{A/N – I find disclaimers so hard to write. It always drags me back to
reality and out of the little place in my head where Alias is real and I
own them. My little puppets used for my very own personal pleasure but oh
no in the real world, they belong to JJ and ABC the lucky sob's. (}
Two months later, Sydney was entering the CIA headquarters when Dixon pulled her aside. "Sydney, I'm getting worried about your father. He's been somewhat different over the past month or so. I need to know why. He's been moping around the office and snapping more than usual. Is he ok?" He waited for a response. Sydney had noticed her fathers behaviour too. She knew he was worried about her mother. It was strange to see his heart on his sleeve even though no- one knew what was wrong. "He's just a little distracted. He wants so know what happened to me just as much as I do and anything to do with the covenant, could be useful so I guess he's just pushing everyone that little bit further." She paused. "I'll have a word with him."
They entered the office and Sydney spotted what Dixon had been talking about. She walked up to her brooding father and he looked up. "Anything?" He asked hopefully. "No." "Oh." "listen dad. You have to stop pining around. Even Dixon has noticed. Pull yourself together. You know ho resilient people are. I can cope with not knowing about my missing years for now. I know I will find out eventually. I'm just like my mother, tough and resilient. We've both survived death and torture so many times." Sydney hoped he had gotten her message of comfort through her speech. She couldn't very well have the CIA hear her telling him that her mother was going to be fine.
Jack understood and pulled himself together. "Thank you Sydney." As he said this, his computer bleeped as an instant message appeared on the screen reading:
Did you know that your computer is liable to junk mail and is currently unprotected? Click here for more information on how to filter.
"Oh my god." Jack quickly clicked the message off his screen. "What?" Sydney looked confused. "My computer is liable to junk mail." Jack walked out the door and headed for the lift. He was the only person who could say that without it seeming funny. Sydney followed understanding that they could not talk there. When they reached the car park, Jack pulled out a lighter. "Dad is that the lighter Marshall made Dixon and I for..." "SYDNEY!" Jack flipped the lighter open. "Sorry, I just... you know that's breaking the rules and I cant believe that you've turned to petty theft I mean couldn't you have gotten something from one of your informants or maybe..." "Sydney stop! Your starting to sound like Marshall." "I'm sorry dad." Jack sighed. "That message was from your mother. We have to meet her at the basement now."
Sydney and Jack made their way down to the dark corridor in silence anticipating Irina's information. Sydney squinted down into the darkness trying to make out some sort of shape. Irina noticed Sydney peering in her direction and cleared her throat. Jack heard her and pulled Irina into his arms kissing her passionately. "Why Jack I didn't know you cared." She smiled as they parted lips, glad to be in his arms once again. Irina reached in her pocket and pulled out a small disc. She gave it to Sydney and pulled out of Jacks grasp, She looked up at him and sighed. "I've missed you more than I expected to" "It's only been two months Irina" "Dad has been moping around the office for all of that time. He even got questioned by Dixon." Sydney smirked "Well I may have missed you a little" "Jack!" Irina knew he would have. The hug he had given her upon meeting told her just how much from lack of oxygen to her lungs. "I should be going. Sydney everything you need to know so far is on that disc including proof of Lauren's betrayal, in more ways than one." "What do you mean mom?" she kissed Jack on the cheek and disappeared into the darkness leaving him more longing than before.
Two months later, Sydney was entering the CIA headquarters when Dixon pulled her aside. "Sydney, I'm getting worried about your father. He's been somewhat different over the past month or so. I need to know why. He's been moping around the office and snapping more than usual. Is he ok?" He waited for a response. Sydney had noticed her fathers behaviour too. She knew he was worried about her mother. It was strange to see his heart on his sleeve even though no- one knew what was wrong. "He's just a little distracted. He wants so know what happened to me just as much as I do and anything to do with the covenant, could be useful so I guess he's just pushing everyone that little bit further." She paused. "I'll have a word with him."
They entered the office and Sydney spotted what Dixon had been talking about. She walked up to her brooding father and he looked up. "Anything?" He asked hopefully. "No." "Oh." "listen dad. You have to stop pining around. Even Dixon has noticed. Pull yourself together. You know ho resilient people are. I can cope with not knowing about my missing years for now. I know I will find out eventually. I'm just like my mother, tough and resilient. We've both survived death and torture so many times." Sydney hoped he had gotten her message of comfort through her speech. She couldn't very well have the CIA hear her telling him that her mother was going to be fine.
Jack understood and pulled himself together. "Thank you Sydney." As he said this, his computer bleeped as an instant message appeared on the screen reading:
Did you know that your computer is liable to junk mail and is currently unprotected? Click here for more information on how to filter.
"Oh my god." Jack quickly clicked the message off his screen. "What?" Sydney looked confused. "My computer is liable to junk mail." Jack walked out the door and headed for the lift. He was the only person who could say that without it seeming funny. Sydney followed understanding that they could not talk there. When they reached the car park, Jack pulled out a lighter. "Dad is that the lighter Marshall made Dixon and I for..." "SYDNEY!" Jack flipped the lighter open. "Sorry, I just... you know that's breaking the rules and I cant believe that you've turned to petty theft I mean couldn't you have gotten something from one of your informants or maybe..." "Sydney stop! Your starting to sound like Marshall." "I'm sorry dad." Jack sighed. "That message was from your mother. We have to meet her at the basement now."
Sydney and Jack made their way down to the dark corridor in silence anticipating Irina's information. Sydney squinted down into the darkness trying to make out some sort of shape. Irina noticed Sydney peering in her direction and cleared her throat. Jack heard her and pulled Irina into his arms kissing her passionately. "Why Jack I didn't know you cared." She smiled as they parted lips, glad to be in his arms once again. Irina reached in her pocket and pulled out a small disc. She gave it to Sydney and pulled out of Jacks grasp, She looked up at him and sighed. "I've missed you more than I expected to" "It's only been two months Irina" "Dad has been moping around the office for all of that time. He even got questioned by Dixon." Sydney smirked "Well I may have missed you a little" "Jack!" Irina knew he would have. The hug he had given her upon meeting told her just how much from lack of oxygen to her lungs. "I should be going. Sydney everything you need to know so far is on that disc including proof of Lauren's betrayal, in more ways than one." "What do you mean mom?" she kissed Jack on the cheek and disappeared into the darkness leaving him more longing than before.
