Double Trouble
Disclaimer: I own nothing pertaining to the Alias show.
(Except a crush, some pictures, and tapes of Vaughn! Hehehe!)
It was over.
Sd-6 was gone.
Sydney felt guilt stab at her mercilessly as she watched Dixon walked away with handcuffs on after the raid.
She could understand why he was angry of course.
She had let him work for the enemy when she knew the truth.
But he hadn't known the circumstances.
She looked up and her eyes met his understanding eyes.
She loved those eyes.
They were the same pair of eyes that comforted her when she was sad.
The same eyes that made her go weak in the knees.
The same eyes that looked past all her faults and saw the real Sydney Bristow.
The same eyes that looked deep into her own eyes and without saying anything could say so much.
Butterflies replaced all her guilt as he started toward her.
Sydney took an uncertain step forward and then after seeing his reassuring grin quickened her pace.
Their lips met and she saw fireworks.
Not just fireworks it was the whole parade!
She could vaguely hear Weiss saying something or other.
Finally Weiss gave up and walked away.
Sydney walked into her house a little while later.
It was empty.
She had expected this.
Will and Francie should be half way to Canada by now.
She decided to drive over to the restaurant to lock the door and flip the open sign to close until everything was safe and Will and Francie could come back.
Something was wrong she could tell.
The sign on the door already said close and all the blinds were down and shut.
She walked in quietly.
Sydney saw one of the vases that held a single flower on each table smashed on the floor.
A dinner plate had been dropped on the floor near the sink.
A single shell casing from a fired gun lay near the counter.
It seemed there had been a struggle.
Sydney wanted to holler Francie's name but her spy instincts made her refrain.
She crept along quietly.
She made it to the kitchen where she saw blood smeared across the tile wall.
Sydney crumpled to her knees and a tear started its journey down her cheek.
Questions filled Sydney's mind all at once, where was Will? Where was Francie? What was going on?
She scanned the restaurant slowly taking it all in.
Then she noticed a surveillance camera mounted on the wall.
Francie had had it installed for her safety.
If she went to Francie's office she could look at the monitor and see what had went on.
She slowly rose to her feet and walked through a swinging door that led to Francie's office.
She rewound the tape to earlier that evening and watched in horror as a Francie double burst into the restaurant darting the real Francie, who was washing dishes, with a knockout dart.
Then people with mask similar to the one Sydney had worn at the raid came in and took some of the real Francie's blood and then they handed the syringe full of blood to the double Francie.
Then the team dragged the real Francie out the back entrance of the restaurant.
The double Francie squirted the real Francie's blood on the tile wall and then casually picked up her ringing cell phone.
Sydney couldn't hear what the caller said, but what the double Francie said horrified her.
"Yes, everything is in place. We have Miss Calfo and Mr. Tippin. You too. Bye." Then she proceeded to smash a vase, drop a plate on the floor beside the sink, and shoot out a back window. And then smirking, she walked out the back entrance.
Sydney stared at the screen.
What was going on?
AN/ I know that there was a body and not just blood on the tile wall but that's just gross!
This is just my version of what happened. And what happened to Will? Why didn't he get there on time? Well I guess we'll find out soon enough. Did you like my story? Please review and let me know! Please keep all reviews G rated. No bleeped out with stars or implied cuss words! Thanks! =)