Disclaimer: I don't own Alias... *tear*

A/N: This is the last chapter, so read and tell me what you thought of this chapter, story and lastly, its prequel. BTW: We are still using the fact that Sydney lives in a house b/c its more convenient.

Suggested listening: Hold on by Good Charlotte.

~Epilogue~

***Unknown POV***

She set her brush down on her dresser. She had just finished brushing her curly blonde hair. Sighing, she decided that it would do. She left her room wearing shorts and a blue shirt and went hopping down the stairs of her house to eat breakfast. She gave a yelp as she tripped over a book. Sitting up, she noticed the object and pulled it closer to her. It was a book her mom used to read to her when it was little. Its title had been worn with age, but was still clearly legible, Unhappily Ever After. She had loved the book until it went missing. Never having read the end since it was read to her at bedtime and always falling asleep before hearing it, she had always wondered how it ended. Picking up the book, she stood up and walked into the kitchen.

"Mom, will you read the ending of this to me?" she asked to a woman in a red blouse, jeans, and an apron.

The woman, presumably the mother rolled her yes, sat down and crack open the book.

"Seriously, can we read this in the living room honey?" the mom asked walking into the living room.

Opening the book to the right page the mom began narrating.

"Sydney woke up in her bed with Weiss sitting by her bed. He rushed her with questions, but she didn't feel like answering any of them. She just wanted to find Sark. He couldn't have died, he was Sark, and Sark did not die…

***Sydney's POV***

That whole day she was going insane with possibilities. Everyone else had checked in with his or her status or they had found their body… All except Sark. It made her consider leaving this world…

This world, this world is cold
But you don't, you don't have to go
You're feeling sad you're feeling lonely
And no one seems to care
You're mother's gone and your father hits you
This pain you cannot bare

The next day, lo and behold, there on her nightstand lay a necklace. Her necklace. Underneath the necklace was a short note. It simply stated, 'Hold On. See you soon baby…

Luv always,

Julian.'

But we all bleed the same way as you do
We all have the same things to go thru

The happiness that consumed her just then was like that of someone winning the lottery or even winning American Idol. That night Sark had come to her house…"

"And then what?" the girl asked eagerly.

Hold on...if you feel like letting go
Hold on...it gets better than you know

"I don't think I feel comfortable describing it to you, you are my daughter after all." the mom defended.

"Hey! You have been reading me this story since I was 6!" the daughter argued.

"Skipping forward," the mom continued, "the night she was knocked unconscious it seems that Sark hadn't been the one to manually detonate it. A woman named Lauren Reed did. Sark claimed that he had found her with the weapon and was already halfway through, saying that she was a failure. She didn't deserve to live. He tried to talk her out of it, but couldn't. He barely had enough time to get out of the building before it blew.

Your days you say they're way too long
And your nights you can't sleep at all (hold on)
And you're not sure what you're waiting for
But you don't want to no more
And you're not sure what you're looking for but you don't want to no more

Mila had killed Crystal in her anger. There were other casualties though; Marshall was no longer with them as were many other agents on both sides. Sydney had told Vaughn that they were over and to move on with his life because she already had. Vaughn had been in the hospital for a week after the incident while Sydney spent only a couple of days. Jack had left the CIA, Dixon learned of Diane's true identity and turned her over to the Government, and Weiss got a new girlfriend, compliments of Sydney. Mila aka Hannah sent her daughter, Stacia aka Stacey to live with her sister's father, Jack. He wasn't all that thrilled, but eventually she grew on him. Sydney being knocked unconscious was just the after effect of the drug that was injected in her. All that was left was Sydney and if she should give everything up for Sark…"

Hold on...if you feel like letting go
Hold on...it gets better than you know

"So? What did she choose?" the girl pressed.

"They made a pack, that if they did agree to give everything up for each other that they would give their first child Sydney's necklace. As a symbol that you have to fight for what to love and believe in. A symbol that the best things in life are worth fighting for. That things weren't just handed to you and that not everyone lived happily ever after." the mom told her, dodging her question.

Don't stop looking you're one step closer
Don't stop searching it's not over...hold on

"Then one day unexpectedly, there was an accident… and then Weiss went to join Marshall," the mom informed her tears stinging her eyes.

"So? Did she choose him?" the girl asked curious.

"What do you think?" the mom asked her closing the book and walking into the kitchen.

"This story is so not true." the girl scoffed.

The camera zooms out and we see dozens of pictures of Sydney and Sark- at their wedding, birthday parties, with a baby, or just plain pictures. And in the middle of all these memories lay a chest. The chest was padlocked and hadn't been opened for years. Because inside the chest lay a necklace. An necklace with a pendant embedded wit diamonds and a Blue Diamond in the middle. It looked like a 'J' and 'S' combined…

Hold on...if you feel like letting go
Hold on...it gets better than you know

Don't stop looking you're one step closer
Don't stop searching it's not over...

Hold on...if you feel like letting go
Hold on...it gets better than you know...hold on

We hear the phone ring and the answering machine pick up, "Hey you've reached me, Kendra Lazaray; I'm not here right now so leave a message after the beep…"

El fin

A/N: About the mom explaining what happened when Sark came back… I started to write that, but then I had this image in my head of my mom describing some sex scene to me and it was just weird… so I didn't put it in. Could you imagine your mom/dad describing it to you without being grossed out? So, what do you think? Review, review, review, please. That's it. Tell me what you thought of it. Seriously, flame me or not just please review. Soon, I'll put up the Challenge to go with this fic.