Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own Alias. Would you like me to make you an analogy for you to remember that?
Dedication: to the one and only SarkLover.
A/N: Sydney's first flashback will be weird and won't make sense. Hopefully you'll understand why. I'll explain at the end. BTW: Grams nickname, short for Grandma nickname, short for Grandmother. I borrowed it from Charmed; it's what they call their grandmother.
Thanks FabFae55 for telling me when Sydney's birthday is! (April 14th 1975)
Chapter 1- A week earlier
---Sydney's POV---
Sydney sat down on the bed in the motel, letting the tears slide down her cheek. Only a few hours ago, she had thought that leaving Sark was the only way to avoid the prophecy. Not knowing what to do, she had fled the apartment building and ended up at this motel. She had to stay low, until she figured out what she was gonna do. She stared at her walkie-talkie wondering if she should have brought it at all. Will I go back? Should I go back? She still could; after all, the CIA was under the impression that Sark had took her hostage.
---Weiss's POV---
He stared at his best friend in bewilderment. What is wrong with him? Must have something to do with Sydney. He reasoned. They had now made their way into the building.
---Sark's POV---
He turned over restlessly in his sleep. Something didn't feel right. His eyelids opened suddenly as he looked around. He tuned his head only to see that Sydney was gone. He let out a sigh, she still didn't trust him… and had gone back to Vaughn. Should he have just left her alone?
I ran into a friend of yours the other day
And I asked her how you been
She said my girl is fine jus bought a house
Got a job a real good man
I told her I was glad for u that's wonderful
But does she ever ask bout me
She said shes happy with her life right now
Let her go let her be
And I told myself I would
but something in my heart would just not let you go
I just want to know
What if we were wrong about each other
what if you were really made for me
what if we were supposed to be together
would that not mean anything
what if that was supposed to be my house
that you go home to everyday
how can you be sure that things are better
if you cant be sure your heart ain't still here with me
Still wanting me
Or maybe she did and she left because of something else. He got up; his suit wrinkled from sleep. Running a hand through his hair he grabbed his keys. He had to find Sydney. Something is wrong; something has gone horrendously wrong. His hand was on the doorknob and was bout to turn it when he heard footsteps. Shit.
---Sydney's POV---
She opened her bag and emptied out its contents. A few shirts, 3 jeans, 2 shorts, 1 skirt, 1 pair of boxer shorts( ), a dress shirt that was obviously Sark's, a wad of bills, a gun, a sock, a brush, a scrunchie, a toothbrush, a towel, and a flashlight. She cursed herself for not getting other things, but she'd have to deal with what she had gotten. But as she was about to put the items back, she noticed something else.
---Vaughn's POV---
They were almost there when his walkie-talkie went off.
"Agents, fallback, we have a new location on Agent Bristow. There will be a pickup outside of red point." Dixon told them through the walkie-talkie. Red point was a code given to a building next door to this one. Following the command, all the agents filed out of the building. All, except for two, Vaughn stepped closer to the door, he knew someone was still there. He just knew it.
I told her that I dream of you quite often
she jus cut her eyes at me
she said you've got a home you're very happy
so jus stop your meddling
I told her that I won't
I said that things were cool
but I guess I was wrong
I still cant move on
He wondered, if he should leave Lauren for Sydney. God knew, he still loved her.
what if that was supposed to be my house
that you go home to everyday
how can you be sure that things are better
if you cant be sure your heart ain't still here with me
Still wanting me
That could be my food on the table at the end of the day
hugs and the kisses all the love being made
what the hell do u expect me to say
what if its really supposed be this way
what if you're really supposed to be with me
"Michael!" Weiss yelled. "We gotta go." he took his friend and had to practically drag him away.
---Sark's POV---
"Well Sydney, you were right, patience is our greatest ally." Sark muttered grabbing his gun, he prepared to follow the agents, they would do all the work, and lead him to Sydney.
What if we were wrong about each other
how can you be sure that things are better
if you cant be sure your heart ain't still here with me
Still wanting me
After the footsteps got softer and farther away he peeked into the peephole before following them.
---Sydney's POV---
She picked up the object tracing it lightly with her forefinger. It was a silver pendant on a sterling silver chain with numerous diamonds embedded in it. In the heart of the pendant was her birthstone, a beautiful luminous
Blue Diamond. The pendant was a peculiar shape. It looked like… like an 's' except at the bottom of the 's' it curved upwards towards the left with a dash (A/N: -) sitting on top of one end and beside the other. Come to think of it, it looked like an 's' and a 'j' combined. Put the necklace on and continued tracing it while she whispered, "Did Sar-Julian give this to me?" Sydney's eyes fogged up rapidly…
(((Flashback)))
song "Numb" by Linkin Park plays softly in background+
"Sydney marry me-"
"Santa Barbara?"
"Miscarriage?"
"It's too dangerous."
"Hello Simon."
"Where am I?"
"Look out!"
"You're dying."
"My name is Julia, Julia Thorne."
"This place is perfect."
Wink
"I am over him."
"Wanna play with me?"
"You're beneath me."
"The only time I ever feel anything is…"
"Is that so wrong?"
"I must admit you picked yourself a very pretty sheila."
"Why?"
"I need your help."
"I think I broke something."
"What do I do?"
"We're all screwed."
"What's wrong with her?"
"Get off her!"
"You will pay for that."
"I'm falling forever…"
"What is your name?"
"Sydney."
"Come back to us."
"Trust no one."
"So, what do you think?"
"Hello Stacey."
"No, that was shitty, I hated that one."
"I'm in this thing alone."
"Yes, I am unpredictable."
"You want some fries with that?"
"I can't feel anything anymore."
"Just sits on his broke ass."
---Vaughn's POV---
The van hurried to the location. Sark must have found out, but how?
---Lauren's POV---
She sat there in the airport in Madrid, Spain looking around uncertain. Why did I just set fire to our house? A woman walked up to her and asked her in Spanish where the bathroom was. (A/N: sorry don't feel like translating.)
"Hola?" Lauren greeted her, saying one of the only things she knew in Spanish. You could clearly hear her British accent when she spoke and the woman smiled.
"Ah, you speak English. Where is the bathroom?" She asked. Lauren looked at her and told her calmly that it was around the corner. The woman just looked at her, pulled out a gun and shot Lauren.
---Vaughn's POV---
He was just about to jump out and toward the motel, when Weiss pulled him back.
"Michael, we just got reports of a fire. They don't think it was an accident either. Mike, someone burned down your house. They think that it might be the same person who burned down Sydney's old apartment." he told him. Vaughn looked at him shocked beyond belief. Remembering Sydney he shrugged it off. He ran into the lobby like part of the building asking the man working there if a Sydney Bristow had checked in.
---Sydney's POV---
Flashback is still going on++
"You weren't there when I was scared."
"I don't need your help."
"Hola¿ Como te llamas?" (A/N: It took forever to find the upside down question mark! This is why I hate writing Spanish on the computer!)
"Can I buy…"
"47"
"We'll take it"
"Why is she calling now?"
---Vaughn's POV---
The guy had told him only after he had shown proof of his authority. He told him, that neither Sydney Bristow had checked in here or any "Sark"; nor Julia Thorne, Julia Bristow, Julia Sark, Sydney Thorne, anyone named Lazeray, or Sydney Sark had either.
Weiss came up and asked him if any Anne had checked in and he told them no. Finally they gave him her description and he told them, yes, a woman fitting that description had checked in earlier, and was still here. He told them her room number and they hurried to it.
"Mike, when I called you that day and told you Syd had got her memories back, or at least some of them, do you think it was the right thing to do? I mean she asked me not to." Weiss started before getting glared at by his friend.
---Sark's POV---
He was at the motel too, and had heard everything, but had no clue how he was going to sneak past them.
---Mila's POV---
She looked up and saw the preteen looking both bored and interested at the same time.
"Mom, what's wrong with grams?" the girl whispered.
"She just, she needs some time to herself Stacey." Mila told the girl getting up and motioning for her to follow as she left the room.
---Weiss's POV---
He watched as his friend gently knocked on her door. He called her name then eventually broke down the door. They ran in to find Sydney with her back to them.
"Syd?" Vaughn asked uncertain. They walked around. The room was sparsely furnished, bearing only a lamp, 1 nightstand, 1 dresser, a television, a phone, a bed, carpet, and a mini-fridge in it.
"Sydney, are you ok?" Weiss asked. He lightly touched her shoulder, but she didn't respond.
Vaughn went to face the front of her. "I think she might be sleeping," he told Weiss.
"Sitting up?" Eric asked. He pulled Vaughn away from Sydney and gently shook her. She still wasn't responding. "I'm gonna call for backup, tell them we have a serious case of sleeping beauty." he joked leaving the room.
"Sydney!" Vaughn yelled. He exhaled loudly and shook her again. After a few seconds of debating he slapped her, but she still didn't respond.
---Sydney's POV---
In her head she can hear the song Bring me to life playing.
---Sark's POV---
He could hear them over the walkie-talkies. Something was wrong with Sydney. He had to get to her soon. Screw the CIA; Sydney needed him.
A/N: In case you didn't realize it, the weird flashback is Sydney getting back her memories. Isn't that so sweet? Sark's gonna come to her rescue… aww. What's wrong with Sydney? Will she come out of this trance-like state? So, Stacey is Mila's daughter, Weiss is NOT a double agent, so that leaves Diane, Lauren, Sloane, and Sydney's memory. So review, review, please.
