Title: Blurry
Author: Ren201
Spoilers: Up to 'The Telling' (end of season 2). I'll tell you if anything else from the show has happened as we go along.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with Alias! I only own the people you don't recognise, if there are any! I don't anything that belongs to anyone else.
Author's note: Thank you for all the reviews, I wouldn't have bothered to carry on if people hadn't reviewed, so thank you. Things should start to get better soon, I think.
Seems that people are voting against Sarkney! So do you want Syd/Vaughn or Sarkney, because right now I could go either way? So review and tell me, otherwise you might end up with something you don't want!
I'll tell you now, majority will rule, so review!
Oh yeah, I have had one reviewer, who has reviewed all three chapters, so I'm going to dedicate this chapter to you. Thanks for the encouragement oOspuffy4everOo! *Big grins* That was my first dedication!
So here's my lame attempt at replying to my reviews.
Have faith Supergirl14! Now that's something I never thought I would say. Serendipity112233, totally agree with you. I'm pretty sure that most people would have jumped long ago. But that's what we love 'bout Syd, she never falls. Rach and Fair Cate, glad you noticed that 'bout the video as well! SonnyCarlyJasonCourtney, thank you for your support and reviews, much appreciated!
Anways, on with the story ...
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"I'm sorry I ruined your life." Sydney said before gently whispering, "You should have let me fall, I should never have come back."
Sydney left wondering how someone's heart can break so many times over the course of one day.
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Sydney stumbled into her apartment, slamming the door as she entered. Her tears were once again flowing freely down her face. 'She's pregnant ... Lauren's pregnant...' Was the only thought Sydney had managed to devise, as she tried to take another deep breath to compose herself. Pulling her keys back out of her pocket, she threw with as much force as she could render, into the darkness before her.
"You were about to jump off of a bridge, and yet, you still remembered your keys?" Sark questioned as he caught her keys in mid air.
Sydney whipped her head around towards the direction of the intruder, unsure on how to act, as she blinked back the tears that seemed to constantly blur her vision.
Completely surprised by the sudden voice that greeted her in her frequently quiet apartment, as she searched the darkness, that engulfed her apartment, for the source of the unwelcome response to her arrival.
"What are you doing here Sark?" Sydney whispered, which would have been barely audible if it wasn't for unnerving silence that surrounded them.
Sark didn't respond. Instead he quickly moved towards her sweeping her into his arms. His sudden movement caught her by surprise as she tried to pull away from the comfort he offered. Confused by what was happening she wondered; if the entire world had gone mad, or was it just her?
"He never deserved you, you deserve so much better than him Sydney. It's going to be ok, I promise. It will all be ok, I promise you." Sark whispered into her ear as she gave into his embrace and fell into the comfort he offered. There were no questions, no threats; only a silence that forged a temporary truce between two enemies and two lovers. A comfort that gave Sydney hope again, something that she hadn't felt since her return.
"It ... it hurts so much." Sydney breathed, "It hurts to breathe. I ... I can't stand it anymore." Sydney cried shakily, allowing her body to once again give into the unbearable pain and exhaustion.
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Sydney woke up hours later to find herself wrapped in Sark embrace, exactly where she was when she fell asleep. Surprised that he was still there, and confused by what was happening, Sydney attempted to move out of his arms.
"You're awake?" Sark questioned, making more of a statement than asking a question.
"This is as good as it gets. This is probably the most sleep I've had in weeks." Sydney mumbled as she pulled herself to away form the comfort and warmth of Sark's body, immediately regretting the decision once she was leaning against the cold, uninviting wall, looking out into the early morning sky. Sighing she realised that it must have been at least 3 am. It had been a long day, too long.
"I know. I guess the nightmares are too much to handle." Sark sighed, remembering the nights he would sit and watch Sydney during her horrific dreams, wishing that he could comfort her in someway, any way. He knew then that he couldn't, as he did now.
"Yeah, you could say that." Sydney said as she paused allowing her instincts to kick in.
Pulling herself further away from him, she asked the question she dreaded to ask.
"How ... how did you know about the nightmares? Why are you here? How did you know what was going to happen ... today?" Sydney stammered, attempting to stand.
"That's not important right now Sydney. You can't carry on like this; you're destroying yourself. I'm here for you whether you believe it or not. I always have been, you just chose not to see it until it was too late." Sark responded, avoiding Sydney's question, wishing that she was once again in his arms.
After a perpetual silence, Sydney gradually closed her eyes and allowed the tears to quietly flow down her face. The pain seemed to worsen with every breath she took. It was at that point that Sydney made an impulsive decision, one that would change the course of her life ... yet again.
Sydney looked up into Sark's eyes before replying to his observation and offer.
"Do you mean it, because if you don't, you have to leave right now?" Sydney pleaded, as her tears began to slow, leaving her eyes with a hopeful glint.
"Yes. You have my word. Let me help you." Sark replied soberly.
"Then ...then take me away from here." Sydney responded seriously, as her mind flickered back to Vaughn.
They had been through too much to give up on their relationship, but she wasn't the one who lost faith. She was so deeply in love with Vaughn that it was killing her, the pain was so great that she sometimes considered herself as already dead. She knew she couldn't stay here and watch him bring up a child that was destined to be hers.
She had to leave. She had no choice, if she stayed here a moment longer, she knew that she would find herself back on the bridge, but this time there would be no one there to catch her as she fell.
She had found the impossible; someone who seemed to truly care about her, and she refused to let that be taken away from her. She didn't trust him, and she didn't love him, but she needed him, and that was one of the hardest things she would have to admit. Vaughn didn't want her. He abandoned her and repeatedly broke her heart, not bothering to pick up the tattered pieces of her soul, so she left them, and hoped that he would come back one day and save her again. Hope. That was the one thing she had left now, that and Sark.
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. A/N: I could just leave it there couldn't I? Oh, I wonder, should I leave it there? If you want me to carry on, you know what to do, REVIEW!
What do you want, Sarkney or Syd/Vaughn?
Author: Ren201
Spoilers: Up to 'The Telling' (end of season 2). I'll tell you if anything else from the show has happened as we go along.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with Alias! I only own the people you don't recognise, if there are any! I don't anything that belongs to anyone else.
Author's note: Thank you for all the reviews, I wouldn't have bothered to carry on if people hadn't reviewed, so thank you. Things should start to get better soon, I think.
Seems that people are voting against Sarkney! So do you want Syd/Vaughn or Sarkney, because right now I could go either way? So review and tell me, otherwise you might end up with something you don't want!
I'll tell you now, majority will rule, so review!
Oh yeah, I have had one reviewer, who has reviewed all three chapters, so I'm going to dedicate this chapter to you. Thanks for the encouragement oOspuffy4everOo! *Big grins* That was my first dedication!
So here's my lame attempt at replying to my reviews.
Have faith Supergirl14! Now that's something I never thought I would say. Serendipity112233, totally agree with you. I'm pretty sure that most people would have jumped long ago. But that's what we love 'bout Syd, she never falls. Rach and Fair Cate, glad you noticed that 'bout the video as well! SonnyCarlyJasonCourtney, thank you for your support and reviews, much appreciated!
Anways, on with the story ...
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"I'm sorry I ruined your life." Sydney said before gently whispering, "You should have let me fall, I should never have come back."
Sydney left wondering how someone's heart can break so many times over the course of one day.
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. #
. #
Sydney stumbled into her apartment, slamming the door as she entered. Her tears were once again flowing freely down her face. 'She's pregnant ... Lauren's pregnant...' Was the only thought Sydney had managed to devise, as she tried to take another deep breath to compose herself. Pulling her keys back out of her pocket, she threw with as much force as she could render, into the darkness before her.
"You were about to jump off of a bridge, and yet, you still remembered your keys?" Sark questioned as he caught her keys in mid air.
Sydney whipped her head around towards the direction of the intruder, unsure on how to act, as she blinked back the tears that seemed to constantly blur her vision.
Completely surprised by the sudden voice that greeted her in her frequently quiet apartment, as she searched the darkness, that engulfed her apartment, for the source of the unwelcome response to her arrival.
"What are you doing here Sark?" Sydney whispered, which would have been barely audible if it wasn't for unnerving silence that surrounded them.
Sark didn't respond. Instead he quickly moved towards her sweeping her into his arms. His sudden movement caught her by surprise as she tried to pull away from the comfort he offered. Confused by what was happening she wondered; if the entire world had gone mad, or was it just her?
"He never deserved you, you deserve so much better than him Sydney. It's going to be ok, I promise. It will all be ok, I promise you." Sark whispered into her ear as she gave into his embrace and fell into the comfort he offered. There were no questions, no threats; only a silence that forged a temporary truce between two enemies and two lovers. A comfort that gave Sydney hope again, something that she hadn't felt since her return.
"It ... it hurts so much." Sydney breathed, "It hurts to breathe. I ... I can't stand it anymore." Sydney cried shakily, allowing her body to once again give into the unbearable pain and exhaustion.
~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~
Sydney woke up hours later to find herself wrapped in Sark embrace, exactly where she was when she fell asleep. Surprised that he was still there, and confused by what was happening, Sydney attempted to move out of his arms.
"You're awake?" Sark questioned, making more of a statement than asking a question.
"This is as good as it gets. This is probably the most sleep I've had in weeks." Sydney mumbled as she pulled herself to away form the comfort and warmth of Sark's body, immediately regretting the decision once she was leaning against the cold, uninviting wall, looking out into the early morning sky. Sighing she realised that it must have been at least 3 am. It had been a long day, too long.
"I know. I guess the nightmares are too much to handle." Sark sighed, remembering the nights he would sit and watch Sydney during her horrific dreams, wishing that he could comfort her in someway, any way. He knew then that he couldn't, as he did now.
"Yeah, you could say that." Sydney said as she paused allowing her instincts to kick in.
Pulling herself further away from him, she asked the question she dreaded to ask.
"How ... how did you know about the nightmares? Why are you here? How did you know what was going to happen ... today?" Sydney stammered, attempting to stand.
"That's not important right now Sydney. You can't carry on like this; you're destroying yourself. I'm here for you whether you believe it or not. I always have been, you just chose not to see it until it was too late." Sark responded, avoiding Sydney's question, wishing that she was once again in his arms.
After a perpetual silence, Sydney gradually closed her eyes and allowed the tears to quietly flow down her face. The pain seemed to worsen with every breath she took. It was at that point that Sydney made an impulsive decision, one that would change the course of her life ... yet again.
Sydney looked up into Sark's eyes before replying to his observation and offer.
"Do you mean it, because if you don't, you have to leave right now?" Sydney pleaded, as her tears began to slow, leaving her eyes with a hopeful glint.
"Yes. You have my word. Let me help you." Sark replied soberly.
"Then ...then take me away from here." Sydney responded seriously, as her mind flickered back to Vaughn.
They had been through too much to give up on their relationship, but she wasn't the one who lost faith. She was so deeply in love with Vaughn that it was killing her, the pain was so great that she sometimes considered herself as already dead. She knew she couldn't stay here and watch him bring up a child that was destined to be hers.
She had to leave. She had no choice, if she stayed here a moment longer, she knew that she would find herself back on the bridge, but this time there would be no one there to catch her as she fell.
She had found the impossible; someone who seemed to truly care about her, and she refused to let that be taken away from her. She didn't trust him, and she didn't love him, but she needed him, and that was one of the hardest things she would have to admit. Vaughn didn't want her. He abandoned her and repeatedly broke her heart, not bothering to pick up the tattered pieces of her soul, so she left them, and hoped that he would come back one day and save her again. Hope. That was the one thing she had left now, that and Sark.
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. A/N: I could just leave it there couldn't I? Oh, I wonder, should I leave it there? If you want me to carry on, you know what to do, REVIEW!
What do you want, Sarkney or Syd/Vaughn?
