Chapter 7

Sydney rung her hands nervously, as she looked out of the plane window. They'd been in the air just over two hours and she felt her stomach churn at the thought of returning to the Covenant. A place she didn't even remember.
"Would you stop doing that." Sark said, grabbing her hands. "It'll all be fine."
"How can you be sure?" Sydney asked, her voice showing her nerves.
"Because, you're Julia Thorn." Sark replied easily. "Don't forget that."
Sydney nodded, feeling somewhat calmer after hearing those words. Yes, she was Julia Thorn. She was also Sydney Bristow. She could do this. After all, she'd been a double agent before, why not do it again.

After arriving at the airport, after spending a good part of the day on a plane, both Sydney and Sark were exhausted.
"Okay, we going to the covenant now?" Sydney asked, and, even though Sark's talking had helped keep her nerves down, she also found that vodka also did the trick.
"Hell no." Sark replied shaking his head. "Not only are you tipsy but we're both exhausted. Besides, they won't be expecting us until tomorrow morning anyway."
Sydney nodded. "Okay, cool."
Sark sighed in disgust, though it was partly his fault. He could have stopped her drinking, but decided it was probably better then letting her worry herself sick. "Okay, let's get you home."
Sydney nodded. "Where do I live now?"
Sark almost laughed, and hailed a taxi.

Sydney felt her head throbbing slightly and felt her eyelids droop heavily.
She allowed Sark to lead her into the taxi where she slumped against the window. She heard Sark tell the driver some address and figured it was probably hers, as it sounded unfamiliar.
"Tired?" The driver asked her in an annoying loud voice, with a hint of laughter.
'No dumb ass.' Sydney thought. 'I'm wide awake.'
As though reading her thoughts, Sark quickly replied. "It was a long flight."
The driver nodded and said something else. Sydney found herself tune out, and the next thing she knew, Sark gave her a shake and lead her out the taxi.
He went through her bag and got out her keys, unlocked the door and left the keys on the kitchen table. He led Sydney to her bedroom, where she dumped her bags, before going into the bathroom to change. While Sydney was in the bathroom Sark set her alarm clock so she'd wake up at the right time, and when she came back he told her that they would be going to the covenant tomorrow and he would come pick her up. Sydney nodded sleepily and Sark left her to sleep, locking the front door as he left.

BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP
Sydney jolted up to the sound of her alarm clock and flung her arm up, knocking it to the ground. Silence. Sydney sighed and picked up her alarm clock from the floor.
"Four thirty!" She growled as she red the glowing numbers. "Son of a bitch."
Despite her anger at being woken so early, Sydney went and had a shower. As she got out of the shower she felt much more awake, and found her way around the house to the kitchen, preparing breakfast for herself. She felt completely weird as she didn't even recognize her own kitchen.
After having a bowl of cereal and cleaning her teeth and such, Sydney went around the house, looking at the photographs she had around the house. One photo she found particularly interesting. It was a picture of her and Sark. She had blonde hair, and Sark's arm was around her. They were both smiling. Sydney smiled slightly at the picture, then looked up abruptly as the doorbell rang.

"Good morning." Sark said as Sydney opened the door.

"Hi." Sydney replied, unable to believe he can act so cheery this early in the morning.

"Ready to go to the covenant?" Sark asked, his voice more serious.

Sydney sighed. "As ready as I'll ever be."