A/N: Okay, I'm writing this right now because me and my boyfriend are having some issues and I need something to cheer me up. In this one we get to meet Fox's sister, Sparrow. I know we sort of already met her, but this chapter sort of shows how her and Fox are alike and different. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I own Fox, Sparrow, Falcon, Lynx, Shark, all other employees of ACE, and the plot. But I'd trade it all for Domovoi! Evil Irish dude has to own him, though. As well as all other AF characters and locations.

Chapter Five: Twins and Trivialities

The minute Fox had checked into her hotel room, she called her sister on her cell phone. She flopped onto the large, four-poster bed, punched in Sparrow's number, and waited. After three rings, a voice came on the phone.

"Sis? That you?"

"Nope." Replied Fox sarcastically. "I've kidnapped your sister on her way to Hawaii and stolen her cell phone. She will now endure slow and painful torture because you sent her to this festering wasteland."

Sparrow snorted. "Oh, that's nice, Je…Fox." She corrected herself quickly.

Fox felt a knot tighten in her stomach. She knew Sparrow couldn't use her first name. Not over the phone. But it still felt strange to hear her sister calling her "Fox."

"Is it really that bad?" Sparrow asked.

Fox smiled, looking around the extravagant suite she was staying in. "It's…alright." She admitted grudgingly.

"It better be! Do you have any idea how much that place costs? The resort alone is $15,000.000. And that's not including plane tickets and hotel! You're lucky you've never been on reprieve before; you don't always get to go to a nice place like Kona Village when you do it as often as I do."

Fox rolled her eyes. "Then don't go so much."

"Are you mad? That's one of the best perks of the job! I don't know how you survive!" There was a pause, then Sparrow's voice became rather sly. "Soo…Update!"

"What do you mean 'update'?" Fox asked suspiciously, all too aware of where this was heading.

"Oh, don't play coy, Foxy!" Sparrow teased. "Have you met hot guys yet?"

Fox laughed. "Sis, I've only been here a few hours."

"And have you met any?"

"Well…"

"I knew it!"

"Oh shut up, Sis!" Fox snapped. "It's just this one guy on the plane. He's staying in the same hotel as me."

"Ooh. Sweet! How old?"

"You don't wanna know."

"Oh yes I do! What? Is he an old geezer you're going to sleep with to get his money?"

"SIS!"

"I'm joking! How old?"

Fox sighed. "Forty-two, Sis."

There was a pause on the other line, then Sparrow burst into laughter. "Forty-two! Oh my god! He's old enough to be our father!"

Both sisters went silent for a few seconds, both thinking about their own father. It wasn't easy being orphans. But then the moment past, and Sparrow was herself again. "You know, you shouldn't screw around with older guys. It's just a lawsuit waiting to happen. What if you give him a heart attack?"

"SPARROW!"

"Okay, okay. But seriously, Foxy…forty-two!"

"Forty-two is not that old! Shark and Lynx are both Forty-five. And anyways, this guy's really nice. And he looks more like mid-thirties."

Sparrow tutted. "You know, we need to meet guys our own age. The minute you get back, we're going to a bar!"

"A bar, huh? Well, that should be lots of fun." She chuckled. "What about Falcon?"

"What about him?"

"He's twenty-five."

"So?"

Fox smirked to herself. "You two should-"

"Honey, don't even finish that sentence!" She paused. "Anyways, I don't think he's interested."

"Why not?"

She lowered her voice conspiratorially. "I think he's secretly in love with that full-length mirror in the hall." She whispered.

Fox snorted, and heard a deep, angry voice in the background. "Sparrow, if you don't stop saying that, I have no problem putting you in a coma!"

It was true, though. Falcon was rather vain, and was constantly looking at himself in the mirror. One of the reasons neither sister had ever even thought about dating him. And besides, it was against the rules. Something Wolf and Starling, Fox and Sparrow's parents, had both ignored.

Fox sighed. "So, how was your day?"

"Nightmarish!" Replied Sparrow. "I had to go on a mission with Falcon! We almost failed! I had to use a dagger. It got pretty messy, and we had to throw the body in a river."

Fox resisted the urge to shudder. "Really? Did you get caught?"

"No. There were a few witnesses, but we took care of them. And now my favorite shirt is ruined!"

Fox forced a laugh. It scared her, sometimes, how easily her sister spoke of killing. Her first mission had been an immediate success, and ever since she had never hesitated once. Never lost a wink of sleep over a single kill. It was one of the few things that made them so different.

"Hey, Foxy?" Sparrow asked in a suddenly more serious tone.

Fox was immediately yanked from her thoughts. "Yeah?"

"Well…I've been thinking. And I noticed that, every time we have a successful mission…"

Fox's heart was pounding. She knew what her sister would say. She'd expected it for sometime.

Sparrow sighed. To Fox, it sounded like a rush of static. "Never mind. We can talk when you get back." Then her voice was cheerful again. "Hey, did you happen to see my flame-throw before you left? I cant seem to find it anywhere."

Fox rolled her eyes. "Ask Shark. I bet he'd love to tell you where it is." She yawned. "I think I'll go take a bath. I'll call you tomorrow."

"Okay Fox. Have a good time. Remember, enjoy yourself! And send me a picture of this guy of yours."

"Alright, Sis. Love you."

"Love you too, Foxy."

The call ended. Fox lay on the bed for several minutes, her eyes closed, before she stood up and walked to the bathroom.

---Diamonds---

Butler sat in his hotel room, his head reeling. He hadn't expected to see Jennifer again. He was happy that he had, although it made his insides churn with guilt. He wasn't supposed to allow himself to become emotionally attached to anyone. Especially a younger woman who he hardly knew.

Sighing, he turned and looked out the window. What would it be like, he wondered, to live a normal life. To be able to do what he pleased. Maybe even go on a date occasionally. Though he knew there was no point in brooding over it. He would never leave Master Artemis. And not just because of the brotherly bond between the two.

Domovoi Butler did not believe in second chances. He never had, and was confident he never would. He had decided early one that you only got one shot, and that was it. If you screwed up, it was your own damn fault and you just had to deal with it. That was how he felt about his life as a bodyguard. It wasn't that he regretted his life with Artemis; far from it. But sometimes, he couldn't help but wonder what would have happened if he hadn't taken the job. That was why he would never quit. Because it had been his choice, and he had made his decision long ago. If it was a mistake, it was his mistake. And that was that.

A knock on the door interrupted his train of thought. Wondering who the hell would be bothering him after just two hours in the hotel. He was planning to make himself look as mean and terrifying as possible-not a difficult feat-when he opened the door to find…

"Jennifer." He gave her a warm smile, glancing at her hair, which was very damp and tied back.

She noticed this, and smiled. "I just took a bath. I'm feeling really lazy right now, so I havent unpacked my blow-dryer yet. I hope you don't mind me dropping by. I got your room number from the front desk."

He nodded, though he hadn't really been listening. He was staring at her face, wondering what her life was like. A normal life, a voice in his head chided.

Her next words brought him back to reality. "Anyways, I was wondering if you'd like to come with me and check this place out."

"What?" He asked, rather surprised.

She blushed. "Well, I just thought it might be fun. I don't really know anyone else here, do I? So…wanna come?"

"No." He replied automatically. It came from years denying women, and he immediately wished he hadn't sounded so harsh and blunt. "I mean, no, thank you."

Her cheeks turned a deeper shade of pink. "Oh…okay."

"I'd really like to." He added quickly. "I just…havent unpacked yet." He nodded at his untouched suitcase.

She sudden looked relieved, and smiled again. "Yeah, I probably should unpack, too. Maybe later?"

He nodded, eager for a chance to redeem himself. "Yes. Definitely."

She beamed, turning to go. "See you around." And she was gone.

Butler stared after her, utterly shocked. "See you." He said to the empty hallway. Then he turned and walked back into his room, wondering what had just happened, and realizing that he may have just agreed to his first date in over fifteen years.

A/N: Yay! Finished! Sorry it took so long. I'm trying to make sure every chapter for this fic is at least five pages. This one is, so ha! Please review! I'll try to update really soon. Love you all!