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"How come you've never been caught for burning things down?" Oracle held up her hand and extended a finger “It was one thing I burned down and that was to make sure they couldn’t recover.” seemed like a fat lot of good that did her.
Lowering her hand Oracle started to run through her own options in her head of where she could run if the situation called for it, however she had no plans to run unless there was no other option open to her “And usually you can’t catch what you can’t find.”
“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.” ― Douglas Adams
"Yes, there is that." She said, with no small helping of wry. "Well, they know where you are now." She frowned at the road, her mouth actually bitter. "I'm sorry about that, Oracle, and I'm going to find a way to fix it. When this is all over, I have every intention of being sure things are better for you than they were. I know this is my fault."
Even if she suspected that someday, the gig would have been up for Oracle, Sarah Jane was fairly certain she'd influenced events to the point that the young Ginger was on the run again years before she should have to be. It was galling that this this girl, as a child had done a better job of concealment than Sarah Jane had.
"Will you try to trust me just a while longer? Please? Generally . . . . " she trailed off a little, thinking of it, and a quick flash of a cheeky smile touched her face. "I usually manage to 'win' rather decisively."
"I'm sorry about that, Oracle, and I'm going to find a way to fix it. When this is all over, I have every intention of being sure things are better for you than they were. I know this is my fault." Oracle leaned over a little at the waist while she listened to Sarah Jane and forced “It’s fine.” out.
"I usually manage to 'win' rather decisively." “I believe you.” She started to grabbing at the door handle a little suddenly all that had happened hitting her “Pull over.”
“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.” ― Douglas Adams
She jolted when the girl took the car handle in hand, fumbling at it a little. That raspy, little harmonica-voice sounded just as tight asking her to pull over as she had when she unconvincingly told Sarah Jane that it was 'alright'. She was half afraid that Oracle would jump out of the moving car, and she pulled over, breaking smoothly but with more G force than she would have allowed if this young woman was still a minor. She had to remind herself that no matter how diminutive, Oracle was a full fledged adult.
Well, if she was going to bolt from the car, Sarah Jane wanted it to be a 0 kilometers an hour. Even if this half-captive she had was intending on bolting down the road, continuing on was no option. If she had to, Sarah Jane would go begging after her down the road.
"Alright . .alright-!"
She put all her concentration into stopping without sending her passenger into the dash, nor letting her get impatient enough to burst out out the door as she seemed suddenly willing to do, hand on the handle.
"Alright . .alright-!" Oracle placed her hand on the dashboard instinctively when Sarah Janes car came to a complete stop while fumbling with the door handle trying to get the door open.
Finally managing to get the door open, Oracle flung herself out of the car and walked a few feet away from it taking a couple of deep breaths as if trying to center and calm herself, suddenly Oracle bent double at the waist and proceeded to vomit up the contents of her stomach.
“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.” ― Douglas Adams
She reached for her. Sarah Jane's hand flashed out as fast as a mother with a toddler who is bobbling too close to the bricks. Instinctual and snatching, she still couldn't get ahold of her as she popped out of the car like toast from a toaster. "Oracle! Wait! Wait!"
The first 'wait' was spent useless and waving in the direction of the open passenger side door. By the second 'wait' she was clawing at her own seat belt and door as Oracle quickly limped a few steps a way.
"Don't GO!" she insisted, panic in her heart. She really didn't want to blow this, and here she was like a girl with a box of sweaty gel-ignite. She was on her feet and coming around the side of the car when she recognized the line of the Ginger's shoulders. Hard to mistake.
Poor little lightning bug.
"Oh-" Her panic broke off awkwardly.
"Okay, honey." No, Sarah Jane didn't sound like it was okay, but she sounded like she understood. Like she knew it was her fault.
She looked away to give the girl some small privacy and went to get paper towels and fresh water out of the boot. And fresh socks. If she'd learned one thing about traveling the universe, it was to travel with extra socks. Well, and a towel.
Oracle sat down slowly after she was sure she wasn’t going to throw up anymore of the tuna she had left in her stomach.
Wrapping her arms around her midsection some, her bare arms causing her to feel more exposed that she would like, she tried to keep a neutral expression on her face as she mentally tried to get a grasp on the situation that felt like it was slowly tumbling out of her control.
“You know, I’ve often wondered what if would have been like my situation had been different.” her mind was buzzing a little with voices so she closed her eyes and took a couple of deep breaths focusing on forcing them to the back of her mind.
“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.” ― Douglas Adams
A car horn blasted, tires screeched, and a single dim headlight swooped crazy off into surrounding greenery.
Sarah Jane tried to keep them both on their feet as she firmly gathered Oracle from behind and yanked her half a meter farther away from the road. The car wouldn't have hit Oracler, but it was close, much too close for comfort as far as Sarah Jane and the driver of the car were concerned. The driver continued to lay on the horn in protest as they drove farther into the night.
She stumbled a few steps, drawn off by Oracle's inertia, her boots sliding on gravel an inch or two. But they finished standing up.
"Away from the edge, shall we?" she panted a little, her grip shifting on Oracle's arm as she drew the girl closer to the car. Her heart was hammering in her chest. It had been terrifying seeing the girl's frame, arms just in shirtsleeves, looking like something made of paper standing in the dim light. "Are you alright?"
Oracle hadn’t been completely paying attention to the world outside her head, so when Sarah Jane grabbed her and yanked her out of the way of the oncoming car Oracle let out a slight squeak, that she’d never admit had ever came out of her mouth in a million years.
"Away from the edge, shall we?” Shuddering a little as Sarah Jane drew her closer to the car "Are you alright?" Oracle blinked one eye then the other and shook her head finally clearing it before answering. “Emotionally…no, mentally, never have been and Physically I’m undamaged, minus the sprained ankle.”
“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.” ― Douglas Adams
She kept guiding Oracle right back to the open door of the passenger seat, giving her little nudges to encourage her to sit down.
"Get off that ankle I'll be right back."
It wasn't much of an answer to Oracle's aching honesty, but frankly, it was going to take Sarah Jane a moment to come up with something worthy. She caught up the things she'd dropped on the road. She handed the water bottle out to Oracle with the lid off, tossed the towel on the girl's lap, then scooped up her own coat off the passenger side dash and shook it out of it's folds.
"Bravery makes up for a lot, Oracle. I'll never forget how you grabbed the third rail of that tram." Her voice is low and careful. Guilt is weighing on her. When she'd met the young woman, she'd been fine. She'd been pickpocketing and brassy. Now she looked like a cat that had been left out on a cold night.
Oracle held up her hands as if to say ok ok when Sarah Jane pushed her towards the passenger seat of the car before sitting down.
Graciously she took the water bottle when Sarah Jane offered it “Thanks.” she took a swig of it trying to get the taste out of her mouth.
"Bravery makes up for a lot, Oracle. I'll never forget how you grabbed the third rail of that tram." Oracle looked at the towel that Sarah Jane hand thrown in her lap picking a little at the fabric “It was that or let those Angels feed on those people, you guys couldn’t do what I could so I pushed as much power into that line as I possibly could to move that thing.”
She watched Sarah Jane face for a moment “Sarah Jane, look at me all of this, it’s just a bump in the road for me. Guilt helps no one.” at least in this case it didn’t.
“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.” ― Douglas Adams
Perhaps it was that the girl seemed so set in her ways. So certain that reality was only one way, and that she'd already figured it out. Maybe Sarah Jane was looking for some way to pull down Oracle's defenses, not regarding danger, but rearding safety. Regarding peace, and how such a thing could be found.
Sarah Jane had rescued her bundled leather jacket from the floor of the car. now she held it up in both hands and let it fall loose. She was going to miss it, she though, giving it one last look while it was still hers.
"Never underestimate the power of guilt, Oracle." She draped the jacket over the ginger's shoulders "And please, you need a jacket. Keep this one."
It would be a little big on her, but Sarah Jane suspected she liked her clothes that way.
"Never underestimate the power of guilt, Oracle." “..I don’t.” she squirmed a little when Sarah Jane draped the jacket over her shoulders and told her to keep it. "And please, you need a jacket. Keep this one." “Tha…thanks.”
Sliding her arms through the sleeves Oracle held her arms up for a second, she hadn’t realized how much longer Sarah Janes arms where than hers, pushing the sleeves up some. Clearing her throat because she didn’t really know how to respond “So, this friend of yours?”
“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.” ― Douglas Adams
She'd spent half a day with this little firecracker already. She hadn't seen the girl's defenses down for anything less than being confronted with her own fuzzy childhood blown bigger than life on Mr.Smith's screen. And quite a past at that. Now this threw Oracle, Sarah Jane could see it. The young woman was shyly pleased and confused. Sarah Jane was glad to show her something new.
"Toes in." She said, giving her a wave, then shutting the door as soon as she was clear. She answered the girl's query once she was back in the driver's seat. "Baaak(click!) Isn't human. He's hiding here. But he just can't keep off the Intergalaxy Webs." She threw the car into a higher gear, staring into the night. "He'll know who to ask for the information we need without getting caught."
I hope.
She shot Oracle another look to see if she was going to hold together. Sarah Jane may have hit the road too soon, but she wasn't certain if they were being followed or not.
"Oracle, this may get even bumpier from here, but I promise you, I'm with you all the way." She looked out the front, eyes steely. "And I don't loose."
"Baaak(click!) Isn't human. He's hiding here. But he just can't keep off the Intergalaxy Webs." “Baaak? Interesting name.” "He'll know who to ask for the information we need without getting caught.” Oracle nodded feeling better, “Ok, if you trust them then I guess I can to.”
"Oracle, this may get even bumpier from here, but I promise you, I'm with you all the way." Oracle crossed her legs on the seat and looked at Sarah Jane for a moment "And I don't loose." it took her a moment to come up with a response to that, she’d never really held out much hope for anything and that loosing was a part of life, but for once she hoped Sarah Jane was right “Yeah, ok.”
“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.” ― Douglas Adams
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