Disclaimer: Don't own em, never will.
A/N: MY first attempt at Alias fic.
Summery: Sydney POV, she thinks about her choices in life.
Rating G
MY OWN WORST ENEMY
No matter how many bad guys I fight, no matter how much they hurt me or I hurt them, they are not my worst enemy. They are the not the toughest fight I will have. That fight rests inside myself.
Part of me says I need to stop lying to my friends, the other part says I need to keep lying so they won't end up like Danny. I mean how long before Will really gets fed up about my work? How long before he barges into Credit Dauphine and depends Sloane give me a break? How long before Francie changes our phone number because of all the 'Joey's Pizza' calls? How much longer until my dad actually seems to care? How much longer can I contain these feelings I have for Vaughn? How much longer until I just go crazy from all this?
I can't keep this up. I'm going crazy. Part of me says I need to do this, work for SD-6 and the CIA. To make up for those years of working for the people I was trying to bring down. The other part says to stop this. Just stop. Not go on anymore trips. Try to lead a normal life for a change. Help Francie plan her wedding. Make Will happy and stop going to the bank. Be able to talk to my father without breaking up a security system for sixty seconds. Go to a hockey game with Vaughn. Go anywhere with him, anywhere but the train station, or the track. Somewhere we can talk and look at each other.
But I don't know which part of me I should listen to. I don't know what to do. And until I decide I am my own worst enemy.
My own worst enemy.
A/N: MY first attempt at Alias fic.
Summery: Sydney POV, she thinks about her choices in life.
Rating G
MY OWN WORST ENEMY
No matter how many bad guys I fight, no matter how much they hurt me or I hurt them, they are not my worst enemy. They are the not the toughest fight I will have. That fight rests inside myself.
Part of me says I need to stop lying to my friends, the other part says I need to keep lying so they won't end up like Danny. I mean how long before Will really gets fed up about my work? How long before he barges into Credit Dauphine and depends Sloane give me a break? How long before Francie changes our phone number because of all the 'Joey's Pizza' calls? How much longer until my dad actually seems to care? How much longer can I contain these feelings I have for Vaughn? How much longer until I just go crazy from all this?
I can't keep this up. I'm going crazy. Part of me says I need to do this, work for SD-6 and the CIA. To make up for those years of working for the people I was trying to bring down. The other part says to stop this. Just stop. Not go on anymore trips. Try to lead a normal life for a change. Help Francie plan her wedding. Make Will happy and stop going to the bank. Be able to talk to my father without breaking up a security system for sixty seconds. Go to a hockey game with Vaughn. Go anywhere with him, anywhere but the train station, or the track. Somewhere we can talk and look at each other.
But I don't know which part of me I should listen to. I don't know what to do. And until I decide I am my own worst enemy.
My own worst enemy.