Title: All Messed Up

Disclaimer: I don't own Alias it owns to all those big guys and the song used is All Messed Up by Sum 41! I have nothing to do with either things…

Chapter Two .:Meetings and Zombies:.

'Cause I'm all messed up

Making perfect nonsense

Drowning in my doubt

'Cause I'm all messed up

Going nowhere fast but circles in my mind

So blind

Who are these voices in my head

I can't go on like this

Living like the dead

I haven't slept so long

Feeling sad I dread

I'm talking to myself

Forgot what I just said

Sark got out of his fancy convertible sports car and walked up the oath to Sydney's front door. Ringing the doorbell he held his breath. 'All well be fine. She won't kill you. She knew I would do something tonight. Just breathe.'

The front door flew open and he was greeted by a dark girl. "Hello…" he knew she was checking him out.

"Hello, I am Julian Sark. I am a business associate of Ms Bristow…and she does live here doesn't she?"

"Yes…" the woman opened the door wider and motioned for him to come inside. "Sydney! Someone is here to see you!" the girl called out. A door opened to one of the rooms and revealed a Ms Sydney Bristow wearing jeans and a tank top. Her eyes showed little surprise.

'Oh Sydney, you look beautiful in just jeans and a t-shirt'

"Mr Sark." Her voice was devoid of any emotion.

"Sydney." He lowered his head a little.

"This is Francie. Francie this is Sark. He's a guy from work."

"Business associate" Sark smirked as he corrected him.

"So what are you doing here?"

"Didn't you get my message today?" knowing perfectly well she knew what he was talking about he waited for her response.

"That message? I ignored it" 'Lair' she told herself.

"Are you two together?" Francie asked looking for their reaction.

"NO!" they both responded turning red. 'She knows something I don't know…maybe I could torture it out of her…'

'Francie…what are you doing? I can't believe her sometimes!'

"Sydney," Sark turned his attention back to her. "I feel as though I need to apologise about what I said earlier today."

"Oh really? Why would that be?" Sydney rolled her eyes though Francie didn't move.
"For starters, for not telling you anything useful Sloane could use. I know that puts both of us in a situation. Secondly, for comparing you to your mother." Sydney actually laughed.

"I thought you liked it when someone compared you to your mum" Francie commented.

'Not from cold blooded killers' "Sometimes I do"

"Sydney, how about I take you out for dinner and explain everything to you?" Sydney considered it before nodding her head in the affirmative.

"I'm going to take a shower and get changed" she headed towards what Sark could only assume as the bathroom.

"So do they work you as hard as they work Syd?" Francie asked.

"Yes I presume they do. Though I do have a little more freedom since I am only an associate not an employee."

"So you don't work for them?"

"Lour companies made an agreement to have me work with them on a few pressing issues that we are both working on."

"Oh" her face fell for a moment. "Do you travel as much as Sydney?"

"What do you mean by that?" 'So her friends really are that clueless…all the better!...'

"She travels everywhere. Last month is was Tokyo, London, Russia, Germany…there are too many places to count"

"Did she tell you about Kashmir?"

"Kashmir as well? She is so overworked. I keep telling her to quit her job but she won't. Says what she does is important…I don't see how banking is that important."

'That's because it isn't and I suppose shutting down SD-6 is important to Sydney.' "What we do isn't just a job it's a career. When you take on these jobs you don't get many chances to quit."

"You are talking about banking right?"

"Yes"

"Wow…Sydney just doesn't need the added stress."

"I thought she could take it. She's strong."
"I know she is but her life was never easy and it doesn't seem to get any easier for her."

"No it doesn't."

Francie was quiet for a moment before saying "I don't know what she was going on about but you understand her completely." It was barely audible but Sark cold hear it using his super-spy hearing.

"She's mentioned me before?" 'I can't believe it! She mentioned…wait I can't be getting to her that much... Why?...Why would she mention me?...why?...unless she….it can't be. I must be imagining it.'

The door to the bathroom soon opened and Sydney appeared dressed in a light summer dress with some nice heels. She grabbed her bag from the couch and looked over to Sark. She turned back to the couch for a moment and fished around for something that resembled a lot like a gun. Francie didn't see her slip it into her bag or in fact see the gun. 'You are so good' "Are you ready now?" Sark asked. Sydney smiled and replied in the affirmative.

"Bye Francie"

"It was nice to meet you" They both left leaving Francie alone for the evening. Sark opened the passenger door for Sydney and she got in. Sark sat in his seat and looked over to the apartment. Francie was desperately trying to see what they were doing as she peeked out the window. "You may have to giver her some pointers on spying." Sydney laughed.

"I have. She didn't know you had to wait when you are tailing someone." Sarks jaw dropped slightly.

"When were you following someone with her?"

"She was suspicious of her boyfriend cheating."

"And was he?"

"Yes" Sydney replied grimly looking at the carpet on the floor of the nice car. "But I didn't find that out till after they were engaged. On a mission I ran into them and told him he tad to tell her the truth otherwise I would. He didn't so I did."

"Am I seeing a trend here?"

"What?"

"Ex-fiancés"

"Shut up" Sydney playfully punched his arm then he started the ignition and drove off.

They arrived at a nice seaside restaurant. It had a cool breeze to meet the heatwaves they were experiencing and best of all it was fairly secluded.

Mwhahahaha…I'm leaving the chapter there but next one will be extra good…I promise and I know this was a little weird but feel free to tell me what you though of it…you know what that mean don't you? REIEW! Lmao…ok…as interesting as this is I have to help out with dinner now…so till next time…