A/N: Lyrics from 'STILL LIFE' by Patty Medina. It's one of my fav. songs on the CD 'Radio Sunnydale: Music from the Tv series (Buffy the vampire slayer'. Did Sark know the singer in 'rendevouz' was Syd. He knew that, right?
LAST TIME:
*She opens a locked compartment in her jewlery box and there were 5 other belly-rings exactly the same, except for they had all diffrent colored stones (Actually 3 kinds of white, a purple one and a yellow one. And off course the blue and the red one, too. ~ Dru) She put the red and blue rings there with the others and locked the compartment again.
Then she put on the dark green halter top on, and turned of the lights before exiting the flat and joining Vaughn in the car.*
~*~
CHAPTER.5:
9 YEARS EARLIAR:
Sark was back from Belgium, and when he came back there was no sight of Mia anywhere. So, he sought out Irina to ask her about Mia's whereabouts.
Yes, the girl was annoying but these past two weeks he had missed her and couldn't wait to get back. He would never admit it to anyone but, the moment he saw her there at that breakfast-table eating cheerios, he had compleatly fallen for her. He hadn't fully reliased that until he went away and she wasn't there to punch him, steal his shirts or watch Buffy the vampire slayer with him.
"I sent her on a long-term, deep undercover mission. I suggest I you just forget about her, I doubt you'll see her again. By the way, I thought you didn't like her. And don't you have Allison?" Irina asked, the shocked teenager as she walked away.
It was obvious she wasn't gonna tell him more.
//...was so busy making plans, i felt i needed both my hands
and when i let go of yours, you were gone...\\
~*~
9 YEARS LATER; MILAN:
That was like nine years ago, but he still remembered exactly how she looked when he saw her that first morning and later that day at Irina's office, when she punched him.
That had hurt as hell, but he deserved it.
It had been quite amuzing to find out that she was a Buffy fan. And that dress she wore in Ireland. That was imprinted into his brain forever. The last nine years he had, had this on/off relationship with Allison. She tells him she can't compeat with this image of Mia he has in his mind. (think spike when drusilla tells him that when she looks at him all she can see is the slayer. ~ Dru)
"You what, lived under the same roof for what? A few months? And as I recall, she didn't even like that much." She had told him, the last time they broke it off. Trying to hurt him, as much as he had hurt her. "I bet she doesn't even remember you anymore. I bet you were just a toy she liked to play with." I can't help it, I love Cruel Intensions!!! and Kathryn. She soooo had Sebastian wrapped around her fingers. ~ Dru
What she said seemed to have no effect on him, at least on the outside but on the inside behind iced over blue eyes he wondered if Allison was right. Had he just been a toy? Probably and now that hurt.
But he couldn't be thinking about that now, tomorrow he was going to Denpasar and the day after that he was meeting someone from the Raslak Jihad (--hope I'm writing this right. ~ dru) and get a rambaldi liquid inexchange for diamonds.
But he still remembered short black hair, green - blue eyes sparkling with amusment, a nose ring , pierced lower-lip and a pierced belly button. But mostly her lips on his neck and wearing his shirt.
~*~
PARIS, FRANCE; KHASINAU'S CLUB:
So, things hadn't gone quite as well as he had planned but it was nothing he couldn't fix. But nothing his eyes were fixated on the woman coming towards him with rediculously pink hair. She seemed kinda familiar, but he couldn't quite place her. He put that aside.
She was an SD-6 agent, trying to get Khasinau's heartbeat. What kinda surprised him was, when she put her hand on his chest and then went up to his neck before going to Khasinau. *Wonder why she did that?* He thought, probably not to make Khasinau suspious.
After that, everything went to hell. *I guess they got what they came for. And she managed to rescue her friend, nice. Well, her friend isn't gonna be safe for long.* He thought, just before he had the blood transfusion.
~*~
A WEEK LATER:
He was walking into the kitchen of Irina's house in russia, he had gotten back just last night, but he stopped when he saw that the refrigirator door was open and someone was behind it. That same person closes it and there stands an woman dressed in PJ - bottoms and a dark-blue T-shirt.
She smiles, puts the milk on the table, and with her eyes asks him to join her at the table. Warmth in her eyes.
"Want some toast? Maybe coffee? By the way, what's your name?" She asked, you could see in her eyes that she was, trying to be serious.
"Sark." He said, it was true he had been him for over 9 years now. This enchanting woman leaned over to him and whispered to him; "Don't lie to me." His eyes go wide, she had changed so much over these past nine years.
"Mia?" He asked, the now fully grown woman who was drinking coffee and putting strawberry jam on her toast.
~*~
To Be Continued...
A/N: Well, what do you think? I wrote this chapter right after chapter. 5 and then the time was like 05:22 AM in the morning and I wasn't the slightest bit tired. But gotta go to sleep, mom might wake up at moment now and tell me to go to sleep. Tell me what you thought of this chapter but DON't be mean. ~ (the morning of) 14.02.2004, Dru
LAST TIME:
*She opens a locked compartment in her jewlery box and there were 5 other belly-rings exactly the same, except for they had all diffrent colored stones (Actually 3 kinds of white, a purple one and a yellow one. And off course the blue and the red one, too. ~ Dru) She put the red and blue rings there with the others and locked the compartment again.
Then she put on the dark green halter top on, and turned of the lights before exiting the flat and joining Vaughn in the car.*
~*~
CHAPTER.5:
9 YEARS EARLIAR:
Sark was back from Belgium, and when he came back there was no sight of Mia anywhere. So, he sought out Irina to ask her about Mia's whereabouts.
Yes, the girl was annoying but these past two weeks he had missed her and couldn't wait to get back. He would never admit it to anyone but, the moment he saw her there at that breakfast-table eating cheerios, he had compleatly fallen for her. He hadn't fully reliased that until he went away and she wasn't there to punch him, steal his shirts or watch Buffy the vampire slayer with him.
"I sent her on a long-term, deep undercover mission. I suggest I you just forget about her, I doubt you'll see her again. By the way, I thought you didn't like her. And don't you have Allison?" Irina asked, the shocked teenager as she walked away.
It was obvious she wasn't gonna tell him more.
//...was so busy making plans, i felt i needed both my hands
and when i let go of yours, you were gone...\\
~*~
9 YEARS LATER; MILAN:
That was like nine years ago, but he still remembered exactly how she looked when he saw her that first morning and later that day at Irina's office, when she punched him.
That had hurt as hell, but he deserved it.
It had been quite amuzing to find out that she was a Buffy fan. And that dress she wore in Ireland. That was imprinted into his brain forever. The last nine years he had, had this on/off relationship with Allison. She tells him she can't compeat with this image of Mia he has in his mind. (think spike when drusilla tells him that when she looks at him all she can see is the slayer. ~ Dru)
"You what, lived under the same roof for what? A few months? And as I recall, she didn't even like that much." She had told him, the last time they broke it off. Trying to hurt him, as much as he had hurt her. "I bet she doesn't even remember you anymore. I bet you were just a toy she liked to play with." I can't help it, I love Cruel Intensions!!! and Kathryn. She soooo had Sebastian wrapped around her fingers. ~ Dru
What she said seemed to have no effect on him, at least on the outside but on the inside behind iced over blue eyes he wondered if Allison was right. Had he just been a toy? Probably and now that hurt.
But he couldn't be thinking about that now, tomorrow he was going to Denpasar and the day after that he was meeting someone from the Raslak Jihad (--hope I'm writing this right. ~ dru) and get a rambaldi liquid inexchange for diamonds.
But he still remembered short black hair, green - blue eyes sparkling with amusment, a nose ring , pierced lower-lip and a pierced belly button. But mostly her lips on his neck and wearing his shirt.
~*~
PARIS, FRANCE; KHASINAU'S CLUB:
So, things hadn't gone quite as well as he had planned but it was nothing he couldn't fix. But nothing his eyes were fixated on the woman coming towards him with rediculously pink hair. She seemed kinda familiar, but he couldn't quite place her. He put that aside.
She was an SD-6 agent, trying to get Khasinau's heartbeat. What kinda surprised him was, when she put her hand on his chest and then went up to his neck before going to Khasinau. *Wonder why she did that?* He thought, probably not to make Khasinau suspious.
After that, everything went to hell. *I guess they got what they came for. And she managed to rescue her friend, nice. Well, her friend isn't gonna be safe for long.* He thought, just before he had the blood transfusion.
~*~
A WEEK LATER:
He was walking into the kitchen of Irina's house in russia, he had gotten back just last night, but he stopped when he saw that the refrigirator door was open and someone was behind it. That same person closes it and there stands an woman dressed in PJ - bottoms and a dark-blue T-shirt.
She smiles, puts the milk on the table, and with her eyes asks him to join her at the table. Warmth in her eyes.
"Want some toast? Maybe coffee? By the way, what's your name?" She asked, you could see in her eyes that she was, trying to be serious.
"Sark." He said, it was true he had been him for over 9 years now. This enchanting woman leaned over to him and whispered to him; "Don't lie to me." His eyes go wide, she had changed so much over these past nine years.
"Mia?" He asked, the now fully grown woman who was drinking coffee and putting strawberry jam on her toast.
~*~
To Be Continued...
A/N: Well, what do you think? I wrote this chapter right after chapter. 5 and then the time was like 05:22 AM in the morning and I wasn't the slightest bit tired. But gotta go to sleep, mom might wake up at moment now and tell me to go to sleep. Tell me what you thought of this chapter but DON't be mean. ~ (the morning of) 14.02.2004, Dru
