*Disclaimer*: I don't own Alias. You all know that.
A/N: I'm truly sorry to have to type these words but, *big sigh* "Freaky Friday, Alias Style" is coming to an end soon. There will be 1 or 2 more events that will knock you off your feet, then maybe a half a dozen chapters left or so. I don't really know how many chapters I will write in this story but I do know that it coming to an end. Oh yeah about that: 'A great evening now towards gentlemen even towards toddles older than him err am I reciting poetry outward regarding the boys 4tune up right plush lavender aww nonsense elaine left ethan at van's evening suite u NOW KNOW THIS! DON'T TELL ETHAN. MUST GO.
-BOB'. It was a code; take the first letter of every word. It translated to; Agent get to the airport b4 ur plane leaves u. The words in all caps are not part of the code. They are just there to make the note seem more real.
I wont update for two weeks. After you read the story, make sure you read the authors note at the bottom!
Previously on "Freaky Friday, Alias Style":
"You know" Katherine began playing with his thumbs, "that sometimes lots of people can't tell that someone is attracted to them and so they have to have someone else do it for them. Now would want them to use a middle person or not?"
"Oh I wouldn't care" Marshall asked. "Unless of course…." A smile spread across his face as he wondered in Katherine was the middleman. Maybe Carrie did have thing for him after all. If so, the best thing was to get in snug with the middleman, so that he could make good comments about him to Carrie…
…Stepping off the plane Sydney walked in front of a woman who was currently rearranging her skirt and having hard time walking in her boots. "How the hell you do you guys do this?" Weiss whispered, his face contorting in pain…
…"Hmm Pilar, you know I might need some more convincing to be swayed to one decision or another." Hunt said suggestively.
"Sydney?" a voice asked.
Jack turned around to face an awe struck Sark and 2 unknown men.
I wont update for two weeks. After you read the story, make sure you read the authors note at the bottom!
Chapter 13~ A deal with the devil
"Pilar, what the hell is the meaning of this?" the man asked. Thinking quickly Jack punched Hunt in the face.
"Agent Katherine!" Kendal yelled.
"Yes sir." Harvey replied.
"What the hell do you think your doing? Your supposed to be on a COM link with agent Bristow. What are you doing in here?" he asked.
"Well sir, I was a… delivering a… message to agent Flinkman here." he 'danced' around looking for an explanation.
"Well then, hurry up." Kendal said leaving the room.
The two men attacked who they thought was Sydney as soon as Hunt fell unconscious. About to fight back, Jack realized that Agent Weiss even hadn't located the machine yet. He had to think fast.
"Hello, agent Bristow, sorry to break up your little party with pretty boy here, but… I need you to take us to 'the comprehender'. Then, since he's unconscious, maybe later you can party with me." Sark said in a firm tone.
Whoa, maybe some fumes have gone to his head. Sydney would never to anything with him, except fight. Jack thought. But, he had to stall. "And if I don't?"
"Well, if you don't, then" he started, tracing his forefinger along the side of 'her' face, "you can't even imagine what will happen to you. If you comply, well then you can dance with me, then you're free to go your way."
After a thought Jack stated, "I will, on one condition."
Hurrying into the room, Harvey took his place next to a glaring Vaughn.
"A little late are we?" he asked his anger shown in that little sentence.
"Well, excuse me for not being whipped." he answered a sick smile on his face.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" he asked standing up from his seat, pushing away the chair.
"Well, maybe I just seem a little late, because you come at Agent Sydney Bristow's every beck and call. She really does have you whipped. You're so wrapped around that sexy finger of hers that you don't even know it. I mean surly you can't blame everyone else for having some restraint."
"Whipped? How about you bring your pretty boy self over here and-"
"Oh! I get it, your bi! Well I'm sorry but I'm not, and I'm defiantly not attracted to you and you really need to show some restraint or im gonna have to pull you off this and maybe a few other missions." he added with a smirk.
"First of all, I am not bi! Secondly I can see right through your conceited,
'I'm so innocent' exterior. I know you're up to something, and something big. And when I find out what, I'm gonna blow the lid off of it, and send you right back where you came from!" he spat. They were so busy arguing that they werent listening to the conversation between a certain agent Bristow and Sark.
Sark raised one eyebrow wondering what it could be. He was dressed in his usual formal attire, along with the two men.
"So…" he started
"So what?" Jack asked.
"So… what's the condition?"
"You help me set up, one of the women here with Agent Weiss."
"That's it? That's the condition?" he asked scoffing. This should be easy.
"Yep, and you can't tell them anything about him, except his personality. The woman we set him up with has to be a REAL woman, and has to have always been a real woman. No transvestites, no man who had a sex change a real woman. You know as well as I do that on this floor and the floors above it, people come to party and for the food. But, you also know that married women come here. She can't be married, must be within a certain age and height limit. There are more. I wont tell you until you have them let go of me." Jack declared referring to the men holding him. There, that should buy him some time, plus maybe I'll actually fix him up with someone… so maybe he'll act a little bit more mature at work.
Sark thought about it for a moment then nodded his head. He said something in Portuguese and the two men let go of him. One still pointed a gun at him though. "Anything else?" Sark asked. What the hell is wrong with Sydney? She would have had taken these two men down by now, unless she i really desperate to play matchmaker. Oh well, the only way to find out is to play along.
"Yes, to ensure that you follow through with this deal, I'll make the deal a little sweeter. If you help me then before I help you then…" Jack started. Am I really gonna say this. This had better work. This is for Sydney. Walking towards Sark he ran his hand through his hair. "Then you can play with me."
Sark did his trademark move (rose one eyebrow) as he thought about it. "Ok" he said plainly. "Lead the way."
Thinking for a moment, Agent Katherine became quiet. Vaughn just stood there awkwardly. He wouldn't hit him first, if he did then Harvey could just fight him and say that he was defending himself. No, he would wait for him to take the first punch (or kick).
"Look" he said with a sigh, "I'm sorry, it's just, I'm not used to working these kinds of hours all in the night. I mean last night I had so much work I couldn't go home. It just, it gets tiring, and when I get tired I get cranky. I'm sorry." He extended a hand toward the other suspicious agent. Harvey smiled when Vaughn shook it and apologized.
Whew, Harvey thought, that was close, too close.
Weiss look at a suspicious looking box. Carefully he opened it, not knowing what problems/answers would lie inside.
Sydney stepped out of her father's pool. Something didn't seem right. Her father had called and left a message from Mexico, she discovered as se listened to the message. He sent her the message at the airport in Mexico. With a sigh, she made her way back to his bedroom. She pushed the button back after realizing that that probably set the room back to normal. Yep. She was still so damn confused. Only 1 thing is for sure, she thought as she pulled on some vacation clothes after drying herself, I'm going to Mexico City.
A/N: *please read this* So did you like it? Sorry it was so short. Well now comes for one of the surprises I told you about that will knock you off your feet. The next chapter or so will be interactive. I need some candidates for potential girlfriends for Weiss. Send me a review on what you thought of my story and why you should be a candidate, it'll kind of be like an application. Doesn't have to be a long review. You have until December 12th, 11:59 pm Eastern time, to send me the application. Please put it in your review.