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AN/ Sorry it took so long to update! I hope you enjoy this next chapter! =D

When Sydney arrived home, she found Will in the kitchen eating a snack.

"Will, what are you doing?" Sydney smiled.

"Eating," he stated.

"I see that. Do you still have an apartment? Did your grocery store close down?" Sydney teased.

"Hahaha. No. So, did you hear?"

"Hear what?" Sydney wanted to know.

"I'm going to run Francie's restaurant while she's gone." Will told her.

"She could be gone awhile. Can you believe she's actually going to see the world?" Sydney asked.

"Yeah, I need to do that. I'll miss her though." Will said.

"I will too. So, what are you eating?" she peered at his sandwich.

"A sandwich," he smiled.

"I know that. What kind of sandwich? It looks good, maybe I'll make one." Sydney replied.

"An oven roasted turkey, and provolone cheese sandwich." Will said.

"Sounds good. I think I will make one for myself."

"Sorry, but I used the last of the cheese and turkey," he shrugged.

"Will!" she exclaimed.

"What?"

"It's fine, I'll just eat that last slice of pizza, in the fridge." Sydney replied.

"Umm. I ate that too." Will said.

"Will! Is there anything that you didn't eat?" Sydney asked.

"Well, there's some saltine crackers in the cupboard," he smiled.

"I need to go to the store. I guess Francie can bring dinner from her restaurant tonight, and I'll go tomorrow after work. But, I'm meeting her at a spa right now, so I have to go. I was going to eat something before I went, but…" she looked around the kitchen.

"I'm going home now, but I'll be back tonight." Will said.

"Why?" Sydney asked.

"Dinner." Will grinned.

"Will!"

"I'm going, I'm going!" he said.

Sydney got into her car, and drove to the spa.

When she got there, Francie was waiting.

"There you are!" Francie exclaimed.

"Yeah." Sydney smiled.

"Let's go! We almost missed our appointment." Francie smiled.

"Okay."

"I tried to be in the same room with you, so that we could talk, but all the double rooms were taken." Francie said.

"Oh. Well, that's all right." Sydney was disappointed.

Francie gave her an apologetic smile, and disappeared into another room.

Sydney sighed and headed over to the information desk.

"Ma'am, my name is Sydney Bristow, do you know which room I'm in?" she asked.

"Room 11. The masseuse will be in a minute." The lady told her.

"Thank you." Sydney said.

She wanted her feet massaged, so she took off her shoes, and lied down on the table.

Soon a woman walked in with a bowl of cucumbers, and some kind of paste.

"Hello, and welcome to your hour of splendid spa treatment." The woman said.

"Hi." Sydney replied.

"All right. I'll start off by asking, if you would like a spa mud mask." The lady asked.

Sydney shrugged, that sounded good, "Sure."

"Okay." The lady rubbed the mud mask onto Sydney's face, and placed two cucumber slices onto Sydney's closed eyelids.

A little while later, the lady had to leave for a minute to get some more toenail polish for Sydney's toes.

Sydney smiled when the door closed.

She couldn't remember being this relaxed in a long time.

All of the sudden someone lifted the cucumber slices off of her eyelids.

Sydney squinted up at the person, and gasped.

"Hello Miss Bristow, having a nice time?" A familiar voice, saturated with a British accent, asked teasingly.

Sydney sat bolt right up, "Sark!"

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