Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Alias characters so don't
sue me!! I wish I did own them though, but I don't have that good of an
imagination!
A/N: Well, I had some time to update today so that's what I'm doing! Thanks so much to everyone who posted positive reviews!! Keep them coming! I hope this chapter doesn't disappoint you all, but I don't think it should. Just remember that in this story. Sark is not a terrorist! As always, R&R!!
Breathing Again
Chapter 2: Reunion
/// Washington, DC * The Next Day \\\
~Flashback~
"Sydney don't leave me. Please don't go."
"I have to go, Sark."
"But why? Why do you have to leave me? I love you, Syd."
"I need to leave. You may think I'm being selfish, and maybe I am. But I can't stay here any longer, Aidan. Just know that I love you, ok?" She leaned forward to kiss his cheek. "Goodbye, Sark."
Sydney picked up her suitcase and shut the door behind her. Sark spoke into the emptiness.
"I love you, too, Syd. I'll never stop loving you. Ever."
~End Flashback~
10 years later and Sark still couldn't believe that she'd left him. Even though 9 years ago he found out that she'd been working for the CIA and still was, which explained all of her absences. His friend in the government would tell him that, and only that. He wished he knew more: how she was doing, if she was still working for the CIA, if she was married, etc.
A knock on the door interrupted his thoughts. His secretary stuck her head in the door.
"Mr. Sark? The new intern is here."
"Ok, Jessica, send her in."
"Yes, sir."
"Thanks."
The door shut and Sark cursed under his breath. He hadn't looked over the new intern's file yet. He just hoped that this one wouldn't be as bad as the last 5 or 6 or so. His company had a bad luck streak with interns; they never stayed more than 2 weeks. Unluckily, he was always put in charge of the new ones. Rummaging through the files on his desk he found the intern's and opened it. His blue eyes immediately widened.
"It can't be."
The door knob turned and in walked the woman who had loved and left him 10 years ago.
"Sydney."
/// \\\
Sydney had debated what to say to Sark when she saw him. Should she tell hiim that he was a father? She was still undecided when she reached the personnel manager's secretary.
"Your name please?"
"Sydney Bristow."
The CIA hadn't given Sydney an alias or a disguise on this mission because as far as they knew, nobody in DC knew her. For Sydney this was a plus because she didn't have to hide from Sark or explain things to him. Yet.
"Oh yes, you're the new intern."
"That's right, Ms.?"
"Denny."
"Ms. Denny, right."
"Ok well I'll go tell Mr. Sark that you're here."
Sydney immediately stiffened as the secretary walked out of the room. Kendall hadn't told her that Sark was the one in charge of personnel.
"Well, better now than never." She said to no-one in particular.
The secretary was standing at the door. "Excuse me? Did you say something Ms. Bristow?"
"Oh! No, I didn't say anything."
"Oh ok. Well, Mr. Sark will see you now."
Sydney wondered if Sark knew she was the new intern yet as she followed the secretary down the hall. This could be interesting, she thought, and smirked. Slowly turning the doorknob the secretary had pointed out, she saw Sark staring up at her, deep blue eyes widened. At that moment she had a terrible urge to run to him and kiss him, but somehow she resisted and stood still where she was. Sark spoke and his voice washed over her, calming her nerves.
"Sydney."
/// \\\
A/N: I hope it wasn't too terribly disappointing! Hopefully not! Well you know what to do. but just in case you really don't. it's time to REVIEW!! So click in the little purplish box in the bottom left hand corner and write your (hopefully good) review! Gracias!
A/N: Well, I had some time to update today so that's what I'm doing! Thanks so much to everyone who posted positive reviews!! Keep them coming! I hope this chapter doesn't disappoint you all, but I don't think it should. Just remember that in this story. Sark is not a terrorist! As always, R&R!!
Breathing Again
Chapter 2: Reunion
/// Washington, DC * The Next Day \\\
~Flashback~
"Sydney don't leave me. Please don't go."
"I have to go, Sark."
"But why? Why do you have to leave me? I love you, Syd."
"I need to leave. You may think I'm being selfish, and maybe I am. But I can't stay here any longer, Aidan. Just know that I love you, ok?" She leaned forward to kiss his cheek. "Goodbye, Sark."
Sydney picked up her suitcase and shut the door behind her. Sark spoke into the emptiness.
"I love you, too, Syd. I'll never stop loving you. Ever."
~End Flashback~
10 years later and Sark still couldn't believe that she'd left him. Even though 9 years ago he found out that she'd been working for the CIA and still was, which explained all of her absences. His friend in the government would tell him that, and only that. He wished he knew more: how she was doing, if she was still working for the CIA, if she was married, etc.
A knock on the door interrupted his thoughts. His secretary stuck her head in the door.
"Mr. Sark? The new intern is here."
"Ok, Jessica, send her in."
"Yes, sir."
"Thanks."
The door shut and Sark cursed under his breath. He hadn't looked over the new intern's file yet. He just hoped that this one wouldn't be as bad as the last 5 or 6 or so. His company had a bad luck streak with interns; they never stayed more than 2 weeks. Unluckily, he was always put in charge of the new ones. Rummaging through the files on his desk he found the intern's and opened it. His blue eyes immediately widened.
"It can't be."
The door knob turned and in walked the woman who had loved and left him 10 years ago.
"Sydney."
/// \\\
Sydney had debated what to say to Sark when she saw him. Should she tell hiim that he was a father? She was still undecided when she reached the personnel manager's secretary.
"Your name please?"
"Sydney Bristow."
The CIA hadn't given Sydney an alias or a disguise on this mission because as far as they knew, nobody in DC knew her. For Sydney this was a plus because she didn't have to hide from Sark or explain things to him. Yet.
"Oh yes, you're the new intern."
"That's right, Ms.?"
"Denny."
"Ms. Denny, right."
"Ok well I'll go tell Mr. Sark that you're here."
Sydney immediately stiffened as the secretary walked out of the room. Kendall hadn't told her that Sark was the one in charge of personnel.
"Well, better now than never." She said to no-one in particular.
The secretary was standing at the door. "Excuse me? Did you say something Ms. Bristow?"
"Oh! No, I didn't say anything."
"Oh ok. Well, Mr. Sark will see you now."
Sydney wondered if Sark knew she was the new intern yet as she followed the secretary down the hall. This could be interesting, she thought, and smirked. Slowly turning the doorknob the secretary had pointed out, she saw Sark staring up at her, deep blue eyes widened. At that moment she had a terrible urge to run to him and kiss him, but somehow she resisted and stood still where she was. Sark spoke and his voice washed over her, calming her nerves.
"Sydney."
/// \\\
A/N: I hope it wasn't too terribly disappointing! Hopefully not! Well you know what to do. but just in case you really don't. it's time to REVIEW!! So click in the little purplish box in the bottom left hand corner and write your (hopefully good) review! Gracias!