*Disclaimer*: Nope, my imagination could never make up any thing as cool as Alias. But JJ's is.
Dedication: Naughty/nice/brilliant/(bbclarinetgurl)!
A/N: Hah! Enjoy the lots of Sarkney in this chapter. I figured I owed it to everyone. Enjoy it; I know I will. This chapter will be fluffy! *Quote from Lilo and Stitch* "But I like fluffy!" Yes stitch, and so do we. I apologize for any OOC-ness; except for the Sarkney no apology for that. Thanks bbclarinetgurl for 'beta'ing my story. She's probably either gonna yell at me or kick my ass because I didn't send her this chapter but she never gave me back a 'beta'ed version of the last chapter and I needed to get it up, so bbclarinetgurl, I'm so sorry. Oh yeah SARKLOVER, I forgot to put it in the story, but it was Sydney having the flashbacks. So sorry. Please review my stories, they make me so happy… also they keep me from making horrible things happen to our favorite characters.
If I get at least 5 reviews then I will post the next chapter in 2 or 3 days. Promise.. Maybe even 1.
HATE LAUREN? LOVE FLUFF? THEN YOU WILL LOVE THIS CHAPTER!
The quote in this chapter "…practice to deceive." I did NOT make up that quote. I got that from reading this one Fanfic and I forgot the name and the author. Please if you're the author please note; I am NOT taking any credit for that quote. That "…build me a bridge…" I got that from a friend who always says that quote. Amanda, I'm borrowing your quote. Hehe, trouble in paradise… but for which couple? As always check at the end of the story for replies to your reviews.
Previously on "A twisted world after all":
***Maid's POV***
She smirked as she said, "What, no hello?" Sark slapped her and she flew onto the bed. "Ow" she cried in pain. She rolled off the bed and headed for her cart. Grabbing her gun off the cart she aimed it at Sark. "Should I tell sister dearest that you said hi?" she asked.
***Irina's POV***
Irina burst into the room shouting at the maid, "Mila! Drop it!" The girl looked at Irina her eyes full of tears. "Mommy?"
***Sydney's POV***
She turned around as fast as she could and headed back to the lobby after she heard the shot. But, because of the people running around scared, she couldn't see a thing at first. When it did clear she saw a sight that brought tears to her eyes. There in the midst of the people running were Lauren and Vaughn in an embrace. Turning around she headed quietly toward her room once more.
***Vaughn's POV***
He pulled away from the embrace with his wife after a few minutes, grimacing in pain. It didn't take long for more agents to enter the hotel yelling at the civilian to stay put. A medic came up to him ad escorted the two of them outside to teak care of his wound. He saw Dixon go into a "cable" van.
***Dixon's POV***
"See if you can find Agent Bristow anywhere in the building. If you see Derevko, shoot her. Make sure you shoot to kill. If you absolutely cannot, then bring her in. Tell his to Bristow if you see her." Dixon spoke through a COM link to the agents inside the hotel.
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"So, you mean you don't remember anything?" Sark asked worriedly.
"No" Sydney shook her head. Sark looked down disappointed. He knew what he had to do. He just hoped Sydney would appreciate it, or at least remember it.
With a sigh he told Sydney, "You know what you have to do." She looked down and quietly pulled a ring off her left ring finger. "If after, you do remember, and you still want to, then you can put it back on." With a sigh Sark mentally cursed Sloane in every language he knew of. Getting off the bed he took her hand and led her out of the room.
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***Sloane's POV***
Sloane played with a key to a room. Sydney had once asked him to hold this for her, so he did. When she came back, he gave her back the key, after making a copy of course. Something had to be in that room. There had to be some kind of answer in that room. Whatever it was, he would find it there, he was sure of it. Picking up the phone he booked a flight to Rome.
Chapter 9~ Enough to leave the CIA?
***Irina's POV***
Irina looked at the young girl with a look that demanded her to do as she was told. "Mila, drop it, please." she said softer, her look turning into that of a concerned mother. Mila dropped her gun shortly before Irina turned to look at Sark.
Sark wrinkled his head in confusion. Realizing that she shouldn't show her weaker side while Sark was around she demanded that he leave the room.
***Sark's POV***
Huh? What's up with Irina? Sark wondered. Oh well, he had come up extremely lucky in this situation so it was better just to 'float' along with this current of luck then to try to swim against it and end up in a worse situation. Shrugging he grabbed Mila's gun and headed out of the room.
"Sark!" Irina yelled.
Sark gave her a look of innocence. "What?"
"Leave the gun here," she demanded. Sark gave her a smirk, dropped the gun, then left room relived he hadn't lost an arm or a leg. Irina was very serious about her children, if you harmed a hair on their head without her permission and she found out; there was no place on Earth where you would be safe from her wrath. He walked down the hallway straightening his black suit when he saw a familiar figure walk by.
***Unidentified agent's POV***
"Ok, you three take the stairs, and the rest of you, come with me. Remember if you see Bristow, tell her what Dixon told us to tell her. Shoot Derevko if and when you see her." the agent yelled at the other agents. With this more agents spread out through the hotel.
***Lauren's POV***
"Are you ok Michael?" Lauren asked worriedly looking at her husband's wound.
"Yeah, I'll be fine. Once they finish dressing the wound, I'm going in after Derevko." Vaughn told her.
"The hell you are!" she challenged him.
***Sydney's POV***
Sydney walked slowly towards her room. She smirked as she remembered a familiar saying she had once heard. Man did that apply to life. "What a tangled web we weave-" she started.
"When we practice to deceive." a voice finished for her. The voice came out into her view and she had to admit she wasn't so surprised to see Sark standing there. His smirk only lasted for a few seconds before a look of concern washed over his face. "Are you alright?" he asked stepping closer to her.
With a sigh Sydney looked to the ground before looking back up at him. "What is alright? What is normal? I mean I am all right…I think… maybe… no… I don't know. It's just so confusing. Living this life when there's this huge gap in my life and I don't know where I was or with who. I mean I can't even get a clue as to wh-" Sydney started but was stopped when Sark kissed her. He gave her a boyish grin before her walkie-talkie went off.
"Bristow? Are you there? If you see Sark or Derevko shoot them at the first opportunity." a voice that probably belonged to one of her co-workers ordered her. She looked up at Sark.
"Aren't you supposed to shoot me now?" he asked.
"I never did follow by the rules," she said pulling him closer as she kissed him. "Wait, not here, they'll be looking for you out here." she said.
"Then where to?" he asked.
***Mila (aka Hannah)'s POV***
Mila just stared at her mother. Her shock turned to anger in a few minutes. "How dare you!" she yelled. "How dare you leave me! You left me alone all those years ago, crying and scared with a woman who didn't care if I dropped dead at that exact second you left. How can you leave me for more than 2 decades and then come back and expect me to be all peachy about it? How dare you? Do you know how many nights I cried myself to sleep? Do you know how many years I blamed myself for you leaving me? Do you know how long I thought I was the one who had ruined your life? How dare you make me think that! You never even told me I had a sister! I hate you! I hate you for being so selfish! Why did you come back? Did you think I needed my mom? I needed my mom when I was growing up and everyone had his or her moms and dads. I needed you when I was scared and no one understood what I was going through. I needed you all those nights I cried myself to sleep. You never even told me who dad was. Well guess what? I don't need you anymore! You left me in the dark about my life, my heritage, about everything! You left me for your own selfish reason and for that I will always hate you." By the time Mila had finished she was crying. She had expected Irina's face to soften, realizing what she had done to her. What she did not expect however was literally a slap in the face from mommy dearest. She held her cheek in pain as she got yelled at.
"Do you think I left by choice? I did not leave because I wanted to! I never wanted to leave either of you. I had to! You never asked me why I left! So don't accuse me of things you know nothing about! You don't know why I left! You don't know if I cried myself to sleep or if I stayed up all night blaming myself! You know nothing about my life, and listen up, I think it's time for a wake up call because your not the only person in this world who's had lots of bad breaks in life! So cry me a river, build me a bridge, and get over it!" she yelled before collapsing onto the bed in tears. Yep, sending Sark away had been a good thing. He would have leverage over her for the rest of her life had he still been here.
Mila sat there saying nothing. She wanted desperately to believe that she was seeing a rare version of Irina, the person she was before the KGB recruited her. But there was a voice in the back of head warning her that this could all be an act. This could be her having a breakdown, she mentally argued with the voice. Great, this is just great. When did I become schizophrenic? Mila thought with a snort.
***Sark's POV***
Sydney smiled and looked toward a room. Understanding what she was hinting at, Sark led her to his room.
***Weiss's POV***
*sigh* "I can't do this… not to Sydney." Weis muttered turning off his computer and packing up his things. It was getting late. I wonder if Mike has found a way to deal with his…situation. Running a hand through his hair Weiss headed home.
***Sydney's POV***
As soon as they were in Sark's hotel room (yes in the same hotel, surprise surprise) Sydney started kissing Sark making their way to the bed.
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Sark disappointedly broke the kiss with Sydney his face beaming.
"What is it? Do I have something in my teeth?" she asked uncertainly.
"Sydney" he said running his hand through her brown hair. *Sigh*. "I love you. I would go through a fire and hell twice for you. I would to anything to be with you. I have realized something after knowing you for these past few years. I used to think that you were just a rival, just a really sexy rival. Now I've realized that you are the one for me. Sydney, I love you more than anyone else, and you are the most beautiful woman I have ever met. I wanna be with you forever. Sydney Anne Bristow, will you marry me?"
Sydney couldn't stop grinning. Not 20 feet from them someone wasn't happy at this. In fact that same person was sending glares towards the happy couple.
"Do you need something miss?" a voice asked. Turning her head away for a second she turned to see some worker of the hotel staring at her.
"Uh no, thanks anyway" she answered in a very familiar accent. Turing her attention back to it's previous subject she sighed, she had missed her answer. But judging from the hugs, kisses, grins and laughs, it didn't take a genius to guess what her answer was. Either that, or they were extremely happy they didn't have to marry each other. And that would be extremely twisted.
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"Whoa" Sydney said breaking their embrace, shocking Sark.
"Is something wrong?" he asked.
"Sark, where was I these past 2 years?" Sydney said bluntly.
***Vaughn's POV***
"Excuse me? What did you just say?" he asked surprised.
"Here, let me make this easier for you to understand. Michael, that would be you, are NOT going back in that hotel after Irina. Is there anything in that sentence you did not get?" She demanded.
"Yeah, the part about me not going back in the hotel. I am a free man, and I'll do whatever the hell I want to as long as it's legal." he shot back.
"Well I am your wife and you just got shot your not going back in there, after you just finished getting it dressed like a minute ago!" she yelled.
"We need as many agents as we can get. We might actually have a chance of capturing Irina and or Sark." he argued.
"Listen Michael, you need to take a breather and stop living in your _dead_ father's shadow." Lauren argued.
***Unknown POV***
A woman walked quietly up to the "cable" van, looking around making sure that no one was looking.
***Sark's POV***
Sark wasn't surprised by the question. He knew she would ask if someday.
"I, I don't know where you were the whole time you were gone, but I do know part of it. I didn't know at first, that you didn't remember…where you were. I didn't find out until…awhile later. I knew it had seemed a little weird then when you talked to me there was no sarcasm, no hate, nothing except… interest." he started. "I thought you had turned over a new leaf. So if you could then I could. I slowed down a lot on what you could call crimes because.. I think I was afraid. Afraid of losing you. I had wanted you for so long. I didn't want to lose you so soon."
Sydney moved toward Sark and cupped his head as she kissed him.
"Bristow, are you there? I think I know where Sark is." a voice called from here walkie-talkie.
***Mila's POV***
"We have to go mommy," she said pulling her mom off the bed. "If we stay longer the CIA will soon be onto us. I have some things on the cart that you can change into. We can slip out of here easy. They don't have enough agents looking to catch us. The hotel's too small." she said. Irina nodded the hurried to get dress.
***Sloane's POV***
Arvin's gun poked him in his side as he walked out of the airport. Looking at the address he had written down from the key (which he had hidden) he got in a taxi and headed for the location on the key.
***Sydney's POV***
Things felt so good, so real, so perfect, so… right sitting here with Sark. Sydney didn't want it to go away not yet. Maybe, not ever. Before she thought about what she was saying Sydney said something he had told her before, "I love you so much, I would do anything to be with you."
He looked at her carefully before asking, "Enough to leave the CIA?"
A/N: I know, I know, not enough fluff. I'm sooo sorry. But at least there was some fluff. It would have been better had there not been like 20 million agents looking for them, or would it have? Everyone loves the thought of danger… Promise, more Sarkney coming up, answers too. Listen up I've got mid-terms coming up and I still have to buy a few presents for some friends so if you want the next chapter up really soon (maybe even tomorrow) make sure I get at least 5 reviews.
I give kudos to reviewers, replies to reviews:
SarkLover: I always love your reviews. Thanks for reviewing. They always make me so happy. I'm glad you're beginning to figure this all out.. But be careful things are not always what they appear to be. I love all your stories! I feel sad that I havent reviewed your stories in awhile but that's because theirs one I want you to update but you haven't in a really long time.
Fanficktionfrk4eva: Thanks for reviewing, you review just about all of my stories. I just might make her have something up her sleeve, you never know…, oh yeah and thanks for that uplifting message about chapter 7.
Believer: Ok, I won't hit you for just now starting to watch Alias. But I will say this… where have you been Alias is the best damn show in the world! (ok so it ties with Dark Angel, but that doesn't come on anymore so…) Yes I can recommend some Alias sites for you. First of all, www.abc.com , just go there and search under their shows and you'll find Alias. www.sd-1.com , www.allalias.com, those are just some of the many Alias sites that you can go to. Email me if you want some more sites or information on the show. I've watched the show since Season 1, episode 1... And I'm hooked for life! Hehe…