Chapter Fourteen

Sydney drove into Paris and stopped when she reached the train station. She parked the car and she went inside of the building, the place was full of people. People from different countries speaking different languages. She just sat on a bench and took in everything, and thought about the previous night.

What would she do if Sark told her he loved her? What would she say? Could she ever say it to him? What were her feelings about him?

She sat and thought. If her relationship with him was going to continue, she needed to talk to him about last night.

Two Hours Later

Sark had been trying to find Sydney for two hours. He didn't want to leave the house in case she came back, but he was tapping into many security feeds all over Paris to see if he could find her. By the time he thought of the train station he heard the front door open. He ran to the door as fast as he possibly could and stopped when he saw her.

She looked so broken and confused.

"You're back" he said softly.

She noticed his presence and looked up at him. Her face looked tired.

"Yeah" she replied moments later.

"Where did you go?" He spoke to her softly, so he didn't startle her.

"The train station" she paused and looked down at her hands, "Julian, I need to talk to you about something."

"Sure," he walked up to her and took her hand and they went into the living room and sat on the sofa "we can talk" he couldn't help but think that this was the end, that she was about to leave him.

"What scared you so badly that you had to run away this morning?"

"It was something you said," she paused looking at him, he was really confused, "while you were sleeping. I woke up this morning and everything was perfect, I was just lying in your arms and I was so contempt. Then I heard you mumble my name in your sleep. That was alright, it's not that bad if you mumble my name, but what you said after that just scared me a little. You said 'I love you'."

"Oh" there was nothing else that he could say. She's scared of me loving her? What? He thought.

"It isn't you loving me that scared me, it was the thought of not being able to return that love. If you told me that you love me right now, I don't think I could say it to you too. It's just too soon for that."

When she paused, he wanted to voice his main concern, "Are you leaving?"

She looked at him wide-eyed, "No! Not unless you want me to…"

"I don't, I really, really don't want you to leave."

She smiled weakly. "I'm sorry for scaring you this morning." Sark put his arm around her shoulder and she leaned into his side, placing her head on his shoulder.

"It's okay. You came back" he kissed the top of her head.

"Julian, I'm sorry for everything. I kind of ruined the morning after, didn't I?" she laughed, and that was the moment that he knew everything would be ok.

"Well what did you think of last night then?"

She pursed her lips, then bit down on her bottom lip. "Well, it was sort of…" she paused and looked into his eyes, "perfect" she saw only his desire for her.

"My thoughts exactly" he said, then he kissed her softly, "what would you say to breakfast?"

"I wouldn't object" she replied when her stomach growled. He laughed at her and they went to the kitchen together.

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Eating Breakfast

"Julian, you have an extra bedroom right? Because Weiss is coming tomorrow and I wanted to be sure that there's an extra –"

"Sydney, there is more than one extra room in this place, believe me."

"I just wanted to be sure."

"Any other questions?"

"Yeah, is your real last name Sark?"

"No, it's Lazarey."

"Right! I knew that."

"I'm sure you did."

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An hour later Sark and Sydney are sitting on the balcony, Sydney is in his arms and they are watching the trees blow lightly in the wind. "Julian, I'm going to have a shower. Care to join me?"

He looked at her like she was insane, "Do you really have to ask me that love?"

They ran to the bathroom, shedding their clothes along the way. At one point, Julian had pinned Sydney to the wall, placing kisses along her skin. Sydney took his growing erection in her hand and began to pump it with her hand. He groaned and kissed her forcefully and they made their way to the shower.

They never separated their lips when they were in the bathroom. Once they entered the shower, the hot water was beading against her skin and he pushed her against the wall. He thrust into her and pumped in and out of her quickly, and hard. Her moans and her way of breathlessly saying "harder" made him lose control.

She came hard and loud, screaming his name. He was happy that this home was secluded, otherwise he would have been afraid of the neighbours overhearing. But he still wouldn't have cared. He was having the best sex of his life, and he didn't really care who knew. Except for her father, of course.

Her muscles tightened around him over and over again, milking him dry, and he yelled her name as he came into her silky centre.

They finished by washing each other's sweaty bodies, placing kisses on over-sensitive skin.

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The Next Day

Sydney left in the morning to pick up Weiss at the airport. It was odd because Sark felt lonely without her at the house. It was so empty without her. But she would be back soon. He didn't want to go to the airport with her because Weiss didn't know about him yet, and it was better for the CIA agent to scream and yell in his secluded house than in front of many at the airport.

It had been over two hours when she returned. She opened the door and he heard Weiss compliment the house, he smiled to himself. He heard Sydney call out to him, but he didn't move until he was sure the front door was closed.

"Julian" she called.

He heard her tell Weiss who it was, or at least he figured that's what she was telling him when he heard someone scream "WHAT!" from the front hall.

He came in the room to a steaming Weiss and Sydney trying not to break down after seeing her friend's great disapproval. "Weiss, please, just listen to me. I really care about him alright? Please, Weiss you mean so much to me. I wanted you to come here and see what he's really like. Not what you think he's like."

Weiss turned to look at Sark and he was wide-eyed. "Mr Weiss, I'm sorry this is such a shock to you, but I-"

"Sydney, you're really doing this?" she nodded. "I can't believe this! He's a criminal Sydney! A terrorist! Do you really want to do something that could ruin your life like this?"

"Look Eric, I know you're not happy about this, but I really need you to understand." Sydney walked over to him and took his hands. "I'm really happy right now. I'm happier than I have been in a long time. I was killing myself over Vaughn and this is just what I need. Can you please try and deal with the issues?"

"I don't think I can truly understand your reasons, but…" he paused and thought about how happy she had looked when she picked him up at the airport. "I guess I can try."

Sydney squealed and jumped onto Weiss hugging him tightly. "Thank you Wiess! I love you!"

He looked over at Sark, "So I take it that I don't have to give you the 'if you hurt her I'll kill you' speech?"

"I won't hurt her." Sark replied with a nod.

"I'll show you to your room Weiss" Sydney said, smiling. Sark noticed that she was glowing. He had never seen her this happy.

They were out of the foyer carrying his bags and Sark just watched them leave the room. He was surprised as to how much Eric Weiss cared about Sydney. He had expected anger from him over what Sydney was doing to her life, but the acceptance that she had received from him was something that surprised him.

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Sydney and Weiss walked through the hallway and Sydney was telling him all about the previous few weeks.

"So it started out with me taking my first holiday since… well… ever. And I ran into Sark in the same hotel. I was debating whether or not to take him into custody when people started shooting at us."

"Why do these things only ever happen to you?" he asked smiling.

"I don't know, people just keep getting stuck on ruining Sydney's life. So we got away, and he told me about how he's gotten out of the spy world. We went shopping," at Weiss' look she explained, "We needed clothes. We were wearing sweats and in Paris, and we weren't exactly out for a jog. So then we went to dinner and he was explaining why he left, and how he felt about me when the same people attacked us. I was shot and he saved my life. Now I'm here and I've healed and I'm finally happy."

"So what's happened between you guys? I don't want many details, but I want to know how serious this is."

"It's getting serious. The other night, after the first time we… well… um… you get it. He was mumbling in his sleep and I heard him say 'I love you'." Weiss gasped. "Naturally, I freaked out and I ran away to the train station for a while to think."

"You do that a lot don't you. Go to the train station."

"I do. Well when I came back, I talked to him and we worked everything out. Weiss, I really care about him. I want this to work out. You can't tell anyone about this, about where we are. I don't want him to be taken away from me. Do you understand?"

"Yes Sydney, I understand, and I won't tell anyone. I can see how much this means to you."

"Thank you so much Weiss. So, is there anything you'd like to do now?"

"Well, how about I go talk to your new boyfriend. See what his intentions are with my best friend."

"Weiss, just don't do anything to piss him off. The last thing I need is to have to clean up Weiss out of the carpet."

"Hey, I could take him."

"I know you could sweetheart" she said pinching his cheeks.

"I'm offended. Just because he's tougher and better looking and better than me doesn't mean that he could beat me when it comes to you."

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Sark was in his study, looking over the files and information he had on the Covenant. And he was horrified when a name came up on the screen. It seemed that there was a new employee working for the Covenant.

Arvin Sloane.

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