Note: I was very disappointed when I didn't receive any reviews, but my philosophy is just because you didn't get reviews doesn't mean people didn't read or enjoy your story, so I decided to go ahead and post the next version. I hope you enjoy it because I loved writing it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Alias or the characters, they belong to J.J. Abrams. I also do not own the song Counting Stars, the lyrics belong to Sugercult.

Counting Stars

Version 2

Hey, I want to crawl out of my skin

Apologize for all my sins

All the things I should have said

To You...

Sydney always made Sark want to be a better man. Sark was not a man who felt guilty about what he had done in the past. He believed that the people he had murdered, killed, assassinated, whatever you wanted to call it, had it coming to them. Sark felt no guilt about what he had done feeling that it was necessary, and that the job he had taken on was a part of who he was. But when he was with Sydney he felt he could be more than the cold-blooded killer the world knew him as; that he could be the man he hid inside himself. The man that liked to watch soccer and read mysteries in the evening. But Sark assumed that feeling came to any man dating Sydney Bristow. Hey, I can't make it go away

Over and over in my brain again

All the things I should have said

To you...

Long before they had started dating Sydney often crossed his mind, but when they actually started dating, it got even worse. Sydney was constantly on his mind. He remembers when he was in Irina's office and she was discussing and upcoming mission with him his mind had wondered to the date he had shared with Sydney last night. Irina had quickly snapped him out of his reverie with a quick snap of her fingers, a slightly disgruntled look but also a small knowing smile on her face.

Counting stars wishing I was okay

Crashing down was my biggest mistake

I never ever meant to hurt

I only did what I had to

Counting stars again...

When Sydney was with him, Sark's life was perfect. Sure, they had their share of fights. He distinctly remembers having numerous objects thrown at his head. At those times, he would question whether dating Sydney was the wisest idea. But later, when they were exhausted from their love making, he knew he had made the right choice.

Hey, I'll take this day by day by day

Under the covers of 'okay I guess'

Life's too short and I feel small

Sark looked beside him at the empty bed. They had fought again, but this time the fight was so much different from the others. They didn't scream or yell or throw things at each other, they had just argued. Sydney was to be sent on a mission where she would have to interact with Vaughn and her father. Sark had asked her not to go...Sydney refused, saying that she needed to face them. He had kept asking her not to go and Sydney had finally asked why he had such a problem with it. Then Sark had answered because he was afraid she would leave him...and that's what Sydney did. She gave Sark a wounded look and walked out the door, effectively ending their argument.

Counting stars wishing I was okay

Crashing down was my biggest mistake

I never meant to hurt you

I only did what I had to

Counting stars again...

Sark sighed heavily as he stared at the wall, wishing she would come home when the covers were lifted and he felt her body snuggle her body up to his.

Counting stars again...

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