Quinn Wilson is scarred and damaged, heartbroken and plagued with guilt because of the lose of the woman she loved, but long before that being the daughter of Slade Wilson and Adeline Kane will do things to a person.
Fate has bigger plans than she...
Quinn smiled at the agitated tone to her voice sitting down in the chair opposite her.
"I had girlfriend troubles." Quinn shrugged taking in the fresh bruising to her face.
What the hell!
" That's what happens when you don't choose me. " Laurel said sternly.
"Yeah, maybe but the heart is not rational Laurel you should know that by now."
" So you've been playing house with your little girlfriends, how lovely for you. "
Quinn frowned. "Hey, I was not playing house Laurel, grow up Alex and Sara mean so much to me."
" How precious, the Ice queen has had her heart thawed. " Laurel hide the hurt she felt behind her biting sarcasm, she missed Quinn, she had wanted to be the one she chose, how different she imagined her life would be if she had Quinn.
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Dark blue eyes glared across the dark bar, frustrated and feeling guilty she had to compose herself.
"Laurel listen, we would never have worked out we are too alike, too high spirited, stubborn, lonely."
" You never even tried. " Laurel leaned back in her chair glaring at her.
"No matter what you think, there is a reason I'm here now you are my friend I'm not leaving you again."
" Yeah, kinda like the time you said you loved me. " Laurel said sadly a smile over her mouth that never met her eyes.
Quinn tried to remember, she'd only ever told two women she loved them, back then it had only been Sara.
Suddenly a memory surfaced and it was clear.
"You remember huh?"
" Yeah. " Oh crap, I really did say it.
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The same dream haunted her, in the time since Sara's death it came back time and time again.
Of all the nightmares that haunted her sleep, this pierced through her soul the most.
Sara.
She and Sara, together happily holding hands, smiling, kissing, touching she could still feel her soft yet callused hands on her body, feel them grasped tightly, affectionately in her own.
It was the day they had gone away from the city for the weekend, taken a cabin by the lake just the two of them, woke late in the morning curled into each other's arms and kissed until hunger became too great.
Walked the under the trees that domed over the path, trees that had stood for centuries and seen many a lover walk hand in hand beneath them, they'd sailed out onto the lake Sara taking command of the ores because she wanted to show off for her girlfriend.
