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Chapter
14: A Fairy Tale Finish
T-minus
one hour before the show started and Darren was at the precinct waiting for Sara
in his limo. He didn’t want to go in fearing that he’d get caught. The only
reason he wasn’t stopped the last time was because he looked just as normal as
everyone else. Tonight, however, was very different. With a black Armani tuxedo
and a red silk tie, he’d easily stand out in a crowd.
‘Fuck
it,’ Darren though as he got out of the limo and walked into the precinct.
Just as he reached homicide, he saw Sara ascending the steps, her hair falling
down in a cascade of curls, her eyes tinted silver, and her lips a deep shade of
red that matched her dress. He fell in love with her all over again as he
continued to stare at the beauty in front of him. His heart raced as time seemed
to slow and she walked towards him, a smile lighting up her face.
Sara
could see Darren standing in the room, and it seemed as if everyone disappeared.
They were alone in the room, admiring each other from a distance as the space
between them slowly closed. Again, they were in each other’s arms, his soft
lips pressed up against hers. It was a sensation that she’d never get tired
of, especially the great joy that it brought her.
“You
look even more beautiful than ever, if that’s possible,” Darren whispered as
he gently brushed a curl of her hair behind her ear. Sara blushed as he stroked
her soft cheek with his thumb.
“You
look great,” she commented, running her hands over the lapels of his black
jacket.
“Aw,
aren’t you two just the cutest couple,” Jake sarcastically said as he walked
past them, their moment broken.
“McCarty!
You want a three inch heel up your ass tonight?” Sara yelled back as she moved
away from Darren, remembering where they were.
“No,
I have plenty of things up my ass tonight since you’re not gonna be here,”
he replied. “Then again, I don’t think any work is gonna be done around here
since almost everyone is gonna be huddled around the TV watching you walk down
the red carpet.” Sara glared at him. “How does it feel to be a celebrity?”
“Shut
up, Jake,” she hissed.
“Jeez,
Pez, calm down. This is all in good fun. Besides, didn’t you say we needed
something new to talk about around the water cooler?” Jake walked away after
his last comment knowing that Sara was already fuming. The last thing he wanted
to do was get on her bad side. He began to wonder why she had turned so angry so
quickly. It was quite uncharacteristic of her, but it might have had to do with
something biological. He dismissed the thought from his mind as he continued to
walk away.
“Don’t
like him much?” Darren asked as Sara turned to him.
“He’s
the rookie I’m training, and he’s supposed to be my friend, but he’s been
a total ass tonight,” she replied as he took her arm and led her to the limo.
“He dropped what was probably the best line I’ve ever heard earlier.”
“And
what was that?” Darren questioned.
“‘Excuse
me, I don’t want you to think this is ridiculous or anything, but you are the
most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. I just wanted to tell you that,’ or
something along that line,” Sara answered.
Darren
began to laugh. “I’ve used that line! I’m just thankful that it wasn’t
on you,” he said.
“I
doubt that you really needed a line to impress me.”
*~*~*
The
camera zoomed into the crowd of reporters as a tall woman dressed in a sequined
gown turned around and said, “Welcome to Radio City Music Hall and the
VH1/Vogue Fashion Awards. I’m Cindy Crawford reporting for VH1 from the red
carpet tonight, and what a night it is. Some of the world’s finest designers,
actors, and musicians have gathered here tonight. I’ve managed to snag ex
Savage Garden lead singer Darren Hayes, who happens to be presenting the
Visionary Video Award tonight.” She turned to Darren and added, “You look
marvelous tonight.”
“Thank
you,” he replied. “Armani is one wonderful man to work with when it comes to
my wardrobe. You also look very nice.”
“My,
what a charmer. So, who’s the lovely lady with you tonight? Supermodel or up
and coming actress?” Cindy asked, pulling Sara into the spotlight.
“She’s
on TV!” Jake yelled over the voices of his colleagues as he continued to stare
at the screen of the TV in Sara’s office.
All
too suddenly, the little room became flooded with the entire staff of the
homicide department, including Vicky, who had a reserved spot in between Jake
and Danny. “Oh, my God! She looks so pretty. I did a great job with her hair
and makeup, didn’t I?” she asked.
“Shh!
They’re talking,” Jake replied as he turned up the volume so that everyone
could hear.
“Actually,
she’s neither,” Darren said.
Cindy
gave him a confused look. “Then who is she?”
“Sara
Pezzini, one of New York’s finest homicide detectives.”
“Oh,
wow. You’re a cop. That’s very interesting,” Cindy turned to Sara and
said. “How do you know Darren?”
“It’s
a very strange and funny story, but I don’t think anyone really wants to hear
about it,” Sara answered shyly. The TV cameras and reporters were giving her
the creeps, especially since Anastasia was still out there, somewhere.
“At
least give us the watered down version,” Cindy begged.
“Well,
I was investigating a case for Darren, and we somewhat hit it off,” Sara said.
“Aw,
that’s so sweet. So you guys are officially an item?”
“Yes,”
Darren answered as he took Sara’s hand and held it up.
“That’s
so sweet.” She turned to Sara and added, “Who made that magnificent dress?
And that choker is absolutely lovely. By far, you’re one of the most beautiful
people I’ve seen.”
“Why
thank you,” Sara blushed. “To tell you the truth, the dress and the choker
were a gift from Darren. He has a better fashion sense than I do.”
“The
dress was designed by Odette Christiane and the choker is Swarovski crystal,”
Darren explained.
“Shit!
How much did he spend on Pez?” Jake nearly yelled.
“At
least a grand,” Vicky managed to mumble.
“Well,
you both look marvelous,” Cindy said. “Have a great time tonight,” she
managed to add as Darren was pushed along by his bodyguard.
*~*~*
“That
was crazy!” Sara exclaimed the moment she and Darren reached the inside of the
music hall. Her heart continued to pound from all the excitement going on
outside. She had never met so many reporters in her life.
“Welcome
to my world,” Darren replied. “You can pretty much bet that you’ll have a
million calls tomorrow from reporters wanting to know more about our
relationship. My advice is to disconnect your phone and get a new number.”
Sara
merely laughed. She wasn’t ready to take such drastic measures. They found
their seats in the large theater and waited for the show to begin.
That
night had definitely been a night to remember for Sara. She had never seen so
many celebrities in her life, and the fashion was incredible. But as the night
wore on, something began to dwell in the back of her mind. It started off as a
slight throb, but progressed into a full blown headache at the post show party
Darren had dragged her to. It was more than just a headache, though. Images
began to pop up in her head, images of death and destruction in another part of
the world, somewhere in the desert. Where, she did not know.
As
Sara and Darren finally climbed into their limo near daybreak, the pain and the
pictures had reached a disturbing level. Darren could see that she had become
less and less sociable as the night progressed, and now he could see the
agonizing pain she was in.
“Sara,
what’s wrong?” he asked as he pulled her close to his body. She was quite
warm.
“I
think I’m getting a migraine, but I’m also seeing things,” she replied as
her head rested on his shoulder.
Darren
took her hand and instantly linked to her. He could see and feel everything that
Sara was experiencing. It disturbed him to see such horrible things. As he
pulled away, Sara’s cell phone began to vibrate indicating an incoming
message. She pulled it out of her pocket and took a look at it.
“I’m
watching you…”
Sara
looked up at Darren. Another message popped up.
“We’ll meet again…”
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