Sarah looked at Ever, feeling the squeeze first and then slowly recognising the expression of resigned defeat in her eyes. Sarah looked slowly back to David. Clenched her jaw and fought against the slight pricking sensations behind her eyes. The smug grin which played around his mouth together with the realisation that the outcome she feared but hoped against hope would never materialise was imminent. Somewhere behind her a clock chimed -it sounded old, antique - and she almost laughed as the words of John Donne suddenly came into her head and turned the moment almost surreal. "Ask not for whom the bell tolls..."<br/><br/>But Sarah didn't laugh. There really was nothing funny about what was about to happen. She looked back to Ever. "it's ok. Really." she swallowed hard and gave her a reassuring smile. "He is right in one respect. It was my decision and you did what you could." She turned and looked back at McTaggart.<br/><br/>"Just out of curiosity, you twisted arrogant self-absorbed bastard, what exactly would happen if we just got up, and...erm...walked out the door? Hypothetically of course!"