I am sorry this chapter is late. I am having severe writer's block and its midterms for me and I have pneumonia from puddle-jumping so this fic isn't getting done as quickly as it should. By the way, there will be some foul language in this chapter, but then again wouldn't you be cursing up a storm if your ex magically came back from the dead.

NIKKI: YAY for you for reading Love Lies Bleeding before tackling this fic. No I have no plans to bring Weiss back form the dead but I promise my next fic, whose idea was suggested by KATIE will feature a very live and very happy Eric Weiss. I promise.

Chapter 8- I Don't Own Emotion

Holy shit.

Vaughn couldn't believe his eyes.

"No you can't be…I—I killed you. You can't be alive, you can't its impossible. I saw your body, you were dead, why can't you just leave us alone you bitch?"

Lauren smirked at her ex-husband's stuttering tirade.

"Really Michael, how many people have you known that come back from the dead? Sydney did it. Why can't I? And for someone whose seen the effects of Project Helix first hand, well you're remarkably dumb."

"Are you saying that the person Michael killed was a double?" Sydney asked.

"When did you stop calling him Vaughn?"

"When I married him."

"Marriage. It's not like Michael hadn't been in that boat before…I wouldn't do that Sydney."

Sydney had pulled at her gun and was training it on Lauren. Lauren also pulled out a gun and focused it on Vaughn.

"All three of you throw out your guns or Michael discovers what it's like to be shot by a dead person."

Reluctantly, Sydney, Irina, and Vaughn, all threw out there concealed guns in a pile at Lauren's feet.

"That's better." She said as she pulled her gun down.

"So you were doubled."

"Yes Michael I was doubled. Too bad they couldn't double me for most of marriage. Though I do have to admit that before Sydney came back the sex was pretty amazing. I definitely wouldn't have missed at on that part of our marriage. Except when you called m Sydney in bed, then I got pissed. But you stopped that after awhile, and I'm pretty sure I still know how to make you—"

"Just shut up Lauren. No one wants to hear about sexual fantasies, especially if they involve me."

"Really Michael? I have a question. Did it turn you on when you were on the mission when Sydney's alias was me? Sark told me all about."

"Did Sark know you were alive? He seem pretty devastated when I showed him your corpse. Cried like a little girl."

"You're one to talk about crying when you lose someone you love. If I remember correctly you were a mess after you lost Sydney."

"You didn't answer my question."

"I asked you first."

Sydney watched her husband and his ex-wife bicker, ready to jump in and defend Vaughn. Out of the corner of her eye she saw her mother begin to slowly move towards Lauren. Sydney noted that Lauren was to distracted by the conversation to register Irina's movement. Determined to keep Lauren distracted she spoke up.

"Here's a thought Lauren, why don't you jump of a cliff."

Lauren's eyes narrowed to tiny slits.

"After you, home-wreaker."

"Oh no, Lauren, you did that all by yourself. After all it was you who cheated on Michael with Sark."

"Whore."

"Takes one to know one."

"Don't you ever call Sydney that again, you bitch." Vaughn roared.

"Did you think of an answer to my question yet Michael."

"No, I wasn't turned on the slightest bit. You never turned me on Lauren, I never loved you. I only loved Sydney."

"Aw how sweet. Fine I will answer your question. No Sark didn't know I was really alive until two nights after Jack died. He had fled from the castle and I found him. How's your pretty little daughter by the way?"

"Where is she?"

"Not here Michael, you owe Sark and me something before we bring you to her. Though I must say, naming her after Weiss, how sentimental. I always thought you two were gay lovers."

"Bitch."

"Michael I have been called that so many times it just rolls—"

Irina had made her move. She grabbed Lauren from behind and disarmed her.

"Sydney, Vaughn, get your guns."

As Sydney and Vaughn went to pick up their guns, Irina addressed Lauren.

"Now really, what kind of spy are you that you get so caught up in a conversation and don't pay attention to the third person sneaking up behind you."

"Give me one reason why I shouldn't kill you." Vaughn said as he forced his gun against Lauren's temple.

"I'll give you two. One, you already have killed me, and two, Julian will kill you."

"Not very likely"

"Drop the gun, Mr. Vaughn" Sark's voice rang out.

Sydney turned to face Sark as he came running up onto the porch.

"Drop the gun." he repeated, his gun trained on Vaughn's back.

"Why should I."

"Because if you don't I will not take you to your daughter."

"Sydney, Irina, and I can find her just fine."

"I'll kill Sydney."

"No you won't."

"Why wouldn't I? If you kill my wife, than I will kill yours." Sark shifted his gun so it now pointed directly at Sydney.

Vaughn glanced over to see Sark holding a gun on Sydney and promptly lowered his gun. Irina however did not let go of Lauren.

"Release my wife, Irina, I won't lower my gun until you let her go."

Irina complied and the five of the stood on the porch, guns in hand, lowered to their sides.

"Well this sure is one screwed up family." Lauren smirked.

In unison, Sark, Sydney, Vaughn, and Irina replied.

"You've got that right."

p.s: how do you tell if your glands are swollen? because i think min emight be. maybe i should go back to the doctor