6helterskelter6
Cadet
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.
* * * * * *
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.”
* * * * * *
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.
* * * * * *
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.”
* * * * * *
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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Chapter Fifteen
“Julian?” he heard her call from the living room. “Where are you?”
“I’m in the study.”
“Can you come to the living room? Weiss wants to talk to you.”
“I’ll be right there” he printed off the information about Arvin Sloane and prepared himself for the inevitable. Sydney was going to be hurting, and he didn’t want it to happen, but she needed to know.
“Weiss, come on! I was not that drunk.”
“Sydney you were totally hitting on me! But I couldn’t do anything, because it would have hurt Vaughn.”
“Oh so it wouldn’t hurt me, the morning after, but all you cared about was Vaughn? I’m hurt Weiss. I’m hurt” she pouted.
“Oh Sydney, you know how I love you.”
Sark walked into the room with the papers in his hands and the moment Sydney saw his face, she knew something serious was about to happen. “Does Weiss know what’s going on, Syd?” he asked her.
“Basically.”
“I found something else. You’re not going to like it.”
“I don’t like anything that causes you to have that serious look. So who’s betrayed me now?”
Weiss looked at her shocked. “Syd, not everyone you care about is betraying you.”
She looked at him and shook her head. She pinched his cheeks and spoke to him in a baby voice “you are so clueless aren’t you?”
“Syd,” Sark spoke up again. “The Covenant hired a new man for the hit on you.”
“Julian!” she pleaded “Please just tell me who it is.”
“Arvin Sloane.”
Sydney paled and stopped breathing. Weiss froze. “What?!” he screamed. “I’m working for that man!”
“How are you working for him?” Sydney asked, “I thought he would be in CIA custody! Not your boss!”
“You know how I ‘resigned’ from the CIA?” Sydney nodded, Sark had no idea that he had resigned, “Well, I was asked to join a black-ops unit in the CIA. Like a real SD-6. But I didn’t know when I signed on who my boss was. Imagine my surprise when I see Arvin Sloane in the briefing room, and not in handcuffs.”
Sydney was frozen. Sark walked up to her and held her hand. “Why does this keep happening?! Don’t people understand who he is? What he does? Why do they continue to put their trust in him?!”
“Sydney,” Sark pulled her into his arms, Weiss looked a little shocked when he saw this, “I’m sure that they will stop him.”
“Weiss, I’m going to stop him. Julian, Simon and I will stop him. I’m going to make him pay for ruining my life time and again.”
“Simon? Who’s Simon?” Weiss asked.
“Simon Walker. He’s alive. We’re working with him to bring the Covenant down.”
“Woah, this is news to me. I had no idea that he was still alive. I mean, I heard him die over the coms!”
“Well it’s not hard to fake someone’s death Weiss. They’ve faked mine, and Julian’s.”
“And Allie’s” Sark added, receiving a cold glare from both Sydney and Weiss.
“Julian, please don’t bring her up right now.”
“Sorry, love” he looked down at the ground.
“Syd, you’ve got him so whipped” Weiss said happily, Sydney laughed and Sark looked like he could kill him in an instant.
“Julian, we have to put a stop to this. Weiss, would you be able to help us out with this?” he nodded “We’ll need you to update us on Sloane’s location. Whether or not he’s in the country. Just don’t talk to anyone about this. Vaughn is the only person who can know. Do not under any circumstances involve my father or Nadia. She’ll be heartbroken, and my father could be in on it. He’s unpredictable.”
“Of course Syd.”
“Ok, so you call us every night, or email us. Just it has to be through a secure server. Give us all the information you can. We need to take him down. For all the people that he’s hurt.”
“Syd” Julian spoke, “We’ll get him for what he’s done to you. I understand that you need to bring him down.”
She smiled at him, “He took too much away from me. He took my life, Danny’s, Francie’s… then he took two years of my life. And now he’s trying to kill me. Plus, he put your life in danger. Now he’s tricked the CIA into letting him work for them. I can’t stand him! He needs to be brought down.”
“We’ll do that Syd” Weiss spoke up.
“Thanks you guys. You don’t know how much this means to me. You’re doing so much.”
“He’s taken something from all of us.”
They went to the kitchen and talked about their plans to bring him down while making lunch.
* * * * * *
“Weiss, I remember earlier that you wanted to talk to Julian about something… If you’d like, I can leave you two alone for a bit, so you can talk.” Sydney offered.
“Ok.” Weiss said.
“I’ll be on the balcony” Sydney said standing up from the table. She went over to Sark and kissed him softly, then headed out to the balcony.
“So Mr Weiss, what is it you’d like to talk about?”
“First off, it’s Eric, or Weiss. You’re dating my best friend in the world, so you can call me by my name.”
“Eric then, what would you like to talk about?”
“Sydney. She’s been through a lot Sark, I want to be sure that this isn’t just some fling. I want to make sure that you won’t play around with her and break her heart.”
“I have no intention of doing so. And if I’m calling you by your first name, Eric, you should call me Julian. But if you’re more comfortable with Sark, then by all means, continue.”
“Julian, I don't know if you’re aware, but Sydney’s birthday is on Friday. I don’t even know if she remembers. But I think that we should plan something for her. Something special.”
“What do you think we should do?”
“Well, I was thinking about a double date. My girlfriend is flying into Paris on Thursday for a business meeting and she’s been wanting to meet Sydney. Do you think we could do something like that?”
“Of course! I think that would be perfect. I know Sydney loves dancing. Do you think we should take the girls for a night in Paris, dinner and dancing in one of the clubs?”
“Jennifer loves dancing! We haven’t been yet. Oh, what would the dress code be?”
“Formal. Sydney loves dressing up. She proved that to me the other night” Sark blushed.
“Is the infamous, stone-cold Mr Sark blushing?! I think he is!”
Sark coughed. “Well, I can make the arrangements tonight. Would you be able to get a hold of a tux by then?”
“Yeah, sure.”
“Alright then. I’ll go get Sydney. And Weiss, don’t let this slip.”
He pretended to zip his lips shut. Sark walked to the balcony where Sydney was bathing in the sun with her eyes closed and a sun hat guarding her face from the sunlight.
“Syd?”
She looked at him and stood. Giving him a once-over, feeling his body with her hands, “Syd, what are you doing?”
She smiled at him “I’m checking for wounds. I just want to make sure that you aren’t dead.”
He laughed, “I can assure you that neither Eric nor I am injured.”
“You called him Eric!”
“Yes, love” he kissed her forehead. “How about we go back inside. Eric is probably wanting to tell you something.”
“Weiss, what do you want to tell me?”
“Huh?” he looked at her confused. “Oh right! Well, Jennifer is flying into Paris in two days, so you can meet her.”
She looked at him, “Jennifer?”
“My girlfriend!”
“Oh the girl you told me about on the phone! You never mentioned her name Weiss.”
“Well, I’m sorry about that, but we were kind of talking about something else at the time.”
“So why don’t you tell me about her?” Sydney asked. Sark stood and whispered in her ear that he was going to work in the study, she kissed him softly and he left the room.
“She’s perfect Syd. She’s got brown hair, deep chocolate brown eyes, she’s tall and beautiful. We’ve been dating since a couple of weeks after you left, so we’re going on three months. And well, I’m so in love with her. I’m going to tell her when she’s here because, Hello?! Paris?! The city of love… Actually our three month anniversary is on Friday! That’s so perfect!”
“Weiss, I love you! You’re such a romantic” she kissed his forehead.
“Well, I need to go into Paris tomorrow with Sar-Julian, so I can rent a tux. I’m going to surprise Jen with dinner for our anniversary. I can’t believe I’ve been with her for a quarter of a year!”
“You’re so cute. I’ll talk to Julian about that in a minute. I just want to tell you something” she paused, “I’m leaving the CIA. I’m leaving New York and I’m going to be living here for a while.”
“Well this is a shock.”
“I can’t exactly take down Sloane when I’m working for the same company, now can I?’
“I guess not. But Syd, have you really thought this through?”
“Yeah. And I’ve talked to Julian about it, he’s fine with me staying with him.”
“If you’re sure, and he’s ok with it, then I can’t argue. Plus, you’ll be living in France, outside Paris! How exciting is that?!”
“Very” she smiled.
“Well, I’ll go un pack now, if you don’t mind. I kind of feel like taking a little nap. I’m a little jet-lagged.”
“Go ahead!”
* * * * * *
“Julian” Sydney knocked on his study door “can I come in?” she asked.
“Of course Sydney” he replied.
“Weiss was wondering if he could take you into Paris tomorrow so he could rent a tux. It’s his three month anniversary with his girlfriend on Friday, so he wants to look all fancy-like” she said smiling.
“Of course. But only if you’ll come with us. I’ll try on tuxes too, and you can watch both of your boys look fancy. And if you come, I’ll buy you a fancy dress.”
“How could I say no to that? You in a tux and a new dress? There’s no other answer” she kissed him softly and sat on his lap. “You really don’t mind me being here do you?”
“Of course not. I don’t want you to ever think that you have to leave. You’re always welcome here.”
They sat like that for a while. Sark didn’t know how long it was until he realized that an hour had passed and Sydney was asleep in his arms, her head on his shoulder.
He picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, and Weiss was just leaving his. He saw the sleeping Sydney in Sark’s arms and was silent. He opened the door for him and Sark nodded his thanks to him. As Sark laid Sydney down on the bed, Weiss watched from the doorway. His only thoughts while watching this action were she’s so peaceful and beautiful and, he’s totally in love with her.
He watched him kiss her forehead and whisper something that he couldn’t hear into her ear and tucked her under the covers carefully. It was odd to see someone who was so ruthless and violent be so caring and soft.
Sark turned and saw Weiss watching him and they left the room quietly, closing the door behind them.
When they got to the living room, Sark looked at the clock and noticed the time. It was 8:30. Where did the day go? He wondered. “Eric, we should eat something for dinner. I expect Sydney is out for the night.”
“Yeah sure. What do you have?”
“I’m not sure. I don’t really cook that much. Sydney has been doing that, but I’m sure there’s something.” They opened the fridge and found some pasta, ham and various cheeses and vegetables. “See? There’s food.”
They just ate what they felt like. Grabbing little things from the fridge when they wanted. An hour later they were talking to each other about their girlfriends over tequila. They were both a little drunk. “Don’t kill me Eric, but…” Sark paused when Weiss burst out into laughter.
“HA! When you say ‘Eric’” he imitated Sark, “it’s so… just so… BRITISH!” and they both fell into another fit of giggles.
“Well, don’t kill me, but I’m SO in love with Sydney. I’d do anything for her.”
“I know” he laughed, “I love her too. Just not that way. I saw how you feel when you put her in the bed today. You are SO hooked.”
“Well, you’re the same way!” Weiss looked at him surprised, “not with Sydney” he stumbled “Sydney, of course. You’re that way when you talk about Jennifer. You are going to marry her. I can just tell.”
“Did you know that I'm psychic?”
“No, I didn’t!”
“Well I am!”
“That's good to know. I’ll be sure to ask you to read Sydney’s mind in the morning. But for now, I’m going to go and join her in bed.”
“I’ll see you tomorrow!” And they both stumbled off to their different beds.
Sark let his clothes fall to the floor and got into bed next to Sydney and pulled her sloppily into his arms. Thankfully she did not wake, and he soon fell asleep.
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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.
* * * * * *
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.”
* * * * * *
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.
* * * * * *
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.”
* * * * * *
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.
* * * * * *
Chapter Fifteen
“Julian?” he heard her call from the living room. “Where are you?”
“I’m in the study.”
“Can you come to the living room? Weiss wants to talk to you.”
“I’ll be right there” he printed off the information about Arvin Sloane and prepared himself for the inevitable. Sydney was going to be hurting, and he didn’t want it to happen, but she needed to know.
“Weiss, come on! I was not that drunk.”
“Sydney you were totally hitting on me! But I couldn’t do anything, because it would have hurt Vaughn.”
“Oh so it wouldn’t hurt me, the morning after, but all you cared about was Vaughn? I’m hurt Weiss. I’m hurt” she pouted.
“Oh Sydney, you know how I love you.”
Sark walked into the room with the papers in his hands and the moment Sydney saw his face, she knew something serious was about to happen. “Does Weiss know what’s going on, Syd?” he asked her.
“Basically.”
“I found something else. You’re not going to like it.”
“I don’t like anything that causes you to have that serious look. So who’s betrayed me now?”
Weiss looked at her shocked. “Syd, not everyone you care about is betraying you.”
She looked at him and shook her head. She pinched his cheeks and spoke to him in a baby voice “you are so clueless aren’t you?”
“Syd,” Sark spoke up again. “The Covenant hired a new man for the hit on you.”
“Julian!” she pleaded “Please just tell me who it is.”
“Arvin Sloane.”
Sydney paled and stopped breathing. Weiss froze. “What?!” he screamed. “I’m working for that man!”
“How are you working for him?” Sydney asked, “I thought he would be in CIA custody! Not your boss!”
“You know how I ‘resigned’ from the CIA?” Sydney nodded, Sark had no idea that he had resigned, “Well, I was asked to join a black-ops unit in the CIA. Like a real SD-6. But I didn’t know when I signed on who my boss was. Imagine my surprise when I see Arvin Sloane in the briefing room, and not in handcuffs.”
Sydney was frozen. Sark walked up to her and held her hand. “Why does this keep happening?! Don’t people understand who he is? What he does? Why do they continue to put their trust in him?!”
“Sydney,” Sark pulled her into his arms, Weiss looked a little shocked when he saw this, “I’m sure that they will stop him.”
“Weiss, I’m going to stop him. Julian, Simon and I will stop him. I’m going to make him pay for ruining my life time and again.”
“Simon? Who’s Simon?” Weiss asked.
“Simon Walker. He’s alive. We’re working with him to bring the Covenant down.”
“Woah, this is news to me. I had no idea that he was still alive. I mean, I heard him die over the coms!”
“Well it’s not hard to fake someone’s death Weiss. They’ve faked mine, and Julian’s.”
“And Allie’s” Sark added, receiving a cold glare from both Sydney and Weiss.
“Julian, please don’t bring her up right now.”
“Sorry, love” he looked down at the ground.
“Syd, you’ve got him so whipped” Weiss said happily, Sydney laughed and Sark looked like he could kill him in an instant.
“Julian, we have to put a stop to this. Weiss, would you be able to help us out with this?” he nodded “We’ll need you to update us on Sloane’s location. Whether or not he’s in the country. Just don’t talk to anyone about this. Vaughn is the only person who can know. Do not under any circumstances involve my father or Nadia. She’ll be heartbroken, and my father could be in on it. He’s unpredictable.”
“Of course Syd.”
“Ok, so you call us every night, or email us. Just it has to be through a secure server. Give us all the information you can. We need to take him down. For all the people that he’s hurt.”
“Syd” Julian spoke, “We’ll get him for what he’s done to you. I understand that you need to bring him down.”
She smiled at him, “He took too much away from me. He took my life, Danny’s, Francie’s… then he took two years of my life. And now he’s trying to kill me. Plus, he put your life in danger. Now he’s tricked the CIA into letting him work for them. I can’t stand him! He needs to be brought down.”
“We’ll do that Syd” Weiss spoke up.
“Thanks you guys. You don’t know how much this means to me. You’re doing so much.”
“He’s taken something from all of us.”
They went to the kitchen and talked about their plans to bring him down while making lunch.
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“Weiss, I remember earlier that you wanted to talk to Julian about something… If you’d like, I can leave you two alone for a bit, so you can talk.” Sydney offered.
“Ok.” Weiss said.
“I’ll be on the balcony” Sydney said standing up from the table. She went over to Sark and kissed him softly, then headed out to the balcony.
“So Mr Weiss, what is it you’d like to talk about?”
“First off, it’s Eric, or Weiss. You’re dating my best friend in the world, so you can call me by my name.”
“Eric then, what would you like to talk about?”
“Sydney. She’s been through a lot Sark, I want to be sure that this isn’t just some fling. I want to make sure that you won’t play around with her and break her heart.”
“I have no intention of doing so. And if I’m calling you by your first name, Eric, you should call me Julian. But if you’re more comfortable with Sark, then by all means, continue.”
“Julian, I don't know if you’re aware, but Sydney’s birthday is on Friday. I don’t even know if she remembers. But I think that we should plan something for her. Something special.”
“What do you think we should do?”
“Well, I was thinking about a double date. My girlfriend is flying into Paris on Thursday for a business meeting and she’s been wanting to meet Sydney. Do you think we could do something like that?”
“Of course! I think that would be perfect. I know Sydney loves dancing. Do you think we should take the girls for a night in Paris, dinner and dancing in one of the clubs?”
“Jennifer loves dancing! We haven’t been yet. Oh, what would the dress code be?”
“Formal. Sydney loves dressing up. She proved that to me the other night” Sark blushed.
“Is the infamous, stone-cold Mr Sark blushing?! I think he is!”
Sark coughed. “Well, I can make the arrangements tonight. Would you be able to get a hold of a tux by then?”
“Yeah, sure.”
“Alright then. I’ll go get Sydney. And Weiss, don’t let this slip.”
He pretended to zip his lips shut. Sark walked to the balcony where Sydney was bathing in the sun with her eyes closed and a sun hat guarding her face from the sunlight.
“Syd?”
She looked at him and stood. Giving him a once-over, feeling his body with her hands, “Syd, what are you doing?”
She smiled at him “I’m checking for wounds. I just want to make sure that you aren’t dead.”
He laughed, “I can assure you that neither Eric nor I am injured.”
“You called him Eric!”
“Yes, love” he kissed her forehead. “How about we go back inside. Eric is probably wanting to tell you something.”
“Weiss, what do you want to tell me?”
“Huh?” he looked at her confused. “Oh right! Well, Jennifer is flying into Paris in two days, so you can meet her.”
She looked at him, “Jennifer?”
“My girlfriend!”
“Oh the girl you told me about on the phone! You never mentioned her name Weiss.”
“Well, I’m sorry about that, but we were kind of talking about something else at the time.”
“So why don’t you tell me about her?” Sydney asked. Sark stood and whispered in her ear that he was going to work in the study, she kissed him softly and he left the room.
“She’s perfect Syd. She’s got brown hair, deep chocolate brown eyes, she’s tall and beautiful. We’ve been dating since a couple of weeks after you left, so we’re going on three months. And well, I’m so in love with her. I’m going to tell her when she’s here because, Hello?! Paris?! The city of love… Actually our three month anniversary is on Friday! That’s so perfect!”
“Weiss, I love you! You’re such a romantic” she kissed his forehead.
“Well, I need to go into Paris tomorrow with Sar-Julian, so I can rent a tux. I’m going to surprise Jen with dinner for our anniversary. I can’t believe I’ve been with her for a quarter of a year!”
“You’re so cute. I’ll talk to Julian about that in a minute. I just want to tell you something” she paused, “I’m leaving the CIA. I’m leaving New York and I’m going to be living here for a while.”
“Well this is a shock.”
“I can’t exactly take down Sloane when I’m working for the same company, now can I?’
“I guess not. But Syd, have you really thought this through?”
“Yeah. And I’ve talked to Julian about it, he’s fine with me staying with him.”
“If you’re sure, and he’s ok with it, then I can’t argue. Plus, you’ll be living in France, outside Paris! How exciting is that?!”
“Very” she smiled.
“Well, I’ll go un pack now, if you don’t mind. I kind of feel like taking a little nap. I’m a little jet-lagged.”
“Go ahead!”
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“Julian” Sydney knocked on his study door “can I come in?” she asked.
“Of course Sydney” he replied.
“Weiss was wondering if he could take you into Paris tomorrow so he could rent a tux. It’s his three month anniversary with his girlfriend on Friday, so he wants to look all fancy-like” she said smiling.
“Of course. But only if you’ll come with us. I’ll try on tuxes too, and you can watch both of your boys look fancy. And if you come, I’ll buy you a fancy dress.”
“How could I say no to that? You in a tux and a new dress? There’s no other answer” she kissed him softly and sat on his lap. “You really don’t mind me being here do you?”
“Of course not. I don’t want you to ever think that you have to leave. You’re always welcome here.”
They sat like that for a while. Sark didn’t know how long it was until he realized that an hour had passed and Sydney was asleep in his arms, her head on his shoulder.
He picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, and Weiss was just leaving his. He saw the sleeping Sydney in Sark’s arms and was silent. He opened the door for him and Sark nodded his thanks to him. As Sark laid Sydney down on the bed, Weiss watched from the doorway. His only thoughts while watching this action were she’s so peaceful and beautiful and, he’s totally in love with her.
He watched him kiss her forehead and whisper something that he couldn’t hear into her ear and tucked her under the covers carefully. It was odd to see someone who was so ruthless and violent be so caring and soft.
Sark turned and saw Weiss watching him and they left the room quietly, closing the door behind them.
When they got to the living room, Sark looked at the clock and noticed the time. It was 8:30. Where did the day go? He wondered. “Eric, we should eat something for dinner. I expect Sydney is out for the night.”
“Yeah sure. What do you have?”
“I’m not sure. I don’t really cook that much. Sydney has been doing that, but I’m sure there’s something.” They opened the fridge and found some pasta, ham and various cheeses and vegetables. “See? There’s food.”
They just ate what they felt like. Grabbing little things from the fridge when they wanted. An hour later they were talking to each other about their girlfriends over tequila. They were both a little drunk. “Don’t kill me Eric, but…” Sark paused when Weiss burst out into laughter.
“HA! When you say ‘Eric’” he imitated Sark, “it’s so… just so… BRITISH!” and they both fell into another fit of giggles.
“Well, don’t kill me, but I’m SO in love with Sydney. I’d do anything for her.”
“I know” he laughed, “I love her too. Just not that way. I saw how you feel when you put her in the bed today. You are SO hooked.”
“Well, you’re the same way!” Weiss looked at him surprised, “not with Sydney” he stumbled “Sydney, of course. You’re that way when you talk about Jennifer. You are going to marry her. I can just tell.”
“Did you know that I'm psychic?”
“No, I didn’t!”
“Well I am!”
“That's good to know. I’ll be sure to ask you to read Sydney’s mind in the morning. But for now, I’m going to go and join her in bed.”
“I’ll see you tomorrow!” And they both stumbled off to their different beds.
Sark let his clothes fall to the floor and got into bed next to Sydney and pulled her sloppily into his arms. Thankfully she did not wake, and he soon fell asleep.
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