Sara Sidle (
lvpd_sidle) wrote2006-10-16 03:40 pm
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OOM: Nightmare
Alone
"Please." The word is a whimper. Sara turns restlessly, bumping into Mark.
Unloved.
"Don't leave me--no, it wasn't me I swear it wasn't me..." Her body trembles, sweat gathering on her forehead.
Unwanted
"Mark, no Mark I love you I need you please......"
Her hand reaches out, seeking someone, anyone, finding only solitude, though he is beside her.
She cries, still caught in the dream, in the nightmare, in the reality she still believes she will see.
"Please." The word is a whimper. Sara turns restlessly, bumping into Mark.
Unloved.
"Don't leave me--no, it wasn't me I swear it wasn't me..." Her body trembles, sweat gathering on her forehead.
Unwanted
"Mark, no Mark I love you I need you please......"
Her hand reaches out, seeking someone, anyone, finding only solitude, though he is beside her.
She cries, still caught in the dream, in the nightmare, in the reality she still believes she will see.
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It's certainly something she believes.
Yes, there is cling.
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"In...I dreamt...you'd found someone. In your New York. And you left."
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A deep, hitching breath. "I know what it's like to have love walk out the door on me, to watch people I love die. I know what my life was like without you....and I don't want it like that again."
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She just holds out her hand, tears welling in her eyes once again.
But they are from happiness.
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He'll figure out logistics later. For now, he just wants to spend time with Sara. His fiancee. That's going to take some getting used to.
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