A/N: Finally took the time to write a Sawyer fic. Only and mainly because I replayed BSC and I missed Sawyer, simple as that. I enjoyed the calm book and even though at first I questioned it getting a sequel I immediately realized “Hey that means more Sawyer! Whoop Whoop!” This is an omniscient POV and takes place in the last scene of the final chapter of book 1. I want an to add an extension of how Roxie leaving the Oakley Ranch initially affects everyone, mainly Sawyer. And I took some dialogue from the scene and either changed it or added some of my own,
Summary: When Sawyer realizes Roxie has left he immediately runs to bring her back home to where she belongs, with him.
The streams of the early morning sun gently woke Sawyer from his slumber. He slowly sat up in his bed mindlessly rubbing his eyes until he gradually felt less groggy. As he became more conscious his mind immediately found the person he dreamt of the previous night.
“Roxie…” he whispers aloud to himself.
He smiles as for next few minutes he pictures her. Her thousand-watt smile that would reach her hazel-green eyes to her witty comments, and how everyday when they would watch the sunset the Montana Sun would glisten off her penny hue skin. One of his hands runs through his dirty blonde hair as he just grins at how happy he feels. He removes himself from his bed to get dressed for the day. He slips each leg into his blue jeans, pulls and buttons them up, before turning to his dresser to reach for his signature red plaid shirt.
As he buttons it up, he then reminisces through everything he and his family has been through the last few weeks. Made possible because of the raven-curled beauty across the hall. He thinks of how lucky he is that her car broke down near his home instead of somewhere else. How things haven’t been the same but for the better. His thoughts soon wander to a more intimate nature, memories of all the times they made love. He involuntarily shivers as he remembers how soft she felt against him to her delicate hands that would glide across his torso and make him feel as if he was on fire, and how she fit so perfectly enclosed in his arms as if she was made for him and only him to hold.
He’s broken from his inner thoughts by a sharp glint of light that hits his eye. He swiftly raises his hand to block the light and moves closer to his window to see what’s it from. Peering outside he notices it’s from Roxie’s side view mirror on her car that’s slowly pulling out his driveway. Confused at her car leaving he finishes the last button and quickly runs out his room down the steps. Before reaching the front door he sees a piece of paper on the kitchen table in his peripheral view and stops to hold it in his hands. Reading the note he crumbles it before tossing it and attempts to catch up with Roxie.
“Hey! Roxie!! Stop!”
His words are lost in the dust that builds in the air from where her car pulled off. Distraught he runs back inside slamming the screen and main door loudly and paces inside the living room, wondering if he did something to upset her. His boots stomping back and forth which causes footsteps up above making their way down the stairs.
Sawyer barely looks up from his movement and ignores Duke and Brooklynne as they enter the room.
“What the hell is goin’ on? You’re waking up half the house.” said Duke annoyed.
“Yeah, Uncle Sawyer it’s like seven in the morning and I actually get to sleep in today.” Brooklynne whined rubbing sleep out her eyes.
Frustrated he yells “God Damn it! Roxie just left!”
Shocked at the tone of her Uncle’s voice, she steps backs and presses into her father.
“Jeez take it down a notch Sawyer, you’re scarin’ Brooklynne.”
“I can’t just take it easy, Duke. Roxie just left a goodbye note.” Sawyers voice raises even louder.
“What’s with all that hoop n hollerin’. You boys better not be fight’n it’s too early for this nonsense.”
Cliff’s gruff voice rings clear as he makes his way down the steps joining the rest of the Oakley clan in the living room. Finally calming his erratic movement Sawyer picks up the note he crumbled and handed to Duke. He plops himself on a nearby couch with a forlorn look and buries his face in his hands. As Duke unravels the note he reads aloud to the rest until reaching the end.
“She just left. After…everything.” Sawyers voice rings out softly stricken with hurt.
The others look to amongst the other questioning what to do. All saddened by the news at Roxie leaving, Brooklynne’s lips quiver, while Duke crosses his arms staring at the floorboards. Cliff has a grave expression before it disappears just as fast it came. He’s the first to speak.
“Well, I’ll be damned. I thought I raised you better.”
Sawyer lifts his face out of his hands and glances towards his father
“What are you talkin’ about dad.” he says tiredly
“I’m talking about how you’re letting the girl of yer dreams waltz out of yer life. I thought that I instilled in you boys to fight for what you want.”
“But-”
“But nothing, It’s obvious that this girl ain’t like the others. Meaning you can’t find another like her around these parts. She’s one of a kind and y’all made a connection. Lord knows the two of ya kept me awake some nights partaking in your funny business, making a lot of noise…”
Sawyer blushes at his father’s words “Dad..”
“What I’m getting at is you really care about her you’d fight for her. You done gon’ and already burnt up enough time. Go after her son and bring her home or you just going to give up?”
“Yeah, I agree with grandpa. Roxie is the best and this place won’t be the same without her. Plus I was getting used to having a cool aunt.”
“Brooklynne!” Duke chastised his daughter’s implication.
“What daddy?! She basically was. And if grandpa is telling it like it is so should I. Uncle Sawyer, excuse my language everyone but get off your ass feeling sorry for yourself and chase after her.”
“Brooklynne. You’re on thin ice. But seriously brother, what are you waiting for talking to us still? I’d be down the driveway already.”
Extending himself upright again and standing straight Sawyer’s face breaks into a determine look and smiles at everyone before rushing out the door towards the barn to grab Dolly. As he quickly grabs her from her pin and outside he hoists himself onto her.
“Come on girl. Let’s go get her.”
The horse neighs in response to Sawyer and begins to swiftly ride down the way towards driveway. The wind hits his face stinging him but he doesn’t care.
Some time passes as Sawyer and Dolly make their way onto a lone highway. He’s praying that he isn’t too late.As they press a little further, he slows Dolly down to give her break from such speeds.
“Easy girl. I know you gave it your all. How about a nice trot for the moment.”
She neighs back appreciatively and slows her pace. As they move along up ahead he notices a vehicle moving in front of them. Relief flooding his face, he nudges Dolly to pick up her speed just a bit more, and soon enough the car stops moving.
“Hey.” he calls out
“Hey.” he hears her reply softly.
He swings off Dolly and rushes towards Roxie’s car while she gets out to me him.
Huffing just slightly but able to make a sentence out Sawyer speaks first.
“Where’re you goin’?”
“Uh…Boston?”
“Boston?! Without even saying goodbye.” he whispers the last part as he steps closer to her. His fingers brushing a rogue curl away from her forehead
Roxie mouth opens and closes. She turns her head away from him and closes her eyes moving his hand away from her face.
“Sawyer…I..” her soft voice fades out..
Sawyer shakes his head disbelievingly. His eyes glistening.
“Seriously Roxie? Did everything that’s happened the last few weeks mean so little to you?”
Roxie whips her face so her eyes burn into Sawyer’s. He can see small tears slowly rolling down her cheek.
Her voice wavers slightly as she talks
“God no, Sawyer! I couldn’t say goodbye because the last few weeks have meant everything to me. I couldn’t even look you in the eye to tell any of you goodbye last night. Every time I tried to tell someone, I just couldn’t do it, especially to you. It hurts so much. I know it’s selfish, but I didn’t want to hurt myself anymore as it did for me to drive away this morning.”
Sawyer reaches for her hand as his eyes silently pleaded with her. Hers seem to look intensely back at him gazing at every small detail on his face.
“Then why you leavin’.”
She takes a deep breath.
“I got an job offer for my dream job…one that I couldn’t possibly refuse. Not after I worked so hard for it…”
He stays quiet for a few moments. He looks away briefly and down the road leaving Montana.
“I understand.”
“You do?”
“Of course. I don’t wanna take your dreams from you, Roxie. I wanna make them come true. And if this is the way to do that…We’ll all miss you. I’m going to miss you.” he turns to stare into her somber hazel eyes as he says the last part.
He hopes his eyes convey all the emotions he feels about her that he can’t find the words to say. His arms encircle her small frame and pulls her so close that she’s molded into his chest, her citrus perfume tickles nostrils as he leans down to press a chaste kiss to her forehead before pulling back.
Tears are still rolling down her face and he moves his hand to wipe them away
“Please don’t cry. An angel should never cry.”
“Sawyer…I’m going to miss you so much.”
He lets go of her and lets on fingertip slowly graze down her face before he walks back to Dolly only to stop a few feet away before turning around again.
“You know, my dad was talkin’ last night about offerin’ you a permanent position here on the ranch.”
Roxie calms her tears and takes a deep breath
“He was?”
Sawyer looks down to kick imaginary pebbles around with his boots
“Yeah. You’re basically family now. That is if you wanna be…”
He looks back at her with hopeful eyes. He watches as her face contemplates the information he just shared. As he waits expectantly he notices his favorite smile break out onto her face. His heart leaps in anticipation.
“Is that job offer still on the table?”
“Yeah, absolutely.”
“Good, because I think my definition of ‘Dream Job’ just changed.”
Sawyer lets out a yee-haw and runs to pick up Roxie and spin her around in joy. She squeals in surprise and amusement. Laughing at his antics.
“Aaah!! Sawyer, stop! Let me go!” she giggled.
He sets her down gently and puts his hands on both of her cheeks and kisses her long, slow and passionately. Every ounce of fear, longing, and relief pour into the kiss. And after a few moments he pulls away allowing oxygen to enter their systems again and moves to pepper her entire face with chaste kisses.
“Never again.”
He moves his right hand to tangle into her black curls and pull into a heart-stopping kiss once more, their tongues battling for dominance. Roxie pulls away first this time. Her eyes closed with a serene look plastered onto her face.
“Good. Because I don’t plan on doing the same ever again either.”
“If you did I might have to make you pay.”
“Is that a promise Cowboy?” her eyes laced with mischief.
Smiling like a fool Sawyer smirks down at Roxie and scoops her bridal style in her arms towards Dolly.
“Oh, Sawyer wait. My car”
“It’ll be fine. Right now I want to get you home where you belong.”
“I’m home in your arms, Sawyer. Anywhere you’re at, I’m home.”
He looks at her softly as they reach Dolly and easily sets her onto the horse before hoisting himself up and signalling Dolly to take them back to the ranch. As they move forward Roxie’s arms instinctively hold tight onto Sawyer and leans her head onto his back feeling his strong muscles..
“You know, you’re not the only one with a new dream.”
“Really? What’s next for the great Sawyer Oakley.”
“Being with you.”
He turns his head as she lifts hers and their eyes meet.
“I know it’s been so fast and only a few weeks. But what we have is so special and once in life kind of thang. It’s still too early to say those three big words but understand Roxie that I’m crazy about ‘cha.”
She leans to press a soft kiss to his lips and pulls away.
“I feel the same, Sawyer. I’m falling for you.”
They both smile and enjoy the rest of the ride in silence as they make their way home.
