Sark woke up in a dark, damp, windowless cell. As soon as he opened his eyes, they were darting around, checking for signs of Sydney. Finally, his eyes found an unmoving body sprawled in the far corner. He was on his feet immediately, despite his aching head and dizziness. He crossed the room quickly and knelt down next to her.
"Syd! Sydney, wake up love. Please wake up." He shook her gently and at last, her eyelids fluttered open.
"Julian? Where are we?" she asked groggily. "The last thing I remember is..."
"Cole?"
"Yes."
"I'm not quite sure where we are darling, but I know we're in trouble. By any chance did you tell your father what we were up to when you talked to him the other day?"
"I'm sorry, no."
"Don't be sorry, Syd. You didn't think there was any reason to. How the hell did I get you into this?"
"Don't blame yourself. You tried to get me to stay away and I didn't listen. Lets just try to get some sleep." Sark and Sydney curled up together on the floor and were almost instantly asleep.
Half an hour later, Sydney and Sark woke to the sound of their cell door squealing open. Two guards entered the room and pulled Sydney and Sark to their feet. Then McKennas Cole entered the room.
"Hey there Pigtails, Julian. Now, I don't usually share the itinerary with my prisoners, but since you're my favorite people, here's the plan. Julian, you're going to tell me where Irina Derevko is and what she's up to. Then you're gonna tell me where Katya Derevko is and what she's up to and then, you're gonna tell me where Nadia Derevko is and what she's doin. I tell you those three sisters, sexy as hell, but try keeping tabs on 'em. But anyways, after you do all that, you two are just gonna chill out here until Pigtails' parents pay me a shit-load of money to get you two back. Now's that cool with everyone?"
"No, that's not cool with everyone. I'll never tell you what you want to know, McKennas," Sark said with a smirk.
"I thought you might need some, oh, persuasion. Take Pigtails here to the conversation room." Sark's mouth dropped open in shock, but it was to late. Sydney was gone.
Four hours later, the door of the cell opened again, and a bloody and bruised Sydney was deposited roughly on the floor. "Sydney!" Sark yelled, but it was no use, she was unconscious and was probably gonna stay that way for a while. Sark jumped up and walked over to the door. "Guard, I need to speak with Mr. Cole."
"I will inform him," was his only answer. Sark walked back over and took his place by Syd's side.
"I'm sorry love. I'm so sorry." The cell door swung open.
"As touching as this is, you wished to speak with me?"
"Yes. I'm going to put a deal on the table. I tell you where Nadia and Katya are, and you put us in more desirable accommodations and provide a doctor for Sydney."
"Why the change of heart, Julian?"
"If she stays here she'll get an infection."
"True. All right, you have a deal. I think you've made a very wise decision. Now, where are they?"
"Nadia is in Prague and Katya is in Geneva."
"Good. Nice working with you, man." Cole took his gun out and hit Sark over the head with it.