To love you more
By: Kary G.
Disclaimer: I do not own Walker Texas Ranger.
A/N: First of all, the story "Survival" will be updated in a few more weeks. I've been reading bit and pieces of my stories and I can't help but smile. I noticed the grammar errors that are in those stories and that makes me realize that I keep getting better and better. I hope you guys enjoy this story as much as I did. Finally, texasrangergirl if your reading these let me know how you're doing. I haven't talk to you in months and I missed your stories! Enjoy!
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Sydney Cooke drove through the dark streets, her eyes focused on the road. She sighed feeling tired. Her neck ached; it felt like a thousand needles attacking her every second. Thank god! Tomorrow was Saturday and that meant waking up late. But, once again waking up late wasn't enough for her. After all, she was going to wake up, watch TV and eat alone. Without her partner next to her.
Her mind then concentrated on Gage. These past two days her partner seemed a little different. He used to laugh and joke with her every single day and now he looked like he was hiding something from her. She could see he was happy by just looking at those blue eyes. God, those eyes! Filled with an inexplicable sparkle. Sydney knew why all the happiness in those eyes. Gage had someone in his life. No, it wasn't Syd the one.
A feeling of sadness and rage traveled through Sydney's body. By just thinking her name or looking at her. Sydney passed a hand of frustration through her black and long hair. She wanted to tear her apart and just make her disappear. Was she jealous? No, she couldn't be jealous. But, then why was she feeling like that?
After driving for what it seemed an eternity. Sydney parked the car and got out checking the door was lock. Once she made sure that everything was fine she walked to her apartment. A shiver ran down Syd's spine feeling the cold breeze penetrating her clothes. She hurried her pace. Her heels were the only sound coming up the stairs. She searched her pocket for the keys and took them out to open the door.
She opened the door and was greeted by silence and a feeling of loneliness. She took her black boots off her small feet and threw them on the sofa. Her feet touched the cold floor but she didn't care. She was starving. The petite ranger searched the refrigerator and took two eggs along with some ham and some salsa. It felt strange to be all by herself, she moved to the living room and turn on the radio trying to relax and at the same time trying to vanish that horrible feeling away from her.
She poured oil into the pan and made her dinner trying to smell the delicious aroma of scrambled eggs drowned in salsa but her nose didn't seem to pick up the scent. Her mind went to Gage. Only him. Why was so hard to talk to him without looking straight at his eyes? Why did she feel her face becoming red whenever she was near him? And her heart seemed to pound loudly and wildly in her chest. Was she falling in love with Gage?
"That's ridiculous," she said it out loud. She looked down and noticed that her hand was holding the pan so tight that her knuckles were white. She eased her grip on the pan and quickly set her dinner in a plate. She took a fork out of a cabinet and a can of coke and started to eat. This was going to be a long night unless she called him. Her hand was moving towards her cell phone lying in the table. "Call him Cooke; you know you want to,"
She stopped eating and punched a few numbers on the small cell phone and waited. His phone was ringing and ringing. Maybe he wasn't at home. Maybe he was with Dahlia. "Dahlia, damn it! Gage pick up the phone," she thought. She closed her cell phone and tossed it on the floor angry that she couldn't hear his voice. She and Gage were perfect together until Dahlia came. Although, Dahlia seemed sweet and innocent, Sydney knew she wasn't like that. She couldn't put her finger on it. But, something was out of place.
"Who are you exactly, Dahlia?" she asked out loud knowing nobody was going to hear her. She stood up from her chair and brought her laptop to the living room. Sydney was not supposed to stick her nose where she shouldn't, but she had to find information about her.
Her fingertips typed rapidly in the small keyboard. She waited a few minutes to see Dahlia's record. To her surprise Dahlia was clean, no charges or tickets. Sydney closed her laptop. "What's wrong with you Cooke?" a voice inside her scolded the female ranger. She yawn feeling tired. She headed to bed and threw herself to bed and stayed there staring at the ceiling until her eyes closed.
