Disclaimer:
I don't own Alias and never will. There, are you happy now?
A/N: This story is, sadly coming to an end. It has only about 2
more chapters left, just thought you should know.
Previously
on A Fine Line:
She looked up at me, crying. "It's my
daughter, Sark doesn't even know I have one, I just, I don't know
who the father is, and, and do you know how degrading it would feel?
Every time I think about it, I feel like a whore, so, I couldn't
tell him, but, but, I've always kept her a secret, but don't get
me wrong I love her so much, I just, I guess I didn't keep her a
secret as well as I thought I did, because he, he, he took her, and
until now I've had no way to find her or find out any information
on her. But, I found out from my sources that someone does have
information on him. He calls himself teddy bear, because it doesn't
seem threatening, so it cons you. The, the CIA has information on
him, but, you know as well as I do, that they're not going to hand
that information over to me, so, I, I was wondering if you could
retrieve that information for me, I'd be forever in your debt. You
know how much it feels when someone you love is taken away from you,
I, I have a chance to get her back, please, please help me."
I stared back at her and wondered if we had switched places and I had been asking for her to help me retrieve Danny again if she would help me.
Chapter 10 It has begun
In the end I had promised that I would. Faith looked at me a little suspiciously, as if I had agreed just a little too quickly, as if I were going to turn her in when I got back home.
"I'm not going to screw you over, and after I give you the information that you need to find your daughter, maybe I'll see if I can at least get them to drop some of the charges on you, because it wasn't really your fault." I told her.
She looked unsure, not able to tell if I was telling the truth.
I smiled at her. "I promise, and I don't break promises."
Maybe it was the tone in my voice, but the ends of her mouth turned up just a little, as if I had finally reached her and she believed me.
"I hope not." And she leaned over, embracing me in a hug, wiping away her tears. "It'll be late when you get there, it'd be better if you did it tomorrow."
"Thanks."
A Day later
And thus I walked into the CIA, dressed as if I were going to work. My hair was pulled up into a scrunchy, after much consideration. I smiled, nodding to people, greeting them with a good morning as I walked through a door. I was supposed to retrieve the information from a computer where we stored information on criminals that were a serious danger to us. I walked down a hallway, and spotted the next door I had to walk through.
---Sark's POV---
I
grabbed Faith's hand as she helped me up into the van.
"Okay, this mission is of vital importance to us, if you screw up even once, believe me, you wont get another chance to screw up again." the man with the thick auburn hair threatened.
A laugh went through the crowd of people.
"Hello, love," Simon greeted as he walked into the truck, sitting next to my sister. "Hello, Sark"
"Hello, Simon" I greeted in a voice you reserved for when someone was not wanted. We felt the truck take off as the back was closed. "Now that I think about it, there was a question I wanted to ask you. Why are you here, Simon? A 12 year old girl could do your job."
Simon smiled at me. "Really? You must have got me confused with let's say, you?"
I smiled, rolling my eyes, a trait I had picked up working with Americans.
"Easy boys." Faith ordered, looking at both of us.
---Sydney's
POV---
I walked into the room of my destination and saw that the
computer I needed was already logged on. "Great."
I fumbled around in my pocket for what I needed. I pulled out what appeared to be a blue hair clip and placed it on the tower of the computer. I searched the computer for "Teddy bear" and it came up with a result. I downloaded it to the "hair clip" and waited for it to finish.
---Faith's POV---
I felt the truck stop and
knew we were here. I was still privately listening in on what was
happening with Sydney through a Comm. Link. On our mission it had
been decided that I would give the okay for us to go. Although some
grumbled about it, I had convinced them, more or less, that it was my
way or the highway.
"Did you send her home yet?" Sark whispered in my ear.
"Kinda" I revealed in a whisper.
"What do you mean "kinda"?" Sark hissed.
"She's in L.A., but she's doing me a much needed favor first." I answered truthfully.
"How can you be so selfish?" Sark asked.
"I have my reasons." I insisted, looking the other way, ignoring Sark.
"What could they be?" he persisted.
"You wouldn't understand." I told him.
"Whatever, after this mission I will see to it personally that she is sent home. And no more "favors", ok?" he told me.
"Okay." I echoed.
---Sydney's POV---
I
watched as the download finished loading. As I moved to remove the
hair clip however, a loud screeching sound as if somebody was using
Dial-up to connect to the internet. I watched as some electrical
surge jump to our security system. My heart began racing faster as I
watched it begin malfunctioning.
"What the hell did you have me do?" I yelled into the Comm. Link.
---Faith's
POV---
"Okay, boys and girls, it's go time!" I yelled with a
smile on my face. Everyone began filing out of the cars and shooting
or doing what they could to enter the building.
---Sydney's
POV---
"f!" I yelled, running out of the room. I had to get
Sark or Faith and find out what just happened and if I had caused
that.
---Miss Bridget's POV---
My eyes glazed over as I
entered a trance, rocking back and forth. When it had finished I knew
it had begun. I ran to the mirror and fear could be seen in my eyes,
as they bulged out.
---Faith's POV---
I pulled out my
barrettas as I ran into the room, spotting several agents pulling out
guns, which our men gunned down easily. I shot a security camera and
made my way, deeper into the building.
---Dixon's
POV--
"Sir, we've got a problem!" a man yelled, running into
my office.
---Sydney's POV---
I ran down the hallway
noticing that no alarm or anything was going off. "s!" I
yelled.
---Sark's POV---
I noticed some guy with brown
hair, looking at me, shaking.
"Please don't kill me." he greeted.
He looked familiar, but I didn't have time to remember faces.
"Sark! Snap out of it!" Faith yelled, shooting the guy who I now remembered to be Marshall. He fell back, blood staining his shirt.
I looked around noticing some of our people, hacking into their computers. I heard security guards running out to meet us, along with their better trained agents.
I felt a bullet graze me and I winced in pain. Aiming my gun I shot a few down.
---Sydney's POV---
I spotted Faith and Sark
with people who I assumed must be helping them.
Like I did? I thought angrily. I pulled out my gun and began shooting all around me, aiming to take them down.
---Dixon's
POV---
"Get Agent Bristow and see if she knows what the hell is
going on!" I ordered looking at the security camera.
"Sir, that's the thing." a guard began. "We have reason to believe she orchestrated all of this."
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