Disclaimer - I don't own Relic Hunter, the only things I own are the
characters I have made up myself and the plot idea. Also, like I said
before, will all you authors out there please either update their Relic
Hunter fanfics or start writing new ones? Is it too much to ask? It is free
after all, just like reviewing my fic is.
Chapter 3
They were nearly through the flight to England and Sydney gave a bored sigh as she relaxed in her seat with a small can of diet coke. The quiet throbbing hum of the planes engines had already lulled Nigel to sleep over his laptop, so she didn't have his usual enthusiastic chatter to keep her amused.
The airline charged for the use of their entertainment facilities and as Nigel had his laptop out Sydney thought she would listen to a CD on that, or perhaps continue the research her assistant had been in the middle of before he had started quietly begun snoring, leaning against the window pane.
Sydney retrieved a disc from her hand luggage and was about to lean over Nigel to pick up the laptop when he stirred slightly in his sleep. Glancing at him she could see his soft brown hair had fallen over his eyes, casting shadow over his features, his lightly muscled arms wrapped around himself in an obvious attempt to keep warm under the strong blow of the air conditioner as the cool breeze seemed to be going straight through the thin indigo t-shirt he had on. Not sure why she was doing it, Sydney gently brushed the dark hair from his face, reaching up to direct the flow of air away from Nigel she didn't look away from his face once.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, we are now approaching the airport. If you would all please return to your seats you will notice the seatbelt sign is now lit-"
Sydney jumped as the captain's voice suddenly blared from the speakers. Hearing a groan next to her she quickly turned to face the opposite side of the plane as she saw Nigel beginning to stir.
"Ow," Nigel moaned as he sat up, rubbing his back, "are we here?"
"Hmm? - oh, yes, we're approaching the airport, Nigel, so you might want to pack your laptop away."
As he began to rummage around by his feet for the bag, Sydney watched him, her eyes slowly drifting downwards -
'Oh my God!' She thought frantically, as she quickly averted he gaze, 'I was not looking at Nigel's arse, I wasn't! OK, Sydney, get a grip, this is Nigel your talking about, since when did you fancy him? Not that I do now!'
She was extremely relieved when the plane finally landed and she exited as quickly as possible, almost sending the poor airhostess flying in her haste. Suddenly recalling the reason of her hurry, Sydney spun around to see Nigel attempting to hurry after her, struggling to keep a hold on his laptop as well as all her forgotten bags. Feeling slightly ashamed she excused her sudden flight as excitement for the hunt and strode off at a more sedate pace to try and find a baggage trolley.
AN: I know there hasn't been much action in this chapter, but it introduces the new feelings that Sydney is starting to have for Nigel. I actually wasn't intending for there to be any kind of romance in this fic, it just kinda happened. Wonder what that means?! Anyway, whatever you think, let me know by reviewing.
Chapter 3
They were nearly through the flight to England and Sydney gave a bored sigh as she relaxed in her seat with a small can of diet coke. The quiet throbbing hum of the planes engines had already lulled Nigel to sleep over his laptop, so she didn't have his usual enthusiastic chatter to keep her amused.
The airline charged for the use of their entertainment facilities and as Nigel had his laptop out Sydney thought she would listen to a CD on that, or perhaps continue the research her assistant had been in the middle of before he had started quietly begun snoring, leaning against the window pane.
Sydney retrieved a disc from her hand luggage and was about to lean over Nigel to pick up the laptop when he stirred slightly in his sleep. Glancing at him she could see his soft brown hair had fallen over his eyes, casting shadow over his features, his lightly muscled arms wrapped around himself in an obvious attempt to keep warm under the strong blow of the air conditioner as the cool breeze seemed to be going straight through the thin indigo t-shirt he had on. Not sure why she was doing it, Sydney gently brushed the dark hair from his face, reaching up to direct the flow of air away from Nigel she didn't look away from his face once.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, we are now approaching the airport. If you would all please return to your seats you will notice the seatbelt sign is now lit-"
Sydney jumped as the captain's voice suddenly blared from the speakers. Hearing a groan next to her she quickly turned to face the opposite side of the plane as she saw Nigel beginning to stir.
"Ow," Nigel moaned as he sat up, rubbing his back, "are we here?"
"Hmm? - oh, yes, we're approaching the airport, Nigel, so you might want to pack your laptop away."
As he began to rummage around by his feet for the bag, Sydney watched him, her eyes slowly drifting downwards -
'Oh my God!' She thought frantically, as she quickly averted he gaze, 'I was not looking at Nigel's arse, I wasn't! OK, Sydney, get a grip, this is Nigel your talking about, since when did you fancy him? Not that I do now!'
She was extremely relieved when the plane finally landed and she exited as quickly as possible, almost sending the poor airhostess flying in her haste. Suddenly recalling the reason of her hurry, Sydney spun around to see Nigel attempting to hurry after her, struggling to keep a hold on his laptop as well as all her forgotten bags. Feeling slightly ashamed she excused her sudden flight as excitement for the hunt and strode off at a more sedate pace to try and find a baggage trolley.
AN: I know there hasn't been much action in this chapter, but it introduces the new feelings that Sydney is starting to have for Nigel. I actually wasn't intending for there to be any kind of romance in this fic, it just kinda happened. Wonder what that means?! Anyway, whatever you think, let me know by reviewing.