Lauren and Sark always on my mind. So here are two music videos called No Ordinary Love and Follow Me, a ficlet and some icons.
No Ordinary Love
I'm still learing how to make icons so...
As you can see these aren't good or anything but I was experimenting and here are the results.
I couldn't choose which ones to upload so here are most of them I've made.
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Yeah I know I still need to practice cause these aren't much to look at.
My little fan fiction
I like to think that Lauren is still alive and she is with Sark like in the mid-season 3.
Here’s a little fiction about these two (kinda lame ficlet, I know).
Written on the 2 of February 2005
PS. I apologize for my bad English.
On the cold days of February
Lauren’s phone rings. She answers. It’s Sark.
Sark: I’m going to Riga and Stockholm to bring Albert’s last papers. You know, for the puzzle box. Are you in?
Sark: Then meet me tomorrow at 8 p.m. in Old Town of Riga. There is a pub called Bresli near the Dome Church. See you there.
The next day.
It’s Sunday evening in Old Town of Riga. It is 8:04 p.m. Sark is sitting behind the counter table at the pub. A beautiful woman walks in. She wears a dark coat, dark jeans, high-heeled boots and black gloves. Her hair is put in a ponytail. It’s Lauren. She goes to Sark. The background music plays quietly…
Lauren to barmaid in Latvian: One beer, please.
She sits next to Sark.
Lauren: Hey. You wanted to talk to me about something.
She gets her beer.
Sark: Yes I did. Let’s take a table.
They sit down.
Sark: Can I count on you?
Lauren: Yes you can. You know that I want these papers as much as you do.
Sark: Then we have to do it tonight.
Sark: Yes. I arranged some things and everything is ready now.
Lauren takes a sip.
Sark: I can’t tell you here about everything. Let’s go somewhere else.
Lauren thinks a little bit.
Lauren: Why do you think you can trust me?
Sark: I have to trust you. I have no other choice. You know I need you to get Albert’s papers.
Lauren drinks another sip. She stands up and leaves. Sark follows her.
They are walking in Old Town.
Sark: I rented a car with everything we’ll need. I parked it in a parking lot near here. Let’s go there.
It’s started to snow meanwhile. Lauren stops, then Sark.
Sark: This way.
Lauren slaps him in the face. But Sark kisses her. At first Lauren doesn’t want it but then she kisses back.
Sark: I missed you too, love.
Lauren: You can’t do this.
Sark: What? This?
He tries to kiss her again but Lauren turns her head away.
Lauren: Three and a half months, Julian. I thought you are dead!
You are calling me after three and a half months…
Where the hell have you been?
[music| Snow Patrol - Somewhere a Clock is Ticking]