CHAPTER.2:

Disclaimer: Don't own anything regarding ALIAS. Except maybe the plotline in this fic, and ALIAS-related stuff I've bought. But you know what I mean, so don't sue.


"When are you going to kill him? It's been two weeks, and you don't even take that much blood at one time. They're always just nibbles. Like your not really hungry. What's up with you?" Vaughn asked, a slightly sad Syd, who was sitting on a comfortable overstuffed chair.

"I just like his blood, I don't want to drink it all at once. I wanna make it last as long as it can. Are you jealous of my food, Vaughn?" She asked, intrigued but hid it behind a shield of sad, hazel brown eyes.

"Now why should I be that? He's just that, food, right?" He asked, Syd who had stood up and was closing a window.

She was only clad in faded, hip-hugging blue jeans and a dark-red T-shirt that ended just above her belly-button.

"Off course! He's nothing else. ..."She mutters something so low that even though Vaughn has super-strength hearing he didn't catch it.

"What was that? What did you just say?" He asks her, as he comes up to her and lays a hand on her shoulder.

She turns around to face him, her eyes on fire.

Now or never. This has been going on for too long. She will not take this anymore.

"I said; I wish he was more. But he doesn't deserve this. Maybe he's a bad man, but I don't feel like he's that. But I...would never...take away...his choices...like you.... DID to... ME, you son of a bitch!!" She ends up screaming , as she stabs one of her wooden sticks she had used to hold her, now, long brown hair.

Not like last time, she actually hit his heart this time and really pushed it into him.

"Now you really die. I know it's this damn rule that says you shouldn't kill your sire, but I DON'T give a FU#$!! Goodbye!" She kisses him, harshly on the lips, literally only seconds before he's dust.

"Asshole!!" She told, the pile of ash on the carpet as she walks over it and walks out the door.


Sark wasn't sure how long he'd been there, but he thought maybe Syd was beginning to have feelings for him.

It was stupid he knew, but he had cared for her since he saw her at that club and they danced to that Norah Jones song.

He's pulled from his thoughts as he looks up and sees a quite sad Sydney.

"Hi! I have to be going away soon now and I..." She was telling him, when he cut her off.

"You have to kill me. I understand, I'm not afraid to die, I never have. Go ahead. Nice knowing you. Except for the whole you being an vampire. I wish you had been human or me vamp." He told her, as he looked at the now closed window that he had first seen her at after he had woken up again.

"NO! I'm not gonna kill you. I'm gonna let you go, hope you'll be happy in the sun." She tells him, as she loosens his tied down hands from the queen-sized bed.

"What about Vaughn? Won't he just kill me, and what about you? What will he do to you?" He asked her, worry in his dark blue pools of eyes.

"He's no more. Killed him, just minutes ago. Told him I wouldn't do to you, what he did to me. Won't take your choices away. Your sunlight." Sydney told him, as she sat on the bed next to him.

"Maybe I don't want the Sun. Maybe I want the moon. Maybe I just want to be with you." He told her, she looks at him sharply.

She stood up, and walked to the door.

"Can't do that, you'd end up hating me. You don't know what you're talking about. Bye! Maybe we'll see each other again. I certainly hope so." She told him, as she walked out of the room.

Leaving Sark, still sitting on the bed.

He brought his hand up to his neck, and grazed his fingers over her mark.

She had marked him, not really meaning to do it. Well, maybe her sub-conscious did.


THE END!!!! (might do a sequel) Please, R&R!!

A/N: hoped you liked it. I finished it at 6:04 in the morning of 22.04.2004. Tell me what you thought. Please, FEEDBACK but don't be mean. Dru, Iceland