INVOLVED

By: Crimson Snow

Disclaimer in ch.1

A/N: I'm so sorry that it took me this long to update, but I've just not been in a ALIAS-y mood lately. I've been watching and reading Gilmore girls fanfic. I just got my ses.1 DVD's from Amazon.com. Then also just not feeling really motivated to continue this fic, I mean I feel so good & happy that you still read and reply to my fic; landi104, bluebear74, spychick, LightTraveller but I just haven't been in the writing mood lately. So, I don't know when this fic will be updated again, but still thanks for the replys on al three fics. To even bother reading all three.

Chapter. 5:

"Lauren, are you home?" Michael asked, as he stepped into the living room.

"I'm here. What do you want!" She almost snapped at him, still aggravated from Viola's information.

"I just wanted to see if you were home? Hello, who are you?" Vaughn asked Viola, who had stood up when he entered the room.

"I'm Viola. I'm here to discuss some family matters with Lauren. I'm going to leave now, I'll come back tomorrow. Laura's not going to be pleased with your attitude." Viola told Lauren, as she slipped on her jacket.

"Fine!" Lauren yelled at her.

After Viola left, Michael asked her what's wrong. "Nothing." She told him. He knew it was something.

"Really, what's wrong?" He asked her, as they ate their dinner. Chicken.

"Just family stuff. From my mom's side. Nothing important. Let's just eat." She told him, smiling a little for him.

She wasn't really sure he thought the smile was real. It kinda was, but still not.

She had never had felling for him, but he was a good person. Maybe if she tried to actually like him, she'd be surprised.

"She won't help me because mom tortured her way back. She still has scars." Viola told her father, on the phone.

"She just wanted to know who she worked for. I know she seemed harsh, but that's just your mother." Julian told her.

There's a knock on her hotel door. She told him to wait, while she went to the door.

"India? HI! Come in. I thought you were coming tomorrow. I just have to say 'bye' to my dad, then we can for have dinner or something." She told her, as she kissed her before she went back to the phone.

"Hi, dad. Well, India just arrived and we're gonna have dinner. So, talk to you later after I talk to Lauren, again? Please, tell grand mom." Viola told her dad, as India changed into jeans instead of her purple skirts and her dark-green sweater for a red shirt.

"Yeah, all right. You go have dinner. Say 'hello' to India, for me. Talk to me tomorrow. Goodbye." He told her, as they both hung up at the same time.

"Who were you talking to?" India asked her, as they were on their way out.

"Dad. He says hi. Like I said, we are having some family troubles. So, dinner? How was your fight?" Viola asked her, as they walked out of the hotel-room.

THE NEXT DAY:

"All right…I understand…yes…goodbye." Lauren told Irina, on the phone. She was really annoyed. Irina commanded her to work with Viola. Lauren just put the phone down, when William walked in with a few other guys.

"Hi, Lauren. These are some guys I know. They're here, in the U.S. for a few days before going back to Australia. They're just going to wait in the living-room while I change my clothes." Will told her. She just rolls her eyes.

There's a knock on the door, Lauren goes to the door and on the other side is Viola.

GREAT!! Lauren thinks, as she invites her in.

One of Will's friends comes from the living room, to see who was at the door.

"Jake!? Oh my god, what are you doing here?" Viola asked her old friend, from Australia.

"Well, I'm waiting for my friend, Will. What are you doing here?" Jake asked, the floored Viola.

"Well, Lauren here is a relative of mine. So, still in the same job?" Viola asked, as they walked into the same room.

"Yes. Still the same job. Never understood why you didn't take the whole thing again, they loved you. You were so skilled. So, again I ask what are you doing here and what are you doin today?" He asked, as they both sat down on the sofa. Lauren looked kinda confused.

"Well, I live in New York with my girlfriend, India. We're both in fashion school. I quit because it was not my thing. I'm only here because of some family trouble." Viola was telling him, as Will walked in.

"Jake, do you know this woman?" Will asked his friend, that he met just last year when he went to Australia with his father.

"Yeah, Viola Lucas. She trained with me. The time she spent there she was the cream of the crop. She did nothing wrong in classes and such, but outside of that she was always getting into trouble.. In the end they couldn't overlook the trouble she started. They booted her out. I'm guessing your telling everybody you just quit, but you were more into this than anyone. You should have seen her eyes in training. Scary. Wouldn't want to be opposite her." Jake told Will, as Lauren smiled.

So, she hasn't told no one she was kicked out. Maybe I should call Irina and tell her, she'll probably tell Julian. Lauren thought gleefully.

"Well, that supervisor deserved what he got. He was always hitting on me and stuff. And wasn't he later fired for indecent behavior? I probably got this from my father." Viola told them, beginning pissed at the guy who got her kicked out, but then ended playfully. They didn't know who her dad was but … they still laughed.

"So, you trained with these guys?" Lauren asked, confused. If she was her brother's and his bitch wife's kid, why the hell did she go and train for Australian intelligence.

"Just Jake, what happened to the others? Where did they go?" She asked, interested and Jake didn't like the look in her eyes. There was interest, curiosity and something he couldn't put his finger on.

"Well, two went to work for MI-5. Then one went to the CIA and one to FBI. Two quit right before training finished. A few went rogue, and three were killed on their first job for us." Jake told her, but she didn't seem to show any emotion. Like she was somewhere else.

She remember those last three. She hadn't really known them, but they knew her because of her trouble making ways. They broke into her family's home and were going through stuff in her mom and Dad's offices. She couldn't have that.

01.03.2022: Australia

"Viola? What are you doing here?" Michael asked her, as she stood in the doorway of her mothers study her long, curly black hair in a messy ponytail. Dressed in red PJ bottoms and a blue spaghetti strapped top.

"I live here. What the fuck do you think your doing here?" She asked, as she noticed her mom coming towards her. Dressed in a dark-red nightie.

"What? But Sydney and Julian Lazarey live here." He was saying, as he saw Sydney appear in the doorway next to Viola.

"Viola, dear, do you know who this is?" Syd asked, as she pointed her gun at Michael.

"Dear? Are you related to them?" He asked. Shock evident in his eyes.

"I'm their daughter. I have no idea who this is, but he seems to know me. So, again I ask what are you doing here?" She asked, as she lifted her own gun. He hadn't noticed it because she had hidden it behind her back and there was only one lamp on.

"You're their daughter?! Well, that would explain things. But why tell me this?…" He asked, as Syd attacked him. He was going to reach for his gun, but it was on the other side of the table.

Syd really didn't want to use her gun, unless she was sure she'd hit him. She used this room a lot, she didn't want to wreck it.

So, she attacked him but after a while he had the upper hand but he had totally forgot Viola.

She had just decided to let her mom fight him, she had more experience. But then her mom lost control and she had to do something.

So, she aimed and shot him. In the back, right where the heart was. He looked up, and saw her there. Iced over eyes, no emotion.

Her mom pushed him of her, and accepted her daughters hand to help her up. Now Viola's eyes were full of worry.

"You okay? Did he hurt you?" Viola asked her mom, as she put her gun on the table, and pushed the guy on his back. Checking if he was really dead.

"Yes, Viola. I'm okay. Thanks for doing that. Thank god you missed your plane this morning." Syd joked, trying to break the tension in the room.

"Nobody attacks my family, if I can help it." She told her, her blue-green eyes dark with anger.

Now you could see she was defiantly their child. The day after she left for the U.S, and her parents moved to another house. The other two men had been in her father's study, and he had killed them.

2023; L.A

"Hello, Viola? Anyone in there?" Jake asked, as he waved his hands in front of her eyes.

"Yeah, sorry. I do that sometimes. So, how did those three die?" Viola asked, but she saw how Lauren looked at her.

"Oh. Well, they were looking for info in a house of someone connected to Irina Derevko. Someone else lived there, but that person hadn't been seen for awhile. Two had died instantly, but one could tell us that a third person had been there. He only saw her for a second…" Jake was saying, when Viola interrupted him.

"Really. What did he say?" She asked, as she thought SHIT!

"That he saw a black haired woman heading for the study that one of his partners was looking for stuff." Jake told her, but was thinking why she was acting so weirdly.

"Huh. That's too bad." She said, as she put her shoulder length platinum blonde hair in a ponytail.

"Lauren…" Michael was about ask, as he walked into the room, "Hello. What's going on here?"

"Just friends catching up. These two seemed to have trained together in Australia. But Viola here was very good but also a troublemaker. Got kicked out. Is now in fashion school." Lauren told her husband, as she went to him and hugged him.

To Be Continued…

Ch. 6:

"ESC. Most of the songs were horrible, but I liked Iceland. That guy was very, very cute The song was a bit boring, but he had charm. Didn't really like the russian one. I thought you said you'd be home by now." Syd told him, pouting, as she was watching the country before Russia giving their votes.

"What's ESC? I got detained. Don't worry, I'll be home tomorrow." He asked her, having no idea what she was talking about.