Chapter 7

The plan had been discussed over and over. I was clearly aware of the dangers and the possible arousal of suspicions, but Julian assured me that anything would be swiftly and quietly handled. My only problem was that I was supposed to act like I hated the man I was sleeping with atleast 3 times a month.

We arrived at the park where the meet was supposed to take place and waited. We were, of course, in disguise so the average citizen wouldn't be alarmed at our presence. I thought the blonde wig I was supposed to wear was a nice touch, though.

I was forced to be sitting on a cold metal park bench with Vaughn, acting like a lovestruck couple. Needless to say, I hated this plan. I tried to arrange to be sitting with Weiss, but both men insisted that due to my history with Vaughn, he would be the best person for me to act all lovey dovey with. After hearing that, I hated the stupid plan even more.

"Alright guys, it's time. Sark and Thorne should be arriving any moment now." Weiss said into my comm.

I pretended to look around the park to throw Vaughn off from what was really happening. We'd both been looking around for only a few moments when I heard a gun cock behind me. Vaughn immediately turned his head to see Julian standing behind me. As he made a move for the gun, Julian shoved it hard into the back of my neck. I winced slightly before Julian finally spoke.

"Good evening Agent Vaughn. And Sydney, always a pleasure." He said.

"Shouldn't you be somewhere tearing the wings off butterflies right now?" I quipped sarcastically.

"Without gracing you with my presence? I wouldn't dream of such a thing."

"What do you want Sark?" Vaughn asked angrily.

"Agent Bristow and I have some unfinished business to attend to. Don't we, love?"

"Call me that again and I'll rip out your spine. Then again, I doubt you actually have one."

"That almost hurt, Sydney. Now, get up."

"No." He pressed the gun harder into the back of my neck.

"Get up. Now."

"Alright, alright." I conceded, getting up from the bench. Julian roughly grabbed me around the neck and pressed the gun barrel to my temple.

"Any sudden moves and you'll be sorry." Vaughn let out a sigh and kept his hands visible.

"Well then, we'll be on our way." And with that, Julian dragged me away.

He stopped as soon as we were out of sight and put his gun away. I looked at him for a moment before kissing him passionately and wrapping my arms around his neck. He kissed back roughly and we kept at it until we both gasped for air.

"I missed you, love." He said.

"I know." I replied with a grin. He kissed me again before taking my arm in his.

"I've got a suite in a hotel nearby."

"I've got some free time."

"Then we should be going."

"Absolutely." I kissed him gently before setting off for his hotel.

We barely had the door to the suite closed before we were frantically pulling at each other's clothes. I'd managed to get his jacket off and most of his shirt buttons undone before he stopped me.

"What is it?" I asked, a bit concerned.

"We always move so fast. I want to take it slow this time." He replied, kissing me gently.

I nodded breathlessly as he kissed down my neck, pulling my wig off and letting my hair cascade down my bare back. He pulled my halter off and began kissing down my chest. I threaded my fingers through his hair and moaned gently as he kissed down to my stomach. He looked up into my eyes and I kneeled down to his level, kissing him passionately and pulling his shirt off. He gently pushed me backward and we made love on the floor, savouring every moment we had together.

About an hour later, I found myself curled up in the arms of my blonde lover. I smiled happily before remembering that I needed to find my way back to Vaughn & Weiss before they got too worried about me. I'm sure they'd already called back to the rotunda to report that I'd been taken.

"Julian." I said, shaking him gently to wake him. He opened his eyes after a few shakes, looking at me with a worried gaze.

"What is it?" he asked.

"I have to go."

"No you don't. Please stay here with me."

"You know I can't do that yet. The CIA will come looking for me and McKenas will send a team to have me killed if I'm found."

"Alright then."

"I love you." I said, kissing his forehead. He looked at me oddly for a moment before he smiled.

"I love you too."

"Anyway, I think the wonder twins contacted the agency already, so I'm gonna have to look a little worse for the wear." Julian looked like he really didn't like that idea.

I finally convinced him that I had to muss myself up a little to make my capture look believable. It would be a bit hard to believe that Julian Sark had taken Sydney Bristow captive and let her go without a scratch. As Julian himself had told me before, he never left Sydney Bristow completely unharmed when their paths crossed. He'd reluctantly helped by trying to create bruises on my wrists to suggest that I'd been restrained in some way.

"If we hadn't had to take things slow, we wouldn't have to fake these bruises." I joked while I strained against a set of bonds I'd put on my wrists. After a few meager attempts, we decided a more real approach was better.

He handcuffed me to the bed with metal cuffs and proceeded to tease me as I squirmed & strained against my bonds. He ended up uncuffing me after a small stream of blood began to trickle down my left wrist. He gently took my wrists in his hands and kissed them before looking up at me, a mix of reluctance, hurt, and apology in his eyes. I knew he didn't want to do it this way, but it had to be done. I kissed him and grabbed my things, leaving his suite with a quiet goodbye before tears began to spill from my eyes.

On my way back to the safehouse I was told about, I messed up my hair and got scratched up in some shrubbery. I knew I had to look like I'd nearly been tortured but managed to escape by running through the woods to the safehouse. It was still late when I arrived, but I knew Vaughn and Weiss would still be up waiting to see if I'd come back.

I approached the door and knocked on it weakly. One of the men jumped up and pulled the door open, gun pointed straight at my head.

"Syd?" Vaughn said, giving me a once-over.

"Can you put that thing down and let me inside?" I asked, my voice still tear-stricken from having to leave Julian in such a state. Vaughn set his gun on a small table near the door and moved aside to let me in, closing the door behind.

"Oh my god Syd. What happened?" Weiss asked, coming into the room to see who'd come knocking.

"I don't wanna talk about it yet." I replied, "I need a shower."

"Alright. We'll get the first aid kit once you're done and get you all cleaned up."

"Thanks." I smiled weakly and made me way to the bathroom.