Flesh and Blood: Vignettes
AU fic
Rating: PG with the darkness and angst…nothing, but the best for Alias fanfic.
Summary: Lauren and Sark are siblings. Lauren's been around all three seasons, but as a CIA agent. Some of the events in the vignettes are taken from the show.
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#1 no fair
Cops and robbers. The good guys and the bad guys. Summer days are filled with make-believe and pretend in the backyard. Chasing one another with toy guns.
Bang, bang.
Bang, bang.
You're dead.
No fair, he says as he clutches his chest and let's out an agonized cry, falling down to the green grass.
And then you feel guilty. After all, he is your little brother. So, you drop your gun and reach out your hand for him to take. He opens one eye and says the good guy doesn't help the bad guy; he lets them die.
You say I can't watch you die.
He takes your hand and gets back up, but he knows you're unarmed now and he takes advantage of that: he shoots you.
Bang, bang.
You can practically feel the bullets enter your chest and you look at him in horror. At his betrayal. At his cruelty.
He smiles. Now you're dead.
**
You watch the tape with Agent Vaughn. Screaming people outside Tyno-Chem Engineering in Hong Kong. Faint sounds of gun shots and more screams coming from the inside of the building. A man runs out of the doors, wounded and bleeding, crying for help. Your hand automatically goes to your mouth in shock. Vaughn's eyes glance at you. Warning you. But you know what's next.
He comes storming out after the bleeding man. In broad daylight. With no disguises. With your blonde hair and blue eyes. Clothed in black. He pauses, staring at the man, admiring his work and with one swift movement, he fires the gun.
You turn away from the footage.
Vaughn shuts off the tape, apologizes, but you shake your head. He shouldn't have to apologize.
**
Make-believe and pretend has stopped. You don't remember when cops and robbers became your life, when the line started to blur. But you do remember the day he was sent away to England and even though you soon followed, you never found him. And you think that maybe if you had found him, things would have been different.
**
SD-6 has him in their custody. You try to imagine him in the company of a man like Arvin Sloane and you tell yourself that he's capable of taking care of himself. You think about that tape.
And then you hear that Sydney is going to Paris, and he's going to be there. You want to go. To see him. But you know better than that. You know that he knows. That you and him and still playing cops and robbers in the backyard, where the sunlight touches your fingertips and his voice echoing in the summer afternoon.
Now you're dead.