Disclaimer: Of course, normal disclaimers apply. I don't own anything
from here on out nor could I. Alias belongs to J.J. Abrams and ABC and Bad
Robot and none of these people are me.
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Sydney was missing.
It wasn't the first time the exact same information had stopped the very beating of his heart, but this time seemed to create a deep throb in his chest that wouldn't go away. "Sydney's missing?" He wanted to make sure Jack wasn't speaking a foreign language.
"Yes, she is. She and Sark were fighting at a bank in Zurich which neither of them exited to meet their extraction teams."
"So they're in the bank still?"
"One would think but the team explored it from top to bottom and they didn't find her. No one knows she was there. The team was one that I set up. I felt that it was in the best interest of my daughter to not let anyone know. I need you to get her back because I can't."
He was feeling sick to his stomach. "Which arm's supposed to tingle when you're going to have a heart attack? Because if it's left, I'm doomed."
"Look, you're going to have to put your feelings on hold for my daughter. She needs someone to be level headed to go find her."
"And you're intrusting me?"
"Why shouldn't I?"
"It's not like you've shown any appreciation for your daughters... friends over the years. The male friends, at least."
Jack cleared his throat and their conversation ceased as they watched a fellow agent pass and enter the conference room. "While that may be true, I like the fact that you came to me and told me your true feelings."
"Yeah, about that, didn't you threaten Danny when he did the same thing?"
Jack smiled and patted the younger agent on the shoulder to dismiss the question. "You need to go talk to him." Jack motioned to the conference room and watched the younger man, his heart stolen by Sydney, leave his line of vision.
This one wasn't like the others. This one was persistent. This one was different.
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The lone agent in the room had been his best friend for years. If anyone understood what he had to do without too many specifics, a best friend would. "Hey, I'm going to be gone for a few days. A mission."
His friend turned a wary face toward him. "Where to?"
He had to think fast. "Brazil. A contact's acting a little weird. I thought I'd check it out."
"Oh. See you when you get back? Hey, maybe you, me and Sydney can go out when you do. If she's here, I mean."
He swallowed, compartmentalizing his true feelings. "Of course, see you then."
"Can't wait. I miss you guys when you're gone. You're always there for me. And, of course, Syd's, well Syd. There seems to be a void when she's not around. Anyway, you have to go. Later, Weiss."
"'Bye, Mike." Eric left the conference room, thankful to be away from the scrutiny of Michael Vaughn's intense stare.
He glanced to where Jack was standing. The man truly loved his daughter and had entrusted Eric with finding her. Eric truly loved Jack's daughter, too.
A/N: Was the twist a surprise or did you see it coming? Sorry to all S/V and Sarkney fans out there but I have to support all the S/W fanatics. Let me know what you think!
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Sydney was missing.
It wasn't the first time the exact same information had stopped the very beating of his heart, but this time seemed to create a deep throb in his chest that wouldn't go away. "Sydney's missing?" He wanted to make sure Jack wasn't speaking a foreign language.
"Yes, she is. She and Sark were fighting at a bank in Zurich which neither of them exited to meet their extraction teams."
"So they're in the bank still?"
"One would think but the team explored it from top to bottom and they didn't find her. No one knows she was there. The team was one that I set up. I felt that it was in the best interest of my daughter to not let anyone know. I need you to get her back because I can't."
He was feeling sick to his stomach. "Which arm's supposed to tingle when you're going to have a heart attack? Because if it's left, I'm doomed."
"Look, you're going to have to put your feelings on hold for my daughter. She needs someone to be level headed to go find her."
"And you're intrusting me?"
"Why shouldn't I?"
"It's not like you've shown any appreciation for your daughters... friends over the years. The male friends, at least."
Jack cleared his throat and their conversation ceased as they watched a fellow agent pass and enter the conference room. "While that may be true, I like the fact that you came to me and told me your true feelings."
"Yeah, about that, didn't you threaten Danny when he did the same thing?"
Jack smiled and patted the younger agent on the shoulder to dismiss the question. "You need to go talk to him." Jack motioned to the conference room and watched the younger man, his heart stolen by Sydney, leave his line of vision.
This one wasn't like the others. This one was persistent. This one was different.
~&~&~&~&~
The lone agent in the room had been his best friend for years. If anyone understood what he had to do without too many specifics, a best friend would. "Hey, I'm going to be gone for a few days. A mission."
His friend turned a wary face toward him. "Where to?"
He had to think fast. "Brazil. A contact's acting a little weird. I thought I'd check it out."
"Oh. See you when you get back? Hey, maybe you, me and Sydney can go out when you do. If she's here, I mean."
He swallowed, compartmentalizing his true feelings. "Of course, see you then."
"Can't wait. I miss you guys when you're gone. You're always there for me. And, of course, Syd's, well Syd. There seems to be a void when she's not around. Anyway, you have to go. Later, Weiss."
"'Bye, Mike." Eric left the conference room, thankful to be away from the scrutiny of Michael Vaughn's intense stare.
He glanced to where Jack was standing. The man truly loved his daughter and had entrusted Eric with finding her. Eric truly loved Jack's daughter, too.
A/N: Was the twist a surprise or did you see it coming? Sorry to all S/V and Sarkney fans out there but I have to support all the S/W fanatics. Let me know what you think!