Disclaimer: As said before, I don't own Alias or any of its characters,
etc.
A/N: Yay! New chapter up! Hope it doesn't disappoint you all since I'm writing this at school!
~Breathing Again~ ~Chapter 5: Discovery~
Sydney woke to the shrill ringing of her cell phone. She looked at the old fashioned clock over the door- 4:30.
"Damn" she muttered, rummaging through her coat pockets for her cell phone. She had to move very carefully because Sark's blonde head was still resting on her shoulder.
She finally found the phone and flipped it open, pressing the 'talk' button.
"Hello?" she whispered.
"SYDNEY!" A voice screamed so loudly in her hear that Sydney had to hold the phone away for a few seconds.
"Vaughn, is that you?"
"Of course it's me!" He sounded angry but Sydney was just thankful that he wasn't screaming anymore.
"Where the hell have you been, Syd? I've tried calling you like 9 times and you haven't picked up!"
"Hmmm let's see. If its 4:30 in the morning here right now then I can't imagine where I must have been Vaughn," Sydney said sarcastically. "Oh wait, I've got it now! I must have been sleeping. Interesting."
"Not funny, Syd. Where are you anyway?"
"The office," she said simply.
"Yours or his?" Vaughn still sounded angry.
"If by his you mean Aidan's then yes, his office."
"YOU SPENT THE NIGHT THERE?"
"If you were in my situation you would've done the same Vaughn. You know you would."
"Sydney I'm starting to think that you're being more than friendly with Sark right now."
Sydney laughed silently. If Vaughn could see where she was right now he would be even angrier.
Vaughn, the only time I've been 'more than friendly' with Aidan was when I was in college, OK?" Sydney said without thinking.
"What? What are you talking about Syd?"
"Damn," Sydney cursed. Rather loudly in fact. Sark opened his eyes.
"Who're you talking to, Syd?"
Sydney put a finger to his lips to keep him from saying more, but it was too late. Vaughn had heard.
"HE'S THERE WITH YOU?! SYD YOU'RE ON A MISSION! YOU CAN'T BE SLEEPING AROUND!"
"I am NOT sleeping with him like that so shut up Vaughn! You're being way too overprotective."
Sark looked at her questioningly but she turned her back on him.
"Listen Vaughn I think you need to calm down."
"Sydney you spent the entire night with the guy you're supposed to be tailing! You can at least tell me you got some information on his father!"
Sydney looked meaningfully at Sark. He got the hint and left the room to stand outside the door.
"Vaughn. He just learned that his father kills people for a living. I mean, come on, give him some slack."
"Are you choosing him over me?"
"Vaughn I'm not choosing anyone! Stop taking this so seriously. It's not that big of a deal!"
"It is to me Syd! Look Kendall has a briefing in a couple of minutes so I have to go. Bye."
Sydney didn't say anything, she just hung up. It was so like Vaughn to have to go in the middle of a fight. It happened so often that sometimes she wondered why they were still together.
She opened the door for Sark and he walked back in and leaned against the desk.
"So? Was that your boyfriend?"
"Yes actually, it was."
"He didn't sound so happy."
"No he wasn't. In fact, he was kind of pissed."
"Really?" Sark lifted his eyebrows and smirked and Sydney couldn't help laughing.
"You always make me laugh Aidan."
"And is that a good thing?"
"Of course it is." She stepped forward and gave him a huge hug.
"So listen, Syd. Why'd you come to my office in the first place?" Sark asked as they pulled away from eachother (almost reluctantly).
Sydney tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear. "I'm not sure if you want to know."
"Syd if this is all about my dad then I think I do want to know."
She sighed. "Can I use your computer?"
"Yeah, sure."
She sat down and waited for the computer to start up. Then she scanned over all of the files quickly, looking for anything unusual. When Sark, who had been watching behind her, suddenly pointed at the screen, Sydney jumped.
"There," he said, "I don't think I've ever named anything in Spanish before."
Sydney looked at the file he pointed to. "Mis esquemas," she read aloud. "Good job Sark. I think you found it."
"Well what exactly is it?" He laughed as Sydney opened the file. "Well that's convenient," he muttered," it's all in Spanish."
"That won't be a problem."
Sark smiled at Sydney. That was one of the things he loved about her: she always had some kind of secret talent that he hadn't figured out yet.
Sydney smiled back, but after a while her smile turned to a frown as she read the file.
"Oh my god." Sydney's eyes started to fill with tears. As she finished translating the short document she got up, the chair falling backwards. Sydney ran out of the door and all the way down the nine flights of steps to the garage, and drove out of that place as fast as she could.
Sark knew better than to go after her; when Sydney was angry she liked to be alone. Instead he put his chair right side up again so he could read the computer screen.
Nosotros tenemos confirmación que Irina Derevko está vivo y en ocultación. Tiene una hija quen está asequible a nosotros. Tomaís SB como pronto como
posible.
-David Sark
Sark had taken Spanish in grade school but he didn't know enough of it to translate the letter. He did have an online dictionary though. Soon he had a rough translation printed out of what his father had written. He read it aloud to himself.
We have confirmation that Irina Derevko is alive and in hiding. She has a
daughter who is accessible to us. Take SB as soon as possible.
--David Sark
TBC..
A/N : Dun dun dun. haha. OK ! Done. for now. Well not done with the story but you know what I mean. You'd better like it cuz I tuned out during English and Spanish for that. Oh and by the way, the first Spanish thing means 'My Plans'. Anyway. REVIEW!!!
A/N: Yay! New chapter up! Hope it doesn't disappoint you all since I'm writing this at school!
~Breathing Again~ ~Chapter 5: Discovery~
Sydney woke to the shrill ringing of her cell phone. She looked at the old fashioned clock over the door- 4:30.
"Damn" she muttered, rummaging through her coat pockets for her cell phone. She had to move very carefully because Sark's blonde head was still resting on her shoulder.
She finally found the phone and flipped it open, pressing the 'talk' button.
"Hello?" she whispered.
"SYDNEY!" A voice screamed so loudly in her hear that Sydney had to hold the phone away for a few seconds.
"Vaughn, is that you?"
"Of course it's me!" He sounded angry but Sydney was just thankful that he wasn't screaming anymore.
"Where the hell have you been, Syd? I've tried calling you like 9 times and you haven't picked up!"
"Hmmm let's see. If its 4:30 in the morning here right now then I can't imagine where I must have been Vaughn," Sydney said sarcastically. "Oh wait, I've got it now! I must have been sleeping. Interesting."
"Not funny, Syd. Where are you anyway?"
"The office," she said simply.
"Yours or his?" Vaughn still sounded angry.
"If by his you mean Aidan's then yes, his office."
"YOU SPENT THE NIGHT THERE?"
"If you were in my situation you would've done the same Vaughn. You know you would."
"Sydney I'm starting to think that you're being more than friendly with Sark right now."
Sydney laughed silently. If Vaughn could see where she was right now he would be even angrier.
Vaughn, the only time I've been 'more than friendly' with Aidan was when I was in college, OK?" Sydney said without thinking.
"What? What are you talking about Syd?"
"Damn," Sydney cursed. Rather loudly in fact. Sark opened his eyes.
"Who're you talking to, Syd?"
Sydney put a finger to his lips to keep him from saying more, but it was too late. Vaughn had heard.
"HE'S THERE WITH YOU?! SYD YOU'RE ON A MISSION! YOU CAN'T BE SLEEPING AROUND!"
"I am NOT sleeping with him like that so shut up Vaughn! You're being way too overprotective."
Sark looked at her questioningly but she turned her back on him.
"Listen Vaughn I think you need to calm down."
"Sydney you spent the entire night with the guy you're supposed to be tailing! You can at least tell me you got some information on his father!"
Sydney looked meaningfully at Sark. He got the hint and left the room to stand outside the door.
"Vaughn. He just learned that his father kills people for a living. I mean, come on, give him some slack."
"Are you choosing him over me?"
"Vaughn I'm not choosing anyone! Stop taking this so seriously. It's not that big of a deal!"
"It is to me Syd! Look Kendall has a briefing in a couple of minutes so I have to go. Bye."
Sydney didn't say anything, she just hung up. It was so like Vaughn to have to go in the middle of a fight. It happened so often that sometimes she wondered why they were still together.
She opened the door for Sark and he walked back in and leaned against the desk.
"So? Was that your boyfriend?"
"Yes actually, it was."
"He didn't sound so happy."
"No he wasn't. In fact, he was kind of pissed."
"Really?" Sark lifted his eyebrows and smirked and Sydney couldn't help laughing.
"You always make me laugh Aidan."
"And is that a good thing?"
"Of course it is." She stepped forward and gave him a huge hug.
"So listen, Syd. Why'd you come to my office in the first place?" Sark asked as they pulled away from eachother (almost reluctantly).
Sydney tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear. "I'm not sure if you want to know."
"Syd if this is all about my dad then I think I do want to know."
She sighed. "Can I use your computer?"
"Yeah, sure."
She sat down and waited for the computer to start up. Then she scanned over all of the files quickly, looking for anything unusual. When Sark, who had been watching behind her, suddenly pointed at the screen, Sydney jumped.
"There," he said, "I don't think I've ever named anything in Spanish before."
Sydney looked at the file he pointed to. "Mis esquemas," she read aloud. "Good job Sark. I think you found it."
"Well what exactly is it?" He laughed as Sydney opened the file. "Well that's convenient," he muttered," it's all in Spanish."
"That won't be a problem."
Sark smiled at Sydney. That was one of the things he loved about her: she always had some kind of secret talent that he hadn't figured out yet.
Sydney smiled back, but after a while her smile turned to a frown as she read the file.
"Oh my god." Sydney's eyes started to fill with tears. As she finished translating the short document she got up, the chair falling backwards. Sydney ran out of the door and all the way down the nine flights of steps to the garage, and drove out of that place as fast as she could.
Sark knew better than to go after her; when Sydney was angry she liked to be alone. Instead he put his chair right side up again so he could read the computer screen.
Nosotros tenemos confirmación que Irina Derevko está vivo y en ocultación. Tiene una hija quen está asequible a nosotros. Tomaís SB como pronto como
posible.
-David Sark
Sark had taken Spanish in grade school but he didn't know enough of it to translate the letter. He did have an online dictionary though. Soon he had a rough translation printed out of what his father had written. He read it aloud to himself.
We have confirmation that Irina Derevko is alive and in hiding. She has a
daughter who is accessible to us. Take SB as soon as possible.
--David Sark
TBC..
A/N : Dun dun dun. haha. OK ! Done. for now. Well not done with the story but you know what I mean. You'd better like it cuz I tuned out during English and Spanish for that. Oh and by the way, the first Spanish thing means 'My Plans'. Anyway. REVIEW!!!