-1[bDisclaimer[/bWe all wish we were the creators of Alias, but we aren't, so
there.
[bA/N:[/b
And
now the conclusion…
[bEpilogue/ Sydney's decision [/b
---Sark's POV---
I did not reach this decision lightly. I thought I knew what I was going to do, until I gave birth to what had formed of my child, until I held in my arms the embryo, until the doctors insisted that it wasn't healthy for me to keep the embryo, until they took my child. I love you more then anything; just as I love my father; just as I loved that embryo. Maybe, maybe what my mother told me was right. All I know is that I can't take the pain associated with this life. I would love to start a new life with you. However, I would come to resent you one day for taking away the freedom that I would lose. We would have to go into hiding and I would resent you. If I stayed in this life and left you, I would despise my father for taking you away from me, when I needed you most. It was then that I realized what I needed most. Every time we get hurt in this business we seek revenge causing only more pain. That is when I realized, we weren't meant to seek out the revenge. I am going to do something that is very hard for me to do, because it contradicts what I have learned in this business. I am going to let someone else seek the suitable punishment. It all makes perfect sense. I am going to leave it to the hands of the lord; yes, I am going away. I have no doubt that you will try to follow. So, my decision is that I am going to follow my heart and choose my own path, and no I'm not asking for permission. They do not need me; in 2-3 years there will be at least 50 other agents that would have started replacing me anyways. Please make them understand that I need this. I will be happy where I am going. Like Jessica Simpson sang in 'With You,' the real me is a southern girl with Levis on and an open heart. I was never meant for this life. I will not let this life beat me. I wish you all the best of luck, and happiness. Goodbye.
And beneath this letter, in Sydney's handwriting was her signature.
I glanced up to find Jack glaring at me.
"So, she's gone." he stated the obvious.
I nodded in agreement.
"I never thought I'd be saying this, but I'm looking forward to working with you." Jack spat out slowly.
"Same here." I answered. "So…"
"So… how long do we wait until we go after her?" he asked.
"I know she just went through a miscarriage, but maybe it's better if we left it alone. She seems so sure that she'll be happy wherever she's going." I argued.
"Are you sure about that? Are you saying that because you believe so, or because you're afraid that she'll never forgive you if you go after her?"
[bEl
Fin
(The End)[/b
[bA/N:[/b Yes, I'm ending it there. You'll have to make your own assumptions as to what Sark's answer would be (and where Syd went).
