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SARAH CONNOR AND OLIVIA DUNHAM FOREVER
READ HERE, BITCHES»http://sarahcameron.livejournal.com/204842.html
BEST. I LOVE IT WHEN YOU DRAW.
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Sarah gets a call from her doctor and learns about her illness
[…] “Leukemia. Leukemia meant bruises. She thought about the state of Sarah’s hands, wondered how many black and blue marks had come and gone without her noticing. The nosebleeds apparently were not a new occurrence. Olivia had been working too much, hadn’t realized. Sarah hadn’t told her. Seemed that was true about several things.
There should be comforting words, she knew that. She didn’t have them. She kept fixating on the moment they learned about the cancer. She’d felt all the blood leaving her face, felt the drop of her stomach as it tore itself to pieces on the way down. And then she’d looked over to Sarah and found that her lover wasn’t surprised. It wasn’t the thing to focus on, but Olivia couldn’t stop herself, just as she couldn’t stop the anger that was trying to overtake the fear.” […]
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This pairing. This fic. THIS PAIRING. *goes haywire*[…] “Rachel’s really going to love you for that one,” Sarah commented from the couch.
Seated at the kitchen table with her laptop and a pile of backlogged case files, Olivia answered without looking away from the monitor. “She doesn’t mind when Savannah stays, you know that.” Olivia was rather glad the redhead had asked to continue her night with Ella. As Sarah had so bluntly pointed out before, the girl needed out of here, needed to be away from all the stress and sadness.
“Usually she doesn’t mind,” Sarah agreed. “But they’re hopped up on ten pounds of sugar. Be lucky if they’re in bed by sun-up. So again, she’ll love you for that one.”
Olivia tore her eyes from the screen to throw out a retort, mainly that the kids were on a sugar high because of Sarah’s plan. No words left her lips, though her tongue did dart out to wet them, an unconscious gesture. Sarah was stretched out on the sofa, one arm hanging limp above her wild mane of raven hair. The other rested on her stomach. Her right leg was crooked slightly, matching the small smirk on her lips. It was a comfortable, easy pose that had Olivia’s pulse rate picking up dramatically.
Sarah’s smirk widened. “Sorry. Don’t let me distract you. I know your schedule’s been a mess lately.”
Olivia shook that off, not wanting to think about all the chemo sessions and doctor visits she’d accompanied Sarah to lately. The blonde was wearing the black-framed reading glasses she sometimes fell back on when there was too much research or too many reports to wade through. She adjusted them now, mostly to give her hands something to do. Because Sarah wasn’t sorry at all. Like usual, she knew precisely what she was doing, the effect she was having.
[x]GOSH THEY’RE PRETTY. (This prompted me to finally read the fic, which I’ve had open in a tab for months b/c my brain actually short circuits when a fic has chapters and is longer than 1,000 words. And it’s WIP! *shakes tiny fists* And also now I totally want the sub-fic hinted at in the backstory when James and John, er, persuaded Felicia Burnett to come with them again when Sarah was shot, and she came and saved Sarah’s life again and had more subtext and figured things out and also possibly shared meaningful glances full of significance with Olivia about Sarah’s truths and lies. Because everyone would have been, like, standing around loving Sarah REALLY HARD, as all people should, and REALLY SILENTLY b/c that’s the only way she’d tolerate it. And I want to eavesdrop on that hour-long convo Sarah had with James. I SHIP IT ALL.)
I’m so tickled there are some fanworks for this pairing now. <3
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Olivia is a hero, she will conquer all. She’ll deal.
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