Disclaimer: I do not nor have I ever owned Alias. That right belongs to JJ Abrams.
A/N: The final chapter… "Let's all lean forward in expectation." (the Simpsons)

"And right before I turned to leave, she said, 'you don't know what you mean to me'." -Dilemma by Nelly ft. Kelly Rolland

Chapter 9- Angel's Legacy

-Angel's POV-
I backed away, as I decided what I was going to do. "I gotta go back."
Even as the wind picked up, I ran through the park and back to his house. I cried out in annoyance when I realized that his door was locked. I hurried over to a dog bowl on the porch and pulled it apart. I grabbed the key and pushed the two parts back together. Unlocking the door, I turned on the lights, and began searching the house. After a thorough search of the house, I passed through the back door.

"I know you can hear me!" I yelled, tears beginning to fall. I took a breath and continued in a calmer voice. "I know you can hear me. So get your asses back here and explain this to me. But of course you wont! Because what? Because I don't deserve to know why my parents abandoned me? You know what? That is not for you to decide. I am not asking for a mom and dad. I've learned to live without both. All I want is an explanation of how you could even think of deserting your child. And of course you won't tell me, you didn't care then, why would you care now." I walked back inside slamming the door closed, only to come face to face with Andrew.

"What's wrong." he asked, scanning my face for anything.

"I just… I thought I knew them, I guess not." I answered. "I just.. I wanna be alone right now." I walked past him, heading upstairs to my room. I threw my door open and fell onto the bed, just staring out the window.

"Took you long enough." voice chastised.

I twisted myself around and I could see 2 bodies in the shadows. I flipped on the light, and just stood there as I recognized who stood before me.

"Mom? Dad?" I questioned, already knowing the answer.

"Hi, Angel," Sydney greeted, not moving, knowing what was going on inside my head.

"Nice to see you again." Sark began walking towards me.

I just stood there, not sure what to feel.

"Oh, mom!" I smiled walking up to Sydney and she extended her arms expecting her mom. I slapped her and she just stood there, holding her cheek, as if she were unsure that her daughter had in fact hit her.

"Angel…" Sark began, in a warning tone. "I did not come back for you to hit your mother."

"Does she no longer have free will? She's responsible for her own actions. Did you ever think of what it would be like for me? To have my father come back only to take off again. Why did you come back? Why, to finish me off. I was happy and that wasn't ok." I laughed, crying at the same time.

Mom seemed to have found her voice. "Like you said, we're responsible for our own actions. No one forced Ryan to join. He joined on his own. Your father was only trying to protect you. And if you had headed his warnings before, you wouldn't have gotten so attached." Sydney defended.

"That was you? And instead of sitting me down and explaining everything to me like the adult I am, you decide to just play mind games. But of course, that's what you're good at. Figures." I thought out loud.

-Sark's POV-
I began explaining and had gotten up to the part where we had decided to leave Angel at the school when Sydney interrupted.

"That was mostly on my part, you know how I felt when I found out mom was alive, and how angry I was at her. You were too young, you wouldn't have understood. I don't even think I understood the first time I saw my mom again."

I continued form where she left off. "So, we left, we used our Aliases to try to carry on our life the way it was. I had lost people I loved before and I had been trained not to let it affect me, so of course it took longer for me. But, for your mom, I would hear at night, crying, asking God if she'd done the right thing. Asking for a sign, anything, anything at all. She would ask if she should go retrieve you, or leave you there. She began to eat less, worrying about you every hours of every day. Then the day came when she wouldn't eat at all. She kept saying of how she deserved it. She had done the one thing she had promised herself she would never do. I didn't know what to do. I began beating myself up inside, tearing away my sanity. I knew I shouldn't have contacted her again. Not only had I lost my daughter, I had now lost my wife. Finally, we got her to start eating again. Then one day, 3 weeks pregnant with her second child, Sydney miscarried and began starving herself again. This time she wouldn't listen to anything. She knew now that god was punishing her for what she had done. It took years to get her back healthy. No sooner did she become healthy then… never mind it's not important." Sark moved and left the room.

"It's hard for him to admit it." mom began. She sat down on the bed and stared at me. "He did so many searches to find you, and so one day, he locked himself in a room to do some thinking. By the end of it he was convinced that it was his fault. He claimed ever since he had been in my life he had caused problems. So he went back to the school, looking for your records. The woman there, she wouldn't let him see it. She claimed he didn't have the authority to see it. He threw a fit, claiming he was the father, and the woman, saw to it that he was locked away in an institution. He stayed in there for years, and I began wondering if this was God's way of saying we should have never gotten together. I began going back to church, hoping that would provide some answers. Then 13 months ago, we found you. It was the happiest day of our life. But, I didn't want to go back into your life knowing absolutely nothing about it, so we did some research on you and found out about Ryan. We tried to warn you, but you didn't believe us. We knew then, that you might not believe us if we claimed to be your parents. We did, keep tabs on you when you went on missions, to keep you safe. So, before you go blaming someone remember, this was all did to protect you. You said you wanted to know why, and that's why. But, we didn't desert you."

I stared at her, before I lunged forward, wrapping my arms around her neck. "I'm sorry, mommy."

"So, are you gonna tell me about your new someone?" she asked.

"My 'new someone'?" I laughed. "After Ryan… I don't know."

"After Danny and Vaughn, I didn't either. It's this life, you weren't meant to have a relationship in this life. Then, I thought that if I just dated someone outside of this life that I would be fine. Just leave this life, and don't do something stupid just because you're scared. Don't pass up the opportunity of a lifetime." she told me.

"You know, I was actually gonna tell Andrew that I wasn't going to go out with him, because I know all the pain this life has cost you, and neither of us deserved that. But, I can't just leave this business." I started.

"Yes, you can. And the sooner you leave, the les enemies you have. Just go, they can't hold you there against your will. They just try to guilt trip you into staying. Don't be stupid. Your young. Go live your life. Go. Go be happy." she persisted.

"Don't worry, be happy." I sang, laughing. "You know what? Come on." I led her downstairs to where I found Sark and Andrew talking.

"Who's this?" Sydney asked.

"Mom, dad…" I began walking into the kitchen. "This is my new boyfriend." I stared into Andrew's eyes and I saw amusement and happiness there.

"Really?" he asked.

"Really, really." I smiled, before he kissed me.

"Ewww!" Sydney yelled.

"No one wants to see that!" Sark chimed in.

"Get a room!" they finished in a chorus.

Andrew and I laughed.

"So, do you guys wants something to eat?" Andrew asked.

(voice over) "They tell you to listen to your parents, they also say that things happen for a reason. Yeah, well, they also used to say the Earth was flat. But that's enough of that. I'm, glad in a sense that our history is the way it is. Because, without it, I wouldn't have enjoyed spending time with my parents so much, and I would have made the biggest mistake of my life, by giving up the perfect guy. Also, with parents who used to be in the spy business they understand, and have their own memories to share. It's not perfect, but then again, nothing is. I understand now that my legacy is the enjoying the previous moments with the people I love, devoting myself completely to those I love, and to excel in the spy business. My name is Angel, and that is my legacy, I will forever- no! I want the last cookie! Why isn't this erasing? Like I said, that's is my legacy."

El Fin
The End

A/N: Yes, I was originally going to end the story differently with Angel telling Andrew that she couldn't date him and then the epilogue be about her explaining why she did what she did, but I wanted a happy ending. If you would like to read the alternate ending please say so in your review and if I get at least 6 reviews saying they want to read the alternate ending, I'll write it and post it a.s.a.p. Anyways, questions? Comments?