A/N:I know I haven't updated in forever but I've been super busy! Sorry! Thanks to everyone who has reviewed: xangelxgirlx,tropicalwahini1,ALIASobsessed89, MrsJulianLazarey, GHCinder, Katrina, Cat, Captain-Jacklyn-Sparrow, Vaughn is hot, and sarkissexy!!! Thank you!!! Your reviews mean a lot to me!!! Sark wasn't in CIA custody during the two years and I'm not sure if she's evil.

Chapter 4- Gone!

Sark checked his watch.

"Its about lunchtime, the girls are probably starving. Do you want anything?" He asked.

"No thanks." She said politely.

As Sark walked into the living room where the girls were supposed to be playing, all he saw were toys littered all over the room. 'Oh God' he thought. He ran around the house looking frantically for Sara and Grace. There was no sign of them anywhere.

"Sydney!" He yelled.

"What?" She answered.

Sark ran upstairs.

"They're gone." He said.

"What do you mean they're gone? There is no way! We would have heard someone break in or they would have started crying. I can't lose them Julian. Not now. I can't."

"I know love, I know."

Sydney's body wracked with sobs as she thought about her little girls. They were probably so scared. Sark awkwardly put an arm around her shoulder and pulled her closer to him. She instinctively leaned into him. They stayed like that for hours, neither knowing what to do.

"I'll call my contacts. We'll find them Syd don't worry." He whispered in a gentle tone. His eyes telling her everything was alright. He surprised her by leaning over and tenderly kissing her forehead.

"I have to call my father and tell him what happened, the girls he can help!"

"You cannot contact the C.I.A," All traces of Julian gone and Sark in his place, "Its too risky."

"I'm not calling the C.I.A. I'm calling my father." She stated challenging him.

He threw her his cell phone. "Use this. It's a secure line." As soon as he was gone she dialed the familiar number.

"Bristow." He answered gruffly.

"Dad? No one can know where I am. Are you alone?"

"Yes, I can pick up my dry-cleaning. Where and what time?"

"Meet me tomorrow at 9 p.m. near the pier. I'll take you to the villa from there."

"Okay. Thank you. Goodbye."

"Sark!"

"Yes?"

"Call you pilot or whoever drives your damn jet. We're going to Los Angeles to pick up my father."

"Oh dear God, we're going to see Jack Bristow. I'm going to die tonight."

A/N: Next chapter is Vaughn's reaction to what Jack said in the previous chapter. If you don't understand, it'll be all explained next chapter. Thanks for reading and please review! ::smiles::