Disclaimer-I do not own Alias or anything associated with Alias, except for
this story.
A/N-I must admit, I'm a little nervous about attempting an Alias story. The technical CIA, double agent stuff worries me. Therefore, I apologize in advance if the gizmos and gadgets are improbable or just plain stupid.
When Apologies Aren't Enough
Prologue
Sydney placed a soft kiss on his lips. "I'm sorry." She whispered to his sleeping form as she got out of bed. Quickly, she gathered her discarded clothes and tugged them on. Reaching the door, she glanced at him one last time, with a sad smile gracing her features. With the door shut firmly behind her, she let a single tear make its way down her cheek. Her hands tightened around her purse until her knuckles turned white and she forced her feet to walk away.
Chapter 1
Sydney Bristow sat in Langley's office and forced herself to sit up straight and remain in control. "I want out." She repeated, her voice firm despite the slight quivering feeling in her stomach.
The older man frowned. "You can't just leave the CIA." He leaned back in his chair and frowned.
"I understand that, but there has to be a way. I am not going to remain in the CIA or SD-6. My life is no longer my own and I'm ready to take it back. If you want to keep your government secrets a secret, you will find a way to let me out. I'm not asking for protection or money or anything from you, just my freedom." She knew threatening the United State's government could be dangerous, but she was willing to try anything.
Gazing at her, he couldn't help but feel sorry for her. She was so young, but so much older than her actual age. Her short life had already put her through so much. When he looked at her, he could see why Vaughn bent over backwards and broke every rule to help her. A loud sigh escaped his lips as he made up his mind. "I'll see what I can do."
Her grateful smile was all the thanks he needed, but she spoke the words anyway. "Thank-you so much. I owe you for giving me a second chance at a normal life."
"It won't be normal." He informed her. "It will require a new identity and absolutely no contact with anyone from your old life."
Sydney gave a brisk nod. "That's what I want." At his raised eyebrows, she offered a vague explanation. "It's not just the CIA that I want to leave behind, it's my whole life."
Rising, he extended his hand, which she took. "Thank-you." She repeated.
"You're welcome, Agent Bristow. Good luck on your new life."
With a quick smile, she exited his office and closed the door on that chapter of her life."
About 1 Year Later
Sydney smiled as the man approached her. Before she could utter a greeting, she was in his arms. It still amazed her that she had someone in her life as wonderful as him. A year ago, she would have deemed it impossible. A frown crossed her face, but she pushed all thoughts of her old to the back her mind. "Ready to go, Mia?" His hand reached out and brushed her long blonde hair out of her face.
"Yeah, just let me grab my purse." Turning back towards her desk, she picked up her purse and shoved the papers in her desk. "I'll grade them tomorrow." She explained. After talking to her father before leaving Los Angeles, Sydney had decided to finish school and become a teacher. Middle school seemed challenging and exciting all at the same time. She hadn't realized how hard finding a job would be, because she had never had to before.
"Are we going or are you going to stare off into space all night?"
His voice brought her out of thoughts. That was twice in the last five minutes she had caught herself thinking about that fast. "We're going, Kevin." She swung her purse over her shoulder and allowed him to lad her out the door and to his car.
Once they were both in the vehicle, she turned to him. "Where are you taking me?"
"You'll see." His smile was secretive.
Sydney's eyes filled with tears as Kevin opened the black velvet box to reveal a small diamond engagement ring. "Mia Michaels, I love you so much. I want you in my life from now until forever. Will you marry me?"
She opened her mouth, but no sound came out. Her thought became jumbled. Did she love him? Did she want to marry him and spend the rest of her life with him? Was he the one? Abruptly, she stood, almost knocking the chair over in the process. "I." His hopeful eyes caused her to trail off. She could see his pleading look. "I can't." Her voice was soft, barely audible, but he had heard those two painful words. Without waiting for his reaction, she fled the restaurant. A few blocks away, she slumped onto a bench and took her heels off, rubbing her sore feet.
She knew she loved Kevin, but she wasn't sure if it was enough to accept his proposal. He didn't even know her. Not the real her. The woman he knew was Mia Michaels, sixth grade teacher. Sydney Bristow, double agent for the CIA was someone he had never met. She had changed everything, from her name to her appearance to her personality in an attempt to erase her old life. Glancing up through tear filled eyes, she saw someone approaching on foot. Not wanting to explain herself to Kevin, she slipped into the bushes behind the bench and watched him pass. His expression was one of worry and hurt, and she held her breath as he passed.
Once he was gone, she stepped slowly out of her hiding spot. Running a hand through her tangled her hair; she pulled a few leaves out of the blonde strands. A dangerous idea popped into her head and she grabbed her shoes and headed for her small apartment.
Sydney dialed the familiar number, but slammed the receiver down when she heard it ring. Nervously, she brought her hands together in front her and stared at the telephone. When it rang shrilly, she jumped about a foot in the air. Fighting for composure, she answered it slowly.
"Hello?" Her voice was soft and cautious.
I"Hello." The familiar voice came to her across the line, "May I ask who this is?"/I
A/N-I must admit, I'm a little nervous about attempting an Alias story. The technical CIA, double agent stuff worries me. Therefore, I apologize in advance if the gizmos and gadgets are improbable or just plain stupid.
When Apologies Aren't Enough
Prologue
Sydney placed a soft kiss on his lips. "I'm sorry." She whispered to his sleeping form as she got out of bed. Quickly, she gathered her discarded clothes and tugged them on. Reaching the door, she glanced at him one last time, with a sad smile gracing her features. With the door shut firmly behind her, she let a single tear make its way down her cheek. Her hands tightened around her purse until her knuckles turned white and she forced her feet to walk away.
Chapter 1
Sydney Bristow sat in Langley's office and forced herself to sit up straight and remain in control. "I want out." She repeated, her voice firm despite the slight quivering feeling in her stomach.
The older man frowned. "You can't just leave the CIA." He leaned back in his chair and frowned.
"I understand that, but there has to be a way. I am not going to remain in the CIA or SD-6. My life is no longer my own and I'm ready to take it back. If you want to keep your government secrets a secret, you will find a way to let me out. I'm not asking for protection or money or anything from you, just my freedom." She knew threatening the United State's government could be dangerous, but she was willing to try anything.
Gazing at her, he couldn't help but feel sorry for her. She was so young, but so much older than her actual age. Her short life had already put her through so much. When he looked at her, he could see why Vaughn bent over backwards and broke every rule to help her. A loud sigh escaped his lips as he made up his mind. "I'll see what I can do."
Her grateful smile was all the thanks he needed, but she spoke the words anyway. "Thank-you so much. I owe you for giving me a second chance at a normal life."
"It won't be normal." He informed her. "It will require a new identity and absolutely no contact with anyone from your old life."
Sydney gave a brisk nod. "That's what I want." At his raised eyebrows, she offered a vague explanation. "It's not just the CIA that I want to leave behind, it's my whole life."
Rising, he extended his hand, which she took. "Thank-you." She repeated.
"You're welcome, Agent Bristow. Good luck on your new life."
With a quick smile, she exited his office and closed the door on that chapter of her life."
About 1 Year Later
Sydney smiled as the man approached her. Before she could utter a greeting, she was in his arms. It still amazed her that she had someone in her life as wonderful as him. A year ago, she would have deemed it impossible. A frown crossed her face, but she pushed all thoughts of her old to the back her mind. "Ready to go, Mia?" His hand reached out and brushed her long blonde hair out of her face.
"Yeah, just let me grab my purse." Turning back towards her desk, she picked up her purse and shoved the papers in her desk. "I'll grade them tomorrow." She explained. After talking to her father before leaving Los Angeles, Sydney had decided to finish school and become a teacher. Middle school seemed challenging and exciting all at the same time. She hadn't realized how hard finding a job would be, because she had never had to before.
"Are we going or are you going to stare off into space all night?"
His voice brought her out of thoughts. That was twice in the last five minutes she had caught herself thinking about that fast. "We're going, Kevin." She swung her purse over her shoulder and allowed him to lad her out the door and to his car.
Once they were both in the vehicle, she turned to him. "Where are you taking me?"
"You'll see." His smile was secretive.
Sydney's eyes filled with tears as Kevin opened the black velvet box to reveal a small diamond engagement ring. "Mia Michaels, I love you so much. I want you in my life from now until forever. Will you marry me?"
She opened her mouth, but no sound came out. Her thought became jumbled. Did she love him? Did she want to marry him and spend the rest of her life with him? Was he the one? Abruptly, she stood, almost knocking the chair over in the process. "I." His hopeful eyes caused her to trail off. She could see his pleading look. "I can't." Her voice was soft, barely audible, but he had heard those two painful words. Without waiting for his reaction, she fled the restaurant. A few blocks away, she slumped onto a bench and took her heels off, rubbing her sore feet.
She knew she loved Kevin, but she wasn't sure if it was enough to accept his proposal. He didn't even know her. Not the real her. The woman he knew was Mia Michaels, sixth grade teacher. Sydney Bristow, double agent for the CIA was someone he had never met. She had changed everything, from her name to her appearance to her personality in an attempt to erase her old life. Glancing up through tear filled eyes, she saw someone approaching on foot. Not wanting to explain herself to Kevin, she slipped into the bushes behind the bench and watched him pass. His expression was one of worry and hurt, and she held her breath as he passed.
Once he was gone, she stepped slowly out of her hiding spot. Running a hand through her tangled her hair; she pulled a few leaves out of the blonde strands. A dangerous idea popped into her head and she grabbed her shoes and headed for her small apartment.
Sydney dialed the familiar number, but slammed the receiver down when she heard it ring. Nervously, she brought her hands together in front her and stared at the telephone. When it rang shrilly, she jumped about a foot in the air. Fighting for composure, she answered it slowly.
"Hello?" Her voice was soft and cautious.
I"Hello." The familiar voice came to her across the line, "May I ask who this is?"/I