Are You Insane?
by: Crimson Snow (Dru)
Disclaimer in Ch.1
Chapter.6
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Sydney woke up, and felt kinda pissed off or hurt.
She didn't know why but she knew it had something to do with Adrian.
Maybe it was disappointment.
This dream hadn't been as vivid as the other dreams but there were stronger feelings in this one.
Ever since, she let herself slip into the almost-missing-two-years-Sydney, she had been kinda regretting it. She told herself, that she had been pissed at Vaughn and that she needed to prove everyone wrong (and by that she meant herself and Vaughn.)
But hey, time to face reality and admit that she still had some feelings for the man.
But now she was with a man she could trust (could she?) and would be a great father to her child, wouldn't need to be on the run or afraid that he'd turn on her (?) and her dad lived a really short distance from here.
Vaughn was almost perfect for her.
loving, caring, would do anything for her.
But also easily jealous and aggrivated, and could be made suspious without much intel.
Who was she kidding, she never stopped loving Adrian now she was just wondering when she fell in love with him, in the first place.
But she ,CIA Syd, saw no future with a wanted criminal but she could see a relitivly normal future with Vaughn. Those 2% of her mind were screaming for her to go to him, they could make it work.
Maybe he wasn't really that bad, bad guy.
There she had made up her mind and she was sticking with Vaughn, if they could get past that arrgument they had last week.
She hadn't really talked much too him since that fight.
She decided after her shower, coffee and breakfast, she'd call him and say she's sorry.
*Though he should have called by now, he started the fight.* Syd thought, a bit mad, *No, you're not going there.* She told herself, as she headed for the bathroom.
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Sark woke up around the same time as Syd, but he didn't know that, and went on to do his usual things that he did in the mornings.
Work out, a bit. (When in Russia, him and Syd used to go out and a run a little before breakfast.) He pushed that memory out of his head.
Shower.
Breakfast. (Nothing fancy, really, just coffee and bread with something on it like marmelade or some jam. Strawberry had been Syd's favorite to put on toast.) *Stop that!!* He told himself in his mind.
Check his scheddule. *Just one meeting.* He tought. *That shouldn't take long.*
LATER THAT NIGHT:
When Sark opened his frontdoor, he knew someone was there. He had been longer in that meeting than he exspected and then he had to conntact Irina and then he just went for a little ride in his Benz.
The intruder was Jack Bristow.
"What do you want, Mr.Bristow." He asked the older man, that stood near a window that faced the ocean.
"I want to go home to Irina and leave my daughter alone. She doesn't need you to mess anything up more than things already are." Jack tells him.
"Why won't you just hand me to the CIA?" He asks, wondering why Jack Bristow would come and talk to him and not try to capture him.
Tell him to go home.
"Because my daughter would be upset and probably do something stupid. I believe that these months she was with you and Irina, that she may have developed feelings for you and might still have. But those feelings could get her hurt and that's why you should go." They were now on the beach, that was behind Sark's house.
"I would never do anything to hurt her or let anybody hurt her or your grandchild. I'm only here to protect her and the child. But I will not denie that I have some feelings towards your daughter. But she seems to want this Michale Vaughn and I won't stand in the way." He tells Jack, they stopped now.
They were pretty far from Sark's house now.
"You leave her alone. I don't care if your Lindsey's father. If you really care for my daughter, you leave her, my grandchild and Mr. Vaughn alone." Jack tells him, and then walks away from the beach, to his car and left Mr. Sark with his confusing thoughts.
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flashback
*"Sark, where are you? I need you."*
~*~*~*~*~*~
TBC......
*Okay, know this is probably not that good. Just whipped this up after watching ALF at 00:25 AM and didn't feel like going to sleep and besides, I just wanted to get this chapter out. Hope ya like. Please tell me what ya think. ~ Crimson Snow, Iceland *
by: Crimson Snow (Dru)
Disclaimer in Ch.1
Chapter.6
~*~*~*~*~*~
Sydney woke up, and felt kinda pissed off or hurt.
She didn't know why but she knew it had something to do with Adrian.
Maybe it was disappointment.
This dream hadn't been as vivid as the other dreams but there were stronger feelings in this one.
Ever since, she let herself slip into the almost-missing-two-years-Sydney, she had been kinda regretting it. She told herself, that she had been pissed at Vaughn and that she needed to prove everyone wrong (and by that she meant herself and Vaughn.)
But hey, time to face reality and admit that she still had some feelings for the man.
But now she was with a man she could trust (could she?) and would be a great father to her child, wouldn't need to be on the run or afraid that he'd turn on her (?) and her dad lived a really short distance from here.
Vaughn was almost perfect for her.
loving, caring, would do anything for her.
But also easily jealous and aggrivated, and could be made suspious without much intel.
Who was she kidding, she never stopped loving Adrian now she was just wondering when she fell in love with him, in the first place.
But she ,CIA Syd, saw no future with a wanted criminal but she could see a relitivly normal future with Vaughn. Those 2% of her mind were screaming for her to go to him, they could make it work.
Maybe he wasn't really that bad, bad guy.
There she had made up her mind and she was sticking with Vaughn, if they could get past that arrgument they had last week.
She hadn't really talked much too him since that fight.
She decided after her shower, coffee and breakfast, she'd call him and say she's sorry.
*Though he should have called by now, he started the fight.* Syd thought, a bit mad, *No, you're not going there.* She told herself, as she headed for the bathroom.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Sark woke up around the same time as Syd, but he didn't know that, and went on to do his usual things that he did in the mornings.
Work out, a bit. (When in Russia, him and Syd used to go out and a run a little before breakfast.) He pushed that memory out of his head.
Shower.
Breakfast. (Nothing fancy, really, just coffee and bread with something on it like marmelade or some jam. Strawberry had been Syd's favorite to put on toast.) *Stop that!!* He told himself in his mind.
Check his scheddule. *Just one meeting.* He tought. *That shouldn't take long.*
LATER THAT NIGHT:
When Sark opened his frontdoor, he knew someone was there. He had been longer in that meeting than he exspected and then he had to conntact Irina and then he just went for a little ride in his Benz.
The intruder was Jack Bristow.
"What do you want, Mr.Bristow." He asked the older man, that stood near a window that faced the ocean.
"I want to go home to Irina and leave my daughter alone. She doesn't need you to mess anything up more than things already are." Jack tells him.
"Why won't you just hand me to the CIA?" He asks, wondering why Jack Bristow would come and talk to him and not try to capture him.
Tell him to go home.
"Because my daughter would be upset and probably do something stupid. I believe that these months she was with you and Irina, that she may have developed feelings for you and might still have. But those feelings could get her hurt and that's why you should go." They were now on the beach, that was behind Sark's house.
"I would never do anything to hurt her or let anybody hurt her or your grandchild. I'm only here to protect her and the child. But I will not denie that I have some feelings towards your daughter. But she seems to want this Michale Vaughn and I won't stand in the way." He tells Jack, they stopped now.
They were pretty far from Sark's house now.
"You leave her alone. I don't care if your Lindsey's father. If you really care for my daughter, you leave her, my grandchild and Mr. Vaughn alone." Jack tells him, and then walks away from the beach, to his car and left Mr. Sark with his confusing thoughts.
~*~*~*~*~*~
flashback
*"Sark, where are you? I need you."*
~*~*~*~*~*~
TBC......
*Okay, know this is probably not that good. Just whipped this up after watching ALF at 00:25 AM and didn't feel like going to sleep and besides, I just wanted to get this chapter out. Hope ya like. Please tell me what ya think. ~ Crimson Snow, Iceland *