Chapter 1

Kirra sighed and lightly tapped the keys on her laptop. She was trying to think of a good topic to write about for her English paper due tomorrow.

"Maybe that my parents work for the CIA?" She asked herself.

"What's that?" Her father, Michael Vaughn, asked poking his head into her room.

"Oh, nothing." She replied.

"Dinner's gonna be ready in five minutes!"

"Ok!" Kirra called. She closed her laptop and followed her father downstairs.

She saw her mother, Sydney Vaughn, stirring something in a pot.

"What's for dinner?" Kirra asked, sitting down at the table.

"Chicken casserole. I got it from Francie. She wants you to call her by the way. She and Will wanted to give you something for your 16th birthday." Sydney turned off the stove. Michael walked over to Sydney and wrapped his arms around her.

"Did you know that I love you?" He murmured.

"Yeah." She turned around and placed her arms around his neck.

Kirra snorted and rolled her eyes as they kissed. "Mom? Dad? I'm starving here!"

They broke apart. "Sorry babe." Michael said. He got out three plates, three forks, three napkins and three glasses. He set them on the table.

"Hey, aren't you supposed to let me set the table?" Kirra inquired.

Michael grinned. "Yeah. Oh well!"

"Thanks!" Kirra said. Sydney brought over the pot and scooped a spoonful of the casserole onto each plate.

Sydney and Michael took their seats next to Kirra. They finished their dinner and Kirra began to put the dishes in the sink when she heard a beeping noise. She looked over to see her mother on the phone.

"Yeah, I'll be right there." Sydney hung up, and looked apologetically.

Kirra's face fell. She knew her mother was being called on a mission.

"What about me?" Michael asked.

"No, Kendall just wants me. It will only be for a few days!" Sydney tried to make the mood happier.

"Where are you going now?" Kirra asked, getting back to the dishes.

"Zurich. We think we've found Sloane." Sydney gave Michael a hug and kiss. She moved on to Kirra next.

"Have a good trip." Kirra said.

"What's wrong?" Sydney asked, sensing a bit of anger in her voice.

Kirra turned around, tears shining in her eyes. "Mom, why can't you and Dad quit the CIA?"

"Sweetheart" Sydney began.

Kirra ran from the room. Sydney knew what was coming next. A door slam. She turned to Michael who gave her look she couldn't quite tell what he was thinking.

"What?" Sydney asked.

"She has a point you know." Michael said.

"Michael, I know she does! You don't think I haven't been considering leaving the CIA? I have been thinking about it since the day she was born. It was fine for the first several years, but when she found out, it has become so much harder!" Sydney tried not to let herself cry.

Michael embraced her in hug. "You better go get packed. We'll see you when you get back. I love you."

"You too." Sydney gave him a quick kiss and went to their room to get packed.

Michael sighed and finished cleaning up after dinner. He also wished that he could leave the CIA, but he and Sydney were some of the best agents there. He heard the doorbell ring and made his way to the door.

"Jack!" Michael exclaimed. Sydney's father, Jack Bristow smiled.

"Hey. I'm here to get my daughter. Our plane leaves for Zurich in an hour." Jack said. "Where's Kirra?"

Michael sighed once again. "In her room. She's mad at Syd because she just got back from China on Monday and now it's Wednesday and she has to leave for Zurich."

"I see. I'll be quick then!" Jack walked up the stairs to Kirra's room. He knocked softly on the door. "Kirra? Babe, it's Grandpa."

"Coming!"

Jack heard some footsteps and then the door opened, revealing his sixteen-year-old granddaughter, with Michael's eyes, and Sydney's face and hair.

Kirra smiled and ran into his arms. "You going too?" She asked quietly.

"I'm sorry! When I come back, you'll have to show how good you are at the wheel. Ok?"

"Yeah, sure. Have a good trip." Kirra slammed the door. Jack wasn't positive, but he thought he heard some muffled crying coming from her room.

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"Hey, wasn't Mom supposed to be back already?" Kirra asked, after a week had passed.

"Yeah she was." Michael grabbed his keys off the counter. "I'm going down to headquarters to see what's up."

"I'm coming too!" Kirra cried.

"Alright, but you be good." Michael said. They hurried out the door and to his car. He started it and backed out of the driveway. He sped towards CIA headquarters. Kirra had only been there once. Michael pulled into the parking lot and turned off the car.

They jogged in through the doors where they saw Jack, Dixon, Marshall, and Kendall huddled in a group. Michael could tell by their expressions something was wrong.


"What's wrong?" He asked.

"Sydney's."

"What about her?" Michael demanded.

"Well, she's missing."