Laurel spends a long time waiting for Oliver and Sara to come home.
It’s not in a way she ever outwardly acknowledges, given the circumstances, but there are weeks where each time she picks up the phone or someone knocks on the door, she’s hoping that there will be good news. That her sister or Oliver will be on the other side of it. That this nightmare will be over and in some ways, things can begin to heal.
She lies to herself and claims to have put it behind her at a certain point. She kisses Tommy to tell herself she’s moving on. She pushes herself into work to solve problems that she can and get justice for other people that she’s never going to have. She isn’t sure if she’s waiting so that she can be angry with them in person, at the people who really deserve it, or if she’s waiting because she wants them back so desperately she can’t breathe, but she waits all the same.
Maybe it’s just hard to believe when there isn’t a body for them to bury. When their headstones sit over empty graves. It seems a lot less final when you can’t see the evidence. That suspicion is only confirmed when Oliver returns to her life five years later, and she feels like she can breathe just a little bit more. Sara follows him not long after and her sister manages to pull her up to the surface again. She stops drowning and stops waiting and tries to throw herself back into her life again, for better or for worse.
Sara dies again, and her world comes collapsing down around her again. She holds her sister in her arms and knows that this time she won’t wait to rebuild. This time, she’s ready to take on the fight herself, to swim to the surface and do more than survive. Her sister has a legacy to protect, and she will make sure that it’s defended with every breath she has.
She’s done simply waiting. Its time for her to actually act.
wait till the sky is clear ~ dctv ~ 349
It’s not in a way she ever outwardly acknowledges, given the circumstances, but there are weeks where each time she picks up the phone or someone knocks on the door, she’s hoping that there will be good news. That her sister or Oliver will be on the other side of it. That this nightmare will be over and in some ways, things can begin to heal.
She lies to herself and claims to have put it behind her at a certain point. She kisses Tommy to tell herself she’s moving on. She pushes herself into work to solve problems that she can and get justice for other people that she’s never going to have. She isn’t sure if she’s waiting so that she can be angry with them in person, at the people who really deserve it, or if she’s waiting because she wants them back so desperately she can’t breathe, but she waits all the same.
Maybe it’s just hard to believe when there isn’t a body for them to bury. When their headstones sit over empty graves. It seems a lot less final when you can’t see the evidence. That suspicion is only confirmed when Oliver returns to her life five years later, and she feels like she can breathe just a little bit more. Sara follows him not long after and her sister manages to pull her up to the surface again. She stops drowning and stops waiting and tries to throw herself back into her life again, for better or for worse.
Sara dies again, and her world comes collapsing down around her again. She holds her sister in her arms and knows that this time she won’t wait to rebuild. This time, she’s ready to take on the fight herself, to swim to the surface and do more than survive. Her sister has a legacy to protect, and she will make sure that it’s defended with every breath she has.
She’s done simply waiting. Its time for her to actually act.