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. Hints of season 3.
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: That last chapter should have been a flashback as well, so chapters 3 and 4 were set in the same time frame. In this chapter, we go back to the present, which is set 2 weeks after the whole 'bridge' incident. If you're confused, tell me and I'll try to explain the time frame better.
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A/N: Man are you guys hard to please. I was expecting there to be a clear- cut majority, but there wasn't! So I think I'm going to have to compromise. Without giving away too much of my plot, I will tell you that there will probably be Sarkney AND Syd/Vaughn. Although, I think that it may end up Syd/Vaughn? That doesn't really help does it?
Whichever pairing you want, there will be hints of both throughout. SO KEEP READING!! That means you Supergirl14! Don't boycott!
So far Sarkney is in the lead, I think that so far Sarkney has 9 votes and Syd/Vaughn has 8 votes. Egyptian Kat, if you're reading this, I included your vote, but next time review! lol.
So, you can still vote or re-vote. Is that a word?
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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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Sydney pulled herself out of her thoughts when she heard an abrupt outburst of knocking coming from her front door. Forcing herself out of bed, she moved towards the door, briefly checking her reflect as she did so.
"Hi Dad." Sydney said as she pulled open the door to allow him to enter, and explain his presence.
"Not to be rude or anything, but why are you here Dad? It's my day off, and it's ... 7:00 am." Sydney cautiously asked as she checked the time and moved towards the kitchen to make some coffee.
"I know. Dixon needs you to come in this morning." Jack replied as he followed his daughter through her apartment.
"And you couldn't call me to tell me that?" Sydney laughed, as reached up and she pulled two mugs from the cupboard.
"It's nice to that again. I haven't heard you laugh in a long time." Jack replied as he took a seat on the stool next to her.
"Well, ... there hasn't really been a lot to laugh about Dad." Sydney replied honestly, before changing the subject. "What time do I have to be in?"
"Not until 9:00. I wanted to make sure that you were ok. You've been acting strangely lately Sydney." Jack replied as he moved towards the whistling kettle and poured the boiling water into the mugs, allowing Sydney to prepare the rest of the mixture.
"I know. I'm glad you came, because there's something I wanted to tell you." Sydney said as she handed him his coffee and took a seat on the stool next to the one he had previously occupied.
"But before I do, I want you to know that I've thought this through, and the only reason I didn't tell you sooner was because I needed to sort things out in my head." Sydney said as she took a slow sip of her coffee, hoping that it would somehow make it easier to explain what was happening.
"I'm leaving the CIA." Sydney said as she looked up into his eyes, trying to decipher his reaction.
"I was expecting this." He simply stated before continuing,
"I'm not going to tell you that you can't, but I am going to tell you that you must think about what you're doing. Leaving the CIA would mean losing the resources you currently have.
"Are you willing to give up everything you've worked for? There are still so many questions surrounding your missing years. Can you afford to quit the CIA when the Convent are still after you?" Jack asked, hoping to persuade his daughter against her decision, without forcing her to do anything.
"The simple answer is yes. I know the dangers and I've thought it through. Too many things have changed, people have moved on and now, I don't fit in here any more Dad." Sydney said as she paused, trying to find the right words to justify her decision.
"I know that it seems like I'm running away from this, but I'm not, really, I'm not." Sydney said as she moved to refill her mug, surprised at how quickly she had drained the liquid.
"This is about Vaughn isn't it?" Jack said as he looked towards Sydney, already knowing what her response would be.
Sydney put down her mug and sighed, "I'd be lying if I said no, but that is only part of the reason. Working with him and Lauren has been ... difficult to say the least, but that isn't the whole reason Dad, you can't blame him for this." Sydney said as rubbed her face, trying to forget how happy Lauren had sounded about her pregnancy.
"He was never good enough for you Sydney, remember that. You deserve so much more than he can offer you." Jack said as he moved towards Sydney, pulling her into his embrace.
"You're not he only person who thinks that." She mumbled into his shoulder, as she remembered the words that Sark had told her. The words that shouldn't have comforted her but did.
"Have they told you yet?" Sydney suddenly asked as she pulled away from Jack, realising that he probably didn't know about the baby.
"Told me what?" Jack asked curiously
"Lauren's pregnant." Sydney whispered, as she moved towards her vacant coffee mug, hoping that he hadn't heard her, in fear of what he might say.
"Is this way you're leaving?" Jack asked gently, knowing that his daughter was in pain, but not knowing how he could prevent her from going through anymore distress.
"Partly." Sydney replied, before realising that he could straight through her lie. "Ok, this is probably the main reason, but this is my opportunity to leave." Sydney said resignedly as she waited for the water to boil again.
"I can't watch him bring up another women's child. I just can't. Please understand, because I need your support on this." Sydney said as she felt the tears well up in her eyes.
"Please Dad. Just understand why I need to do this." Sydney said as she felt the tears fall past her eyelashes and down her face, as Jack pulled her into his strong embrace.
"I do Sydney. I'm here for whatever you need. I will do anything to protect you Sydney, anything." Jack whispered into her hair, before quietly continuing.
"They won't let you leave." Jack said as Sydney withdrew from the comfort his arms offered. "The CIA need you, and they will do whatever they need to keep you in their grasps."
"I know. How this is going to happen doesn't matter right now." Sydney replied as she moved back to the stool and took another sip of her coffee.
"All you need to know is that we're going to be late." Sydney replied as she stood up and put both mugs into the sink and moved quickly into her bedroom to take a shower and change.
Sydney paused before she entered. "Thanks Dad. I'll see you at work."
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A/N: I thought that you guys could use a break from the depressing story line, and I thought that I should develop the plot a bit more, did I do that? lol. Have you voted? It's close. If you want me to post again soon, you have to review!
I've spent ages writing and re-writing this chapter, but this is the best it is coming out. Sorry it took so long post! The next chapter should be better!
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. Hints of season 3.
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: That last chapter should have been a flashback as well, so chapters 3 and 4 were set in the same time frame. In this chapter, we go back to the present, which is set 2 weeks after the whole 'bridge' incident. If you're confused, tell me and I'll try to explain the time frame better.
.
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A/N: Man are you guys hard to please. I was expecting there to be a clear- cut majority, but there wasn't! So I think I'm going to have to compromise. Without giving away too much of my plot, I will tell you that there will probably be Sarkney AND Syd/Vaughn. Although, I think that it may end up Syd/Vaughn? That doesn't really help does it?
Whichever pairing you want, there will be hints of both throughout. SO KEEP READING!! That means you Supergirl14! Don't boycott!
So far Sarkney is in the lead, I think that so far Sarkney has 9 votes and Syd/Vaughn has 8 votes. Egyptian Kat, if you're reading this, I included your vote, but next time review! lol.
So, you can still vote or re-vote. Is that a word?
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.
.
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~#~#~#~#~
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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Sydney pulled herself out of her thoughts when she heard an abrupt outburst of knocking coming from her front door. Forcing herself out of bed, she moved towards the door, briefly checking her reflect as she did so.
"Hi Dad." Sydney said as she pulled open the door to allow him to enter, and explain his presence.
"Not to be rude or anything, but why are you here Dad? It's my day off, and it's ... 7:00 am." Sydney cautiously asked as she checked the time and moved towards the kitchen to make some coffee.
"I know. Dixon needs you to come in this morning." Jack replied as he followed his daughter through her apartment.
"And you couldn't call me to tell me that?" Sydney laughed, as reached up and she pulled two mugs from the cupboard.
"It's nice to that again. I haven't heard you laugh in a long time." Jack replied as he took a seat on the stool next to her.
"Well, ... there hasn't really been a lot to laugh about Dad." Sydney replied honestly, before changing the subject. "What time do I have to be in?"
"Not until 9:00. I wanted to make sure that you were ok. You've been acting strangely lately Sydney." Jack replied as he moved towards the whistling kettle and poured the boiling water into the mugs, allowing Sydney to prepare the rest of the mixture.
"I know. I'm glad you came, because there's something I wanted to tell you." Sydney said as she handed him his coffee and took a seat on the stool next to the one he had previously occupied.
"But before I do, I want you to know that I've thought this through, and the only reason I didn't tell you sooner was because I needed to sort things out in my head." Sydney said as she took a slow sip of her coffee, hoping that it would somehow make it easier to explain what was happening.
"I'm leaving the CIA." Sydney said as she looked up into his eyes, trying to decipher his reaction.
"I was expecting this." He simply stated before continuing,
"I'm not going to tell you that you can't, but I am going to tell you that you must think about what you're doing. Leaving the CIA would mean losing the resources you currently have.
"Are you willing to give up everything you've worked for? There are still so many questions surrounding your missing years. Can you afford to quit the CIA when the Convent are still after you?" Jack asked, hoping to persuade his daughter against her decision, without forcing her to do anything.
"The simple answer is yes. I know the dangers and I've thought it through. Too many things have changed, people have moved on and now, I don't fit in here any more Dad." Sydney said as she paused, trying to find the right words to justify her decision.
"I know that it seems like I'm running away from this, but I'm not, really, I'm not." Sydney said as she moved to refill her mug, surprised at how quickly she had drained the liquid.
"This is about Vaughn isn't it?" Jack said as he looked towards Sydney, already knowing what her response would be.
Sydney put down her mug and sighed, "I'd be lying if I said no, but that is only part of the reason. Working with him and Lauren has been ... difficult to say the least, but that isn't the whole reason Dad, you can't blame him for this." Sydney said as rubbed her face, trying to forget how happy Lauren had sounded about her pregnancy.
"He was never good enough for you Sydney, remember that. You deserve so much more than he can offer you." Jack said as he moved towards Sydney, pulling her into his embrace.
"You're not he only person who thinks that." She mumbled into his shoulder, as she remembered the words that Sark had told her. The words that shouldn't have comforted her but did.
"Have they told you yet?" Sydney suddenly asked as she pulled away from Jack, realising that he probably didn't know about the baby.
"Told me what?" Jack asked curiously
"Lauren's pregnant." Sydney whispered, as she moved towards her vacant coffee mug, hoping that he hadn't heard her, in fear of what he might say.
"Is this way you're leaving?" Jack asked gently, knowing that his daughter was in pain, but not knowing how he could prevent her from going through anymore distress.
"Partly." Sydney replied, before realising that he could straight through her lie. "Ok, this is probably the main reason, but this is my opportunity to leave." Sydney said resignedly as she waited for the water to boil again.
"I can't watch him bring up another women's child. I just can't. Please understand, because I need your support on this." Sydney said as she felt the tears well up in her eyes.
"Please Dad. Just understand why I need to do this." Sydney said as she felt the tears fall past her eyelashes and down her face, as Jack pulled her into his strong embrace.
"I do Sydney. I'm here for whatever you need. I will do anything to protect you Sydney, anything." Jack whispered into her hair, before quietly continuing.
"They won't let you leave." Jack said as Sydney withdrew from the comfort his arms offered. "The CIA need you, and they will do whatever they need to keep you in their grasps."
"I know. How this is going to happen doesn't matter right now." Sydney replied as she moved back to the stool and took another sip of her coffee.
"All you need to know is that we're going to be late." Sydney replied as she stood up and put both mugs into the sink and moved quickly into her bedroom to take a shower and change.
Sydney paused before she entered. "Thanks Dad. I'll see you at work."
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A/N: I thought that you guys could use a break from the depressing story line, and I thought that I should develop the plot a bit more, did I do that? lol. Have you voted? It's close. If you want me to post again soon, you have to review!
I've spent ages writing and re-writing this chapter, but this is the best it is coming out. Sorry it took so long post! The next chapter should be better!
