Two Years
by: Crimson Snow
Disclaimer in ch.1
Chapter. 3
A/N: Thanks to lightTraveller for reading the fic over and check for errors. Thanks for all the reviews on ch.1 and 2. And this fic happens in 2023.
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Last Time:
*"It's Audrey Holt. Why are you so intrested in her parents?" Mikhail asked the, now, smiling Irina.
"This is gonna be fun." Is the only thing the, now ear to ear, smiling Irina told him.*
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Sydney stood in front of her fathers door and she was about to knock when the door opens. There stands her aging father. She hadn't talked to him in 4 years and she hadn't seen him in 7 years.
"Sydney? What brings you here?" He asked, the black haired syd.
"Hi, Dad. And it's Audrey. Been her for twenty years." She tells him, as she smiles at him but Jack seems to be looking over her shoulder.
Everyone she's known the last 20 years know her as Audrey, so she felt weird if her dad started to call her a diffrent name and besides they could never be too careful.
"Who are you looking for, Dad? Are you looking for Simon? He's not here." She asked him, fully knowing who he was looking for.
"Come on in, Audrey." Jack opened the door more, letting her in.
"So, where is 'Simon' ?" Jack asked his daughter, as she stepped inside his house.
"He's not here." She tells him, as she heads for a seat.
"Where is he? Has something happend between you two? Because if he's done something to hurt you..." Jack was telling her when she says 'ssshhh!!' and stands up from the seat she had sat in a few seconds ago.
"He went to look for mom. You see we were in this ball on Monday, in Milan, we ran into Lindsey there. French accent, black haired wig and leather pants under her skirt. She rode away on a motorcycle. I'm afraid she might be in some danger or something." Syd tells her dad, as they sit down on the sofa in his livingroom.
Even though Syd was 49 years old, she snuggled up to her 73 year old father.
"It'll be all right, Sydney. It'll be all right." He tells her, as his daughter almost falls asleep on the sofa. He nudges her and it's obvious she hasn't had much sleep lately.
"Syd, why won't you go to sleep in the guestroom? Just for a while." Jack asks her, as she stood up and looked at him.
"Yeah, okay, dad. It's just I've been on the move so much these days more than I have for the last years and I was so tired suddenly when I sat down. Wake me up when you want to have dinner." She tells her dad, as she heads for the guestroom for some shut-eye.
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Sark didn't have many conntacts left after 20 years and kinda out of the spy-/assasin-buisness but he had been in conntact with a few, to check if someone was looking for them.
Now he had to check if any of those few knew where his mother-in-law was.
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L.A:
Syd had woken up and decided to take a shower. She was so used to not locking the bathroom doors that she totally forgot now and besides her dad was the only other person in the house, and she didn't think he'd come crashing in or anything.
She had just stepped into the shower, there fore not hearing when the doorbell rang and her Dad went to the door and found Vaughn at the door. He visited Jack at least twice a month and usually they were the only ones there.
Jack thought that Syd was still asleep in the guest room, so when Vaughn went to use the bathroom, he said go ahead as he went to make some coffee.
Vaughn wasn't really listening to any sounds that came from the bathroom ,he was thinking about his new wife, and when he finally registers the sounds it was too late. He had already opened the door.
Sydney forgot where she was for a moment and pokes her head out of the shower, pushing the shower-curtain a little to the side.
"Simon?" She asked, but instead of her husband she saw her former boyfriend slash CIA-handler.
"Vaughn!!" She says, surprised. She hadn't talked to him in 8 years and hadn't seen him in 17 years.
Vaughn was frozen on the spot. Only thing he could think was, *What is she doing here?*
"Syd, what are you doing here? Are you alone here?" He asked, she wasn't sure if he meant that if she was with Sark here or her whole fam.(Irina, Lindsey and Sark.) She hadn't talked to Irina since she got 'rescued' from her mother's house in Russia.
"Umh, hi, Vaughn. Could you do me a favor and step out of the bathroom while I finish my shower?" She asked, the blushing 55-year old.
"Umh, sure. Sorry." He told her, as he closed the door.
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TBC....
*Okay. it was supposed to be longer but I wanted this ch. over with and well, I'm not feeling so good. I don't know how much sarkney there actually will be because this is mainly about their daughter. ~ C*
by: Crimson Snow
Disclaimer in ch.1
Chapter. 3
A/N: Thanks to lightTraveller for reading the fic over and check for errors. Thanks for all the reviews on ch.1 and 2. And this fic happens in 2023.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Last Time:
*"It's Audrey Holt. Why are you so intrested in her parents?" Mikhail asked the, now, smiling Irina.
"This is gonna be fun." Is the only thing the, now ear to ear, smiling Irina told him.*
~*~*~*~*~*~
Sydney stood in front of her fathers door and she was about to knock when the door opens. There stands her aging father. She hadn't talked to him in 4 years and she hadn't seen him in 7 years.
"Sydney? What brings you here?" He asked, the black haired syd.
"Hi, Dad. And it's Audrey. Been her for twenty years." She tells him, as she smiles at him but Jack seems to be looking over her shoulder.
Everyone she's known the last 20 years know her as Audrey, so she felt weird if her dad started to call her a diffrent name and besides they could never be too careful.
"Who are you looking for, Dad? Are you looking for Simon? He's not here." She asked him, fully knowing who he was looking for.
"Come on in, Audrey." Jack opened the door more, letting her in.
"So, where is 'Simon' ?" Jack asked his daughter, as she stepped inside his house.
"He's not here." She tells him, as she heads for a seat.
"Where is he? Has something happend between you two? Because if he's done something to hurt you..." Jack was telling her when she says 'ssshhh!!' and stands up from the seat she had sat in a few seconds ago.
"He went to look for mom. You see we were in this ball on Monday, in Milan, we ran into Lindsey there. French accent, black haired wig and leather pants under her skirt. She rode away on a motorcycle. I'm afraid she might be in some danger or something." Syd tells her dad, as they sit down on the sofa in his livingroom.
Even though Syd was 49 years old, she snuggled up to her 73 year old father.
"It'll be all right, Sydney. It'll be all right." He tells her, as his daughter almost falls asleep on the sofa. He nudges her and it's obvious she hasn't had much sleep lately.
"Syd, why won't you go to sleep in the guestroom? Just for a while." Jack asks her, as she stood up and looked at him.
"Yeah, okay, dad. It's just I've been on the move so much these days more than I have for the last years and I was so tired suddenly when I sat down. Wake me up when you want to have dinner." She tells her dad, as she heads for the guestroom for some shut-eye.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Sark didn't have many conntacts left after 20 years and kinda out of the spy-/assasin-buisness but he had been in conntact with a few, to check if someone was looking for them.
Now he had to check if any of those few knew where his mother-in-law was.
~*~*~*~*~*~
L.A:
Syd had woken up and decided to take a shower. She was so used to not locking the bathroom doors that she totally forgot now and besides her dad was the only other person in the house, and she didn't think he'd come crashing in or anything.
She had just stepped into the shower, there fore not hearing when the doorbell rang and her Dad went to the door and found Vaughn at the door. He visited Jack at least twice a month and usually they were the only ones there.
Jack thought that Syd was still asleep in the guest room, so when Vaughn went to use the bathroom, he said go ahead as he went to make some coffee.
Vaughn wasn't really listening to any sounds that came from the bathroom ,he was thinking about his new wife, and when he finally registers the sounds it was too late. He had already opened the door.
Sydney forgot where she was for a moment and pokes her head out of the shower, pushing the shower-curtain a little to the side.
"Simon?" She asked, but instead of her husband she saw her former boyfriend slash CIA-handler.
"Vaughn!!" She says, surprised. She hadn't talked to him in 8 years and hadn't seen him in 17 years.
Vaughn was frozen on the spot. Only thing he could think was, *What is she doing here?*
"Syd, what are you doing here? Are you alone here?" He asked, she wasn't sure if he meant that if she was with Sark here or her whole fam.(Irina, Lindsey and Sark.) She hadn't talked to Irina since she got 'rescued' from her mother's house in Russia.
"Umh, hi, Vaughn. Could you do me a favor and step out of the bathroom while I finish my shower?" She asked, the blushing 55-year old.
"Umh, sure. Sorry." He told her, as he closed the door.
~*~*~*~*~*~
TBC....
*Okay. it was supposed to be longer but I wanted this ch. over with and well, I'm not feeling so good. I don't know how much sarkney there actually will be because this is mainly about their daughter. ~ C*
