*A/N: Agh! Sorry it's been so long since an update!
Sydney arrived at Will's house and nervously rang the doorbell. Will had called her and said he needed to talk to her. Considering his reaction, or rather lack thereof, she had a hunch this was going to be bad. She felt terrible for using him in her cover story, but it was the only plausible explanation. Now she just had to figure out what to tell Will. And she wasn't looking forward to it. First announcing the news to everyone at SD- 6, now a whole new lie to make up for her friend.
And now would be the time to do that, she thought as Will came to the door.
"Hi Will! How are you?" she greeted warmly as she stepped inside.
"I'm fine, great...I think the question is how are YOU?"
"Really good."
"Yeah, I guess so."
Will just stood there in the entryway, staring at her wistfully.
Sydney was becoming uncomfortable.
"So umm...Will," she said, finally breaking him from his stupor. "What did you want to talk to me about?"
"Syd," he began. "Sydney, this is probably NONE of my business, but...I, I didn't even know you were...dating...again."
She looked up at him. He looked heartbroken, dejected, damaged. She was so ashamed of what she had to do. He had been nothing but a friend to her and she was about to lie yet again.
"Will, I'm so sorry I didn't tell you. After Danny...I was afraid of what people would think of me, if I dated again so soon. I've known him for a long time, Noah Hicks. We dated before you and I met."
Will was speechless.
"Wow, well, um, I...congratulations Syd."
Sydney knew he was feigning happiness for her sake - he couldn't tell a lie if his life depended on it. Unfortunately, hers did.
"Thanks."
Silence.
"Will, do you want to have dinner with Fran and me tonight?"
"Well I um, I've this, you know...story. I should really work on it."
"Oh. Ok then. I'll see you...later. Bye Will."
"Bye Syd."
Sydney walked out feeling like absolute slime. Not only had she lied, but she had also used her dead fiancee and the ex-boyfriend she had killed.
Great Sydney. Really great.
Sydney arrived at Will's house and nervously rang the doorbell. Will had called her and said he needed to talk to her. Considering his reaction, or rather lack thereof, she had a hunch this was going to be bad. She felt terrible for using him in her cover story, but it was the only plausible explanation. Now she just had to figure out what to tell Will. And she wasn't looking forward to it. First announcing the news to everyone at SD- 6, now a whole new lie to make up for her friend.
And now would be the time to do that, she thought as Will came to the door.
"Hi Will! How are you?" she greeted warmly as she stepped inside.
"I'm fine, great...I think the question is how are YOU?"
"Really good."
"Yeah, I guess so."
Will just stood there in the entryway, staring at her wistfully.
Sydney was becoming uncomfortable.
"So umm...Will," she said, finally breaking him from his stupor. "What did you want to talk to me about?"
"Syd," he began. "Sydney, this is probably NONE of my business, but...I, I didn't even know you were...dating...again."
She looked up at him. He looked heartbroken, dejected, damaged. She was so ashamed of what she had to do. He had been nothing but a friend to her and she was about to lie yet again.
"Will, I'm so sorry I didn't tell you. After Danny...I was afraid of what people would think of me, if I dated again so soon. I've known him for a long time, Noah Hicks. We dated before you and I met."
Will was speechless.
"Wow, well, um, I...congratulations Syd."
Sydney knew he was feigning happiness for her sake - he couldn't tell a lie if his life depended on it. Unfortunately, hers did.
"Thanks."
Silence.
"Will, do you want to have dinner with Fran and me tonight?"
"Well I um, I've this, you know...story. I should really work on it."
"Oh. Ok then. I'll see you...later. Bye Will."
"Bye Syd."
Sydney walked out feeling like absolute slime. Not only had she lied, but she had also used her dead fiancee and the ex-boyfriend she had killed.
Great Sydney. Really great.