chapter eight

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(you can ignore Gibbs and Vance in this gif

a very long chapter I'm sure you were all looking forward to)

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"Your apartment is a lot different than what I remember," Nick comments as he looks around.

"Nick, you've never been in my apartment," Sienna calls out from the kitchen after running a vase underneath the faucet.

"I know. I know. But you always showed me pictures that took place in your apartment," Nick comments as he finds his way to the couch and sees her little junk food blowout all over the place and couldn't help but chuckle slightly.

He remembers back at FLETC before their curfew, he would stay over at her room and they would watch movies wrapped in blankets and gorged on junk food. Yes, they realized that it was a bad idea when they were slow when running a few miles in the morning. But did they regret it? No, they didn't. Nick was ecstatic to see that some things never change.

After setting her new bouquet of flowers on her counter, she finds him by the couch, peering at her unhealthy dinner. "Hey, don't go judging me," She says as she rushes over to her food items and sets it aside.

"I never judged you in the first place. I was... reminiscing," Nick replies before taking a seat on her couch.

"I'm surprised you know what that word means," Sienna teases him as she takes a seat on the 'L' part of the couch so she can see him. She also wraps a blanket around her that covers her crossed legs and arms.

"I'm not going to lie to you because I know you hate it and I want us to be friends again. But honestly, how do we start these discussions?" Nick questions and Sienna thinks hard. She had no clue how these things worked either because a lot of people that had lied to her in the past didn't want to fix the relationships. So she never had to deal with these conversations until now.

"I don't know either, Nick. But I'm pretty sure that you asking is making it more awkward than it already is," Sienna replies truthfully before taking another slice of pizza from the box. "You want one, Nick?"

"I'm actually okay right now, but thanks anyway." Nick rejects the offer. Sienna nods and takes a bite of the tip of the pizza.

Time has done some sort of damage to their friendship because the two sat in awkward silence that reeked of tension. It wasn't any longer until Sienna spoke up. "Maybe you can start off with your undercover assignment."

"Like which part?" Nick inquires. Sienna shrugs simply before saying, "I don't know. Wherever you deem acceptable. I'll just listen."

Nick sighed. "Well, my recent mission was to suss out any corruption within U.S.-sanctioned training. I had spent a year and a half in Argentina in the GEA. But I'm sure you heard that I went rogue," Sienna nods her head.

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