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A/N: This chappy might turn out a bit mushy and stuff but bear with me.
CHAPTER.4:
Syd was at home when Alice got home. She stands up and walks to Alice, but senses that
something's wrong.
"What's wrong?" Syd asked, the angry looking Alice.
"We got a tape today. It had you and Sloane on it. You killed you're Fiancée? When you get
bored of me, are you gonna kill me too?" Alice shouted, She had started calmly but ended up
shouting.
"No, of course not! And I got guilty after I killed him. I'm sorry. Why would you think that?
You know I care about you." Syd was telling her, with tears in her eyes.
"Get out!!! I can't trust you. I should have never trusted you. Get your stuff later, just get out!!!"
"Please, Alice. Let's talk about this." Syd pleaded but Alice went into the bedroom and locked.
If Syd really wanted she could pick the lock but she didn't see the point so she just left.
~*~*~*~
*KNOCK!!! KNOCK!!! *
Syd knocks on Sark's apartment door. A minute later the door is open and a funny looking, groggy
Sark comes to the door. Probably, hiding a gun in the back off his sweat-pants.
"Ilana?" He asked, half-asleep.
"Sydney, Adam. Call me Sydney." She steps into his flat and hugs him.
He's surprised but hugs her back. She didn't know who else she could go to. Her new friend, Francie, was
out of town with her boyfriend, Will.
And she hadn't known her CIA-handler long enough.
And don't even get her started on her Dad.
Sark was the only one she trusted.
She trusted an assassin.
THE END!!! ~ PLZ, R&R
BY: Kasha, Iceland (Dru on SD-1.com)
A/N: This chappy might turn out a bit mushy and stuff but bear with me.
CHAPTER.4:
Syd was at home when Alice got home. She stands up and walks to Alice, but senses that
something's wrong.
"What's wrong?" Syd asked, the angry looking Alice.
"We got a tape today. It had you and Sloane on it. You killed you're Fiancée? When you get
bored of me, are you gonna kill me too?" Alice shouted, She had started calmly but ended up
shouting.
"No, of course not! And I got guilty after I killed him. I'm sorry. Why would you think that?
You know I care about you." Syd was telling her, with tears in her eyes.
"Get out!!! I can't trust you. I should have never trusted you. Get your stuff later, just get out!!!"
"Please, Alice. Let's talk about this." Syd pleaded but Alice went into the bedroom and locked.
If Syd really wanted she could pick the lock but she didn't see the point so she just left.
~*~*~*~
*KNOCK!!! KNOCK!!! *
Syd knocks on Sark's apartment door. A minute later the door is open and a funny looking, groggy
Sark comes to the door. Probably, hiding a gun in the back off his sweat-pants.
"Ilana?" He asked, half-asleep.
"Sydney, Adam. Call me Sydney." She steps into his flat and hugs him.
He's surprised but hugs her back. She didn't know who else she could go to. Her new friend, Francie, was
out of town with her boyfriend, Will.
And she hadn't known her CIA-handler long enough.
And don't even get her started on her Dad.
Sark was the only one she trusted.
She trusted an assassin.
THE END!!! ~ PLZ, R&R
BY: Kasha, Iceland (Dru on SD-1.com)