Misshelle X3
Cadet
Hey, this is my first fan fic and I hope you all like it. Also, thanks in advance for reading it.
Title: For You I Will
Genre: Sark and and his love
Summary: Sark has fallen in love, but will all go smoothly or will there be plenty of road bumps along the way such as finding out whose sister she is and other things.
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Chapter 1 (Coming Home)
She looked up from the laptop as he walked through the door. Once she saw him she went right back to playing solitaire on her laptop.
“Hello, love. Why are you still up?”
“I’m still up because I have been waiting for you. You should have been home hours ago.” She got up and picked up the plate of cold pasta on the table. “Do you still want your dinner?”
“No, I ate on the plane”
She went and dumped the pasta in the garbage and then went to the sink to clean the plate, but she was interrupted as he came behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. He rested his head on her shoulder and whispered into her ear. “I love you”
A smile appeared on her face, “I love you too Julian.”
Oh, how he loved every little thing about her. Her beautiful blue eyes and her long brown hair that had slight blonde streaks. He loved the way she walked and talked and the way she acted. She was kind and polite, but not too nice, she wouldn’t take any felgercarb and she was still strong. She used to work at the same agency as him, so she knew his work and he didn’t have to hide anything from her. He remembered the first day her met her.
He was walking through the agency with a cup of coffee in one hand and papers in the other hand. He walked, read, and sipped and she was doing the same exact thing. Sipping her coffee that was in one hand and reading her papers in the other hand. As they were both sipping and reading they collided into each other. Sark managed to keep his coffee from spilling but she wasn’t able too. All her coffee spilled all over her and muttered. “Son of b*tch.” She bent down and began to gather her papers and Sark bent down and began to help her. She got up and he handed her papers to her and she snapped at him “next time look where you’re going.”
That whole day at work he thought of her and the way she snapped at him. He loved the way she snapped at him. He went by her desk and gave her an apology. “I’m truly sorry for bumping into you today. If you would like, I’ll pay for your dry cleaning.”
“I believe I owe you an apology, it was partially my fault for bumping into you and kind of yelling at you. Is there any way I can make it up to you.”
“Well you can make it up to me by having dinner with me tonight and telling me with your name.”
“I’ll be delighted to have dinner with you and the name is Michelle Matijasevich.”
Sark found a piece of paper and scribbled down the name of the restaurant and gave it to her. “See you at seven.”
He gently kissed the side of her neck.
“Julian, why did it take so long?”
He turned her around at the waist and answered her question, “I ran into some complications. You know the work and the job.”
“Yes, and I also know the work and the job is dangerous, I used to do the same job.”
He gently put his hand on the side of her face and leaned in and kissed on her on the lips. He looked down and noticed the bruise on her wrist. “Michelle, what happened to you?”
“Nothing, I just banged my wrist on the table.” She moved out of his grip and went back to the laptop on the table. She knew she didn’t bang her wrist on the table and she knew that he would figure out. But how would she tell him about what happened. How would he understand?
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TBC
(I know its short but I promise there will be more)
Title: For You I Will
Genre: Sark and and his love
Summary: Sark has fallen in love, but will all go smoothly or will there be plenty of road bumps along the way such as finding out whose sister she is and other things.
_______________________________________
Chapter 1 (Coming Home)
She looked up from the laptop as he walked through the door. Once she saw him she went right back to playing solitaire on her laptop.
“Hello, love. Why are you still up?”
“I’m still up because I have been waiting for you. You should have been home hours ago.” She got up and picked up the plate of cold pasta on the table. “Do you still want your dinner?”
“No, I ate on the plane”
She went and dumped the pasta in the garbage and then went to the sink to clean the plate, but she was interrupted as he came behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. He rested his head on her shoulder and whispered into her ear. “I love you”
A smile appeared on her face, “I love you too Julian.”
Oh, how he loved every little thing about her. Her beautiful blue eyes and her long brown hair that had slight blonde streaks. He loved the way she walked and talked and the way she acted. She was kind and polite, but not too nice, she wouldn’t take any felgercarb and she was still strong. She used to work at the same agency as him, so she knew his work and he didn’t have to hide anything from her. He remembered the first day her met her.
He was walking through the agency with a cup of coffee in one hand and papers in the other hand. He walked, read, and sipped and she was doing the same exact thing. Sipping her coffee that was in one hand and reading her papers in the other hand. As they were both sipping and reading they collided into each other. Sark managed to keep his coffee from spilling but she wasn’t able too. All her coffee spilled all over her and muttered. “Son of b*tch.” She bent down and began to gather her papers and Sark bent down and began to help her. She got up and he handed her papers to her and she snapped at him “next time look where you’re going.”
That whole day at work he thought of her and the way she snapped at him. He loved the way she snapped at him. He went by her desk and gave her an apology. “I’m truly sorry for bumping into you today. If you would like, I’ll pay for your dry cleaning.”
“I believe I owe you an apology, it was partially my fault for bumping into you and kind of yelling at you. Is there any way I can make it up to you.”
“Well you can make it up to me by having dinner with me tonight and telling me with your name.”
“I’ll be delighted to have dinner with you and the name is Michelle Matijasevich.”
Sark found a piece of paper and scribbled down the name of the restaurant and gave it to her. “See you at seven.”
He gently kissed the side of her neck.
“Julian, why did it take so long?”
He turned her around at the waist and answered her question, “I ran into some complications. You know the work and the job.”
“Yes, and I also know the work and the job is dangerous, I used to do the same job.”
He gently put his hand on the side of her face and leaned in and kissed on her on the lips. He looked down and noticed the bruise on her wrist. “Michelle, what happened to you?”
“Nothing, I just banged my wrist on the table.” She moved out of his grip and went back to the laptop on the table. She knew she didn’t bang her wrist on the table and she knew that he would figure out. But how would she tell him about what happened. How would he understand?
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TBC
(I know its short but I promise there will be more)