Title: Learning to Live Again
Author: Cara
Disclaimer: The things I would do with the characters if Alias belonged to me. I'm content just watching though.
Rating: PG (In Australia we have different ratings and PG is suitable for anyone) Chapter: 1 Setting the scene.
She couldn't. It just wasn't how she'd been brought up to live. With her one distant parent who was never around, Sydney had time to develop into no one's person except her own. Sometimes she was told that she looked like her mother and fought like her father. Sometimes, at family reunions her great aunts would still coo over her, telling her that she's grown into such a fine young person- so alike her mother when she was alive.
Sydney just refused to believe it though. Accepting the fact that she had been missing for two years was one thing. Learning to live in the same country as her soul mate's wife was an entirely different story. The CIA understood that it wouldn't be easy. They went out of their way to make sure she wouldn't cross Agent Vaughn's path at work. No matter how much she meant to them though, she still had to suffer by doing psych tests, hypnotic sessions and memory dreams. They wanted to be sure that she was sane, that she wasn't a traitor to her country. Sometimes she wondered herself.
When she arrived back in LA, her father waited at the airport to greet her. It was the first time she could remember when he had been there. As a child, her nanny would always be waiting along with all the other parents when she returned from school camps. Never one to be pitied, Sydney would plaster a smile on her beautiful face and climb into the latest sports car her father had given her nanny in an attempt to make his daughter happy.
In two years, Sydney was still the same person. But the world around her had changed and she wasn't sure whether she'd be able to adjust. New gadgets were everywhere. Cell phones were now the size of peas and EVERYONE had one. The professionals kept them attached to their ears. Cars were smaller, slicker, faster and cleaner than she could remember. It rained less and developing countries were having trouble with their crops. Computer monitors were much smaller and a lot more common. Broadband connections were the only way to go.
Sydney often thought about becoming a second Mother Theresa. With her IQ, she could probably MAKE a difference. But before she started to help the world again, she might just have to figure things out for herself...
Author: Cara
Disclaimer: The things I would do with the characters if Alias belonged to me. I'm content just watching though.
Rating: PG (In Australia we have different ratings and PG is suitable for anyone) Chapter: 1 Setting the scene.
She couldn't. It just wasn't how she'd been brought up to live. With her one distant parent who was never around, Sydney had time to develop into no one's person except her own. Sometimes she was told that she looked like her mother and fought like her father. Sometimes, at family reunions her great aunts would still coo over her, telling her that she's grown into such a fine young person- so alike her mother when she was alive.
Sydney just refused to believe it though. Accepting the fact that she had been missing for two years was one thing. Learning to live in the same country as her soul mate's wife was an entirely different story. The CIA understood that it wouldn't be easy. They went out of their way to make sure she wouldn't cross Agent Vaughn's path at work. No matter how much she meant to them though, she still had to suffer by doing psych tests, hypnotic sessions and memory dreams. They wanted to be sure that she was sane, that she wasn't a traitor to her country. Sometimes she wondered herself.
When she arrived back in LA, her father waited at the airport to greet her. It was the first time she could remember when he had been there. As a child, her nanny would always be waiting along with all the other parents when she returned from school camps. Never one to be pitied, Sydney would plaster a smile on her beautiful face and climb into the latest sports car her father had given her nanny in an attempt to make his daughter happy.
In two years, Sydney was still the same person. But the world around her had changed and she wasn't sure whether she'd be able to adjust. New gadgets were everywhere. Cell phones were now the size of peas and EVERYONE had one. The professionals kept them attached to their ears. Cars were smaller, slicker, faster and cleaner than she could remember. It rained less and developing countries were having trouble with their crops. Computer monitors were much smaller and a lot more common. Broadband connections were the only way to go.
Sydney often thought about becoming a second Mother Theresa. With her IQ, she could probably MAKE a difference. But before she started to help the world again, she might just have to figure things out for herself...