No Escaping You

A Familiar Face

The woman bearing Nyssa's face sat down next to Tommy. And everything seemed to stand still for Sara and all she saw was her. The way her lips curved into a sly smirk as she greeted Tommy, the way her eyes caught the dim lights of the bar; everything else faded into the background. Then she turned and directed a smile at her, and Sara's heart leaped out of her chest.

Nyssa. Every bit of her was the woman in front of her. And that smile took her to the first and last memory she had of Nyssa. When she had found her on Lian Yu and cared for her after, and the moment they shared in the cell when she was back to her own self after coming out of the pit. Every bit as precious as any other memory she had with her.

"Hi, can I get a beer?" Nyssa's spoken voice woke her up from her trance.

"On the house." She gave her a sweet smile and handed her a newly opened bottle.

"Thanks." She replied with another smile of her own.

Sara went to the other side of the bar to get the order of a waving customer, but she could still hear their conversation.

"Really? I couldn't even get her name. You just sat down and you get a free beer?" Tommy said with some playful annoyance.

"What can I say? Your charm doesn't work on everyone."

Sara thought of how things could have been between her and Nyssa if they had simpler lives and had met on simpler circumstances. Would their connection and love for each other be as intense and as strong as it had been? Would they even had met? Nonetheless, look at where she is now. She may not have Nyssa with her, but there's the woman who bears her face seated at the bar not far from her. And it had only been months since she first arrived on that earth.

"Can I get you anything else?" Sara approached them again, but her attention was solely on her.

"You want another?" She asked Tommy.

"Sure."

"Two more would do." She said smiling at Sara.

"And maybe your name." Tommy added as she got two more bottles for them.

"Who's asking?" Sara asked placing the two bottles in front of them and an eyebrow raised at Tommy in challenge.

"I am."

Sara turned her attention back to the woman with so much resemblance to her beloved and smiled. If things had been simpler, she and Nyssa could have met just like that.

"In that case," she stood directly in front of her, leaned in against the bar to get a bit closer to her, until she could look deep into her eyes and see that every speck of color in them was as much as her Nyssa's. "Sara."

"Hello, Sara. Rebecca." She extended a hand out to her without breaking their stares, which Sara gladly shook.

"Rebecca." It may not have been Nyssa, but Sara liked how that name suited the bearer.

"Name's Tommy." Tommy tried to interject to no avail.

Rebecca couldn't pin point it, but she feels an unexplainable connection between her and Sara. The way she looks at her. It's like Sara knows her, though she knows very well that that was the first time she had seen the blonde girl with such intensely beautiful blue eyes, because that's not a face someone could simply forget.

"Hey, Sara, can I get two beers and four shots of tequila." One of her coworkers called out to her, breaking the spell between them.

"Excuse me." Her hand lingered in Rebecca's for a moment, before reluctantly letting go.