A/N: So, this is the last chapter of this fic, though I do have an idea for a follow-up. Okay, okay, I've already started writing it. Thank you all for reading, reviewing, following and adding to your favourites, you guys rock. Happy reading guys :)
Chapter 25
When Sara woke up, Tamsin was still asleep. She decided to leave her sleeping for a little while longer, remembering just how cranky the Valkyrie could be when first woken up. Sara carefully climbed out of bed, got dressed and headed to the living room. She found some paper and a pen and left Tamsin a note. Taking the note through to the bedroom she placed it on the pillow next to the sleeping blonde. She kissed Tamsin on the head, picked up the keys to the truck and headed out. She needed to go back to the hotel to pick up some clean clothes. As comfortable as the sweat pants were, they just weren't her.
Walking up to her hotel room door she knew something wasn't right, she suddenly felt on edge. When she opened the door she realised why. There, standing in her hotel room was James, and her boss Marcus.
"What can I do for you two this fine day?" Sara asked, closing the door behind her.
"You've been AWOL for a week." Marcus said.
"Yep…" Sara replied.
"You have answered one phone call in a week." Marcus said.
Sara nodded.
"That isn't the way we work Sara, you know that," Marcus said, "you knew when you signed up that you had to be in contact at least once in a 24 hour period."
"What can I say," Sara said, "I've had some personal shit going on."
"Personal shit that stopped you answering the phone?" James asked.
"Kinda." Sara replied.
"You know why we're here." Marcus said.
"Yeah I do." Sara said.
"If your butt is not on a plane in 12 hours," Marcus said, "you know what will happen."
"Yeah I know." Sara said.
"You're lucky you're getting 12 hours." Marcus said, "If you were anyone else, you'd be coming with us now. Like I said, if you're not on a plane in 12 hours, every memory you have from the last 30 years will be erased from your mind. You know too much for us to let go."
"Don't suppose now is the right time to talk about a transfer?" Sara asked.
"You've got guts, I'll give you that." Marcus said with a laugh, "once you get back to headquarters, have a debrief, if you still want a transfer, we'll talk about it after that."
"Okay." Sara replied.
"And try not to kill anymore Fae leaders in the next 12 hours." James said.
"No idea what you're talking about." Sara said.
"So you didn't have a hand in the Morrigan's untimely death?" Marcus asked.
"A hand…" Sara said, "No."
"12 hours." Marcus said.
"Yes sir…" Sara said.
She stood and watched as they left the room, not saying another word.
"Fuck…" She said to herself once they had left.
Her phone started to ring; she took it out of her pocket and answered it.
"Yeah…" she said.
"You left me asleep?" Tamsin asked.
"You looked so cute I didn't want to wake you." Sara said, "Plus we both know how much of a bitch you are when you wake up."
"And you took my truck?" Tamsin asked.
"Borrowed," Sara said, "I borrowed your truck."
"Are you okay?" Tamsin asked, "You sound a little off."
"I'm fine," Sara said, "I'm just going to get a shower, a change of clothes and I'll head back to yours, okay?"
"Sure," Tamsin replied, "I'll see you in about an hour."
"Okay." Sara said.
"I love you." Tamsin said.
"I love you too…" Sara said.
She hung up the phone. As much as she loved Tamsin, she had no choice about what she had to do, she had to go back. If she didn't then she'd never remember what she and Tamsin had.
"Could've had…" She said to herself.
x-x
Sara and Tamsin were playing pool at the Dal when Bo, Lauren and Kenzi arrived. Lauren shot Sara a look as she picked up the cocktail off the table and took a drink from it.
"Don't shoot," Sara said, "non-alcoholic, try it if you don't believe me."
"I test it." Kenzi said, walking over to Sara.
She took the drink off her and took a drink, spitting it back out, nearly hitting Tamsin.
"She's telling the truth Doc," Kenzi said, her face contorted, "there's no alcohol in that."
"Can I talk to you?" Lauren asked Sara.
"Sure thing Doc," Sara replied, she looked at Tamsin, "Be back in a few."
Tamsin kissed Sara before she walked off to a quite part of the bar with Lauren.
"What's up?" Sara asked.
"You remember what we talked about earlier…" Lauren said.
"About you not sleeping?" Sara asked, Lauren nodded in reply, "yeah, I remember."
"Hold this." Lauren said, handing Sara a scrunched up piece of paper.
Sara stood with the paper in her open hand as Lauren looked at it, concentrating so hard that she got the little lines on her forehead. The paper burst into flames, disappearing from Sara's hand.
"What the fuck was that Lauren?" Sara asked.
"I had an accident in the lab a few days ago…" Lauren replied.
"An accident?" Sara asked, "What kind of accident?"
"We had a delivery, a shipment of a lot of different things," Lauren said, "I picked up a plastic tube with Phoenix blood in it, without realising the tube was slightly cracked and I had a small cut on my hand…"
"So what?" Sara asked, "You're now part Fae?"
"When you left the lab earlier, I was looking at a blood test, my blood test…" Lauren said, "It seems that the Phoenix blood was pretty fresh, and it's destroying my own cells…"
"Shit…" Sara said, "Could be worse."
"How could it be worse?" Lauren asked.
"It could have been troll blood," Sara said with a laugh, "I know Bo loves you, but even she wouldn't have stuck around for that."
Lauren laughed a little.
"And, you know, a Phoenix makes sense," Sara said, "they do have healing powers after all."
"What am I going to do?" Lauren asked, "Bo and I haven't…"
"Bumped uglies as Kenzi would say?" Sara said.
"Yeah," Lauren replied with a laugh, "since the accident because I'm so freaked out."
"First things first, you need to talk to Trick." Sara said, "You'll get the whole 'I thought you would've known better' speech, but he's a good guy."
"Okay." Lauren said with a smile.
"And one other thing," Sara said, "just to test this out… Dyson."
Dyson turned to face them.
"Yeah." He said.
"Can we steal you for a sec?" Sara asked.
He nodded, put his drink down, and headed over to them.
"What are you doing Sara?" Lauren asked, before Dyson got there.
"My boy's got mad skills…" Sara said, as Dyson reached them, "Do me a favour wolf man… Tell me what Fae you can smell right now."
"Okay," Dyson said, taking a sharp inhale of breath, "You, with a slight undertone of Tamsin…"
Sara laughed a little.
"Bo…" Dyson said, "On Lauren, and something else… I don't know, it's faint, Phoenix maybe."
"Thanks D-man." Sara said.
He smiled, looking very confused and walked back to his drink.
"You need to talk to Trick." Sara said with a little smile, "Want me to come with?"
"I don't think Tamsin would forgive me if I stole you away for more time than was necessary." Lauren replied with a smile, "but thank you, and if you could…"
"It goes no further Doc," Sara said, "You have my word."
"Thank you." Lauren said.
Lauren went to the bar to talk to Trick, and Sara went back over to the pool table.
"What did the good lady doctor want?" Tamsin asked, lining up a shot.
"She was just checking up on me," Sara said, with a little smile, "making sure I'm not doing anything I'm not supposed to."
"Okay." Tamsin said with a laugh.
The shot went in, not that Sara was surprised.
"My game D," Tamsin said, "Pay up."
Dyson handed Tamsin some cash.
"Pleasure," Tamsin said, putting the cash in her pocket, "as always."
"Tamsin…" Sara said, "I need to talk to you."
"Okay," Tamsin said, turning to face her, "what's up?"
"It's kind of private." Sara said.
They walked away from the table, to the same quiet area where Sara had just been talking to Lauren.
"Got a feeling I'm not going to like this…" Tamsin said.
"I need to head back to DC for a debrief." Sara said.
"When?" Tamsin asked.
"In the morning," Sara said, "I was given 12 hours… when I left yours earlier, to get a change of clothes and a shower, my boss was waiting."
"What happens if you don't go back?" Tamsin asked, trying to keep her emotions from her face, and failing.
"Every memory in my head, from the last 30 years, will be erased." Sara said.
"That's shitty." Tamsin replied, "Guess you have to go then."
"I'm coming back." Sara said.
"Of course you are." Tamsin said.
"I am coming back Tamsin." Sara said.
"Yeah," Tamsin said, "sure."
Tamsin turned around, walked back over to the pool table and downed her drink. She picked up her jacket.
"I'm out of here…" she said, turning back to face Sara, "it was fun."
With that Tamsin left, leaving Sara standing there.
"What the hell was that?" Bo asked.
"I have to go back to DC tomorrow." Sara said.
"So soon?" Dyson asked.
"I have no choice." Sara replied.
"There's always a choice." Bo said.
"If I don't go back tomorrow, I will lose 30 years' worth of memories Bo," Sara said, "I wouldn't even remember meeting Tamsin… I can't live like that."
x-x
Sara hadn't slept a wink that night. Tamsin hadn't answered any of her calls, nor was she home when Sara went to her apartment. Sara looked at her watch, it was 8:15am, and her jet was scheduled to leave at half past.
"We should get going." The pilot said.
"Yeah," Sara said, "I know…"
He smiled at her and walked up the steps. Sara started to follow him when she heard someone shouting behind her.
"Wait!" Tamsin shouted.
Sara turned around and saw Tamsin get out of her truck.
"Cutting it a bit fine aren't you." Sara said with a little smile.
"I wasn't even going to come." Tamsin replied.
"What changed your mind?" Sara asked.
Tamsin motioned back to the truck; Kenzi had just got out of the passenger side. She smiled and waved a little at Sara, Sara smiled back.
"Sara." The co-pilot said, standing at the top of the stairs.
"Gimmie two minutes." Sara said.
He nodded and went back inside the plane.
"I've got to go." Sara said.
"You make sure you come back." Tamsin said.
Sara could see the tears starting to build in Tamsin's eyes, and she felt the tell-tale burning in her own eyes.
"Always." Sara replied.