"Me? Or us? We're having a good time. What were you really gonna do when and if you found us here?" Julia asked Syd, as she slipped an arm around Julian.
"Well...I...well." Syd hadn't really thought about that, she hadn't been sure if they were here or not. She was here on holiday, she hadn't really exspected to have to work.
"Since you seem to have no idea about that, me and Sark are just gonna go and give you some time to think." And before Syd knew it her 'sister' and Mr. Sark were lost in the dancing crowd.
Bristol Hotel - a summit Hotel (Kristian Iv Gate, Oslo , Norway 0130
Syd was gonna sneak up to their bedroom but when she was on her way there, she saw a tired looking Sark heeding towards the stairs, where she was up against a wall. She runs downstairs and sits by the hotel bar, orders a drink. Just as the bartender was handing her, her drink Sark enters the area.
"Why, Ms. Bristow, am I not surprised at seeing you here?" Julian asked Sydney, who sat at the bar and was drinking a Mojito. "But I am surprised that you hadn't already stormed into our room and pointed a gun at us." He said. He ordered a glass of red wine.
"Is that all you drink?" Sydney asked him, just out of curiosity and because it seemed he didn't really care that a CIA agent (on holiday) sat beside him, a wanted employee of Irina Derevko.
"No, that is not all I drink. It's just what I wanted now." He told her, a little agitated.
"So, where's Julia?" Syd asked, casually dressed, Sark before she took another sip of her drink.
"She's upstairs, sleeping." He tells her, almost whispered.
"Why aren't you then upstairs, sleeping too?" She asked him, as he seemed to be getting kinda sad or something.
"I wasn't tired. You're not going to go away, are you." He more said than asked.
"No. Why should I?" She asked, as she finished her drink.
"I guess you shouldn't, I'm just thinking why you would sit next to me and have a civil chat with me." Sark asked Syd, as he watched her order vodka, "or drink vodka." and she didn't just order a shot or something , but a whole bottle.
1/3 OF A VODKA BOTTLE LATER;
Syd and Sark were quite buzzed, if not drunk, sitting on a sofa in the Bar-area.
"Why did Julia go to sleep so early?" A slightly tipsy Syd, who had though decided to stop drinking while she was still around Sark, asked him. Not a good idea to get totally wasted in front of him. Syd thought. But him on the other hand, he kept drinking.
"She's just a little sad." (or maybe, depressed? You'll understand when you read on. Dru) He said, but as soon as that sentence had he looked like that was something she didn't need to know.
He stopped drink.
"Why is she sad?" Syd asked him, and he looked at her with mixed emotions in his clear - ocean blue eyes.
"I can't tell you that." He says, with slightly iced - over eyes.
"Come on, I'm supposed to be her 'BIG' sister." She tells him, half-joking , half-curious.
"If you tell anyone I told you this, if you tell anyone this, I will KILL you." She looked into his slightly drunk eyes, his eyes were dark - blue and stormy, and saw his eyes were as if he was fully sober and she knew he was not making an empty threat.
"Okay, I won't say anything." She tells him.
He relaxes more in the sofa but his seem troubled, sad, hurt even.
"We had been dating for a year, your mom knew and she was okay with it. Well, one thing nobody knows, except you after I tell you this, is that she became pregnant. It was an accident, I mean she was 19 and I was 21, we didn't mean for it to happen. Well, she wasn't sure if she wanted to keep the baby, you know the world we live and work in, but then something went wrong. She had a miscarriage.--not sure that's written right. When we're alone, somewhere no one knows us and she doesn't have anything to occupy her mind, She sometimes gets sad. That's why I try to have us doing something all the time." He finishes telling her, he seemed relieved to have finally told someone but still sad. When Julia got sad, he would get kinda sad, too.
He gets up from the sofa and is heading up to his room, he looks back at Sydney and sees her still sitting there.
She knew that Sark could be lying , but she didn't believe that anyone would lie about something like that and she knew that this Julia could be also lying to her when she said she was her sister, but she still felt bad for her.
THREE WEEKS LATER;
Toledo, Spain:
Sydney & Vaughn were in a club, that they knew that their target owned. Their alias was a crazy-in-love-newly-weds.
The man had only seen pictures of Syd. He had no idea how her husband looked like. He only knew that her hubby was blonde. (Vaughn had dyed his hair blonde for this mission.)
This club was noisy, lot of people dancing. Flashing and blinking lights, kinda dark though.
She sees him and grabs his hand, spins him around and though she really can't see his face, she knows it's him. She feels it's someone she greatly cares for.
She kisses him, and not like a small peck on the lips but, like she loves him deeply.
To Be Continued ...
A/N: Tell me what ya think. It took me a long time to write this chapter and I know it's not that good. So, tell me what you think but DON'T be mean.