All Sarkney's Come Here!  This is the spot.  Chapter Eight is up.  Reviews are accepted. 

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"What!!!" she exclaims. 

            Should I, it wouldn't be that bad, if he wanted to kill me I'd be dead.  Maybe I can trust him.  I'll find out soon enough.

"Um…don't you normally have this thing covered since you are Mr. Super Swank Spy?  You just might be losing your touch.  I'll let you stay under one condition."

"And what may that be?"

"You get the couch."

"Naturally."

"It's only 9 o'clock, and I haven't had anything to eat yet.  Would you like to join me for some dinner, Agent Bristow?"

"Oh why not, I've already let you stay in my apartment, I guess I'll go and have dinner with you," she gave in.

"Well, I'll let you change into something a little more suitable for where I have in mind for dinner," as he looked at her rumpled work clothes.

"Ok, give me a half hour to shower and change."

"I'll be waiting right here in your living room."

Back in Italy

Well, I guess I should call Sark and see how he is doing.  Actually, I should tell him, how I am doing.  I feel kind of bad about how I acted, even though I had good reason to.  I  mean what normal 16 year old girl gets told that she is to have these crazy powers and was stolen from her parents.  I don't think many do.  I can't be mad at Sark, I wish I were, but I'm not.  He seems so caring, and considerate throughout all that has happened.  I should tell him this. 

Back in Syd's apartment

She excused herself and went into her room.  Sark decided to take the time inspecting her house.  Clean as he expected, but not a perfectionists clean.  It was cozy.  He moseyed on over to her fireplace, and looked at her pictures.  He saw one of her and her father, of the real francie and will and syd together on one of their crazy nights, and surprisingly one of her mother, Irina.  He wondered how Irina was.  She probably would kill me if I ever got involved romantically with Sydney.  I'll have to get in touch with her someday.  The sudden shrill of his cellphone startled him.

"Hello?"

"Hey Sark, it's Adrienne."

"Hi, how are you feeling?"

"Better, I'm sorry for the way I acted.  I know that you never meant it to be like this.  But you have to understand that I don't regret reacting that way.  I needed to let it all out.  I should be very angry with yo---."

"Wait, I understand.  Don't worry about it."

"No, let me say this.  I should be very angry and upset with you, but even though you did all of these things to me, you have done it for a reason, and I trust you to enough to believe in you.  You are like the big brother I never had.  I am willing to do whatever you want me to do."

"I hope you know what you are getting yourself into?  What I have in store for you is very difficult, and rigorous.  Just keep in mind that I don't want to see you hurt again by my actions.  Even though we hardly know each other, I do care about you.  I have to go right now, but I will be coming home soon."

"Ok, stay safe.  I'll see you soon."  He heard on the other end of his phone.

"Bye.  Take care love."

"Bye."

In Syd's room.

While she is showering she thinks about how she is handling this whole Sark, Adrienne thing. 

I should be angry with him.  I should have killed him while I had the chance.  But I have missed our little encounters and the sarcastic remarks we make to each other.  Why am I even questioning myself.  Do you love him Syd?  Hahaha…that's crazy.  No that's insane.  What woman could possibly love him?  Perhaps you Syd.  Sheesh…my own brain is against me.  You haven't been happy ever since that night and you know it.  All you have done is gone to work, had your occasional boyfriend, and that's it.  You don't do anything fun anymore.  Since Francie is dead, and Will is in protection, you have no one.  You have distanced yourself away from Vaughn.  He was a good friend even if you aren't together any longer.  You do have your father, but he has been reassigned to Langley.  You have no one.  You need to do something about this Syd.  Right now, you aren't getting anywhere in life, work, or socially.  You aren't happy any more.  Sark seems to be your closest thing to a friend.  You can see how he has changed.  You feel it.  Let yourself go to him Syd.  He is your only ticket to see Adrienne.  You may have been hurt by him, but you'll get over it.  You have gone through many painful things, and this is just another to add to your list.  Get away from all of this CIA stuff, if not forever, at least for a little while.  Let yourself unravel.  Oy vey, I'm getting lectured by my conscience.  Ok, ok, I'll go with him. 

With this little schizophrenic argument she had in her head, she got out of the shower, and got ready for this dinner.  She turned on her stereo and went on making herself pretty. 

 
They tell you where you need to go
They tell you when you need to leave.
They tell you what you need to know
They tell you who you need to be.
 
Maybe I'm right, maybe I have gone down the deep end.  I'm not happy anymore. I need someone.  Sark…do I love him? 
 
But everything inside you
knows there's more than what you've heard
There's so much more than empty conversations
filled with empty words
 
I can't.  
 
And you're on fire
when he's near you
You're on fire when he speaks
You're on fire burning at these mysteries
Give me one more time around
give me one more chance to see,
Give me everything you are
Give me one more chance to be near you.
 
Yes, I do.
 
When everything inside me
Looks like everything i hate
You are the hope i have for change
You are the only chance I'll take
 
No, never.  
 
And I'm on fire when you're near me
I'm on fire when you speak
I'm on fire burning at these mysteries.
 
I'm standing on the edge of me,
I'm standing at the edge of everything I've ever been
And I've been standing at the edge of me, standing
at the edge
 
…I love him…