Three years later; London:
Sark and Julia are no longer together, he's seeing Syd now. Has been for almost three years and it had been 47 days since they got engaged. They're at a mall, shopping stuff.
Syd is wearing a skirt. She feels someone pulling on the hem of it and when she turns around she sees an adorable little girl with long , curly brown hair and green - blue eyes.
"Mom?" the little girl asked Syd. "No, I'm not your mom, sweetie but are you lost?" Syd asked the little girl.
"yeah, I can't find my mum. You look very much like her." the little girl told her, as Syd picked her. "Really. What's your name and how old are you?" She asked her, as she shifted her in her arms, as Sark approached them.
"Juliet dev-vko or something. I'm almost three. It's hard for me to say, because it's my mum's last name and she says it russian but we live in England. I don't think I've ever been there but my grand-mum lives there. I like her, she's nice." She smiles for awhile untill she seems to see someone she knows. Syd gives Sark a worried look
2003; Greece:
"She'll be alright. Do you think I'd really kill my sister?" Julia asked Sark, as they were packing cloathes and such down.
They were moving in together, but close to one of Irina's house's.
"I don't know. I bet your mother wouldn't be pleased, if you did that." He said, jokingly.
Sark was closing a box, when his cell-phone ringed.
Julia answers, it's Irina and she wants to talk to Sark.
Julia throws him the phone, and he catches it.
When he hangs up, she knows it's about her big sis. Figures!! His eyes are never that blue when he's with me. After that thought, her mood went sour.
It had been 4 months since their last encounter with Syd but that didn't mean she was forgotten or not talked about.
They didn't say it straight to her face, but she could hear them saying between the lines; "Why can't you be more like Sydney/your sister!? Just working for us."
"Julia, what's wrong?" Sark asked for, like, the 7'th time.
"I can't do this anymore. You don't love me anymore, or maybe you never did. This is a mistake, us moving in together, that is. I'm sorry but what did mom want. It concerns Syd, right?" She asked, with a bite in her voice.
She now knew it had been a mistake, when she had jumped into her sis's cab all those months ago.
Back then, she had no idea that her sister would steal her Boyfriends-slash-partners heart.
She wanted his heart now, but she would never get it.
So, she wasn't gonna get hurt like this again, ever.
2006; London:
"Juliet!! What did I tell you about walking away from me. You know that you have to be with me all the time. A mall is not a safe place for a two year old. Sorry, about this. She's always getting lost in places like this. She's always exploring places we go to. Oh, I'm sorry, I'm Marguerite. I'm her nanny. You know, ms... "the nanny said fishing for a name.
"Mrs. Lazarey. Well, I will be soon." Syd tells her. The nanny looks her over.
To Be Continued ...
A/N: tell me what you think. There's not much left of this fic. Maybe, 1 or 2 chapters. Please, I need feedback but DON'T be mean.