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Saturday, 01 March 2008 00:00

As she stood watching her life fall apart she felt like her life was

over, feeling the sadness rising deep within her. Slowly turning to

walk away she realised she had no real idea of where she was going, or

where she would go after this. Wandering through the city streets she

contemplated her life as she tried in vain to find somewhere to go to

get out from the pouring rain that seemed to be getting heavier with

each passing moment, but having no money and looking the way she did

she wasn't having any luck. “... So you see if you could just let me

come in for a moment to dry off I'd be most grateful?” she asked for

what seemed like the hundredth time, and after getting turned away

again she sadly walked away. Hurt lost lonely and dejected, she hoped

and prayed that her prince would come along and save the day.


As he walked away from the banks of the River Thames and the devastation

of this last case, he felt totally lost and in need of salvation. ‘It's

my fault.' Was all that went through his tired and weary mind, as he

walked through the city streets, getting soaked in the pouring rain he

had no idea where he was going just that he needed to go somewhere.

With his mind full of all the hurt and pain in his heart he walked

through the deserted city streets desperate to find some solitude,

thinking about the people he'd lost it all started to become too much

for him as his tears threatened to fall. Not being able to take anymore

and as he came to a stop in the middle of the street, outside of the

Ritz Hotel his tears just couldn't stop falling. As thoughts of his

wife and son mixed with that of his team his tears continued to fall,

mixing with the falling rain that didn't seem to want to let up either.



“Look sir, I know you're upset but you'll have to move on as it's

putting people off coming inside.” The uniformed man said, his blank

expressionless face gave nothing away. At any other normal day or time

his reaction would have been to kick scream and shout until he was

heard, but instead today all he could do was blink a few times put his

head down and walk away sadly. With tears still flowing from his eyes

he walked blindly through the streets, carrying the heavy painful

weight of it all upon his shoulders and the tightness across his chest

of his heart breaking. Looking for somewhere, anywhere to rest his

weary soul and find salvation. Walking through the back streets he came

across this small café, walking inside he looked at himself in the

mirror behind the counter and realised he was a mess. Ordering a coffee

and sitting out the way in the corner he tried to make sense of it all,

knowing deep down inside the pain in his heart and soul was still

immense and it would take a small miracle to ‘fix' him once more.


As she passed by the small café she almost passed by feeling like she

couldn't really stomach getting turned away again, but standing outside

the door she felt something deep within her telling her that she

shouldn't walk by. Walking inside and heading for the counter she too

caught herself in the mirror and realised what a mess she looked,

trying to smile as best she could to the man who approached her from

behind the counter she was determined not to cry this time. Taking a

deep breath and smiling a smile she knew would never reach her lips;

she spoke and told of her plight to the man behind the counter. “Excuse

me, please can you help me?” She started; preparing herself for the

moment she was turned down again and told to leave. “What's happened my

dear?” The man behind the counter said as he looked with concern and

worry, shocking her for a moment with his concern. Smiling a little she

continued after he had introduced himself. “I just need somewhere warm

to sit and dry off while I think, I've had a really bad day and I need

to....” Pausing as her voiced trailed off, the tears she swore wouldn't

fall did.


Looking up to see this beautiful young woman walk in, the first thing he

noticed was her sad eyes. Then he noticed the bruises and cuts, tears

and dishevelled look that he himself was now sporting. Sensing this

beautiful woman had also been through hell something deep inside him

drove him to instinctively head towards her, and as he listened to her

plea for help almost on auto pilot he offered his help along with that

of Jack's; the man behind the counter. “What's the matter my love?” He

said as he handed her his handkerchief, wishing he could take this

beautiful young lady's pain away. “My life is over, I've lost

everything.” She said tearfully as she took the handkerchief, turning

to face the man and thank him she came face to face with a handsome man

that looked just as lost and hurt as she did. Both became captivated by

each others eyes, the seemed to say so much and for a long time silence

surrounded them both. “Thank you, you're most kind.” She said as she

let her hand linger upon his for as long as she could, not wanting this

moment to end. Is this my Knight in shining armour? She thought to

herself as she wiped her eyes.


Seeing her shiver he put out an arm for her to follow him and asked if

she'd like to join him, noting her fear he spoke. “My name's Peter,

would you care to join me for a coffee?” Smiling she could just somehow

tell she was safe with this man, and nodding slightly she followed him

over to his table. Sitting opposite each other he poured her a cup of

coffee and silently tried to work out just what each others ‘story'

was, and just why both where sitting in this small back street café

lost hurt and lonely. “Thank you for your kindness Peter, I'm Sarah.”

She told him as she tried to search his eyes and reach his soul,

smiling back at her the best he could he too was trying to search her

eyes and reach her soul. Both praying that the other would be what they

needed to take their pain and fears away, hoping that the pain and

loneliness each felt would soon go away. “Do you want to talk?” He

hardly heard himself say as the silence surrounded them that only

seemed to enhance the moment, trying to smile she looked up into his

brown eyes that showed so much of his pain and hurt. “I was just about

to ask you the same Peter!” As they both smiled and looked deep into

each others eyes both felt something stirring deep down inside that

neither would be able to explain, taking a deep breath he spoke first.


“I'm a Policeman with the Met; I head up a unit specially assigned to

solving ‘cold cases.' We just lost another member of the team today, I

just feel like...” His words trailing off as he thought about Stella's

lifeless body laying in his arms, biting his lip to try and stop his

tears from falling he sat staring down into his coffee. “Oh Peter, how

awful for you. What happened?” Sarah said as she instinctively placed

her hand on top of his, trying to comfort him the best she could. Even

though she had lost everything, she still knew how to care, watching

his gaze shift to her hand upon his she smiled. Touched by her comfort

and concern, Boyd smiled slightly and tried to find the words he

needed. “One minute we were talking and the next she was laying in my

arms covered with blood.” As a tear left his eye, he tried not to let

her see but as she squeezed his hand gently he knew she had. “Is there

anyone I can call for you Peter, your wife or girlfriend maybe? You are

obviously in shock.” Sarah said before she realised, thinking she was

doing the right thing. Not knowing it was all too much for him, as he

broke down unable to stop his tears or the pain he felt.


“My wife died after we divorced when Joe...” Not being able to finish

the sentence, Boyd could no longer be strong or hold on. Seeing the

pain and hurt in his eyes Sarah knew whatever he was going through or

had been through was enough to break him, wondering how such a kind man

could have been so hurt she spoke. “Oh Peter I'm so sorry, I didn't

mean to upset you.” With tears in her own eyes, the silence surrounding

them again Sarah thought of his pain. Realising that something was

still stirring deep down inside her, Sarah wondered how a perfect

stranger could create such feelings within her. As two strangers, hurt

lost and lonely sat crying to each other neither could have known that

their lives would start to get better. “I was ten when my parents died

in a terrible car crash and I had to go stay with foster parents. I

wish I had died in the crash with them, my ‘new family' abused me.

After five years I want in and out of care homes, until I met Steve.”

Sarah managed to say through the tears, noticing that he had now begun

to stroke the back of her hand he had started to hold. Both knew it was

for comfort but somewhere deep inside Sarah felt a longing desire that

she thought had left her forever.


“Joe was a wonderful child but as things began to go wrong between

myself and his mother, he would run away...” Pausing for a moment

unsure why he felt so comfortable tell a perfect stranger his deepest

darkest fears Boyd realised he had been stroking the back of Sarah's

hand, feeling a yearning desire deep within him for the first time

since Mel Boyd looked up into the eyes of an angel and knew instantly

he had fallen. “At sixteen Joe ran away for good, I've not seen him

since...” Biting his lip once more to try hold the tears back, noticing

how she squeezed his hand and looked back into her eyes. Sarah sat

trying to find the right words not only for comfort but also to explain

what she was feeling, looking into his eyes she was surprised to find

that her own fears and questions were being returned. Captivated by his

eyes she saw the tears fall from them and instinctively wiped them

away, softly speaking to him. “Oh Peter.” Was all Sarah could say as

she saw all the hurt and pain running through his eyes, sitting there

in silence knowing neither needed to say anything. “What happened

between you and Steve?” Boyd asked, knowing that something had happen

to her.


“He's all I've ever known since we started seeing each other when I was

sixteen, I feel so lost without him.” Seeing the disappointment in his

eyes, Sarah tried to search for what he was feeling as she continued.

“I thought he loved me, he was my first.” Feeling embarrassed Sarah

paused, trying to find the right words. The pain and hurt in her voice

was evident and as she tried to hold back her tears again, she lost the

fight and let them fall silently. Gently wiping the freshly fallen

tears away, Boyd continued to silently hold her hands hoping that it

was a comfort to her. As Sarah looked up into Boyd's eyes she could

tell he wasn't like the rest, and sighing deeply she continued. “After

breaking me mentally Steve then began to break me physically after I

hit eighteen.” Sarah said as she searched for a sign in his eyes that

he felt the same, knowing she had fallen for this handsome kind

stranger. Wishing he could understand how any man could do that to a

woman let alone such a beautiful one, Boyd sat there trying to search

for signs in her eyes that she felt the same way he did.


“How could Steve do that to you Sarah? I'd never...” Boyd started,

trailing off when he realised neither of them were in any fit state to

go down that road, staring back down to his coffee Boyd hoped she'd not

heard him. “I know you wouldn't Peter, you're not like him. After he

had cheated on me for the tenth time I confronted him.” Pausing as she

looked deep in Boyd's eyes she saw something she wasn't expecting, love

and surprisingly enough she realised he saw that in her eyes too.

“After a huge row today, he did this to me...” Indicating to the

bruises and cuts that adorned her beautiful face, seeing the sadness in

his eyes as Boyd tenderly touched her cheek, gently squeezing her hand

with his free hand. “He kicked me out of my home and left me with

nothing but what you see in front of you now.” Holding her palms up

indicating that all she had was what Boyd saw in front of him,  a lost

hurt and broken woman.


Looking into his eyes Sarah could just tell that he would take care of

her, and that she would be safe with him. As Boyd ordered food and

reassured Sarah it was ok he realised he wasn't ready to let her go

yet, telling her that she deserved better Boyd finally allowed someone

into his heart again. “You are such a beautiful woman Sarah, you

deserve so much better. You remind me of Mel...” Boyd's voice faded as

he couldn't stop himself from mentioning her name, feeling the sadness

rise deep within him at the thought of the young woman he never got the

chance to tell the truth to. The tears pricking his eyes, Boyd wanted

to look away but found he couldn't. “Mel was the first member of my

team; she lost her life after she apprehended a victim that became a

suspect too.” Pausing as he tired to hold back the tears, Boyd hadn't

talked about Mel or how he felt since that fateful day. “She fell and

hit my car...” He sobbed through the grief and pain, as his tears fell

silently. “It's my fault, I couldn't protect her...” Boyd cried feeling

all the years of hurt and pain flooding out, sensing his pain Sarah

moved to his side and held him instinctively in her arms.


Whispering soft reassurances into his hair as he continued to weep,

softly rubbing his back for comfort, Sarah wished she could take his

pain away. “I couldn't save her... She didn't know, I never told I...”

Boyd managed to say through the tears, wishing he'd got the chance and

praying he got a second chance with this beautiful kind woman holding

him tightly in her loving arms. Sarah held Boyd closer and continued to

whisper soft reassurances into his hair, trying as best she could to

sooth away his pain and hurt. “I never told her I loved her, I never

said I love you.” Was all Boyd could manage before his grief and pain

took over, feeling her own tears fall Sarah thought of the pain he must

have gone through. “Oh Peter!” Sarah tenderly cried into his hair as

she tightened her arms around him, feeling how he buried his head into

her chest and sobbed silently. Both became oblivious to their

surroundings and as time passed them by both stayed in each others

arms, comforting and crying upon each other.


As day turned to night, Boyd and Sarah still held each other in the same

close embrace as the customers came and went. It was only when Jack

approached and spoke to them while clearing tables that either of them

realised that had been there all day, or that it was time for them both

to start thinking about where they should go from here. “If you love

someone you should tell them every chance you get, you know?” Jack's

deep voice startled them both slightly, both looking up at him through

tear stained red eyes both questioningly looked at him before he went

on. “When I met my wife Tina, I swore I'd never forget to tell her

everyday that I loved her.” Sitting down at the table next to Boyd and

Sarah, Jack went on noting how they still hadn't let go of each other.

“I just wish I'd had the chance with Lucy...” Jack's words trailed off

as he thought about the woman who had stolen his heart all those years

ago, holding back the tears as he continued. “We worked together and

although I felt instantly in love with her I could never say anything,

I never had the confidence to do so.” Pausing to say goodbye to his

last customers, Jack locked up and came back over to Boyd and Sarah who

was now sat perched upon Boyd's lap.


“Lucy was due to leave and go abroad and I felt like I would be able to

tell her before she left...” Pausing to hold the tears back still, Jack

thought about that last day he saw Lucy. “When she didn't turn up when

she was meant to I got worried, I searched everywhere for her. When I

finally found her she was laying in a hospital somewhere after being

involved in a car crash...” Turing away to hide his tears, Sarah held

onto Boyd tightly feeling him do the same. “I never got the chance to

tell her I loved her, and it destroyed me. So now that I have my Tina,

I never let a day go by when I don't tell her I love her.” Jack said as

he regained his composure, getting up to leave Boyd and Sarah alone for

a while Jack turned to leave speaking before he left. “Sometimes you

don't get a second chance to say I love you, you should always take the

chance when you can.” Walking away Jack sighed deeply, hoping it would

be enough. Sitting in silence both Boyd and Sarah felt Jack's words

hitting home, knowing he was right and that they couldn't just walk

away now.


“Thank you for coming to my aid today Peter. You have restored my faith

in men, I finally feel ready to love again.” Sarah said softly as she

moved slightly so she was perched on his lap but facing him, smiling at

him with her beautiful blue eyes he could see the tears drying up and

hoped that they never felt that pain again. “I feel the same way Sarah,

I know I never got he chance to tell Mel I loved her but now I feel

like I have a second chance I have no intention of letting it escape me

again.” Boyd answered as he gently caressed her back and looked deep

into her eyes, feeling like he could finally become the man he wished

he was Boyd smiled. Both saw something in each others eyes and just

seemed to know what the other felt and was thinking, neither were ready

to walked away or let the moment go. “I know we have only just met

Sarah, but I can't imagine my life without you in it. I couldn't stand

being apart from you for even one day, I'd really like you to stay with

me and to get to know you better.” It wasn't so much of a question,

Boyd just said what he was feeling and thinking smiling at how Grace

would be laughing at this new sensitive side he was showing.


“I feel the same way about you Peter, I can't envision not knowing you.

I would love to stay and spend time with you...” Sarah said as she

smiled the smile of an angel, leaning into Boyd's ear she whispered to

him how she felt. “I can't imagine you not being here by my side.”

Wanting to say that she had fallen, Sarah moved within inches of his

lips. He could feel her breathing slow and how she seemed to take each

breath in unison with his own, slowly Boyd inched further towards her

lips feeling his own desires were as strong as hers he softly whispered

the words he could never normally say. “I love you Sarah.” He felt how

she smiled gently, moving inches further so that their lips were almost

ever so slightly touching Sarah spoke. “I love you too Peter.” Softly

she whispered her desire, and now as they sat having admitted their

feelings both felt ready to love and feel again. Moving forward, they

shared a tender kiss one that would linger for the longest time.

Finally they pulled away and would spend the rest of the night falling

deeper in love with each other, knowing that neither would ever be

along again.


As the time came for them both to finally leave, the both headed towards

the door. Taking her hand in his own, Boyd kissed the back of it and

softly whispered ‘I Love You' against the back of it. Smiling at each

other, they left together and headed for his home. As Jack watched them

leave Tina came and wrapped her arms around her loving husband and

spoke. “Just like the old days hey Jack?” Kissing his back and thinking

of the two perfect strangers that had just left and who reminded them

both of a past that neither could forget, smiling and turning to take

his wife in his arms Jack spoke. “Aye my darling aye, here's hoping

they have just as much as happiness as you and I my love.” Smiling at

his wife Jack knew that if Boyd and Sarah felt half they way he did for

Tina then they'd make it, turning away Jack spoke once more before the

pair went to bed. “I'm glad you came in that day, my beautiful perfect



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