Title: An Uncomfortable Moment
Summary: Sark and Sydney share an uncomfortable moment but otherwise it is business as usual at SD-6 and elsewhere in Sydney's life. Of course, there is never really a typical day in the life of a spy.
Disclaimer: Alias doesn't belong to me. It belongs to JJ and ABC and Bad Robot.
Pairing: Sydney/Sark
Type: Action/Romance
Time: Directly after Family adventure episode and before Marshall episode
Sydney is in her bathroom applying make-up to her many cuts and bruises as well as her face in front of the mirror.
The door opens quietly behind her as Will comes in sleepy-eyed in his boxers. He looks up a little startled.
"I thought you had "work."
Will says as his hands move to his sides after producing the image of air-quotes around the word "work."
Sydney chuckles slightly.
"What are you up so early for?"
"Francie's freaking out after having a vision of New Year's being an extremely lucrative time for the restaurant. I think she's gonig to call me any minute asking me to handcraft the confetti, oh wait, she's already done that." Will states right before he yawns.
He looks around and asks,
"Is it handcarfted or handholepunched? Which sounds better? Nevermind. I think this is just going to be a really long week."
Sydney looks at him in the mirror.
"I'm sorry I couldn't be more helpful right now, but I'm on my way into work."
Will is quiet for a moment and clearly contemplating something. His head tilts back as he begins to think about Sydney's day-to-day job. He first sees her in line for the water cooler behind Sark. Then his thoughts go to a picture of Jack passing Sark the money he just won on the football office pool.
He wakes from his reverie with a little shake of his head.
Sydney looks a little concerned. "Will, are you okay?"
"ummmm...yeah. I was just trying to picture Sark at work with you guys, I mean you and your dad, and I was trying to figure out how you don't try to kill him, like all the time," states Will.
Sydney knowingly smiles in agreement.
"I gotta go." She says this as she gives him a quick pat on the shoulder and passes him out the door.
She yells back to Will from the hallway, "I'll try to steal some hole-punchers."
Will is standing in front of the mirror still staring at his reflection. He begins to wonder aloud... "Did she mean regular hole-punchers or like some kind of deadly spy hole-punchers."
SD-6. Dixon is waiting for the coffeemaker behind Sark who takes the last bit of coffee and leaves. Sark looks at Dixon with a slight smirk on his face. Dixon scowls in response.
Summary: Sark and Sydney share an uncomfortable moment but otherwise it is business as usual at SD-6 and elsewhere in Sydney's life. Of course, there is never really a typical day in the life of a spy.
Disclaimer: Alias doesn't belong to me. It belongs to JJ and ABC and Bad Robot.
Pairing: Sydney/Sark
Type: Action/Romance
Time: Directly after Family adventure episode and before Marshall episode
Sydney is in her bathroom applying make-up to her many cuts and bruises as well as her face in front of the mirror.
The door opens quietly behind her as Will comes in sleepy-eyed in his boxers. He looks up a little startled.
"I thought you had "work."
Will says as his hands move to his sides after producing the image of air-quotes around the word "work."
Sydney chuckles slightly.
"What are you up so early for?"
"Francie's freaking out after having a vision of New Year's being an extremely lucrative time for the restaurant. I think she's gonig to call me any minute asking me to handcraft the confetti, oh wait, she's already done that." Will states right before he yawns.
He looks around and asks,
"Is it handcarfted or handholepunched? Which sounds better? Nevermind. I think this is just going to be a really long week."
Sydney looks at him in the mirror.
"I'm sorry I couldn't be more helpful right now, but I'm on my way into work."
Will is quiet for a moment and clearly contemplating something. His head tilts back as he begins to think about Sydney's day-to-day job. He first sees her in line for the water cooler behind Sark. Then his thoughts go to a picture of Jack passing Sark the money he just won on the football office pool.
He wakes from his reverie with a little shake of his head.
Sydney looks a little concerned. "Will, are you okay?"
"ummmm...yeah. I was just trying to picture Sark at work with you guys, I mean you and your dad, and I was trying to figure out how you don't try to kill him, like all the time," states Will.
Sydney knowingly smiles in agreement.
"I gotta go." She says this as she gives him a quick pat on the shoulder and passes him out the door.
She yells back to Will from the hallway, "I'll try to steal some hole-punchers."
Will is standing in front of the mirror still staring at his reflection. He begins to wonder aloud... "Did she mean regular hole-punchers or like some kind of deadly spy hole-punchers."
SD-6. Dixon is waiting for the coffeemaker behind Sark who takes the last bit of coffee and leaves. Sark looks at Dixon with a slight smirk on his face. Dixon scowls in response.