*Disclaimer*: Nope, don't own Alias, but if someone wants to give it to me… you'd be my best friend for… forever. Wish I owned it, but I don't. JJ, ABC, Bad Robot, etc. owns it, I don't *pout*. Do we have to keep on doing this?

Dedication: If you don't already know who I'm dedicating this to, then you should really pay attention and go look at the first 2 chapters. They will tell you. Then come back and read/review this chapter. She will probably be mad at me because she is my beta and I forgot to send her the 2nd and 3rd chapter so she could beta it. Oh well, hope she doesn't hit me.

A/N: Sorry, I couldn't update sooner; my Internet was fucked up. I promise some Sarkney coming up, I promise! It'll take place really soon. If not you can take a frying pan and come after me… joking…maybe. If you look at the bottom of the page I have replied to your reviews right before the Author's note. Enjoy the story and the replies. MAJOR kudos to all my readers/reviewers. OMG! I just realized the typos im the last story "Taking a few steps back from the sting of the slap Sydney forgot about it when she realized what Lauren was doing" it was supposed to be Hannah not Lauren. I was just thinking about what to do with Lauren at the time and wrote the wrong name. Sorry.

*I have another question. Do Lauren and Vaughn live in a house together now? * I'm gonna use that until I find out.

Last time on "At twisted world after all"

"You bitch!" Hannah cried out as she stood back up and slapped her. Dodging Hannah's next couple of moves proved to be easy. Sydney learned quickly that Hannah had 1 flaw. She easily underestimated people. Especially when it came to their fighting skills. Giving her a spin kick Hannah fell to the ground. Pretending to be injured Hannah took the opportunity to slap Sydney hard across the face. Taking a few steps back from the sting of the slap Sydney forgot about it when she realized what Lauren was doing. Sark had up till then just casually sat back and watched that fight. As if he were watching a golf game, or someone pouring his wine. When Sark realized what she was doing he sprang into action. He ran quickly to the door where they were fighting but before he could lay a hand on Hannah, he slipped and fell on a piece of paper. *Lol* His ego and pride were hurt far more than he physically was. Had they been in a different situation, Sydney might have burst out laughing at Sark's clumsiness. Mr. I'm-A-BADASS-WHO-CAN'T-BE-TOUCHED- Sark slipping and falling on a piece of paper. Taking off the safety Hannah aimed the gun at Sydney. No matter how good of a potential agent Hannah was this was her first 'field mission'. Sydney swiftly kicked the gun out of her hands, it landed somewhere underneath the desk. Giving the young woman a punch and a few kicks she just stood there. Sark tackled her once he saw her trying to do the same to Sydney. After all, he couldn't have her attacking someone that he needed in order for his plan to work. Or, was it because of something else?

Chapter 3~Truth takes time

Sydney stood there wondering why Sark had tackled the young woman. Hannah uh? What was her last name? That's right, no one knew. Like Sark she had a closet full of secrets. Sydney had begun wondering how Sark supposedly knew where she was. He had been in CIA custody. Or had he? Could she really trust this terrorist or did he have her right where he wanted her? Dumb enough to believe he knew anything about her disappearance. If there hadn't been doubt on her mind she would have simply turned on her heel and left or took them both down. Except, there was this little voice in the back of her head whispering, "What if? What if he did know? What if he did know and he really wanted to help her?" Damn that voice. She frowned and heard a crash. Hannah scurried to her feet and ran out of the room. Right before she closed the door she said calmly, an all to familiar phrase, "Truth takes time." With that she closed the door hurrying away before they could follow her.

All that was left was a dumbstruck Sydney and Sark staring at the door.

"Who is she?" Sydney demanded. Then after a thought she added, "…really. Who is she really?"

Michael and Lauren sat in their car driving home. Lauren was crying and Vaughn couldn't figure out why. He had asked, but she said it was nothing.

"Lauren" he tried again with a sigh, "…really. What's really going on?"

She stared at the floor even as Vaughn pulled into their driveway. "Laurie?" *silence* "Lauren?" She calmly walked up to the house and opened the door, not saying a word, leaving her husband in confusion as he followed her into the house. "Baby?" he asked saying the first pet name he could think of. Man, if she was crying before then now she was howling. What the fuck? Then it hit him. Before she had started crying again he had mentioned something about babies. Maybe it was…forget it! He had to go get his wife and ask her.

"Sark?" Sydney asked.

"A woman… I think. What about you?" was Sark's smug reply.

Just like that British bastard to reply with something like that, Sydney thought angrily. Fine, two can play that game. "Yes, if that's your question, yes, I am a woman, just like you." Sark just glared at her.

"Well… are you going to tell me?"

*Silence*

"Sark."

*Silence*

"Sark?"

*Silence followed by the cocking of one eyebrow and a smirk*

"Sark!" Sydney said slapping him out of whatever daydream he was currently involved in. Probably of him defeating Irina and Sloane and becoming the most powerful person in the entire world.

"I need you to go on a mission for me first."

"How do I know I can trust you? How do I know that you wont betray me?"

"You don't, but if you don't wanna trust me you can leave; the door's right over there," he said pointing to the door.

"Damn you" Sydney muttered under her breath.

"What was that?" Sark asked with a smirk.

"Why do you want my help?"

"Because, I have something you want. You trust me-"

"Wow, wow, wow! Who said anything about me trusting you?"

"Oh yeah, that's right it's about curiosity."

"No it's not"

"Yes it is. That's the same reason why you opened your apartment door that night. The same reason why you didn't fight me. You're curious. And that's why you'll trust me."

*silence*

"You know silence says a whole lot more than words ever could. I'm right aren't I? That's why you're not saying anything. You do trust me. And that scares you. So do you want the mission or not?"

"What? Another failure? And you expect to be a leader?" a man shouted at a person who was looking at the ground.

"Lauren! Ba-honey you have to cooperate with me. How can you expect me to fix things when you wont tell me what's wrong? Lauren?" Vaughn sighed. His wife could be stubborn sometimes. Like a certain other agent I know, he thought a feeling of nostalgia rising up within him.

*****************flashback***************** (just pretend your hearing flashback sounds or if you went you can make them yourself.

"Julia" a man said, "Certainly you will reconsider your answer. I'm sure you wouldn't want to make me angry. After all I could just take my anger out on this man." He signaled to his guards to bring the man in. "Surely you wouldn't want me to hurt him."

Julia sucked in her breath as the man fell to the ground too weak to even stand up. His hair was soiled with blood and dirt, turning his hair into a mixture of red and dark brown.

"Whoops I guess we already started to." the man laughed. Filled with anger Julia punched the man and grabbed the unnamed man and dragged him out of the room. As soon as she did she heard someone shout, "Police, freeze!" and was met with more than 20 guns aimed at her an the man. Oh well, there was only 1 thing left to do.

**********End******Flashback*******and**end****flashback******noises

Sydney turned her head to the left and stared at Sark. Who the hell was the guy? Did Sark know him. Damn Sark and her two-year memory gap. Why had it triggered now? She realized that Hannah had left some dirt when she made her speedy exit and that Sydney had touched some of it afterwards when she unconsciously touched one of the walls. Sydney shivered and wondered if this room was part of her past, or if that dir was. If so, what was the dirt doing here? Sydney had a sinking feeling that either Sark and Hannah were working together or that Hannah had something to do with her disappearance.

"Sydney are you ok?" came Sark's worried question. Wait, worried? Yes, as much as Sydney tried to deny it, there had been genuine concern in his voice.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine." She said as she struggled weather or not to tell him about what she had just experienced.

"Julia" Sark said honestly as he headed for the door. "Your name was Julia." With that he closed the door and left. He had meant to give her answers to her questions, but instead only brought more questions. She licked her lips as she sighed disappointed that he hadn't stayed longer for some fun. Wait did she just think that? She had to get out of here fumes or something was messing up her mind. So she was the woman the guy was talking to. Why was the police after them? Who was the unnamed man. He looked familiar but with all the dirt and blood she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Hmm Julia, Julia, Julia…

********************Flashback******************(either make your own noises or just imagine that they're there)

Julia gave the man a smile as he walked up to his desk to get a sip of his wine. Walking slowly up behind him she pulled out a knife and slit his throat.

***************End Flashback***********end noises too**************

Sydney gasped and looked around. Had that been her? Why was her hair blonde? Had she killed a man in cold blood. Was there a reason behind that kill? She had to get out of here. Running out of the room she stopped in the bathroom almost forgetting to change back into her party clothes. Smiling as she entered back into the club she spotted a guy smiling at her and coming towards her. The man looked oddly familiar. Although Sydney could have sworn she had never seen him before in her life.

"Sweetie?"

After a moment of silence she finally revealed what had been on her mind. "I'm pregnant". Michael almost burst with joy. He was smiling and laughing and yelling in happiness. But somehow in the back of his head he knew something was wrong. His wife didn't seem to be all that thrilled to be pregnant. Why was she looking so sad? Did she think that he didn't want a child? Did she think that the child would be neglected?

"Don't worry, the baby won't be neglected. Do you know what sex it is?". Lauren forced a smile on her lips and shook her head. Why was she not looking happy? What was wrong?

****************Flashback**************************(You know the drill)

"But Mila sweetie, it's for the best" a woman pleaded.

"No! I don't wanna go!" the little girl argued.

"They can take better care of you than I can. I promise baby, you'll thank me later." the lady explained.

"But why mommy?" the girl asked.

*sigh* "Because truth takes time. Goodbye baby, I love you." with that the unknown woman walked off leaving the crying girl with a lady whose face remained expressionless as she held back the girl from running back to her mom.

*fast forward to another scene in flashback*

"Mila? What the hell kind of name is Mila?" a woman asked.

"But I like my name." the girl argued.

"Well I don't, and I'm your guardian now so I says what goes and what stays. And your name is defiantly going. I'm gonna call you from now on… Hannah. And if you don't answer by that name and that name only then you wont get supper toys or anything. Not even warmth in the winter. You need to learn to respect me. You will respect me, understood?"

*************End Flashback******************************************

Kudos to my reviewers! Replies to the reviews:

B: Glad you like it, don't worry I will write the next chapter soon so you wont forget about this story.

Landi104: Don't worry I will keep writing, thankz for loving my story.

Landi104: Let's hope his hair grows out

Leonsalanna: Sorry to ask this. But have you been watching Alias? Lauren is Vaughn's wife. I had to show that he had some affection for his wife. As my sis told me "Oh, oh haha- don't do that again" sorry about that. She, Sydney, Hannah and some other people are gonna play important roles in this story.

Liss: Who is Hannah? Don't worry I promise in this chapter and in the chapters coming up I'll tell you a little bit more abut Hannah.

Portia Malfoy: thanks for telling others about my story.

Christina2002: Have no fear; I have posted more.

Sark: Same thing as Christina.

Cruzstar: I will elaborate on that! Thanks for using a quote from the story.

Niki: I might have her hit her later on don't lose sleep on it.

Fanatic482: I appreciate you letting me know that Sydney now lives in an apartment.

Leonsalanna: Yes, more chapters are coming.

Celtic Jedi: Thanks for letting me know about Sydney's living situation.

FORBIDDEN: Thanks for the review, glad you love it.

A/N: So did you like it? Did it answer some of your questions? I promise major Sarkney coming up. I just can't rush it all, if I did then you guys would be yelling at me, saying 'she would just like go make out with him for no reason'…Or would you? I promise I will speed up the Sarkney process a little bit though. Please read and review. Tell me what you thought of it and what you want to happen. If you don't tell me or at least hint it to me and the story doesn't end up the way you wanted it to then don't blame me. I hope you like the story and keep on reviewing. More Sarkney and answers coming soon.

-Luv ya all

LilsurferSango