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A/N: Here's an update. I do not watch the Alias show anymore and have not for a while, so I will be finishing the Alias stories that I have already started on here, but that aren't finished yet. But I will not be writing anymore new Alias stories. Please remember to review! My Alias stories have nothing to do with whatever is happening on the show now.
"It's time to get out of the car, Sydney." Sark said with a slight smile.
Sydney glared at the use of her name coming from Sark's mouth.
"Oops. I mean Ms. Bristow." Sark said with a mischievous glint in his cool, blue eyes.
Grabbing her arm, he started to open the door. Sydney knew that this would probably be her one chance to run.
Sark underestimated her. He didn't even think that she might try to run with her hands bound the way they were.
Opening the door, he moved behind her and shoved her out of the car, temporarily letting her go in the process.
Irina was on the other side of the car still and didn't see Sark let go of Sydney.
Sydney wasted no time in running as fast as she could.
Sark was to stunned to move as he looked at her, retreating form, in surprise.
"Catch her, Sark." He heard Irina shriek.
She was coming around the car as fast as she could.
As Sydney ran, she could not believe the ridiculousness of the situation. She thought briefly how stupid she must look, loping across the ground with her hands tied behind her back.
A moment later, Sark caught up with her and grabbed her arm fiercely.
"Now, now, Ms. Bristow. You haven't even seen your accommodations and you already want to leave?"
"Let go of me, Sark!" Sydney growled.
"My, my, you're testy. Now, be a good girl, it's cold out here. We don't want you catching cold, now do we?"
"You probably do." Sydney said with a nasty snarl.
"Oh. You cut me to the quick. I can't believe that you would think that I would want harm to befall you." Sark said.
"And I'm tied up, why?" Sydney asked mockingly.
"To keep you from running away of course. And just so you know, this was not my idea. This is all your mother's doing. I'm just working for her." Sark confided as they walked toward Irina.
Irina was standing by the limo, watching them warily. She heard Sark's last comment and scowled.
"Keep your mouth shut, Sark! As you said, you work for me. Not the other way around. Keep quiet." Irina ordered.
Sark shrugged at Sydney and handed her over to Irina. "Here you go. I have work to do."
"Come along, Sydney." Irina said as she carefully took Sydney's arm in her hand.
Sydney silently walked along and looked at her surroundings.
They were somewhere along the coast, up on a high cliff. She could see the waves crashing down below them, and a white sandy beach stretching out along the water line.
Irina silently watched her as she led her toward a white cape cod style house, with blue shutters and a blue front door.
Sydney silently climbed the steps and followed Irina inside.
A/N: Here's an update! Please leave a review and let me know what you thought! Please keep all reviews G rated, with no bleeped out with stars, implied, or actual cuss words! Thanks!