Pheromones
Chapter. 2
by : Dru
A/N : This is something that happened before the previous part and all, so Syd & Lauren aren't friends yet. Now, Loopylou helped me when I was doubting this part so hugs to her. :)
Lauren Reed opened with a key she had swiped from Sark's discarded jacket the week before. It was a quiet Saturday afternoon and she wanted to surprise him. She wondered if he was still asleep. She half-hoped he was. A wicked grin crept onto her face at the thought of how she would wake him.
She walked around the nicely decorated hallway. She first checked into the living room that had a door leading out into the big garden. No one there. Everything tidy and perfect to a Tee. A green hose lay neatly coiled by the door, and she smiled again at the thought of him tending his garden. A part of her wondered when he found the time.
Next was what looked like a library. Or just a room filled with books that she had no idea if he had read or they were just for show. When would he have had the time to read them all? Where had he even acquired them all from? Maybe they came with the house, she mused.
She saw 'Alice in Wonderland' on a coffee table in front of a big, brown, comfy looking leather couch next to a desk littered with papers. Hmm. Mr. Sark liked children's tales? Lauren stored that nugget of information away. Who knew when it would come in useful?
But no one there, just like the living room. So, she left that room and continued her exploration of the first floor. The next door opened into what looked like a guest room. Nothing of interest there, so she didn't even step into that room, but left, pulling the door closed behind her. She continued down the hall until she reached the next door.
The kitchen door was closed, but she did hear some soft music coming from under the door. So, that's where he was. She grinned and opened the door, but what she saw shocked her more than anything ever had.
At the kitchen table sat none other than her husband's obsession. Sydney Bristow. And she sat there, nodding her head slowly along with the Norah Jones song playing on the radio next to her and eating some toast. Like she didn't have a worry in the world. This obviously wasn't the first time Miss Bristow had been at Sark's house.
Lauren just couldn't win, could she? Her husband, her partner. What was with this woman? What did she have that Lauren didn't? She was going to just go. It was clear as day that since Sydney was there Sark wouldn't give Lauren the time of day.
But she took one step backwards and bumps into something. Someone, really. She turns around and stares into amused but quite sleepy crystal blue eyes. "Miss Reed. To who do I owe the pleasure of your surprise visit?" A just out of bed Julian Sark, asked her. His blonde hair was still messy from sleep, and she found it cute. He noticed her looking and scrubbed a hand through it, messing it more.
Sydney dropped her last piece of toast onto her plate and looked up. Eyes as wide as they could become and shit going through her head. But then she wondered what the heck was Mrs. Lauren Vaughn doing here?
She stood up, smoothing out the only piece of clothing she was wearing (one of Sark's buttoned up shirts) and walked to the awkward-looking couple. Actually it was only Lauren who looked and felt awkward.
"As I believe Julian here asked you, what are you doing here...Barbie." Syd asked the blonde, who snapped her eyes from Sark to Syd. Ohhh, the hate in her eyes at that name.
"Ladies, please no cat fights in this house. At least, not today." Sark told them, smirking even more that you thought humanly possible. At first there was annoyance in Syd's eyes, but then a playful look covered that. She might as well have some fun while she had the chance.
"Actually, Lauren, I need to be getting dressed and such. I'm all finished here. You can have him." Syd told the blonde, and pushed the shocked assassin in Lauren's direction.
"Hey!" Sark protested and grabbed Syd's arm. She just kissed him and pried his hand of her arm. "Be good." She told him, over her shoulder as she walked towards where her clothes were. She didn't look back to see their reactions.
"She was joking, right?" Lauren asked him, laughter in her eyes. Maybe Sydney wasn't such a bitch. "If she wasn't, I'm completely fine with that, too." She told him, as she looked Sark over with a smile.
To Be Continued ...
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