*Disclaimer*: Feh, as if I could ever be lucky enough to create a series as cool as Alias. Nope don't own it, I don't even personally know anybody who owns it. JJ owns it though.

A/N: Wow, it's been awhile. I don't know if ill post Christmas weekend, I know it's been awhile so this previously section might be a little longer to refresh your memory.

YOU GUYS LET'S JUST PRETEND THAT ABOUT A WEEK HAS PASSED BY, OK, CUZ I HAVE LOST TRACK OF THE DAYS THAT HAVE PASSED BY.

Previously on "Freaky Friday, Alias Style":

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.

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Finally the long awaited:

Chapter 14~

"Well how about her?" Sark asked referring to a rather large and square looking woman. Her dress was way to big for her and reached to the ground. She walked uncomfortably in her black high heels and her pink dress didn't help her look any prettier. You could practically see her from a mile away; nearly everything she wore glittered. She talked in a weird accent and Jack dismissed her almost immediately. "No. She's a transvestite."

"Found it." Weiss said through the COM referring to the machine Sark had earlier called, 'the comprehender.' He stared at it; this had to be it. But, it was 3 barrels. He had opened the box and there had been directions in there to the machine. Examining it closer he discovered that it had a false bottom. Taking off the black "solid" bottom Weiss discovered letters- dozens of them, all addressed from Rambaldi to some dude. He skimmed through most but one letter in particular caught his eye. Some of the words had been blurred with age but he could make out most of them.

To (unrecognizable word),

I supplicate of you; please reconsider my proposition. I am not mentally ill. You are my preceding hope. A gentleman of your position could help convince the people. What I'm prophesizing IS genuine. I can stop it from happening…I hope, but I will need your help. I have even constructed a machine; I dub it "the comprehended" it will help you to comprehend what I know. This way you will know that I'm not lying. Please consider the prophecy, (a bunch of unreadable words most likely stating what the prophecy is about). Please, the effects are only temporary. (A bunch of unreadable words). In this letter I am enclosing instructions and more information about the machine. Please, please, please, consider it. I am giving you my word; if you grant me this small favor I will back you up on any future problems you might encounter.

Genuinely,

(An unreadable name) Rambaldi

Weiss moved the letters out of the way and found a brown (with age) envelope. Opening it he found instructions to the machine. From the looks of it and the instructions it had already been activated. He walked around the now lit up room and saw a piece of paper on the ground.

Sydney stepped out of the car that the CIA had issued to her. She had flown here quickly in one of their airplanes. Hurrying into the building she set out to get some answers. Jack had told her where everything was, so all she had to do was find Weiss and find out the rest.

After going through more than 20 transvestites, 13 men, and 15 women they couldn't decide one, then finally decided on one. Come on Weiss, Hurry up, Jack mentally urged the younger agent.

Skimming through the papers Weiss picked up more useful information. "…Meant to temporarily transfer one's knowledge to another person and vise versa…was a mistake in the instruction…machine does not do what it was supposed to do…the last two people the activator thinks of is the people who switch memories and knowledge…" Weiss read.

"Agent Weiss?" a man called.

"Yes?" he answered.

"The backup is here to pickup this stuff and bring it in for analysis. Why are you dressed like that? " The man informed Weiss.

"All right. *Sigh**blush* long story" Weiss told him. Man I need to change, quickly.

Weiss skimmed through the papers some more. The machine had a few problems, after a while the subject begin taking on characteristics of the sex of the person they switched with…. The machine does not switch knowledge…if the subjects don't reverse it within a week, there will be permanent damage. Uh, oh. *Light bulb mentally appears *gotta get Sydney and Jack down here.

The girl had black hair down to her shoulders, was wearing a ruby ring, a red frilly dress, with high heels to match and had solder-length black hair with a few red highlights in them. She carried an unknown accent that gave her words a special flare to them. She looked like she was from Asia, but nowadays you could never tell. From the 5 minutes they spent talking to her, she seemed to be like the female version of him. She seemed excited to meet him.

"There." Sark said with a sigh, "Done, now lead the way to the machine." He silently cursed himself for loving to play mind games with her. If he hadn't he would have had to go on this wild goose chase to play matchmaker. Oh well, too late now. Besides curiosity was getting the better of him.

Jack led Sark to where Weiss was dropping his mouth in shock to see that Sydney was now there talking to Weiss.

"Ja-Sydney we have a problem" Weiss corrected himself once he saw Sark. "What's he doing here?"

" Long story" Jack said.

"Ok, now stand here and here" Weiss instructed him. "We, don't have much time…I think…" Sark just stood back and watched a confused look on his face. Weiss followed the instructions he had found on the paper and just when he was about to activate it, Sark sneezed and he said bless you, and then activated it.

Sydney smiled then told him, that Dorothy was back in Kansas. A code meaning that she was back in her popper body. Jack looked at Sydney confused as she walked over to Sark. "What about you?"

"Huh?" was his brilliant reply.

"Dad, I asked if you were alright." Sydney repeated. They heard a noise and ducked as something flew past them Jumping, they all ducked for cover. When they got back up, the machine had been destroyed.

When 'Jack' had requested for a CIA issued car in Mexico it had raised suspicions. So, naturally, they sent in some more agents to investigate. Vaughn, Katherine and some other agents came running screaming "What happened?". Harvey didn't ask the question he just simply walked in silently taking in the sites. He looked at Sark, Sydney and Jack with disinterest and focused his attention on the room around them. He seemed out of place. All the other agents were in combat attire but he was in a black suit with shoes to match. He didn't even have a gun.

The woman who Jack and Sark had chosen to fix Weiss with walked in with a woman who has red curly hair, a knee-length black tight dress, and was about Sydney's height. The woman looked at Michael and said, "baby?"

A/N: So did you like it? That was the end…. Mwhahahaha I love cliffes. Don't worry. It wasn't the end of the story. Just the end of part 1. I wont start posting part 2 up till 2004. It should be up around the VERY beginning of January. Review and tell me what you thought of it. Oh and Fanfictionfrk4eva, don't worry; remember what I told you, you'll be in part 2. PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!! Rambaldi's obsession with the number 47 will be explained in part 2! Enjoy!