|Foul-Weather Friend, Chapter 8, Pat 2
||[Sep. 20th, 2007|12:25 pm]
Title: Foul-Weather Friend |
Author: waking_epiphany (Jamie)
Rating: R, currently, for language and sexy situations
Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me; they belong to J.J. Abrams and Bad Robot.
Pairings: Sark/Sydney, implied past Sydney/Vaughn, implied past Sark/Lauren, implied past Sark/Alison.
Timeline: Estimating that the end of season 4 ended in the month of May, consider this to start in July of that same summer.
Summary: After suffering series of debilitating headaches and blackouts, Julian Sark takes a doctor-recommended leave from the second oldest profession in the world, espionage, only to be pulled right back into the thick of things at the arrival of a strange, scarlet envelope at his home. It contains intel concerning his longtime mentor, Irina Derevko, and there is only one other person who can help him find her. Sydney Bristow has left her life as a CIA operative to start a new life in anonymity after her sister, Nadia, is left in a coma and her fiancé, Michael Vaughn, is killed by Prophet 5, a mysterious terrorist group. She is trying to pick up the pieces of her shattered existence when a familiar enemy and sometimes associate crashes back into her life. Reluctantly, they must work together to save something invaluably important to the both of them and in the in the process, maybe even save each other.
Author’s Note: Chapter 8, Part 2 was finished a bit sooner than previously anticipated. I wrote the entirety of this on tiny slips of paper while I worked the returns desk at a large, franchised, hardware store. It made the work day go by a bit quicker :-) In this chapter, there are a few familiar faces, lots of pork products, two dead bodies and one funeral. The soundtrack for this chapter is great and it contains the song that was the inspiration for the story's title, Foul-Weather Friend. Enjoy!
( There was no bad blood between them now, their past crimes and misdeeds forgiven, and they walked away from each other, each carrying the weight of the words left unsaid between them. )
( Foul-Weather Friend, Chapter 8, Part 2 )