Disclaimer-I don't own alias or any of the characters, but I own my new one!
A/n-First fanfic, be nice…I know that someone else wrote something like this before, but I swear I had mine written out before I saw that one! Mine's different, and I hope it gets good reviews (hint hint)
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She breezed through the airport terminal. She had done it many times before, this time was no different. While hailing her cab, doubts about what she as doing began to dance through her mind. She had given up a lot in New York to come here, and do what she was doing. But when he had contacted her and told her what had happened, she knew exactly what she had to do. That boy was so frustrating sometimes I made her want to scream. But that had a close relationship, with a lot of history. Besides, he was the 'family' she was willing to acknowledge, and she didn't want to give that up. Also since graduating from the academy, she had found herself just floating. College was a bore, she knew everything already, all she needed was the degree. The cab dropped her off at the building, and she managed to lie her way in. Glancing nervously over her shoulder, she reached into the worn canvas bag on her shoulder and took out her tools. She knew exactly how to get the code to enter, and how to elude the cameras. At least her mother had seen it fit enough to teach her that much.
Once in , she had hoped to look like she belonged. Wearing what she was wearing, she knew it was impossible. Worn jeans, black T-shirt, white sweatshirt. Her headphones hung around her neck her bag was bulging. At least she was wearing earrings and her hair was relatively clean. Taking a deep breath, she tried to ignore the obvious stares and gawks off the men and women in the office. Screw them. When she was done, they were going to be working for her.
Pausing briefly before the closed glass door, she saw the back of his head peeking over the top of the chair. It had been a long time since she had seen him, several years in fact. Without really knowing what she was doing, she opened the door and let herself in making enough noise so that she wouldn't have to say his name. Of course he turned around, and even though she wouldn't admit it, the shocked look on his face pleased her. Almost silently, he mumbled into the phone and hung up.
"Hi Daddy." She said quietly with a nervous smile and an uncertain wave.
"Theresa." Sloane said. "What brings you to Los Angles?"
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I know it's short…please review! I don't want to post more chapters if no one reads this!