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Can't Rewrite The Past

By: EmmaSmith
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Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 4
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Disclaimer: I do not own Alias, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Can't

THINGS YOU NEED TO KNOW:

Sydney and Sark have only met twice in the field. Jack, Fred, Julian history will be reviled in flashbacks and other things. Nadia is Jacks daughter as well as Sydney.

APO Briefing room:

"The Apo is bringing in the one person who know Sark the best." Jack announces, as they were discussing the Sark problem.

"Who?" Sydney and Vaughn asked in unison.

"Me." A woman says as she walked in to the room she was petite and had reddish brown hair and bright green eyes, she wore a black pant suit.

"Who are you?"Vaughn asked.

"Winifred James." She replied before she looked to Jack. "What in gods name do you want Bristow?"

"What we wanted the last time we meet, Sark." Jack stated.

She laughed and stopped abruptly "Your fucking serious?"

"Yes. We want Sark, you can get him." He said not meeting her eye, he knew he was asking the impossible.

"You off your rocker if you thought that I would help you. Really why would I help you?"She questioned.

"A debt to your country." he said

"I paid my debt, I had three bullets in the back remember?" She asked angrily, glaring at the older man.

"You still care, don't you?" He asked, his eyes darkened looking in to hers.

"Yes, I don't know why but I do." she said not meeting Jacks eyes.

"Even after..,"He looked around the room realizing there were people that didn't know her history with Sark, "that thing." he finished.

She took a shaky breath. "Yes."

"Why?" he questioned.

"Because I've seen his darkest side and I didn't back down, for everything he is and isn't."she stated.

"Please tell me were not talking about Sark!" Vaughn exclaimed.

"Yes, we are talking about Jul... I mean Sark, Mr Vaughn." Winifred answered his question.

"How did you know my name?" he looked at her oddly.

"I know a lot of things." She said with a smirk (Sarks smirk).

"Ya like how Sark likes it in bed." A man says entering the room he was tall, black hair, green eyes, nice build, wearing a gray business suit.

"Alex."Winifred says coldly.

"My love, how's life been treating you?" He asked amused.

"Still alive and kicking." Winifred retorted she turned back to Jack. "You could not have been stupid enough to think bring back my old handler would help, Jack."

"Nice to know I'm loved." Alex commented.

"I hate you, always have." She spat she turned to Jack once more. "I've been out for two year and I will NOT let you pull me back in!"

"Winifred, Sark is not the good guy you like to think he is, the things he's done, the people he's killed, hurt including you." Jack stated.

"Jack I can't, I wish I could do it but I can't." she said.

"But you could whore yourself out to the CIA?" Alex asked.

"Go to hell Alex!" she yelled.

"Alex that was uncalled for." Jack glared at the young agent.

"I'm going to go before I say or do something I might regret." Winifred left the room with out giving them any chance to reply.

TBC...
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