Phermones
By : Dru

Chapter. 5

Words : 1235

A/N : Hope ya enjoy and leave a review, because you know it's my drug. You know that some lines are totally from the ses.2 ep. The counteragent. All beta-ed and flowing slightly better now thanks to Loopylou.

Disclaimer : Own nothing and you know it. The all own it : ABC, bad robot, JJ Abrams, etc.

This is another flashback.

When Syd stepped out of the sea, who do you think was there to lend a helping hand and a towel.

That's right. That annoying, blonde son of a bitch Mr. Julian Sark. As he offered his hand to help her from the stairs, she just ignored him and rolled her eyes.

She was so stubborn, and he loved it.

She just shot the two guards he had with him with tranqs. Then she took the towel and patted him on the shoulder. That annoyed him a bit. What was that about?

She just loved to irk him. He was so easy to bug if you knew him. They walked for a while. Then she decided to, well, add some tension into it.

"I just spotted Sark." She told the people back in L.A.

He looked at her with this 'What the bloody hell?' look. She only poked her tongue out at him and shrugged her shoulders. Then Kendall told her that he didn't need to remind her to stay out of sight. She just grinned at that and handed Sark back the now wet towel. He dumped it into a garbage bin nearby.

She went into the room where the antidote was alone and started to do her thing. Using what her father had given her on the plane and all that. When she was almost finished with punching in the code she was warned by the tech geek about something.

"The machine is connected to their central security systems. If you try to generate the serum, their security system will be alerted." He told her, and she just rolled her eyes. 'Oh, no! I already knew that.'

"Can we circumvent the system?" She asked him, adding that something special to her voice that she knew Sark had already dubbed 'drama queen' touch.

"Not from here." Tech geek told her. Yeah, she knew that too.

"Mountaineer, abort the op and head back. We'll find another way too..." Kendall told her. How predictable.

"Abort? We don't have time to find something else." She told them, more of the 'drama queen'.

"If you use the machine they'll know you're there." Kendall told her, and she only told him; "Then I'll run fast."

Alarm bells and all that was heard, before the comm. was crushed under her heel. She looked up and sees Sark at the opening of the room. Smirking, as always.

"Not a word. I need a shower. Please, tell me there is a decent shower around here." She told him, as they walked out of the room side by side.

"I think you'll be able to manage, 'Ms. Bristow'." He told her, actually grinning at her. He had enjoyed her act very much. She really was a great actress.

"Do not start with that, Blondie. I smell like the ocean, and I just want to take a damn shower before I go back." She told him, as she looked at her watch.

After Syd's much wanted shower :

Sark opened the door to where Syd was getting dressed to see if she was ready.

He came to a halt in the doorway when he sees she has her back to him. What made him pause was the everyday act she was in the middle of- he wondered why such a simple thing like slipping on a T-shirt would give him pause.

For some reason he was transfixed on her lower back. Something about the vulnerable spot touched him.

"Could you stop staring at me like that? It's making me slightly uneasy." She told him, and looked at him over her shoulder.

She was smirking now. He was supposed to be the one smirking all the time. He just scowled at her and thought 'b!' Though he didn't really mean it, she was just being herself, really.

She had this freaky talent of knowing if he was in the room or not. Not that good for him.

"Are you finished being funny? Because you only have an hour or so to go." He told her, trying to forget the bare-back incident.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm ready. Are you? Won't you miss me when I'm gone? What will you do without me?" She told him, barely holding in her laughter. Her brown eyes were sparkling.

"I'm sure I'll manage just fine. But it's nice to know you care." He told her, you could hear it in his voice that he wasn't serious about that first comment.

Oh, she knew he actually did care about what she thought about him. She decided to try a little something.
She walked up to him, put her hands on his suit clad chest, played with his tie for a heartbeat and then looked him in his ocean blue eyes with her big, brown ones.

"But I DO care about you, Julian. Didn't you know that?" She told him, and pouted. It wasn't often that those blue eyes showed warm emotions but she saw them under a thin layer of annoyance.

Hook, line and sinker.

She bit her lower lip, looked down at the floor and stepped away. He just stood there. Seemingly frozen. Mission accomplished.

She smiled, but her bowed head and curtain of hair made that invisible to him. On the way, while on the plane with her dad, she had thought 'why the heck not?'

He seemed to care for her, as much as someone like him could. She suspected that was her mother's doing.

He was easy on the eyes and even if he tried to look as though he didn't have a single caring bone in his body, she knew better. He cared for her and her mother, at least.

He was still frozen when she stepped back up to him and kissed him. Took him a few seconds, but then he responded to the kiss.

"Always knew you had a thing for me." He told, smirk on his lips.

So, she punched him in the stomach and told him ; "That was for being a prick, Blondie." Before grinning and kissing him again.

"Nothing says love like a punch in the stomach." He told her, with a blend of wincing and a smirk on his face. They broke apart and Syd walked over to the box containing the antidote. She threw it over to Sark and he caught it without a single thought.

"Are you sure you can't just say that I caught you and being the prick I am, according to you, wouldn't give it back. Then Yawn will be out of your hair. Problem solved." He told her, watching her sit down and start pulling on her shoes.

"Great plan, genius, except for the fact that you need that for me to 'have to' go on that mission to 'kill' Sloane. So, don't let something happen 'accidentally' to it." She told him, as she stood up and put on her jacket.

"And are you sure that's the only reason? And not just because you like this boy scout?" He asked her, and she couldn't help the chuckle that passed her lips.

"For an 'emotionless' assassin you sure do look pretty insecure right now. Don't worry, he has nothing on you, Blondie." She told him, smiling before kissing him and laughing, as she walked out of the room.

"I am not insecure." He muttered to nobody, but himself on the way out, after her.

To Be Continued...

A/N 2 : Kinda like this part. Next one is the mission. Well, not the mission mission, but still in Japan and all.