She knew this was going to happen to her one time or another but not this soon. She was still a kid. Scratch that she was still a young adult that as never been in love with anyone or at least true love. She should have seen this coming with the life she led, being a spy by day and a party girl by night. The only question for her now was is shoe going to tell him and what was she going to do.

Sydney looked down at the stick again and thought about the guy that she was with that week, Michael Vaughn. God how could she forget his gorgeous green eyes that you could get lost in the only problem was she didn't know anything about him besides his get in bed and has green eyes.

Sydney wake up you're a spy you have government recourses at your disposal just hope that you mystery man has a record. Wait every one has a record it doesn't matter if you had a speeding ticket or not. Never mind get back to the fact that you have to tell him.

She throw the home pregnancy test in to the trash can as she got up off the side of the tub. She started to get ready for the day ahead of her the day that she was going to find out who the father of her child really was.

Sydney walk into her office at the CIA head quarts in LA only to bump into her best friend that got her started here, Eric Weiss. "Hey Syd, What's wrong, you look tried."

"Thanks Weiss it's nice to see you to."

"I was just asking usually you look less tired then this even after one of your all-night parties with the guy of the week."

"Thanks, and I don't think there is going to be any more guys of the week."

"Why not?" He asked as she looked toward the suddenly very interesting marble wall.

"Don't worry about it right now I need to find some info on some one." She started to walk off towards her small office when she then ran into Dixon.

"Agent Bristow Kendall wants to see you in his office." He was holding a manila folder in in hand and a coffee cup in the other.

"God." She rolled her eye and sighed at the same time. The only reason Kendall ever wants to see her is to send her on a mission or to ask her about her least one. She knew that it had to be the first because she hadn't been on a mission in two week which was very uncommon, but she knew that the time off from missions couldn't last forever.

She restarted her path, this time to Kendall's office. When she got there she was greeted by his assents, Judy, who you could tell was well along in her pregnancy. Another thing that reminder of her new mission to herself. "You can go in Sydney he's waiting for you." She said with out looking up from the computer which she was typing at least a hundred words per a minute on.

"Thanks." I said with a fake smile trying not to turn around and run home away from Kendall and everything that reminded me of the evil men Arvin Sloan, that had take the love of her life away from her. That was the one reason she had become a party girl. She could find help for he problems by talking. So why not just relax and let it all out by drinking, dancing, and being with more guys then anyone can count. (She could she usually one dated one guy a week then moved on.) She entered the room to find Kendall working on something that seemed important.

"Ah, Hello Agent Bristow. Why don't you take a sit." He stopped writing when she sat down in the dark brown uncomfortable leather chair. "I asked you here because your getting a partner."

"What? But I have always worked alone and every time I worked with some one else they screw up the mission." She said trying not to yell.

"This is not a choice so you can't say no. It was asked upon me to find some one to place with him because he has never worked well with anyone either."

"When I'm I going t meet this…I'm him." She saved herself from calling him an ass.

"Tomorrow I'm send you two on a mission. You find out more about him and the mission then. Dismissed" She walked quietly and calmly out of their something she tried her best at. She continued walking to her office that she shared with Weiss.

"I heard that Kendall wanted to see you." Weiss told her, looking up from his game of Solitaire on his computer.

"Yeah." She replied sitting down at her desk thinking about what had just happened.

"So…what happened?"

"He's giving me a partner."

"What! You! You never work well with a partner, remember when he sent me to the field with you. You stabbed me. Hard."

" Oh yeah how's that healing?"

"Fine. But he can't give you a partner."

"Kendall said that he was worse then me and the people above told him to find some one to be his partner. He probably figured I would be just as hard on him then him on me. Weiss don't worry about it. I have some stuff to do, don't bother me."

"Fine, but don't bother me with my work."

"What's you score on solitaire?"

"Shut up." He replied sarcastically sitting back down to his game.

Sydney started he search by going to CIA files and typing in Vaughn. There were five files pop up Vaughn, William; Vaughn, Bridget; Vaughn, Michael; Vaughn; Michael; Vaughn, Michael. They were arranged my age. The first Michael was 64, the second was 26, the third was 19. She thought back to that night they met. He was no way near 64 and he wouldn't have been aloud in that club if he was 19 it had to be the second. She doubled click on his name. His picture popped up and a bunch of useless things all she needed to know was where he lived and that was all she looked at. Next to his picture there was a list of things that she scanned through not caring about.

Name: Vaughn, Michael

DOB:

Resizes: 2232 Sherwood Lane, Los Angeles, California

Sydney stop there that was all she needed to know, resizes at 2232 Sherwood Lane, LA. That wasn't to far from here. She quickly scribbled the info down on to a piece of printer paper. Then she jumped up from her desk to leave when she was stopped by Weiss. "Syd, wait where ya going?"

"I'm taking off for the day."

"Why?"

"I need to go see someone."

"Who?

"Just someone."

"Alright be careful then." She quickly grabbed her jacket and was off.

Stopping in front of his house that only took twenty minutes to find she sat back in her sit thinking.

What the hell are you thinking? His not going to be here his probably at work . God just drive away go back to work then come back latter.

She restarted her engine when a black mazada pulled up in the drive way and a man got out.

Shit his here you have to tell him you have to.

On the other side of the care a woman stepped out.

Ok just get the courage, god Syd you are a spy you kill people every day how hard can this be.

Five minutes later she stepped out of her car and took the slow and long walk up to his front door. Sydney slowly brought her hand up to knock on the door when it opened. The woman that had came out of Vaughn's car was now right it front of her laughing at something. Quickly she got it together "Oh, hello."