Post by BoandNora-SexyLove4Ever on Nov 2, 2014 20:27:08 GMT -5
I am redoing some of my old stories to make them better...this one used to be empty.
A/N: This story was originally penned as "Empty." It will be largely AU so keep that in mind while reading. (Probably not for Sam fans either. lol)
Chapter One
She thinks there was probably some sappy love song playing on the radio as she drove through the rain storm but she couldn't remember now. The only thought that penetrated her conscious brain in that moment was "Enough." She didn't know where she was going but she knew it couldn't be here. Somewhere in the midst of all the clutter in her car, her phone was ringing.
"Don't go back Nora...don't go back," she whispers to herself, as she clutches the gun in a shaky hand. There was no chance of that now. She was running from another mistake that could cost her everything she had left. She was running and she wouldn't stop now. Not when her life could depend on what she did now.
Somewhere in the distance, she could see the faint silhouette of a traffic light...she just couldn't decipher the color. "Get a grip Nora, get a grip," she told herself, as she kept driving. Between the rain and her tears, she could barely see out of her windows...Up ahead, she would have to make a decision... which way to turn...If she turned right, she could be headed into the direction of another past she had left over ten years ago...if she turned left, she would be going in the other direction...
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"What do you mean you don't know where she is...how can you lose track of a woman who just shot a man," Bo said into his phone? He ran a finger across a picture of his ex wife...he wouldn't let them hunt her down like an animal...not until he knew the full story...he owed her that much...didn't he?
"Look, whatever you're thinking... don't...I know this woman better than anyone...if you come after her with guns blazing, you're just going to scare her...and trust me, that's when she's the most dangerous...let me handle this...at least give me twenty four hours to handle this?"
He slammed the phone into it's cradle as he slipped the picture back into it's locked drawer. Nobody knew he still kept anything from that life. Maybe it was better that way. Maybe it was better to think that they had both moved on.
He walked out into the squad room and immediately all the whispering stopped...he knew they were gossiping about her...a woman that had once filled the police station with light. "Don't stop on my account," he barked. And that was it. One stern word from the police commissioner and every one of them was back to business as usual. It was times like these when he really despised being a cop.
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Death...in a word, that was what she saw in his eyes...his cold, lifeless eyes, that bore right into her with a fury she had never seen before.
"You are nothing," he screamed at her, as he jerked her roughly against him by her hair. "You hear me...It's no wonder your husband left you...you're worthless...who would want to saddle themselves with trash like you."
She willed herself not to cry...he was hurting her so bad... but she was used to it...so used to it, she had hardened her heart long ago...why else would she stay...because he was right...on some level she believed that he was right and she had nothing left...she had nobody that would give a d**n about her...nobody.
When he slammed her into the headboard, she couldn't help the tears that fell...he was going to kill her...that much she knew...a part of her almost wished he would...She wished he would just end her pain...but of course that was too good to hope for...he just kept pounding her against the headboard as he beat her...and then he said it...the words that had her reaching for the pistol in the back of her jeans...
"It's a good thing you lost custody of your brat. You're a terrible mother Nora. He's better off never knowing where he came from."
And that was it...she broke free of his grasp for just a second...and a second was all she needed...she aimed the pistol right at him...
"Say your prayers baby...I'm sending you straight to hell."
And with that she pulled the trigger...she watched him fall unconscious on their bed...the bed where her blood still stained the headboard...and she ran...She ran even though she was sure she would pass out from the injuries...She had taken his abuse for the last time.
She blinked back the tears as she snapped out of the flashback...she knew they would be looking for her....He was one of their own after all...
"I need air," she whispered, as she let the windows roll down...once again, she had trusted the wrong person...once again, she had proven why having no personal life was better for her...and then she heard the distinctive ring coming from her phone...this time she knew exactly who it was...Pulling over, she reached in the back of her car, and grabbed it.
"Agent Hanen Here," she said.
"Hello Nora," John said into the phone. He was her partner. At least he was until she was taken off of active duty.
"Why are you calling me John," she asked? "Don't you hate me too?"
"I could never hate you and you know that...I'm giving you a chance to prove yourself to the agency...are you interested?"
"Of course I'm interested," she said, a little too fast. "I need to get the hell out of this town anyways...where's the case?"
"Llanview," he said...and she froze. She guessed she should have expected it. She hadn't been back there since she left it ten years ago and yet...some days it felt like she hadn't left at all.
"The case," she found herself asking...is it..."
"Yes...it involves him Nora...It involves your ex husband...you're going to have to work with him...will that be a problem for you?"
She could have told him the truth...which is that seeing Bo Buchanan again was sure to affect her ability to do anything rationally...but that wasn't the way to get her on the case...and truthfully, she had been a coward for far too long...Maybe facing him would show her how to be strong again...Maybe it was her ticket back to who she used to be... instead of the shell she walked around in now...the shell that she hated with every fiber of her being...
"I need this case John...I can do it," she found herself saying.
"That's what I thought...meet me here as soon as you can...you know the place."
"I do," she said, and hung up the phone. She couldn't help wondering if the police station still looked the same...but more then that...she wondered if he did...She could deny it all she wanted but her heart was still in knots just by the mention of his name...How would she ever be able to do this?
"You have no choice Nora...you've run out of options...this is your last chance...you can do it...you can."
She took a few deep breaths and turned the car back on...Her decision had been made for her...She was headed back to Llanview.
A/N: This story was originally penned as "Empty." It will be largely AU so keep that in mind while reading. (Probably not for Sam fans either. lol)
Chapter One
She thinks there was probably some sappy love song playing on the radio as she drove through the rain storm but she couldn't remember now. The only thought that penetrated her conscious brain in that moment was "Enough." She didn't know where she was going but she knew it couldn't be here. Somewhere in the midst of all the clutter in her car, her phone was ringing.
"Don't go back Nora...don't go back," she whispers to herself, as she clutches the gun in a shaky hand. There was no chance of that now. She was running from another mistake that could cost her everything she had left. She was running and she wouldn't stop now. Not when her life could depend on what she did now.
Somewhere in the distance, she could see the faint silhouette of a traffic light...she just couldn't decipher the color. "Get a grip Nora, get a grip," she told herself, as she kept driving. Between the rain and her tears, she could barely see out of her windows...Up ahead, she would have to make a decision... which way to turn...If she turned right, she could be headed into the direction of another past she had left over ten years ago...if she turned left, she would be going in the other direction...
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"What do you mean you don't know where she is...how can you lose track of a woman who just shot a man," Bo said into his phone? He ran a finger across a picture of his ex wife...he wouldn't let them hunt her down like an animal...not until he knew the full story...he owed her that much...didn't he?
"Look, whatever you're thinking... don't...I know this woman better than anyone...if you come after her with guns blazing, you're just going to scare her...and trust me, that's when she's the most dangerous...let me handle this...at least give me twenty four hours to handle this?"
He slammed the phone into it's cradle as he slipped the picture back into it's locked drawer. Nobody knew he still kept anything from that life. Maybe it was better that way. Maybe it was better to think that they had both moved on.
He walked out into the squad room and immediately all the whispering stopped...he knew they were gossiping about her...a woman that had once filled the police station with light. "Don't stop on my account," he barked. And that was it. One stern word from the police commissioner and every one of them was back to business as usual. It was times like these when he really despised being a cop.
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Death...in a word, that was what she saw in his eyes...his cold, lifeless eyes, that bore right into her with a fury she had never seen before.
"You are nothing," he screamed at her, as he jerked her roughly against him by her hair. "You hear me...It's no wonder your husband left you...you're worthless...who would want to saddle themselves with trash like you."
She willed herself not to cry...he was hurting her so bad... but she was used to it...so used to it, she had hardened her heart long ago...why else would she stay...because he was right...on some level she believed that he was right and she had nothing left...she had nobody that would give a d**n about her...nobody.
When he slammed her into the headboard, she couldn't help the tears that fell...he was going to kill her...that much she knew...a part of her almost wished he would...She wished he would just end her pain...but of course that was too good to hope for...he just kept pounding her against the headboard as he beat her...and then he said it...the words that had her reaching for the pistol in the back of her jeans...
"It's a good thing you lost custody of your brat. You're a terrible mother Nora. He's better off never knowing where he came from."
And that was it...she broke free of his grasp for just a second...and a second was all she needed...she aimed the pistol right at him...
"Say your prayers baby...I'm sending you straight to hell."
And with that she pulled the trigger...she watched him fall unconscious on their bed...the bed where her blood still stained the headboard...and she ran...She ran even though she was sure she would pass out from the injuries...She had taken his abuse for the last time.
She blinked back the tears as she snapped out of the flashback...she knew they would be looking for her....He was one of their own after all...
"I need air," she whispered, as she let the windows roll down...once again, she had trusted the wrong person...once again, she had proven why having no personal life was better for her...and then she heard the distinctive ring coming from her phone...this time she knew exactly who it was...Pulling over, she reached in the back of her car, and grabbed it.
"Agent Hanen Here," she said.
"Hello Nora," John said into the phone. He was her partner. At least he was until she was taken off of active duty.
"Why are you calling me John," she asked? "Don't you hate me too?"
"I could never hate you and you know that...I'm giving you a chance to prove yourself to the agency...are you interested?"
"Of course I'm interested," she said, a little too fast. "I need to get the hell out of this town anyways...where's the case?"
"Llanview," he said...and she froze. She guessed she should have expected it. She hadn't been back there since she left it ten years ago and yet...some days it felt like she hadn't left at all.
"The case," she found herself asking...is it..."
"Yes...it involves him Nora...It involves your ex husband...you're going to have to work with him...will that be a problem for you?"
She could have told him the truth...which is that seeing Bo Buchanan again was sure to affect her ability to do anything rationally...but that wasn't the way to get her on the case...and truthfully, she had been a coward for far too long...Maybe facing him would show her how to be strong again...Maybe it was her ticket back to who she used to be... instead of the shell she walked around in now...the shell that she hated with every fiber of her being...
"I need this case John...I can do it," she found herself saying.
"That's what I thought...meet me here as soon as you can...you know the place."
"I do," she said, and hung up the phone. She couldn't help wondering if the police station still looked the same...but more then that...she wondered if he did...She could deny it all she wanted but her heart was still in knots just by the mention of his name...How would she ever be able to do this?
"You have no choice Nora...you've run out of options...this is your last chance...you can do it...you can."
She took a few deep breaths and turned the car back on...Her decision had been made for her...She was headed back to Llanview.