Title: Unconditional
Characters: Becker, Lucas, Sarah
Pairings referenced: Becker/Lucas, Sarah/Jenny, Stephen/Cutter/Helen, Zaf/Adam/Fiona
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1.120
Summary: Lucas is hot and damaged. Becker is flailing lovesick puppy. Sarah is a cheeky slasher fangirl. Or maybe I just suck at summaries.

Note: I started this fir cordeliadelayne's ( Read more... )

Sarah can see a shadow move but before she could do anything strong hands grab her arms and she’s pushed hard against the wall. She tries to scream but forceful lips press against hers and she can barely breathe. Concentrating on sounds from outside the deserted storage room gets harder when demanding fingers slide against her skin under her shirt ( Read more... )

“Don’t go,” Lorraine’s voice is soft but not pleading, her pride won’t let her, she’s not going to beg. But her heart clenches at the thought of Sarah walking out of her life.

“I need to. You have to understand, Lo.”

She does. But it doesn’t make it easier.

“I will come back,” Sarah takes her hand but Lorraine pulls away.

No you won’t. She ( Read more... )

“Alright, you are…”

Sarah screwed up her face in concentration but Claudia interrupted.

“I told you, I’m not allowed to tell you what I do.”

“Oh my god, you’re a spy! This is so exciting!” Sarah cried triumphantly.

“Do I look like a spy to you?”

“Well, Keeley wasn’t exactly a James Bond either.”

Claudia raised her eyebrows questioningly.

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Not even her third cup of coffee managed to rid Sarah of her morning grumpiness and even Tim at the entrance noticed as he checked her pass and gave her a lopsided smile.

“You could learn from the new one.”

“New one?” Sarah narrowed her eyes. “Oh shit!” Shit, shit…

She ran upstairs so fast she bumped into Lyle who was just stepping out of a ( Read more... )

 
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Sarah’s hands were trembling slightly in her lap. There was barely any light in the bare, windowless room, not that there would have been much to look at; apart from the two chairs on the opposite sides of a simple table there was absolutely nothing in there. Sarah fought hard against the fear coiling in the pit of her stomach that threatened to ( Read more... )

Sarah’s skirt lifted enough to reveal her thighs as she turned to the music, her feet were moving to the fast beat, matching Becker’s rhythm, mesmerizing everybody with the air of professionalism and ease that surrounded each move. No one, not even Jenny had known they’d been taking classes but unlike the rest of the team she easily guessed her two ( Read more... )

“It isn’t fair,” Sarah muttered to the empty room as she blew her nose. She’d been waiting for this night such a long time, ever since she first set eyes on Jenny, but now a cruel cold had ruined all well-laid plans for the night. The red dress she’d wanted to wear for their date was still lying on the chair and Sarah watched it with annoyance as ( Read more... )

Stephen’s mouth opened in a decidedly ridiculous “wow” and his baby blues widened in wonder. Becker let out a whistle of appreciation and judging by the look on his face went completely brain dead in a matter of seconds. Connor was grinning like an idiot and let out a suspiciously Sid-like little squeak that made Jenny shake her head in ( Read more... )