"Did you see me doing it?" Sabrina tried to free her hand, but he held on. The determined look in his eyes told her he wouldn't drop the subject. "Yes. Happy? Can we go now?" Despite giving him an answer, he still didn't unwrap his fingers from around her wrist, asking with curiosity, "When? In a vision?" "No.", she gritted out, "Let go." "Just tell me, Sabrina." "When we land." "Do you promise?" "You will have to wait and see." His hand let go of her wrist, and in the same second, he interwined their fingers together, pulling her along, "Come on, then, Deputy. Don't waste time now." "Giddy bastard.", she muttered quietly at his back. "I heard that, too." He strode towards the small plane like a man on a mission. Knowledge… Secrets… It's what drives you, indeed.
— In Hope of Tomorrow, John x Sabrina | FC5
"You look beautiful.", John whispered as his eyes met hers in the mirror. "And I think you're confused, Counsel, seeing how you're in the ladies' room." "We both know that's far from the most embarrassing predicament I've found myself in in the recent months." As he said that he advanced forward, and his hands landed on both sides of the counter, stopping her from retreating too soon. Chances were she would have made an escape before he was done with their conversation and finding out where they actually stood. She wore the same daring expression she did during the direct examination, one she aimed his way anytime she wasn't addressing the jury or his opponent, "You consider potential disbarment for misconduct an embarrassing predicament? You could lose all you've worked for, I'm actually serious about this." He couldn't help the smirk that emerged at her challenge and the fact she still cared for him on some level, "Keyword: potential. And I've decided it's worth the risk."
— A Trial of Errors, John x Sabrina | FC5 AU
“I'm sorry Father stopped your wedding.” “Mmm, no. Our function is to be dutiful servants to the king, no matter how inconsistent he becomes. Happiness and free will are no more than an illusion.” Mirab had seen that proven time and time again. Yet a part of her wished it hadn't been true, that she could face Saul, stand next to the man that had saved her life and occupied her thoughts even in absence, that her father would grant the one union she deeply wished for, because it meant bringing her happiness... No. The spontaneous wedding announcement had lasted but an hour, where she had tried to fool herself Saul was doing better and she could settle for a life with Jordan. That mirage had mostly ended in public humiliation, if the King was to ever find out she harboured feelings for his enemy, blood would be spilled.
— Emergence, Achish x Mirab | House of David
“As I see it, for the time being... we are on the same side, you and I.” “Are we?”, she knew better than to fall for tricks, no matter how much his smile was drawing her in. “Fine. I must admit that was a rather optimistic way of putting it. We desire the same thing.” The word rolled off his tongue, full of promise, an unrepentant invitation for more than a simple alliance. “Not quite. Or are you perhaps plotting your own people's downfall?”
— Shadows over Paris, John x Sabrina | FC5 x AC AU
