*Disclaimer*: Do I really have to do these any more? I was not blessed by being born the creator of Alias, and I am not making money off this story. I have no money, I am just borrowing these character's, except for a few characters that you wont recognize because I made them up.

A/N: I'm feeling nice today. If you have any questions or comments then please email me at: durityme2002@yahoo.com .

Oh yeah *it was… a dumbass* me and my sis made that quote up. And if I put 'Sydney' or 'Jack' then I'm really talking about the other person in their body. Wow, when I first started writing this chapter the season premier was only a couple of hours away. Time sure is going slow. At least I have the Charmed season premier to hold me over until… I just realized something. The Charmed season premier starts at 8pm and is two hours long. That means that it is gonna overlap Alias. NO!!!!!!!!!!! Alyssa Malano (or however you spell it) cut her hair! It was so pretty, now its really short and ugly.

Ok, now that that's out of the way, if you have forgotten what happened last time…

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"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."

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Chapter 5~ Bimbo Jack

Jack froze as the door opened not sure what to do. Sydney looked at Weiss as she gulped, not sure of what to do. He gave he a shrug.

Sloane gave the machine a look of disgust. All that time, wasted, for a machine that didn't even work.

"Sir", a man walked up to Sloane. "What should we do with a machine?"

"Nothing right now."

Francie sat on her bed listening to "Can't hold us down" by Christina Aguilera (ft. Lil Kim) wandering where her best friend was. She hadn't seen her in days. Picking up her phone she decided to call her friend and ask her if she was avoiding her.

The door opened and a group of men appeared in front of Jack. "Agent Bristow?" what appeared to be the leader of the group asked.

"Yea. Are you the team they sent in for me?"

"Yea", the guy gave him a look as if that answer was already implied.

"Did you have trouble getting in?"

"Please, *it was like taking candy from a dumbass*". Jack gave a low laugh and they started on their work. Letting go of the breath they didn't know they were holding 'Jack' and Weiss started laughing.

"Oo that looks prophecyish" 'Sydney' said pointing to a small device that looked like it was a remote control for a big screen TV, only far more complicated.

"Prophecyish?" one of the men in the team asked confused, drawing out the word.

"Yeah, its all weird, I mean why would a remote be in here, I mean unless they wanted to watch TV, I like TV." 'Sydney said playing with her hair and looking up for no reason in particular, currently sound like a *dumb blonde*. (No offense is meant for blondes if you don't like it then you can replace it with brunette or something. That's what my friend does her s/n is dumb brunette [she doesn't have an account on www.fanfiction.net its something else.]) After noticing that people were watching 'her', 'she' countered easily. "I mean, who doesn't like to watch TV? Well, except maybe Kendal, or…"

"Agent Bristow in case you haven't realized, but were in the middle of an important mission."

"It's not that important" 'Sydney' grumbled as she stomped toward another artifact. Wow, I'm tired. Stretching from her fatigue her mouth dropped when she heard a sound and turned around just in time to see an artifact falling to the ground. If this were a movie here is the scene where you would hear her say in slow motion 'no' and jump to get it. Her hair flew as she jumped to catch what appeared to be a regular Chinese vase. Snatching at it she only grabbed air in vain for the vase still hit the ground. Her hair was still in moderate condition since it was under a black hoodie, but underneath that, it was tangled ad all over the place. One of the men heard what had happened and came rushing to see how much damage had been done.

What the hell was wrong with her dad? Sydney silently cursed her father for his clumsiness. And when did he start acting air headed? Maybe he had been hanging around too many bimbos. What the hell? When had she ever thought that? This was outta control.

"Well", Jack said standing up, "I guess they cant put any flowers in that vase." Everyone else in the room glared at the agent. Most of them were thinking the same thing- someone had slept their way to the top.

A couple of them who had worked with her before started wondering if it was her time of the month. Spotting a piece of paper she hurried toward it. "Look" she commanded.

"What does it say?"

"To learn is to know. To know is to experience. To experience is to learn. Some stuff I don't understand and, the one who wants thinks they need. The one who needs will try to change? To try to change will cause confusion

Through Confusion comes eventually understanding. Well I hope confusion will share some of that understanding with me because im confused." Everyone gave the agent a look of confusion so 'she' added, "that last sentence wasn't on there, it was me, you know what I mean."

"What does it mean?" a man asked.

"Agent Barrings weren't you listening, she said she didn't know."

"I didn't hear her say that, agent Selesto" agent Barrings countered.

"She implied it, now get yourself together and search that brain of yours and help us figure it out." the older and wiser agent, Selesto, stated.

"Wait a second in the first part, the words are all connected. It's like an analogy. Like how you read an analogy out loud, you read it as blank is blank, as blank is to blank. It's like a three part analogy." Agent Barrings excitedly informed them. Learn: Know:: Know: Experience:: Experience: learn (this is what I think a 3-part analogy would look like. I don't think there are such things so don't go asking your teacher or sister or something about it.)

"We just have to find out what links them together. You know stuff by learning it. You.. How would know and experience go together? When you experience certain things you end up learning about it. It might be subconscious or something but you still learn about it. You end up knowing what you experience? I don't know. I think it's basically about learning from experience and knowing what you've learned." 'Sydney' concluded.

"Great thinking skills agent" a man said.

"You guys? Aren't we supposed to be taking artifacts?" 'Sydney' asked. A series of short whistles spread throughout the group. 'Jack' sat there with his head in his hands thinking about what would happen if Kendal found out about what had happened in this mission.

"So… we understood what the paper meant, it was basically about knowledge and experience. So we just don't pick up the artifact that doesn't deal with that," another man said.

~Back upstairs~

(I'm gonna put what the people say in between ^'s because that is supposed to stand for they are speaking French and I don't know any French to translate. I'm also too lazy to go onto a translation page. (I know lots.) So…)

^Hey Bernard, where did that foxy brunette go? ^

^I've seen nothing but men here Maxwell^

^No I mean the 'Self-Sufficient' instructor/inspector chick^

^Yeah, the only Self-Sufficient people I've seen have all been male. ^

^Well, whatever, all I know is I didn't see her leave, and I wanna ask her for her number. ^

^What if she says she has a bedtime^

^I'll have her in bed by then, the only thing is hat she wont be alone^ *wink*

*Shrug* ^ Like I said before, all I've seen is men, and if you wanna go to bed with them, you have my permission. You also wont have to worry about me trying to steal them away from you. He'll be all yours. ^

^Well, I'm gonna go look for her, and ask people if they saw where she went. If not I guess I'm gonna have to find some other woman. ^

~Downstairs~

The CIA agents now had more than 5 artifacts in their hand each. Pulling out a pair of glasses that Marshall had given her prior to the mission (on the plane) 'Sydney' put them on.

"What are you doing now? Accessorizing?"

"No! I'm taking pictures, for Kendal." True to her words she soon began to take pictures of the artifacts of which she thought were real.

As long as they could keep Kendal from knowing as much as possible about the mission, then maybe her career might not go down the toilet. If that happened she wouldn't get her chance to take down Sloane.

"I think I see the artifact that doesn't belong!" Bristow shouted from across room.

~Upstairs~

^Oh her, I saw her. She went into the elevator. ^

^Which one? ^

^The one that's clearly marked 'private'. ^

^Ok thanks. ^ Well, well, well, Cherie (cheerie, chery? Sherie? How do the French spell it? No offense meant to any one who's French. I just don't know how to spell it. I'm trying to say share-ee) whatever you secret is, rest assured, I will find out. With that he pulled out a key and inserted it into the same slot that Jack had earlier.

Sloane kicked the machine with out another thought. Damn you! All that wasted time! And for what? For what? My wife died and what do I have to show for it? A great big piece of shi-

"Mr. Sloane?"

"Yes?"

"It's time."

A/N: Bump Bump Bum. Oh well. I still think that its way better then chapter 3. As always please review. I live for them. I don't care if they criticize it or compliment it. Since it doesn't look like Sydney and Vaughn in the show are getting back together it'll be one of my only inspirations. I was gonna wait until next week to write this chapter, but I just felt like I had to post it before the Season premier of Alias.

Wit luv 2 all her fans,

-Mel (LilsurferSango)

P.s. I am currently working on another story, but I haven't posted it yet, because I am not done with the first part of it. It will be a parody. I don't know if I will post it or not though. I'll get back to you guys on that.