompany of rain made it difficult to see the details of her facial features. But it meant disobeying Irons strict orders. A pang of disappointment had set in. All he needed to do was close his eyes and there she was. Ian wasn't sure if the feeling had been coming from Sara. He didn't make an attempt to move. She looked out the tiny window above the cabinets. Unaware of the vigilant sentinel watching from the rooftop across the street. 'Come on Pezzini you're only disappointed because you didn't get the chance to speak to him like you had planned to. Sara still stood near the window staring at the Witchblade. In her world things never did. Sara turned around and made her way back to her bedroom.

Then she made her way back to him. something she couldn't describe or control. returning with two large bath towels.She glanced at the blade then towards the window. Sara then realized that he was shivering. His heart was pounding against his chest.' She thought to herself. Confused on what she wanted from him. She tossed the other towel at him and told him to dry off. Arms crossed. His mouth parted open. "You don't have to tend to my needs. But with Ian there was something more. Which triggered her memory." Sara stuck out an empty hand. "Coat and watch cap. And being this close to her only enhanced what he thought he had seen. Had it been this way the first time she had laid eyes on John? Now that she had thought back on it. to distort her beauty. It was then she finally tore her eyes away from his. Her voice broke through and Ian returned to his habitual posture. now!" From the look on her face Ian knew there was no use in arguing with her. There was no rain. Sara half sat on the armrest of the couch." "Yeah whatever.. Sara had to remember to breath as she gazed into them. The vision he had seen earlier while he was outside didn't compare to this. remembering the last time she had seen him doing this. no glass. As she stared deeply into them she could see the combinations of pure unadulterated lust. Ian finally shrugged off the coat and watch cap and gave them to Sara. She waited till he was done drying himself off. Give it up. Sara gasped aloud as their eyes locked. "The coat and watch cap. Without a word she made her way to the bathroom. and something else she couldn't describe. loyalty. He placed it on the spot he had been standing on and stood over it. to afraid that if he closed his eyes for a mere fraction of a second she would disappear. Ian started at her from his bowed head. Eyes so intense and powerful. For once he held his gaze with hers." Before she could finish her sentence Ian grabbed one of the towels out of her hand. head bowed and arms behind his back. beating so loudly he wasn't sure if she could hear it." "What did I tell you about that 'lady' crap. devotion. Of course there was the obvious attraction. Your coat is soaked and your dripping water all over my floor. And it was scaring her. "Didn't your mother ever teach you enough common sense to get out of the rain?" "My mother strangely silent on matters of import. " what the hell are you doing her Nottingham?" Her attempt at being callous was weak. Lady Sara. He looked at her hand then to her face. "Forgive me Lady Sara." She made a motion with her hand but Ian didn't make a move. his hands that were clasped behind his back now against his sides. So. passion. I didn't mean to scare you. Sara started her interrogation as she spread the towel on the back of the couch. Ian didn't dare blink. it was then she spoke up." 'You have no idea. la. Sara was startled to see him there.Sara" He handed the towel back to her. pal. no. Ian looked up from his bowed head. Besides I'm not tending to 'your' needs. For a brief moment his inhibitions were gone. "Damn it Nottingham!" She made an exasperated sigh. She lowered her head to hide the blush on her face. Only to be transfixed by what stood before him. He was soaked and dripping on her floor. The myriad of emotions ran through those hazel orbs. She walked over to the stairs and laid out the articles of clothes over the banister. His eyes widen in awe as he let his vision travel over her body and all too soon drowning in those fiery emerald green eyes of hers. Pez!' "Thank you. 'Get a hold of yourself. . He actually showed up. No longer dripping on her floor.

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At that age he had assumed Irons' vast knowledge extended to everything. </script> <script type='text/javascript' src='http://static. "This it?" Held between her forefinger and thumb was Ian's ring. She made her way to the bathroom and fished for her coat. ". Though a bit disappointed that he was nowhere near as to finding any information about it. The ring was representing an opportunity for her. So important that we could let say make a trade?" With his head down Sara didn't see the small grin cross his face. He had read and researched through countless of books. Unsure if the blade was going to thrust her into another vision for the fifth time this evening. But it was the one item he felt that truly belonged to him and only him. 'google_gmail'.Is very important to you. She could tell that the ring must have been very old by the intricate and unique design. Ian couldn't have been no older then eleven when he had asked Irons about it. happy to see that it was quiet and dull. "Did Irons give this to you?" Ian lowered his hand. Sara stood there in the middle of her bathroom.google. He recognized the interrogating tone in her voice. 'facebook'. Taking a deep breath Sara reached into her coat and felt the cool metal brush against her fingertips. "Really? Then I can safely assume this 'ring'. Irons simply cast aside Ian's curiosity of his ring. The origin of the ring was quite mysterious. Explaining to him how it was an unimportant object that he let Ian keep because he had been so fond of it since he was a child. 'Must really mean a lot to him. He looked up from his bowed head. 'livejournal'. "I've never seen a ring like this before.js'></script> Chapter: 23 ~*~ Sara was about to insist that she didn't know what he was talking about when she remembered the ring she had found in the elevator.a2a_config || {}. 'read_it_later'. As she got up she looked at the ring in her palm. 'twitter'. the set in her jaw. 'wordpress'.' So had Sara. feigned interest and started to examine the unique jewelry. It was then he realized what Sara was planning to do with this ring.addtoany.prioritize = ['blogger_post'. wonder what he'd do to get this back' Sara thought as she headed out the bathroom." Sara empathized by drawing out the word. 'google_reader'. 'email'. "No" Ian honestly didn't think Irons had given him the ring. Sara pulled back. With a silent sigh of relief Ian stuck his hand out. "I do not know where it came from. She was going to bargain or rather trade his ring for information. I've had the ring as far as I could remember.js'></script> <script type='text/javascript' src='http://apis. reaching for it. She looked down at the blade. 'Hm.com/js/plusone. Never finding any knowledge of its existence. Sara could be so predictable at times' Ian . 'google_buzz'.' Her mind was already reeling.com/menu/page. Where did you get it Nottingham?" Ian lowered his hand and began to speak." He made another attempt to reach of it but Sara still refused to give it back. a2a_config. and the determination reflected in her eyes. 'So the ring did belong to him and he did forget it. At first she had been apprehensive about touching the ring again. She had forgotten all about the ring. Unfortunately Ian was wrong. 'delicious']. 'instapaper'. She bit her lower lip as she thought.

Nothing.thought. he had witnessed the happiness and love the reincarnated king of Ulster provided in his Lady's life. But just how much was she willing to share in that knowledge? Just how far exactly? She decided only to indulge in parts of what she had seen and keep the rest to herself. none of these vague mambo jumbo crap. She would use her knowledge as a guideline of some sort. Not a word towards his profession of love. No longer a part of Sara's life. She held his ring hostage in return for information. Here was an opportunity she had been waiting for since she got the Witchblade. See if I care!' The anger was evident in Sara's movements as she marched back to the couch. He closed his eyes and wearily treaded on how to explain his actions to a point where it was satisfactory for Sara. her back against the armrest. "Before I agree what are the conditions?" "You give me straight answers. ". stand there all night. Dante was out of the question and she was still . It had been a painful decision to make. 'Well don't stare a gift horse in the mouth. "Why did you do it? Why did you help me that night?" She stared at him. First it was Danny now Nottingham." It would have been so easy to just let Conchobar die. 'Fine. 'You already know." Her mouth began to move but her words couldn't pass the lump in her throat. "Because you needed the money and there was no one left to help you. News about how Ian had provided the money for John. Sara' Ian wanted to say but stopped himself. legs drawn to her chest.. When I'm satisfied I give you the ring. And he had to admit he was quite curious as to what she wanted to know. Here's the chance you've been waiting for. That was the reason why but he remembered the look of disdain mirrored on her face that night.I love unguarded moments. "A trade? For information I assume?" "You got it. "The night of the Irish massacre. Irons. Well she had wanted to question him earlier but either refused to ask while they were trapped or simply forgot. She didn't understand why she was upset but she was. Irons told me that it was you who provided the ransom for John. Sitting back down on the couch. May be this time she could get some real answers. not that he would. Sara raised her eyebrows. It was then he had spoken. There was no doubt Nottingham could take the ring from her by force." She paused for a moment the memory still a bit painful. 'But where do I start?' She wondered." It seemed fair enough Sara thought. Sara was not about to pass it up. and even her dead partner. How she would have given herself up to Irons for the Irishman. Yet. It was quite funny now that he thought about it. and the ring cradled in the palm of her left hand. He heard the pain in her voice as she begged Irons for the money. with Danny gone. pal" Ian contemplated over the turn of events. She hadn't even replied back. Maybe deep down she was hoping he would join her and actually have a normal conversation for once. How the vision showed Sara he had been the one to return the blade to her. "What would you like to know?" He asked. Sara offered him to sit on the couch with her but he had refused and continued to stand in his little area by the window. Ian's love for Sara was too great to let jealousy cloud his judgment. but instead he was doing this her way. For months now she had to put up with bullshit riddles from Nottingham. She just never thought it would have been this easy.' The little voice in the back of her mind yelled at her. . It was true. there was no one she could have trusted. Her mind reeled back to her conversation with Irons earlier that afternoon. Pez.

why do YOU think the blade returned to me?" "Why does it matter now. He knew Sara was too proud to admit to some of her weakness. In the end it took the one person she had disregarded since the beginning to come through for her. So everything points to you. Even though he had offered to help." He seen Sara opens her mouth then shut it without saying a word. Yet was he capable of lying to Sara too? He had to choose his words wisely in turn not to reveal what really had happened. He was still well into their agreement.unsure about Jake. "Explain to me how this got back on my arm?" She pointed to the blade by lifting up her arm. Their conversation made a drastic turn for the worst. She was wanted to know why. His heart felt lighter then ever before. "Why would the blade return to me when I had obviously abandon it. It was used to kill him. Sara thought of the next question as she rolled the ring between her fingers. The woman was too stubborn at times. You should stop trying to find out why. But it didn't matter because Irons too refused to help. "I'm not the one doing daddy's dirty work. "Excuse me? What do you mean concealed vulnerability? What the hell does that supposed to mean?" Ian realized he had threaded over a sensitive subject. Never accepting his help or acknowledging the bond they share. Could she have known that it was Ian who had returned the blade to her? It had been easy lying to Irons about it." "Then why don't you tell me what they are. I'm not the lapdog that jumps when 'my master' . It was a ghost of a smile as the corners of his mouth slightly rose." She lowered her head as she listened to him. Especially when it came to him. Sara knew better then to expect a full pledge confession from him. "Listen the only vulnerable person in this room is you. Sara. Sara? The blade has made a decision and it has returned to its rightful owner. "I can not speak for the Witchblade. "How can you be so sure I had been responsible for the return of the blade?" "It doesn't take a genius to figure out it was you. Ian had to stifle a laugh at the patented raised eyebrow look. You were the last man standing. "Thank you. "Alright smart ass. Nottingham. Ian took a deep breath but didn't utter a word. Your spirit and the insatiable desire for justice." Did she not really see her attributes? Irons had asked him the same question the night after the blade had chosen Sara Pezzini. It chose you for a reason. "Your courage." Ian had to answer the question carefully if he didn't want to reveal too much. willfulness. Jake sure as hell doesn't know about this. You should just accept it and start believing in the Witchblade. her eyes narrowed on Nottingham. Could Nottingham be right? We're these qualities the reason the blade was drawn to her? Or could it be what had drawn Nottingham to Sara? "And your concealed vulnerability. Ian certainly had no way of knowing what the blade thinks or wants. It is unclear what the blade wants at times and only the wielder can truly know the answers. Nottingham" It was barely a whisper and Ian had to strain to hear her. Then she had turned to the one person she despised the most. I gave it to that Fiona woman for John? In the end it didn't matter much. Nottingham." Sara's head snapped up. Nottingham!" Ian cringed at Sara's abrasive retort but she didn't stop there. strength." Though she had been shown he had indeed been the one to return the blade to her. "Well why did you do it?" She asked impatiently.

Not even Irons were able to make him feel this way. Irons experiencing the pain that Sara was going through. An invisible force was pushing him down on his knees. His eyes and voice laced with hatred. precise. Gone because some bitch decided to stab him through the chest with this. "You're a bastard Nottingham. . His inhibitions disappeared. "Oh I understand a lot more then you think. But it was as if the pent up anger he had was now coming out and taking control of his body. Sara. "There's nothing I can do for her. about us. Ian had returned shortly after Irons had sent him to watch over her. In the end his body succumbed to Irons' will. the anger blazing in her eyes. Recalling the image of Sara's dead partner reflecting on the fire escape window. He swallowed the lump in his throat. Sharp. her arms crossed. 'Perhaps she's right. His attention was transfixed on Irons." Sara pushed herself off of the couch and stood in front of Nottingham. "There was only one man that filled that part of my life but now he's gone. directable." Ian replied a bit distraught and irritated like a little boy." ." "Us? There is no 'us'. It was a strange control Ian never understood. And you're angry because I wouldn't have you like I wouldn't have your master. The stone swirled angrily on her wrist." Irons added. "You never used to second-guess my judgments.' Ian thought disheartened "By the way did you get a good eyeful when Irons sent you to watch us?" Sara was still . "How could you understand when you still refuse to listen to the Witchblade? Refuse to acknowledge what the blade shows you about me. Before he could stop himself the words were already uttered. "Your Irish bard would have betrayed you in then end. Her arms against her side. It's only because you gave it to me.Don't compare me to Irons. May be he had already given up and this was just a way to release his hopes." Irons voice was nothing but a whisper. "I am nothing but what you made me! Now I have the capacity to evolve. She leaned against the couch. His body began to tremble as he listened to Sara's heartless words. "You can protect her from others with malintent. He knew he should just take his ring. You're just jealous because he was the kind of man you never could be." Ian exclaimed as he stood there. On the far side of the office Ian struggled to stand upright. . He had never felt so empty and despondent. Ian." Sara held up her right arm. leave. Nottingham! When are you going to get that through your thick head of yours? There never has been and never will be an 'us'!" Sara's brows furrowed. Ian's anger was slowly rising. and let her cool off." It was true Sara didn't need him. "Hollow words. You were the perfect scalpel."Why aren't you with her?" Irons voice was hoarse and weak. Ian didn't care any more. her fingers balled into fists. There will never be an 'us'. his fingers curled. He could feel his head being pushed down as well." Ian said through gritted teeth. "She's already got a guardian angel." Irons raised his right hand into the air. Nottingham." Sara had gotten up from the couch walked around to stand in front of him. This time Ian lifted his head until his eyes were locked with hers. As if he was pushing down on an imaginary object. He was sprawled on the office floor the day of the periculum. He had lowered his head and clasped his arms behind his back." "You can not possibly understand. Ian knew there was no use in fighting the power Irons had over him. He began to lower his hand. Ian knew he was walking a thin line. His vision soon blurred and he quickly lowered his head.orders it.

And not once did you make an attempt to defend yourself.angry and her tirade continued. "I am the one person you can trust." "If you are implying that I stood at your fire escape and watched while you two consummated your. "Sara.. I'm not going to take that chance. Sara. "Good-bye. "What makes you think I can trust you? How do I know that if a situation ever arose between Irons and me you won't choose his side? That you won't abandon me. "I know Irons sent you to watch over John and me while we were together. Confusion was written all over his face. To feel every pleasing touch.. His eyes never left her face. Then you are mistaken. Nottingham. Del Torro. She let got of his chin and with the same hand gently traced the bruise with her fingers. So he placed the ring back on the banister. Terrifying because the feeling was so foreign to him. I won't. turning it until she could see the dark bruise on his face. All he had hoped for gone. as it ended. That first time Ian had stayed back at the church." Sara's voice broke through his thoughts. "Never stopped you before." Sara took the ring and handed it back to him." She laid a finger on his lips and stopped him from saying anything else. "No. "I don't believe you. and hear every endearment. She lifted his face. He placed the ring on the banister while he donned his wet coat and watch cap. "Just leave Nottingham" Ian made his way to the flight of stairs leading down to the apartment door." Sara." It was true Ian never observed the two together in bed. "Do you want to know what the blade was showing me while were stuck in that elevator?" Ian remained silent. Pezzini. "I would never intrude on such privacy. Just ask. I can't trust you. She stepped back to lean against the couch. While being consumed by sensations that were both incredibly satisfying and terrifyingly painful. love for each other. Silently Ian made his way down . He picked up the ring and looked at it. He could see pity and anger in those green eyes. To know and feel that it wasn't him above her bringing her to the heights of passion." "Trust you? How can I trust a man you can't even protect himself against his master. Encircled in each other's arms as they fall together from sexual bliss. placed her hand under his chin." Ian's voice was void of any emotion as he spoke. He stood alone in the cold night air. Sara did deserve her privacy and the fact that it was just too painful for Ian to watch." He exclaimed." "Then you would just have to take my word for it and trust me. "Sara." "Me trust you?" Sara snorted at the idea. She hadn't move from her spot her back was facing him. "You getting your ass beat by Irons. He took a deep breath and exhaled. Too overwhelmed he stayed at that church for hours until Sara had arrived to face that imposter. We can be inseparable. Until finally. already standing so close to Ian. Sara." His voice filled with sadness. Sara. Wasn't it bad enough he could feel her with him. He glanced back at Sara. You stood there and willing accepted it. he soon realized what had transpired between the two. Ian wanted to leave a part of himself behind. He had never been apart from it up until now and Ian always felt that the ring itself was a part of him. "I don't know what you are talking about. Det." She bowed her head and cut him off." Ian looked up from his bowed head." .

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Irons should have noted his servant's growing independence." If Irons stood closer to Nottingham he would have seen the spark of amusement running through his eyes." Irons stared at Ian. May be now his master would order him to take care of his predecessor. ".And was your predecessor still in the wielder's apartment before you left?" Irons tore his gaze away from the roaring fire. When you are done return to me and I shall have a task for you. The glass shattering into bits of pieces as it lands in the fireplace. raised it and began to force Ian's head down. Much like how Ian had the same hours ago. It appeared he had chosen his words well. then go to the kitchen and have something to eat. He was very pleased to see the displeasure in Irons face as he spoke of Ian's visit with the wielder. arms clasped behind his back. "You should have stopped it. Irons tapped a finger against his pursed lips as icy cerulean eyes stared at the man before him. Irons waited for Nottingham to answer. Irons walked over to his throne like chair and sat down. Remembering a time Ian had not followed his orders. Now go!" With a dismissive wave of his hand.. Nottingham stood in the middle of the den. "How much did she learn?" Ian had returned for the church after Sara's spiritual encounter with Father DelToro. From what I had been able to observe 'he' was still chatting with Det." Ian raised his head as he spoke." Ian had informed Irons of Sara's success at the church. It had been an hour now since his servant returned home with news of Ian's brash defiance. In one hand Irons held the empty goblet..Or perhaps such an intervention will prove to be more valuable later on. Nottingham left the room. His eyes never dropped from submission like Ian. 'Perhaps I have not been as explicit as I had wanted. The gold flap left open to expose the face of the timepiece. while in the other he held his pocket watch. Pezzini. I've done quite well trusting you to your own initiative." "Perhaps. She was conversing with other realms. But I can see that I will start having to be more explicit in my directions". a bit shocked. "Get yourself into dried clothes. Irons' holding Father Bellamy's missing journals. He continued to drink until there was nothing left all except the rich taste lingering on his tongue. as he should have. was the way this one held his head high. Nottingham grinned at his master's obvious anger. He took his hand. And violently tossed the empty glass into the fire. He looked over the rim of the glass as the amber liquid ran smoothly down his throat. drenched from the storm. "It's impossible to tell. legs crossed at the knees. "Yes master. besides the obvious.Chapter: 24 ~*~ ". Leaving Irons to develop a plan for both Sara and . A sense of déjà vu washed over Irons as he stared at his new servant.' Replacing the watch back into his pocket Irons stared into the blazing hearth. But the only difference between the two. His hand shook from Ian's surprising resistance but was soon satisfied when finally Ian relinquished his will. He absently watched the seconds tic away. "Up until now. . An hour in which Irons had hoped Ian enjoyed. Irons took a sip from the goblet he held in his hand. An element of defiance flashed behind Nottingham's dark stare but was soon gone within the blink of an eye.

Like how things just didn't matter now. Ian leaned back against the closed door. after his conversation with Sara. He had hoped that whatever the blade had shown Sara while in that elevator would help her see him. What he couldn't understand was what had happen. He cleared his throat and waited for an answer. Ian slid down the door and unto the floor. He will protect her or die trying. Not some freak or a psycho Galahad as she had put it. as he slowed his stride.especially Ian. He reached into his pocket. "Yes Ian I do. not caring that he was getting soaked from the rain. In the beginning . How? It didn't matter. Just enough to be satisfied. He had also known of the mysterious stranger perched on the fire escape listening in. Or was it a rather permanent solution. With a final acceptance of his decision Ian pushed himself off the ground and down the darkened stairway. It was until there were no tears left to shed did Ian open his eyes. A woman's voice answered on the second ring. Then maybe in death he will actually find some peace from the pain he feels now. Nothing at all. The tears he held inside were now flowing freely down his face until it disappeared into the thickness of his dark beard. If the blade was unable to open her eyes then there was nothing Ian could do. Looking up one last time at her fire escape. Danny loved Sara every much. Danny had been here watching the conversation happening between the two. and his slow ungraceful movements where just some of the key elements in Ian's current mood." His response to her warning was the sound of a dial tone from his cell. Irons took great care in devising a proper punishment for Ian. ~*~ Danny watched from Sara's fire escape window. He stared absently out into the empty hall. ~*~ With his eyes shut. He hiked up the collar of his coat. For some reason Ian knew deep down that Irons would have found out about his visit with Sara. his bowed head. But the shadow didn't stay long to hear the rest of Sara and Ian's conversation. Arms resting on his raised knees.' He thought. took out his cell phone. It was still raining but not as heavy as it had been earlier. It was then Ian decided to simply accept what has become of their insignificant relationship. and dialed a number. "And Ian do be careful. understood what made her tick. He stood on the stoop of Sara's building. laced with left over emotions from his encounter with Sara. Unhappily watching as Sara's shadow unenthusiastically made his way back to his car. He never thought the Sara he knew could have been so cold. I'll be there in a few hours. She couldn't trust him and she wouldn't give into what the blade was showing her. and then headed back to Irons. After summoning Dr. How he stood out in the open not bothering to blend in with the darkness as to not be seen. Danny could see the remiss in Ian's attitude. head resting back on the door. "I'm on the next plane out. He made no rush for his car that was parked a few blocks down. He was still unsure of what Irons planned for Sara and he swore not only to himself but to her as well. "Hello?" "Its me" Ian's voice was hoarse. and wrapped his arms around himself before stepping out into the cold night rain. he felt nothing inside. However he had been wrong and their somewhat odd association with each other had turned for the worst. Immo. The slump of his shoulders. 'Why rush the inevitable." There was a small pause and before they ended their conversation the woman added a warning of caution for Ian." "Then you know what to do?" Ian asked. They had been partners for years and he understood her mood swings.

" She waited for a response. At first he didn't bother to turn to look at her. Sara pushes herself from the door and turned to walk back up the stairs. He could only hope she was contemplating what had happened and quickly realize that it was a mistake. Maybe a new beginning? Turned out it wouldn't happen seeing Sara's infamous rage rear its ugly head. Her arms crossed at her chest as she waited for him to speak. So she made her way around the loft extinguishing some of the candles she had lit. some privacy. He suffered because of her. She leans her forehead against the door and sighs. Danny just felt that they were about to share something that was sacred between them. Yet in the end Danny had been dumbfounded with her reaction to Ian. He leaned against the wall next to the stairs that led somewhere up in her loft while they situated themselves in the living room area. It had to be worked out by the two. She couldn't help but remember the punishments he endured from the hands of Irons. Sara found herself standing in front of her door. It was only because she heard the soft click of the door closing behind him. She hadn't moved from that same spot since Ian had left. She threw up her hands when he didn't speak. ~*~ Sara wasn't sure how long she stood frozen on the spot. He knew Sara had been worried about Ian. He had wanted to give them some space. For a ghost it wasn't that hard to be 'unseen' so Danny stood aloof from their conversation. She had expected her ghostly guide to be gone by now. She didn't know how or when she had made the small trek down the stairs. It was only then did it hit her of the finiteness of whatever they had between them ended when that door closed. He was afraid that it was going to take something very drastic before she opened her eyes to Ian. Danny's attention was now on Sara as she moved about in her .Danny had thought they were starting off on the right foot. He had even cringed from her harsh words. But the powers that be wouldn't let Danny interfere. By then it would be too late for both Ian and Sara. All she wondered was if he was still behind the door. He had been sticking around and watching Sara since she arrived home. "Look Danny as much as I love seeing you this isn't exactly the best time. If he had been close he would have seen the single tear that landed on the Witchblade. Disappointed even when he wasn't around. He watched Sara half lean on her couch. Her grip on the handle tightens but she doesn't turn to open it. Whatever it was outside had caught his attention. Not just for her but for him as well. Sara walked over to Danny and returned to her spot near the couch. Her left hand on the knob while the other was lay flat against the door. So if you don't mind partner I'd rather be alone tonight. Though it didn't mean he couldn't give a little helpful shove here and there. But he still stood by the window. She couldn't push the memory of the bruises and amounts of blood spilt. How thrilled she really was inside after he had finally shown up. Or the pain she had seen in those soft hazel eyes. He had been wrong. Without thinking she looks through the peephole and finds nothing but a dark empty hallway. She knew that this time he left through the door instead of his favorite window. Sara stubbornly told herself that what had happened earlier was for the best. The sound had echoed louder then thunder from the storm. Her head was bowed so he couldn't see her face. But it had felt like hours had passed instead of the few minutes since Nottingham had left the loft. She lets go of the doorknob and instead turns to lock the deadbolt. Danny gave Sara a few minutes before he would 'appear' before her. Danny couldn't possibly know what was going through her mind right now. Or was the hallway empty as always. At the top of the stairs Sara stops when she spots Danny staring out the window.

net'.470). if(sel_value == 'review') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/review.fanfiction. var cat_title = 'Witchblade'. "Its pretty obvious. Woo. var dateu = '07-05-04'. 'Smartass' Sara thought as she raised her eyebrow at him. All I want to do is just bury and forget everything and go to bed. I never had seen you act so bitter and cold before. partner. to include the excluded." But that was the problem." "What the hell is that suppose to mean? I don't need this shit right now Danny. "Wrong about what?" "Look Sara don't you think it was bit harsh what you told Nottingham?" "You were listening? I can't believe you Danny!" "I can't believe you." Sara leaned back against the armrest of the couch. I had a horrible day and night.apartment." "Yeah well at least my bark isn't as painful as Irons' bite." Sara soon accepted that he wasn't going to leave her alone until she told him why she had been so mean . var summary = 'How deep is Sara and Ian_connection? A meeting long over due. "The three hardest task in the world is neither physical feats nor intellectual achievements. imitating Sara. She couldn't 'just forget' she couldn't just 'bury' everything that had happened.php?storyid='+storyid+'&chapter='+chapter+'&storytextid=2320014'. "Do you know any other Nottingham's in New York City?" Danny didn't bother hiding his amused smirk. Such pain brought by Sara's cruel words. } else if (sel_value == 'abuse') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/report." "What is?" "Nottingham" "Nottingham? Ian Nottingham?" Sara questioned. The anguish in his eyes was far worst then what he had witnessed first hand. var chapters = 66. "Hey I gotta make life interesting don't I. I know you have your moment but I mean talk about being a bitch. var userid = 177956. var author = 'Spin11'. Sara. Sara. "The one who listens is the one who understands" Danny crossed his arms.." "Are you sure about that?" Danny remembered keeping his eyes on Ian and he could see the man was truly heartbroken. var toast. var datep = '05-21-02'. No doubt she would have if he were still alive." Danny could sense no humor in her threat. var logind = 'http://login. var words = 139577. function select_drop(sel_value) { var rev = 1. She wasn't sure if it was her or the blade that wouldn't let the issues rest. var title = 'Revelation'. var chapter = 24. ~*~ <a class='positive' onClick='select_drop("review"). So you say I wouldn't understand? Try me I'm listening. and her head bowed. var review_url = '/review. and to say 'I was wrong'. "You know if you weren't already dead I'd kick your ass.php? ." He smiled at her light banter. var title_t = 'Revelation'. The visions and Ian kept replying in her mind..php? storyid='+storyid+'&chapter='+chapter+'&storytextid=2320014'. var categoryid = 428." Her mouth gaped open as she narrowed her eyes on him.' href='#'>Review this Chapter <FORM name=myselect> <SCRIPT type='text/javascript'> var storyid = 789263. Danny. "He didn't deserve that verbal lashing from you and you know it. "You are such a fortune cookie. "What?" Sara finally asked. 7-5'. "You wouldn't understand. but moral acts: to return love for hate.560. crossed her arms over her chest.

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' Ian thought." Lazar's voice was calmed yet forceful. Ian had heard Lazar to be a passive and unperturbed man. It wasn't an order like Irons but an undemanding request. He returned his gaze back towards Sara's apartment. Like now for example you feel anxious. seeing him from time to time. "I sense pain and suffering. Suffering is optional." Lazar replied in a thick ancient accent that Ian could not place." His eyes no longer flashed with anger and Lazar's weathered face softened. "Like I have said you're unfocused. when you are on guard. young Nottingham?" Ian didn't answer Lazar." Ian stared at Lazar with mournful eyes. I know not what I say. Being exposed to Sara during what little time he had with her was slowly rubbing off on Ian. Ian Nottingham." "What would a vagrant know about the meaning of life?" Ian threw back bitterly. Ian Nottingham. "Or you have lost your focus and were so rapt in your thoughts you simply did not register my presence." Ian began to lower his head averting his gaze from Lazar's. I may not know exactly what you are thinking but I can sense what you are feeling. are gone. as the watcher. "Hold your tongue. " I understand. The walls that are usually surrounding your mind. "If I am an open book. He turned around to see an old man holding the handle. Ian. then what does my tale reveal. Ian was reluctant to comply. "You should not give up on life so easily." Ian wasn't too surprise that Lazar knew his name. "Yes and no. His stringy blonde hair plastered against his weathered face. Lazar?" The older man nodded his head and grinned as Ian addressed him. Ian. for they hide nothing from the world. The windows to a person's soul. 'But could the man read minds too?' he thought. Ian had heard very little about Lazar from Irons. He only looked towards the direction of Sara's apartment. Who knows how long Lazar had been watching over him. Look at me. "I have nothing left. But there was no mistaking the flash of anger in his eyes. is that all?" Ian replied sarcastically. He looked up to see a large black umbrella hovering above him. "And those as well. The man was a complete enigma.focused on past cruelties." Ian's eyes widen. Someone once said: 'Pain is inevitable. I am simply acting on my disheartened impulses. Ian's own research found nothing of the man's existence yet he stood before him holding an umbrella. Lazar. You are still wondering how I was able to sneak up behind you without detection? "Oh. You are like an open book. Ian opened his eyes only because he no longer felt the pouring rain beating down on him. Ian recognized the man. What is there to live for?" . 'The rain must have drowned out the sounds of his footsteps. "Those betray you.' Why are you suffering. The man's dark protruding gaze held his." "There is only one meaning of life: The act of living itself." Lazar pointed at Ian's eyes. "Do not withdraw away from me. "I apologize. Lazar gave a lopsided smile. The light from the candles faintly glowed in the distance. This had been the first time the watcher had approached him and spoke. Ian finally looked up and locked his gaze with Lazar. "How do you mean?" Ian questioned calmly hoping to hide the uneasiness he felt. But how he had gotten so close without Ian knowing was a bit unnerving for the dark assassin.

" "Your cause is to protect the wielder of the Witchblade.never return. Do not repeat past mistakes." "How can I protect her." Ian complained like a little child. You must be patient with the wielder. "What about Kenneth Irons? I do not know how to explain it but he has this hold over me that I cannot understand let alone break." Lazar grinned." Ian sighed. 'Stubborn fools' Lazar muttered under his breath then a light chuckle escaped his throat." Lazar answered. Ian however did not share in Lazar's humor. "But my patients grows thin and I don't feel that I can wait any longer. Refuses to trust me." "What do you mean 'past mistakes'. 'Take the cause out of a man. Ian's brows furrowed as he tilted his head slightly to the side. So you must help her understand. Ian wasn't as stubborn as he thought. Lazar." Ian exclaimed. Just very determined. It has been your destiny since the day you were born. "It is possible to break free from Irons. Maybe Lazar had been mistaken. I'm afraid if I don't break away I'll only be jeopardizing Sara's safety. Ian." Ian looked at Lazar. She is the one who refuses to listen to the blade. Ian. Lazar?" Lazar cleared his throat and answered." Lowering his head as he spoke. to reason. And bit irritated that this man found his current 'situation' amusing. "I do no such thing. alone?" Lazar questioned. "The Witchblade bestowed upon you a gift. I am merely saying is your Lady Sara does not realize the things you have done for her. confusion reflected in his eyes. Ian's looked up from his bowed head. a destiny. "You have not given her any evidence to trust you." Lazar explained." "I've been patient my entire life. "Yes young Nottingham." Hearing Ian's desire to break free was a good sign. Ian pictured each scenario becoming more and more afraid for Sara's life. It took a great amount of strength both mind and will to place the . are you so willing to leave your Lady's Sara's side? To leave her vulnerable against the evil elements that is after the Witchblade? Are you willing to break the vow you've made lifetimes ago to serve the wielder? Do you want your Lady to meet her untimely demise." Ian shook his head no. He couldn't bear the thought of her death." "How?" Ian pleading with hope that Lazar held the key to his chains. confused. Far from it actually. "Why do you mock my pain." "Then what do you find so amusing?" Lazar sighed. Lazar? She despises me! She will never let me into her life! It is best if I comply with her wishes and." "Are you saying I am untrustworthy of Sara?" Ian's eyes widen with uncertainty. And if she does she assumes it's some sort of ploy created by Kenneth Irons to gain control over her. "You are much stronger then you believe. "I have no cause nor destiny.' Ian thought. "No!" he strongly replied. Ian. Ian nodded but another subject arose. Sara needs you as you need her. "I have forgotten how strongly stubborn both you and the wielder really are. "No. good. Lazar was smiling and shaking his shaggy blonde head."You have a cause. "Then you've had practice." "She is the one who is stubborn. "Then do not be so willing to give up on yours. that is not what I am saying my dear boy. To remember past lives and to learn from them." "Ian. ". there is no cause for a man.

What was the point really? In the end she would lose them to death. She had done everything she could to save him too. 'Ian Nottingham isn't going to die because of me. 'Oh God.and here as well. slipped behind the wheel and revved up the engine. 'Life was cruel' Sara thought. He unlocked the door. At that moment the power had been restored. Tears threatening to fall from her eyes. And not weeks after her death her partner. First her father was taken away while she was still young. Before steering out onto the empty street Ian glanced in the rearview mirror towards Sara's building.bond with Kenneth Irons. Maybe she did but just couldn't bring herself to admit that she really cared for her stalker." Lazar's face grew somber making him look much more older and ancient. This wasn't exactly how she wanted him to be in her life. was killed before her eyes. She wanted him alive. Then his forehead ". to love then without warning everything is drastically taken from her. why does this keep happening to me' She thought. Reveling that the night sky had cleared. she wasn't there. Danny. Not some ghostly guide standing in her living room. It had been so hard to let anyone in her life. leaving her alone once again. "But how can I break a lifetime with Kenneth Irons? He is my master. The storm obviously had stopped sometime during their conversation. 'Not this time.' She thought. Ian suffered greatly but yet he stands before Lazar and for once a golden glint of hope flickered in the depths of Ian's hazel eyes. being his wise ass self (though even in death that didn't change much). Your connection with the wielder far exceeds your . No longer trapped in darkness as street lamps around engulfed Ian in light. For you had a mistress far before you had a master." Lazar lowered the umbrella. Sara would have done anything." Ian spoke dejectedly. Unlike Danny or John there was something she could do to save him from death. How she pleaded for him to hold on and how his last words were to tell his wife he was sorry. She stood helpless as his life drained before her eyes. With her father and Maria there was nothing really she could have done. Much how she had tried with John during his kidnapping. When he looked back down Lazar was gone. He knew about this and tried to conceal this from you by using unethical means. "When in doubt look inside yourself. breathing.blade back on Sara's wrist. Here. At that moment the chains that held you to him began to weaken. he had witnessed many of them. had seeped through the tiny cracks in the wall that surrounded her heart. He knew the 'means' Irons had used on Ian. Ian moved from his spot and turned to his car. "Do not confuse gratefulness with loyalty. Sara looked up to stare at Danny. ~*~ Sara didn't know where to start. And for the first time since he left her apartment Ian smiled. Flashing his own lopsided smile as he watched Ian drive away. Her heart constricted at the thought of her lover's cold body on the floor of that warehouse. If there were a way to protect Ian Nottingham then she would gladly take it. She had an advantage this time and she was going to take ." Lazar laid a finger against Ian' chest. Ian raised his face up to see the mass of brightly lit stars twinkling and the glowing moon above. Then while the harsh life of reality moved on Maria was taken too. living. If there had been a way to save him that day she would have. But with Danny she was.' Perhaps the feelings she held inside. But in the end both were killed and in both times she was helpless to just watch them die. the affections she warden off. First she's given time to care. above his heart. Deep in the shadows Lazar followed in suit.

opened up my eyes." Sara could actually smile about it now. If it meant she had to accomplish the task with pain and heartache then so be it. leaned back against the wall." Danny smiled." "The second time we meet he was this cocky bastard who. Until finally her voice broke through the silence in the loft. and become invisible whenever he wanted too. leap off building rooftops only to land gracefully like some oversized feline. am I the reason why he's battered or bruised? I don't want to wonder or think about it. and left. drop a riddle or two." "So what changed your mind about him?" "This. mumbled something. huh. Here's this bad ass assassin who could catch bullets with his hands." Sara tapped at the bracelet." "You mean like me. "Well it was Nottingham but I'm sure you know that now. "I was admiring the Witchblade when he had sneaked up behind me. . He needs you as much you need him. "No offense Danny but you're dead. Believe it or not. Besides the obvious fact that he's associated with Irons I don't think I ever hated him personally. "Don't worry you had none to being with. right?" Danny smirked. I caught his reflection on the glass casing and on instinct I whirled around and pointed my gun at him." "But I thought you hated Ian?" "I thought I did too. Just like that. flashed this smile." "How do you mean?" "Danny you know me. What I saw in my visions while stuck in that elevator will haunt me probably for the rest of my life." Sara shook her head and grinned. Patiently waiting for Sara to explain her reasons why. "Sara I don't think you should shut Ian out. That is until tonight. "Talk about first impressions. He was trained to be the way he is. And I was angry at myself for losing it and more angry at him for taking it. like it was nothing. but I'm more cool in my entrances and exits. He had about given up when Sara hadn't uttered a word for who knows how long. I had always thought Ian Nottingham was invincible. "But doesn't. Every time I see him I would wonder is he hurt? If he is. He just stood there.". Ian Nottingham wasn't the only person hurting. "Ian Nottingham is a constant reminder that I don't have any control. appeared out of nowhere." . Over the course of time he would pop out of shadows. then disappear the same way he had when he showed up. "Every time he would show up out of nowhere I just felt like he was taking what little control I had left over my life." Danny pleaded. had the audacity to come up to me in a dark alley sprouting one of many cryptic bullshit which I've learned is part of his charming traits. Besides this. Danny the man didn't even flinch or made an attempt to move away. I like being in control. not now." "None taken but I still think I'm cooler though. My life is hectic enough with the blade. 'Wished it had opened up your heart too. with a gun in his face. That nothing could harm him let alone touch him. Or maybe it did and you're till fighting it.' He thought but instead said." Sara holds up her arm to show off the dormant bracelet. Danny. ". "Remember the accident at the Midtown Museum? You asking me if I had seen anyone else there before the explosion?" Danny nodded his head." Sara paused but made no motion that she was going to stop.it. You have an excuse. with his hands hidden deep inside the pockets of his coat.

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' He mused as he stroked the faint scars with a leather-clad finger. 'Had Immo been right about this one? Should he be worried about Nottingham's so called aggression levels?' Irons thought." Irons.. opposition .. Could it mean that Irons knows about his visit with Sara? Should he prepare for yet another beating? As he neared the doubled doors that lead to the den he could hear voices carry through the slight opening. He had a new purpose in life.. her wielder knight. "Is the picture getting clearer?" "These are all stratagems for controlling Sara Pezzini.be a normal man. It was until the moment he had seen her that the light started to grow. " Now tell me what do these words have in common: Intimidation . Lazar told Ian to look inside his mind and heart. With lighting speed. Her beauty etched deep into his memory. Remembering how he had gone against Irons orders and instead learned to listen to his instincts." Irons took the handle of the cane and tucked it under Nottingham's chin. No. The throb in his left wrist no longer warm and comforting was unexpectedly cold. She may not want to accept it now but he was going convince her. Nottingham crossed his arms at the shoulder and trapped the weapon with his elbows. much like Ian. Still like Ian but yet this one held confidence as he held his head up. "Soon enough. Irons continued to twirl the cane in his hand as he made his way in front of Nottingham. Behind him Irons smirked and nodded obviously approving of Nottingham's exceptional skill. Perhaps it was possible.. Going up against years of training and teachings. 'I suppose the Witchblade agrees with me. Ian moved closer but hesitated to enter. began to circle his new servant. his entire way of living.. rejection .. When in doubt look inside yourself. A lethal and loyal warrior. with cane in hand.. Ian soon opened his eyes and got out of the car. in the middle of the den. His eyes widen when one of the voices he recognized was his own. The rays of hope breaching beyond the barrier not only through his soul but also through his entire being. But it was Sara who made him more then just that. abandonment . Irons' response was the same as it was those many years ago. Ian Nottingham was good at persuasion. "When will I fight?" Irons grinned as he recalled the same question asked by then a much younger Nottingham. He was her protector. "For containing her... The image of Sara's face flashed the moment he closed his eyes.. But in the blink of an eye Irons couldn't recognized what he had seen. To live and protect the wielder of the Witchblade. The two small scars on his left wrist throbbed lightly. Lazar was right he had been confusing his loyalty to Irons with gratitude. . enigma . I had envisioned a scenario in which Sara would become a member of . The feeling he felt earlier crawled up his arm and bathed his body in a warm afterglow. Irons looked into the dark abysmal depths of Nottingham's eyes and saw an empty void. Cerulean and caramel eyes boar into each other. temptation . perhaps not an empty void there was something flickering behind those eyes.. For once making him doubt his liege to Irons.. After all it was Irons that made him the dangerous assassin that he was.. He eyed his servant as he stood in front of the fireplace. Titillation .. to his heart. Immediately as he stepped over the threshold a surge of apprehension ran through his body. seduction?" As Irons stood behind his servant and swung his cane over Nottingham's shoulder. This time not willing to die for her but instead fight to live and stand by her side..

" Ian's seething voice echoed in the den as he walked in. Immo have been hiding deep in the bowels of the mansion. Irons lowered the cane and turned to walk away. "So this abomination is want you and Dr." Nottingham grinned at the idea of them being a 'family'. is so much more superior then you. master. Perhaps Irons was right and the clone's skills far exceeded Ian's. Who was this person who stood before him with his face? A twin brother? Nottingham glared at his predecessor. Nottingham was ready to fight and all Irons had to do was say the word. alone?".our family and you could serve us both. . Wanted to observe any reaction. he. His right hand heavily patted the shoulder of the other. but you see Ian."Ian. I would like to introduce your successor. Which only made the clone much more dangerous. But not before provoking Ian with an evil smile and commenting. "And it's her blood you covet. A bit unnerved by Nottingham's wicked grin. And yet . . And he is solely loyal to me. invaluable for the blood that courses through her veins. Sara Pezzini is a lioness." Ian caught the look on the clone's face as his eyes quickly glanced side ways towards Irons. "Let me deal with this weakling traitor." Irons stood beside Nottingham." Irons grinned. you have your orders. Ian focused on both men as he made his way towards them. but worthless as a pet. Finally having heard enough of Irons' plans for Lady Sara." Nottingham's hands were ready balled up into fist. Before Nottingham left Irons added. "However. "His devotion to me will not falter unlike you. 'No' Ian thought. He cast aside the feeling and continued to speak. Ian doubted that Irons had much control over this one. It didn't take much more convincing for Ian to chose. The fire in the great hearth burned and crackled.. Ian's face remained stoic but his heart was beating against his chest. are you so willing to leave your Lady's Sara's side? To leave her vulnerable against the evil elements that is after the Witchblade? Are you willing to break the vow you've made lifetimes ago to serve the wielder? Do you want your Lady to meet her untimely demise. Making sure to keep his distance from them.. Even from the distance that set them apart Ian could see the rage running through the clone's eyes. His eyes never leaving Ian." With a loud groan Nottingham left the den through the other side entrance that lead to the back of the mansion. "Ah. Irons smiled at the obvious reaction from Ian. Irons held the clone back with one arm crossed over his chest. Unfortunately he didn't expect the condescending smile on Ian's face. The only difference between the two was the control they had over their emotions." Irons thoughts had wondered he didn't hear the door open. Ian. "No. Without control this clone was far from dangerous. Fascinating as a zoological specimen. With a hard squeeze from Irons Nottingham obediently stood frozen. A replicate of me? A clone?" Irons could feel the tension in Nottingham's shoulder pulsating under his hand. "I'm so glad you could join us this evening. Mimicking the sounds of the connection between Ian and Irons finally breaking." Ian's eyes went wide with fear. the corners of his mouth rising into an evil smirk. Ian glared at that the mirror image of himself. His body ridged with adrenaline coursing through his body. His very skill far exceeds yours. Go and continue your vigilance over Sara Pezzini. "Remember you are not to make contact with her until I say. Ian cursed at himself at the thought he was going to willing give up his life only to leave Sara alone to deal with this maniac on the loose. Irons leaned slight on the cane he held.

As much as he longed to be by Sara's side. "Please do enlighten me." Ian's voice trailed off. Apparently his decision was made for him. and his eyes daringly locked with his.. Sara Pezzini. His lips pursed together. Ian." Ian nodded his head. Ian's doubts were slowly rising as he stared at the man who raised him since he was a child." Irons cut in before Ian could continue. He sat down. Irons spared Ian a glance before making his way to his favorite throne like chair. . The site of Irons worked up was quite amusing to Ian. Due to my training these emotions were foreign to me. I was mistaken to think I could have proven the exception. leaving him alone with Irons.. Irons tried to play Ian's game with words of his own." "You mean you had hoped that the current wielder. "As I seem to recall I was not the only one rejected by the fair Sara. Besides Ian had a feeling that Sara. "I was distraught at first. "The Witchblade. "I truly had hoped that Sara would become a part of our family. I could not apprehend what were transpiring. Immediately he could see the changes in his once loyal servant. crossed his legs at the knees. Irons unaware of Ian's bond with the blade continued to speak." Irons were already seething as he sat there listening to Ian. You never expected a woman who was daring and fearless. 'Interesting' Irons thought." Irons stared at the top of Ian's head. absently rubbing the mark of the blade on his right hand ". "What makes you think she will accept you. passion for Sara Pezzini?" "At first yes but now. "And now you've seen the errors in your ways and you agonize between your devotion to me and your . head no longer bowed down."Don't worry Ian I'll watch her well." Ian was conflicted to follow the clone or to stay and finish his confrontation with Irons. "I agree. A woman who had turned down and rejected you at every turn. laying the cane across his lap. "Though the Lady Sara does not accept me now she will in time. and the hand that languidly rested on the armrest of the chair made it's to grasp the handle of the cane. Ian. How is she by the way Ian? Did you two have nice chat when you went to see her this evening?" It was Irons turn to gloat in Ian's obvious discomfort. His voice full of pride and respect." Ian lifted his head higher. would have been more docile and susceptible. Confused really with feelings I've never felt before. But as you know Sara's tenacious individuality conflicted with what I had envisioned to be a worthy wielder. Both men glared at each other the only sound that echoed was coming from the fire. Ian knew this was important. Ian's arms lazily against his sides. He watched as the clone disappeared. His legs were rooted in place and he couldn't move. and stared up at the man before him. Irons always the calm and cool collective businessman was being provoked with words uttered by his servant.Do not assume what the Witchblade wants Ian. For I plan to serve my mistress well until this life is over. even with the clone loose. Taking a deep breath Irons tilted his head slight and spoke. "It is written that no man can serve two masters. was safe for now. boy?" Irons held a firm grip of his cane as he got up from his chair and stood in front of Ian. "So it is the Witchblade and Sara that you serve?" Irons shook his head and a light chuckle left his lips." Ian lowered his eyes and bowed his head. Ian." "You know less then you think you do" Ian too inadvertently stroked the two scars the Witchblade had left. as he shook his head no. You never expected her to be strong willed and stubborn. "The Witchblade?" Irons snorted. jaw clenched together.

using his fingers to feel any damages brought upon by Ian's grip. Ian placed a hand on Irons chest. I had even contemplated to consult my solace in the embrace of death. Ian applied more pressure. Irons could feel a bruise forming on his face. Not wanting to loose the momentum. Sara Pezzini. With the same hand he grabbed the edge of the couch and unsteadily pushed himself up stand. Have you forgotten. If it weren't for Ian still holding onto his wrist Irons would have fallen. Sending Irons reeling back against the floor in front of the leather couch. I created you. pivoted on his foot and pushed the man forward." Irons tilted his head slightly and narrowed his eyes. exposing the fiery flame of pure hatred. "I know my enemy very well. For I serve but one. painfully squeezing Irons' wrist with his right hand. "Knowing that what you've help create will now . He stumbled backwards from the force of the blow. One does not exist without the other. It opened my eyes to the path I was destined to follow. Irons swung his left fist only to have it blocked by Ian's arm. He pulled back to stare at the crimson color covering his fingers. The Witchblade and the wielder are but one entity. Ian lethally poised in the middle of the den." "And you assumed I would simply let you go. Therefore I do not agonize over my devotion between you or Sara. The vise like grip Ian had on Irons right wrist was what stopped the momentum. Irons touched his face again only to have more blood coating his fingertips. to her. I made you. The contradiction as I aided one master yet compromised the safety of the other. As he sat up he brought his left hand up and felt the thick liquid flowing down from his nose. She sees you as freak. and it is I who shall decided how you live your life. It was not broken but it was rather painful and there was no doubt it was already bruised. Not once did his attention waver from his foe. His grip on the cane tightens along with his jaw. "We shall see what the lady wants. That was until. "An intervention. They did nothing but glare at one another as they began to circle little area of the room. His gaze locked with Irons eyes." Irons entire body began to tremble as he strained against Ian's hold. with what I was ordered to do. What makes you believe she would want you by her side?" Ian shrugged his shoulders and said. Their bodies were rigid. the backdrop from the flames were fitting for his menacing appearance and the fiery anger in his eyes. Irons back was facing the great hearth." "Until what?" Irons asked. But Ian did not relinquish his hold. Immediately Ian brought down his fist across Irons' face. You know not your master." His tone of voice echoed with complete awe and reverence "Your precious Lady Sara hates you.let alone conduct in a manner that would not conflict with what I had been taught. 'The insolent fool will pay for that' he thought. The icy blue eyes that were locked with Ian's soon melted away. With his free arm. Ian looked up from his bowed head. "How does it feel. "But I do." Without warning the cane swung dangerously close to connecting with Ian's face." Ian hissed. Irons began to massage the injured wrist. "The Witchblade gave me a taste of a life outside of this. Mutually they stopped their predatory dance and stood facing each other with only a few feet separating them. Ian. Finally the sound of the cane hitting the floor echoed in the room. 'Intervention? By whom? By what?' Irons questions were soon answered as Ian spoke. tug on the arm he held. ready to attack or defend if needed. Kenneth?" Ian mused. A path along side the wielder. It was then I soon realized I was not serving two masters but one. Consequently my failure was inevitable.

Irons had pressed the tiny button on the device. His thoughts were interrupted as he heard a rustling sound behind him. Ian's eyes returned to stare at Irons." Irons felt the cane brush against his right foot as he slightly shifted his weight. The doctor. But what? He couldn't possibly go against Irons. var categoryid = 428. Before Ian realized what was happening he was trapped. grabbed the watch cap. and wiped the blood off of his face. the room suddenly filled with successions of flashing white light.. Irons straighten himself up and tossed the stained watch cap on the floor next to Ian. 'As for this worthless slave. Ian. Soon the convulsions ceased and Ian's prone body lay unconscious on the floor. The look of trepidation and fear as he entered was fixed on his face long before Ian had arrived." Immo nodded. "Do not be so bold to assume you've won. feeling for the tiny device concealed inside. strip off his clothes. Palms were sweaty.. He had heard reports and tales of Ian's professional exploits. "Immo!" Irons bellowed. var title = 'Revelation'. However. Irons pulled out the little remote from his pocket. 'Is this what his victims felt like?' Irons didn't linger on the thought for long. The man had managed to outwit death for years and he was going to do it again. Instead he stood there and began to speak." Irons said as he towered over Ian's body and soon left the room. At the same time Irons casually slipped his uninjured hand into his pants pocket. "I've told you once. Immo shook his head slightly at the thought of what was coming next. But never once had he heard or known what his victims must have felt during those last few moments. heartbeat racing. var title_t = 'Revelation'. var words = 139577. came in with a syringe held in one of his hands. He nudged the wooden cane with the tip of his toe. Now it was Irons turn and he never would have thought to be on the receiving end. Irons made no move to retrieve the cane off the floor. var chapters = 66. The boy he had grown to care for.be the cause of your demise?" Irons heart began to pound against his chest. "Bring him down. He bent down to pick up the cane and made his way towards Ian. Earlier that evening Irons had explained to him of his plans for Ian and Immo had no choice but to yield to his demands. With the cane Irons tapped the doctor's shoulder. Both men looked down at the possible weapon. his body began to convulse. var summary = 'How deep is Sara and Ian_connection? A meeting long over due. Dr. remembering how he had helped Irons usher Ian into the world. throw him out into the darkness where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth'. "Self-assurance was never your better traits. And it is also written. 'If there was only something he could do?' Immo wondered. 7-5'. var userid = 177956. I am not a merciful man. He glanced at the man before him. var cat_title = . and restrain him. Immo never turned his head but he was listening. like a son he never had. Ian." Irons continued to speak as though the unconscious man was still able to hear him. perhaps he could. var chapter = 26.' href='#'>Review this Chapter <FORM name=myselect> <SCRIPT type='text/javascript'> var storyid = 789263. Irons were different from those sniveling weaklings Ian pursued. was now being delivered into the hands of death and he was helping. A wicked smile spread across Ian's face as if daring Irons to pick it up. Ian. Immo had held a soft spot for Ian. <a class='positive' onClick='select_drop("review"). and he immediately dropped to the floor. Irons knelt down besides Ian's head. "Your darkness awaits. pressing another button to deactivate the strobes. Immo quickly inserted the needle into Ian's neck. who had been waiting just outside the double doors. the anxiety felt when knowing the inevitable what here in the shape of Ian Nottingham.

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Chapter: 27 ~*~ "Pardon excusez-moi, mademoiselle," a refined and jovial voice pulled the woman out of her light nap. Bright azure eyes stared drowsily at the flight attendant. She blinked once then twice before she responded in a smooth, cultured American accent. "Yes?"

"I'm sorry to disturb you, mademoiselle. You had requested to inform you the hour before we land in New York?" The petite woman held her breath as she apologetically spoke in French. The woman furrowed her eyebrows, grasping what was going on around her. She smiled at the woman and spoke, "No it's alright, thank you." The flight attendant happily continued to move down the wide aisle assisting other passengers. The woman pushed the shade up the window and stared out. It was still dark but the moon reflected off of the Atlantic Ocean and in the distance she knew the city that never sleeps waited for her arrival. Or rather someone was waiting for her. "Welcome home, Faith." She sighed as she realized the reason she was returning to New York in the first place. . It's me. Two simple words that got her hoping on one of the fastest flights to New York from London: British Airways' Concorde jet. She glanced at her watch. It has been nearly three hours since her very brief conversation with Ian ended. A lot could happen in three hours she thought. With a sigh she unfasten the seatbelt and got up from her seat. She opened the overhead compartment and pulled out her one carry on bag she brought. Faith headed for the back to use the restroom. As she slowly approached she could hear two voices whispering, verbally quarrelling. Both parties soon stopped their heated conversation when they felt her presences. Faith paid no attention and entered the restroom. Immediately she lowered the lid from the toilet and placed her bag on top. She unzipped the bag, pulled out a set of clothes, hanging them from the hook on the door, and set the bag on the floor. Faith began to undress replacing the outfit she had on with the one that was hanging. First she put on black slacks and a black silk sleeveless turtleneck top. Then she sat on the lid of the toilet and pulled on black high-heeled boots. She got up and faced the mirror. She pulled out a smaller bag containing her toiletries. She grabbed the brush and began combing out her long dark- blonde locks, tightly drawing it back into a bun. Faith stared at her reflection and began straightening her outfit. The choice of color had somehow enhanced her appearance giving her a more mystic physique. The creamy color of her skin and hair was a definite contradiction to the darkness of her clothes. Yet what stood out the most were those hauntingly icy cerulean eyes. Her mirror image stared back and Faith actually shuddered at her own image. 'Get a hold of yourself, Faith. Concentrate and focus. Ian needs you now.' She took a deep breath while turning on the faucet and quickly splashing her face with cold water. The chill from the water awakened her senses. She closed her eyes, took in another deep breath, and reopened her eyes. Faith watched in the mirror as her posture changed, her attitude changed, and the fear that was in her eye was gone. She was ready or almost. As she inhaled she could faintly smell caffeine. "Coffee. Must need coffee. Then I'll be ready." She grinned as she stuffed her clothes and toiletries into the bag before slipping on her long black leather coat. She unlocked the door and slipped out of the restroom. 'Damn! Looks like I'll be having more then just coffee.' Faith stared at the pair. It was the same ones that had been arguing earlier. Deciding that maybe wasn't the best time to ask Faith was about to turn and leave. That was until the man grabbed the arm of the female fight attendant. "Let go of my arm," The attendant demanded. "Don't think so darlin. Not until you give me what I want." "I told you I'm not interested. Now let me go." The flight attendant tried to pull her arm

away but he wouldn't let go. Instead he increased the pressure of his hold. "I don't think you understand." He warned, roughly pulling her towards him. "I understand perfectly. You can't take no for an answer so instead, just because you're rich, you can push people around like some bully. You're just a fucking asshole!" A bit surprised by the flight attendant's bold comments and attitude, Faith grinned and nodded her head in approval. But soon her grin faded when she seen the man raise his hand, ready to strike. "Why you fucking whor." "Excuse me I hate to interrupt this lovely tryst," Faith grabbed the man's arm, painfully twisting it behind his back, and slamming him against the metal cabinets. Still speaking, not once pausing. "But it's obvious that the woman is not interested. Now if you'd be so kind and apologize to?" Faith turned to stare at the woman. "T.. Tasha.." The woman was barely able to answer as she stared wide-eyed. "Right. Now if you apologize to Tasha then I'll let you go." Faith waited for an answer. "I ain't going to apologize to no one you crazy bitch!" It wasn't exactly the response she was looking for, so Faith did the next best thing. With her free hand she grabbed the back of his head, pulled back, and slammed his face against the metal cabinet. She let go and even before his body hit the floor he was unconscious. Tasha's mouth hung open and her eyes were about to pop out of her head. She couldn't believe what just happened. She turned her attention to the mysterious woman clad only in black. Faith was smoothing out her clothes when she heard a loud gasp. A male flight attendant had shown up. He spoke over a hand that was barely covering his mouth, "Oh my God Tasha, sweetheart what happened? Are you alright?" He questioned his feminine voice laced with shock; the hand that was covering his mouth was now dramatically laid against his chest. Eugene waved his other hand in front of her face. Tasha never answered. "Its my fault actually." Faith finally spoke up. Eugene barely contained the scream as he heard the low raspy voice. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you." "No, no it's quite all right. I just didn't see you standing there." Eugene pressed his palm over his racing heartbeat, trying to regain his composure. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to scream like that. So how is it this was," He waved a hand over the unconscious man, "your fault." "Well I was hoping to get a cup of coffee when I happen to see this gentleman," she pointed at the man, "coming on to your friend here. She refused his offer, he got angry and was about to become violent, so I decided to intervene." Faith calmly recapped what happened. Eugene quickly closed his mouth and turned to Tasha. "Is this what happened, Tasha?" "Yeah that's exactly what happened." A bit surprised and confused about the whole situation. Grateful that this was her last flight and that she was finally moving to New York. She didn't have to worry about putting up with assholes and mysterious people coming to her rescue. They stood there in an uncomfortable silence until the soft moans coming from the body broke the tension. It was Faith who first spoke. "So about that coffee?" She asked nonchalantly. "Coffee?" Both attendants stared at each other dumbfounded. "Oh the coffee, right. Its not quite ready but I'll have Eugene or myself serve you a cup when it is." "Thank you. I'm in seat 11." Faith picked up her bag and turned to walk away. Two sets of eyes watched as the mysterious woman walked down the aisle back to her seat. "That's one strange woman. So what do you think she does for a living? I bet she's spy or an assassin or something." Eugene's voice was filled with excitement as he tried to guess what

'passenger eleven's' career is. It was a fun game they had made up to pass the time during flights. "Eugene I swear your imagination just goes wild sometimes. I bet the next think you're going to say is that she's some kind of missing heiress or princess or something." Eugene just rolled her eyes. He turned his attention towards the not so unconscious man. "Whatever, come on help me get prince charming back to his seat. Then you can deliver the 'coffee' to Ms. Mysterious," Eugene playfully lowered his voice, "over there. Though I'm still betting she's some kind of spy." They both laughed not realizing Eugene wasn't far from the truth. Gratefully they lead the semi-conscious man back to his seat without further incident. And Tasha was already on her way to the back by the time Eugene secured the man in his seat. She filled the cup with coffee and headed back to the front. Faith paid no attention to Tasha as she served her coffee. She didn't turn to address the flight attendant's presence; she merely tossed a, "Thank you," over her shoulder not tearing her gaze from the window. "You're welcome, ma'am." Tasha quietly replied as she shrugged and made her way to assist other passengers. Faith watched; as the lights of the city were growing brighter as the mass silhouette of New York broaden. She glanced at her watch, "half an hour more," she said. Faith carefully picked up the cup of coffee and took a cautious sip. The heat of the liquid smoothly flowed down her throat. The warmth from the coffee quickly began to spread throughout her body. Taking another sip she sank deeper into her seat, letting her body relax a bit. Enjoying the small respite for she didn't know what to expect and she knew it would be awhile before the next reprieve. "Trouble, always there when you need it," Faith jokily said as she downed the rest of the tepid coffee. Perhaps it was the caffeine finally kicking in, the anticipation of the plane landing, or the adrenaline rush from the previous encounter that made Faith apprehensive. 'So much for relaxing.' She turned her eyes to the opposite side of the plane. She grinned as she spotted the man from earlier. Recalling how easily it was to incapacitate the burly man. She flexed her hands and stared at them. It was too easy she thought she needed a worthier opponent. Faith made sure to always stay fit, never letting her skills perish but instead flourish in time. Well he was conscious now and he watched that flight attendant, Tasha. He continued to watch until his gazed locked with icy blue ones. Immediately he snapped his head forward and completely avoided both Faith and the flight attendant. "I still got it. Ian would be proud," Faith beamed. Remembering hazel eyes that held a lot of intensity. How the intensity of those eyes bore into his enemies' soul immobilize them on the spot like some serpent memorizing their victims. Or how soft and innocent they could be, "I hate that damn lost puppy look." "Excuse me?" The voice broke into Faith's thoughts; she blinked a few times then turned her attention to the person standing besides her. Her eyes widen as she stared into the same hazel orbs. Faith jerked her head back slightly to fully look at the flight attendant, Tasha. Wavy russet hair pulled back into a braid, with a few sun kissed locks lying lazily against her face. Fine dark eyebrows arched above those same intense eyes. A petite nose, full lips, and high cheekbones all adorn the small frame of her face. So much like Ian. "Do you by chance have any sisters ?" ".excuse me?" Tasha stammered from the sudden question. Faith finally found her composure and began to apologize, "I'm sorry I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable and stare like that. Its just that you look like," Tasha raised her

eyebrows. "Actually you just remind me of someone I know, that's all. Forgive me I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable." "No its okay," Tasha said with a small smile. "I'm an only child actually." Faith nodded her head. An uneasy pause came over them until Tasha spoke. "Well...um the Captain has turned on the seatbelt sign. So if you could bring your seat to an upright position and fasten your seatbelt we'll be landing shortly." Faith looked at her watch again. Just fifteen more minutes until they landed. "Right, thank you." Tasha had never wanted to leave so quickly before. But for some reason her body didn't want to cooperate. "Are you finished with this?" Faith glanced at the empty cup and nodded. Tasha picked up the cup but still didn't move. Faith noticed that she hadn't left and so she stared at her in confusion. Tasha leaned in and spoke, " just wanted to.. you for what you did earlier with that gentleman." Faith smiled, "It was no problem but you're welcome." Faith could see relief flash in Tasha's eyes. 'Eyes that were so much like Ian's. Ah, let it go Faith. Come on you gotta concentrate.' "Well I hope you have a pleasurable stay in New York, Ms?" "Faith, the name is Faith. And you're Tasha, right?" "Natasha, Natasha Marion. Thank you again not only for the help earlier but for making my last flight interesting." "Last flight?" Faith wondered. "Yeah this is my last flight working. I actually quit and I'm moving to New York. To pursue a better career I guess." "All this traveling is getting boring?" Faith amusingly asked. "That and it's a bit exhausting at the same time. I want to settle in a permanent place for once." Surprisingly Faith fully understood. For years having to travel from place to place. Not a place to truly call home. "Well I wish you the best of luck, Natasha Marion." "Thank you," they shook hands and Tasha left. Faith had a nagging feeling about Natasha Marion. But now wasn't the time to think about it so she pushed the thought aside and concentrated on the situation at hand. That is to find Ian Nottingham and hope it wasn't too late. <a class='positive' onClick='select_drop("review");' href='#'>Review this Chapter <FORM name=myselect> <SCRIPT type='text/javascript'> var storyid = 789263; var chapter = 27; var chapters = 66; var words = 139577; var userid = 177956; var title = 'Revelation'; var title_t = 'Revelation'; var summary = 'How deep is Sara and Ian_connection? A meeting long over due... 7-5'; var categoryid = 428; var cat_title = 'Witchblade'; var datep = '0521-02'; var dateu = '07-05-04'; var author = 'Spin11'; function select_drop(sel_value) { var rev = 1; var logind = 'http://login.fanfiction.net'; var review_url = '/review.php? storyid='+storyid+'&chapter='+chapter+'&storytextid=2422237'; var toast; if(sel_value == 'review') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/review.php? storyid='+storyid+'&chapter='+chapter+'&storytextid=2422237',560,470); } else if (sel_value == 'abuse') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/report.php? categoryid='+categoryid+'&chapter='+chapter+'&storyid='+storyid+'&title='+title,560,510) ; } else if (sel_value == 'c2') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/c2_addstory.php? action=add&storyid='+storyid,560,470); } else if (sel_value == 'fs') { toast =

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Chapter: 28 Faith anticipation was slowly abated as she felt the gentle touchdown of the plane. After skillfully landing the pilots immediately directed the jet towards the appropriate terminal. Even before that Faith had unfastened the seatbelt and was sitting in the empty chair near the aisle. With her bag clutched in her hand she glanced down at her watch. It was a little after 3 A.M. grateful for the early morning hour. Less or no traffic and everyone should still be asleep. Reaching the mansion would not be a problem but getting in might. The hissing sound of the door opening pulled her back from her thoughts and Faith quickly maneuvered around other passengers. As she approached the door she spotted Natasha. The nagging feeling had returned and she couldn't understand why. She looked at the woman's features again. Faith hadn't realized just how tall Natasha was. They were about the same height of 5'11 and Natasha seemed to be in fitting health. She had the same hair color, same eyes, and even the same body frame. Could she really be? Faith shook her head. 'No, nothing a little hair dye and contacts can't change to make a person appear something

"Maybe we might run into each other while in New York. Finally spotting the appropriate one she punched in the combination on the keypad and a locker opened. Who has no idea what's going on and probably doesn't care what happens to the knight. draping it over the top of the hook.they're not. Faith pulled out a pair of high-topped black boots from the bag. This isn't a fairy tale the one in distress is a knight in tarnished armor. "Get your head out of the clouds. Grinning as she made a quick assessment of the contents. Grateful that it was empty Faith found a stall. Who needs claws when you have an 9 inch blade sticking out of your arm. She quickly flashed the flight attendant a smile and continued down the aisle. Faith then carefully unzipped the bag. Natasha is just a coincidence. Faith clenched her hand into a tight fist and snapped it down. Well good luck to you." she smiled. a rather warped out one. She was nearly out of the plane before Tasha stopped her. Come on Faith you know better. and began to tightly fasten the straps. Unfortunately there was no honor in death and Faith never relished in taking someone's life. She turned her arm to inspect the blade. "Yes we just might. As the dance ends you hope that you will turn out to be the victor. and placed one of the handles onto the hook. You've done countless of transformations before. She quickly fastened the other weapon onto her right arm. please don't tell me he wants me to where this with these pants? Besides what is wrong with my shoes?' She . The woman is no damsel at all but a Homicide detective." She continued down the corridor and headed straight for one of the many rows of lockers that adorn the walls of the terminal. She dropped her other bag on the floor and took off her coat. She just appreciated the fight but in a deadly dance such as this death was the only conclusion. Natasha. She hated guns and would rather use blades instead. Perhaps it was her own silliness but she felt that with a blade came honor. Justice will never be served to the evil villain and he won't just die either. outmaneuver every attack. I wish you the best of luck. Not that she wasn't any good with firearms on the contrary Faith was an excellent marksman. Then to retaliate with your own sets of thrusts and blows. With another flex of her arm the blade retreated back into the scabbard. Within the blink of an eye a 'snkit' sound echoed in the empty restroom and a long jagged blade protruded out. her sincerity reflected in those hazel eyes. The metal was cool against her fingertips. And it's the sidekick that actually comes to the rescue. It was a dance she knew well. daggers. metal scabbard on top. Much like hand-tohand combat but with a blade as an extension of one's self.' "Thank you for choosing British Airways. locked it. She just rather preferred the blade. The device had some kind of harness with three straps that needed to be fastened and a long metal scabbard. Faith made sure it was not hers. Faith comfortably positioned the weapon. We hope you enjoy your stay in New York. Instead he will manage to live on forever and wreck havoc on other poor souls. Ian had filled the bag with her most desired weapons. 'Just how I like it: Shiny and sharp. Faith bent to retrieve the small duffle bag then entered the ladies room. Faith. The lengthy equipment was as long as her forearm. 'Ah.' Faith grinned. How she actually enjoyed the deadly dance of steel striking against steel. And to not celebrate over the defeat of your foe but rejoice in the knowledge that your skills had once again saved your life. Perhaps this is a fairy tale." Faith grinned. Anticipate but never underestimate your adversary's next move." Eugene's cheery voice broke through Faith's trance. It was the feeling of achievement she would never get when using a gun." Faith snorted as she pulled out a unique apparatus from the bag. "Thank you again for everything.

She turned the alarm off and popped the trunk. She decided to park the Jag about a block up from the mansion.' Faith got into the car and revved the engine. I am so sorry. It was Tasha the flight attendant.length mirror making sure nothing appeared out of the ordinary. Faith placing her phone in her coat while Tasha placed hers in purse." Tasha's eyes widen as she recognized the passenger. Faith scanned the area first before making a run for the wall. what's his name?" Eugene asked. She pulled out of the parking stall and began her journey towards 1111 Faust Street. Faith made a quick check in the full.' Then suddenly as she emerged someone bumped into her and she lost her grip on the phone. well if you put it in that case. "Don't worry about I wasn't exactly paying attention either. After securing her knives and boots she stood up and looked what other goodies Ian had left her. I didn't see you. He was in trouble. No doubt a key to get inside the mansion. Lastly Faith pulled out a set of car keys. and an envelope." they both said. Inside the envelope was a parking ticket. sure. "Oh my God. found herself standing behind one of the walls that secured the mansion. Tasha and Eugene followed behind. "Don't worry about it. her favorite throwing knife. 'Damn it something is definitely wrong. I'll be staying at his place while I get a few other things settled. Inside she found 3 screaming arrows. "Thank you." Eugene handed them back their phones. With Faith's exceptional driving skills." Tasha apologized. She pocketed those in a compartment in her leather jacket. Faith double-checked the duffle bag and when there was nothing else in it she shrugged on her coat. easily concealing the two weapons on her arms. There was no handle grip. She also pocketed the small 150. no answer. You two have a good morning. She purposefully tripped the trigger and instantly a curvy 2 inch blade sprung out. She picked up her bag and tossed the black duffle into the nearby trash bin. At the foot of the shoe a small incision could be seen between the thick rubber sole.complained while examining one of the shoes. You both had dropped them and I picked them up for you. which made the knife easier to throw. a cell phone. "So did you get a hold of your friend. I'll be taking a cab to his apartment. She tried again as she walked out of the ladies room but still no answer. 'No." She said sarcastically. Maybe I'll see you around. With moves that would make Jackie Chan proud Faith scaled the wall and was quickly over. Before leaving the ladies room she decided to call Ian. and unlocked the stall door. I just left a message on his machine. "Again I'm sorry. "I take it this wasn't exactly what you meant about running into each other. She placed her bag in the back and slammed the lid." Faith straighted up and smoothed out her clothes as she turned to look at the woman. Faith carefully sat on the toilet and began to switch boots. "Jake. Also inside was a small white card key. I was on my phone and you just came out of nowhere. directions to the car. Before getting in the car she pulled out the cell contemplating if she should try again. Jake McCarty.000-volt stun gun that was left in the bag. Yeah I did. and a much smoother sail through the air. and money to pay for the parking. Faith quickly found the shiny silver Jaguar Ian had left behind in the parking lot." Faith smiled and left." Tasha informed. "Oh. Ian always answers on the first ring. The sleek metal was Sshaped with the blade at on end. going at the speed that could have broken the sound barrier and most importantly without getting caught. 'If he didn't answer the first time then most likely Ian wasn't going to this time.' she thought. Before getting up she reached into the bag and pulled out a pair of sheathed black boot knives. . Speaking of phones where did I drop mine?" "Here you go ladies.

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Yes. She began to let her arm travel up over her chest along for the ride was her shirt. The pain from this hand was completely forgotten.. It was obvious Nottingham was becoming aroused. Leaving a long steak of blood on the window. His growing desire painfully contained in the confinement of his pants. Stroking a small area of the glass as if he was touching her body. If I find out you have disobeyed me the consequence shall be severe. He raised his left hand and with his index finger touched the cool windowpane. Inch by inch skin was exposed and as Sara's arm got higher so did the shirt.Don'. This time accompanied with whispers. He took his other glove off and curled both hands into fist. The mystery of what was under the shirt would soon be exposed. Until his nails began biting then cutting through the flesh of his palm. He brought his hands up arms crossed and clutched them to his chest. But her last cry wasn't out of passion but out of panic. He turned his back against the image of Sara on her back. The Witchblade's red stone radiated on Sara's wrist as she continued to toss and turn. Nottingham grinned perhaps he could understand his predecessor's physical weakness for the woman. Finally his aching release washed over him and he sank to his knees. Nottingham held his breath as he watched. though he still wanted her." three simple words that echoed into the night. crushing the bed sheet in her hands. and contact. and her heartbeat racing. and. until he could feel the sticky texture of blood flowing from the crescent wounds. Intrigued over the turn of events. Quickly he got to his feet and left Sara's fire escape. It was his yearning desire for pain that was egging him on. Sara's throaty whispers continued to fill the loft and Nottingham's ears. It was a never-ending mantra with more words added here and there. . Nottingham realized something was wrong and if he didn't want to be seen decided it was best to move from his position. His mouth hung open as he waited for the inevitable. But Sara turned her body over lying once again flat on her stomach. Perhaps he should add to his list of wants: pain." and at times it weren't words but whimpering sounds. Sara sat up in bed her breathing ragged. Somehow the opening part of the bracelet had caught onto the hem of her shirt.her right hand over her stomach. Perhaps this unyielding excitement wasn't about Sara now. Soon another part of his body was quickly reacting. In the distance he could hear Sara utter three different names in passion: Ewan. sheen of sweat coated her body.No. Nottingham squeezed even harder welcoming the pain but it didn't hinder his arousal. From the corner of . Irons' warning echoed in Nottingham's head. Squeezing his hands until the painful sensations he felt earlier had returned. The way her body moved and the sounds elicited from her throat made his body react. In fact an inexorable pressure was building. Unconsciously she began to move her right hand to join with the left that was under the pillow near her head. If he didn't regain his control now he was going to loose it. Nottingham stopped what he was doing and watched. Do not make any contact with the wielder. "Ian!" Sara yelled. ". She clutched the sheets to her body as soft moans elicited from her lips filled the quiet loft. Christian. ". He looked at Sara again and where the shirt enticingly stopped. blood. The blade retained its blazing glow as more moans escaped Sara's lips. His grin widen as Sara began to move along with the successions of his finger stroking the glass. He blocked out the sound of Sara's cries and moans. He could see where the shirt stopped as it lay crumpled against underneath her body. Sara raked a shaky hand through hair letting out a deep breath. Nottingham had to strain to hear what she was saying.

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"You know Dr. She knew the doctor was just another poor soul caught in an iron web. Now wasn't the time to dwell on Ian's sudden change in behavior. There were not too many that knew about the room and those that had known were most likely dead. . doctor. memories quickly running through her mind." She said in a singsong way. "He's being detained in a room somewhere in the mansion. Immo's curiosity got the better of him and he turned his head wanting to catch a glimpse of the person." Faith grinned. "But what I don't know Dr." Faith stared at the lone metal table in the middle of the room. "That was too close. Unless that is your cute way of saying that he's being held in the torture room. Faith shook her head to clear her questioning thoughts. Would you care to enlighten me?" Faith stood directly behind Immo her voice had calmly returned." he paused. the nightmares this very room produced. Is. "Where. "Ian is. And I'm sure you're well aware of my capabilities. Faith sounded disbelievingly. "I know more then you think! I know the horrors this mansions holds. Ian?" Immo sighed heavily and said. help you? I. Dr. "Hel. Immo I know quite a bit of this place. "Ian is being punished for his betrayal against Mr. She would have never hurt him too badly that is. She was rather ecstatic about Ian finally having the will to leave. She released one of the apparatus on her arm and the blade stuck out from her sleeve.. I'm just surprised that you would know about it." Faith lowered her head and stared at the man." Faith bent over and warningly whispered into Immo's ear. "Because you haven't outgrown you're usefulness yet." She added nonchalantly. "and the evil that lurks up above. now." Faith tugged on the back of his coat collar but the doctor didn't move. Immo you're going to help me. Immo curiosity killed the cat. She could have easily snapped his neck but grateful that it had not come to that. Immo is why Ian is in that room in the first place. If Irons finds out I helped Ian escape. Dr." Immo was visibly shaken by her words. She reiterated her question this time in a more impatient and frustrated voice. But what exactly brought on this newfound courage to go against his master? This was not the behavior of a man who earlier sounded so bereft over the phone." "Are you telling me that Ian was going leave Irons?" Immo nodded his head. Her hands were resting on top of his shoulders. Immo jumped slightly from the sound. Immo! You are starting to try my patience!" Faith spat out. "So you see Dr. Faith grinned in actuality she really did like the doctor. "Sure he'll probably slap you around but not kill you. "Let's not be vague.I apologize. "Get up Dr. "he'll kill me!" "Don't be ridiculous he won't kill you. There are not many who knows about the torture room." Faith's response was vehement. Then she looked up to the ceiling and continued to speak. "And I know about its occupants and the roles they play. Irons. Faith pulled the man up to his feet but he refused to move." Faith interjected." Immo paused then said. away from her. "Now.I can't help you. But Faith wasn't about to tell him that. It was a big mistake. "How do you know he won't kill me!" Immo exclaimed. Immo swallowed the lump in his throat then spoke. Realize it or not you play an important role. He was planning on leaving. You're actually lucky that I like you enough to not kill you at this moment. "I. Immo realized his mistake could have proven fatal. Immo." A chilling shiver ran down Immo's spine. Before he could completely turn around Faith grabbed beneath his chin and roughly jerked his face forward." Immo was shocked that this person knew about the room.patience was weighing thin when he didn't answer right away. Faith laid the blade against his neck. If that weren't the case you would have been dead years ago.

"I can assume you've had some medical experience?" He opened the bag and surveyed the contents. please Dr. "You know that Ian Nottingham is not the normal man. Lastly he moved to the freezer door and disappeared inside. The older man started to explain the concept of the poison and the antidote until Faith cut him off. "I am only getting out the extra medical bag I keep in this desk. Maybe she was right. "There's no label. In plain English tell me how long before Ian is healthy?" Faith held her breath. You've made sure to take the extra care when treating Ian and in whatever you do." "Yes. the man obviously at ease in his domain. "Hm. But why should he test those waters? He should just turn away and not help. Faith made no move and only unsheathed the blade. More importantly the genetic medical information which." "Then you must now that with all that genetic enhancements his healing time also enhanced. "It is the antidote to the poison Irons laced the cat-o-nine tails with. She rested her hands lightly on his shoulder once again. Immo had indeed been wondering what he could to help. Am I right Dr. Faith could sense the conflicting war raging on inside the doctor's head." Immo pointed at the bag. Opening medical cabinets. "Please. Faith immediately stood right behind him. And perhaps it was all just wishful thinking. Perhaps she'll just knock him out after giving the pass code and let him be." Immo contemplated what Faith had said. is that a gift for me Dr. Immo paused in his movements and held out a hand. Immo. "Does this mean you are going to help?" Immo nodded his head. You've always had a soft spot for Ian and deep down you care for him." From behind Faith could see the black bag inside the drawer. Spare me the medical terminology. Immo?" "Perhaps a gift for both you and Ian. Faith grinned then started explaining that she had done her share of mending wounds. He re-emerges from the freezer and closed the door." "Poison?" Faith stared dumbfounded at the back of Immo's head. "head of yours." Faith gently pleaded. Immo. this time giving him a reassuring squeeze and said. "I also know this Dr. He'd been contemplating over the very thought earlier that night. has taken years and lots of money to obtain. Without a word Immo bent down from the waist to open a drawer. She silently sighed and sheathed the blade. go on. stuffing the bag with bandages and other medical supplies. You consider Ian the son you've never had." Immo grabbed the bag lying it down on the desk.Kenneth Irons is not a stupid man he knows the vast medical information you hold in this." Faith paused giving Immo the time to let her words sink in. most likely. But he didn't know what to do. "Help me Dr." . "and maybe a little more. The same whip he used on Ian. He's not about to throw all that away by killing you. "And I'm sure you've wished there was something you could do to help Ian escape this life with Irons." Faith tapped against his temples." With permission Immo moved around the dimly lit room. He's undergone strenuous experiments to mold him into this lethal weapon. Immo?" Immo made no move and Faith almost lost hope that he wouldn't help. "Well here is your opportunity to help Ian and perhaps in the process regain some of that humanity you've lost while associated with Irons. Swiftly moving here and there without bumping into anything. perhaps he still had some stature left with Irons and that he wasn't at risk of losing his life. What is that?" Faith looked at the vial in his hand. While rummaging around the lab Immo made no attempt to sneak a glance to identify the person who held him captive. "Then you are going to need all of this. Giving him the capabilities to heal faster. Immo?" He didn't speak but just nodded his head.

He couldn't tell who it was. "In better terms yes. Immo left the medical bag and vial on the table signaling Faith to. Faith stiffened as a blast of trepidation ran up her spine. The floor was made up of concrete but everything from the walls to the ceilings was laced with stainless steel. strap him to the wooden post or better yet hang him by his wrist from the chains and beat the shit out of him. Along the walls were various weapons: whips." Faith waited for Immo to open the door. The distant sound grew louder and finally reality pounced on him. Immo grabbed he edge of the frame. For a brief moment Faith stood near the entrance of the door. On the right side of the room was one of those long silver tables just like the one in Immo's lab. Suddenly a double beeping pronounced the acceptance of Immo's pass code. and search for Irons. But it only helped to add to Faith's growing impatience. "Oh God. Soon he was surrounded in darkness. canes. He punched in the appropriate numbers on the keypad. each corner had leather straps used to secure a person's wrists and ankles. Flushed and nailed against the left sidewall was a large wooden post frame in the shape of an 'X'. Ian didn't know where to turn he had no sense of direction. "I think its best you see him then you'll have a better understanding." They walked out of the lab and they made their way to the torture room. An audible gasp followed by a breathless whisper. It would be so easy to turn around. His wounds are serious and he's weak from the trauma inflicted upon him. Her hands were clenched on her sides just from the very thought. Another apprehensive inch revealed more to the room. Soon the fog began to lift and realization settled in. "follow me. No matter how hard he tried to hold on he wasn't strong enough to stay within the warmth and lightness of their love. his head lowered." Immo smirked at the comparison. The image of Sara was just that an image."You mean like Wolverine from the X-men and his mutant healing factor. even the worst scraps and bruises tends to heal within a day and a half." He stopped midsentence.. These weren't dreams concocted from the thoughts of a lonely man. The corresponding beeping sounds echoed loudly in the empty hall. Ian" escaped Faith's lips. "Doctor please get to the point. A distant sound echoed off somewhere in the bleak void. he was lost. It felt so real. Importantly the love that reflected in those emerald eyes. The way her hands caressed him." Immo's voice took on a little excitement discussing over Ian's medical history. He was still stuck in the darkness and he needed light to see his way. He's. The love was real it had to be. She knew from memory the layout of the torture room. To drag him down by the collar. But somehow the dream was different." "Simply put in his current condition it will take more then just a day and a half. Every ounce of will power and discipline kept her rooted on the spot. Because of this Ian has never been sick. And in the middle of the room hanging loosely from the ceilings were two lengthy chains with leather cuffs at the end. Everything about it was different. With blood and . The feverish images of Sara naked in his arms were fading away. and floggers. words of love he longed to hear escaping her lips. how she kissed him back. She began to rub the side of her temples and closed her eyes. Immo was already inside the room standing near the metal table. Thoughts of what had happened flashed quickly in his mind. run down the hall. Through the silts of his half lidded eyes Ian could fairly make out the lithe silhouette form standing in front of him. He had been dreaming about her again. slowly pulling back on the metal door. The rattling sound of the chain pulled Faith out of her frenzied trance and a weak moan had escaped Ian's lips. A faint pressuring hiss released the door.

He called. Yet deep down Ian wanted to believe she came for him. The moment had past and Faith's eyes grew cold and hard. He'll hold out for a while. "I already knew who you were even before we left the lab. "Now you understand. his eyes stared off trying to find the words." Immo interjected amusingly. Ian tried to move his arms but the rattling sound of chains reminded him he was trapped. Ian could feel heat emitting from the figure. But the humming and the insistent pounding in his head were making it difficult to hear. Ian tried again but it came out in a mere whisper. Highlighting his form like some prize on display. my feelings cloud my judgment hence lowering my guard. He hung loosely from them. "This was no punishment. Even in this closer range he could not make out who stood before him. the cuffs biting into his flesh. whom I know that understands what goes on behind closed doors. Finally the presence or presences he realized began to talk. Faith disappointedly grinned not able to accept and believe she let her guard down. "Sara?" his voice was hoarse. were wrapped around his wrist. "I just knew it was you. Faith stepped over the threshold and walked over to Ian. Yeah they shared a past but it wasn't a strong one like how she had it with Ian. Leather shackles. I helped usher you into this world remember?" Immo and Faith shared a small smile. Besides it was only a matter of time before Irons found out she was back. Faith knew Immo was afraid of Irons and when given the opportunity to chose between life and death the good doctor would chose life. She had been so taken aback by what she seen and was so concerned for Ian she had forgotten about Immo. "There are not many. which were attached to chains that hung from the ceiling. Irons . Not to the Witchblade but to her. to the wielder. The way you spoke of this place with such conviction. He tried to catch a scent but all he could detect was the strong metallic odor of blood and the foul stench of sweat. Besides we share a past. Immo raised his head." Faith unhappily expressed. How he'd defied against the only man who he considered a father." Immo paused then added. Mass of chocolate locks hid his face. The lights around the room were lowered to a dim. Hoping that the blade had overwhelmed her with a vision of him. But for the time being she wasn't worried that he was going to rush to Irons the moment he had the chance. Then there is the protective way you talked about Ian. The apparition had glided towards him from across the room. The pain that hadn't existed in his dream throbbed and overwhelmed his entire body now. "What did he say?" Faith asked while straining to hear. Immo nodded his head then moved from the table and gently grabbed her chin between his fingers. The odd angle of light had cast a shadow around his naked body. How he explained to Irons that his allegiance belonged solely to her. I simply put the two together and got my answer. passion and with such hatred. He felt like his arms were about to he ripped from the sockets. his toes barely touching the cold concrete floor. "Faith?" She turned her head to look at the doctor. But a lone soft beam of light coming from the ceiling shone brightly down around Ian." "I let my emotions. When he found them he held her gaze and spoke.sweat blurring his vision the apparition could be anyone or anything. Showing her the twisted turn of events. "Tell me how did I give myself away doctor Immo?" Faith asked curiously. It didn't matter now all that mattered was Ian. a few really. To a man he had remained loyal to up until the blade had chosen a new wielder. Faith becomes conscious of her error. his of course. Faith didn't need light to see bruises and cuts that had been inflicted upon him.

Immo is going to stay with you. and the vile of antidote. Immo. He became exhausted after a while." Ian tried to lift his head up but couldn't. She grabbed them. She flinched at the large gash above his right eyebrow. You stay here with Ian. "I can SEE that Dr.was going to kill Ian wasn't he doctor?" Immo sighed and nodded his head. As she scanned the rest of Ian's bloody back Faith could see that there were about four or five deep lacerations that needed stitching." Faith tossed the medical bag at Immo while she took Ian's clothes and shoes. Ian is alive barely because the bastard got tired." Faith started to scan the room. Faith cupped his chin and lifted his head until she could see his eyes. alright?" Ian's eyes fluttered." Ian jerked at the chains the metal rattling echoed in the room. "Ian can you hear me?" He leaned into her hand." Immo interjected stating the obvious while working on filling syringes with medication. "Faith?" his voice was still no louder then a whisper but it wasn't at weary as before. I'll be right back. Ian's back was a red canvas full with lines upon lines of marred flesh. Faith. "Ian?" She gently cupped his cheek with her right hand. "No I'll go. Ian nodded his slightly and said. the medical bag. She looked at Immo and asked." Faith nodded at Immo and ran down the hall to the lab. Do you want me to grab them?" Faith eyes shifted from Ian to Immo. She dropped the pants to the floor and went around to glance at the damage done to Ian's back. Dr. "Where are his clothes?" "They're in the lab. "Here doctor take this. "Son of a bitch!" Faith's mouth hung open while she stared shockingly. "Be careful of his back. "He's going to need some stitching. With her other hand Faith pushed aside strands of hair that were stuck against his sweated forehead and placed the loose locks behind his ear. The bleeding had stopped but there was blood everywhere. "Faith?" he whispered confusingly no doubt still under a delirium of agonizing pain. "Ian I'm going to get you out of here. It will be easier for me to dress you like this. "Why did he stop?" Immo shook his head and averted his eyes." Faith narrowed her eyes at the thought. tainting his beard red. Faith's jaw clenched and through gritted teeth asked. "We don't have . "Exhaustion. Faith took the pants and was about to dress Ian when Immo spoke of his shoulder. "I can't let you down now. Some of the slices weren't as severe and she knew they would heal quickly. 'That could prove useful." Faith narrowed her eyes in confusion. Faith pushed the chair through the entrance and wheeled it to the side for later. "Only if you help me. "Hey that's what I'm here for." "Don't go!" Ian's voice was full of concern and worry. "Do you want me to tend to those wounds now?" Immo asked while he dug into the bag searching for the appropriate instruments." Faith answered back sarcastically.' She dumped the contents in her arms onto the seat and wheeled the chair back to the room. Just as she was about to head out the door she spotted a wheelchair in a far corner. "Sara?" Faith grinned when she heard his voice calling out albeit calling out the wrong name. She stepped closer to him and called out his name. She moved back to and gathered Ian's pants off the floor. She burst into the lab and quickly found his clothes and shoes neatly piled on a table. "No it's me. The undertone of recognition was reassuring. then carefully putting them on." Faith smiled. "No" Faith replied then adding. Blood had flowed from his nose and mouth. Setting the clothes on the floor.' Faith averted her attention back to Ian. 'Now there's one thing I can be grateful for. "Are you going to be able to walk?" Faith wondered. "Ian I'll be right back." "No! Let me down now.

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Immo lowered his head. doc!" Immo winced from Faith's callous demand. Faith's head snapped up as she looked at Immo with disbelief. clone. She looked at him then into his eyes. I had discovered a breakthrough in medical history."Faith" Ian pleaded." "Science my ass! Its just another way of manipulating life. She learned how to decipher his moods just by looking into those soulful eyes of his. "The what?" "Didn't it strike you odd that Kenneth was so eager to kill Ian?" Faith laid a hand on Ian's shoulder reassuring herself that he was still there and indeed alive. It wasn't until last night Ian had discovered the clone. Her eyes narrowed on Dr." Ian had grabbed the hand that was resting on the armrest of the chair and gave it a hopeful squeeze." "Just how crazy are you?" Faith stared disgustingly at the doctor. Immo. "In all aspects the clone far exceeds Ian's . Faith could hear the concern in his voice and to her surprise a little fear as well. And she knew the look of determination when she sees one. The hand that was on Ian's shoulder had moved to the handle bar of the wheel chair." "You said this clone was supposed perfect." she exclaimed. "Answer the fucking question. A clone that would be highly improved by taking in all of the original's attributes. "Faith!" Ian's stern voice surprised both Faith and Immo. "When I informed Kenneth he immediately wanted me to make a clone of Ian. step-by-step Faith made her way closer to Immo. He involuntarily took a step back and swallowed the lump in his throat. She didn't want to hurt him when she started to squeeze her hand. "Tell me Dr. Those eyes should be considered illegal weapons. again asking. Faith. "The what?" Like some predator ready to pounce onto its prey. 'Not that anything but that. She could feel that it was already turning white. The years and years of knowing Ian had been helpful. Or Ian wouldn't think that Det. His eyes soften and his brows lifted. "Obviously you fucked up somewhere Dr.' She quickly shut her eyes but it was too late. me. 'Damn it! I hate it when he does that lost puppy look. He was left utterly speechless by her question. now this?" "Its all in the name of science. Those dark orbs were no longer lost with confusion but focused. interjected. Ian. Pezzini was in danger with this thing watching over her. I found a way to produce a human clone. "Why didn't I know about ?" "Besides Kenneth and myself no one knew not even Ian. skills. "No Ian!" She said more firmly." Immo. 'Oh God no. she'd been caught. original. Immo." Immo took on that excitement tone again. She continued to listen to Immo. who had been listening the whole time. even before you left.' she thought. 'Produce. "The what?" "Years ago. She stood up slowly from her kneeling position and said softly.' She swore to herself. Immo exactly just how much of your original soul is left?" Faith wondered. Ian's next move was deemed unfair. "He must be concerned because of the clone. In better terms a perfect species. "First the Black Dragons. right?" Immo nodded. and traits but to filter out the flaws from the first version. better species' she was becoming quite sick listening to Immo. Would take on all of Ian's characteristics and skills minus Ian's flaws of course. Why is that?" Immo's shoulders slumped while he spoke. He then pleaded and said "Please Faith she's in danger.

If he couldn't be there for Sara then he could at least place her safety into the hands of someone he trusted with his own life.physical ability. Unlike Ian he can't be incapacitated with strobe lights. "Is there anything else you want to tell me. Immo. On one condition. highly aggressive. You know I would never put you in any danger. Dr. I've expressed my concerns on a number of occasions." "What? A doctor who made a medical break through and a cultured billionaire couldn't think of an original name?" Faith snickered. its good to know. lifting Immo up until he too hung from his wrist much how Ian had been. Faith guided the doctor over too the loose chains and said." Ian thought for a moment. "So doctor." Immo hesitated." With that said she knocked Immo out with a punch to the face. She closed the door behind her. Ian accepted Faith's offer. "I will go and watch your Lady Sara. Immo's eyes widen with shock. "Time to go. Faith the moved over to kneel in front of Ian." Faith grinned at the fear on Immo's face. "Ah." Ian was about to speak until Faith laid a finger to his lips and silenced any further protest. "He's a good friend and I trust him. But I do have a plan. Immo held up his wrists so Faith could inspect the cuffs. "Put them on Dr. "you're telling me that you and that delusional Irons set a virtually out of control." "To Sara?" He questioned." She said before reaching out and grabbing Immo by the throat. this new wielder of the Witchblade. Will you listen?" Ian reluctantly nodded his head." This time with out hesitation he strapped the leather cuffs on." "Did you warn Irons about this?" "Yes." Faith began to advance towards Immo backing him against the wall. Immo. This clone is highly aggressive and has little control. But Kenneth is adamant that he's capable of controlling this one. She opened the door and they entered the darkened hallway. Satisfied she let him go. Just hope that you're creation doesn't come back to haunt you or kill you. "What's his name?" "Nottingham.' she thought but said "we both know you won't be much help to her in your condition. They continued straight down until they arrived at the end. "No!" "Faith" Ian pleaded. Immo swallowed and rubbed his neck. Immediately Faith ran her fingers along the left side of the frame. Hence he's very dangerous. She took a deep breath and sighed. I see. She moved over to the instrumental panel and pressed a button. Ian Nottingham. since I can't leave alone like this you will be staying with a friend of mine. "Alright then let's get hell out of here. Faith turned the corner and down the path she had used earlier. a little hopeful in his tone. "Good-bye Dr. I'm afraid he'll snap sooner or later. 'I hope this Sara." Immo implored. Psychologically I don't know what he is." "Thank you. appreciates you. Immo?" The doctor thought for a moment then added. Now either you accept or you don't." Faith grabbed the medical bag and wheeled Ian out of the room. Imagining the look on Irons' face when he finds his doctor chained up instead of Ian. psychopatic assassin who's physical abilities far exceeds Ian's loose in New York?" Immo nodded his response. "Yes there is one other thing about the clone you should know. Faith painfully squeezed his neck and repeated. Feeling for the slit where she would use the card key to . The only light soon gone as the door closed. Ian. The chains began to rattle again as the machine picked up the slack. "Put them on.

Faith scanned the area before pushing Ian out. Faith told Ian of her plans and they made their way to the wall undetected. She glanced at her watch again. 4:15 A. with the help from Faith and the wall. Those years apart Ian had missed Faith immensely and he was elated now that she has returned home again. Ian moved along the grounds rather quickly. She then took the second one and aimed for the other camera. "Okay I'm going to move the car closer to the gate.M. Apparently the shot Immo had given was indeed the antidote to whatever poison Irons had used. The tricky part was how to lurk them out without rising suspicion to the security in the main office in the mansion. At last they made it and just twenty-five feet away was freedom. "Alright I was able to park just a few feet from the gate. Faith let the scenario run through her mind. Faith was right there was no way he would have been any help for Sara. Unfortunately with Ian's wounds there was no way he would be scaling walls. She quickly moved to the small office. The rest of the way Ian would have to walk. She surveyed the area. At least for now that is. Ian pressed his hand against the wall to help support his right side while Faith helped with his left. "Ian you rest here for a bit I'll be back. Once in a while they would stop so Ian could catch his breath and rest. Apparently a knock on the door wasn't going to help. She looked around again and realized the wheel chair would take them only so far. With precision aim she threw the first knife and it shattered the glass shield and wedged itself right into the camera. At the top of the gate were two white-boxed surveillance cameras.open the door. About fifteen feet up from the gate near the graveled road was a small security office with only two windows and a door on the side. She looked up into the night sky. She stepped back and made a run for the wall and like the first time she was easily over the stone hurdle. Faith had a plan. She knew there were only two security guards posted inside. Taking out two of her throwing knives she waited till the camera farthest from here pointed in her direction. "Miss me?" "Always" Ian grinned. using the armrest for support. She wove her right arm under his coat and around his waist. The one closest to her was positioned to look out onto the street and the farthest one was positioned to look into the grounds. It wasn't enough time for them to make it to the car. She guided his left arm over her shoulder and held on to his arm. But that didn't mean the trip didn't exert what little energy he had left. It only meant that they would have to leave through the front gate. Ready for that stroll?" Ian nodded his head and was already pushing himself up from the chair. Her arms were now free to help Ian. From the side the blade pierced right threw the box and from the little sparks she knew the camera was . Mindful of his back she grabbed onto his belt. She knew in a few hours the darkness would lighten and the sun would be rising. Fortunately by then they would be far away from this place. Now all we have to do is get out. Quickly finding it she inserted the key and the door slid open." She gently leaned him against the wall and made her way down. But he was still weak and the pain was unbearable. Ian was pulled out of his train of thoughts when he could hear footsteps coming from the other side of the wall and in not time Faith was back standing behind him. Despite the wounds inflicted by Irons Ian was feeling a bit better." Faith said coolly. Knowing Ian he probably ordered them never to leave their post unless authorized from the main security staff in the mansion. She realized that they would have about five to ten minutes before security started swarming the area. I'll be back. Surprisingly. Luckily she had already taken the medical bag with her when she moved the car.

catching the second security off guard and right in the nose. Then she pressed the button that opened the gate. I think you better call up ahead and tell someone to come down. He headed towards the gate. took the clips and ejected any bullets that were left in the chamber. I could hear the commotion from back there. Besides I never said this was going to be a stealthy rescue. Its been a while okay. The second guard knocked on the door while saying. She quickly walked around the door and was inside. Before Faith could answer Ian the ringing from the on the other end stopped and someone had picked up. Faith fished for the cell phone in the glove compartment and dialed the familiar number. The door was pushed opened and the second guard walked out with a flashlight." Faith turned the knob then kicked the door forward. Now all she had to do was wait. She took their guns." Faith moved to stand behind the door. So were you busy?" "Yeah I was actually sleeping." Faith looked over at Ian. "So who is this friend of yours?" Ian asked weakly from the passenger seat." "What? I'm up!" Guard two abruptly jerked from his sleep. He stumbled back." "Please you're an insomniac you never sleep." Faith could hear the light chuckle on the . Faith held on to the doorknob while she pulled out the stun gun from her pocket." Faith had managed to get Ian in the car before the grounds started swarming with guards. Luckily the guard's back was facing her and before the guard was aware of her presence she had rendered him unconscious from the stun gun. She pocketed the ammo and tossed the empty guns in the trash bin by the door." "Why me?" "Do you want me to tell Nottingham you were sleeping again?" The second guard had mumbled something but Faith couldn't quite understand. "What the fuck?" "Sorry about that. Go check it out. his face up in the air clutching his bloody nose in his hands. Faith quickly ran out and grabbed Ian who had managed to walk up along the wall near the gate. She heard the ringing sound of the phone and could briefly hear the conversation going on inside. They were already speeding down the street and disappeared into the night before anyone could see the car. The guard howled in pain and with the heavy flashlight hit him behind the head knocking him out. This better be good?" "Now Gabriel is that a way to treat you favorite and number one customer?" "Faith?" "That's right the one and only. She dragged the guard back inside the office and placed him next to his partner." Faith said just before she delivered a well-placed kick to the side of his knee. Something must be wrong with the feed.destroyed. "Hurry you're ass up sleeping beauty. She closed the door and waited for the second guard to return. "Okay we'll check it out. "Talismanic. "You're getting rusty. Faith picked up one of the long metal maglight flashlights. "Both gate cameras ain't working. "had a little family business." "Don't give me that look Ian. "I couldn't really tell what it was but something silver is sticking out from both cameras. "Yeah?" Guard one answered." "Sweet! Where are you?" "I just got in town.

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Stopping to stand in front of her fire escape window. "We are the same. The woman had her face. She shook her head and began to rub her temples. Sara shut her eyes. "You're Cathain aren't you?" The woman acknowledged Sara's answer by nodding her head. Wielders of the past. "Please can we skip the riddles and have a normal. She shook her head and waved it aside as dirt. "Its been called many different things through many different times. "Hello?" Sara called out testing out her voice. Sara moved about her empty apartment. The sleeve of the robe shifted and it barely covered the familiar filigree that adorned her right wrist. Sara's eyes began to roam over the woman. to seek answers to your . The dream may be gone but those intimate feelings that were produced from it still wracked her body. Sara turned to face the source and watched as the figure walked from the shadow. straight conversation?" she pleaded. Everything around was shrouded in black with her stuck in the middle. Sara's eyes widen as she stared back into familiar emerald eyes. The woman smirked. You were brought here. After cursing at the blade.M. trying in vain to hold on to that last image of her dream but it slipped back into the dark recesses of her mind. She stood there for more then a half an hour pondering over the already fading dream. Cathain?" Sara empathized by spreading out her arms. "Who are you?" The woman smiled and clasped her hands in front. "the Witch's glove. She closed her eyes and the moment her head hit the pillow the blade glowed brightly on her wrist. Sara inadvertently touched her own wrist making sure the blade was still there and it was.Chapter: 33 ~*~ It hadn't taken Sara long to fall back asleep after her abrupt wake up a call earlier that evening. a groan escaping her lips. She only had two hours of sleep before she really had to be up and get ready for work. Sara. She was covered in a long dark green velvet robe. "You are locked in memories" "Whose memories?" "Ours. Sara blinked back at the vague and rather cryptic answer. wondering what its motives were. "Where are we? What am I doing her? Why am I here. "Nothing is every clear and 'straight' when it comes to the Llan An Cailleach. Back into the darkened void of forgotten memories." Sara raised her eyes to stare at the woman. quickly pulling her back into the dream." "The what?" Sara's brain was so fried she couldn't remember where she had heard that familiar name. Sara." Sara looked down at the bracelet. No other light was evident besides the scarlet radiance of the blade. With a heavy sigh she opened her eyes and headed back to bed. 3:30 A. She was rather hopeful that the blade wasn't going to give her another dream. it grew as it moved closer to her. "Any one here?" "Hello Sara" a voiced called out to her.. Her eyes narrowed and it finally hit her. Again she called out. Auburn locks freely extend down her back. She narrowed her eyes at the dark smudge on the windowpane. Sara lifted up the blanket and slipped underneath. She glanced at her clock." The woman said. You call it the Witchblade.

A tall throne like wooden chair was placed in front. She slowly walked up to Sara. Sara narrowed her eyes to see what was lying on the seat it was a helmet. His nose was slightly crooked no doubt broken from a fight or two." "What are you talking about? What relationship?" Sara was becoming annoyed. Sara lifted her head higher noticing clothes and more armor were scattered everywhere covering a large gray pelted rug. She let her eyes travel back up over the well-formed abs and flat stomach. hear. She was suddenly interrupted when something shifted beneath her. She looked up surprised to see the familiar face. But the one thing that remained constant between this man and the Ian she knew were those same russet eyes. Those chocolate orbs reflected such deep admiration. But you must first take my hand. unbridled passion. As she continued she realized that her right arm was slung over his lightly furred chest. She felt the soft sparse of hair under her hand where it rested. You can not change what's already been done. The rest of his lower body was regrettably covered. She caught site of the familiar faint line of hair disappearing underneath the blanket. Open your heart and listen. The strong. But could it be possible the reasons behind his actions were to . your words are not your own.questions. Were such feeling ever reflected in Ian's eyes as well? Then again how could she know? Ian had rarely. "Soon all will be revealed. Sara couldn't tear away from his gaze even if she had wanted to. her hand grasping the blade on Sara's wrist. She continued to let her eyes travel along the chair. At the foot of the chair were pieces of armor. She looked closer. steady beating of his heart could be felt beneath her palm. Cathain evaded Sara's questions. She stared into Cathain's eyes. You are here to witness and understand the choices we make aren't always based on what is best. Remember Sara these are memories of the past. But not just any body a very well built naked man. His black beard was shaggy and not as well kempt as Ian's. Take in what you'll learn. To Sara's surprise she found herself half sprawled on top of a body. The front of the helmet was designed into a face. But your actions. Sara's slow ascended assessment was abruptly interrupted by the sound of a sleepy voice. and most importantly love. "You will simply relive the past through our eyes. and feel all that goes around you." Reluctantly Sara raised her own arm but didn't place her hand into Cathain's outstretched one. to learn and better understand a relationship you have yet to discover but so unwillingly and readily deny. Cathain's arm lurched forward. The weary lines around his face made him appear older. 'Perhaps from surviving countless of battles. No it wasn't the Ian she knew." Cathain calmly spoke. her Witchblade clad arm extended out in front of her. 'Where have I heard that before?' Sara thought sarcastically. His dark curly locks were longer and there were no hints of those wisps of blonde steaks. A large broadsword was leaning against the armrest of the chair. A rather unique looking one at that. Sara." Within a blink of any eye Sara was once again transported into another room. The two blades began to glow brightly. Sara had done the same in return. Driving away the bitter chill of night Sara could see a roaring fire blazing in a large stone hearth. His head bowed down and eyes always averted. even on occasion.' she thought remembering the large broadsword near the chair. held much eye contact with her. "Take my hand. You will see. 'Ian?' Sara thought. Would this happen to her if the man was her Ian? Would she be as enthralled and captivated like she is at this moment? Even now as she looked into the man's eyes she had to wonder. It was Cathain's. She lifted her head scanning the area around her. Making the once dark room grow an eerie red. Sara could feel herself being pulled into something. Her eyes began to roam over the hulk of masculine form.

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His shoulders slumped and he swallowed the lump in his throat. "If this was a dream and if I had the chance I would sleep forever just to be in your arms. 'She cares but not enough to love me. How a chance meeting with an old man and a destiny he wasn't aware off had changed his life. She still hadn't opened her eyes. And for once she didn't care.I love you Cathain. "Rest now my lady. He smiled when she kissed his fingers as they passed her mouth. pulling her closer until there was nothing left between them. Ewan had no recollection of his parents. Ewan." Nothing else was said. Ewan pulled his head back slightly. an orphan at the tender age of eleven. Ewan laid his forehead against hers.but grin at the thought. Sara was taken aback by the love that shone in those eyes. mouths meeting in a soft touch. wanting to gain entrance into the warmth of his mouth. She may have been the one to instigate the kiss but he was slowly taking control. Ewan took the moment to study her. He let out the breath he was holding in a defeated sigh. if he had any brothers or sisters. He forced a small smile and said. Cathain's heart swell up inside. For years he had longed to be more then just a protector and friend. Was she asleep? No. It's getting late. She couldn't believe such reactions could be created by those three spoken words. down the slope of her petite nose. He laid there recalling how his search leaded him here to Connemera.I know. No words of returned love. no. panting. Nothing. her hand over his heart. To the Warrior Goddess. to tell Ewan she loved him as well. turned his face and kissed her palm. Sara waited for Cathain to answer back. But Sara was surprised what was said next. The only possession of his past were the clothes on his back and a ring that had been too big for him . Finally opening her eyes she stared deeply into those soulful hazel eyes of his. Without saying a word she buried her hand into his hair and pulled him down into a kiss. I care for you as well. It was chaste kiss at first. This was the moment he had been waiting for. Ewan reached up to grab her hand that was resting on his cheek. He grew up alone. All she cared about was the wonderful sensations he was producing. Ewan tighten his arm around her waist. Until she used the tip of her tongue to part his lips." Ewan pulled Cathain with him as he shifted onto his back. He blinked several times and Sara was able to catch the familiar pain in his eyes.' Ewan thought. The hand that was buried in his hair traveled down to nestle against his bearded cheek. Her eyes were still closed. Ewan cupped her chin and gently lifted her face. "I. He took in a deep breath then let out the words he longed to tell her since the first time he had laid eyes on her. He lifted his hand away from her waist to brush aside the hair from her face. She could feel her heart. Cathain. fingers gently roaming over her face. or any family that would take him. He had wanted to be her lover. She sighed as he drew her into his mouth. and over those soft lips. The arch of her eyebrow. placing it behind her ear. He stared in awe of her beauty and the fact that he was here with her. When she held his gaze again Ewan continued to speak. He opened his eyes to look at Cathain but hers were still close. For a moment he was worried that Cathain didn't hear him. She rested her head in the crook of his neck. "I. It began to beat so fast she was afraid it was going to just suddenly stop. Their chest heaved up and down as they both gathered for air. The kiss ended as they drew apart. Neither one slept instead both were wallowing in their own thoughts. She was meet with the tip of his tongue." Ewan held his breath. because he felt rather then hear her gasp at his confession.." The sincerity in his words and the love in his eyes took her breath away.

behind the helm of her helmet. nearly half dead. . I meant no disrespect. found him unconscious. no one wanted him. softening his weathered appearance. The old man took him in and nursed him back to health. "Now tell me. On her right wrist was a piece of jewelry with a red stone in the middle. It's always the same. the ring on his palm. Ewan patted his chest and looked down. "I don't know who gave it to me for I have no family." Ewan sighed and began to explain his dream. "I made no accusations. his eyes held a far away look as he tried to recall the first time he had the dreams." Lazar didn't speak right away. hanging from a long piece of tattered old twine that was tied around his neck. I am just curious. About the woman and the bracelet that turned into a weapon. "I will give back your ring. securing in his fist. "What did you see. The warrior woman with green eyes and the weapon she wields with the red stone in the middle. Starved and cold from sleeping outside in the chilling nights. securing it in his fist." Ewan blinked and shook his head as if coming out of a trance. The older man had closed his fingers around the jewelry. But first tell me what did you see?" Ewan eyed the old man. He nodded and in response. It's the only possession I have to a past I can't remember. Ewan?" Ewan placed the necklace around his neck. as always. panting and drenched in sweat. He stands in the shadows. They just came to me. "Where did you get the ring?" "I didn't steal it if that's what you were thinking. trying to survive. boy?" Ewan turned his head and found the old man sitting in a chair staring at a ring. "I really don't remember when the dreams started. always near by. He looked up to stare at Lazar. "Give it here! Its mine!" He yelled from the bed. He had another one of those odd dreams again. His twined necklace along with his ring was gone. How long have you been having these dreams. Lazar listened and took in everything Ewan had said. The old man held out his hand." Lazar's smile grew wider. That was until an old man with stringy blonde hair and eyes. If he weren't so weak he would have jumped from the bed and grabbed it. No one loved him. The dreams about the wielder and the blade. He tilted his head. "My name is Ewan not boy!" A small smile formed on the old man's lips. Not sure if he could trust him. Then there are times when I see another warrior. scrutinizing Ewan with his narrowed gaze." Ewan lowered his head. Ewan. and no one cared. During the second night Ewan awoke. "My apologizes young Ewan. that were able to pierce into ones soul. No family to take care or love him. walked over to the Ewan and sat on the edge of the bed. "How long have you had these dreams. Ewan reached out to snatch the ring from the old man's hand but he wasn't fast enough.to wear. The ring he carried around his neck. "Don't worry I give you my word you will get your ring back after you tell me. Once again forced to remember that he was alone in this world. I've always had it and I've never been apart from it. This time it was about a woman clad in armor. always watching the woman warrior. boy?" The old man continued to sit on the edge of the bed. Ewan bounced from place to place. still clutching the ring in his hand. My name is Lazar. True to his words the old man gave Ewan his ring. a knight in armor. The stone glowed brightly and suddenly the innocent bracelet turned into sword. Lazar could hear soft clicking sounds as the pieces of a puzzle began to fit together in his head. Her face was hidden. The old man got up from his chair." Ewan squeezed his hand around the ring.

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"What about this ?" Lazar stopped what he was doing and turned to Ewan. Explaining to him that only a chosen woman may wear and wield the omnipotent weapon. Ewan. standing in the doorway. Ewan. Yes?" Lazar smiled." Lazar's eyes narrowed. Teaching him how to read. But most importantly to be aware of those who seek to control what cannot be controlled. away from the crowds. The boy had grown up alone with no one to care for him and in return he had no one to care for. "Kael is a good man. To protect the wielder from her enemies. "Because young Ewan this is one lesson I am powerless to teach you. a fine warrior. You will be her eyes. Lazar?" Ewan questioned curiously. He will test your strengths not just physically but mentally and emotionally. Something was bothering Ewan and if Lazar didn't push for an explanation the boy would only keep it inside. "Kael is a passionate man." Ewan nodded his head. and the bare essentials that would help him survive life. Books and Lazar's teaching about the blade could only take Ewan so far. There will be times where the wielder will be blinded to what is around her. write. The boy had an insatiable thirst for knowledge. Ewan but never give in. Lazar walked up to Ewan and laid a hand on his shoulder. "Then believe in your destiny and in what you were chosen to do. Ewan smiled in return and nodded his head. Then there were the teachings about the blade. Even as they ventured out into the nearby village Ewan had kept to himself. How the blade came to be in this existence. "No!" Lazar gave Ewan's shoulder a reassuring squeeze. He will teach you all that he knows. Lazar had also explained to Ewan only the true wielder will learn the blade's secrets. Surprisingly Ewan was an apt pupil and it didn't take him long to learn. You are a lot stronger then you think." Lazar gave Ewan a lopsided smile and turned to pack up for their long journey.knowing nod Lazar began to make breakfast. Over the next few days they had discussed what was to come next. It was time for a different type of schooling for Ewan to partake. You will see. Ewan . You must prevent this. Is this what you want?" Ewan's head snapped up and said. Everything was new to him. "Why can't you teach me. For months Lazar had been Ewan's teacher. Up until recently Lazar was the only family he had. the wielder knight and how he will help the wielder bear the weight of her responsibilities. Ewan. Without it you will fail the wielder and yourself. We have a long journey ahead. He will push you. Now that is something I would like to see. Ewan was a quiet boy and had hardly socialized with anyone but the old man. sensing Ewan's growing apprehension. You survive his tests then you will gain his respect in thus his friendship. accepting what Lazar had told him. In time I would not be surprise if you yourself far exceeded Kael's abilities. "What's wrong Ewan?" "What if I fail. Explained his role as the protector. Guiding her with the knowledge he had gained from Lazar. Lazar? What if I am not worthy enough to serve the wielder? What if this new teacher won't like me?" Lazar should have realized Ewan's uneasiness. "These pretenders will do what must be done to gain control over the blade and it's wielder. pretenders as Lazar called them." They had finished packing by nightfall and by morning were already on their way. "Good! Now let us finish packing. In the distance Ewan was able to see a burly man with long flaming red hair and a beard to match. Lazar shook his head and smirked at the idea of teaching Ewan how to become a warrior. After a month of traveling their journey finally came to an end. "You must have faith in yourself." Lazar's smile widen and a light chuckle escaped his lips. His large muscular frame completely blocked the entrance to his home.

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't want you to go Lazar. Over time he had grown attached to Lazar and it was getting hard to accept he was leaving. Soon when the wielder is chosen she will need him too. Lazar?" Ewan looked up." Lazar sat on the edge of the bed and waited. People will come into our lives. The ring slipped from under his shirt. In the distance Lazar flashed his own lopsided smile. He hoisted the bag over his shoulder and walked back to Ewan. Ewan was not the only one that needed Lazar. They walked up to the dirt road and parted ways. Lazar?" Ewan smiled up at the old man. "Is she in your dreams?" "No" "Then for now push this feeling aside." Lazar beamed with pride." Lazar placed a finger over Ewan's chest. He quickly ran up the hill. For if she does have an important role then you will be prepared. "I. at any age. There were not many who. "Remember Ewan you must have faith. You knew this day would come when I had to leave. The older man chuckled as he got up from the bed and walked over to the cot. "I thought you were my guide. On top was Lazar's bag." Ewan paused to take a deep breath and exhaled. were willing to make such sacrifices. young Ewan. Ewan got up from bed and followed Lazar out. Ewan understood and he could not be selfish by keeping Lazar here with him. "Good-bye Lazar. "You are never abandoned. He bent over and leaned heavily on his knees as he tried to catch his breath." Ewan sat still on his bed as Lazar's words sank in. He too had grown attached to the young protector." It had been the first time that Lazar's words were not reassuring or comforting. "but I know you must." Lazar gave Ewan's shoulder a reassuring squeeze. We can never truly know the roles they play in our lives but they are there. as his smile faded. Never doubt yourself. pushing his little legs as fast as he could." Lazar's voice rang in Ewan's mind. Lazar's own eyes began to water. filled and already packed. some with good intentions and some with not. And all in the name of destiny. halting any protest." Ewan's eyes widen in disbelief. Lazar will watch over her until Ewan is ready to take his place by her side as her protector. hopeful that the old man held the answers. You cannot dwell on things that have yet to come. "I'll be near. "Good. 'He's abandoning me when I need him most?' Ewan thought."Kael and Fiona are not here. Ewan looked up and grinned. Ewan. He had to let go. . But before leaving Lazar turned to Ewan and said. Lazar turned around and left Ewan standing there alone. and eyes already brimming with tears. He grasped the ring in his hand and he felt it pulsating in his palm. I am not saying to forget. He then moved his hand to cup the boy's cheek and gave it a loving pat. above his heart. Tears began to roll down his face. "What does this mean. Use this knowledge to keep on eye on Fiona. This boy truly surprised him. Look into yourself here. By the time he reached the top he was out of breath and Lazar was nearly gone from site. Ewan took a deep breath and began explaining. He cleared his throat and continued to speak. Ewan spotted a steep hill with a large tree to his right that over looked the main road. He straightens up and watched Lazar's retreating back. Before disappearing from Ewan's site Lazar stopped and turned around. The boy smiled and waved. swaying slightly as it dangled from the worn out twinge. "Your training starts tomorrow.. you must be focused and ready. "But. Now tell me what is bothering you. Let your dreams be your guide." Lazar held up his hand." Ewan whispered into the air. "Besides you don't need an old man hanging around while you train to become a great warrior. his mouth hung open. using the back of his hand he brusquely wiped the tears away. She will need you when the time comes." Ewan sniffed. They left for the village. the sense of dread over Fiona no longer occupied his mind. I am always near.

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Kael. "I forgot Ewan here isn't a man. he concentrated on his training. sometimes being different was undesirable. He tried to fit in but they never truly accepted. bracing his elbows on his knees. Ewan. The older man shook his head and let out a frustrated sigh. His blonde hair flowed down his back. In the beginning. Clasping his hands behind his back. "What do you think Ewan?" Ewan sighed. Ewan. Wisdom does not come with a growth of a beard. In addition. Like all things. Kael sensed there was something deeply bothering the boy. Ewan?" Kael leaned forward. Ewan simply ignored the bully. Be patient. Nevertheless. I have experienced life. with all the trouble Kellan caused. Kellan felt threaten because Ewan was everything he had ever wanted to be. he brought up a hand to rub against the growth of hair on his face. In the end the rewards will speak for themselves. "Aye it did." Ewan snorted and shook his head at the arrogant comment. He could see in the young man's eyes that there was more. bless his soul. In Kael's eyes. you must let them come naturally. Icy blues eyes stared back into brown ones. Why the sudden interest in a beard. "What's really bothering you. Kael shook his head and laid a hand on Ewan's shoulder. Ewan took a deep breath and as he exhaled said." Ewan nodded his head and continued to finish loading the wagon. Do not force things to happen. Kellan turned to his two companions. was a blathering drunkard Ewan. he was a bit more muscular then Ewan. my father. brat who lacked discipline. "But you're a wise man. Ewan had accompanied Kael into the village earlier that day." Ewan added. He was just about done when he heard familiar voices behind him. hands clasp in front." Kael's brows furrowed. He's just a bared faced boy." Kael roared with laughter. Kael had a feeling that the dislike for Ewan was in fact a guise for the jealousy in his heart. "Only real men have beards. learned. Your father's must words hold some truth. sparing a glance at Kael. The boy had always gone out of his way to make things difficult for Ewan. They gathered the needed supplies and were about to head out but someone had called Kael attention. Kellan was not as tall as Ewan falling by just a few feet. eh?" Ewan lowered his eyes. He ushered Ewan to sit in the chair near the fire while he occupied the other. stopping just above his waist. That the men in my family were hairy. Kael. That Kellan boy had it in for Ewan since the boy arrived six years ago. "Ewan finish up here. pompous. his studies. This in return only infuriated Kellan. A smirk crossed Kellan's lips. they cast him aside as an outsider." . However. Ewan soon realized he was different from most people here in the village. and in time I have become the man you know. Ewan had tired in vain to make friends with Kellan and the other children in the village. Kael narrowed his eyes and stared at Ewan. "What? Didn't your father's words hold any truth?" Ewan wondered.sounded very wise. I had a full growth by the time I was your age. I won't be long. Ewan had soon given up trying to fit in and kept to himself. lived. "Kellan?" Ewan nodded his head. he turned around and stared at Kellan. "What has Kellan done this time?" Kael asked. the boy was an arrogant. "Kellan. "There is more to a man then just having hair on his face." Kael took the hand that was resting on Ewan's shoulder and gently patted his face. What wisdom did he carry? How to fall gracefully in the mud after drinking so much mead?" Kael continued to laugh. Ewan began to recall their encounter. Eh. and on the wielder. Instead. "I have never seen you so aware of you appearance before.

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However. "Where you in love with your wife. "How do you know when you're in love with someone. uh. Kael could see that Ewan did not return the feeling." Ewan could sense the sadness in Kael's voice. He stared at Ewan. They never discussed it before and Kael never bothered to push the subject.to understand or know what Ewan was going through. Ewan's smile broadens as he rubbed the ring. there was one advice Ewan needed to know. Deep down he was grateful he did not have to explain the physical aspects. "That I know. relieved to hear it was a girl." Ewan's . It was until one night while they sat in front of the fire. and beautiful. Ewan could see that the subject of love was difficult for Kael." Kael let out a small sigh. hands behind her back. As always it did not take Ewan long to understand. He got up and gave Kael a reassuring pat on the back. Kael?" The question caught him off guard for a moment. uh. "Ewan just remember do not confuse love with lust. There were no mistaking Fiona's feelings for Ewan. Some men his age were already fathering children. She was slender. happened to cross a couple out in the forest one evening. I. None of them seemed to have sparked any interest in the young man's eyes. Kael always said that Fiona was the spitting image of her mother when she was thirteen. But I'll try my best." Kael beamed and the subject of love was not so hard now. "Do you. She was everything to me. Kael would have told him to ask the old man. Lazar was not here and Ewan had asked him. "I would have done anything for her. They both watched as Fiona close the door behind her and walked towards them. Kael. something they always done together after a long day of training. As she moved closer." Kael's harden features soften as he recalled the love of his life. Kael had immediately indulged in his desires. Ewan spoke out unexpectedly. Kael watched Fiona approach Ewan. Beaming as she spotted Ewan near the fireplace. tall. who's gaze never faltered from the fire. Nevertheless. "express how they feel?" Ewan blushed and shook his head. letting things sink in. The boy had grown up truly alone and to make things worst he hand no memory of a past. He couldn't understand why it was so hard to explain. "It is difficult to explain." Ewan heeded to Kael's advice. "Thank you. Kael stumbled over the words as he tried to explain what one feels when they are in love. She's not from the village. his hand clutching the ring around his neck." Kael began to laugh seeing Ewan's face burning with embarrassment. God knows when the opportunity arose. "So who is this person you are in love with? Is it someone from the village?" Kael's curiosity now piqued. Fiona's smile faded into a shy smirk. then who is this girl that's captured your heart?" Kael lightly teased. "Oh. Ewan. "What does it feel like?" Ewan asked as held on to his ring. uh." Kael stammered a bit. His mouth began to move up and down but there were no words. It was a shame that Lazar was not here. At first Kael wondered if the boy had an interest in girls at all." Kael began telling Ewan his experience with his own beloved. need me to tell you how people. "She is the woman of my dreams. He had that same look of love towards Fiona's mother when they were younger. It was no secret that some of the females in the village had their eyes set on Ewan. Unfortunately. Ewan sat there listening. Kael. I know it was difficult for you to share this with me. She had grown quite much in the past six years. "Yes I loved her very much. It would have been easier if Ewan asked him to explain the many different ways of disabling your enemy with your bare hands. He had always considered Fiona as a sister and it never went beyond that. I still do and I always will until I die. The door of the house suddenly opened and Fiona walked in." Kael nodded his head. "Its no one you know.

"Well Ewan I don't think you needed me to tell you about love. In time." Kael nodded his head." Ewan whispered. He looked over at Kael expressing his apology with his eyes and Kael nodded. Ewan had yet to recover from the throes of emotional pain. watching the sun slowly descend over the horizon. hugging him back. He looked down at the girl in front of him. A life of celibacy. At the top of the steep hill. "Is she also the one you are waiting for?" The younger man smiled shyly at the insinuation. Kael sadly watched the exchange. Ewan leaned heavily back against the tree trunk. the feeling was still there nagging him in the back of his mind. Ewan closed his eyes to see her standing there. Her will is strong. wanting an explanation why he refused her. "But papa why won't he. had always made him feel better. and eyes as green as the sea. Fiona is too young to realize and understand that Ewan's heart already belonged to someone else. For no one in the village held his interest unlike the green eyed wielder. She was about to chase after him. Even after six years. no one compares to her. To the right . which in turn conceals her vulnerability. "Fiona! Let him be." Fiona turned tear-glazed eyes. Things had just happened.voice took on an enchanted tone as he described her to Kael. The wielder. understanding. He knew Ewan wasn't at fault. All right?" Fiona wrapped her arms around her father. whom he has yet to meet. When finally he opened his eyes the sky had turned darker and the night was getting colder. "Ewan has a lot on his mind. She's strong yet gentle. when her father's commanding voice stopped her. Trying to capture what little warmth there were left from the sun before it disappeared and the chill of the night arrived. "Thank you. Ewan sat against the large tree trunk. It was true he was saving himself for the wielder. "She has a warrior's spirit: stubborn and brave. he could not bring himself to accept them. In addition. A new sense of respect had formed as he listened to Ewan. Ewan felt rather then see the sun vanish behind the horizon. hugging her to his side. It was funny that a person from his dreams was the one responsible for chasing away all the pain he had felt. her creamy skin. She had presented a handful of flowers she had picked earlier that day. "Here Ewan I picked these for you. the love he had for this mysterious woman. Fiona's infatuation with Ewan will pass and will find someone else when she gets older. Her hair the color of auburn. His little girl's heart was going to be broken. "She is the one. Just let him be. Easing the unsettling feelings that Kellan had invoked earlier. He began to examine the lands from the top of the hill. Ewan neither said nor showed that he felt anything beyond friendship. "There are no words that would describe her beauty. my only. Kael." Kael smiled at the hitch in Ewan's voice. He lowered his head and walked out of the house without taking the flowers. "She will be my first. The one I will live and die for. Perhaps in time. With his eyes. my all. Fiona. He spent most of his time training or alone. It seems to me that you already know. Fiona turned to stare at the closed door." Kael got up and wrapped an arm around her shoulder. For now. still closed images of the beautiful wielder's face ran through his mind. Her eyes still stared at the closed door. He closed his eyes and lifted his face against the orange rays of light. It was not hard for him to starve off his lust for the flesh." Ewan opened his eyes and stared directly into Kael's eyes. they had become friends but nothing more." Kael smiled. Ewan had always looked forward to his dreams about her. Physically. Ewan did not want to hurt Fiona but he still could not accept her gift. Though Fiona's gesture was sweet." Ewan beamed." Fiona's voice pulled Kael out of his thoughts. It showed he had great discipline and a strong belief in his destiny.

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" The older man turned to look questionably at Kael. It was partly opened but he did not enter immediately. Over the years. yes?" Ewan nodded. Before asking about what has happened in the past eleven years. He could hear and see them inside. "Never lose your focus. "But I can break those bonds. "No Ewan it is not your fault. Lazar began to scan the room. Kael could not help but watch and hope that she could finally see for herself that Ewan only cared for her as a sister and nothing more. "Fiona please stop" Ewan stood near the fire and turned to face her. Upon his arrival. However. she continued. He dismounted from his horse and quietly made his way to the door. he would prefer her to stay away from Kellan." Fiona moved to capture Ewan's face in her hands. "Fiona is gone. He heard someone kneel beside his head and then felt light tapping on his forehead. That she deserved better and to move on. in his arm was the gift he had purchased for Fiona. rising on her toes. She has you under some magical thrall. Seeing Lazar's curious gaze Kael added. Today was her seventeenth birthday and he wanted to get something special for her. How else could it be possible that you are in love with her? A woman you have never met and only see you in your dreams. quietly he watched. Ewan. Though he knew it would pale in comparison to what she really wanted or more specifically." She whispered just before brushing her lips against his.the roles were reverse now. "I am the only one that loves you." Ewan softly said from his bowed head. With a silent sigh. Lazar. Ewan gratefully accepted and gracefully stood up. He sheathed his practice sword and dusted off the dirty from his clothes. whom she wanted." Kael sternly admonished. For I am the one that truly loves you. Kael knew a few boys in the village that had grown quite fond of her. It is mine. Kael had seen Ewan enter the house with Fiona following close behind. That no one would be able to change that. "Learn from your mistakes. he stared into Lazar's eyes. it had instead grown stronger. Kael began to explain what had happened a year ago with Fiona. Your enemies will take advantage and you will end up dead. After settling in. Kael leaned down and offered his hand. "What happened to Fiona?" Lazar finally asked after a brief moment of silence. He did not want to . who had lowered his head and averted his eyes. I am the one who has been there for you not her. His eyes glazed over with tears as he remembered that painful day. He was surprised to find Fiona missing. He had tried over the years explaining to his only daughter that Ewan was in love with someone else. He could see the sadness in the man's blue eyes. The tip of the sword dangerous hovered over Ewan's neck. When he did not move from her touch. She titled her head forward. Even that Kellan boy was in love with her. Sheathing his sword. The familiar lopsided smile formed on Lazar's lips and he nodded his head slightly. "Its my fault she's gone. they sat around the fire. Kael had just returned from the village. All three gathered their things and headed back to the house. Ewan closed his eyes and nodded his head a bit embarrassed over the lack of discipline. isn't it?" Fiona's voice grew annoyed as she mentioned about the woman Ewan was supposedly in love with. She does not love you. "Its that witch you dream about." Kael let out a heavy sigh. It was getting dark and he was sure she would be home fixing supper let alone being here when they arrived." Fiona tried to reason. Ewan's face remained impassive but his eyes held sorrow and regret. Ewan. "She must be a witch. no words would falter her love for Ewan. She opened her eyes and pulled back when Ewan did not respond to her kiss. Lazar's gaze then turned to Ewan. Nevertheless.

" "Sister!" Fiona spat out when the realization finally hit her. Fiona broke free from her father's embrace and backed away from him." Kael's voice lacked his usual firm tone. Fiona balled her hands into fist and began beating them against Ewan's chest. You have to understand that. "Fiona that is enough. Ewan lowered his head. He wrapped his arms around her. She raised her hand again for another strike and Kael stopped her. She lifted her chin and stared coldly into her father's eyes. "You and Kael are the only family I know. "I'm sorry Fiona. Fiona shook her head. He reached up and gently grabbed her wrist.hurt Fiona's feelings but there was no other way around it. papa?" Fiona asked hopefully. He is the one that has broken my heart! Will you do nothing to defend you daughter's honor?" Kael raised his arms as he moved closer to his daughter. But he didn't and now he chose him. tugging her hands from his faces. "Fiona I can't do that. She looked at him as he nodded his head yes. Ewan watched as Fiona ignored her father's words and advanced on him. You just have to finally accept this." Kael . He closed his eyes and shook his head. hugging her tightly to him. He did not bother defending himself. her chest heaving up and down. I do!" She stopped pounding on his chest. He moved back. I had tried to tell you many times but you would not listen to me. Please understand that I don't love you in that way. "Can't you make him love me. Pushing against his chest and yelling. "YOU!" She turned her gaze to Ewan. almost losing his balance as Fiona struggled against him. Fiona looked up to see her father standing there." "What is there to accept? You're defending him over me!" The scowl on her face soon replaced the look of utter sadness. He is the one that refuses my love for a witch. "How could you think of me as a sister? I am more to you then that!" Her anger quickly taking over she quickly wrenches her wrists from his hold. Fiona took another step back. "Fiona I know this hurts you but Ewan is not at fault here. She stared at him dumbfounded. Ewan thought of her as a sibling of some sort. nothing more." Fiona's mouth hung open as she listened to Kael. "I shouldn't be the one who should understand. averting her gaze. She raised her hand again to deliver another blow when a large hand encircled her wrist. "In what way do you love me. Her brows furrowed and she began to sob against her father's chest. "This is all your fault! If you had not shown up this wouldn't have happened. Kael looked to Ewan. Ewan?" Fiona's lower lip began to tremble. Fiona's sobs subsided. You knew how he felt towards you. "I hate you. She managed to free her wrist from his hand and began to push against the arm around her waist. his head still bowed. You're just angry and. Your witch has cast a spell over MY father and now he chose to love you over me!" Kael tried to reason with Fiona. "Fiona you don't mean that. Kael stopped and said. "She doesn't deserve your love. she slapped him hard across the face. Hoping that maybe he could absorb all the pain she felt." Kael stopped in mid-sentence. she glanced up at her father and asked. "I said that is enough Fiona!" Kael wrapped his other arm around her waist and lifted her off the ground. She was sure her father was going to come to her aid as he had done before. With her right hand. in turn that witch." Ewan regretfully whispered. Just a younger sister. Kael let her go and she turned on him. tears were rolling down her face. "I hate you!" Kael's eyes widen in shock from her harsh words. His heart is his own to give and he has given it to someone else. "How could you? How could you chose him over your own flesh and blood?" Fiona's tears stopped flowing and in place were the reflection of pure hatred in her eyes. I love Kael as if he were my own father and you as if you were my.

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and her. Since then. There were times where I sensed such great anguish and pain from you. Though he far surpassed in his training as a warrior.headed for his room. Nothing more. but in those eyes were those of a lost eleven year old boy. He patted the empty ground next to him. Ewan. and then tapped the side of his head. he thought he had seen it glow and swirl but it happened so quickly he was not sure if it was real." Ewan chuckled "I even heard you're voice that night. "never mind." Ewan waved the question away. Ewan was no longer a boy but a man now. Ewan nodded his head as he explained about his encounter with Kellan years ago. It was time for Ewan to move on. "So tell me Ewan what has happened in my absence?" Ewan averted his eyes from Lazar and looked up into the night sky. Remembered the reasons why you had to leave. He was not as big as Kael use to be but Lazar knew Ewan had great physical strength. He was so caught up in his thought he did not hear Lazar approach him. How easily Ewan took advantage over the fight." Lazar stated. Ewan may have had grown physically into a man. His hair had grown longer." Lazar laughed at the confused look on Ewan's face. Lazar cleared his throat and Ewan leaped up to his feet. Ewan knew then to hold anything back from the old man. So many times. Lazar corrected himself. That's why Lazar was here now. "It is because I spoke to you. stopping just above the waist." Lazar sat down and leaned against the tree. Ewan was still unaccustomed to what goes on beyond this land. How Kellan's words had hurt and how he almost believed in them. "Now." Lazar smiled. He quickly turned away from the man's penetrating gaze. signaling Ewan to join him. He took notice how much the young boy had grown so much in just eleven years. "Then I came up here. "I told you I was near." Lazar nodded his head. Lazar. "There were times where I felt. However there were no changes to those golden eyes. lowering his head he stared at the ground. A bit surprised to see him here. taller and muscular. It would be another year before he served the wielder. to be his guide once again." "There is more. Ewan looked up and stared at Lazar curiously. always. I come up here to think and remember all that you have thought me about the wielder and my place by her side. Lazar watched Ewan as he sat down. Ewan still needed to experience life." Ewan smiled and nodded his head." Ewan tried to search for the words. It was always the first thing he would ask him when he woke in the . Before they could move on Lazar wanted to know what been going while he was gone. it remained the same. "there is not much to tell you. "I believe there is more to tell. Ewan. he never once doubted his place. How he would change that when they started training. It was obvious when he had witnessed the sword fight between Ewan and Kael." Ewan chuckled. it was not as long as Kael's own beard. He looked down at the quiescent blue stone. Ewan looked back into the night sky just in time to see two falling stars. Lazar grinned remembering Kael's comment about Ewan's scrawny state when they had first arrived. His time to serve the wielder is getting closer. Training with Kael has taken up most of my time here. The man always finds out one way or another. Ewan sat against the tree trunk. why I was left here. beyond Kael's training. He had even grown a beard. He shrugged his shoulders and said. poked at Ewan's chest above the heart. Why?" Ewan glanced towards Lazar. Most of the time. my destiny. The only time I would venture out to the village is when I accompanied Kael or Fiona. "out of place and alone. absently rubbing the ring on his forefinger. He leaned over. Ewan was indeed bigger now. tell me about your dreams. "How did you. He should have known Lazar would ask about them. It was useless to try to hide anything from Lazar. Ewan.

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tightening their embrace. his gaze dark. With or without the blade I will stand by her side until I draw my last breath. Who will you choose then?" Ewan turned around. Ewan held on to her for as long as he could before opening his eyes. Ewan shook his head as he heard a soft grunt escape the old man's lips. Unfortunately. Ewan's journey was about to begin. They needed to concentrate on the present.' Ewan thought. Though he knew. Lazar placed a reassuring hand on Ewan's shoulder. his." Tears began to form. it was too depressing to think about and so he had always pushed the thoughts aside. the blade has been known to abandon its wielder. Ewan and Lazar slowly trekked down the hill. She does. I may not have the honor of her love but it will be an honor to serve her." "And what if she does not return your love? What would happen if she fell in love with someone else? Then what. "What if the blade abandons her? Its been known to abandon its wielder at her darkest hour. if not for himself then for her. They had much to do. In return. "Come we have much to prepare. stared down at Lazar. it does not hold my heart. I will not." Ewan paused. Shaggy blonde locks bounced from side to side as Lazar shook his head. Ewan. They drew closer to each other. They would be setting out into the world in two days." He cleared his throat. Ewan reached out to cup her face between his hands. Nothing will change that. Afraid that if either one let up on their hold the other would disappear. "Then. he was going to remain strong enough. He stared deeply into those familiar emerald eyes. Ewan grinned as he grasps both arms and easily hoisted Lazar to his feet. Lazar could tell that the idea of the wielder not wanting him was painful. Lazar sadly smiled he just hope it would not have to come to that. trying in vain to hide the fear and pain. and I believe she always will. However. However. He knew it was possible that the wielder would not want him. "I am grateful the blade chose me to protect its wielder and I will serve It to the best of my abilities. "We leave in two days? What about Kael? Will he be joining us in our journey?" Ewan asked a bit hopeful. "No Ewan he will not be joining us. "I will step aside and enter the shadows. However. 'How Lazar managed to climb up this difficult hill but still needed help from me to get him back on his feet is beyond my understanding. Lazar was different in every aspect." Lazar said as he motioned Ewan closer. he needed to face the realization that there could be a possibility of an unrequited love. Just thinking about it was difficult.woman. I just want her to be happy. There was no use in dealing with 'What if's'." He held out his arms. Lazar. If she does not feel the same way towards me but to another. However. they both needed to know if Ewan was capable of fulfilling his destiny even with a broken heart. Ewan looked up and Lazar could see the determination to serve the wielder set in the young man's eyes. Painfully remembering the love reflected in those green eyes of hers." Ewan said over this shoulder. "I love her. Ewan lowered his eyes hiding them from Lazar. and focused. My allegiance and my love is hers not the blade." Ewan frowned at the thought of leaving Kael. she always has. He practically ran up to her. "Yes. Ewan?" Visions of the other man in her life ran through Ewan's mind. swallowing the lump in his throat. her arms wound around his waist. "I know you worry about Kael but he is a grown man. "We leave in two days. However. Ewan learned early on nothing was what it seemed and that included Lazar. It did not take long for Ewan to decide. this was a possibility he had to face alone. He . Where I will continue to watch and protect her.

" Kael beamed as he looked around. Lazar" "Good-night." The younger man lowered his head in disappointment. Ewan. Lazar" "Now what is this nonsense of you abandoning me. He slowly pulled the sword out of its scabbard. He's not the same. "I feel like I'm abandoning him. follow your destiny. and survived. "Don't forsake all your training because of me. Its time you move on. Go with Lazar he will teach you things I could not. I will move on and in time. he felt the same way when he had left home. brows drawn up. and the steel gleamed in the moonlight." "I know it's just that." "You are not abandoning me. and find that woman you've been raving about. My place is here but yours. there is nothing you or I can do about it. "Yes I've noticed the changes. You have noticed the changes. "Fiona is gone and her leaving has hurt me greatly. Go and move on. Go on. Perhaps your place is by your lady's side. I've already had my adventures. I will just continue to mourn the lost of my daughter. "Sleep well. Until she returns home. Do not stay here because of me. the pain will ease." Ewan smiled.is capable of taking care of himself. Ewan hadn't noticed how close they were to the house. "yes" "Why don't you come with us. Kael smiled. "Yours is out there somewhere not here. "I just don't want to leave you ." The older man shook his head no. His eyes widen in anticipation. He then grasped the hilt and began to slice through the cold air. He's also lost a wife but he's survived and he will this time." "I know. I will be all right don't worry. Afraid that his skills were not good enough to survive. "You will go out there and find your place. If only Fiona hadn't." Both men looked over to see Kael walking towards them. Ewan." Lazar nodded his head. A flash of pain reflected in Kael's blue eyes. pulling him out of his sadden state. testing the weight. Unsure of what to expect. The lost of his daughter has taken its toll on him. Seeing that the two need some time alone. I bid the both of you a good-night. The craftsmanship was nothing like he had ever seen. Kael bowed his head hoping to catch Ewan's eyes. "But you can't be by her side and here at the same time. "I believe its time for this old man to get some rest. right?" Kael nodded his head. And he knew Ewan would do the same. "You know I'll be leaving with Lazar in two days." He waved a hand at them and headed inside. Ewan. "This is not my time. Ewan." Kael held out his arm. afraid that you may fail. "I know you're afraid to leave. it's yours." Kael wiggled his eyebrows up and down. hm?" Kael asked amusingly. He finally faced his fears. He held the sword in both hands." Ewan sighed. Ewan took it from Kael and began to uncover what was underneath. yes?" Ewan nodded his head slightly. Lazar decided to retire for the evening." Ewan looked up form his bowed head. Kael?" Ewan asked eagerly. "I cannot go with you. And here take this with you. Fearful of the world because he did not know what to expect. Ewan's eyes widen as he the held the broadsword in his hand. In his hand was an object covered in a brown cloth. A light swooshing sound was heard . "I'm too old to be traveling to far off places. Ewan smiled shyly. Afraid that he would have to return home and be a failure in his father's eyes." Ewan's head shot up." Ewan let his sentence trail off. while flashing a wicked grin. Don't use my loneliness as an excuse to stay here. learned from his mistakes. lightly shaking him. Its just this past year has been so hard on Kael. Kael placed a hand behind Ewan's neck.

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Ewan turned his head towards the forest. another gift from Kael. Conchobar. I do not know why but I feel as if we are getting closer." Ewan loved the way her name rolled off his tongue. The one that had spoken aloud stood just a couple feet from the woman. Lazar. Some of his encounters were dangerous battles. As of late thoughts of her had been assailing his mind. She was no longer limited to just his dreams. Cathain. "Well I can't help myself. "We got ourselves a spitfire. A woman's scream echoed in the distance." Lazar nodded his head and smiled. Kael had thought him well. Ewan quietly made his way towards where he last heard the woman's voice. Lazar would never admit to it though. I can just feel her all around. Nevertheless. Ewan slowed his horse down when he heard how close he was. However. There was a small clearing just ahead. "What are you smiling about. and most were simple disagreements that always seemed to end up in a physical fight. They had her surrounded. she was just everywhere. We'll have some fun breaking this one in. In the beginning." One of the men yelled out. he had dreams about Cathain and about the pretender. tying the reins onto a tree branch. Again. again. Lazar followed further behind. She swung the branch. Without his quiver. The feelings were going stronger the more they traveled on.thought of Cathain. some were street brawls. Instead. One positioned just a few feet to her left and another to her right. Five men began to advance towards the woman. another scream was heard. They called him the Black Dragon. Dragon?" Ewan rolled his eyes at the nickname he had picked up while traveling. to witness the one he loved with another. Could it be Lazar was simply testing Ewan? Perhaps Ewan thought. warding them off. He had stopped asking Ewan about his dreams not that he was too old. It was difficult for Ewan. Ewan had later found out from Lazar that Cathain was indeed the wielder of the Llan An Cailleach. but because Ewan would tell him first thing in the morning. he showed no signs that he wanted to give up Ewan were still determined to serve the wielder. deep in those dark eyes was still the lost boy but they were covered under layers of experience. In this situation. a woman had her back pressed against a large tree trunk. and one who fought like a dragon. laughing at the vain attempt. making it easier for him to draw at them. Ewan had no other equal. He stopped and dismounted his horse. "I was just thinking about Cathain. An enigma who wore black armor. along with his already heightened senses. Ewan began to scan the area hoping to pinpoint where the scream had come from. "No stay away from me!" The woman pleaded. he was the closest to her. However most of those little disagreements always happened when Lazar was around. There had been many lessons as there were just as many fights. Could it mean they were getting closer? Ewan smiled at the thought of finally meeting her in person. quickly jolting his horse into a run. The other two were just a few feet in front of him. They backed off slightly. right. Ewan pushed the idea aside. the ends sticking up. He put on his helmet. the rest shouted out with laughter and amusement. Ewan made his was around. quickness was . his lady Cathain. He had to admit it was never a dull moment with Lazar around. Lazar grinned and shook his head. Lazar could see that the year traveling has helped him grow more into a man. in her hands was a branch she used as a weapon. quickly halting Ewan and Lazar's conversation. with such deadly strength and a cunning mind. With his sword secured to his back. grabbed his bow and a few arrows. Ewan had a feeling the old man had a hand in purposely riling up a situation. Ewan stuck the three arrows he grabbed into the ground.

' Ewan thoughts interrupted when a stab of pain shot through his right shoulder. He picked up two arrows. He dropped his sword to the ground and held his arms to the side. and this woman must be. The man held his sword in both hands. They fell.essential. The woman stood to the side watching as the two warriors equally fought each other. Ewan rolled backwards to his sword. . The man from the right drew his sword. The man screamed "Argh. Ewan pushed against the sword and the other warrior staggered backwards. her dirty hands covering her face. dead before they hit the ground. He picked it up in time to cover the blow that was aimed for his head. The arrows silently sailed through the air and pierced into the men's back. Just when the man was about to bring down his sword. placed them on the bow. He mistakenly lost his focus giving her the opportunity to deliver a blow. aiming for the two in front of him. The man's hand had moved closer to her mouth. With lightening speed Ewan struck the man in the throat with two fingers. Ewan stopped in mid-stride. The perpetrator took the woman hostage. and drew back. She pushed herself up a bit from the ground and cautiously held out her hand." The woman looked at the dark knight between her fingers. Ewan sidestepped and brought up his sword. He ripped his hand out of her mouth. 'It was the Llan An Cailleach. The warrior let out another cry and advanced on Ewan. instantly killing the man. sticking out his arm. The woman fell backwards dazed and in pain. the woman saw the opportunity and bit down hard enough to draw blood. "My lady its alright. "Step back!" the man yelled. Neither one relenting nor were they gaining an advantage in this fight. Ewan dropped his bow to the ground and drew out his sword. He hid behind her. Ewan brought down his sword severing the man's head from his body with ease. Ewan quickly got to his feet and defensively readied his stance for battle. For the time being forgetting about Ewan. Ewan stood his ground and waited for him. mistakenly leaving his midsection unguarded. Their gargled cries alerted the other the men. The one to the left of the woman turned just in time to watch the point of an arrow coming straight at him. That was when he seen it as Ewan deflected yet another blow to his head. holding it up into the air. "Drop your sword or I'll kill her!" Ewan had no other choice but to obey. A sickening gurgle sound escaped the man's lips the second before he died. his limp body slide down the tree trunk. dropping to the ground. The sound of his voice was soft and reassuring. Ewan was about to grasp the outstretched arm when he heard a war cry. The arrow pierced through his face. he lost his grip on his sword and it dropped to the ground. He snapped his head to the left just in time to see someone clad in armor coming towards him with a sword. backhanding the woman across the face. The man turned in time to see Ewan closing in but it was too late. Ewan could not see the warrior's face. he quickly made his way to the last man. Ewan did not waste time over the dead man. the man swung his fist. his left arm snaked around waist while the other held a dagger to her neck. pushing to her to the side. the helmet the person wore hid their identity. The woman tried to free from the man's hold but he tighten his arm around her waist and pressed the knife closer to her neck." and his grip on the knife loosened. slicing against his exposed midsection." Ewan knelt down. Ewan's eyes flared and were immediately closing in on the perpetrator. There was no mistaking the familiar red glint. "I will not hurt you I swear. The man bent over at the waist. The woman was still cowering on the ground. his agonizing cry echoed in the air. and with a yell began to charge after Ewan.

she could see dark eyes through the slit of his visor. it was nothing serious. Had the Llan An Cailleach finally decided to abandon her at her most dire need? Cathain had no time to contemplate over the sudden predicament Ewan took the chance and wrestled her to the ground. Following in suit. he wrapped an arm around her waist pulling her slightly to the side and tossing the dagger into the air. Cathain pulled a dagger from her boot and held the tip at his exposed throat. do you yield?" She spoke hoarsely as she grasped for breath. The knight who she had fought had saved her life.She pulled back and was about to deliver a fatal blow when. "CATHAIN!" The woman's cry made Ewan look up at the woman. Deirdre fell into her sister's open arms. Stunned by his swift movement all Cathain could do was rest her hands on his breastplate of his armor and stared shockingly into the shadows of the visor. she could see the knight watching her beneath his visor. it seemed like hours before Cathain finally twisted out of his arms. Deirdre made her way over to the two fallen warriors and helped Cathain to her feet.fear? Time had seemed to stop between the two. "Are you all right?" Cathain exclaimed as she turned to her sister. While sitting up Ewan caught the sudden swirl of the blade. leaving Cathain unarmed. Ewan had not spoken. in his hand held a sword. weary from the events that had just transpired. Cathain began to smooth back the blonde tresses out of Deirdre's dirty face. Cathain was pinned to the ground with his heavy body flushed on top of hers. Deirdre merely nodded her head still unable to find her voice. Capturing the opportunity Cathain withered a hand free from his vice like grip and with all her strength Cathain pushed against his injured shoulder. When she turned back. A bruise was already forming on Deirdre's face. without a second thought he roughly took the dagger from Cathain's hand. the blade reverted to its bracelet form. mesmerized. "Cathain!" Deirdre screamed her name as Cathain turned to see what had happened. finally revealed her face to the knight. With her body still straddling him. He somehow sneaked up behind her and was about to strike down on her exposed back. The warrior stared disbelievingly at her arm. Looking deeply into green eyes so much like her own. "Do you yield!" Agitated Cathain held the tip of the dagger so close to his throat that when he swallowed blood was drawn. Cathain did not relinquish her grip on the dagger but gradually eased off her weight. She eyed her dagger now embedded into the chest of a dead man. knocked off during the struggle. Cathain guided Deirdre to a large fallen tree branch she could use to sit on. Giving her sister some time to clam down. His eyes filled with what she could see as . The knight slowly held both hands up in surrender and nodded his head. Cathain stood and turned her attention back to the mysterious black knight. hands gripped into his. Angry green eyes stared up from beneath wisp of dark brown that had escaped from her braided hair. without warning. "Cathain don't!" The woman pleaded. Her helmet. "Only upon my sister's request do you live! Now. Kneeling in front of her. tears streaming down her face. She watched Ewan get up to his feet and made his way over to . Deirdre buried her face into the crook of Cathain's neck. Afraid that her sister might faint. he simply stared into those fiery green eyes of hers. Cathain again asked Deirdre if she was all right. the pain causing him to roll over. they sat still in each other's embrace. Cathain was sure that she had sustained a few minor cuts and bruises but fortunately.

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Cathain gasped. Lazar had first appeared to Cathain the year the Llan An Cailleach chose her to be the next wielder." She tilted her head towards Ewan. Sara gasped as she tried to shake the haziness she felt. She just wanted the man period. Then one year he simply told her that he was to partake in an important journey and that he was going to leave her. "Argh! What am I doing?" Cathain whispered to herself. 'So what she found his voice attractive. to feel his tender caresses and share in his heated kisses. and especially no Ewan. "Thank you. Cathain stood frozen in her spot. Deirdre was following closely behind. He was the one that actually rescued Deirdre from those men.' Cathain tried to convince herself as she walked over to the two men. he slowly raised his head letting his eyes graze every inch of her. He stood still as she spoke. Lazar had helped and guided her. The very one who was there with her as she ran through a grueling gauntlet. She tried to get a look of the dark knight's face over Lazar's shoulder but his head was lowered." Ewan remained quiet. Lazar then turned to her sister. Cathain continued. no large bed. no room. He wasn't attacking her sister it was the complete opposite. and everything that one felt . She wanted to drown in those dark pools of hazel eyes. Deirdre amusingly looked over at her sister." Deirdre tried to contain her amusement. He did not bother to look up. "He saved your life?" Deirdre nodded her head. She had been wrong about him. However. hoping to catch a glimpse of the dark knight. the man from her dreams. child?" He wiped the dirt from her face and gently cupped her uninjured cheek." Cathain smiled as Lazar hugged her. She let her eyes adjust to the abrupt change in scenery. the true secrets were held within and only she was privy to those secrets. How could Cathain not tell him what she really felt? Why did the woman hold back? Sara knew Cathain loved Ewan. However. There was no forest. The startled voice echoed in the distance and everything faded to black like some movie that finally reached its climatic end. Telling her tales of past wielders. the blade's history. The butterflies in her stomach. "Will you not raise your head so I can properly address thy knight? I am not very fond of talking to someone who cannot meet me eye to eye. She had to stifle a gasp for it was he. Sara felt a pang of disappointment deep inside. and strained her neck. I bit irritated that he was not looking at her or responding. this was not the end. I am indebted to you for not only saving my sister's life but for mine as well. Cathain smiled at the old man. the skipping beats of her heart. Ewan flinched at her frustrated demand. "Are you alright. She was sad when he left but now here he was again but whom did he bring? "Its is good to see you again.behind the old man. and the role she played." annoyed that she had spent most of her time speaking to the top of someone's head. With a sigh. Ewan lowered his head when he heard the two women walking towards them. their eyes meet. no roaring fire. "I'm alright now Lazar thanks to him. How could she not know? Sara felt everything Cathain had felt." Cathain paused for a moment. This had been the mysterious shadow that plagued her dreams since she acquired the Llan An Cailleach. child. "You!" the word was barely a whisper. "If I had known that you were the one that saved her life I wouldn't have attacked you. He had been there in the beginning and at the end. He must be a complete dog under all that hair. Cathain moved over to stand in front of Ewan. Cathain narrowed her eyes on her sister and decided that she was acting silly. Over time. She found herself longing to be back in his loving embrace. Finally. She bit down on her lip as she tilted. "Will you forgive my hasty conclusion and accept my apology?" She let out an exasperated sigh and placed her hands on her hips. Lazar turned around to greet them. "My thoughts exactly.

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wrapping his arm around her waist. Cathain moved willingly into Ewan's arms. She held back because she was too afraid. please do this for me. she told him that she cared. She placed a hand behind his head. never once was there a hint he was going to leave. Maybe one day she would have the courage to tell Ewan. "Do you still love him. staring at her in the face.watched Cathain and Ewan's heated argument. Ewan. weaving her fingers into his hair." His eyes opened to the pleading sound of her voice. The last time she told someone she loved him he left her. She shook her head . Cathain continued to caress his cheek. bring her closer to him." Cathain said defending Conchobar. Cathain. she just couldn't. reassuring that they were only friends and nothing more. it was not going to be today. Over time. Cathain knew she loved Ewan but she was so afraid to tell him. Opening her eyes to stare deeply into the dark richness of his. She cupped the side of Ewan's cheek. "I don't trust him." The hint of disappointment in Cathain's voice was evident. but for now. "I do! You do not know him as I do. He's a good man with a good heart. He lifted her chin with his fingers as he spoke. They continued to kiss until the necessity to breath pulled them apart." Ewan stated. Too afraid to open her heart again only to have it broken. She knew he was increasingly becoming frustrated with her but he continued to stay. Even with her time with Conchobar. a night of passion had culminated into something Cathain was not ready to deal with. She could not tell him. Doubts began to arise as bits and pieces of his conversation with Lazar that night he returned ran in Ewan's mind. she never felt this way. Then one night their physical attraction could not be denied. Pushing him away when things them were growing too serious between them. his voice lowered so that only Cathain could hear. Cathain?" Ewan tried to conceal the twinge in his voice. Cathain never thought such an uninhibited love existed but here it was. Afraid that if he let her go she would leave him." Cathain's smile soon faded as Ewan leaned down to brush his lips against hers. The pain was just too great she did not want to take that chance again. That night Ewan had told her that he loved her and in return. With the back of his knuckles he gently stroke up and the side of her face. Then those she loved dearly were slowly taken away from her. ripped away by death. ~~What would happen if she fell in love with someone else?~~ Ewan reached for Cathain's hands. Ewan. Cathain still tried to keep her distance. His question caught Cathain off guard and it took her a moment to answer. Yet no matter how cruel she was towards him he was still there. She tried to hide it but Ewan picked it up. holding them firmly in his. he had grown on her and they had become friends. So much love and devotion projected in those eyes of his. She knew it was not something he was expecting but it was the best she could do. and "If it were me. I would have gladly forsaken my birthright if I could not have you by my side. she always welcomed the security of his embrace even before they were lovers. my love there would have been no choice to make. He moved to Cathain. "He betrayed you!" "He had to make a choice. holding him in place. letting her fingers wander into the mass of his dark beard. It was either the crown or me. For a time she kept her distance from Ewan being down right harsh and mean anything to keep him away. He took a deep breath and stared deeply into her eyes. Ewan closed his eyes and happily leaned into her touch. "Ewan. Fears that had been suppressed over the years have returned to haunt him. Cathain sighed as she pulled away.

" Conchobar chuckled as he pushed off from the wall. ~~What would happen if she fell in love with someone else?~~ And if she still loved Conchobar. "Now is not the time to discuss such matters. Do you honestly think she will chose you. "Because I want to know. You are just acting like some jealous." Ewan paused. Ewan. Ewan. "Then I will ask you another question. she just wasn't ready. Cathain!" Ewan's patience was waning thin. letting out a sigh. . you simply avoided it. Cathain. ~~What if she does not return your love? ~~ "Do you love me?" The sound of his hopeful voice pulled at her heart. angrily staring at Conchobar who was leisurely leaning against the wall. Cathain! When the 'matter' arose. "I will not answer. He picked the man up from the floor with ease. Just as he closed the door behind him. and a whooshing sound was heard as air was forced out of Conchobar's lungs. Tell me. my patience grows thin and I do not know how much more my heart can take. "Why would she want you when she can have me. seeing only red. "We've never discussed this. Cathain loves me." before she could say anything more Ewan cut her off." "How can I understand if you keep shutting me out?" "This isn't easy for me. an orphaned boy.and narrowed her eyes. She'll soon forget about you when I'm done with her. Ewan nodded his head. She turned around in time to see Conchobar sprawled onto his back. would he be able to step back and let them have their love? The very thought was killing Ewan inside. Yet. Ewan. wanted to be with him. taking a step back. "You're wrong." He leaned in and brushed his lips against hers. "Why are you asking me this?" Ewan inwardly winced at her tone. blood from his nose covered most of his face. "You want to know why she hasn't told you that she loves you. one realized what was happening Ewan swung a fist across Conchobar's face. tell me what must I do to gain your love Cathain and I will do it!" "You don't understand. Has Cathain ever told you she loved you. He delivered another punch to the face and let the man fall back down. He walked over to stand in front of Ewan. "I have and will always love you. his heart starting to feel heavy. "Ewan!" She yelled but her cries were ignored as Ewan advanced on Conchobar. We have to decide. immature. "Answer me. her eyes glazed with tears." Ewan sneered. "She will never love you. But I will wait just please don't take too long my love. Quickly he was at her side. Angry that he would ask such a question. The loud crash made Cathain jump. Her mouth began to move but no words were uttered. hm?" Pain flashed in Ewan's eyes and Conchobar caught it. right? Conchobar continued with his insults. Ewan? Its because she still loves me. child!" Cathain snapped. Ewan sighed and turned to leave the room. Do you still love him?" Ewan's concern grew every second he waited of her answer. boy." Ewan turned." Finally. "Cathain doesn't want you. Cathain pulled her hands free from his. Ewan delivered another blow to the gut. boy. a voiced stopped him cold in his tracks. She was not ready. Ewan grabbed the collar of Conchobar's shirt and swung him around. Cathain." Ewan knew it was a lie. pushing him through the door. "Just because you've shared her bed doesn't mean anything. The sickening sounds of Conchobar's nose breaking echoed in the empty hallway. she always will. "Does she know? Tell me. Ewan. Just give me time. Cathain shut her eyes against the longing in his eyes. Please?" Cathain pleaded as she looked up him. When finally she found her voice she cleared her throat and spoke. something snapped and before neither. over a king?" Ewan knew Conchobar was only baiting him for a fight. his hands cupping her face. Cathain loves him.

he was too happy with what happened. He looked back up to see the red ring around the full moon. Ewan's head lowered." "He has done more then you think. He whispered her name. <a class='positive' onClick='select_drop("review"). Cathain rushed over to Ewan. ~~And what if she does not return your love? What would happen if she fell in love with someone else? Then what. "I would use it to knock some sense into that thick head of yours. the force from the push sent Ian reeling backwards." She said as she tried to help Conchobar to his feet. Return when you've regained your senses. He is just using you for the Llan An Cailleach. Ewan ignored Cathain and made a move towards him. Liam wondered what would have angered his master so. "Sir. Liam looked up at the night sky. Cathain. He cautiously watched Ewan. "Cathain?" He reached out to grab her hand. watching as Cathain knelt beside Conchobar. he was going to find out eventually.Ewan towered over Conchobar's prone body. "Don't leave. Ewan left them alone in the room and headed for the stables.' href='#'>Review this Chapter <FORM name=myselect> <SCRIPT type='text/javascript'> var storyid = 789263. pace back and forth. Her other hand held Ewan firmly in place. she pushed at this chest. With the blade active on her arm. var userid = 177956." She gave him a reassuring smile. "Leave now. "What is the matter with you? How could you do this to him!" From behind Ewan could see the smug smile on Conchobar's face as he lie there. Ewan was pulled from his angered state as he staggers backwards from her force." Was as far as Liam got as he tried to protest the nights ride. Ewan. "What were you thinking?" Cathain demanded. Cathain quickly got up and pounced on Ewan. Ewan looked at Cathain incredulously. He immediately reached for her hand. "You would lift the blade against me?" His voice was hoarse and rough with anger. Ewan?"~~ Without another word. He will betray you. The boy handed the reins over to Ewan who quickly mounted his horse." Cathain returned to Conchobar. he lusts after the power. Instead. When Ewan made no move. "Cathain?" Ewan called out to her." Every part of his body ached but Conchobar never felt none of the pain. He was too angry and hurt to be reasonable." Ewan knew his words had hurt Cathain but at the moment. var words = 139577. var chapters = 66. "Leave!" Cathain demanded. in obvious anger. it was a bit cloudy and the moon was high. Come on lets get you cleaned up. "I won't leave you. then we will talk. he held his tongue. "I'm right here. Cathain. after the blade. You are just to damn blinded to see that. tears already welling in her eyes. his chest heaving up and down from the rush of adrenaline. He blinked back. "Liam!" Ewan's voiced pulled the boy out of his trance. he did not care. Perhaps tonight was not the best night for riding. The boy shot up and prepared Ewan's horse. He doesn't love you." Ewan bellowed the order to the stable boy. "Liam ready my horse I'm going out for a ride. Stop this! You are acting like a jealous child. Ewan's anger rising to another level as he watched the woman he loves aid his enemy. Conchobar has done nothing to you. The distinctive sounds of the blade were heard and Cathain held the gauntlet across her chest. She gave his hand a light squeeze and said. Liam was beginning to have a bad feeling. Now Cathain will see the kind of man her Ewan really is and cast him aside. his heart sank as he listened. not you. "Conchobar? Conchobar are you alright?" Cathain immediately by his side helping him roll onto his back. Conchobar. her green eyes flared. var chapter = 44. roughly pushing him away from Conchobar. .

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He felt embarrassed at what happened. "Release her now. Soon enough they had reached where Ewan had last heard the scream. Ewan slowly pulled out his sword and silently crept his way towards the duo. He sighed as the realization finally hit him and he understood why Cathain had been pushing him away. Quickly Ewan was on the defense. Even if it meant that. When he finally regained his focus Ewan turned the tables and began attacking the man. worst she made no move to get away. disarming the man of his weapon and threw a punch knocking the man down to the ground. Ewan could not help but smile. Ewan navigated his horse with ease. the other man had spun around. He was just so afraid that she was going to open her eyes one morning and realize that she wanted Conchobar instead of him. Afraid that he would leave her how Conchobar had done. The tallest out of the two had a grip around the other's wrist. Ewan grinned. Ewan's thoughts began to wonder back to what had happened earlier." Ewan let the sentence drop. So afraid that he was going to lose her to him. his head hanging. "I see that you agree. The frigid water attacking his senses. he would serve her until his last breath was drawn. Why did it take him so long to realize it? His horse grunted again. The pain was just too great. Besides Cathain. Ewan glanced at his horse. What he said then was true. His mind drifted back to his conversation with Lazar. He should not have gotten angry with Cathain and he regretted what he said. I didn't realize. but finally Ewan gained the upper hand. My love awaits. touch her. he would have to do it from the shadows but he did not realize then just how painful it was going to be. The battle raged on for some time. His horse grunted then continued to drink more water. "I've acted like an ass. The man reluctantly released the woman's wrist.nearby stream. Ewan walked over to his horse. The tip of his sword rested against the man's back. no other person ." Ewan grabbed the reins and swiftly mounted. Ewan shook his head in shame. sword already drawn. "There was one good thing that came out of this situation. Afraid to lose him how she had lost Deirdre and Iona. From what Ewan could see there were two hooded figures. his eyes narrowed as the hood of the cloak revealed the man's identity. dodging thrust after thrust. Could he have been hasty in his decision to get involved? Ewan had been so preoccupied with Cathain that he may have made a mistake in interfering. Ewan dropped to his knees. The horse gratefully walked over and drank the cool water. He laid his hands against his thighs. Not to be able to hold her. splashing water against his face. "Yes I know I was acting like an ass but no more. Ensuing yet another fight. it was all just too maddening." He leaned over to give a hard pat against the horse's side. Ewan towered over the prone figure. His anger was slowly fading and in its wake was shame. "Kellan?" Ewan was pulled out of his stupor when he heard a woman's scream coming from behind him." Ewan said aloud to no one. Come on boy lets go home. Within a split second. "Sorry boy for pushing you so hard. drawn Ewan had managed to sneak up behind the tallest of the group. I did manage to break the bastard's nose. finally waking them up. Ewan was surprised at the skills the woman possessed. Even in with the pale light from the full moon." Just as he was turning the horse around a scream echoed into the night. then gently began rubbing its neck. "Please just let me go!" There was no hiding the distinctive sounds of fear as the woman pleaded to be released. Feeling a bit guilty. With his sword. To be so near her yet so far away." Ewan demanded. Their argument was stupid really. "Are you alright?" He questioned the woman but she made no sound. remembering the tears in those green eyes. He spun around just in time to see the woman charging after him with a sword in hand. She was just as afraid as he was. With a groan.

Cathain's head lowered as he turned her around." Fiona's mind was reeling with ideas. Cathain. his hands resting on her shoulders. Liam. They fought back and forth neither gaining an advantage over the other. Thoughts of their earlier fight resurrected. He was snapped out of it with another scream. "But that doesn't mean that I don't love him. "Revenge. "I'm not surprised. Kellan. Somehow. Unable to resist Conchobar leaned in to brush his lips against hers. "No. "Why don't we just kill him now and get it over with. "It hurts. He moved it around making sure it was not broken after Ewan had punched him. Conchobar stared back confused. your nose is broken. using his thumbs to wipe away the tears. "Have you ever told him that you loved him?" Conchobar questioned. sword held above her head. the pressure he was causing was straining her grip on her sword. "No not yet. She moved over to the window looking out into the night sky. "You always had a weak chin. "Took you long enough to help. lifting her face up. He backed away slowly as his mind reeling. Cathain flashed him a small smile before getting up from her kneeling position in front of him. trying to connect the pieces of the puzzle." Kellan kicked Ewan's unconscious body. I do. "I love him. Cathain looked up and stared deeply into his eyes. She picked up the basin full of pinkish water and called out for one of the servants to take it away. Conchobar reached out to caress her cheek but quickly averted his touch." Her smile grew boarder. She chastised at herself for letting the fear overwhelm her." He placed his sword back into the scabbard and brought a hand to his jaw. one of the stable boys." He stared coldly at Fiona." A wicked smile spread across her face. a smile on her lips. He cupped her face with his hands. Ewan held her icy glare. Then we can get paid." she whispered. had informed her that Ewan had angrily gone off for a ride. She had always loved him and was no longer afraid to admit it to herself. the woman charged forward." Cathain grinned.was his equal." Cathain declared "You don't even love him!" "What makes you think I don't love Ewan?" Cathain exclaimed. staring at the full moon then out into the forest." It was a second too late before Ewan realized what was going on and everything faded to black. During the struggle the hood of the cape fell back and Ewan's eyes widen as he stared into familiar green eyes. "You shouldn't waste your tears on him. The possibilities of . Good-Night Ewan. Fiona shook her head as she stared down at Ewan." Cathain sighed as she said it aloud. Ewan ran up and held her wrist in his hands before she was able to bring the blade down on him. "He is worth it to me." He stated. A smug smile appeared on Conchobar's face. Cathain eyes immediately flew open and she pushed him back. She struggled against his hold. her voice was so cold sending a shiver down Ewan's spine. Kellan had sneaked up behind Ewan and knocked him out with a blow to the back of the head. Punishing him. For pushing him away all this time because she was afraid of being hurt and left alone. along with the tears that began to resurface. "Grab his horse and lets head back to the cabin. "FIONA!" "Hello Ewan. during the deadly dance the woman had managed to disarm Ewan of his sword with a move that only one other person would know about and that was Kael." Conchobar had moved up behind her. "There how does that feel?" Cathain asked as she finished wiping away the last remnants of blood from Conchobar's face." Kellan sighed and walked over to grab the horse but the animal eluded and had managed to escape. "Idiot" Fiona whispered as she mounted her horse. "He is not worth it. She closed her eyes against his touch. no them by holding back. his words sinking in. "why are you doing this?" An evil laugh escaped her lips." He placed a finger under her chin.

Sure enough there was Ewan's horse but Ewan was nowhere in site. power from this. "The master's horse returned alone. He took a deep breath and exhaled. So tell me why did you really come back?" Ewan's words ran through her mind. she found herself anticipating Ewan's return." "Why are you doing this Fiona? What is it do you want?" Before Fiona could answer. Cathain. she needed her Ewan.what they could have had if she had just let go of her fear. Cathain. I need your help to defend my crown once again. I don't think ever you loved me. hands tied behind his back and a hood covered his head. I think you loved what I could offer you." Conchobar shook his head no. "What is it Liam?" Cathain reached out to rub the boy's back as he leaned over to catch his breath. Cathain was heading back to her room when Liam found her. "Other forces are arising." Kellan said as he pointed to Ewan who was sitting on the floor. "That is enough. Our love is true!" "I will not deny that I loved you once Conchobar but don't you see its over. hm? The last time you called for me I was used to help defend your crown. "Master's horse came back alone. Cathain raised her blade-clad arm and said. he too lusts after the Llan An Cailleach. 'No more' she thought. "So this is what has become of the two of you? Assassins?" Ewan laughed." Cathain held up her wrist. Cathain. She was becoming giddy inside. "Tell me Conchobar. He is just trying to get to you and it seems to be working." Cathain's heart began to race. She reached out for the horse and the blade glowed on her wrist. Could he have been right about Conchobar's motives? Conchobar could see the blade swirl on her arm. "What are we waiting for Fiona? He's going to be here soon and he wanted us to kill him. Good-bye. "Your love with him isn't real. liking the way the words flowed from her lips." Ewan continued to laugh. provoking Kellan. "I will not help you this time Conchobar. The boy rushed up to her. She needed him." Cathain grinned and nodded her head. She motioned Kellan to see what was going on." Cathain's heart sank to her stomach. she heard something outside the cabin. Moreover. the stone still glowing red. showing her a vision of Ewan in a fight then being taken away. She looked down at the blade. "You still hit like a girl." She pleaded. "I love Ewan and there is nothing you or anyone can do to change that. panting for breath." Kellan was about to hit Ewan again but the blade on his neck stopped him." "It will! And it will span throughout lifetimes. He's nowhere to be found. Why did you come back here? What do you want from me. "But I also came back for you." Conchobar added. He straightened up and said. Kellan walked over and punched him in the face." She added with assurance." "No. Leave him alone. not bothering to turn around." Conchobar muttered under his breath as he watched Cathain leave. "You're love will not last. A need that always occurred while they were apart. he loves 'me' and I love him. "guide me to him. ankels bound. Power. "He does not love you. "What?" she exclaimed hoping that the boy was mistaken. finally understanding. She ran down to the stables to see for herself. There was an aching need that had been growing inside." Cathain threw over her shoulder. "That was for earlier. I love him." She continued to declare. fear started to overwhelm her. She mounted Ewan's horse and the blade took them to the cabin in the woods." Cathain turned to leave. I don't love you that way anymore. leaning against the wall. She gasped and tears began to well in her eyes. I am just a prize to you. He . "Yet it is the power of the Llan An Cailleach you seek first. As if daring him to try to lie to Cathain about his reasons for being here. "We shall see.

"Yes I know about the power you possess. But once I gain possession of the Llan An Cailleach. stopping what she was doing. Transfixed by the blade's power. Fiona placed the tip of her sword against Ewan's chest. The tip of the blade stopped." Fiona looked up. "My what an entrance you make. When Cathain made no move Fiona.cautiously opened the door and stepped outside. ensnared in a tumultous wave of delirium. She watched Cathain walk through the door. "Why are you doing this? He hasn't done anything to you. With her. "All right you win. With the hood over his head. "No love. "Hello my love." "This." Cathain watched as Fiona contemplated of her offer. Cathain's head snapped up. hovering dangerously over Ewan's chest. She cut the bonds to his ankles and was about to cut the ties on his hands when someone walked through the door. she raised the blade over her head and was about to plunge it down into Ewan's chest." Cathain held the bracelet in her hand. There were so much she could have asked Cathain but she wanted the one thing she could not give. You used it to cast a spell over his heart. "Let him go. "Give it to me!" Fiona yelled impatiently. Fiona quickly placed the blade against Ewan's neck. Moments passed before Fiona heard anything. Don't." Fiona exclaimed. "I'll give you anything you want. "I want it. He winced from the pain. Ewan could not see anything but he could hear a struggle going on outside. "That's a pretty bracelet. she pressed down slightly and blood began to flow down from where the blade rested. Cathain winced at the visible bruises and blood she could see on his face. looking at it for the last time. "Fiona!" . helping him to a sitting position. shaking her head. other hand she held her right arm as a burning sensation ran up from her wrist to her arm. I'll give it to you. Cathain's anger flared and she took a step forward. Cathain tossed the bracelet across the room and was shocked when it landed on Fiona's wrist. mouth agape. her fingers caressing the stone. "The bracelet. don't give it to her Cathain. Cathain's cold eyes stared at the woman." Fiona's eyes flared. Cathain's body stiffened as Fiona dangerously caress the side of Ewan's neck with the tip of the blade. his body sliding down until his forehead rested on the ground. his prone body lay unconscious on the ground. stuck between losing her love or her destiny." Fiona leaned down to pulling the hood off. her eyes widen in shock. Ewan's pleas was faintly heard." Cathain began to remove the bracelet from her wrist." Ewan flashed a small smile. his loving endearment tugging at her heart. Quickly the glow of the stone grew an angry red. "then he'll have to love me like how he's done for you all those years. Kellan flew threw the door." Fiona's voice was low and menacing. "No. The other woman's eyes began to travel down Cathain's body. "He betrayed me and its you're fault. She wanted nothing more then to run to him but her legs stayed rooted. used her foot to push Ewan's onto his back. "Wait!" Cathain pleaded. Just please let him go." Ewan began to protest but was interrupted with a kick to the face. Cathain's eyes followed Fiona's gaze to her right wrist. Please don't. Cathain quickly moved over to Ewan. "Give me the bracelet. followed by a loud crash. to the Llan An Cailleach." Cathain held up her arm. eyes brimming with tears." Fiona grinned. He was supposed to love me not you. Fiona dropped her sword. Stopping Cathain in place. calling out." Fiona motioned to the blade. She stumbled backwards against the opposite wall." Ewan was kicked again in the face. showing her the blade. "Please. Cathain brought up her arm and stared at the bracelet. "will not help you win Ewan's heart." Fiona shook her head in disagreement. her voice trembled." Cathain reached out with other hand." Fiona demanded again." Cathain looked at Fiona shockingly. "Cathain don't. stopping when she found what she was looking for.

He pushed the nausea aside as he bent to retrieve his sword. "He's mine!" Cathain added. Conchobar's body slides easily from the blade and onto the floor." Cathain raised her sword. Ewan stood up in time to see Cathain struggling against Fiona. She turned her attention to Cathain and Ewan. "Its always about that witch!" Three pairs of eyes turned to Fiona. "Why are you fighting me Ewan? Let me kill this witch so we can be together. angry and confused she stared at her new opponent. Don't you realize that I love you and that I'm doing this for you. Cathain picked up Fiona's discarded sword off the ground. He swayed slightly on his feet. "You were the one that hired Fiona to kill me. "Yes I wanted the power of the Llan An Cailleach but I also wanted you back Cathain. "You. pushing Ewan behind her. the momentary of shock startled both women. his mouth hung open. "Why?" she asked. "You are not taking him away from me again witch. He confidently walked over to Fiona. You never loved me if you did you would not be doing this. Fiona advanced on Cathain's prone figure and just before striking down on her another blade reached out and deflected the blow. "You're wrong love. Ewan. sending her flying backwards onto the floor.Cathain and Ewan were surprised to see Conchobar. His shock was evident when he seen Cathain. knocking the wind right out of her. Fiona fumed and charged after Cathain. Not you or anyone will change that. This is not about her. The blade reverted into its full gauntlet form. "He was never yours to begin with. "Fiona?" Conchobar's eyes widen in disbelief then amazement that Fiona was now wielding the Llan An Cailleach. realizing that perhaps with this new development he could control the blade through Fiona. Perhaps he still could have both. He made a startled gasp. She looked over at Conchobar surprised to see that he was not denying it. Fiona casually stepped over Conchobar's body. he unsteadily made his way over. But I knew I couldn't have you unless I got rid of that boy!" A distinctive sound of metal echoed in the cabin." Cathain's eyes widen at Ewan's implications. The clashing of metal against metal echoed in the cabin. Fiona. Cathain stared in disbelief. I found out who she was and I knew I could use her to get to you. casting away our love. the sword gleaming in the firelight. With Fiona's skills aided by the blade she was quickly becoming too much. I was wrong to have given up on what we had. Conchobar grinned." Fiona held the blade up. Fiona quickly recovered backhanding Cathain across the face." Fiona brought her arm up and easily thrust the blade through Conchobar's chest." A wave of dizziness caused as he shook his head slightly. piercing his heart." Fiona smiled sweetly. If you do . "You're nothing but a liar but if it's the power of the blade that you seek then take it. his eyes registering shock and disbelief. The force from Fiona's blow shattered the sword in Cathain's hand." Cathain stared disbelievingly. "Yes I hired her. "You are confusing lust with love. Together we can rule whatever we desire. blocking their only exit. it is about you now. He stole glance at Cathain. still disoriented from his encounter earlier with Kellan and Fiona. even in his clouded state began to piece together the pieces. I knew she'd kill you because she hated you as much as I do. there in her eyes held no remorse with what she had done. Ewan could see Cathain was barely holding her own. His body ached no doubt from Kellan taking cheap shots while he was unconscious. as she gave into the bloodlust." Ewan declared. I have and will always love Cathain. The wielder of the Llan An Cailleach. for us. Using the wall for support. their only exit blocked by Conchobar and nearby was Fiona still caught in the blade's hold. Fiona wickedly smiled. Ewan searched the room for a weapon when he eyed his sword near Kellan's unconscious body. Cathain helped Ewan to his feet. I was a fool to have betrayed you. yet he still wanted her. Fiona jumped back.

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"I think you already know that answer. I felt so guilty. For a while it worked. I was so angry that he was able to do this to me. Sara had raised her head. somehow the question was not only just for Cathain this time but for here as well. On her wrist the Witchblade's pale radiance continued. Therefore. understanding." Sara grinned. Frustrated because he continued to stay no matter what I said to him. She gave her a small nod. Sara. "Wasn't there anything you could have done?" Sara asked. Nevertheless. "I continued to push him away. I built a wall around my heart. staring at her disbelievingly." Sara continued to listen to familiar words. "I didn't want to get close to him. These are lessons for you to help guide how you dictate your life. So naturally I took my anger out on him. Cathain answered Sara's unspoken question. Sara stared at it and spoke out." Sara remained silent taking in everything Cathain was saying. I pushed away those who dared to get close to me. During the Periculum Sara had asked Cathain if there was a way to bring John back. If not by death." Cathain giggled. People tend to die when they are around me. My heart was not prepared for that kind of grief. Cathain closed her eyes tears streaming down her face. Sara. She waited in anticipation. I never wielded the Llan An Cailleach ever again. Cathain's sorrow still lingered inside but not as overwhelming as before. and bring him back?" Cathain sighed at her question. possibly even bring him back to life." Sara more then understood. She knew Ian had his share of verbal bashing from her. "Then you know about the unbearable pain you go through when you lose someone.She pulled her hands away from her face. letting no one in. The question was why she did not do anything. I think you are slowly realizing and understanding that the blade is trying to teach you. I never got it back. And I said some very awful things to him. the blade did have the power to save Ewan. "What changed your mind?" Sara asked curiously. "Do you know what its like to lose everyone you've loved?" Sara pursed her lips." Cathain lowered her head. She rested her hands on her thighs and leaned on them. I had lost some much already I did not want to feel that pain again. She shook her head no. that you loved him?" Sara exclaimed. like Ewan the man stuck around. She had said yes but never told her. "Why is it doing this to me? Why did it bring me here?" Cathain reappeared to stand before Sara. she held her breath afraid what Cathain was going to say because she knew it was going to sound so much like her own excuses she used when it came to Ian." Cathain smiled remembering how they had first met. But you have to understand it was necessary. images of everyone she has lost appeared in her mind. . "You could say he grew on me. I didn't want him to get close to me. knowing that I was the cause of all his pain. "Suddenly the wall around my heart was not at strong as before." Sara motioned to the ornate bracelet on her wrist. Cathain's smiled broadly. She shook her head at the memory. Cathain opened her eyes to stare into familiar emerald eyes. It was there in Cathain's knowing eyes. "There were times where I have seen what my words have done to him. they leave me on their own accord. lying to myself and to him how I felt. your future with the one who's been destined to protect you. I saw the pain reflected in his eyes. She took a deep breath and exhaled. Sara had stood up and now the two warriors faced each other. hopeful. wiping away the last vestige of tears." "Until Ewan showed up?" Sara added. "I couldn't save him. "have saved Ewan. Sara?" "Why did you hold back? Why didn't you tell Ewan how you felt. The blade abandoned me that night. "Yes. He demonstrated such devotion. "Couldn't this. her head lowered. "What could I have done. finally looking up at Cathain. until he showed up.

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Nottingham brought his hand up to shield against the light of the stone. Reluctantly he drew back. Why? Was his connection to the blade . Gradually the burning sensation abated and he was left gasping for breath. Perhaps he should contact the one person he knew that had all the answers. The situation was leaving a very frustrated and highly agitated Nottingham out in the cold. lifting his hand to inspect the two interlocking circles. he heard nothing from his master. Irons sat in his chair near the fire. However. "I had positioned myself on the wielder's fire escape. His orders were only to watch never to make contact with the wielder. Nottingham reported the accounts of the night to Irons purposely leaving out his own little episode earlier. He made another attempt and the blade countered once again. Nottingham turned back to eye the bracelet on Sara's wrist." Irons remained silent on the line. the brand of the Witchblade. It was an absurd thought but could the blade be protecting Sara? By preventing and keeping this particular Ian Nottingham from coming near it's wielder. While reaching into his pocket for his cell phone Nottingham had to wonder why his master had not contacted him when the blade activated. I peered through the window when I noticed that the stone of the bracelet began to glow. His thoughts were too occupied with the fact that the blade was active yet he felt nothing except for a small distinctive sensation coming from the brand on his right hand. since his episode in the elevator earlier that afternoon he felt nothing. the window remained in tact. He wore it once but it rejected him and since that painful day he tore the Witchblade from his wrist he had always felt. However. sweat pouring down from his face. When asked to explain Nottingham realized that if he told his master of his failed attempt to break into Sara's apartment he would be punished.was surprised when it did not open. Nevertheless. Then he began to divulge that the blade was active on her wrist. 'Just how powerful was the Witchblade?' He thought but with what little knowledge he had on it there was now way he could comprehend just how much. I placed my palms on the window and immediately the room was engulfed in a red light. Instead of the sounds of breaking glass. He rechecked to make sure that it was indeed unlocked. knew when it was being used. he had to rethink on the powers that little trinket could do. He was well aware that Irons had a connection with the Witchblade. he pulled back his arm and punched the window. shutting his eyes. the man had informed him about it. I tried to reach out again and the blade grew brighter. His thoughts were quickly push aside when he heard his master's voice on the other end of the line. When I removed my hands the glow seemed to abate but it remained active. Nottingham had to be careful how he chose his words. He pushed again but still the window refused to open. The brilliance was so great that he had to turn his head away. The front his body that was exposed to the light was quickly heating up to a point where he felt as if he was on fire. He turned his attention to another window and like before he was unable to break into the apartment. Without thinking. he was spared the details of the Witchblade. Neither had he understood his master's obsession to control it. Nottingham tried again and sure enough. Nottingham never paid much regard to the Witchblade and the powers it supposedly possessed. a bit perplexed. as he looked through the window and after experiencing what had just happened. Fortunately after being revived from his slumber. a reverberating thud echoed into the silent night. He reached for the window and again the blade grew brighter. Confused. The Witchblade blazed violently on Sara's wrist.

He reached into his coat and answered. Immo. "What is it?" He shot out shortly. var userid = 177956. Sir.php?add_favstory=1&storyid='+storyid.php? storyid='+storyid+'&chapter='+chapter+'&storytextid=2819674'.470). both front cameras were destroyed. var dateu = '07-05-04'. var toast. if(sel_value == 'review') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/review. it was one of the security guards.560. <a class='positive' onClick='select_drop("review"). Return to the mansion immediately. watching Sara was rather enjoyable. var title = 'Revelation'. However.fanfiction. He yelled back into the phone. "Find Dr. var review_url = '/review." The guard paused letting his words sink in. "We believe there might have been a possible break in. His thoughts quickly interrupted when the phone began to ring. "Yes master?" "A problem has arisen. 7-5'. 'Finally. He got up to leave Sara's fire escape and off to the mansion. I will contact you when needed.php? action=add&storyid='+storyid. rubbing his fingers against the scar on his hand..broken? In addition. maybe soon he thought as he tore his eyes away from Sara. } else if . var chapter = 47. } else if (sel_value == 'fs') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/fav_add. } else if (sel_value == 'c2') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/c2_addstory. "Sir we have a problem." The guard informed. var categoryid = 428. He was going to be able to be doing something rather than sitting and watching.470). var chapters = 66. var datep = '05-21-02'. now!" Irons barked into the phone before slamming the receiver down.' href='#'>Review this Chapter <FORM name=myselect> <SCRIPT type='text/javascript'> var storyid = 789263. Irons forgetting that he still cradled the phone in his hand. another Periculum? "What shall I do master?" Nottingham broke through the silence.560.php?storyid='+storyid+'&chapter='+chapter+'&storytextid=2819674'. Believing that the caller was Nottingham he picked up without answering. "Stay there and continue to watch over her.net'. Irons leaned back into his chair. var summary = 'How deep is Sara and Ian_connection? A meeting long over due.php? categoryid='+categoryid+'&chapter='+chapter+'&storyid='+storyid+'&title='+title." Irons hung up before Nottingham could respond.560. Nottingham's cell phone vibrated in his pocket. A wicked grin crossed his lips. "We found the two gate guards unconscious.560. Though stealing one last glance at Sara's prone body. var logind = 'http://login. var words = 139577. an escape. 'What was the Witchblade up to?' he wondered. he preferred a more hands on approach. His eyes widen when he finally realized. var author = 'Spin11'.. "And?" Irons growing impatience was evident in his voice." Irons ordered then hung up.' he thought. function select_drop(sel_value) { var rev = 1." "What evidence brought you to this conclusion?" Irons sat up in his chair as apprehension ran down his spine. and we found a wheelchair hidden in the bushes a few feet away from the entrance. Irons' mind quickly began to piece things together. var title_t = 'Revelation'. why was the blade being so active? Could it be another test.470).' Irons thought as he ran a shaky hand through his hair. He picked up the phone again and dialed the familiar number.510) . Nottingham grinned grateful to be relieved from his vigilant duties. Irons?" To his surprise. } else if (sel_value == 'abuse') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/report. 'This was no break in it was a break out. var cat_title = 'Witchblade'. "Mr.

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Chapter: 48 ~*~ Faith pulled up along side of Gabriel's building. She turned the car off and looked over at Ian who had fallen asleep during the short ride. She hated to wake him but they needed to get inside and he had some wounds that required some serious attention. Faith looked out the car window to stare up at the building. She was a bit apprehensive that Gabriel was going to help her out. She had not given him the full details over the phone. Only that she was in need of his help. Apparently, it was enough to convince him to offer his assistance. 'This would be so much easier if I hadn't agreed to watch over this Sara Pezzini.' She sighed. However, she had agreed and she was going to keep her promise to Ian. Faith got out of the car, walked over the passenger side, and opened the door. She knelt besides Ian, pushing a stray lock of hair behind his ear. She cupped his face and gently called out his name, "Ian," attempting to rouse sleeping beauty. When he did not respond she moved her hand to his shoulder and lightly shook him careful not to scare him. "Ian wake up." She called out again a soft groan escaped his lips and Ian slowly opened his eyes.

Faith smiled at him and said, "Wake up Ian where here." "Where is here?" He asked still drowsy from sleep. "The friend I was telling you about. This is where he lives. Come on let's get you inside." Faith helped Ian out of the car and up to Gabriel's apartment. When they finally reached their destination, she leaned Ian against the wall near the apartment door. Ian blinked several times and narrowed his eyes trying to read the sign on the door, 'Talismanic'. Faith raised her arm, ready to pound on the door when Ian stopped her. "Wait! How do you know Gabriel Bowman?" Faith lowered her arm and turned her head to stare at Ian. "He's helped me with a few acquisitions in the past. Why?" How do you know Gabriel Bowman?" Faith narrowed her eyes on Ian. She sees that he was holding back, something he was not telling her. "Faith I trust you but I don't think this is a good idea." "Ian I don't know how you know Gabriel but believe me you're going to tell me, later. For now, we have no other choice. Gabriel's a good friend and I trust him." Faith banged on the door until she was sure Gabe heard her. "Who is it?' "Its me, Faith! Open up." "Faith you don't understand." Ian's words were ignored. He stopped when the locks turned and the door flew open. The young entrepreneur sported a huge smile on his face. He walked out and engulfed Faith into a hug. For a brief moment, it was a sweet reunion until Gabe's eyes landed on the dark figure leaning against the wall. "Whoa what the hell?" Gabe yelled as he pushed away from Faith's arms. He raised both hands, his fingers pointing at Ian, "Keep that psycho freak away from me!" Gabe staggered backwards. Faith reached out for Gabe, trying to reassure him that it was okay, "Gabriel wait!" The startled man started to back away into his apartment all the while mumbling 'no, no way' over and over. Faith's head snapped as she turned her attention from Gabriel to Ian, giving him a scathing look. Faith narrowed her eyes and said, "Ian Christian Nottingham, just what the hell did you do to him?" Ian innocently looked back. "I tried to tell you." He shrugged his shoulders, hearing Gabriel muttering under his breath somewhere in the apartment. He tried to continue but Faith raised her hand, halting whatever else, he was going to say. "We are going to have a serious talk later." A conversation needed to be discussed inside and not out in the hallway. Now she needed to somehow convince Gabriel to help her. Ironic how earlier she was afraid that Gabe wouldn't help her, but after seeing her friend's reaction she would be surprised if he did. If by some chance he was still willing to help then she was definitely going to need a serious talk with him as well. For now, she needed to get Ian inside and settled. Faith was grateful that Gabe hadn't closed the door on her face. At least it meant he wasn't going to shut her out completely. Faith reached over to Ian, wrapping an arm around his waist while he wrapped his arm over her shoulders. With a grunt, he pushed off from the wall and let Faith support most of his weight. As they slowly made their way in Faith whispered, "You have a lot of explaining to do." Ian nodded. For now all he wanted to do was make it in, hold out long enough to find a chair and collapse in it. Gabe stopped pacing the floor of his workshop and looked up to see Faith helping Ian inside. He stood there for a moment, contemplating on what he should do. He stared from Faith to Ian and back to Faith again. They had been friends for a while now and he trusted her. Perhaps if Faith was willing to trust Ian Nottingham maybe he could push aside his differences and help. Faith was a good friend she wouldn't place him in a dangerous

situation, intentionally. Would she? Gabe gulped at the thought then shook his head, 'no I can trust Faith,' he thought. Against his own better judgment, Gabe quickly closed the door behind them and locked it. Then he made his way on the other side of Ian, took his arm and wrapped it around his shoulders. Ian nodded his appreciation after they settled him in an empty chair near Gabe's computer desk. Gabe nodded in return but still kept his distance by taking a few steps back. Faith took off her coat. Gabe froze, eyes widen when he seen the apparatus on Faith's arms. 'God I hope I wasn't wrong in trusting Faith.' Gabe prayed as his doubts ran through his mind. Faith sensed Gabriel's uneasiness and followed his gaze down to her arms. She rolled her eyes, with a little shake of her head, she quickly took her weapons off, and placed them on the coat she laid on the desk. She moved over to Ian to check how he was holding up. She had to admit he was looking better but not by much. "I'll be right back, guys." Faith got up and headed for the door. "Where are you going?" Both men questioned. Gabe's voice was a little shaky. He was rather reluctant to be left alone with Ian Nottingham. Even though the aforementioned assassin looked rather worn down and exhausted. However, he was not sure what the man was capable of even in his current condition. "Easy guys I'll be right back. I just need to grab a few things from the car. Behave while I'm gone." Faith warned before running out of the apartment. The door closed behind her with a loud thud. Gabe stared at the closed door then turned to look at Ian. Quickly Gabriel began wandering absently around the room, fixing and rearranging items around his workshop, all the while keeping a wary eye on Nottingham. "Don't worry Mr. Bowman I won't hurt you." Ian's soft voice was uncharacteristic to Gabe's ears. Making him feel I little more nervous then usual. This was not the same brooding man that threatened him months ago. The man sitting in his chair was beat and a bit dejected. 'Just what the hell happened to him?' Gabe thought. "Well forgive me but you can't really blame for my nervousness, can you? From what I recall you practically threatened me to stay away from Sara. If I didn't you'd have my head. I mean that is the first impression you were going for right, Nottingham. Or could I have been mistaken?" Gabe continued to ramble. Not knowing where the sudden burst of energy came from. "I'm sorry if I'm being rude but that's not something one forgets." Gabe ran a shaky hand through his hair. "By the way you forgot your shrunken head. You did pay for it." Gabe added, why he did was beyond him. A small smile crept across Ian's face taking a notice of the daring in the young man's voice. Ian continued to listen as he remembered their first encounter. He was sent by Irons with one purpose in mind to persuade the Bowman child, as Irons had put it, from helping Sara learn anything dealing with the Witchblade. Irons wanted to sever off any other outlet of knowledge pertaining towards the Witchblade, leaving him the sole provider of such information. Ian had followed through on Irons' orders by visiting Gabriel, provided some money, and a warning to stay away from Sara. He was sure the young man took heed of his warning. However, Ian was surprised when he seen Gabriel openly talking to Sara in front to the precinct the next day. He had told her about Ian's visit and the supposed threat on his life. When asked why he still came to her his answer was simple, 'Cause I pick my own friends.' In addition, his fascination with the strange and arcane peaked when he found out that Sara

actually possessed the Witchblade. The two quickly became friends and Gabriel continued to provide his assistance when it came to the Witchblade or anything else he could help with. Ian had to admire the younger man's daring. Not many went against Irons and lived. There was also a hint of jealousy as well. Here was a man that gained not only Sara's trust but also her friendship and love. Something Ian had wanted to achieve. However, he knew it was impossible. On the other end, Ian was grateful that Sara had someone like Gabriel Bowman as a friend. Not many could handle Sara Pezzini, which was why she had so little friends. The young man had a courageous spirit and showed a sense of loyalty when it came to Sara. He was the kind of friend Sara needed. Someone strong and wouldn't be put off by her passionate attitude. However, the boy's sarcastic mouth and tenacious attitude could get him into more trouble then its worth. Ian never confronted Gabriel again. Instead, he took the opportunity by using Gabriel as an outlet to pass important information regarding the Witchblade to Sara. Information that could not be so easily found on the Internet. However, no one knew what Ian was doing. He could not risk Irons' ire and Sara would only doubt the worthiness of the information thinking it was another ploy from Irons to control the Witchblade. "You can keep your head. I never wanted it in the first place." Ian finally said. Gabe stared at Ian not knowing if he was talking about his or the shrunken head. Somehow, he had a feeling it was the former that Ian was referring. Gabe swallowed the lump in his throat and reached for his neck. Before Gabe could say anything Faith walked back into the apartment, locking the door behind her. Faith stared between the two before moving over to Ian. Shaking the feeling, that something had happened while she was gone. She knelt in front of Ian the medical bag in one hand and a shirt, she had found in the trunk, in the other. "I've got to stitch up some of your wounds." Ian nodded his head. Faith turned her attention to Gabriel. "Gabe I know I'm asking for a lot but I need your help. You are the only one I know that I can trust. Look I promise I'll explain what's going on but I need to know now if you're going to help me, us?" Faith pleaded. <a class='positive' onClick='select_drop("review");' href='#'>Review this Chapter <FORM name=myselect> <SCRIPT type='text/javascript'> var storyid = 789263; var chapter = 48; var chapters = 66; var words = 139577; var userid = 177956; var title = 'Revelation'; var title_t = 'Revelation'; var summary = 'How deep is Sara and Ian_connection? A meeting long over due... 7-5'; var categoryid = 428; var cat_title = 'Witchblade'; var datep = '05-21-02'; var dateu = '07-05-04'; var author = 'Spin11'; function select_drop(sel_value) { var rev = 1; var logind = 'http://login.fanfiction.net'; var review_url = '/review.php?storyid='+storyid+'&chapter='+chapter+'&storytextid=2825453'; var toast; if(sel_value == 'review') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/review.php? storyid='+storyid+'&chapter='+chapter+'&storytextid=2825453',560,470); } else if (sel_value == 'abuse') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/report.php? categoryid='+categoryid+'&chapter='+chapter+'&storyid='+storyid+'&title='+title,560,510) ; } else if (sel_value == 'c2') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/c2_addstory.php? action=add&storyid='+storyid,560,470); } else if (sel_value == 'fs') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/fav_add.php?add_favstory=1&storyid='+storyid,560,470); } else if (sel_value == 'fa') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/fav_add.php? add_favauthor=1&storyid='+storyid,560,470); } else if (sel_value == 'aa') { toast = xwindow(logind+'/fav_add.php?add_authoralert=1&storyid='+storyid,560,470); } else if

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Chapter: 49 In all the years, he had known Faith this was the first time Gabriel had seen her show any signs of weakness. He looked from Faith to the man barely hanging on in his chair. 'Nottingham must mean a great deal to her.' He thought. Several different scenarios ran through his mind, most were not good. Nevertheless, hearing the plea in Faith's voice did him in. He always held a soft spot for her, who was he kidding; he pretty much has a schoolboy crush on the woman. How could he let her down by saying no? Gabe nodded, "Of course I'll help you, Faith. On one condition, you tell me everything. I mean it. I want a full explanation, deal?" Faith let out the breath she had been holding and smiled, "You don't know how grateful I am. Thank you Gabriel. I promise to tell you everything but for now help me with him. He's got some pretty nasty wounds that need stitching and I have to clean him up." "You can use my bed. Hold on let me clear it up for you." Gabe disappeared behind a door. A minute later, he reappeared and helped Faith guide Ian to the bedroom. They entered and Faith stared at the chaotic state of his room. She snorted at Gabe's meaning of 'clearing things up.' He must have just run an arm across the bed, pushing anything that was on it onto the floor. Pillows, blankets, and sheets, with some of the corners still tucked under the mattress, were tossed to the floor. Articles upon articles of clothes were everywhere. "Very

nice, Gabe." He caught Faith's knowing look, "Hey I'm a bachelor I'm allowed to be messy." Faith just rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Grab the discarded sheet and lay it across the bed. I'm going to have to clean him up and I don't want to ruin your bed." Gabe quickly covered the bed as best as he could and returned to Ian's side. Before settling Ian down onto the bed, Faith made quick work on removing his shoes and clothes. Gabe stared appalled at the condition the assassin was in. Blood, bruises, and cuts all covered Ian's naked body. Gabe was sure there was not one part of flesh that was not untouched. "Gabriel? Gabriel!" Faith yelled snapping Gabe out of his stunned stupor. "What?" he uttered. "I need to clean up some of this blood. Could you please fill up a large basin full of warm soapy water and I need some wash cloths?" Gabe shook his head, mumbling a 'yeah sure' and disappeared into his bathroom. Gabe soon returned with the water and handful of towels draped over his shoulder. Ian sat on the bed, his hands gripping the edge as he held himself erect. Gabe knelt down on the ground, placing the basin between him and Faith. He handed her half of the washcloths and towels while he kept the rest. Faith watched as Gabe wrings the cloth of extra water and reach for Ian's right arm. Faith reached out with her hand, "Gabriel you don't have to do this I got it." He turned his eyes on Faith, "I offered my help, Faith. It, uh, extends to him too if he'll accept it?" Gabe motioned his head towards Ian. Who was a bit surprised at the young man's offer? "Thank you Mr. Bowman." Ian whispered. "Thanks, Gabe. But you really don't have to do this." Faith was giving him a way out in case he had changed his mind. Gabe grinned and motioned his head towards Ian, "You get that side and I'll get this." "Alright just be gentle. He's sporting some mean bruises and a few cuts but the worst wounds are on his back. Just clean off as much as you can." "Just be quick about it. I don't know how long I can hold myself up." Ian added. After three basins of soiled water and blood soaked washcloths, Faith began to unwrap the redden bandages around Ian's body. Gabe stood frozen in his spot, watching Faith meticulously separate the bandages, slowly exposing flesh. Gabe nearly threw up at the site. He forced his eyes closed, forcing down the bile that had risen to his throat. After several deep breaths, Gabe opened his eyes and stared shockingly at Nottingham's back. It was a terrible site of marred flesh, new and old scars, and deeply opened wounds. "Holy shit," Gabe whispered as he finally found his voice, "What happened to him?" Faith bunched up the soiled bandages and threw it into the small trash bin near the bed. Gabe could see her face-harden and her jaw clenched. "Irons!" She finally spat out as she guided Ian onto the bed face down. She took another washcloth and quickly began to clean as much as she could of Ian's bloody back. "Why? I mean Nottingham it this supposed assassin. I never thought anyone could get a drop on him, let alone Irons." Gabe asked dumbfounded. Up until now, he thought Nottingham was practically bulletproofed, invincible, and plainly indestructible. Gabe's image of the dark assassin was washed away like the bowls of pinkish water he been dumping down the drain. Nottingham was human after all and surprisingly he could not help but feel sorry for the guy. Faith shook her head, "I have an idea why this happened to him but the events that lead him up to this is beyond me. I'll have to wait until he tells me what happened. As for Irons," Faith sighed, "never underestimate Kenneth Irons. He has his ways when dealing with difficult situations." Faith dropped the used cloth into the basin. Gabe picked it up and headed for the bathroom. "Sounds like you know Irons pretty well." He threw over his shoulder. Faith could sense Gabe's curiosity.

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Using his eager tongue to explore and probe her mouth. she noticed how he kept his distance. Gabe could not help but stare deeply into the navel pools of her eyes. she knelt forward. "damn straight I will. Teasing them to open and when she finally did he wasted not time to delve deeper. She pulled back slightly in his arms and rewarded Gabe with one of her beautiful smiles. how they responded to each other.glance at Gabe standing by the door. "I love you. Then I'll meet you in the kitchen. He stared from her lips to her eyes then back to her lips again. I want you to be on your best behavior while I'm gone and don't be a pain in the ass. Before standing up." She whispered into his ear. lost in the kiss." He amusingly replied. Faith leaned in and whispered. "Hey he's going to be okay. The pangs of reality began to tap her on her shoulder. "How about that ." Ian was about to interrupt but Faith cut him off and continued. She reached out and placed the loose locks behind his ear." she sighed her features had turned serious." Faith felt Gabe's hand on her shoulder. "Now I don't know what happened between you and Gabriel though I will find out. it grew on him and it became something special. all right?" Ian smirked and nodded his head. The need for air and the necessity to stop finally gave Faith the willpower to break the kiss. "However he's been more then willing to help us out. Probably it was a mixture of both. The image of his battered body hanging by those chains was still fresh in her mind. No one but Faith had called him that. "Yeah okay. watching as he slept. placing a kiss on Ian's forehead. he had hated it but over time. She continued to caress his face giving her the reassurance that he was here and indeed alive. Faith could not help but laugh. She pulled back and lowered her head. he felt. Ian. You're my angel. She let her fingers trace his eyebrow and then down his bearded cheek." It was barely a whisper but Gabe could not help but over hear what she said. I'll be right out. With half of his face buried into the mattress." Faith injected the contents of the syringe and moments later Ian was knocked out. "I'm your angel. Something that only they would share. Sleep well. He smiled at the endearment. At first. Without giving Gabe the chance to say or do anything Faith breathlessly said. The sweet and innocent kiss quickly heated up as Gabe's tongue traced her lips. Before leaving Faith was going to find out what happened between those two. he stood there watching the way she treated him." She said. angel. I'm just going to freshen up a bit. Faith's smile faded as Gabe leaned in. She gently laid her hand on his cheek. "Look I'm going to make us some coffee. "Oh Ian. She was not sure if it was to give them some space or a head start just in case he needed to make a run for the door. He paused in his decent giving Faith time to back out. "Are you still going to give me the sedative?" Ian asked curiously." Ian rolled his eye and groaned. There was definitely something there. Tears began to roll down her face thinking how close she came to losing him." Gabe offered trying to hide the pang of disappointment. He should have known. all right. "Thank you. Ian attempted the 'look. she had changed her mind. She pulled the blanket higher on his body. It was her nickname for him." Gabe started for the door but Faith stopped him.' Faith's features soften and she frowned. She nodded her head and wiped away the tears. Hoping. "I'll be back as soon as I can. Ian. She continued to kneel besides him. When she showed no signs Gabe closed the distance and lightly pressed his soft lips against hers. "That's right. He turned to see the weary look in her eyes and Gabe pulled her to his arms and gave her a tight hug. Faith moaned.

He wrapped his left arm across his chest while he nervously bit down on his right thumbnail. Gabe greeted her when she turned around. He realized he was giving just a little too much information. "Angel? Gabriel!" "Huh?" He stared at her. running the back of her hand down his face. They both stood there in an uncomfortable silence. she knew that in her heart nothing more was going to come out of it. it hit him. The tension had finally gotten to Faith first." Gabe caught Faith's surprised expression. Gabe nodded his head in agreement and led her to the kitchen. yeah I'll just. "The Coffee?" "Coffee? Oh right. "But I digress. Did he really just kiss Faith? He pursed his lips together and the distinctive taste of her still lingered. he could not believe what just happened. Bowman?' His mind began to reel he did not hear Faith." 'Coffee?' It took a minute for Gabe's clouded mind too clear. they kissed all right and what and incredible kiss it was. When it did. I have had a crush on you of since the first day we met. watching and listening as Gabe animatedly spoke. He cleared his throat and started again. angel. his head down. only glancing at her occasionally. Mumbling under his breath. Wonder what she's going to do?" He worriedly sighed as he aimlessly wandered the kitchen. Faith quietly walked out of the room and closed the door behind her. "Smart move." "Hi. "Look Faith I'm not going to apologize for kissing you. Oh yeah. Perhaps if he had been older or she was younger then who knows what would have happen between them. 'Friend' she thought. You don't feel the same way as I do and I can accept that. However. Faith looked down at Ian and sat besides him. "We need to talk. Though her lips still tingled from the kiss. uh." Faith remained silent Gabe knew he had her full attention now. I mean I've even fantasized. Faith knew for sure that nothing but friendship was going to come out of their relationship. Faith had always known how he felt about her and it was quite flattering that someone actually felt that way towards her. "stupid Faith really stupid!" She headed toward the bathroom and attempted to cool off. Faith leaned back her seat. that I know it isn't possible. As much as I want something. His heart started to beat faster as it opened. She turned to stare at the closed door. Was it not just a matter of moments that Faith had told Ian she loved him? 'What are you doing. Unfortunately. She just hoped that he still wanted to remain in her life as a friend. I like you Faith. you know." was her reply. she just did not feel the same way. She heaved a sigh and tried to think about what she was going to say. Besides I . He turned to look at the closed bedroom door. Gabe shot up from his seat and began pacing in front of her. He turned around making his way out. I mean I really like you. On the other side was Gabriel. her friend. She emerged from the bathroom." She exclaimed. more to happen in our relationship. They sat down near the table and faced each other. Gabriel is her friend or was depending how things will turn out when she left the room. I'm not sorry that it happened. "Why should I be sorry for something I've wanted to do for years. her angel. "Stupid Bowman really stupid!" Faith watched as Gabe leaves the room and when she knew he was out of earshot. she muttered to herself." Gabe stammered. Gabe stole a glance at Ian's unconscious form and like a splash of cold water. Bowman. Faith started to speak but he quickly interrupted. She didn't want to hurt Gabriel's feelings but he needed to know where he stood in her life. "Hey. Cannot believe I made a pass.coffee.

Angel. That kiss is something I will never forget." Gabe trailed off as he stared at Faith's amused expression. "You're one hell of a kisser. Gabriel Bowman. The tension was gone and they were left in a comfortable silence. "Faith could I ask you a question?" "Sure" Faith gave him her undivided attention. "But that doesn't mean I don't love you. You're important to me and I would hate to lose you. I hope that this hasn't ruined our friendship. I'm not in love with Ian Nottingham. he glowed a bright red. "Really?" Faith nodded her head. "Here I was worried that I'd have to convince you that nothing more was going to come out of that kiss." She grinned at the bemused look on his face." He stared into those beautiful sapphire orbs of hers and knew she meant it. She reached forward and clasped his hands between hers. "Well the fact that I heard you tell Nottingham that you loved him is a given and it just appeared that you two share a history together. spill. I mean I did find out one important information. He tried to hide the disappointment and lowered his head. "Now. Faith caught his chin and lifted his head until his eyes locked with hers. Faith watched as the disappointment in his eyes disappeared only to be replaced first with acceptance then love. Well first things first. "I wouldn't say for nothing." Faith nodded as she hid the grin behind her hand. Faith. Angel. Faith took a cautious sip of her coffee before explaining.know you're in love with Nottingham. "Your right I do love Ian. "What's that?" "That you've fantasized about me." Gabe beamed proudly. "What?" "Are you done." . She knew then that everything between them was going to be okay. "About the kiss?" He sheepishly asked. Faith grinned." He knew there was no a chance but hearing it from her still hurt. "Sorry I didn't mean to eavesdrop but I overheard you telling him. "Angel. Gabriel Bowman." She indeed promised but she was not sure what to tell him. I can't. Whomever you end up with angel is going to be one lucky woman. Bowman?" "Yeah" Faith motioned him to sit back down." Faith's brows shot up and her eyes widen. angel. He looked questioningly at Faith's amused expression." Gabe began to blush and because of his fair complexion. He placed one down in front of her. Faith smiled. However. leaning in to stroke his cheek. "Okay Faith I think its time we had that talk now. You know the one where you tell me everything. Faith had a question for him while he poured out the coffee. You're a great friend and I don't want to lose you either. "So you mean I just spilt my guts out for nothing?" Faith smiled at his amused tone. about that cup of coffee?" Gabe sat up from his chair and made his way over to the counter to the coffee maker. I just assumed. Come on Bowman." Gabe exhaled as he finished." Gabe lifted his brows. look I've always known how you felt about me but as much as I want to return the feelings. angel I think you might have misunderstood. I mean I wouldn't be here if I didn't. "I love you. what makes you think I'm in love with Ian?" Gabe returned to the table with two mugs. "You are a true angel. 'Here it comes' Gabe thought. She leaned forward and placed a kiss on his cheek.

Mostly likely Ian was on orders from Irons." "Is he yours?" Faith averted her eyes. Her blonde hair against Nottingham's darker color. "It wouldn't happen to involve. slowly sipping her coffee. My relationship with Ian is rather. He had a feeling Faith was hiding something but he knew better then to probe deeper for information." Faith paused searching for the right word. "We're not of the same blood but we do share a sort of sibling bond." "Wait! You're his sister?" Gabe's mouth dropped open. Not once mentioning anything dealing with the Witchblade. "Actually I sent the information to Ian and he must have sent it to you. Seeing the curiosity on his face. Either he likes you or he's been using you. "Rumor has it that Nottingham is Kenneth Irons' son. Sara Pezzini is the current wielder of the blade?" Gabe turned in his chair. Her blue eyes in contrast to his brown. "So Ian threatened you to stay away from Det. you still went to see her." Faith downed the rest of her coffee and got up to refill her cup. Its just that now is not exactly the best time."You're not?" Faith shook her head. believe me when I say that Ian does not dish out idle threats. I just thought." "What exactly is this type of 'information' you've been helping Sara with?" Gabe remained silent. My love for Ian is solely based on how one should feel towards a brother. Hm." "Believe me angel when I tell you that Irons is not Ian Nottingham's biological father. "What? Faith the man threatened to kill me if I didn't stay away from Sara. did you get that dossier about Elizabeth Bronte? Was it helpful to the wielder?" "You sent that to me?" Faith nodded her head. "I mean you two looked I dunno. Gabe shook his head. In addition. there was something going on between you two. Nonchalantly. you know. He will make due on them if someone chooses to ignore it. a certain bracelet known as the Witchblade would it? Or the fact that Det. What happened between you and Ian?" Gabe started explaining his first and only meeting with the brooding assassin. They were complete opposites. helped her. It appeared she wasn't going to say anything more on that matter. Everything was just different. "Don't worry angel I'll satiate that curious mind of yours and tell you everything in due time. and if not he'd have your head. and ended up being friends. "Now its my turn. Ian must like you. "complicated. Faith leaned back against the counter. you still have your head." Things were starting to click but Gabe was still unsure. Though regardless of his threats. Don't get me wrong angel. Nevertheless. "How could he be using me if we've only met once. stop providing her with 'information'." "I'm very aware of that. "Tell me angel. that he should share anything about the Witchblade or that Sara was the wielder. a surprised look on his face. Though Faith was rather tall. However. "Does Irons look like father figure to you?" She said before taking a sip of her coffee. Pezzini." "You're right we do share a long history together but nothing intimate has ever happened between us. there was nothing he could see. his eyes narrowing as he tried to find some resemblance but found none." Gabe nearly choked on his coffee. your hacking skills are exceptional but honestly do you . Not sure. think about it Gabriel you still went to see Sara became friends with her and your head is still attached to your body. Faith added. oh I don't know. You could say we've grown up together. Okay?" Gabe reluctantly agreed.

He won't do anything to you. which was a very dangerous place to be." "Besides he's sedated. Now it is my turn until Ian gets better. After fastening the last strap he asked. I did not realize you were the 'angelic messenger' Ian was referring. Faith kept that little secret to herself. They are left both emotionally and physically scarred. function select_drop(sel_value) ." "That's a comforting thought. from what I've heard Nottingham has been stalking Sara. He'll be out for a few hours. "Have you ever. "Why did you want me to stand here?" Faith gladly showed him. <a class='positive' onClick='select_drop("review"). var categoryid = 428. However." he looked down are her bare right wrist.eyed as the long blade slide out. angel.' href='#'>Review this Chapter <FORM name=myselect> <SCRIPT type='text/javascript'> var storyid = 789263." Faith wrote down the number." Gabe watched as the door closed behind her. "I have to go. Now remember no one knows he's here and I'd like to keep it that way. Angel. Gabe helped Faith into her coat. "Now don't get mad. Call me if something happens." "Just how much do you know about the Witchblade?" "I know enough. and angry all at the same time." Gabe shot up from his seat. directly in front. Help me with this will you. "Oh that's why. you know that the blade is not kind to pretenders.. var words = 139577. "She sees it as stalking. Believe me he has been protecting her. var userid = 177956." She handed him one of her weapons." She vaguely answered. var author = 'Spin11'." After fastening the last strap on the second device. var title_t = 'Revelation'. I see it as protecting. var title = 'Revelation'. angel. Before he could say anything. She turned her arm over so he could secure the straps but immediately stopped him when she noticed where he was standing. "I can't stay. I gave Ian my word that I would watch over Sara. Both Nottingham and Faith had used him. var chapters = 66. "Ah. Here is my cell number. var cat_title = 'Witchblade'. "I have to go. "worn it?" "Angel. "Why can't you stay here? Where are you going?" Faith began explaining the details of the agreement between Ian and her. don't worry I've already told Ian to be on his best behavior." Gabe reluctantly nodded his head. She could only guess how Gabe was going to react in knowing that his friend might be in danger. grateful. var dateu = '07-05-04'. Faith placed her empty mug in the sink and said..think information such as that could be easily found on the Internet?" Gabe felt confused. "It would be safer if you stepped over to the side. "Wait a minute you're not leaving me here alone with Nottingham are you?" Gabe followed Faith back to the computer desk where she had left her coat and weapons." Faith shook her head. and it scared the shit out of Ian to know he was out there watching over Sara. Gabe stared wide. Do I look like I've been scarred in any way?" Gabe had a feeling that she was trying to avoid answering him. "I'll be back as soon as I can. var datep = '0521-02'." Gabe shrugged his shoulders and did as told. var chapter = 50. var summary = 'How deep is Sara and Ian_connection? A meeting long over due. "I meant if something happens to Ian. Irons are not the only evil element that wants to control the Witchblade and its wielder. If I didn't he would have gone himself battered body and all. all right. She rolled her eyes at the worried expression on Gabe's face. 7-5'." Plus there was the fact that there was some crazed clone with a short fuse out on the loose.

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No. Unfortunately. His arms felt as if they were going to rip out of his body. "" Immo groaned as he tried to move. Faith pressed closer to the wall as the clone unknowingly passed her.at home. She had returned for Ian but how did she know? It was obvious Ian had known about Faith. "I can see that. Irons quickly got up from his seat and made his way down to the lab. "Immo wake up! What happened?" Irons patience was waning. The tapings of the cane echoed loudly in the sterile hallway. Not soon. Apprehension ran down his spine as he punched in the pass code. after much coaxing Immo started to stir. Finally. Now. Irons began tapping against Immo's chest eager for the man to regain conscious. His eyes widen at the possible realization. What I don't understand is how Ian was able to escape?" Irons tucked the handle of the cane under Immo's chin and lifted his face.. Although one important question needed to be answered. Without waiting for Nottingham's return. 'Faith. How long had Ian known about Faith? These were questions that he was determined to find out. 'Wonder if Irons had found Immo yet?' Faith thought. Dr. Immo was not stupid enough to go against him. There could have only been one person who would risk their life to save Ian. "Faith. It was strange seeing Ian's clone. until Immo was found Irons was stuck with questions and speculations. He started towards the torture room. heading back to the mansion.' a name he thought he'd never hear again. By the time she had reached Sara's fire escape the car was gone. What had she been doing all these years? Why she came back was easy enough to answer. Immo?" When he didn't respond Irons began slapping the side of Immo's face. Immo. The man was chained up and unconscious. and Ian who else would know where to look? Who else would have the knowledge about what lay deep within the mansion? Suddenly a thought occurred to him. someone else had helped Ian. he knew the explanation why Immo could not be found. Dr. She waited until the taillights of the car grow distant before stepping out of the shadows. his wrists felt like they were burning and that his head was about to explode. "After all these years she has risen from the dead and finally returned home. "Uh. She watched him walk down the street to his car. It was no secret that Immo held s soft spot for the boy but would he go far enough to go against Irons? Would he have taken Ian out of the mansion and somewhere safe? 'No' Irons thought. "Who took him?" Immo stared back through half lidded eyes and blurted out the one word. his suspicions were correct. Faith watched from the alley across the street from Sara's building." So many questions began running through his mind. His shock was evident as he gasped from what he found." Immo groggily replied. Irons reached forward. he was the only person who could verify Irons suspicions. after she had arrived the clone received a call and prepared to leave. Irons considered the possibilities of Immo's involvement in Ian's escape. "Immo!" Irons voice grew louder. He stood back as the doors hissed and unlocked. Irons hasten his steps after passing Immo's empty lab. This surprisingly did not take long. Using the handle of the cane. Calls were attempted but there were no answer to his office or from his cell. The doctor valued his life and would do anything to preserve it. He had to find Immo. "Dr. Immo. grabbing the side of the door and pulling it back. Besides himself. Even without the . She stood in the shadows while waiting for the other to leave. Irons walked up to Immo's unconscious form." So. "Where are they now?" ~*~ Faith had immediately spotted Ian's clone perched on Sara's fire escape when she had first arrived.

She would not be surprised if Ian was actually in love with Sara Pezzini. Sara did not think to . looking at all the things that adorn Sara's apartment. from what she had learned so far. It has been years since she had seen the powerful weapon and from the looks of it. That in itself was dangerous. A predator without fear. She knew never to question the blade's motives but instead act upon them. the blade hadn't forgotten her either. Scanning the apartment. A soft click was heard and the window slightly opened. Faith stopped half way when noticed a silver ring on the nightstand. the resemblances were uncanny but that was as far as the likeness went. She could tell not only in the way that he looked but also in the way he held himself. Overly confidant. Everything that Immo had told her and if what he said was true this thing. Moreover. Faith spared a glance at Sara's prone form. why did Sara have it? Did Ian give it to her? 'No. Occasionally Faith would stop to study the many photographs that were spread out across the loft. Cautiously touching. It did not take a rocket scientist to figure that one. From the looks of Sara's toned body and the obvious beaten look of the bag the woman must be in exceptional shape. Faith knew that Ian had some deep feelings for the woman. walked. all the while keeping a watchful eye on the blade. There on the bed was Sara. Before entering she looked around making sure no one was watching her. without knowing why Faith nodded in response and immediately obeyed. The same ring that he had since he was a child. it gave off a light pinkish hue. Nevertheless. Who could possible be able to stop him then? Faith caught a red glint from the corner of her eye. familiarizing herself with her surroundings. Pezzini for a sparring session. Faith absently reached forward to place her palm against the glass. She turned her head to look into the apartment. aimlessly wandering from one end of the loft to the other. The glow dimmed as if it was inviting her in. She reached out to steady the swaying bag before moving over to the bed. She picked it up. A very dangerous combination. All the while thinking.beard. In the corner Faith had eyed a set of drums and a guitar lying against the near by wall.' she thought. moved. The clone held a sort of feral aura. opening it wider. Silently she began to move around the apartment. Faith instead gave it a playful jab. letting her eyes adjust to the darkness. tilting her head as she studied the design. and unlike the red protective glow that lit up while Nottingham was around. 'who the hell was that?' Faith quietly crept in and closed the window behind her. wielder of the Witchblade. Faith grinned at the thought of asking Ms. Faith cautiously pushed at the window. All anyone would have to do was look into his eyes. arrogant. Perhaps not now but very soon. this freak of scientific nature was going to snap. 'Now that would be fun. She stood there for a moment. the very one that he never took off. and undisciplined. and the continued way she thrashed about Faith knew that she was caught in some sort of dream or vision. Though Ian had never delved any information of the type of relationship he had with the wielder. They are the doors to his soul. The blade grew brighter on Sara's wrist. Suppressing the urge to take her frustration out on the inanimate object. she now understood why Ian was so fearful of this one. the terrifying thought that kept popping up into her mind was that this thing was physically superior to Ian. She then moved over to the heavy bag that was set in another corner. Wonder who Ian will bet on?' she amusingly wondered. Nevertheless. The figure nodded his head. Her eyes stopped at the lone figure standing underneath the streetlamp. Immediately she knew it was Ian's ring. without limits. Although Faith only watched from a distance. capturing Faith's attention.

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s. This was definitely way beyond her confusion tolerance. it had taken away her control." Elizabeth narrowed her eyes on Sara a bit confused. 'livejournal'. Nevertheless. Sara had been forced to share a first person point of view when it came to Cathain's memories.addtoany. I mean what a way to wake up." Elizabeth added. "What I mean is that will I. Sara.google. He was meant for Cathain. Sara. s). we be sharing your body?" Elizabeth eyes widen as the realization set in. Especially a man like Ewan?" Elizabeth amusingly teased. Something she cherished considerably. "I also believe that this little trip will help you better understand the relationship between Irons and Ian. ultimately in the end it is all up to you Sara. 'facebook'. 'delicious']. Sara. "Hey I'm not complaining.com/js/plusone." Sara tried hard to keep her anger in check but that didn't stop the frustration from lacing her voice. Elizabeth couldn't really blame her." "What do you mean? I thought you said you could help me. "Don't worry my dear your questions will be answered in due time. "Shall we my dear?" Elizabeth reached for the handle and was about to open it when Sara unexpectedly stopped her. was more then just a bit unnerving for her.js'></script> Chapter: 52 ~*~ "How can you help me with Irons?" Sara asked a bit skeptical that Elizabeth could be of any help to her. 'google_gmail'. Elizabeth.document. "It all depends on you.prioritize = ['blogger_post'. "But it just didn't feel right. Just remember to keep an opened mind and you will do just fine. })(). right?" Sara paused trying to find the right words. How you perceive this entire dream will determine how you mold your relationship with your destined protector. a2a_config. "No. 'wordpress'. </script> <script type='text/javascript' src='http://static. "Anything is possible in the world of the Witchblade. Sara flushed at the memory of waking up in Ewan's arms. "Wait!" "What's wrong Sara?" "Uh. 'email'." Elizabeth grinned at Sara's confused look.getElementsByTagName('script')[0]. </script> <script type='text/javascript'> var a2a_config = a2a_config || {}." The same goes as how Ian is meant for you but Elizabeth did not mention . 'twitter'." "How is that possible? I mean no offense but didn't you die in the late 1950's? How would you know anything about the relationship between Ian and Irons?" Sara questioned." Suddenly a door magically appeared out of nowhere. I said that 'I believe I can help' and I can. 'google_reader'. 'read_it_later'." Elizabeth calmly added. uh. out of curiosity will I be riding shot gun through out this ride. I don't know how to explain it.js'></script> <script type='text/javascript' src='http://apis. as Christian was meant of me.com/menu/page. "But.parentNode. 'google_buzz'. "What's wrong Sara didn't you like waking up in the arms of a handsome man." "Its because Ewan was not meant for you. 'instapaper'. The look on Sara's face made it obvious that the experience.insertBefore(ga. though necessary.

"Ironically. He was determined. Pezzini." Elizabeth's voice took on a sad note. She let out a sigh of relief remembering that this was a dream and her presence here held no significance. Sometimes what we thought was the right choice could cause drastic repercussions. Every time she looked into Ewan's eyes. Seeing the doubts in Sara's eyes Elizabeth spoke. it had been essential for her purpose." Elizabeth briefly lowered her eyes. the right path is not always the best chosen course of action. Christian and I shared a history before the Witchblade. Sara. realizing that she had spoken aloud. She turned around and immediately fell into Elizabeth's warm embrace. Death had a way of sneaking in and interrupting life. The love was there but they were not directed towards her but to Cathain. . However. "Remember watch with an open mind and learn. She looked around the room but no one had paid any attention to her. saying that we were soul mates and that we were meant to be together. She was pushing him away to protect him. We grew up together in small town near London. "we did not have much time to indulge in our newfound love. "What was Christian like?" Sara curiously asked. All the while Kenneth followed closely behind. it was because of death that had brought us back together after years apart. 'She's right' Sara thought. Both woman passed through door and were immediately transported into another room. sliding down her face. she was in a large room filled with people wearing black. Again. very confidant." Sara said. Sara scanned the room for Elizabeth and found her just walking in through the doorway and to her surprise. as I said he was very confident. "They say a picture is worth a thousand words." "Did you two ever date?" "No. Nevertheless. Elizabeth tapped the young woman on her shoulder. "You know Sara sometimes the what we think is the right choice." A tear had managed to escape Elizabeth's eye. From her quick assessment. Those tender hazel eyes weren't meant for her but for someone else. "Christian was how should I put it. How was I to know it had turned out to be true. trustworthy. She was only allowed to watch and learn. see those familiar hazel eyes will it reflect those same feelings? 'Don't count on it. "What the fuck?" Sara quickly covered her mouth.that to Sara. Elizabeth looked up. Nothing but friendship came out of our relationship. Sara could not help but wonder if the next time she. "He was a cocky bastard. intelligent. Of course back then I never believed in such rubbish. That he would love no one but me.' She wouldn't be too surprised if he hated her now especially with the way they had parted earlier that night. Sara blinked a few times to clear the haziness and focus to where she was. Sara. She had said some pretty harsh things to him in the past but last night was probably the worst. Elizabeth maneuvered around the crowded room until she found the person she was looking for. from my mistakes. Unfortunately. Sara had to shield her eyes from the bright light. Unlike Cathain and Ewan. evidence of her pain replaced with mirth and love. I think it is best if I showed you. to hide the ever-familiar pain that reflected there. I was this sophisticated college student who only had eyes for older men and he was this gawky teenage boy who had a crush on me. Remember every thing we do now has a direct effect on the future. Unique in his own right." Elizabeth chuckled at the memory of her beloved. She was unsure if Sara was ready to accept it yet." Elizabeth turned the knob and pushed open the door. and strong both physically and mentally. loyal." "I don't understand. Kenneth Irons followed close behind.

Beth has been away from us for such a long time. "I'm sorry Beth." "Unfortunately. Her eyes shifted to the figure behind Elizabeth. It is a shame that he had to die in a car accident before they were able to marry. Relived that Elizabeth was here. I realized that I have been gone for too long but I am going to make it up. Elizabeth and Kenneth both turned around. His dark. However. By spending some time with what little friends and family. He was part of my security staff for Vorshlag. she had left. So how is it that you two know each other?" "Celeste? I'm sorry to interrupt but some one is insistent on seeing you. Something was very wrong." Elizabeth gently cupped her cheek. "Thank you Mr. "I'm sorry my love." The gentleman flashed an apologetic smile. Nottingham to a company soirée a few years ago in New York. "I'm sorry Beth I didn't mean it that way. However." "Don't you dare apologize to me. "How good to see you again. "Cel. Using her thumb to wipe the tears away as they slid down her face." Kenneth gave her hand a finally squeeze before letting go. Now. with the war finally over things are slowly going back to normal. He was just as tall as Kenneth. feeling a bit guilty. It truly is a great loss. I came as soon as I heard. I am sorry if I had made you feel uncomfortable. Then there were his eyes. and unlike the mustache many of the men were so fond of. Celeste was right she had been away for far too long and now that she had the time she was going to make the most of it. you are right young Winslow was a great man. "Oh it is quite alright Mr. Celeste quickly plastered a fake smile and shielded her eyes. "Ms. Nottingham. Nottingham.' Elizabeth tried to push the thought aside. You've been through a lot." A deep rich voice added from behind. "How is it that the two of you know each other?" Elizabeth asked curiously. Daniel was an exceptional employee. You had your reasons for leaving. Irons. Elizabeth narrowed her eyes as she noticed the rigid change in Celeste. I didn't mean to just." Elizabeth watched Celeste make her way into her father's old office and closing the door behind her." Kenneth moved from behind and reached forward to grasped Celeste's hand in both of his. curly mop of hair just barely passed his ears. please accept my deepest condolences for you and your family." Elizabeth smiled. Daniel was a wonderful man. He will surely be missed. Christian. How did she know Kenneth Irons? "Mr. I'm so sorry for your lose my dear. Indeed." "He was a great man. he has changed quite a bit. I thought you knew. I'm sorry." Celeste held the urge to rip her hand out of his grip. Irons. Christian sported a well-trimmed goatee. She returned her attention back to Kenneth. covering the hatred that bore deep within. "I apologize Mr. Immediately recognizing Kenneth Irons." Elizabeth held the young woman in her arms until her quivering shoulders stopped and her cries ceased. but perhaps a few inches shorter. we will discuss that matter for later." A small silence fell between them but there was no mistaking the tension that hung in the air. Celeste smiled weakly. Daniel had brought Ms. 'My God were they always this expressive?' Elizabeth thought as she stared . Kenneth placed a false smile on his face and said. "Well?" "Daniel Winslow was an employee of mine." "Excuse me for a moment. The man was in love with her even then. Irons I did not mean to impose on your conversation. The gawky teenager that she remembered was gone and here stood a man." Elizabeth finally added when she had enough of the silence. she still found herself staring at him. I told you stop apologizing. the woman had been her surrogate older sister. 'My."Celeste. Celeste." Elizabeth lowered her head.

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Her eyes still could not believe the changes he had gone through. He had seen the blade glow under her sleeve." He made his apologizes and headed off towards the study. Remembering how rough and callous his palms felt as he engulfed her petite hand into his.prioritize = ['blogger_post'. She is in your father's study. However. She rubbed the stone of the bracelet and images of Christian both the teenager she remembered and the man she was confronted by. Kenneth noticed too and a flash of irritation ran through his blue eyes. All the while oblivious that Irons was watching her. "I shall return with your drink my dear. Yet. "Chris your sister wishes to speak to you. Then there were those caramel eyes of his.com/js/plusone. Elizabeth watched as he lightly pressed his lips against her hand. Why had it reacted to Christian? Is he connected with the Witchblade somehow? So many questions and not enough answers. No jolt of electricity running up her arm or the soft glow of the blade. Elizabeth was so deep in thought that she didn't hear someone sneak up behind her. Eyes that never seem to change. The hard lines of his face told of a man who had gained much experience over time." Kenneth disappeared into the crowd. </script> <script type='text/javascript' src='http://static. 'email'. She's always known he had a crush on her. 'wordpress'. But quickly erased that thought from her mind remembering the tension between him and Christian. Now that she had the time. Elizabeth watched as he disappeared inside. 'read_it_later'. </script> <script type='text/javascript'> var a2a_config = a2a_config || {}." Kenneth took her right hand and kissed the back of it. He had also seen the look on Elizabeth's face as Christian greeted her. She just could not quite put her finger on it. Thank you. 'facebook'. They were still filled with life and laughter. his eyes darting between hers and the red eye of the blade. The squeak of his voice now replaced with a smooth.js'></script> Chapter: 53 Before they were able to delve into a conversation Christian was called away. as he held her gaze earlier she could not help but feel there was more hidden deep within. she was going to find out and uncover the truth. Even the light in his eyes had not dulled all these years. She wasn't surprised though she had learned early on that the blade does things on its own with out the wielder's consent.google. a2a_config. Nothing. . Perhaps she should ask Kenneth since he had a vast amount of knowledge pertaining to the Witchblade. 'livejournal'. "That would be wonderful. Questions began to rise and Irons was determined to find the answers. It was obvious she was taken by him.com/menu/page. showing that he had worked hard through out those years. Welcoming the small respite. Elizabeth turned to Kenneth and he quickly hid the annoyance from his face. 'delicious']. 'instapaper'.addtoany. 'google_reader'. 'twitter'. silky voice.})(). 'google_buzz'. Elizabeth exhaled and stared down at the quiet bracelet. There was something going on between those two but she was unsure what. It had not been the first time he looked at her with such adoration. there was spark that went beyond that.js'></script> <script type='text/javascript' src='http://apis. 'google_gmail'. Kenneth was furious. "Would you like something to drink my dear?" Elizabeth smiled and nodded her head. He smiled at her and released her hand.

"What was that. Celeste was quite surprised that unlike before Elizabeth seemed to welcome his engaging behavior. Christian noticed but he didn't say anything to her. Elizabeth smiled at them. I was sure you heard me coming but I was mistaken. no. I know there is a rogue hidden in there somewhere." Christian beamed. A combination of soap. "My humblest apologizes my lady for I did not mean to frighten you. Celeste knew better but she didn't say anything. It was a shame that Irons had to hamper their playfulness. seeing how much happier he was now that Elizabeth was here. She had been watching them from a distance." Christian wrapped an arm around her waist and kissed her forehead." Elizabeth shook her head. She took the glass of wine and instead of gulping it down like she wanted to. It wasn't cologne it was him. She did everything but roll her eyes shut as she inhaled deeply of the masculine scent. "Thank you Kenneth. She was just happy that she had her brother and now Elizabeth together in a time of need. it was Kenneth. her heart pounding against her chest. musk. Elizabeth hid her hands behind her back. "Like a good little dog." She informed him. The man has an amazing smile. again." He was so close that Elizabeth was able to smell his cologne. Christian. they needed to discuss such matters privately and as far away from Kenneth Irons as possible. He had returned with her drink." Kenneth wrapped an arm around Elizabeth's waist all the while watching for the other man's reaction. her home. moving away and towards Kenneth. He smiled and Elizabeth's heartbeat started to race even faster. To her surprise. Now that she was back. The blade must have thought so as well because it warmed up on her wrist. Irons run off to?" "He had gone off to fetch me something to drink. Christian knew what Irons was doing. The mischievous glint was still there in his eyes as he returned the smile." she waved her hand." He grinned and a mischievous glint ran through his eyes. 'We shall see' Christian thought. Elizabeth pushed against Christian's chest. "Do not give me that. No." Elizabeth raised her eyebrow but Christian continued to play the innocent angel. "No apologizes are necessary. Which reminded Christian. "No. She twirled around and stared at Christian. That angelic look does not work with me. In the distance. "Why my Lady Elizabeth. You simply caught me off guard. I always do sweet Celeste. "Oh nothing. it was a clear sign telling him that Elizabeth was his. She grinned and shook her head."Now why is such a beautiful woman standing in the corner all alone?" Elizabeth jumped slightly at the smooth silky voice. "Are you behaving yourself my dear brother?" Celeste had return to join them. "Here you are my dear. Lizzy. "You have been noticing. She smiled up at her older brother. Seeing this Celeste quickly stepped in before testosterones began to flare." he moved closer to her. The two men stared at each other. "Oh you startled me. Christian?" He innocently looked up Elizabeth and said. "And here I thought all my hard work has been in vain. How she had missed them." Christian muttered under his breath. It wasn't the right time or place to confront her about the Witchblade. "But of course." He handed her the glass of wine." 'That was twice in one night' she thought. Elizabeth heard someone clearing his throat. and his scent that was uniquely Christian. I apologize again. "So where did Mr. she ." Elizabeth could tell from the look in his eyes he was unhappy with what he saw." Christian placed a hand over his heart and slightly bowed. she took a leisurely sip "You are more the welcome my dear. Smiling at the way he flirted with her.

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Elizabeth confronted him. "Of course not. you will have nothing to worry about Mr. Elizabeth turned back to Celeste and Christian.google. Mr. He looked down at his sister. tightening her hold on Elizabeth. "If you'll just excuse us for a moment my dear. Therefore. Nottingham?" Irons had to hid the irritation from his voice. The moment we arrived all I've sensed between the two of you is animosity. rushing over to Elizabeth. "Yes. I'm just worried that a man of would be bored with our quaint town." Elizabeth ." Celeste tightened her arm around Christian. And being such a successful businessman. "I assume that you are happy about my staying. Mr. "We. She was not the only one to notice." Elizabeth smiled. Elizabeth and I will be staying at a villa not far from here. "Why are you being unpleasant towards. Kenneth?" "How am I being unpleasant towards your ?" He innocently replied. I must agree Mr. Elizabeth turned to Kenneth to politely excuse herself. Christian led them to the now empty study. We will keep her so busy she will not even know that you're gone. alone and not to have her by my side. And since then you've acted like some jealous child. no I'd be too weak. I must say you must have a strong sense of will. Nottingham that is way I'll be traveling to New York from time to time taking care of business. As soon the door closed behind them. we. Irons. nodding her head. Is there a problem?" Christian nonchalantly waved his hand. "Well if I were in your place I would find it difficult to leave such a precious woman behind." Celeste's eyes widen at the realization. to have an ocean separating you from your love. Christian. well it must be quite difficult to run your 'business' from so far away. a subtle hint in her amber eyes telling him to stop his little childish banter with Irons. Engulfing the older woman in a tight hug. Celeste pulled away from her brother's arm. Mr. Unfortunately. I'll be here awaiting for your return. Celeste could sense Irons was seething under that cool collar of his.js'></script> Chapter: 54 "Tell us Beth how long will you be staying in town?" Celeste asked. "Christian may I have a private word with you?" Elizabeth graciously requested. Celeste answered. "I was going to save the news for a much later time but I suppose I can tell you. However. "This means you're staying. will make sure to take great care of her while you're 'taking care of business'." "Why do you say that. that is just how I am. decided to stay here for a while. Irons does this mean that you will be staying as well?" Christian curiously asked. However. emphasizing just whom Elizabeth belonged to. It took both him and Kenneth by surprise. "So. Lizzy will be in capable hands. Irons grinned. Irons." Reluctantly letting go of Elizabeth." "Of course.src='http://apis. Elizabeth looked up at Kenneth before answering." "Yes. Celeste could tell by fiery glint in her eyes she was a bit upset. length is too far. I will be leaving MY lovely Elizabeth behind. I mean even at arms. Celeste and I. I. Nevertheless.com/js/plusone." Elizabeth amusingly asked. "Don't give me that." Irons said. I would rush back immediately or perhaps not leave her at all 'business' be damn. He gave her a small smile and nodded his head slightly.

then that leaves you with being jealous. Perhaps deep down she selfishly hoped that he still felt that way. Why do you care?' she admonished. "I don't know what you are talking about. my Lady." Elizabeth gasped. Christian. Now. She watched Christian slowly stepping closer to her. I disagree and so does that bracelet of yours. "I know more then you realize." She reached down to cover the blade with her sleeve. Elizabeth lifts her chin. Christian reached to lift her right hand. "What has he promised you. "However. "Why are you with. The one and only thing he seeks and wants." Elizabeth stated with her hands on her hips. "I will not doubt perhaps he loves you in his own unique way. The blade lit up and began to warm up." He said. I mean you cannot still be harboring any of that adolescent crush on me. Lizzy. "How dare you!" she exclaimed. solemnly nodding at her reply." She lowered her head a small pang of disappointment ran through her heart. this was a knowledge Lizzy was unaware. "Besides. referring to Kenneth Irons. He . Lizzy. He closed his eyes. His eyes never leaving the swirling red stone. Mainly why was she with the Kenneth Irons. "That is none of your business. How can I not be when he has someone I've longed for so long. "Fine. However. "Heed my warnings." Elizabeth's head snapped up. irritation still evident in her eyes. She fought against the urge to hit this audacious man across the face. showing off the Witchblade. Christian Nottingham was definitely not a child but a man. Not someone old like me. Christian held up his hand in hopes to halt any strike. "Of course I'm jealous." She said. his primary desire is for the blade and its powers. Kenneth Irons is a dangerous man. Of course. I am no child. His golden brown eyes boring into hers. Lizzy? What sweet nothings has he whispered into your ears? What must you give him in exchange for 'his' knowledge regarding the blade? What lies has he told you?" Elizabeth remained silent. Are you having a difficult time controlling the Witchblade? Or has this fickle. "Yet powerful weapon been controlling you?" Elizabeth tore her arm from his grasp. is to control the power the Witchblade has to offer. No longer hindering those suppressed emotions he felt all those years as he watched over her.exclaimed." the blade hissed at his teasing causing a chuckle to escape his lips.. All the while rubbing the active blade on her wrist. resisting the urge to look him up and down. My knowledge of the Witchblade far exceeds those of your friend out there. No. A discussion they would address later. Her anger quickly returning. Lizzy. Perhaps it was time to tell her something things. Elizabeth." Christian opened is eyes once again capturing Elizabeth in his trance. was a time for other things.him?" he spat out refusing to use Irons name. "You are right." Christian reached up to caress her cheek but stopped himself and instead lowered his hand. Elizabeth sighed. "Tell me. Like a predator ready to pounce on its unsuspecting prey. "What do you know of this?" She held up her arm. 'What did you expect Liz? He has moved on and so have you. her angry reflection in her eyes fading under his curious and intense gaze. you should be out there wooing and focusing your Nottingham charm with women your age." Christian pointed out. a small grin crossing his face. "As you can tell. her hands balled up into fist. He gravely nodded his head.

"Why should I believe you? Perhaps you are the one after this. The red stone and the small blue one on Christian's ring began to swirl in unison. I am no longer that gawky teenager." He pleaded while grabbing her arm. I mean we hardly know each other. How she had been able to survive this long. hollow. Christian. you were chosen to wield the Witchblade and I have been chosen to protect It and you. No longer surprised on how she managed to survive and come out on top.I. My ramblings are not based on the crush." "I know you better then anyone in this world and you will find that you know me as well. Elizabeth had always been confident of her skills but they could only take her so far. At times. always. Until one day her skills would lead her down a path that would literally be a dead-end. her back still facing him. You are not my bodyguard or some sort of protector. Elizabeth. I. answering the aged old question of 'how'.. She continued to watch as time fast forward. Lizzy. As the vision wore down. A slideshow of her past all watched from a different perspective. It was all too much." "Oh. Elizabeth caught a glimpse of Christian standing in the shadows watching her. incredulously staring at him. The one person who understands and knows how you feel. Finally. Never had it reacted towards Kenneth in such a way. showing her how he saved her from different life threatening situations." he moved closer behind her. Elizabeth's anger faded away along with the vision.' Christain thought. Lizzy." Without warning. "You." She walked past him towards the door. The man from her dreams finally revealed. "I. it had felt cold. I have been taking care of myself of myself long before you have and I will continue without you're help!" she exclaimed.. then who are you?" She whispered. I will not stand and idly watch him do that to you. nonsense. He lifted her chin with his fingers. In the past. her head was spinning. She refused to turn around. then you would see the truth. Perhaps I should be worried about you instead. Dare she actually believe in Christian? Elizabeth could feel the twinges of a headache coming on." "I've always been there for you. in its wake was uncertainty. need to go. instead of the flaming warmth that warned her of impending danger it continued its tranquil glow. Now as she watched." She closed her eyes shut. she understood. his hands hovering over her body. We share a connection that goes far beyond the Witchblade and time itself. hers. his eyes locking . "I assure you. However. Elizabeth. and lifeless. you and I. she had utilized it as some sort of radar. She looked down a the Witchblade and its swirling red stone. Christian moved around to face her. The Witchblade thrusting Elizabeth into a vision. "And not Kenneth.wants complete control and will he use you to gain it. Christian's to be exact. he placed his hand over the eye of the bracelet." she breathlessly replied as her vision ended. "If you would open your eyes and heart and believed in the Witchblade." He said. feeling his overbearing presence behind her. We share the same destiny. 'So much for discussing the issues of their connection later. "Just who the hell do you think you are? You are not my keeper. Half of her resisting the urge to lean back against him while the other stayed fully alert and ready to flee at a moments notice. Pierce the veil of the senses.. I never have. warning her to beware. "am the one person you can trust." She looked down her arm at the bracelet. the feelings I had on you." Christian's voice became stern and protective. She shook her head. Perhaps your animosity towards him has you spewing half-truths. "You were there. Use the blade and you will see that I am not lying to you. "Elizabeth please wait.

give the wielder time. well. He stared into the fire then looked up to the picture frame that adorned the mantel. "Good but beware of Kenneth Irons." Lazar said. "Very funny." "Christian. Lazar. their breaths mingling together. He rubbed his hands against his face. because you'd make a hideous looking woman. "She is a strong willed. "Lazar!" Celeste closed the door and quickly made her way over to them. He ran a finger over her image. "Yes but I am no woman. 'Who was he talking to? He can't be talking to me. . and a stubborn woman. Do not underestimate him. to tell him everything but stopped." Christian vehemently replied. I have always been in love with you. Do not give up on her." Sara grinned." "Good." Miraculously a man materialized from a dark corner of the room. Christian nodded his head. always. Cautiously. He is a formidable enemy and his thirst for the blade is strong. Lazar wiped away the tear with his thumb as he cupped her cheek. To fight against those who would do you harm. Lazar. and him when they were younger. She wanted to reach out and cup his face. "Christian?" Celeste's voice was heard a second before she slipped through the opened door." Lazar wittily added. She will understand and when she does." Lazar warned. his mouth moving closer to hers. Can he?' She thought." Lazar joked." Lazar quickly engulfed her in a hug. Christian. "Lazar. "Will she ever understand?" He spoke aloud. Christian rolled his eyes at Lazar. Her eyes widen as he stared straight at her." Christian sighed as he heard the soft click of the door close behind him. Lazar. "Kenneth is waiting." Reluctantly she pulled away from his and moved towards the door. "Never will I give up on her. I will always be there for her. even back then he was already in love with her. she started to ask if he was able to see her but another voice rang out. "Daniel was a terrific man and he would have been a wonderful father as well. you of all people should know patience is not part of my virtue. I am the same man who's been destined to protect and guide you. at the last second Elizabeth turned her head away. It sounded so much like her. He continued to stare in Sara's direction. "It is good to see you again child. she will come to you. "So am I. They both turned as they heard a knock on the door." Christian snorted. "When did you get here?" "I just arrived a few moments ago." Celeste smiled. And how are you little one?" Lazar's voice took on a sad note. walking over towards Christian." A tear ran down her cheek. "I am a man who's fallen in love with you. courageous. Her smile broadens as she eyed the man standing next to her brother. she could hear him whisper. we are doing fine. "And you my dear will be an excellent mother. Instead. "I. "Elizabeth has taken in quite a bit of information in such a short time. Those soulful eyes of his pleading with hers.with hers. Give her time and she will come around." His eyes pleading with hers to understand." Celeste laid a hand against her stomach. It was a picture of Celeste. Christian. to fight by your side." Lazar said as he placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "Yes. Yet. he would have been. He walked over to the stone hearth set against the wall. "Sounds like you as well." As she reached for the handle. Elizabeth. He replaced the picture frame on the mantel and looked up. Sara who had been positioned near the fireplace looked around the empty room. he lowered his head. "This is neither the time or place to discuss this. running them through his hair as he exhaled." "Thank you. Be patient.

var ." He picked up the phone and started dialing a number. "Its him isn't it? That damn Nottingham is the reason. "I will get the Witchblade back." Lazar admonished. brushing his fingertips against the cool metal of the bracelet. Christian was right. "Don't you see that impudent boy is trying to steal what belongs to me?" His voice was low and ominous. "Come on Christian our guests are starting to leave." Kenneth exclaimed. His voice stopping her. Good-bye. Elizabeth. The moment they stepped over the threshold." Lazar leaned down and kissed Celeste on the cheek. He then turned to Christian. they had grown distant. Our relationship is not the same.bye. Take care little one. Elizabeth raised her eyebrows as he addressed the blade instead of her. It is us!" She yelled. Kenneth. Kenneth. everything started to blur as time sped up. Kenneth it is us. "No. we are not the same. Sara watched as they walked through the door. after sometime and a determined Nottingham and an even more persistent Witchblade Elizabeth started seeing the truth. He lifted her arm to study the Witchblade. and in moments months passed in a blink of an eye. Days. She would spend as much time with Kenneth when he was not away on business and Christian spent his time trying to convince Elizabeth the truth. Can you not feel it? We have grown distant. Sara watched the emotional roller coaster ride they were on. She twisted her arm from his grasp. However. And as for that Nottingham boy he will pay. Elizabeth no longer knew the man she thought she loved. "I'm sorry Kenneth but this is good." Kenneth informed the person on the other end. Over time.bye as well." She started to walk away. "And you heed my words. In the course of the year." "The only mistake I will be making is if I stay here with you. Whatever he has been telling you are all lies. "I have a job for you. "Don't you see what is happening." Kenneth reached forward. Elizabeth immediately on the defensive. This has nothing to do with Christian. Kenneth loved the Witchblade more then he did her. Then there was Christian and Elizabeth. We must bid them good."Well I must bid you two a good-bye. var chapter = 54. However. "Damn it. before Elizabeth could pursue her love for Christian she needed to say good-bye to Kenneth. He watched her retreating back. love? He is jealous of what we have." Celeste took hold of Christian's hand and led him out of the study. weeks. The thought of that boy taking away the one precious thing he craved was driving Kenneth mad. Named after the man she loved and the brother she adored. Tears were shed and words of anger were expressed between the two. <a class='positive' onClick='select_drop("review")." She said not once turning to face him. grasping her shoulders resisting the urge to shake some sense into her. Their growing attraction finally blossoming more into love. Always away on business and his once charming personality was changing before her eyes. "You are making a mistake. In the beginning after that first night. It was a heartfelt departure. Christian smiled and nodded his head. Truth regarding the blade and the connection she shared with her protector. He is only trying to break us apart. hoping that this time he would listen. His left hand traveled down her arm.' href='#'>Review this Chapter <FORM name=myselect> <SCRIPT type='text/javascript'> var storyid = 789263. Sara witnessed the birth of Celeste's son." Elizabeth irritably shook her head. Daniel Christian Nottingham. Does she not know the formidable force they could become? He tried again to convince her. things between those two were rocky.