Title: A fine line
Author: Lilspy (sd-1) or LilsurferSango There's always a fine line between love and hate, no matter who you work for. The only variable, what happens when you lose control?
Disclaimer: I don't own Alias and never will. There, are you happy now?

Prologue

Sydney's POV
I snuck into the room, closing it silently behind me. Locking it quickly I turned to the objective at hand. I was supposed to hack into a program on the computer by placing a CD player look-alike on the tower. Walking towards the computer I got ready to commence this. I was wearing a red wig and a tight leather skirt with a fish net s on. I turned around when I heard someone clear their throat.
"Took you long enough Miss Bristow." a voice called near the computer.
I turned around to see Sark sitting in an office chair with his legs resting on the computer desk. Dressed in his usual suit, he flashed me his trademark smirk.
"I guess I underestimated you." he continued, standing up.
"What do you want Sark?" I asked him, taking a step back.
"You look good," he dodged the question.
"Sark," I warned him.
He walked up towards me, his expression blank. "you know what I want."
I searched my brain for what he was referring to.
"You really need to sharpen your spy skills. You, me, working together, ring a bell?" he asked.
Oh, I sighed mentally remembering the proposition he had made that day. "My answer is still no. I'd never work with someone I hate."
"Really?" he asked before grabbing me and kissing me. " because there's a fine line between love and hate." He began walking towards the door as I stood immobile attempting to register what had just happened.
"It's only a matter of time before we cross that line. Later Miss Bristow." he finished. With that he was gone.
I let out the breath I didn't even know I had been holding. Closing my eyes briefly I inhaled before opening them and exhaling. Hurrying towards the computer I set out to complete the mission.

---A few hours later---
I sat on my bed with one leg hanging over the bed. Tomorrow I was going to start on the second part of the mission and I still couldn't get my mind off him. Running a hand through my hair I groaned in frustration before collapsing backwards on the bed. Moment later I heard the bell ring as I tried to wish the person away. I gave up, getting up to open the door.
"Hello Sydney." an unexpected voice greeted.
"Hi Sark." I greeted automatically.
"Sark?" Weiss asked confused.

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