Here's my first fan fic. that I worked on way earlier in the season with my friend "Freelancer" and her sister. This is semi. drama/comedy. I will post more, (Because there is more), so feel free to comment/praise whatever... Hope you enjoy! ALIA Season 2 ~ Episode # 4 continued... Setting: Sydney is trapped under the ice in an under water cavern in Siberia Scene 1: When we last heard from Sydney, Sark jumped back in surprise and pain as she hurled an ice-pick into his leg. As he stumbled backwards in agony, his AK-47 fired, puncturing several holes in the ice, weakening the ground upon which Sydney stood. The first step she takes sends her punging through the frigid Siberian waters. Meanwhile, Dixon, having gone radio silent with Sydney is left without any knowledge of her whereabouts, or the eminant danger with life threatening results. Rushing into the frozen cavern, Dixon frantically searching for his SD-6 partner, “spies” a trail of blood. Changing his direction he begins to follow the trail. Just before exciting the room, he hears a dull thudding sound. Spinning around, Dixon begins his search once again. Stopping suddenly he realizes the dense pounding is coming directly from beneath his feet! Looking down he percieves the half frozen form of Sydney, as she tries desperatly to free herself from the ever thickening ice. Dropping quickely to his knees, Dixon begins to pull out his trusty Leatherman and realizes with horror, that he must have dropped it on the way into the cave. Jumping up, he motions to Sydney. DIXON: (Using hand motions) Stay right there, I’ll be right back! SYDNEY: BLUB GLUP GURGLE blblblblbubbles bubbles little bubbles!!! (Translation: OK!) Dixon rushes out of the room. As soon as he leaves, VAUGHN TO THE RESCUE!!!!!!!!!!!! (Heroic theme: da da da dun!) Noticing Sydney, he at once begins to pull our HIS Leatherman, but there is no need for it as the whole room, suddenly and quickely melts. :o) Without a moment to spare he pulls the unconcious body of Sydney out of the water. Shaking her, desperatly trying to wake her. She is not breathing. Tilting her head back, he gently places his warm lips against her frozen blue ones, breathing the breath of life into her lungs. To his relief her eyes blink open as she coughs, sputters, and gasps for air. VAUGHN: (With a concerned, loving look and tone) Syd, are you OK? Can you hear me? SYDNEY: (Weakly) Mike? VAUGHN: (Smiling and speaking coyly) Yeah, it’s me. We need to get out of here before Dixon gets back. Can you move? SYDNEY: No, I can’t move my legs. VAUGHN: (Picks her up) OK don’t worry. I’ll carry you. There’s a sub waiting for us and we’d better get you there before hypothermia sets in. (Smiles) Just as they are about to exit the frozen chamber, Sark emerges from the opposite end of the tunnel, limping toward them smiling shrewdly. SARK: So, you thought you were home-free, Sydney. Sorry to dissapoint you. (Looking at Vaughn), and who is the chap so amiably rescuing you? SYDNEY: It doesn’t concern you, you son of a beeeeeep!!!!!!!! (Sticks tongue out) SARK: I guess I’ll have to find out for myself. With that, Sark pulls an odd device out of his pocket and presses a button. At that instant, a giant hole appears underneath the feet of Sydney and Vaughn, causing them to fall for several feet before finally hitting the bottom.