Notes: Thanks for all those interested in this fic. It is nice to see it is somewhat liked.
Thanks again to my betas SB and RED. You are great for putting up with me. No lyrics this time
around since I can't think of any (Oh the music snob horror!! I have failed.) Not sure when
the next chapter is going up but it is not likely to be before Tuesday.
~
"Well I see you two are having another one of your little family get togethers."
"What we are doing Mr. Sark is none of your business and if I were you I would not sneak up
on people and listen to their conversations. It may get you in trouble sometime," Jack said
with a threatening tone.
"I was not eavesdropping Mr. Bristow, I was coming over to speak to your lovely daughter about
that mission we'll be going on. We are colleagues after all."
"Hmm Yes. Well, if that is so how come you think Sydney and I have actually met here in the
past?"
"I am not as oblivious as Sloane is you know. I do notice when two people go off together on
a regular basis," Sark replied. He was starting to become annoyed at being questioned.
"YOU..."
"Dad! That is enough. Lets get back to work before someone else notices us and I will go talk
with Sark."
Jack took a deep breath and said, "Alright. I will need to talk to you later though."
Sydney and Sark went off into his private office to talk while Jack went over to his own
desk to get some work done. Sark had not even closed the door when Sydney started talking.
"What did you hear Sark?"
"Why don't we sit down before we converse, alright?"
Sark gestured with his right hand for her to sit down and she complied. As Syd watched him
she knew that Sark was intentionally taking his time walking to his desk and settling in.
After sitting down Sark crossed is legs at the ankles and leaned back into his black leather
chair. He looked at her for a few moments before sighing and straightening himself out again.
"You may speak now Ms. Bristow."
Offended by being given permission to speak Sydney snapped, "I may speak whenever I want to
you bastard so I don't need you telling me when it is okay."
Sark smirked at the fact he had gotten to her. "If that is what you believe Ms. Bristow," he
replied calmly.
Sydney was even more furious than before but reluctantly bit her tongue. She would get
nowhere if she let her temper take over and this was too important an issue to let that happen.
She said as evenly as she could, "So what did you hear and don't tell me nothing?"
Syd noticed that Sark was amused by the question. His left eyebrow rose and his blue eyes
seemed to sparkle as a half smile came to his face. He was enjoying himself far too much for
her taste.
"Nothing," was the only response he gave.
"Nothing? I don't believe you," she said with hardened contempt.
Sark appeared to be taken a back for a few seconds when he asked, "Why?"
"First off I am not stupid enough to trust you like everyone else in this office. I really
don't know how they became so tolerant and gullible when it comes to you. You're nothing but
some greedy hired gun after all."
Sark flinched and his face reddened at those last words. Whether it was because he was hurt
or insulted at being considered so low, she could not tell. To her amazement though, it only
took the span of a few seconds for him to be completely composed again.
"Secondly you are gaining too much pleasure from my asking not to know something so what is it?"
"As I said, not a thing. I was just walking up to speak to you when you turned around, but that
is not the reason we are here. Lets stop wasting our time with your paranoia and get on with the
real business."
From the look on his face she knew better than to interrupt.
"Our flight will be at 9am," he continued. "You are to be at the airport on time. We will be
staying at the Alkyon Hotel. We have adjoining rooms in case one of us needs the other. We will
spend the night there and early the next morning go onto the museum to fulfill our task. We will
come immediately back with the device. Understood?"
"Of course," grudgingly muttered.
"Good. Now if you will excuse me I have work to do."
Syd got up and walked over to the door. Before she left she took one look back to see Sark
concentrating hard on some papers on his desk. She then went over to the cooler for some water,
which she hoped would relax her. It did not work. She could only think about the fact that
things had not gone the way she thought they would. Sark could not be really innocent of
knowing what was said. Could he?
end of chapter 4
Thanks for reading. The chapters will get longer as the story goes on.
Thanks again to my betas SB and RED. You are great for putting up with me. No lyrics this time
around since I can't think of any (Oh the music snob horror!! I have failed.) Not sure when
the next chapter is going up but it is not likely to be before Tuesday.
~
"Well I see you two are having another one of your little family get togethers."
"What we are doing Mr. Sark is none of your business and if I were you I would not sneak up
on people and listen to their conversations. It may get you in trouble sometime," Jack said
with a threatening tone.
"I was not eavesdropping Mr. Bristow, I was coming over to speak to your lovely daughter about
that mission we'll be going on. We are colleagues after all."
"Hmm Yes. Well, if that is so how come you think Sydney and I have actually met here in the
past?"
"I am not as oblivious as Sloane is you know. I do notice when two people go off together on
a regular basis," Sark replied. He was starting to become annoyed at being questioned.
"YOU..."
"Dad! That is enough. Lets get back to work before someone else notices us and I will go talk
with Sark."
Jack took a deep breath and said, "Alright. I will need to talk to you later though."
Sydney and Sark went off into his private office to talk while Jack went over to his own
desk to get some work done. Sark had not even closed the door when Sydney started talking.
"What did you hear Sark?"
"Why don't we sit down before we converse, alright?"
Sark gestured with his right hand for her to sit down and she complied. As Syd watched him
she knew that Sark was intentionally taking his time walking to his desk and settling in.
After sitting down Sark crossed is legs at the ankles and leaned back into his black leather
chair. He looked at her for a few moments before sighing and straightening himself out again.
"You may speak now Ms. Bristow."
Offended by being given permission to speak Sydney snapped, "I may speak whenever I want to
you bastard so I don't need you telling me when it is okay."
Sark smirked at the fact he had gotten to her. "If that is what you believe Ms. Bristow," he
replied calmly.
Sydney was even more furious than before but reluctantly bit her tongue. She would get
nowhere if she let her temper take over and this was too important an issue to let that happen.
She said as evenly as she could, "So what did you hear and don't tell me nothing?"
Syd noticed that Sark was amused by the question. His left eyebrow rose and his blue eyes
seemed to sparkle as a half smile came to his face. He was enjoying himself far too much for
her taste.
"Nothing," was the only response he gave.
"Nothing? I don't believe you," she said with hardened contempt.
Sark appeared to be taken a back for a few seconds when he asked, "Why?"
"First off I am not stupid enough to trust you like everyone else in this office. I really
don't know how they became so tolerant and gullible when it comes to you. You're nothing but
some greedy hired gun after all."
Sark flinched and his face reddened at those last words. Whether it was because he was hurt
or insulted at being considered so low, she could not tell. To her amazement though, it only
took the span of a few seconds for him to be completely composed again.
"Secondly you are gaining too much pleasure from my asking not to know something so what is it?"
"As I said, not a thing. I was just walking up to speak to you when you turned around, but that
is not the reason we are here. Lets stop wasting our time with your paranoia and get on with the
real business."
From the look on his face she knew better than to interrupt.
"Our flight will be at 9am," he continued. "You are to be at the airport on time. We will be
staying at the Alkyon Hotel. We have adjoining rooms in case one of us needs the other. We will
spend the night there and early the next morning go onto the museum to fulfill our task. We will
come immediately back with the device. Understood?"
"Of course," grudgingly muttered.
"Good. Now if you will excuse me I have work to do."
Syd got up and walked over to the door. Before she left she took one look back to see Sark
concentrating hard on some papers on his desk. She then went over to the cooler for some water,
which she hoped would relax her. It did not work. She could only think about the fact that
things had not gone the way she thought they would. Sark could not be really innocent of
knowing what was said. Could he?
end of chapter 4
Thanks for reading. The chapters will get longer as the story goes on.
