Beautiful Disaster

I know 7 pages is a lot but this isn't the 7 page chapter!


Chapter 43

“Dad?” She couldn’t believe her Dad was sitting in Julian’s cell with Julian and they weren’t killing each other.

Jack simply looked up and smiled at her. “Hi honey.” Sydney entered the cell cautiously, wondering if she was crossing over into another dimension.

“What are you doing here?” Both men looked at her like it was obvious but she stared back at them waiting for a response. Jack smiled and let out a soft chuckle.

“First, you know I work here.” He teased her. “Second, I thought it would be best to brainstorm with Sark since he knows how the Covenant works and what their next move will most likely be.”

“You two,” she pointed back and forth between Jack and Julian, “are working together? You’re not trying to kill each other?” Jack nodded and Julian gave Sydney a reassuring look to let her know he was okay.

A sense of calm came over Sydney. Her dad was getting along with Julian. Not only were they getting along but it was by choice. She smiled inwardly and let a small smile show on her lips as she sat down at the paper covered table.

“Have you formulated a plan?” She questioned them, still smiling.

“We’ve thought up a few options but none of them seem to be the best one.” Her father replied giving her his stern worried which meant that he didn’t feel any of the options were safe enough for her.

“Perhaps I have something that can help.” She placed the pad with her notes from Lauren down in front of her Dad. “I had a nice little visit Lauren and she graciously offered me her help with detailing the security systems at the laboratory.”

Both Jack and Julian gave her shocked expressions before Jack shook his head at her.

“I think you’ve been hanging around this one too long if you’re smiling about how you interrogated Lauren for this information.” Sydney smiled innocently while Julian chortled inaudibly. “At any rate, the information should help us. I’ll go run upstairs and verify this with the intel Marshall. It should also help him make his gadgets for your mission.”

Jack gave a brief nod of goodbye to Julian as he got up and made his way out of the cell. Once Sydney and Julian thought Jack was out of sight they began exchanging their hellos.

“I’m surprised to see you here Sydney. I thought for sure you’d be brainstorming with Agents Weiss and Vaughn.” Sark studied her face while trying to avert looking Sydney directly in the eye. She smiled knowingly at him.

“Well I’m not. I came here. I had to talk to Dixon and Lauren first but then I came here because I wanted to talk with you but if you’d prefer I leave, I can.” She paused, realizing for the first time that maybe when he said they needed a break from each other he also meant that he didn’t want to see her at work. “If you don’t want to see me at all I understand,” She started out strong but as she continued her voice faded to just barely above a whisper. “But I thought that even though we weren’t together anymore we could still work together.”

Sark gently cupped her face in his hands, slowly raising her face to eye so that he could look her in the eye. “I’m glad you came here.” He smiled as he brushed away the tear that had escaped her eye.

“Really?” She whispered, a small smile starting to appear on her lips and eyes.

He nodded. “Really.” He let his thumb massage her cheek and dimple for a moment before letting his hand drop back to his side.

Jack who had been watching the exchange between the two smiled as well. He knew in that moment that he had made the right decision about Julian. Deciding it was best to leave the two alone for a little while he left to find Marshall.

“So,” Sydney laughed a little as she brushed away the few remaining tears that had managed to fall. “Where do we start?”
A smirk briefly passed over Sark’s face as he thought of a clever retort but restrained because he didn’t want to go there with Sydney right now. He didn’t want to let himself give in and let himself believe that just because she had come to see him meant that she wanted to be with him.

“I guess we start at square one with what we know for sure. The Covenant took your eggs and stored them at the facility in Tuscany. Chances at least some the eggs are still there. Now based on the satellite footage we know that the place is heavily guarded and it won’t be easy to get in or out of. Also, we can assume that whatever security measures were in place have been stepped up a notch. I had Jack bring me down all the files we have on the facility in hopes of finding out who designed their security system but so far that has been a dead end.

However, we did notice that there is a bank located next to the facility. The bank seems to have underground vaults that connect to the Covenant facility. We believe that this is the best way into the facility. The only problem is Jack thinks that the bank might also be run by the Covenant and therefore they will be on the lookout for you or anyone else trying to break in. On the contrary, I think we can use it to our advantage.” At this Sydney gave him a skeptical look and he smiled.

“If the Covenant owns the Bank I was not privy to that information, however, on the off chance that they do I think it will help us. We’ll send you in posing as wealthy woman about to be married who wants to keep certain assets a secret from her soon to be husband. You’ll have an appointment to open a safety deposit box in their highest security level vault three floors underground. Once you’re downstairs, we’ll shut down the power to the security cameras and send a team in to rob the bank. Security will be diverted to the bank robbery and you’ll be free to break into the laboratory. With any luck the Covenant will even be foolish enough to send security from the laboratory over to the bank. Even if the bank isn’t Covenant run it will still provide you the necessary distraction to access the laboratory.”

“What if the vault doesn’t connect to the lab? How am I supposed to get in? Even if they are connected, won’t the robbery alert the Covenant that someone might be trying to break into the lab as well?” Julian nodded thoughtfully.

“I’m fairly sure they’re connected but we have to be worried about the Covenant predicting our move. They know we’re looking for the eggs and will already be taking as many precautions as possible.” He trailed off trying to find another way to break into the facility. Sydney replayed his plan over in her head. Something he had said had triggered a nagging thought in the back of her head.

“Julian,” He looked up at her. “Did you know what the Covenant did to me? Did you know that they took my eggs?”

He sighed deeply, looking away from her. “Sydney.” He started guardedly.

“You didn’t you! You knew all along!” She accused, the bitterness, anger, and hurt clearly evident by her tone and the look on her face.

“Sydney it’s complicated.”
“No, no it’s not complicated at all. Either you knew or you didn’t. It is as simple as that Julian!” She jumped out of her chair. She couldn’t believe that he could know all along and not tell her.

“Yes I knew, but I thought it would be best not to tell you.” She shrieked away from him as he made to get up and move closer to her.

“You knew all this time and you never once told me! How could you? How could you not tell me?” Tears poured from her swollen brown eyes. His heart broke at the hurt he was causing her now but there was little he could do to fix it.

“Sydney please you have to listen to me. I honestly thought it was better to wait to tell you.”

“No. No Julian why do I have to listen to you. How could it have ever been better to make me wait to find out what the Covenant did to me? You’re talking about my life, my eggs . How could you not tell me?”

She was so lost. All she wanted to hear was some explanation that would satisfy the hole he had just put in her heart but she knew nothing could ever excuse what he did. He had kept it from her all along. All this time she could have been working to retrieve her eggs and he had ruined it. Now she was stuck trying to break into a highly secured facility where her chances of retrieving the eggs were slim to none.

Julian tried to reach for her arms to pull her close but she pulled away from him as though she was repulsed by the very sight of him. He hung his head sadly as he slowly tried to explain himself.

“Yes I knew they had taken your eggs but I didn’t know where they were storing them or what exactly their endgame was. Without having any other information to offer you I was afraid if I told you it would only makes things worse for you. I know you and I knew that it would drive you crazy not knowing where you eggs were. I had hoped that by retrieving the disc and bringing the Covenant down we would learn were the eggs were and what their endgame was in time to find the eggs and put a stop to everything. I never intended to hurt you; I only wanted to keep you from getting even more stressed out. I certainly never planned on everything happening the way it did. Sydney you have to believe me when I tell you that I really thought I was protecting you.” Slowly he raised his to look up at her and when he did all he wanted to do was hold her but she wouldn’t even let him touch her.

“I just can’t believe that I trusted you. I betrayed my country and my friends for you. I didn’t keep any secrets from you and you kept the biggest secret of all. How am I supposed to believe anything now? How can I believe that you didn’t keep other secrets from me? They took my eggs Julian, do you understand? My eggs. And you knew and didn’t tell me and now I might not get them back before the Covenant makes a Rambaldi baby. I don’t know if I can forgive you for this.” She turned to leave but ran smack into her father’s chest. Jack had a very puzzled look on his face because when he left the two of them had been okay and now his daughter was running out, soaked in tears.

“Sydney? What’s wrong?” Jack asked her sweetly as he held her at arms length.
“Ask Sark.” She mumbled before gently pushing him aside and storming out of the cell area.

Jack glared menacingly at Sark as visions of what he could have possibly done to upset his daughter went through his head.

Julian put his hands up defeat. “Jack I swear I never meant to hurt her.”

“Then what happened Sark? Because from where I stand it looks like you did a damn good job of hurting her and I’d like to know what the hell it was you did.” Julian sighed nervously. Jack was certainly not someone whose bad side he ever really wanted to be on.

“I knew all along that the Covenant took Sydney’s eggs. I didn’t know where they were keeping them though and I didn’t want to tell Sydney until I knew we could get them back. You and I both know that if I had told her it would have only made it harder for her and she would have stressed herself out even more. Knowing and not being able to do anything about it would have killed her. I was planning on telling the CIA when we found out about the Rambaldi DNA but then the CIA discovered it without my help. I swear Jack I was only trying to protect her.”

Jack studied Julian closely as he spoke. He knew Julian was telling the truth but still he understood now why Sydney was so upset.

“Why didn’t you come to the CIA sooner with the information, or at least have told me?” Jack questioned him.

“I didn’t trust the CIA very much and no offense Jack but you’re not exactly the easiest person to come to. For all I knew you would have killed me before I could even tell you I was one of the good guys.

Jack nodded in understanding. “I came to give you the information Lauren gave us. As far as we can tell it’s accurate and it’s the only valuable intel we have on the security of the facility.” He handed Julian the information. “You look over it and try to devise a plan. I’m going to go try to talk to Sydney and help her calm down.”

Sark nodded his sadness and worry evident on his face. Jack could tell by the lack of Julian’s usual cool exterior that he truly loved Sydney and was honestly hurting. He gave Julian a sympathetic look before turning towards the door.
Just as he was about to leave he heard Sark cough quietly.

“Thank you Jack…for everything.”

“You’re welcome.” Was all Jack said before making his way to find Sydney, leaving Julian to sink back down at the table and pour over Lauren’s intel.
 
I can understand why he wanted to protect her but he still held valuable info from Sydney.

As for Jack, I'm still shocked that he can trust Sark after all the things he did and even after learning that Sark 'lied' to Sydney about the eggs, Jack still wants to help him get Sydney back.

Thanks for the pm and liked the confrontation between Lauren and Sydney in the last chapter.


:smiley:

CJ
 
i don't like it when Syd & Julian :argue: It's not nice for the Sarkney fluffers! but anyway, i'm sorry this isn't a better review but i need to go properly die over the new promo pics at Alias Media...:thud:
 
😌 Another Katwina chapter? :woot:

:confetti:

YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

:Ponder: Well Julzie is a little bit of a doofus :rolleyes: Keeping that from Syddie... but well, let's keep in mind that he IS an international criminal mastermind, or was one anyway... surely that's not the only thing he's keeping from Syddie...

I think you stayed away from the fruits and veggies in that chapter... I can't decide what you were eating while you wrote it :blink:

LOVING THE UPDATES!!!!!!!!!!

Love JuJu :harp:
 
sarkattack - I know Jack is pretty shocking at times but he explains himself in this chapter!
I can understand why he wanted to protect her but he still held valuable info from Sydney. I'm glad you like the confrontation between Syd and Lauren!! They might jsut have another one! :D

luckylass - lol thanks!!! I like being able to update quickly too!! I think it makes it better and easier for you guys!

SydneyAnneVaughn - aww I know I'm sorry there hasnt been more sarkney fluff and ooooooooo I totally died over those pics too!!!!

JuJu - hehehe another chapter!!! I can't believe that you're okay with Julian and Syd fighting!! But I'm glad you like the updates and dont want to kill me!!


and now heres the really long chapter!!!

Chapter 44

Sydney had barely made it past the gates before she broke down completely. Jack found her huddled against the wall sobbing into her hands. Immediately he scooped her into his arms and escorted into a private room. He left her standing just inside the door, pulled a chair over to her and managed to get her to sit down.

“Sydney I know you’re hurting right now and I’m not the best person in the world to comfort you but I think you need to hear what I’m going to say.”

Surprised by the soft tone of his voice with her tears glistening in her wide brown eyes, she looked up and gave her father her full attention. Jack gulped ever so noticeably, suddenly nervous at the prospect of laying his feelings out in attempt to soothe his daughter and get her to forgive a wanted terrorist.

“Sark told me that what he did – that he knew about your eggs and didn’t tell you. I won’t pretend that what he did was the right decision or that it doesn’t hurt you to find it out right now. That being said, I also understand his reasons for not keeping it from you and I think he deserves the chance to earn you forgiveness.” Sydney gave a father a look of disbelief but he continued on anyway.

“Now I know that I haven’t always been the biggest fan of Mr. Sark’s, nor was I very happy when I found you were intimate with him. However, over the past week or so I’ve watched him with you and I’ve never seen you so happy. When you told me months ago that you had fallen in love with him I thought you were simply delirious or suffering from your trauma. I purposely requested that Vaughn aid you in your search for Sark because I had hoped that you would realize you were still in love with Vaughn and not Sark, but seeing you grieve for Sark and despite my attempt you didn’t go running back to Vaughn I realized that you did truly love him. Still, when he returned I was skeptical of him. I wasn’t sure that we could trust him but I knew that you both of you were in love so I gave him a chance. I must say that much to my surprise he has come a long way in earning my trust.” Sydney gave Jack a very surprised and perplexed look that only made him smile inwardly.

“I’m not saying that you should choose who you’re with based on my opinions. After all I know I certainly haven’t been the father you deserve but I feel that Julian is better for you than Vaughn ever was. I also know that I saw a broken man in that cell after you stormed out. Sark may not have made the right decision in deciding to keep what he knew from you but he honestly thought he was protecting you and the idea that he hurt you like he did is tearing him apart.” Jack paused, surprised with himself. “I just thought that maybe you should hear that.”

Sydney looked down at her hands, trying to absorb everything her father had told her.

“It’s just I don’t know what to believe anymore. I thought I could trust Julian and I did. I gave him my heart and let him into my life. Which was a very hard thing for me to do after my missing two years and losing Vaughn but I did it. Only now I find out that he lied to me, he kept secrets from me.” She looked up at Jack to make sure he was listening to her.

“I know he’s probably upset right now as well but I can’t just forgive him for keeping so big from me. I need time to deal with this.”

Jack nodded in understanding and pulled Sydney into a hug as she stood up. “Take all the time you need sweetheart but just remember to follow your heart and you’ll end up in the right place.”

“Thank you Daddy.” She hugged him tighter and tears welled up in Jack’s eyes.

“I love you Sydney. I don’t tell you or act like it often enough but I do.” Sydney pulled away after a moment.

“I love you, too.” They shared a smile before Jack gestured towards the door.

“What do you say we go and try to figure out we’re going to your eggs back.” Sydney nodded, linked arms with her father and they walked back out into the hall.


Upon reaching the gates that lead to Julian’s cell they found that Weiss was already there escorting Julian back up to the debriefing room.

“What’s going on?” Jack asked Weiss.

“Dixon sent me down to bring up Julian and tell you guys that we’re reconvening to discuss our plan of action. He wants us up in the air within the next 6 hours so we need draw up the mission specs and get the op-tech taken care of.” Jack nodded and noticed that Sydney refused to look Sark in the eye.

“Well I suppose we should all head upstairs then.”

The four of them made their way to the conference room and took their seats. Sydney made sure that she sat next to her father and that Julian sat on the other side him. She wasn’t ready to talk to him. Vaughn of course saw her red eyes and immediately sent a death glare in Julian’s direction before switching seats so he could sit next to Sydney.

He leaned over so that he could whisper in ear before Dixon could start the debrief. “Are you okay?”

She turned her head slightly and gave him a fake smile. “Yeah, just a little stressed.” He nodded and gave her hand a squeeze.

“I’m here for you whenever you need me.”

“Thanks Vaughn. I might just take you up on that talk sometime.”

“I hope you do.” He smiled at her but only for a second because Jack coughed gruffly causing him to shift his attention to the glare Jack was giving him. Gulping slightly he moved away from Sydney and settled down into his chair forcing himself to pay attention to Dixon.

“Aright, everyone I need you attention.” Dixon’s voice boomed over the group of agents and analysts. “We need to draw up some mission specs so I am open to any suggestions you might all have.”

Sark was the first one to speak up, eager to prove himself.

“I think have a plan that will work and not risk any lives or even require any agents to travel to Tuscany.” All eyes and ears immediately jumped to Julian, everyone was suddenly very interested in what he had to say.

“I propose that you send me to the lab in Tuscany. Based my familiarity with the Covenant operatives I think I could get into the laboratory alone. It will require trust on the CIA’s part but I could convince the Covenant that I broke free from the CIA and came back to help them. I’ll pretend that I’m warning them that you’re coming and then offer to help them relocate the eggs. If they believe me I’ll learn where they have all of the eggs. I’ll be able to either retrieve them or alert the CIA of where they are hiding them. If they’re all at the laboratory then I should have no problem retrieving them and returning them to the CIA.”

There was dead silence as everyone waited for Dixon to respond. What Sark was proposing was ludicrous. The CIA could never, would never trust him to carry out such an important mission alone. Dixon starred rather seriously, scrutinizing Sark while he thought over the proposal. Jack, however, was the first to break the silence.

“I think that might just be the best plan but I think the CIA will need some assurance they can trust you with something this important.”

“I would think that my cooperation so far should demonstrate that I want to work with the CIA and can be trusted. Besides even if I were to leave and simply return to the Covenant, the CIA loses nothing.”

“Wrong.” Dixon interrupted. “The CIA loses valuable time and we run the risk of you warning the Covenant that we are onto to them and then actually helping them evade us. What you’re proposing, while appealing, is without a doubt a risk for the CIA. I don’t know if I can allow such a risk at this time.” Sark nodded. He had anticipated that the CIA would doubt him.

“I also propose then that you inject me with a time-released tracking device so that you can track my whereabouts should I not report back within a designated time. I would also suggest that you bug me but I’m afraid the Covenant will be smart enough to scan me to make sure they aren’t being double crossed.” A slow murmur went around the room as agents began to discuss Sark’s proposal.

“Director Dixon may I suggest that we make this meeting a little more private for a moment?” Jack asked, raising an eyebrow at the noise around the table.
“Yes, I think that would be very appropriate. Sark, Jack, Sydney, Marshall, and ah Weiss and Vaughn in my office now. The rest of you stay here and discuss our other options. Agent Broderick please lead the discussion and I want at least three solid plans when I return.” With that the small group filed out of the room and piled into Dixon’s office.

As soon as everyone was settled, the discussion immediately picked up again.

“I for one would like to state that I think this idea insane.” Vaughn scoffed.

“You would.” Sark mumbled under his breath which earned him a dark glare from both Vaughn and Weiss.

“Dixon you can’t seriously be considering this! I am the only one here who thinks it is absolutely ridiculous?” Vaughn looked around completely exasperated by his current situation.

“While I understand your concern Agent Vaughn, I happen to think this is probably the best shot we have at safely retrieving those eggs.” Jack replied coolly. Vaughn threw his hands up in frustration. He couldn’t believe that Jack of all people was supporting this plan. He felt like he has just stepped into an alternate universe.

Dixon sighed and put his hand up to signal for everyone to stop arguing. He studied Sark for a moment before focusing his attention on Sydney.

“Sydney you’ve been awfully quiet. Surely you must have an opinion on all of this.” Everyone turned to look at Sydney who was suddenly feeling rather nervous. She took a moment before responding, choosing her words carefully.

“I’m not sure what to think actually. On one hand, it seems like a very appealing idea. Turning Sark back over to the Covenant ensures us a way in unless of course they don’t believe him and then they’ll just have him killed. On the other hand, if Sark isn’t to be trusted then we could lose the chance forever to retrieve my eggs.” She paused, unsure of what she was feeling. She didn’t know if Sark could be trusted anymore. Why had he really kept the knowledge that the Covenant had stolen her eggs a secret from her? Was he still working with the Covenant after all? Was everything just a deceitful plan like when her mother turned herself into the CIA?

“Sydney, I’m at a loss. You fought very strongly to have Sark pardoned when you returned the other week and now it seems as though you’re not sure we can trust him.” Dixon looked curiously at Jack before continuing. “Listen these are you eggs we’re talking about, that means I’m not going to send anyone over there unless you’re comfortable with the plan. Meaning if you don’t trust Sark enough to handle this job then we’ll devise another plan but if you feel that this will work and you’re confident that we can trust him then I’ll get a plane ready now.”

Sydney shifted uncomfortable in her seat under the gaze of her closest friends. A couple of hours ago she would have fought strongly that they could trust Sark but now she wasn’t sure of anything.

“Sydney you can’t really be considering this, can you?” Vaughn looked her with a mix of hurt and confusion. She looked at him sadly.

“What other options do I have?” Vaughn shook his head at her but it was Jack who responded.

“Sydney we can, like Dixon said, devise another strategy. Don’t fool yourself into believing that this is your only option.” He gave her arm a light squeeze and she smiled softly at him.

“Could I just have a moment alone with Sark please?” She pleaded with her eyes as well as her tone. Dixon nodded and motioned for everyone to leave. Vaughn begrudgingly left but not without a pout on his face.

When everyone was finally gone and they were all alone Sydney slowly turned to Sark. He was fighting hard to keep a cool exterior, even though his was breaking at how torn apart Sydney seemed.

“Why are you doing this Julian?” She asked him rather harshly.

“I’m doing this because I know how important it is that we destroy those eggs to prevent anyone from making a Rambaldi baby. I want to prevent that just as much as you do and I want to prove to you that you can trust me. I promise you that I didn’t keep any other secrets from you. I only kept it from you to protect you because I didn’t want you to be anymore stressed or upset then you already were.” Sydney wanted to believe and she tried but she felt betrayed and she couldn’t help but compare him to her mother.

“How am I supposed to believe you? How do I know this isn’t all just some master plan to get you back to the Covenant?” Sark hung his head shaking it ever so slightly; he couldn’t believe she would ever think that.

“Sydney I don’t know what to tell you. Other than I love you more than anything. I love you so much that I want you to be happy and have everything you’ve ever dreamed of and more. I love you so much that I left you so that you could be happy because I realized it wasn’t me you wanted to be with. I would risk my life just to see you smile. This was never some master plan to deceive you. I left the Covenant and planned to bring them down so that you could live a normal life. All I’m trying to do is achieve that. I want to make sure that no one ever gets their hands on your eggs again but you have to let me. You have to faith in me.”

Tears welled up in her eyes and she couldn’t see straight. She wanted to believe everything he told her but she just couldn’t let herself. Using the faith line was somewhat low of him but it was working its magic on her. He was beginning to wear her down and she knew that when it came to him she was defenseless because she loved him with all of her heart.

Seeing her cry again ripped Julian’s heart in two and he could no longer stand the distance between them. Without thinking he kneeled down in front her and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her to the edge of her chair and forcing her to look at him.

“Sydney please believe me, just have a little faith in me. I can do this. I can trick the Covenant, get your eggs, destroy them, and return home to the CIA. You just have to let me fix this for you.” After a moment she nodded and rested her forehead against his.

“Okay, but you have to promise me you’ll be careful and come back alive in one piece.” His face lit up in a giant smile as he pulled her into a tight hug.

“I promise you I’ll take care of everything.” He whispered into her hair before pulling back and sitting in his own seat once again. She motioned for him to stay there before walking out of Dixon’s office towards her friends who were watching her rather suspiciously.

Vaughn had the nastiest scowl on his face while Dixon, Marshall, and Weiss just looked puzzled beyond all belief and Jack actually looked somewhat relieved.

“Marshall I need to know what kind of op-tech you can whip up to ensure that Sark doesn’t double cross us.” Marshall looked at Sydney in surprise.

“I, ah, uh. What kind of op-tech are you thinking? Because I have this great bug that you put in your shoe. I mean how genius is that! No one ever scans you down that far and it’s so great that it still picks up audio as if you were wearing it on your shirt collar. Oh and I have a watch that he can use in case things go well you know sour and they try to kill him. All he’d have to is click a button and we’d be alerted there was trouble. Of course the time released tracking device is easy…” He trailed off thinking.

“What about video?”

“Well um that’s a little bit harder but I’m sure I can get you something that they won’t be able to detect. And I’ll get something to link him to coms to us if you want.” He shrugged nervously.

“Great. How fast can you get all of that, plus what he’ll need to get past security?”

“Ahh well,” he left out a deep breath as he calculated it in his head. “About an hour and a half, maybe less.” He waved his hand back and forth as he shrugged again.

“Thanks Marshall.” She smiled at him before crossing her arms over her chest and turning to Dixon. “Can you get it cleared for Sark to do this mission?”

“You honestly think we can trust him?” Dixon asked her hesitantly.

“Yes I do and if he double crosses us I’ll kill him myself.”

“Alright then, I’ll make the necessary calls but Sydney be prepared for this to go either way.” She nodded and he went back to his office to make his calls.

“No way!” Vaughn shouted. “There is no way I’m just going to stand here and support sending Sark in alone on this mission. There is too much at sake and I for one don’t trust him at all.”
“You’re Vaughn. I absolutely agree.” Jack smiled coyly at him.

“Thank you Jack. At last some reason here.”

“Yes, I think you should suit up and go with him. You can take a small team and stay a safe distance away on coms of course in case anything goes wrong.”

“What? No, Jack that’s not exactly the reasoning I was hoping for.”

“Take it or leave it Agent Vaughn because either way Mr. Sark will be going to Tuscany in two hours.” Vaughn looked between Jack and Sydney like a lost puppy. Finally he sighed in defeat.

“Then I’m going because there is no way I’m trusting Sydney’s eggs in that man’s hands.”

“Then I suggest you get suited up. Oh and Agent Weiss can you go back and inform everyone in the conference room that we have decided to send Mr. Sark. I’m sure they’ll all be relieved.” Weiss nodded and pulled Vaughn away with him.

“Thanks Dad.”

“Of course.” Jack smiled lovingly.

With that they both walked back to Dixon’s office. As they were entering he was just hanging up the phone. He glanced at them briefly before looking at Sark.

“Your plane leaves in 2 hours. You need to go see Marshall to get your gear and tracking device planted. Any questions?”

“Agent Vaughn will also be accompanying you with a small team in case anything goes wrong.” Jack piped in, to which both Sark and Dixon shot him looks for. Sark’s was one of disgust whereas Dixon’s was one of surprise and intrigue.

“Alright then Mr. Sark I suggest you get going.” Sark nodded, gave Sydney one last reassuring look before disappearing into the vast office.
 
Why do I have the feeling that only Sark or Vaughn will come back alive from this mission?

Liked how Jack is so protective of his daughter. Hope they retrieve Sydney's eggs before it's too late.

Thanks for the pm and can't wait to see what happens next.

:smiley:

CJ
 
:shock: Oh holy jeebus, I hope to God that CJ isn't right... because... well, ok Vaughnie can do whatever he wants, but Julziepoo can't die! :cry:

Let's see... six more chapters... *studies katwina's sleeping form thoughtfulyl* What do you have up your sleeve, hm? :Ponder: I know there's a twist... I just can't quite figure out what it is yet...

*sigh*

Oh! You have to do something... when you've finished writing this fic, you HAVE to send it to me... because then I don't have to keep hunting through the pages whenever I want to read it :lol:

Love JuJu :harp:
 
i'm with JuJu on this one. but allow me to thud for a moment...:thud: okay, i feel much better now. my thoughts? have The Covenant shoot Vaughn in his meddling little behind and have Sark come home to Syddie and then let them have their own babies and live happily ever after. that would satisfy everyone, now wouldn't it? (y)
 
That was SO good! I hope they work things out soon, because they love each other so much. They're just stubborn :P And as much as I love it, they need to be together!

Thanks for the PMs, sorry I've been absent a lot recently, I've been sick and busy. But things will be back to normal after the 26th! :D

~Anja
 
I love the fact that everyone who was S/V at the start of this fic has completely turned :P (me included)
 
Hey thanks for all the great reviews. Sorry for the longer wait between updates this time but i've been so swamped with work so I made this chapter a little longer to make up for the wait!! Thanks for reading!!! :D



Chapter 45

Sark stopped by Marshall’s office and had the necessary security measures taken care of, as well as having Marshall cook him up some extra op-tech. Then he returned to his cell to pack his bag and head off to meet his car which would take him to the plane.

When he arrived at the plane he found that Agents Weiss and Vaughn were already settled into the plush leather seats. Vaughn acknowledged his presence with a grunt and some sneer that Sark ignored, sitting in the seat closest to him. He surveyed the plane and smirked at how cheap the CIA was. He would have preferred chartering his own plane but thought that if he had suggested that the CIA would surely not have of agreed.

Weiss eyed Vaughn curiously for a moment before finally breaking down and letting his curiosity get of the better of him. “So what exactly is going on with Sark and you?”

Vaughn gave him an odd look. “What do you mean?”

“Well I know we all hate the guy but you seem to have an extreme hatred for him. Its rather disgusting to watch actually.” Vaughn just huffed in a grunt like manner.

“Didn’t you see Sydney hug him? The way she trusts him and acts differently around him. That is what is disgusting to watch.” Weiss had to hold back a laugh.

“Dude you’re jealous, you’re jealous of Sark!” Weiss laughed but Vaughn just glared. “Mike you know I love you but you’re completely overreacting. Sydney would never fall for Sark. He is a terrorist that worked for the organization that stole two years of her life. She might have developed some sense of a trust with him because he became a mole for us but that is as far as she would. There is no way you should be jealous of Sark.”

“You’re wrong Weiss. Sydney told me herself that she has been in love with Sark for some time. Since her missing two months actually. Apparently she was with him the whole. He saved her and took care of her and they fell in love. It’s sickening and I hate the bastard because I don’t trust him one bit and he is going to destroy Syd’s life. And I plan on being there to help put her back together because I love her more than anything. And if I can help it I’ll make sure that he never has the chance to hurt her.” Weiss gapped at Vaughn, clearly shocked by this news.

“Wow. Are you serious? Because Syd would nev…” Weiss drifted as he studied the look in Vaughn’s eye and pieced together all the events leading up to this moment. The night he had met with Syd in the warehouse, the way she fell apart when Sark blew up in the building, the way she fought for his temporary pardon, the date she had and wouldn’t let him meet, and lastly the hug that had been exchanged between them in Dixon’s office. It was all beginning to make sense to him. Sydney had really fallen in love with Sark, internationally wanted terrorist.

“I’m sorry.” Was all Weiss could manage to whisper to Vaughn. Vaughn just shrugged and laid his back against the seat. They had a long flight ahead of them and he for one planned on getting some sleep before having to deal with Sark.
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“Sydney why don’t you go home and get some rest for now. I’ll call you in when Sark and Vaughn make contact to let us know they’re in position. Until then there really isn’t anything you can and I’m sure you need the rest.” Jack smiled lovingly.

“I can’t. We still don’t know where the Rambaldi DNA is or who the head of the Covenant is. I need to stay here and work. Maybe interrogate Lauren some more…” Jack cut Sydney off with his hand.

“You don’t need to worry about all of that. We have other agents taking care of everything. Right now you need a good meal and rest. Now you can either go willingly or I’ll have Dixon order you to go home.” Sydney sighed in defeat.

“Alright but first I want to finish this report, and then I’ll leave. And you have to call me when Vaughn and Sark land, okay?” She eyed her father unbelievingly.

“Of course I’ll call you the second we’ve heard from them. If I come over here in thirty minutes and you haven’t left for home, I’ll take you myself.” They exchanged smiles and Sydney nodded before he made his way to his own office.

Looking down at the paper work in front of her only made her more frustrated. She contemplated going down to Lauren’s cell and beating more information out of her but in all honesty she wasn’t sure she had the energy for another round with Lauren. Perhaps her father was right, she should just go home.

She decided that her brief could wait until later and packed up the papers. After tidying her desk she reached into her bottom right drawer to collect her purse and cell phone. She spotted a tiny pink bottle and a coy smile teetered over her lips. Scooping up the bottle she let out a low, little laugh and made her way over to one the guards.


Lauren Reed could hear someone approaching her cell. She pulled back her hair and put on her game face. She wasn’t about to let anyone get more information out of her. She had already given Sydney way too much.

When the last gate clamored down she looked up to see a guard with a rather thick neck giving her a daunting look. A chill was sent down her spine by his look. Suddenly she was a little nervous about what the CIA had in mind for her. Without saying a word though the guard entered her cell and placed a small bottle on the end of the table she was chained to. She gave him a confused look but he simply ignored her and left through the series of gates.

When she was sure the guard was gone and she was alone again she focused her attention back on the small bottle. Reaching over she picked it up for a closer look. Nail polish. Pink nail polish. Lauren couldn’t help but smile in annoyance at Sydney’s joke on her. Gritting her teeth she placed the nail polish down on the table and promised herself she wouldn’t open it.
*~*~*~*~*~**~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Gritting his teeth and swallowing his pride, Sark sauntered up the aisle to where Vaughn and Weiss were sitting. He had no real desire to talk with either of them but he knew their flight was coming to an end and they still needed to go over the mission details to ensure the success of the mission. Knowing that Vaughn would probably just as soon kill him as talk with him he prepared himself for a fight.

Vaughn ignored Sark’s appearance beside him and Weiss but Sark made a point of coughing loudly until Weiss acknowledged his presence.

“Is there something we can do for you?” Weiss asked him, mocking concern.

“I thought it might be prudent that we go over the mission before we land. After all I’m sure we all want everything to go smoothly for Sydney’s sake.” Vaughn let a sigh and hung his head in defeat. He didn’t trust Sark one bit but he couldn’t argue that they did need the mission to go smoothly for Sydney’s sake.

“Fine. Sit down so we can go over this and be done with it.” Vaughn begrudgedly mumbled. Sark obliged and settled down next to Weiss.

“The way I see it is this, your team needs to stay a safe distance away. As soon as the plane lands I need to separate from you, maybe have a fight and flee. This way I can act like I escaped your custody and am willing to work with the Covenant. I’ll infiltrate the facility and contact you when I have the eggs. I’ll need immediate extraction most likely so you’ll have to have made it within five miles of the facility by that time. Just be careful that no one from the Covenant spots your team because they will be watching closely for suspicious area in the behavior, especially if they are already moving the eggs.” Sark could tell that neither Vaughn nor Weiss were thrilled about his plan but he knew that they had to agree to it to make it work.

“No way are we going to let you get out of our sights. I’m not going to leave any chance for you to make an escape with or without Sydney’s eggs. If you think we’re going to fall for that…” Vaughn wagged his finger as Sark who rudely cut him off.

“Look Agent Vaughn I don’t care what you believe. I am well aware of the fact that you don’t trust me which is why I don’t think you have any place on this mission. While I don’t trust you to not shoot me the minute I rescue Syd’s eggs I’m still able to focus on the mission and what needs to be done. If you can’t put aside your personal feelings and school boy crushes to deal with the task at hand I suggest you plan on staying on this plane during the mission because I am going to get those eggs and return home in CIA custody.”

Vaughn’s face was red and bursting with wrinkles at Sark’s attitude.

“Who do you think you are? You are a prisoner of the United States and you do not give the orders around here. I have operational control of this mission and there is no way that I am going to blindly follow some half-ass plan that you drew up. Now Sydney may think that you’re trustworthy but I don’t and I have no intentions of putting all of my faith in you recovering those eggs for the CIA.”

“Don’t delude yourself Agent Vaughn. Director Dixon was planning on sending me on this mission alone, your authority means nothing to me. Now as for whether or not you trust me I don’t care. We’re doing things my way or not all and you can return empty handed to Sydney and the CIA and explain to her that it was your stupid boyish pride that cost her her eggs.”

“HOW DARE YOU!” Vaughn’s face was flaming red as he burst up out of his seat and swung at Sark but Sark was quicker than him and moved just in time for Vaughn’s fist to collide with the head rest.

Weiss sensing this was the time to step in before Sark and Vaughn ended up killing each other jumped up and pushed Vaughn back down into his seat.

“Listen, I don’t like Sark’s plan either but it’s the only plan we’ve got and it does make sense.” Weiss turned to face Sark. “We’ll keep the team at a safe distance but know that we will be monitoring your audio and location at all times so don’t try escaping or anything funny.”

Sark nodded, brushed himself off, and shot Vaughn a smug smirk as he got up to go back to his seat.

“Why did you do that?” Vaughn growled at Weiss.

“Because you have gotten yourself killed and ruined this whole mission. Do you really think fighting with Sark is going to help you with Sydney? You need to keep your calm right now and focus on getting those eggs back for Sydney.”

“Fine but the guy is still an asshole and I don’t have to like or trust the bastard.” Weiss just nodded and closed his eyes desperately wanting to get some more rest before they landed.

*~*~*~*~*~**~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Sydney briskly walked through the task force center searching for Marshall so she could be hooked up to the mission coms. Her father had called her a little over twenty minutes ago and she had broken every speeding law to make it there as fast as she could. Spotting Marshall she waved at him.

“Hey Marshall could you hook me into the coms with Vaughn and Sark?”

“Of course. Your father and Director Dixon are already listening. Vaughn just finished briefing them on their plan.” She smiled appreciatively at Marshall as he led her over to the station they had set up for the mission and handed her a pair of head phones.

Sydney heard Sark grunt in pain and looked up at her father in shock.

“What is going on?” She demanded urgently as she heard Vaughn grunt in pain as well.

“Shh. This is part of the mission.” Her father assured her but she gave him a skeptical look.

“This one is for being stupid enough to give up on Sydney!” Sark growled as he landed a side kick in Vaughn’s side knocking him to the ground. Vaughn reacted quickly despite his pain and kicked Julian in the knees before he could run off.

“And you think that means you deserve her!” Vaughn taunted as he swung his legs up at Sark again and knocked me to the ground.
“You’re just a petty thief. She’ll never love you like she loves me.” With that Sark landed a hard punch to Vaughn’s jaw, followed closely by an elbow jab that knocked Vaughn unconscious. He then proceeded to run and continue on with his mission.

Sydney having heard all of this looked around to see how many other people had heard it too. Sure enough everyone including Dixon and Marshall were giving her skeptical looks. She hung her head, knowing she couldn’t keep her affair with Julian a secret any longer. She also knew that with Vaughn and Sark fighting like they were the mission could easily go south and her chance to recover her eggs would be lost forever.

Weiss’s voice shouting for Vaughn to wake up was all that brought her from her thoughts. Had Sark really hurt Vaughn that badly? But soon she could Vaughn muttering “Bastard” as Weiss helped him to his feet.

“Why exactly were they fighting?” She finally asked her father.

“To make it look like Sark was escaping the CIA’s custody in case anyone saw him getting off the plane.” She nodded and returned to monitoring the video footage from the camera Marshall implanted in Sark’s watch. It wasn’t great but it gave them some indication of what was going on and where he was. Once Sark reached the facility he would turn the watch feed off until after he was scanned and then he would turn it back on again so they could monitor his progress.

Sydney watched him approach the facility and lose camera feed but she could still hear him because of the audio bug in his shoe. Sark did some major sweet talking to get himself inside the lab. The guard he spoke with was ordered to take him to see McKenas Cole who was apparently at the lab. They refused, however, to tell him anything because Cole wanted to ‘talk’ with him first.

Sark quickly realized that they weren’t going to trust him and as soon as he was within the security corridor he needed to be in he took out his guard and turned his camera feed back on. He searched for the computer room where he downloaded the information on where exactly the eggs were being stored. He sighed with relief when he saw on the screen that all of the eggs the Covenant had taken were still stored there and weren’t being moved until the next day. Without wasting anymore time he planned his route to the storage in his mind and made a quick exit of the computer room.

He ran into a few guards on the way and was careful to hide their bodies in a room or nearby closet after taking their security passcards with him. Reaching the storage room where Syd eggs were he groaned in frustration. Based on the schematics he had seen on the computer he knew he would only have a few minutes inside the room before the main control would be alerted he was there. Moving as fast as he could he swiped the passcard and ran into the lab. He made sure that his watch camera caught on film all of the egg storage before saying quietly, “This is for you Syd” and clicking the video off.

He pulled a small compacted flame thrower from his pants and elongated it before pulling the trigger and sending all of Sydney’s eggs up in flames. He made sure that everything was destroyed before tossing the flame thrower aside and pulling out a small cube the size of a jewelry box. He placed the object on the table in front of him although with placing similar boxes on all the tables around the lab. He clicked a button on a trigger he had and ran from the lab.

As the video feed came back on, everyone turned their attention from yelling at Sydney and Marshall to the screen in front of them.

They could see Sark being assaulted by several guards. Vaughn and Weiss let them know that Sark had triggered the emergency extraction button on his watch as well and they were on their way to retrieve him.

Sark fought desperately to get as far from the lab as he could. He had thrown a few more jewelry box sized objects around the halls of the facility as he was making his escape. As he was reaching the top level another round of guards caught up with him but before they could even fire at him an explosion was heard and the floor vibrated with such great force they were all knocked over. Sark jumped up and continued running because he knew that he only had a few seconds before the rest of the bombs he had left behind were set off and if he had any chancing of getting away he needed to be out of the building before they went.

Sydney held her breathe as another explosion was heard and their footage was completely cut off.

“Vaughn! Weiss! Come in! Where are you?” She hollered into the coms set.

“We just reached the lab but Syd… it’s been destroyed.” Weiss stammered.

“What?” Tears welled up in her eye ducts. She couldn’t lose Sark now.

“It doesn’t look like anyone could have survived.” Vaughn said in what sounded like a relieved tone.
 
Ok Katwina...

See...

The nail polish?

The verbal fight?

The cockiness?

The physical fight?

The smirking?

The jealousy?

I LOVED IT! :woot:

The Sark blowing up with the lab and realising that since we only have five more chapters to go and this could very well be your evil ending to the fic?

:cry:

KATWINA! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

JULZIEPOO CAN'T DIE! And even by some AWESOME twist of fate that he DOES survive, who knows if he'll make it back to Sydney in the space of five chapters?

*runs around screaming*

AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

What happens if he dies? :cry:

And... and... then Syddie will always look for him 'acos it's the second time it's happened.

Or what if he got captured by the Covenant?

WHAT HAPPENED TO THE MAKING OF LITTLE SYDDIES AND JULZIES?

:jawdrop:

:cry:

:cry:

And.... and... they were supposed to get mawwied!

AND VAUGHNIE WAS SUPPOSED TO DIE!

NOT JULZIE!

And oh boy I bet your sitting at your computer laughing your ass off... but.... but...

*wags finger in front of Katwina's face*

You, Missy, bring a whole new meaning to the word "evil" (y)

I mean to have Sark missing for so long before was enough! I thought it was going to have a happy ending...

But.. but.. HE CAN'T DIE! NOT NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

:cry:

The only comfort I take right now is the fact that we still have five chapters to go..

AND YOU KNOW WHAT I HATE?

VAUGHNIE ACTUALLY SOUNDED RELIEVED TO HAVE SARK DEAD!

*explodes*

RELIEVED? AS IF CAPTAIN WRINKLY BAGS COULD EVER BE WORTHY ENOUGH OF SYDNEY'S LOVE WHEN HE SEEMS TO HAVE A FETISH FOR COWS NAMELY ALICE WILLIAMS AND LAUREN REEED? HOW THE HELL DOES HE THINK THAT SYDNEY WILL EVER LOVE HIM WHEN SHE HAS THE AWESOMELY FANTASMICAL JULIAN SARK TO LOVE AND MAKE BABIES WITH, HUH? HUH? HUH?

WHO THE HELL DOES HE THINK HE IS THINKING THAT HE'S WORTHY OF SOUNDING RELIEVED?

*looks for Katwina to make sure she's listening and shaking in fear*

*no one is there*

Uhh... Katwina?

:blink:

*lightbulb moment*

Ohhh... so you ran away, hey? But don't think you can stay hidden for long...

YOU CAN RUN BUT YOU CAN'T HIDE!

*evil grin*

Love JuJu :harp:

PS. In case you didn't get the message somewhere in there... I, JuJu, need to be admitted into some sort of psych ward for my love and freakish stalking of this fic (y)

LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT

:woot: :woot: :woot: :woot: :woot:
 
I hate Vaughn!

:(

Sark has to be alright.



How can Vaughn be relieved because of Sark's death!? Doesn't he understand that Sydney won't go to him, but she'll just DIE?!?! She will NOT go back to him! 🇳🇴 I won't let her! There will be no Vaughn, Sydney. Do you hear me? I SAID: DO YOU HEAR ME?!?! :angry:

I will have none of that. :sadangel:



He's better than Vaughn.

Captain wrinkles sucks.

I hope he goes away.


Sarkney rocks my socks. (why do people say that? it makes no sense. socks don't rock. literally or metephorically.)

Thanks for the PM!

Honestly, it makes no sense...

None at all.


JuJu, your review also rocked my socks.

~Anja

Can you post the next chapter tomorrow? I don't want to have to wait until I get back to read the next chapter. :(


ETA: I just looked at ALL of my socks (of which there are many) and none of them are rocking. No rocking whatsoever. (that's a fun word... whatsoever... is that spelled right?)
 
LOL can i just say LOL! I so love your reviews!!! lots and lots and lots and I should so quote back and respond but i'm on such a rush right now...

okay so i dont have any socks that rock either but your review totally rocked my socks!!! hahaha and i wish i could post a chapter tomorrow but the next one isn't totally written only mostly outlined but i'll try to write it inbetween my classes and post it but no promises!

all i can say about the next 5 chapter is "what it comes down to is faith." you gotta have faith. :angelic:
 
i have faith...in my ninjas :ninja: :ninja: :Ph34r: :ninja: :ninja: i'm pulling a Whitney and threatening to send my ninja army after you. ^_^ But yes i have faith in the Sarkneyness because I'VE READ THE ENDING! haha. but still :cry: WHY MUST YOU DO THIS TO US?!

PS: My socks don't rock, they tango!
 
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