*Disclaimer*: I think everyone here knows that I do not own Alias or any of it's characters. If I did he would not be married. But I don't, and he is. If you've never seen Alias then you should do 2 things. 1.) Go watch it on ABC it comes on 9 pm eastern time (if your in a different time zone it will be a different time), and 2.) You should know that I'm talking about the character Michael Vaughn. If I did I would be in heaven.
A/N: hehehe, and so it begins! Thank you everyone who reviewed! They give me inspiration (I'm trying to lay off the ice cream and chocolate) besides Alias. I would list everyone who reviewed, but everyone knows if they reviewed or not, so I'm just gonna get to the story. Oh yeah and if this story doesn't make sense then you should probably read all of the chapters and not just scan them or skip to the latest chapter, I know some people do that. If you don't do that then this story should make at least some sense. OH YEAH, AND I'M NOT THE WORLD'S BEST SPELLER, I CAN MAKE MISTAKES, I could know how to spell it, just I was typing so quickly I made a mistake. IF I TYPE ANY OF THE CHARACTER'S NAMES WRONG OVER AND OVER PLEASE SAY SO, EITHER EMAIL ME, OR WRITE SO IN YOUR REVIEW. I AM HUMAN, I WILL MAKE MISTAKES. If I'm not sure if I spelled it write I will put asterisks ( * ) around the word.
~Previously on: Freaky Friday, Alias Style~
Sydney and Jack switch bodies
Jack finds a way to get his daughter's trusty handler out of her house
Sydney decides that she's coming back the next day to get to the bottom of this.
Sloane is disappointed *crowd cheers* because he thinks that the machine didn't work.
Chapter 3~ WTF?
Jack rolled out of bed holding his stomach. It hurt like hell, and right now he was thinking that last night he had jinxed himself.
Sydney sat up straight a look of concern on her face. Something important was supposed to happen today , but she couldn't remember what.
Practically crawling to the bathroom, Jack wondered if he should call his daughter. Maybe she had gotten hurt on a mission and he was feeling the after-effects.
Irina sat on the ground looking at her ex-husband. Had she really hurt him? When had Jack ever showed his true feelings, well anything besides anger or hatred? Wasn't he always tough, strong, and strict. She had always admired the way he could keep a poker face on at what seemed like all times, and either seemed to have the answer for anything or ready to beat it out of someone. With that thought a smirk appeared on Irina's face.
In one quick motion Jack had her handcuffed to the bedpost, which happened to be stuck to the floor, and were not made out of wood. Walking to the bathroom, she gave one last look at her mother and closed the door to take a bath. They had a long day ahead of them.
(a little while later)
"What the fuck?" Jack whispered. He was pacing the room. He didn't know what to do.
Walking out of the plane Sydney wrapped one arm around her mother's shoulder and the other holding her two hands. To the world they would look like a couple happy in love, but she knew it was anything but that. Spotting Kendal, she quickened her pace. 3 guards came and took Irina away from Sydney as she stopped to talk to Kendal.
"I wanna go talk to my fa- uh daughter, so if you don't need me…"
"Hey Jack, you brought her back handcuffed, none of our people were killed, and the mission was a success, so I don't really care.
Jack gulped. Talk to Sydney, that what he would do. Dialing the familiar number he hung up suddenly remembering he was calling her number. Irritated his redialed the right number.
What was today? She shook those thoughts out of her mind when she heard the phone ring. Who was it? Pressing the talk button, and placing it by her ear she awaited for the person to talk.
"Who is this?"
"Dad, you called me"
"Sydney, good, we need to talk, it's important."
"ok, where are you?"
"your place"
"k, see you soon, bye"
"Bye".
Pushing petal down a little farther she wondered what he wanted to talk about. Jack opened the door after the first ring.
"what is it? Is-"
"come inside". Jack had concerned look on his face, then he thought about something else.
"where is Irina?"
"Is that what this is about?"
"no"
"she's in CIA custody." Jack did something she had never seen him do- he gulped, and looked down at the ground.
"dad what is it?" He looked around uncomfortable,
"I went to use the bathroom this morning this morning and I started bleeding down so-" Sydney tuned the rest of it out. She already knew what was up. She suddenly thought about the date. Of course! That was it.
"it's nothing to worry about. Don't worry, it's just, have you ever wondered what it was like for females when they had their 'time of the month'?" She couldn't believe she had to explain this to her father. But the more she thought about it, the more it made sense. When simple stuff like this happened in this type of work, you sometimes thought it was something else, something worse, because of the things you're exposed to.
What! Jack thought, I spent all this time worrying and it was just her time of the month! "Thanks anyways. Do you have anything for this stomachache? Or-"
"You can take some aspirin or something", she started, this couldn't get any more awkward or weird. With a sigh she continued, "And in the drawer in my dresser on the right, the middle one, there are pads. They come with instructions". There was NO WAY she was helping him with that part. Her beeper went of and after looking at it she said, "I gotta go, it's Kendal." Closing the door behind her she left to go check in with Kendal.
Following the instructions, then taking an aspirin Jack laid on the bed and tried to get the pain to subside. Come on Jack! You've been tortured in painful, stressful, life-and-death situations, and one little tummy ache and your crawling around practically crying for your mommy? He felt so helpless. And, and, he wanted ice cream? Getting up he walked into the kitchen and took out some ice cream. What the hell? He took one look at the ice cream and wanted fries, and a chick flick. Must be the female emotions out of whack. Yawning he realized he was crying. What the hell? How does she control this? He had known her, her whole life and he had never known her time of the month. The phone rang and he ran to pick it up.
"hello?"
"Joey's pizza?"
"wrong number". Hmm, pizza. what the hell! I don't wat pizza, think about what it does to my weight. I'm so fat! Wait? Did I just think that?
"It is rumored that there was a machine that was built, we don't know what it's for, or who built it, but we do know that it has to do with *Rambaldi*." ( I know I probably spelled it wrong but it was saved under my computer's dictionary, then my dictionary got erased. If you know how to spell it please write so in your review, please. )
"So, your basing this on a rumor?"
"It is more from an informant, we just don't know if it's true or not. So we're investigating it."
The phone rang again.
"hello?"
"Joey's pizza?"
"wrong number". He was still trying to deal with the effects of PMS when the phone rang again, and again, and again.
"hello?"
"Joey's pizza?"
"what the fuck? How close is Joey's pizza to this number? Learn how to dial the fucking phone!" Slamming the phone down, Jack started laughing.
Vaughn just stared confused, maybe she had forgotten the routine. It had been so long since they had to use it. Since they had brought down SD-6 they didn't have to meet like this. He, himself, had been surprised when Kendal had called him and told him, to meet Sydney at the warehouse to debrief (brief or debrief? I know that he does both but I don't remember which one is before the mission. Oh well) her. Sitting on a crate looking at his watch he wondered what was taking her so long. Whipping out his phone he called Jack.
"Hello?"
"Mr. Bristow, I was wondering if you knew if something was wrong with Sydney. She has been acting strange lately and she's late for her debriefing, really late."
"No, not really, just stay there in case she shows up, and I'll go to her place and see if she's there." Hanging up the phone she silently cursed her father. It was really weird though, listening to him talk about her, well her father actually, kinda, man this was confusing.
Knocking on the door, she heard music playing inside.
"hey Sydney"
"what are you doing here? Did you not get the phone calls?"
"What phone calls?"
"the Joey's pizza ones."
"yeah, I got lots of them."
"so that's" she lowered her voice, "that's a code. That means to go to the warehouse"
"oh"
Turning off the music, they headed off in separate cars. Jack, went to the warehouse, and Sydney went to see if Weiss had come to work today. Maybe she could get him to- or even Marshal to get some information for her. As she walked past other agents a conversation kept playing in her head.
'It is rumored that there was a machine that was built, we don't know what it's for, or who built it, but we do know that it has to do with *Rambaldi*.' It didn't seem connected, but then they didn't know what the machine did.
"Where were you?"
"I was uh, at home"
"why didn't you come when I first called?" a look of concern on his face.
"I uh," Jack forced a look of embarrassment onto his daughter's face. (I know that sounds weird), "I forgot about this routine."
"it's ok, Kendal thinks that the machine might be in Paris. He knows that at least some important unknown things are there. He wasn't too specific about it though. Your mission is to go to the I.D.L.A.B.M.A.R. building and pose as a 'Self-Sufficient' instructor/inspector. They get lots of these kind of people, so you wont raise suspicion. Wait for the guards watching you to leave, then use the private elevator, it will be marked private, then use this key" he explained handing him the key, "to get to the 6th floor. Go to the 9th room on, the left, and behind the Picasso painting there is a switch, push the switch. Behind the other painting in the room, there is a chute. Jump down the chute and it will take you to a room. In the room, in cases there will be the artifacts, bring back as much as you can."
Wow, this is an easy mission. Wrong thing to think,
"Except, there's a but. But if you pick up the wrong artifact a bomb will go off. It's a safety measure, they have 1 unimportant artifact there to throw off, and blow up the intruder."
"Do we have any idea which one?"
"No, you leave in less than 1 hour." he started to lean in to kiss him, them he remembered her 'cold'. Instead he gave her a hug.
"Hey Weiss, what's up?" Weiss's smile turned into a small look of fear.
"Did, I do something wrong? Or, um, it wasn't my fault" A confused look passed over Jack's face.
"No, not that I know of. So what do you know about the mysterious Rambaldi machine?"
A/N: I know this chapter was the worst chapter yet, I'm sorry. I just wanted to post this up soon. As always, more twists and turns to come. I don't think this chapter was even funny *frowns*. *sighs* oh well. I'll try to make the next chapter better. I don't know if I can make it longer though. More funny parts to come! As always, please review, besides Alias they are my biggest inspiration. My mind/brain is doing laps around my head waiting for the season premiere. I promise, I will try to make the next chapter better. Please review!
With luv to all her fans,
-Mel (LilsurferSango)