A/N: This story was partially inspired by a movie from 1987 called 'Little Nikita' that starred River Phoenix as Jeff/Nikita. I thought it was very similar to this show so if you like the show you'd probably like it...

"You're both liars! You're fucking liars!" Henry stormed from the room.

"Darling." Elizabeth followed her son and put her hand on his shoulder, but he angrily shrugged it off. "We did it to protect you and your sister. Can't you see we had to? What would your teachers and friends have thought if they'd known the truth?"

"You two wouldn't know the truth if it bit you in the butt!" Henry retorted angrily.

"Don't you dare use that tone of voice with your mother!" Philip demanded.

"I'm an adult! You can't tell me what I can and can't do anymore!" Henry glared at his father.

"I so wanted to enjoy a nice holiday with you and your sister before we leave," Elizabeth told her son.

"Before you leave?"

"We fly back to Moscow in a few days," Philip told his son. "President Yeltsin needs our help in setting up his new government. He doesn't have any use for us here in the United States anymore."

"So that's it? Merry Christmas and then good-bye?"

"We assumed that you'd want to stay here and finish college. After all, you only have one year left."

"What about Paige?" Henry's older sister had been married for three years and was the mother of an infant son.

"We told her together before she went back home," Elizabeth said. "She was understandably shaken, but she's taking it well."

"What's my name?"

"Why, your name's still Henry Jennings, just like it's always been," said Elizabeth.

"No, I mean, what's my real name?"

"That is your real name."

"Jennings isn't a Russian name, and you know it!" Henry glared at Philip.

"Your name is Henry Mikhailovich Ivanov."

"Why is my middle name so long?"

"It's a patronymic."

"Oh my God..." Henry went to his room and wept.

The first thing to do was to call Paige. His mother had said that she knew now, too. How well was she coping with it? Elizabeth had said that she was taking it well, but was she really? It had to have been every bit as much of a shock to her as it had been to him.

"Hello?" She picked up on the third ring.

"Sis? How are you?"

"I'm OK. What's up, Henry?"

"I just found out the truth about Mom and Dad."

"Oh. Yeah."

"I can't believe it, Paige! All this time I thought we were a normal American family, when in reality, they were spies working for the enemy! Our own parents!"

"It's not as if they had any choice about it." His sister's calm tone drove him crazy. "They were made to do it. They didn't have any choice. They're still the same people they always were. They're still our parents, and they still love us just the same."

"But they lied to us, Paige! All through our lives, they lied to us!"

"They didn't so much lie to us as just not tell us certain things, things they knew would hurt us."

"Bullshit!"

"Well, aren't you at least going to the airport to see them off?"

"Um...I guess so." By now, Henry was beginning to calm down slightly.

"Listen, I have to go. Cody's hungry. Please take care, Henry."

With a sigh, Henry hung the telephone up. He felt as if his whole world had just fallen apart and he didn't know where to turn for comfort.