Title: Over My Head (Better Off Dead)
Disclaimer: I don't own alias… the song used in the title and just plain used is drum roll Over My Head (Better Off Dead) by Sum 41…they own the rights to that!
A/N: There is a little Japanese in this chapter and if you do understand it you might find some mistakes as I am writing it out from memory. Please tell me if there are any mistakes and I will try my best to fix them. I will also write the English translation at the bottom…so you can just scroll there if you like to see what I was trying to say lol
Chapter Two:.Reminiscing.:
It's none of your concern Don't look to me because I don't believe in fameI guess you never heard
I've met our makers they don't even know your name
If I had to say goodbye to leave this hell
I'd say my time has served me wellI'm falling, I'm falling
Now I'm in
Over my head with something I said
Completely misread I'm better off dead
And now I can see, how fake you can be
This hypocracy's beginning to get to…
Sydney wanted to go to Vaughn more then she would like to admit to herself. More then she was supposed to and in a more personal way. A way against protocol. Now was no exception.
"Will, have you seen my lipstick?" she called out from the bathroom.
"No!" he called back.
This frustrated her beyond anything. Little things of hers kept on going missing and she was awfully fond of that lipstick…not to mention the fact that it was the "special" lipstick she always kept with her. It made her just want to run to Vaughn. 'Be strong. If you were stronger then you wouldn't be in this mess. Innocence is bliss' she knew that the most in her life now. "Damn it" was all she let herself say out loud.
"Syd!" Will called out to her. She came out of the bathroom and went straight to the kitchen where she joined Will.
"Yes?"
"Francie left this note for us on the fridge" he pulled it off. "Guys come around to the restaurant tonight. I have a surprise for you F" he read aloud.
"Shit! I can't. I have to go to Japan"
"I'll tell her"
"Thanks" she kissed Will on the check then headed out the front door to find out what the CIA wanted her to do. "Bye"
After getting the information to the CIA she received her counter mission. Her aim was to give any information found on the mission to the CIA, tapping into the phone line and if she came across any members of this certain group to capture and not kill unless it was necessary. They wanted to interrogate the members and for that they need them alive.
The plane gave Sydney more time then she would have liked to think. 'Ok…I can do this. I just have to breathe. If you don't make it back from this Vaughn will kick your butt' she told herself. By looking at her you wouldn't even realise the battle raging inside of her. It just looked as if she were bored sitting on a plane.
"Syd, how are you feeling?" Dixon asked.
"I'm actually feeling pretty good." She lied. He looked at her, showing her he didn't believe what she told him. "I'm a little nervous but I will be fine" she said. It was close enough to the truth.
Dixon nodded. They remained silent for the rest of the trip.
They arrived at the location a very familiar place. Geisha walked around in their traditional kimonos. Sydney was not dressed as a geisha this time. No this time she was just an American tourist. Dixon was her husband.
"Watashiwa Kaito desu. Douzouroshiku." Sydney said with perfect Japanese. Her cover was that she had studied Japanese for years. She spoke to the secretary at the front.
"Bokuwa Jyako desu. Douzouroshiku" Dixon said next. His Japanese matched Sydney's. They had "supposedly" met at school in the Japanese class.
The secretary nodded and bowed. "This way to your rooms" they were not sharing a room, as it was not seen upon.
"Thank you," They both said at once and they each smiled a little. She then left them to be alone.
"Are you ready?" Dixon asked. She nodded and looked around the room checking for bugs. After feeling satisfied that there weren't any she turned her attention back to Dixon.
"So while I infiltrate the office you will find any members of the group and…" he trailed off.
"Ok" she took her gun and hid it in the back of her pants. She wished she had a better place to put it but what she had would have to do.
"We'll meet back when we are scheduled for the massage."
"Got it!" she then headed out. 'OK…this is it…you can do it!' she egged herself on. Walking down the hallway she immediately spotted members of the group. 'How do I do this? Will they respond the same if …' she stopped for a moment. 'Who am I kidding…guys are guys' and she should know it. She moved her hips and worked her way towards them. She was getting close to the outside world and she knew she would have to act fast.
"Konnichiwa" she said. She tried her hardest to sound as if she had no idea what she was doing or what she was saying.
"Konbanwa" they corrected her. She feigned her look of confusion. "You do not speak Japanese?"
"No" they seemed all right with that. One led her into a room and she willingly followed. "So do you strong men work here?"
"Hai…uh…Yes" she could see outside through the windows and now saw that it actually was evening. 'That much time has passed already' she paused for a moment in her thoughts though her body showed no sign of what she was thinking. 'I'm sorry Francie' she knew she would understand but that didn't stop her from feeling bad about not being there for her friends. 'I'll make that up to you guys one day…I promise. Just not right now' Sydney continued her work. She had them down in a few seconds with a couple of basic jabs and then knocked them out by clubbing them out with her gun. She used her comm. to contact the CIA. "This is mountaineer. I have 2 men down in one of the rooms. Prepare to send the team in." she said. She then put it away and went outside to see who else she could find.
After successfully capturing most of the heads of the organization Sydney went over to meet up with Dixon and get their well needed massage. 'Wait a min…I have to tap the phone for the CIA' then she remembered that they had already taken care of that.
"Hey Kate. Are you enjoying yourself?" Dixon asked coming into the room,
"Yea. It's wonderful here. Thanks. Are you enjoying it here too?" she asked. The small talk was now becoming necessary and the masseuses were entering the room.
Right before they even had the chance to get comfortable an unwanted presence became…well present.
"Miss Bristow. Mr Dixon" The voice said. Neither needed to turn around to know who it was. Everyone knew that voice…Sark.
"What are you doing here?" Sydney asked.
"I could ask you the same question. But seeing as you're here with Dixon I would say it was more for a purpose then as a relaxation weekend." He paused for a moment. "Isn't it funny that we would both end up back here." He said directed at Sydney.
Dixon looked between the two trying to see what he was talking about but could find no logical reason as to why Sark would be saying these things.
"What can I say…I just loved it here" Sydney said back. Her eyes were shooting cloaks and daggers at Sark and he immediately that whatever was going on here was not something friendly.
"Yes. So you got a taste of it and can't get enough?"
"You pig" was all she said back. "Why did you choose that side? I know you have your reasons but I just can't see why you would want to place yourself in a place like SD-6." She said but realised too late that Dixon was there.
"I know why you choose to work for SD-6. Most people outside do. Your mother was no exception."
"Don't talk about her"
"What? Does she get to you that much? Do you hate the fact that they make you talk to her. Interrogate her."
"Sydney what is her talking about." Dixon was now even more confused. What did Sydney's mother have to do with this after all.
But she ignored him.
"You are more talented then I thought."
"Shut up!" she almost yelled but kept her voice under control. 'Sark is so annoying…but I can't help but be intrigued by him'
"I saw them outside. I thought even for the idiots they might be that they would be able to hide a bit more easily then that."
"Sark, why do you choose to make my life a living hell? You're a killing machine and you don't deserve to be called human anymore." Sydney said forcefully. She was surprised when she thought for a split second she saw something appear in his eyes. An emotion. A sad one. But only for a split second and then it was gone.
He then pulled out his gun and aimed it at Dixon and left without so much as blink or thought of what he had just done.
Watashiwa Kaito desu My name is Kate
Bokuwa Jyako desu My name is Jack
Douzouroshiku Nice to meet you
Konnichiwa hello
Konbanwa good evening
Hai Yes
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