Disclaimer: blah, blah, blah, Alias is not mine, no one reads this, you secretly want to buy me things, lalala. Haha j/p. Except about Alias not being mine.

A/N: Yes, this is another update. Yes, it is the 2nd one today.

Chapter 13- A Separate Piece

---Weiss's POV---

I moved to rub my eyes open with my hands when I felt the cold metal against them. Glancing behind me I spotted my wrists handcuffed to a metal chair only a few feet away from Sydney.

"Sydney, Sydney!" I whispered in an urgent tone hoping to catch her attention.

---Chrystal's POV---

I tried to catch my breath while I blended in as best as I could in the crowd. I was sure they were still onto me, and I had to contact Julian and figure out what was going on. Until then there was only one thing that could calm me down. I glanced behind me and headed down a street and into a store. Buying a short, silky red shirt I slipped it on over my tight black shirt. Glancing back at the items I purchased a jeans skirt and changed out of my black pants. I let my hair down and walked out of the street. Once I was sure that I was alone I scurried over to a phone booth and dialed a number. After hearing a dial tone I hung up and awaited the arrival of a Red Acura. When it appeared I hopped into the back and was transported onto another street. Hopping out, while running my hand through my hair, I put on my best smile for the man in front of me.

"Hey Ken." I greeted him.

"I knew you'd be back." was all he said to me.

---Vaughn's POV---

"We can't sit here and do nothing!" I yelled at Jack.

"Do you have any ideas, because if you do please share them. We should start by sending this information out to Dixon." Jack spoke calmly.

"Let me get him on the phone." I replied.

---Sark's POV---

I glanced out the window of the plane willing it to land faster. If they got Kamal then Chrystal'll be on the move. The problem is where she might be moving to. Please don't be stupid. Please don't be stupid.

I opened up my mail box to see if any new information on either Sydney or Chrystal had arisen, but to no avail. Opening up Advanced Minesweeper I began critiquing the game. It didn't matter what I was doing, so long as I could take my mind off the current situation. Sighing, I glanced at my watch. 2 more hours.

---Sydney's POV---

Paul walked into the room with a cryptic smile on his face.

"You never can tell about the things that are most familiar to you. That Python that you've owned for 3 years, the scorpion that you practically grew up with; it's the things you trust that are the most dangerous. They're dangerous because you are unaware and defenseless against something, or one, that you trust." All the while his smile grew.

I remained silent and stared at the ceiling.

"And thus, when a fellow agent attacks, you are left a wounded soldier before even crossing enemy lines." he stared at me before glancing at Weiss. Back and forth he continued until I struggled against the straps to glance at Weiss but he evaded my gaze.

"Weiss?" I whispered, my voice breaking, but he continued to look away. "Weiss….Eric?"

---Dixon's POV---

"Thank you, I appreciate you calling. Alright, I'll look into it. Take care. Thanks again. Bye" I hung up the phone and stared into the eyes of the FBI Agent.

He had heard the whole conversation on the earpiece he was wearing.

"I'll report this to my superiors. Simply because an ex-boyfriend, excuse me, fiancé calls in and claims that Sydney's not a threat to society, does not make it a legitimate claim." He stared into my eyes before leaving the room.

---Paul's POV---

My smile had turned into a genuine one. "And what could be better than supplying your employer with a contact who had more power than any of your little friends who could attempt to set you free? So I'm going to ask you a question once. Or rather tell you. Come. Work. For me."

"That's interesting because now that you put it like that how could I say no?" I smiled. "Like this. No."

"I don't think you're understanding what I'm offering you." he began again.

"A chance to betray everyone I care about and get life in prison… I think I pretty much summed it up." I retorted.

"No I think you're missing the most important fact. You don't come work for me, and there will be enough separate pieces of your little friend Marshall to share for his whole family. I think I'll send the head to his wife and child. What do you think?"

A/N: Not only do I have some computer problems but my birthday is coming up. So any update, right now, is a miracle.