*Disclaimer*: I don't even know why I still post these, everyone already knows, or should already know that I don't own Alias, I am just a very loyal fan/junkie. I don't personally know any of the actors/directors/creator, etc.

A/N: I'm sorry the last chapter was so un-funny, lol I couldn't think of an antonym for funny. Oh well, I guess it was sort of suspenseful, I don't wanna give too much away but (not right now) if they do switch back there will be some *unique* after affects for at least one of them. So it wasn't as funny I had originally planned it to be, you try writing a long funny story, while waiting in suspense for the fall season to start, no ice cream or chocolate, or anything sweet, a headache, and a long week of stressfull stuff both behind and in front of you. See? Not so easy. Oh yeah, and if you find any grammar mistakes, from misspellings to wrong grammar sentences, and it really truly bothers you, either don't read the story, or email me. I'm not the world best speller, and neither is my computer. I wanna give thankz to all my new, loyal, and any other kind or readers who reviewed. I live for reviewz, I don't care if they criticize my work, or if they compliment it.

Chapter 4

-If you wanna know what happened in the previous chapters here a hint, *motions for person to come closer* *yells* read the damn story. Ok just had to let out some steam, (someone pissed me off and I couldn't take it out on him, maybe in this chapter I'll take it out on Sloane, Mwhahahaha)

"No, not that I know of. So what do you know about the mysterious Rambaldi machine?"

"Same thing you know, unless you know something I don't know, Sydney," Weiss looked at the agent with a knowing grin on his face.

She gave him a questioning look and decided to play it cool. They still had no clue what had caused the switch so it would be easier to keep quiet then to explain to everyone. "What did you say?"

"I know your Sydney, your secrets safe with me. I just wanna know why of all the people on the earth you switched bodies with your-"

"It's not like I asked to be in his body, it just happened. We don't know what caused it, and we don't know how to get back." Unconsiouly Sydney did or tried to do her trade mark move and put a strand of hair behind her hair, but found some trouble with her father's short hair.

"So where is sh-he, where is he?"

"I think he's with Vaughn, going on a mison. I don't know the details."

"Anything else?" Jack asked turning back.

"What? Oh Kendal thinks that this information might help lead us to the whereabout to either the directions of how to make an unknown Rambaldi machine or to the machine itself. Whatever the machine is we can't let them get it." Vaughn explained. He didn't need to explain who 'them' was. It was pretty self-explanatory by now. Them. Sloane, Irina, Sark and all their little minion people who worked for them.

"Well, I better go- Jack started

"Hey Syd," Vaughn said staring at Jack.

Jack stood there not answering him.

"Sydney?"

Remembering who he was he answered, "yeah?"

"Take care of yourself. Do you need help to carry out the artifacts? We can send in a team."

Quickly thinking of a response his daughter might say, the words "why can't you go," stumbled out of his mouth.

"I have to finish writing the report on our last assignment. Weiss, and your father will help you with this one through a COM link, and if you want we will send in a team."

"Yeah, we could carry out more artifacts that way, even if I could carry all of them by myself, I probably wouldn't be as fast and it would be easier to catch me. If I got into a fight the artifacts would slow me down, because I would hae to be constantly watching out for them, so yeah, bring in a team with me."

"You leave in a couple of minutes. In a couple of minutes a van will come here to take you to the airport. Do you have any other questions?"

"No"

He hoped Kendal was satisfied with him going through one (finally) completely approrpite meeting.

"Oh yeah and your father will be here shortly to give you a COM link that should conect you with ones of Sloane's COM links where you can listen in, we're not 100% sure."

"So do you think that the machine, the artifacts will lead us to is responsible for the switch?"

"I don't know, I hope so, that way it will hopefully be over soon." Sydney and Weiss sat in a CIA issued SUV as they drove to the warehouse. It didn't take long for Jack to climb in. There was long ackward silence as they drove to the airport. They had to make a few stops to throw off suspicious cars, if any. While they were getting back into the car, again silence was thick.

"Does this make my butt look big?" Jack asked pointing to the long black pants he ws wearing.

Sydney and Weiss just stared in awe.

"Wow, we'd better find a way to switch beack soon, because your starting to act feminine. If you ask me to borrow some lipstick, I'm gonna slap you.", Sydney warned.

Eric just sat there shaking his head in disbelief. Mike would never believe this.

"If I ask you to borrow your lipstick, I'm gonna slap myself."

Climbing back into the car they drove the rest of the way laughing, scenes of Jack's 'transformation' still playing in their heads. Handing her father a COM link, Sydney watched her father board the plane.

"So does this mean that I will start acting like my dad?"

"I don't know. I don't know if that a good thing, or a bad one. Even if you do switch back, whose to say that you wont stop acting like him. But then again, you wont raise suspicion while your pretending to be your father."

"Things couldn't get any weirder" Sydney jinxed. Just then a woman about her mother's age walked by and Sydney-er Jack's body got an erection.

"OMG! I was wrong, we need to switch back…now! Sydney demanded.

Weiss seeing what had happened just sat there laughing, so far, this had been one of the funniest weeks he had had since he began working for the CIA.

"No ones ever gonna believe this." He said shaking his head. Crossing her arms she let out a sigh. Damn, she was never gonna live down this one, and neither was her father.

"So, how long till he gets there?" it would be easier to change the subject, then to…

"Trying to change the subject. Ok, but if anyone asks a question and it slips out…" Hitting Weiss, she dragged him back into the car, they had to get back to the CIA before Syd-er Jack started his mission.

~A little while later~

"This is bl- Mountaineer. Ok, I'm in. The guards just left. I don't know how long I have before the next guards come." Jack said, correcting himself. Walking to the elevator marked private, it wasn't hard to find. They were very strict about their privacy. They wanted it clearly marked, so that you had no excuse. Taking out the key he put it in the slot and turned it, quickly stepping inside. Closing the door, he put the key in another slot and pressed the button with the number 6 on it. It was quiet, too quiet. Looking around Jack counted the doors on the left, until he reached the ninth room. Via the key, Jack opened the door and looked for the Picasso painting. After pressing the button, he slid down the chute into a, a, a pile of clothing? Oh well, at least it softened the blow. Standing up he looked around. There were so many artifacts. 1 would set off a bomb, which one was it. Great, this would be like playing minesweeper, except he wouldn't get to play another game if he lost, it would be game over, permanently. Hearing a noise to his left, he turned around and saw a door open…

"Da-Sydney, is something wrong? Can you figure out which one is not an artifact? Sydney? Sydney?" Worry could now be heard in Sydney's voice. What was wrong with her father? Why wasn't he answering her?

"Sydney?" Weiss tried. No response. "Say something, if you can't speak right now, then do something so we can hear you. Cough or something."

A/N: Wow, not the biggest cliffy but it was still better then the last chapter, right? I think that it was funnier. Aw man, *frown* I forgot to do something to Sloane. Speaking of him we haven't head about him since the first chapter. I'm sorry, either in chapter 5 or chapter 6 I will write something about him. As always, please review, I live for reviews. I don't even care if they criticize the story, or if they compliment it. I wanna know what you guys think of it so far. More funny parts to come *promise*.

-With luv to all her fans,

LilsurferSango (Mel)