Title: I just want you to know who I am
Disclaimer: I don't own. Never will.
Summery: Some surprising revelations cause Sydney to look at Sark in a new light.
A/N: I just wanted to thank everyone for all your great reviews. I took a little more time on this chapter because I wanted it to be just right. I hope you like it. Enjoy.
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"What did you just say?"
"Oh come on, Sydney. You couldn't possibly have though that I'd never find out, could you?"
Sydney was dumbfounded. How could Sark know that she was a double agent? How long had he known? Had he told anyone else? And if he did know, than why wasn't she dead by now.
"Uh.how, how long have you known?"
Sark sat up and leaned back against the train. "Do you remember our first encounter?"
"Vaguely."
"Well, after you tried to infiltrate my meeting with KGB, I made it my personal mission to find out everything that I could about you. At first I didn't find out much. Just small things. How long you've worked for SD-6. When they recruited you. Then I hacked in to some of their case files and found out what an extraordinary agent you really were."
Sydney blushed a little at the compliment, but not enough for Sark to notice. He continued.
"Your record spoke for itself. It was outstanding. Not only in your physical capability, but also in your intelligence. You were quick- thinking. Smart. Too smart to have been working for SD-6 for almost a decade and not know the truth. So, I did a little more digging and found out the truth."
Sydney sat up, trying to take this all in. "Who else knows?" She finally asked. She knew that Sark had her right where he wanted her. He had damaging information on her, that if leaked, could mean not only the end of her career, but the end of her life.
"No one." Sark answered.
"You didn't tell anyone? Why?"
"What good would it do me to tell anybody? Besides, I respect what you're doing."
"What do you mean you respect what I'm doing? Sark, the only time you respect anything is when it somehow helps to benefit you."
"Who said that this wasn't?"
Sydney was confused. "How is me being a double agent helping you?"
Sark remained quiet, realizing he may have just given away too much information. He thought about his response and finally answered her.
"Let's just say that everyday you go to work you help me get a little bit closer to accomplishing my goal."
Now Sydney was really confused. She looked at him curiously. She mulled the thought over and over again in her head, but was coming up with nothing.
"How is me working to take down SD-6 helping you accomplish your goal?"
Sark averted his eyes, not wanting to reveal anything else.
But Sydney wasn't letting go. "I mean, you're working with SD-6 now, right?" She quickly turned to look at him. "Or are you?"
Sark turned to meet her gaze.
"You pretended that you wanted to help SD-6 just so you could infiltrate it, and what? Take over? Steal the artifacts that we have? Destroy it? What?"
Before Sark could answer the watch that he was wearing beeped, letting them now that the train was now passing Florei.
"This is our stop." He said, standing up and grabbing his bag. He helped Sydney to her feet and opened the door of the car. Sydney moved over to the door and waited for Sark's signal to jump. Her mind was reeling. Why was Sark pretending to help SD-6? What did he want? Hopefully she would get some of the answers she was looking for when they reached the hotel. Sark counted to three.and they jumped.
A/N: Short.I know. But I will have the next chapter out, hopefully some time Friday night. Please review.
Disclaimer: I don't own. Never will.
Summery: Some surprising revelations cause Sydney to look at Sark in a new light.
A/N: I just wanted to thank everyone for all your great reviews. I took a little more time on this chapter because I wanted it to be just right. I hope you like it. Enjoy.
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"What did you just say?"
"Oh come on, Sydney. You couldn't possibly have though that I'd never find out, could you?"
Sydney was dumbfounded. How could Sark know that she was a double agent? How long had he known? Had he told anyone else? And if he did know, than why wasn't she dead by now.
"Uh.how, how long have you known?"
Sark sat up and leaned back against the train. "Do you remember our first encounter?"
"Vaguely."
"Well, after you tried to infiltrate my meeting with KGB, I made it my personal mission to find out everything that I could about you. At first I didn't find out much. Just small things. How long you've worked for SD-6. When they recruited you. Then I hacked in to some of their case files and found out what an extraordinary agent you really were."
Sydney blushed a little at the compliment, but not enough for Sark to notice. He continued.
"Your record spoke for itself. It was outstanding. Not only in your physical capability, but also in your intelligence. You were quick- thinking. Smart. Too smart to have been working for SD-6 for almost a decade and not know the truth. So, I did a little more digging and found out the truth."
Sydney sat up, trying to take this all in. "Who else knows?" She finally asked. She knew that Sark had her right where he wanted her. He had damaging information on her, that if leaked, could mean not only the end of her career, but the end of her life.
"No one." Sark answered.
"You didn't tell anyone? Why?"
"What good would it do me to tell anybody? Besides, I respect what you're doing."
"What do you mean you respect what I'm doing? Sark, the only time you respect anything is when it somehow helps to benefit you."
"Who said that this wasn't?"
Sydney was confused. "How is me being a double agent helping you?"
Sark remained quiet, realizing he may have just given away too much information. He thought about his response and finally answered her.
"Let's just say that everyday you go to work you help me get a little bit closer to accomplishing my goal."
Now Sydney was really confused. She looked at him curiously. She mulled the thought over and over again in her head, but was coming up with nothing.
"How is me working to take down SD-6 helping you accomplish your goal?"
Sark averted his eyes, not wanting to reveal anything else.
But Sydney wasn't letting go. "I mean, you're working with SD-6 now, right?" She quickly turned to look at him. "Or are you?"
Sark turned to meet her gaze.
"You pretended that you wanted to help SD-6 just so you could infiltrate it, and what? Take over? Steal the artifacts that we have? Destroy it? What?"
Before Sark could answer the watch that he was wearing beeped, letting them now that the train was now passing Florei.
"This is our stop." He said, standing up and grabbing his bag. He helped Sydney to her feet and opened the door of the car. Sydney moved over to the door and waited for Sark's signal to jump. Her mind was reeling. Why was Sark pretending to help SD-6? What did he want? Hopefully she would get some of the answers she was looking for when they reached the hotel. Sark counted to three.and they jumped.
A/N: Short.I know. But I will have the next chapter out, hopefully some time Friday night. Please review.