Title: Rude Awakening
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't claim anything of Alias... Though I would Like to claim David Anders yummie, but anyways... For Non-Profit stuff... You know the routine... JJ Abrams is the Genius not me...
Spoilers: Of Course... Taken after "Closings"
Pairings: Sarkney
Summary: After getting Leonid Lisenker a top Covenant official, Sydney must get the one person who will stop her, from getting her revenge on the Covenant. Julian Sark.
Authors Notes: Well hope you liked the first part... I'm enjoying making this one... There is more of a plot to this one, than my other one... Very Pleased. Reviews are appreaciated! I do apologize for my horrid spelling. So if you can excuse it as much as possible. I'm using dictionary.com for all help i can do, but sometimes its typos too so... :) Enjoy
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Sydney paused, frozen, as she watched Sark and the gun he had in his hand. She sighed, knowing she couldn't just sneak her way out of it just like she did everything else. He was smarter than most assasins. Probably because his work with her mother. Irina Derevko. For more reasons than that they were connected. They were extremely alike, no matter what she said.
He walked towards her and took the necklace from her, and smashed it onto the floor. He then stepped on it. He then slowly took off her earings, and did the same. "Don't want Agents Weiss or Vaughn listening in... Just not my style." He grinned, as he walked backwards.
"How did you know?" She asked, bluntly.
"Working in this job, in this area of work you have to suspect most things. And then my previous work with you... and Marshall Finkman. It becomes quite noticable." He grinned. "I would even say we were equal. Well you and I have a common link. Irina. And we are the best in our job... I screw up your work and you just fuck up mine." He snarlled.
"Well then I guess I'm doing my job right... now tell me how many good operations has the Covenant had since I was back?" She snicked.
"None, but my escape Miss Bristow." He grinned. "And I do believe that was under your watch." He then went and took her 8mm gun from her hands. "Now I must say adue, due to Agent Weiss and Vaughn probably already on the 25th floor at the moment... I'll be in contact." He grinned as he walked towards the window, and opened it up slowly. Then jumped out onto the stairwell. He then slammed it shut, making it unable for it to be opened again. She then ran to the window, and tried to open it, but it didn't work. She then kicked the wall.
The door broke open with a large blast, she turned around and saw it was Vaughn and Weiss with other men, which she chose to just call face-less men, as she never got to know them all, as they would always change and vary between each mission. "Syd you okay?" Vaughn asked. Vaughn and Weiss tried to act as princes running to the damzel in distress, but she got sick of it all the time, but humoured them as she didn't care.
"Fine... Just tell me when you guys find out something..." She growled, then walked out the room. She watched the people dance, as she made it down the last step of stairs. This one was directly lead into the ball room. Everything was so extravagant, and beautiful. She watched the innocent, ignorant, and unaware people dance.
She envied them.
She kept walking down the staircase untill someone took her wrist. She was pulled onto the floor, and another hand went for her waist. She paused and looked up with a confusing face. It was Sark. She then had a flash of anger across her face. She went for her 8mm but remembered he took it from her. She snarled as she tried to get away.
"Miss Bristow, I'd advise you to stay... seeing as I have some important information for you." He grinned. Pulling him back to her, and closer this time.
"From you? I don't think I need to hear it." She scoffed.
"But Miss Bristow this is of most importance, just listen to what I have to say... Spin." He told her, spinning her around. Those who would look upon the two, would see them as a perfect young couple. In sync with ever step. Perfectly in rythm. Vaughn and Weiss watched Sydney dance with this faceless person. They could never get a good look at his face.
"Fine what is it Sark?" She said calming herself down.
"Do not go anywhere near my shipment Miss Bristow," He paused, as his icy blue eyes met her chocolate brown ones. "This shipment is not to be even dangled with by your types... If you go near it, I will kill you..." He paused. "Or Agent Vaughn... Maybe even your father." He snickered.
"You can't kill me... As you said we are almost like equals." She said as a fact.
"But almost doesn't mean we are... See I play dirty... I can get a Hitman on you... you couldn't possibly hide yourself forever," He grinned. "So you stay away from my ship, I'll stay away from you... Besides... I like having an equal, it makes the game exciting... wouldn't you think---Sydney." He grinned, leaning into her. He then placed his lips on hers. Sydney freezing up, she accepted the kiss, and gave a small one back before she figured out what she was doing. She went to pull away but he kept her to his lips. He then pulled away. He grinned as she watched him walk away. Vaughn and Weiss made their way to Sydney.
"Who was that?" Vaughn said, as he tried to hide the hideous jealousy in him, but it was clearly seen. She looked at him, a puzzled look came to her face.
"Why would you care?" She said quizically. She then shook her head, "It was no one," She said sincerly, and turned to Weiss. "So anything?" She asked
"Well at the 12th Peir on the outskirts of the city, is his boat. It takes off at 1am..." He replied.
"Well I'm going to change, and get a plan ready... Pick me up before you leave for the boat." She said, then without hearing their responses, she just left.
"Why was she so bitchy?" Vaughn said looking at Weiss.
"She does have a point Mike... Why would you care if she were to kiss a guy---You're Married." He said softly, almost regretably.
"I can care about friends can't I?" Vaughn said a bit furious at Weiss.
"You can't care about her that way anymore Vaughn... She's not yours." He said and then slowly left.
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Sydney layed in her small 2 star hotel room. She was already into her gear for the raid in 2 hours. She sighed, as she rolled over onto the pillow. She was getting lost into her thoughts, as she usualy did. She always had questions. She never had any of the answers. It bothered her so much. No one ever had answers. Why the hell was she supposed to be the Prophecy! Why couldn't it have been some other person. No, Some very old man has to make up a prophecy and ruin her life about it. But there was still the option of choice, and she chose that so many times. But each time it just ended up coming back to the Rambaldi artifacts. She then paused, and looked at her watch. It was time to be picked up by them.
She made her way down, and found the black van. Vaughn helped her up. He then sat across from her. "Okay heres what we're going to do... Weiss, Johnston, Mathews, Christon, and Vaughn are with me... Rickerson, you take the rest... Now we'll go on the right side and make our way towards the opening, well the passenger opening. You make your way the other side, and go into the cargo. Now shoot at will." SHe then paused as she was handed her weapons, a rifle, a silencer, and 4 8mm's. "Stay on com all time." She then jumped out of the van as it stopped. "Go Go GO!" She commanded.
She then went onto the right, and lead her team through the many peirs, to the 12th. She paused and hid behind a stack of empty boxes. She looked around then spotted Sark. Dressed as sharply as ever. He held a radio in his hand, and recieved something. Unfortunatly she couldn't hear it. SHe then looked around, and noticed the box, that held Fragile on it. She thought it to be to easy. But maybe it would just work. Sark and her were alike, so maybe he was trying to trick her. She shrugged, there are to many maybe's in this job. She then took out her silencer, and aimed it at the wires holding the crate. It was only a metre off ground so if it were to drop she suspected it wouldn't break. She pulled the trigger, then watched it fall. Sark's expression changed drastically as he walked over to it.
"What happened?" He asked, furious with the ethic of the workers.
"I don't know sir... The wires just came apart." The instructor said stepping out of the operation booth. Sark looked at the wires and then shot a glance around the place.
"Miss Bristow... I told you not to come here!" He yelled out to the air. "Why didn't you heed my warning..." He grinned, as he lifted his gun. Sydney signaled for her team to spread out. "Don't you care about those who may get hurt?" He paused. "I told you... If you came I will have to do something... I just can't tolerate this anymore... One of them have to go..." He snickered. "Now which one of the people so close to your heart should die?" He then paused, looking around, trying to find something that would give her hiding spot away. "Your Father... Or maybe Agent Weiss... Or even Agent Micheal Vaughn." He smirked. His hideous and devious smirk. "I think it should be the closest to you... Poor Agent Micheal Vaughn... It will be so beautiful to see your reaction... I mean the one man you've loved... Or maybe have you forgot about Danny?"
Sydney's eyes flared. Danny. No one would ever talk about him like that. No one, she wouldn't tolerate it. She slowly made her way around the boxes, and passed Weiss, then stood up. She didn't even see Vaughn beside her. "You bastard will never talk about Danny that way!" She said. She then did a jump over the boxes, and started to walk towards Sark. She had two of her 8mm's up right now pointed at him.
"I've hit a soft spot have I?" He grinned. "Just like I did with out dance... Your lips are so soft and lucious... If only I could have another taste." He said taunting her now, he wanted her to do something rash.
"Sark!" She cried, as she threw the guns to the side, and then kicked the gun out of his hand. She then stood in combat form. He acknowledged this, and stood in the exact same position.
"Irina taught me just as well... She watched you and your father you know, and trained me exactly the same." He grinned, as he blocked a punch to the jaw from her. He then snickered as he threw a punch to her stomach. She stepped back a few feet, then kicked him in the leg, and threw a punch towards his chin. He easily dodged the kick, but the punch towards his chin, made him spit out blood. He then went at her, with a knife, and pinned her against him. Making her unable to get away. She gave out a scream, but nothing happened. He then grinned as he went into his ear. "Don't you want to see how Vaughn will die... in the exact same way that Danny did?" He smirked, as they saw Vaughn stand up from his place and start to shoot. He ducked from the fire, and dragged Sydney into the Boat with him.
Vaughn jumped over the boxes, and so did the rest of her team. They ran into the boat after her. And split up in the process. Weiss was the first to see Sark. He then started to chase after him, only to get delayed by a pair of walking brutes. Vaughn then spotted Sark and Sydney. He darted down the hall to see Sark pinning Sydney up against a wall.
"How should I kill him? Shot through the head?" Sark grinned. Sydney looked over at Vaughn.
"Vaughn If you don't run away I'll kill you!" She cried. "RUN MICHEAL!" She yelled at him. She looked at Sark. His grin was as big as ever. She then saw Vaughn iffy on running. She looked back at Sark, and raised her hand and titled his head into her. She then kissed him. Her kiss a brusing dark one. Vaughn paused, overly jealous, then ran. She then kneed him in the stomach, and ran. Sark grinned, and let her go.
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"You said it was no one!" Vaughn yelled. It was the plane ride back, and everyone stayed back away from Vaughn and Sydney. No one dared get in between their fight.
"Vaughn! Why should It concern you?!" She yelled back. "He warned me not to go, thats all! I didn't think it nessisary... what were you going to do if I told you? Play Knight in Shining Armour! You're not that anymore! You were once... but Now that I've been back its sickening me that you keep on trying to be it... You're married to Lauren Damnit!" She cried. Tears streamed down her face.
"I could've shot him, instead you chose to kiss him!"
"Vaughn! Damnit! I did it to save your life! If I had he would've killed you! Even though I hate your repulsive guts right now... I do have feelings for you... But now... only as a fellow collegue! Damnit Micheal, I'm not your girl anymore... and its hurting me and confusing me when you tell me these things or get jealous over me?!" She yelled.
"What just because you're back I'm suposed to be all the same or different what the hell Sydney! I thought you were dead! Damnit what do you want me to say?" He yelled.
"Nothing---" She paused her voice coming back to level. "Because I don't want anyone to say anything anymore... I'm saying it. Stop treating me with your useless pity, with your sincerity... Treat me, like you want to! Its killing me that You're all trying to comfort me when I need the truth!" She yelled. Vaughn paused and slowly left her. Feeling cold. She sat down, and sighed heavily.
What did she just do?
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't claim anything of Alias... Though I would Like to claim David Anders yummie, but anyways... For Non-Profit stuff... You know the routine... JJ Abrams is the Genius not me...
Spoilers: Of Course... Taken after "Closings"
Pairings: Sarkney
Summary: After getting Leonid Lisenker a top Covenant official, Sydney must get the one person who will stop her, from getting her revenge on the Covenant. Julian Sark.
Authors Notes: Well hope you liked the first part... I'm enjoying making this one... There is more of a plot to this one, than my other one... Very Pleased. Reviews are appreaciated! I do apologize for my horrid spelling. So if you can excuse it as much as possible. I'm using dictionary.com for all help i can do, but sometimes its typos too so... :) Enjoy
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Sydney paused, frozen, as she watched Sark and the gun he had in his hand. She sighed, knowing she couldn't just sneak her way out of it just like she did everything else. He was smarter than most assasins. Probably because his work with her mother. Irina Derevko. For more reasons than that they were connected. They were extremely alike, no matter what she said.
He walked towards her and took the necklace from her, and smashed it onto the floor. He then stepped on it. He then slowly took off her earings, and did the same. "Don't want Agents Weiss or Vaughn listening in... Just not my style." He grinned, as he walked backwards.
"How did you know?" She asked, bluntly.
"Working in this job, in this area of work you have to suspect most things. And then my previous work with you... and Marshall Finkman. It becomes quite noticable." He grinned. "I would even say we were equal. Well you and I have a common link. Irina. And we are the best in our job... I screw up your work and you just fuck up mine." He snarlled.
"Well then I guess I'm doing my job right... now tell me how many good operations has the Covenant had since I was back?" She snicked.
"None, but my escape Miss Bristow." He grinned. "And I do believe that was under your watch." He then went and took her 8mm gun from her hands. "Now I must say adue, due to Agent Weiss and Vaughn probably already on the 25th floor at the moment... I'll be in contact." He grinned as he walked towards the window, and opened it up slowly. Then jumped out onto the stairwell. He then slammed it shut, making it unable for it to be opened again. She then ran to the window, and tried to open it, but it didn't work. She then kicked the wall.
The door broke open with a large blast, she turned around and saw it was Vaughn and Weiss with other men, which she chose to just call face-less men, as she never got to know them all, as they would always change and vary between each mission. "Syd you okay?" Vaughn asked. Vaughn and Weiss tried to act as princes running to the damzel in distress, but she got sick of it all the time, but humoured them as she didn't care.
"Fine... Just tell me when you guys find out something..." She growled, then walked out the room. She watched the people dance, as she made it down the last step of stairs. This one was directly lead into the ball room. Everything was so extravagant, and beautiful. She watched the innocent, ignorant, and unaware people dance.
She envied them.
She kept walking down the staircase untill someone took her wrist. She was pulled onto the floor, and another hand went for her waist. She paused and looked up with a confusing face. It was Sark. She then had a flash of anger across her face. She went for her 8mm but remembered he took it from her. She snarled as she tried to get away.
"Miss Bristow, I'd advise you to stay... seeing as I have some important information for you." He grinned. Pulling him back to her, and closer this time.
"From you? I don't think I need to hear it." She scoffed.
"But Miss Bristow this is of most importance, just listen to what I have to say... Spin." He told her, spinning her around. Those who would look upon the two, would see them as a perfect young couple. In sync with ever step. Perfectly in rythm. Vaughn and Weiss watched Sydney dance with this faceless person. They could never get a good look at his face.
"Fine what is it Sark?" She said calming herself down.
"Do not go anywhere near my shipment Miss Bristow," He paused, as his icy blue eyes met her chocolate brown ones. "This shipment is not to be even dangled with by your types... If you go near it, I will kill you..." He paused. "Or Agent Vaughn... Maybe even your father." He snickered.
"You can't kill me... As you said we are almost like equals." She said as a fact.
"But almost doesn't mean we are... See I play dirty... I can get a Hitman on you... you couldn't possibly hide yourself forever," He grinned. "So you stay away from my ship, I'll stay away from you... Besides... I like having an equal, it makes the game exciting... wouldn't you think---Sydney." He grinned, leaning into her. He then placed his lips on hers. Sydney freezing up, she accepted the kiss, and gave a small one back before she figured out what she was doing. She went to pull away but he kept her to his lips. He then pulled away. He grinned as she watched him walk away. Vaughn and Weiss made their way to Sydney.
"Who was that?" Vaughn said, as he tried to hide the hideous jealousy in him, but it was clearly seen. She looked at him, a puzzled look came to her face.
"Why would you care?" She said quizically. She then shook her head, "It was no one," She said sincerly, and turned to Weiss. "So anything?" She asked
"Well at the 12th Peir on the outskirts of the city, is his boat. It takes off at 1am..." He replied.
"Well I'm going to change, and get a plan ready... Pick me up before you leave for the boat." She said, then without hearing their responses, she just left.
"Why was she so bitchy?" Vaughn said looking at Weiss.
"She does have a point Mike... Why would you care if she were to kiss a guy---You're Married." He said softly, almost regretably.
"I can care about friends can't I?" Vaughn said a bit furious at Weiss.
"You can't care about her that way anymore Vaughn... She's not yours." He said and then slowly left.
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Sydney layed in her small 2 star hotel room. She was already into her gear for the raid in 2 hours. She sighed, as she rolled over onto the pillow. She was getting lost into her thoughts, as she usualy did. She always had questions. She never had any of the answers. It bothered her so much. No one ever had answers. Why the hell was she supposed to be the Prophecy! Why couldn't it have been some other person. No, Some very old man has to make up a prophecy and ruin her life about it. But there was still the option of choice, and she chose that so many times. But each time it just ended up coming back to the Rambaldi artifacts. She then paused, and looked at her watch. It was time to be picked up by them.
She made her way down, and found the black van. Vaughn helped her up. He then sat across from her. "Okay heres what we're going to do... Weiss, Johnston, Mathews, Christon, and Vaughn are with me... Rickerson, you take the rest... Now we'll go on the right side and make our way towards the opening, well the passenger opening. You make your way the other side, and go into the cargo. Now shoot at will." SHe then paused as she was handed her weapons, a rifle, a silencer, and 4 8mm's. "Stay on com all time." She then jumped out of the van as it stopped. "Go Go GO!" She commanded.
She then went onto the right, and lead her team through the many peirs, to the 12th. She paused and hid behind a stack of empty boxes. She looked around then spotted Sark. Dressed as sharply as ever. He held a radio in his hand, and recieved something. Unfortunatly she couldn't hear it. SHe then looked around, and noticed the box, that held Fragile on it. She thought it to be to easy. But maybe it would just work. Sark and her were alike, so maybe he was trying to trick her. She shrugged, there are to many maybe's in this job. She then took out her silencer, and aimed it at the wires holding the crate. It was only a metre off ground so if it were to drop she suspected it wouldn't break. She pulled the trigger, then watched it fall. Sark's expression changed drastically as he walked over to it.
"What happened?" He asked, furious with the ethic of the workers.
"I don't know sir... The wires just came apart." The instructor said stepping out of the operation booth. Sark looked at the wires and then shot a glance around the place.
"Miss Bristow... I told you not to come here!" He yelled out to the air. "Why didn't you heed my warning..." He grinned, as he lifted his gun. Sydney signaled for her team to spread out. "Don't you care about those who may get hurt?" He paused. "I told you... If you came I will have to do something... I just can't tolerate this anymore... One of them have to go..." He snickered. "Now which one of the people so close to your heart should die?" He then paused, looking around, trying to find something that would give her hiding spot away. "Your Father... Or maybe Agent Weiss... Or even Agent Micheal Vaughn." He smirked. His hideous and devious smirk. "I think it should be the closest to you... Poor Agent Micheal Vaughn... It will be so beautiful to see your reaction... I mean the one man you've loved... Or maybe have you forgot about Danny?"
Sydney's eyes flared. Danny. No one would ever talk about him like that. No one, she wouldn't tolerate it. She slowly made her way around the boxes, and passed Weiss, then stood up. She didn't even see Vaughn beside her. "You bastard will never talk about Danny that way!" She said. She then did a jump over the boxes, and started to walk towards Sark. She had two of her 8mm's up right now pointed at him.
"I've hit a soft spot have I?" He grinned. "Just like I did with out dance... Your lips are so soft and lucious... If only I could have another taste." He said taunting her now, he wanted her to do something rash.
"Sark!" She cried, as she threw the guns to the side, and then kicked the gun out of his hand. She then stood in combat form. He acknowledged this, and stood in the exact same position.
"Irina taught me just as well... She watched you and your father you know, and trained me exactly the same." He grinned, as he blocked a punch to the jaw from her. He then snickered as he threw a punch to her stomach. She stepped back a few feet, then kicked him in the leg, and threw a punch towards his chin. He easily dodged the kick, but the punch towards his chin, made him spit out blood. He then went at her, with a knife, and pinned her against him. Making her unable to get away. She gave out a scream, but nothing happened. He then grinned as he went into his ear. "Don't you want to see how Vaughn will die... in the exact same way that Danny did?" He smirked, as they saw Vaughn stand up from his place and start to shoot. He ducked from the fire, and dragged Sydney into the Boat with him.
Vaughn jumped over the boxes, and so did the rest of her team. They ran into the boat after her. And split up in the process. Weiss was the first to see Sark. He then started to chase after him, only to get delayed by a pair of walking brutes. Vaughn then spotted Sark and Sydney. He darted down the hall to see Sark pinning Sydney up against a wall.
"How should I kill him? Shot through the head?" Sark grinned. Sydney looked over at Vaughn.
"Vaughn If you don't run away I'll kill you!" She cried. "RUN MICHEAL!" She yelled at him. She looked at Sark. His grin was as big as ever. She then saw Vaughn iffy on running. She looked back at Sark, and raised her hand and titled his head into her. She then kissed him. Her kiss a brusing dark one. Vaughn paused, overly jealous, then ran. She then kneed him in the stomach, and ran. Sark grinned, and let her go.
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"You said it was no one!" Vaughn yelled. It was the plane ride back, and everyone stayed back away from Vaughn and Sydney. No one dared get in between their fight.
"Vaughn! Why should It concern you?!" She yelled back. "He warned me not to go, thats all! I didn't think it nessisary... what were you going to do if I told you? Play Knight in Shining Armour! You're not that anymore! You were once... but Now that I've been back its sickening me that you keep on trying to be it... You're married to Lauren Damnit!" She cried. Tears streamed down her face.
"I could've shot him, instead you chose to kiss him!"
"Vaughn! Damnit! I did it to save your life! If I had he would've killed you! Even though I hate your repulsive guts right now... I do have feelings for you... But now... only as a fellow collegue! Damnit Micheal, I'm not your girl anymore... and its hurting me and confusing me when you tell me these things or get jealous over me?!" She yelled.
"What just because you're back I'm suposed to be all the same or different what the hell Sydney! I thought you were dead! Damnit what do you want me to say?" He yelled.
"Nothing---" She paused her voice coming back to level. "Because I don't want anyone to say anything anymore... I'm saying it. Stop treating me with your useless pity, with your sincerity... Treat me, like you want to! Its killing me that You're all trying to comfort me when I need the truth!" She yelled. Vaughn paused and slowly left her. Feeling cold. She sat down, and sighed heavily.
What did she just do?