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CASABLANCA, MOROCCO - Bristow Residence
After determining the language Sydney felt fatigue rush into her. She had not been sleeping well at night and the emotional rollercoaster had done little to help. A yawn escaped her before she could stifle it and caught the attention of her mother.
"Why don't you go to bed? I'll wake you in a few hours so that you can sleep tonight but I think the rest will do you some good." Irina looked concern for her daughter's health.
Sydney nodded her head and followed her mother out the door, leaving Jack alone in the study. Irina led Sydney to a large bedroom that had been earmark for her when the house had been purchased and styled. Irina turned to leave but was stopped by Sydney's words.
"Mom, about what happened two years ago, when I thought you had lied again- " Sydney was not able to finish as Irina raised her hand and shook her head.
"It hurt me more than anything to make you believe I was willing to betray you and your father in that way but it needed to be done." Irina paused and placed her palms together, raising them to her lips. "One thing that kept me going was how you handled yourself. Your principles were unwavering Sydney; you made your father and I so proud." The two women stared at each other with weepy smiles adorning their faces. "Get some rest Sweetheart." Irina backed out of the room and shut the door partially.
Sydney wandered around the room appreciatively before falling onto the comfortable bed for a deserved sleep.
STUDY - BRISTOW RESIDENCE
Irina returned down stairs to find Jack seated at his desk, looking through files and computer notes. Without looking up, Jack addressed his wife.
"Thirty years ago Sloane made a trip to the Himalayas; he was very secretive about it. He told me only in case of an emergency at the CIA or home. It was around the same time he arrived home from his trip that his plans to join the Alliance began. He started dropping hints of greater power and good we could be doing. I always assumed that something had happened to Sloane while he was in Nepal that had altered his patriotic views." Irina placed her hand on Jack's shoulder and leaned over him.
"I don't believe Sloane had anything to do with Sydney's disappearance. With no definitive proof you'll have to trust my instincts."
"I not only trust them, I agree with them." Jack wrapped his arm around Irina's waist and sighed. "Do you still have contact with the Nepalese Royal Family?" Jack asked.
"Yes. I'll put in a call later this evening so I don't awaken them." Irina rubbed his neck soothingly.
"Mmmm, if you keep doing that, I'll fall asleep right here."
"How be we go upstairs and have a nap instead. There isn't much we can do before I speak to the palace." Irina kept her voice low and calming.
"A nap? I must really be getting old." Jack joked. "You go up and I'll join you shortly. I should tell our guests where we'll be, before Kendall thinks we have run off on him."
Jack got up and received a passionate kiss from Irina. "Don't be too long." She told him and exited in the direction of the staircase.
Jack raised his eyebrows and dropped his head with a smile. He thanked the fates again for giving him his wife and daughter back before making his way toward the recreation rooms.
Vaughn, Weiss and Dixon were spread around the pool table in the midst of a game. Marshall was preoccupied with the entertainment system and Kendall was seated all alone, pretending to be immersed in a book.
"I didn't know you were interested in Jane Austin, Kendall." Jack said before anyone realized he had entered the room. "I'm sure Irina has few more novels once you finish with that one."
Kendall looked down at the book in his hands as everyone else in the room did. Pursing his lips, he dropped the book on the small table beside him.
"We're sitting here doing nothing while Sloane is free and more dangerous than ever." Kendall stood from his seat in frustration.
"Sometimes you have to be patient in order to get what you want." Jack crossed his arms across his chest.
"Since when are you one to sit back and let things progress? Living in your mansion with your staff has softened you Jack." Kendall tilted his head a fraction.
"No, working with someone as intelligent as my wife has matured my skills." No one in the room was daring enough to enter the conversation which had been reduced to a staring contest.
"Is Sydney still with her mother?" Vaughn asked, finally breaking the silence.
Jack turned his attention from Kendall and answered. "No, Sydney has gone to bed. I am headed there now." He glanced at Kendall again before continuing. "If any of you would like to get some rest I'll show you to the guest rooms."
Everyone in the room agreed that rest would be wonderful and Kendall eventually relented and followed Jack to the second floor. Jack had already shown Kendall and Marshall to their rooms when Irina heard the multiple footsteps and opened her bedroom door.
"Jack, could you please take a look at our room's air conditioning panel. The temperature is not moving despite lowering it considerably." Picking up the annoyance in her voice Jack proceeded into the room quickly.
He left Dixon, Weiss and Vaughn without rooms but Irina managed the situation by showing the former two men to rooms. Vaughn stood in the hallway with only Irina and looking quite confused.
"Sydney is in the room at the end of the hall. Just try not to flaunt the physical aspect of your relationship with Sydney, in front of Jack." Irina smiled at the young man before reentering her own room.
SYDNEY'S ROOM
Vaughn closed the door as quietly as possible but was still met with a whispered call of his name.
"Sorry, I tried not to wake you." He returned softly to Sydney.
"I'm surprised my father isn't keep watch outside my door." Sydney barely had her eyes open but smiled as Vaughn sat on the bed.
"I have a feeling he would be if your mother wasn't keeping him otherwise occupied." Vaughn kissed Sydney's forehead.
"Vaughn, definitely words you do not want to say when you're trying to get me into bed." Sydney made a face.
"I already have you in bed, now I just have to assure you that no one will hear us." He leaned over and kissed her soundly on the lips. Vaughn helped Sydney rise off the bed and allow him room to lay down beside her.
DOWN THE HALL
Irina stood just inside the closed doors when Jack grabbed her from behind and pinned her against the wall tightly.
"You know, had you wanted to tell Vaughn to sleep with our daughter you didn't need a ruse to get me out of the hall." The angered look on Jack's face could not compare with the merriment in his eyes at having Irina cornered.
"I merely pointed him in the right direction. I don't think you have to worry about him hurting Sydney. I don't think Sydney has been sleeping very well and I happen to think Sydney needs company right now. Seeing as she would have been against us staying with her, I figured Vaughn was next best choice." Irina stated sincerely.
"You do know how much I hate it when you use logic, don't you." Jack continued to hold her against the wall.
"You only hate it when it means you're not using logic." Irina pressed a searing kiss against Jack's lips causing his hands to drop their hold on her arms and instead move to her hips.
"You're not playing fair." Jack said when they broke the kiss.
"By any means possible. Those are the rules Jack." Irina kissed him again, this time they both edged closer to the bed.
5 HOURS LATER
The later afternoon had brought with it a damp heat and the rousing of Jack and Irina. Neither had planned on sleeping so late and were quite surprised to find that their guest were all still in their rooms. With nothing pressing to be accomplished the couple decided to relax for the evening.
"Do you really think Sloane is going to give up the location of the device tomorrow?" Irina called to Jack from the master bathroom.
"I trust that if we can make him believe we are committed to the opportunities Rambaldi can provide he will be willing to divulge the information." Jack searched through his drawers. "What are you doing in their?" Jack yelled toward the partially closed door.
"I'm brushing my teeth before I go into the pool." Irina returned. "Would you like to join me for a swim?" She added as an afterthought.
"Yes, should we wake the others up?" Jack moved around the room searching for swimming trunks.
"No, let them sleep a while longer." Irina opened the door and exited the bathroom in a blue and white surf print bikini.
"Why do I always feel as though we're attempting to appear twenty years younger in these cloths.?" Jack commented about Irina suit and his own, blue and yellow matching one.
"Honey, expect me to live by the adage, 'If you've got it flaunt it' until I don't have it anymore. And the training you've done in the last two years has done nothing to hinder your appearance, if I do say so myself." She ran a hand down his more recently toned chest.
"Come on, I think I need to cool off." The two walked out to the pool together.
Marshall woke to slashes coming from the window facing the backyard. He got out of his bed and padded across the room, eager to get a look out the glass. Jack and Irina were on either side in the pool, doing laps. Marshall marveled at their athleticism in the later years of their life. He had never been a good swimmer and wished he could be a graceful in the water as his two hosts.
A knock on the door caused him to jump and spin on the spot. "Co-come in." He cleared his throat.
"Hey Marshall, you going to stay in here all day?" Weiss smiled as he and Dixon walked through the door.
"Um-ah no, I was- I was just going to um- then I saw- and I-" Instead of trying to speak further, Marshall motioned out the window.
"I think Jack and Irina have the right idea." Dixon smiled. "I know the house is air conditioned but it's still hot."
The three watched from two stories above while Irina continued to stay focused on each stroke. Jack had stopped swimming and was carefully watching his wife. Without her awareness, Jack swam beneath the water towards her. Dixon saw what Jack was about to do and smiled further, hoping his friend knew what he was doing. With a startled gasp by Marshall, Irina disappeared under the surface of the water.
Dixon motioned for Weiss to open one of the bedroom windows in order to hear the words that were sure to follow such an action. Before the two could emerge again, Sydney and Vaughn appeared at the door.
"What are we looking at?" Sydney asked.
"Your mother and father were in the pool swimming laps when your father decided to pull your mother under." Weiss recapped for the new arrivals.
"So we're spying on Jack and Irina." Vaughn leaned over Weiss' shoulder to get a better look outside.
"Uh yeah and uh I don't think that your Mom is going to be very happy Syd." Marshall kept glancing between the yard and Sydney.
Eventually the couple broke the surface of the water, both taking a breath of air.
"Jack!" Irina yelled. Her glare was firmly trained on her smiling husband. "That was a bad move."
The two circled each other cautiously. Irina grabbed a hold of the side of the pool still watching him.
"Actually, it was quite fun." Without comment, Irina used the side of the pool to propel her toward Jack and push him under the water with the force.
Watching and listening from Marshall's room, the small group was in awe over the transition the people below had made. Jack was not a free spirited and 'fun' guy, yet his recent behavior told a different story. Irina on the other hand seemed to fit the role as loving wife. The antics in the pool slowed down considerably the stopped altogether.
"Are you getting tired?" Irina taunted her husband from three feet away.
"Of course not. Are you?" He threw back with a smile.
"No. I'm merely concerned for the health of my aging husband." The two continued to tread water, not touching.
"Your concern is touching." Jack said dryly. "However, I was more concern with whether your bikini was going to fall off." His eyebrows rose.
"More concerned with if it was going to fall off or if it wasn't?" Irina lobbed back, matching Jack's expression.
Marshall's eyes went wide in the house while Dixon chuckled lightly. Weiss turned to Vaughn was a look of mock shock on his face but Sydney's face was laughable. It was a cross between a surprised expression and a cringe.
"I think our days as voyeurs are over." She reached to shut the window but was stopped by Weiss' hand.
"It's just getting good." Weiss rolled his eyes. "Sydney, you're thirty years old, you had to have figured out by now that in order to be born you must first be conceived." He paused. "And your parents did recently get remarried, so I suppose they could be considered honeymooners."
Sydney's look became more of a cringe and Dixon and Vaughn had difficulty holding back their laughter. They five realized they had been so preoccupied with their own conversation they had missed Jack's answer. Instead they were greeted by the sight of Sydney's parents kissing quiet passionately in the water.
With no sign of them coming up for air, Weiss suddenly felt compelled to let them know they had an audience. "Your daughter's impressionable young eyes are watching." He called out the window.
The pair didn't break contact but Jack grabbed hold a ball from the side of the pool and throw it in the direction of Weiss' voice. The ball missed his head only because he ducked. Those in the room watched as Jack and Irina maneuvered themselves around one of the pool's corners and was obscured by part of the garden.
"What's going on?" Kendall asked form the other side of the room.
Everyone turned and was quickly to answer nothing. Kendall's eyes narrow and he stalked toward the group. He was met with the sight of an empty courtyard.
"Where are Jack and Irina?" Kendall looked at all the faces.
"I'm not sure. We haven't spoken with them in a while." Vaughn said. He had difficulty keeping a smile from his face at Kendall's perturbed state.
"Uh-um Mr. ah-Bristow, asked if- ah- you would me-meet him in the east po- pool side garden. He said it was important." Marshall began breathing heavily as Kendall scrutinized him.
"Excuse me then." Kendall took one last look at the suspicious group and left the room.
"Did my father ask you to send Kendall out?" Sydney questioned.
"No, but that's where he and uh your mother are right now." Everyone glanced at the part of the pool that was hidden. "Mr. Kendall's reaction should be um- interesting."
"I'm gone for two years and this is what you do to Marshall?" Sydney stares pointedly at Weiss, who pulls a face of innocence.
"You should see what he can do with a yo-yo." Much like rubber-neckers at a car accident, all five turned to the window to watch the events unfold.
Please Review (-;
I have to admit to being a very politically conscious person and with everything going on in the world right now I am having difficulty not using my stories as a political medium. I am using up all my self-control and as certain international figures (not naming names) continue to institute policies I disagree with, I'm finding it harder and harder. But I promise to keep my stories as politically uninvolved as possible. Thank you for reading my rant!!!!!!
CASABLANCA, MOROCCO - Bristow Residence
After determining the language Sydney felt fatigue rush into her. She had not been sleeping well at night and the emotional rollercoaster had done little to help. A yawn escaped her before she could stifle it and caught the attention of her mother.
"Why don't you go to bed? I'll wake you in a few hours so that you can sleep tonight but I think the rest will do you some good." Irina looked concern for her daughter's health.
Sydney nodded her head and followed her mother out the door, leaving Jack alone in the study. Irina led Sydney to a large bedroom that had been earmark for her when the house had been purchased and styled. Irina turned to leave but was stopped by Sydney's words.
"Mom, about what happened two years ago, when I thought you had lied again- " Sydney was not able to finish as Irina raised her hand and shook her head.
"It hurt me more than anything to make you believe I was willing to betray you and your father in that way but it needed to be done." Irina paused and placed her palms together, raising them to her lips. "One thing that kept me going was how you handled yourself. Your principles were unwavering Sydney; you made your father and I so proud." The two women stared at each other with weepy smiles adorning their faces. "Get some rest Sweetheart." Irina backed out of the room and shut the door partially.
Sydney wandered around the room appreciatively before falling onto the comfortable bed for a deserved sleep.
STUDY - BRISTOW RESIDENCE
Irina returned down stairs to find Jack seated at his desk, looking through files and computer notes. Without looking up, Jack addressed his wife.
"Thirty years ago Sloane made a trip to the Himalayas; he was very secretive about it. He told me only in case of an emergency at the CIA or home. It was around the same time he arrived home from his trip that his plans to join the Alliance began. He started dropping hints of greater power and good we could be doing. I always assumed that something had happened to Sloane while he was in Nepal that had altered his patriotic views." Irina placed her hand on Jack's shoulder and leaned over him.
"I don't believe Sloane had anything to do with Sydney's disappearance. With no definitive proof you'll have to trust my instincts."
"I not only trust them, I agree with them." Jack wrapped his arm around Irina's waist and sighed. "Do you still have contact with the Nepalese Royal Family?" Jack asked.
"Yes. I'll put in a call later this evening so I don't awaken them." Irina rubbed his neck soothingly.
"Mmmm, if you keep doing that, I'll fall asleep right here."
"How be we go upstairs and have a nap instead. There isn't much we can do before I speak to the palace." Irina kept her voice low and calming.
"A nap? I must really be getting old." Jack joked. "You go up and I'll join you shortly. I should tell our guests where we'll be, before Kendall thinks we have run off on him."
Jack got up and received a passionate kiss from Irina. "Don't be too long." She told him and exited in the direction of the staircase.
Jack raised his eyebrows and dropped his head with a smile. He thanked the fates again for giving him his wife and daughter back before making his way toward the recreation rooms.
Vaughn, Weiss and Dixon were spread around the pool table in the midst of a game. Marshall was preoccupied with the entertainment system and Kendall was seated all alone, pretending to be immersed in a book.
"I didn't know you were interested in Jane Austin, Kendall." Jack said before anyone realized he had entered the room. "I'm sure Irina has few more novels once you finish with that one."
Kendall looked down at the book in his hands as everyone else in the room did. Pursing his lips, he dropped the book on the small table beside him.
"We're sitting here doing nothing while Sloane is free and more dangerous than ever." Kendall stood from his seat in frustration.
"Sometimes you have to be patient in order to get what you want." Jack crossed his arms across his chest.
"Since when are you one to sit back and let things progress? Living in your mansion with your staff has softened you Jack." Kendall tilted his head a fraction.
"No, working with someone as intelligent as my wife has matured my skills." No one in the room was daring enough to enter the conversation which had been reduced to a staring contest.
"Is Sydney still with her mother?" Vaughn asked, finally breaking the silence.
Jack turned his attention from Kendall and answered. "No, Sydney has gone to bed. I am headed there now." He glanced at Kendall again before continuing. "If any of you would like to get some rest I'll show you to the guest rooms."
Everyone in the room agreed that rest would be wonderful and Kendall eventually relented and followed Jack to the second floor. Jack had already shown Kendall and Marshall to their rooms when Irina heard the multiple footsteps and opened her bedroom door.
"Jack, could you please take a look at our room's air conditioning panel. The temperature is not moving despite lowering it considerably." Picking up the annoyance in her voice Jack proceeded into the room quickly.
He left Dixon, Weiss and Vaughn without rooms but Irina managed the situation by showing the former two men to rooms. Vaughn stood in the hallway with only Irina and looking quite confused.
"Sydney is in the room at the end of the hall. Just try not to flaunt the physical aspect of your relationship with Sydney, in front of Jack." Irina smiled at the young man before reentering her own room.
SYDNEY'S ROOM
Vaughn closed the door as quietly as possible but was still met with a whispered call of his name.
"Sorry, I tried not to wake you." He returned softly to Sydney.
"I'm surprised my father isn't keep watch outside my door." Sydney barely had her eyes open but smiled as Vaughn sat on the bed.
"I have a feeling he would be if your mother wasn't keeping him otherwise occupied." Vaughn kissed Sydney's forehead.
"Vaughn, definitely words you do not want to say when you're trying to get me into bed." Sydney made a face.
"I already have you in bed, now I just have to assure you that no one will hear us." He leaned over and kissed her soundly on the lips. Vaughn helped Sydney rise off the bed and allow him room to lay down beside her.
DOWN THE HALL
Irina stood just inside the closed doors when Jack grabbed her from behind and pinned her against the wall tightly.
"You know, had you wanted to tell Vaughn to sleep with our daughter you didn't need a ruse to get me out of the hall." The angered look on Jack's face could not compare with the merriment in his eyes at having Irina cornered.
"I merely pointed him in the right direction. I don't think you have to worry about him hurting Sydney. I don't think Sydney has been sleeping very well and I happen to think Sydney needs company right now. Seeing as she would have been against us staying with her, I figured Vaughn was next best choice." Irina stated sincerely.
"You do know how much I hate it when you use logic, don't you." Jack continued to hold her against the wall.
"You only hate it when it means you're not using logic." Irina pressed a searing kiss against Jack's lips causing his hands to drop their hold on her arms and instead move to her hips.
"You're not playing fair." Jack said when they broke the kiss.
"By any means possible. Those are the rules Jack." Irina kissed him again, this time they both edged closer to the bed.
5 HOURS LATER
The later afternoon had brought with it a damp heat and the rousing of Jack and Irina. Neither had planned on sleeping so late and were quite surprised to find that their guest were all still in their rooms. With nothing pressing to be accomplished the couple decided to relax for the evening.
"Do you really think Sloane is going to give up the location of the device tomorrow?" Irina called to Jack from the master bathroom.
"I trust that if we can make him believe we are committed to the opportunities Rambaldi can provide he will be willing to divulge the information." Jack searched through his drawers. "What are you doing in their?" Jack yelled toward the partially closed door.
"I'm brushing my teeth before I go into the pool." Irina returned. "Would you like to join me for a swim?" She added as an afterthought.
"Yes, should we wake the others up?" Jack moved around the room searching for swimming trunks.
"No, let them sleep a while longer." Irina opened the door and exited the bathroom in a blue and white surf print bikini.
"Why do I always feel as though we're attempting to appear twenty years younger in these cloths.?" Jack commented about Irina suit and his own, blue and yellow matching one.
"Honey, expect me to live by the adage, 'If you've got it flaunt it' until I don't have it anymore. And the training you've done in the last two years has done nothing to hinder your appearance, if I do say so myself." She ran a hand down his more recently toned chest.
"Come on, I think I need to cool off." The two walked out to the pool together.
Marshall woke to slashes coming from the window facing the backyard. He got out of his bed and padded across the room, eager to get a look out the glass. Jack and Irina were on either side in the pool, doing laps. Marshall marveled at their athleticism in the later years of their life. He had never been a good swimmer and wished he could be a graceful in the water as his two hosts.
A knock on the door caused him to jump and spin on the spot. "Co-come in." He cleared his throat.
"Hey Marshall, you going to stay in here all day?" Weiss smiled as he and Dixon walked through the door.
"Um-ah no, I was- I was just going to um- then I saw- and I-" Instead of trying to speak further, Marshall motioned out the window.
"I think Jack and Irina have the right idea." Dixon smiled. "I know the house is air conditioned but it's still hot."
The three watched from two stories above while Irina continued to stay focused on each stroke. Jack had stopped swimming and was carefully watching his wife. Without her awareness, Jack swam beneath the water towards her. Dixon saw what Jack was about to do and smiled further, hoping his friend knew what he was doing. With a startled gasp by Marshall, Irina disappeared under the surface of the water.
Dixon motioned for Weiss to open one of the bedroom windows in order to hear the words that were sure to follow such an action. Before the two could emerge again, Sydney and Vaughn appeared at the door.
"What are we looking at?" Sydney asked.
"Your mother and father were in the pool swimming laps when your father decided to pull your mother under." Weiss recapped for the new arrivals.
"So we're spying on Jack and Irina." Vaughn leaned over Weiss' shoulder to get a better look outside.
"Uh yeah and uh I don't think that your Mom is going to be very happy Syd." Marshall kept glancing between the yard and Sydney.
Eventually the couple broke the surface of the water, both taking a breath of air.
"Jack!" Irina yelled. Her glare was firmly trained on her smiling husband. "That was a bad move."
The two circled each other cautiously. Irina grabbed a hold of the side of the pool still watching him.
"Actually, it was quite fun." Without comment, Irina used the side of the pool to propel her toward Jack and push him under the water with the force.
Watching and listening from Marshall's room, the small group was in awe over the transition the people below had made. Jack was not a free spirited and 'fun' guy, yet his recent behavior told a different story. Irina on the other hand seemed to fit the role as loving wife. The antics in the pool slowed down considerably the stopped altogether.
"Are you getting tired?" Irina taunted her husband from three feet away.
"Of course not. Are you?" He threw back with a smile.
"No. I'm merely concerned for the health of my aging husband." The two continued to tread water, not touching.
"Your concern is touching." Jack said dryly. "However, I was more concern with whether your bikini was going to fall off." His eyebrows rose.
"More concerned with if it was going to fall off or if it wasn't?" Irina lobbed back, matching Jack's expression.
Marshall's eyes went wide in the house while Dixon chuckled lightly. Weiss turned to Vaughn was a look of mock shock on his face but Sydney's face was laughable. It was a cross between a surprised expression and a cringe.
"I think our days as voyeurs are over." She reached to shut the window but was stopped by Weiss' hand.
"It's just getting good." Weiss rolled his eyes. "Sydney, you're thirty years old, you had to have figured out by now that in order to be born you must first be conceived." He paused. "And your parents did recently get remarried, so I suppose they could be considered honeymooners."
Sydney's look became more of a cringe and Dixon and Vaughn had difficulty holding back their laughter. They five realized they had been so preoccupied with their own conversation they had missed Jack's answer. Instead they were greeted by the sight of Sydney's parents kissing quiet passionately in the water.
With no sign of them coming up for air, Weiss suddenly felt compelled to let them know they had an audience. "Your daughter's impressionable young eyes are watching." He called out the window.
The pair didn't break contact but Jack grabbed hold a ball from the side of the pool and throw it in the direction of Weiss' voice. The ball missed his head only because he ducked. Those in the room watched as Jack and Irina maneuvered themselves around one of the pool's corners and was obscured by part of the garden.
"What's going on?" Kendall asked form the other side of the room.
Everyone turned and was quickly to answer nothing. Kendall's eyes narrow and he stalked toward the group. He was met with the sight of an empty courtyard.
"Where are Jack and Irina?" Kendall looked at all the faces.
"I'm not sure. We haven't spoken with them in a while." Vaughn said. He had difficulty keeping a smile from his face at Kendall's perturbed state.
"Uh-um Mr. ah-Bristow, asked if- ah- you would me-meet him in the east po- pool side garden. He said it was important." Marshall began breathing heavily as Kendall scrutinized him.
"Excuse me then." Kendall took one last look at the suspicious group and left the room.
"Did my father ask you to send Kendall out?" Sydney questioned.
"No, but that's where he and uh your mother are right now." Everyone glanced at the part of the pool that was hidden. "Mr. Kendall's reaction should be um- interesting."
"I'm gone for two years and this is what you do to Marshall?" Sydney stares pointedly at Weiss, who pulls a face of innocence.
"You should see what he can do with a yo-yo." Much like rubber-neckers at a car accident, all five turned to the window to watch the events unfold.
Please Review (-;
I have to admit to being a very politically conscious person and with everything going on in the world right now I am having difficulty not using my stories as a political medium. I am using up all my self-control and as certain international figures (not naming names) continue to institute policies I disagree with, I'm finding it harder and harder. But I promise to keep my stories as politically uninvolved as possible. Thank you for reading my rant!!!!!!