This takes place during Season 3, during Full Disclosure. This is my first full length fic, and will be the first of a four part series. Please review and let me know what you think. It is quite long, so please be patient with updates.

Part One

- LA : Downtown -

Sydney sat in her car, and stared out of the front windscreen. She thought about those two years she had lost. She finally knew what had happened to her, why she couldn't remember. The therapy the Covenant had put her through, the pain, the prodecures, everything. She now knew that she had volunteered for her memory to be extracted, she knew about her work with Lazarey, and how she got that scar. Her thoughts of Lazarey, what he had done to help her....but now he was dead. He knew more than he was letting on, but she would never know. She looked down at the folder sitting on her lap, the one that Kendall had given her on the plane. She stared at the cover, marked "Classified". Syd sighed. She couldn't handle any more surprises that day, so she put the folder inside her briefcase, and turned the keys in the ignition.

- LA : Syd's apartment -

Sydney put the key in the lock and turned the handle as she opened her front door. She dumped her briefcase and coat on the kitchen counter, and slumped down in the nearest chair. Within seconds her cell phone began to ring. Syd checked her pockets, but didn't find her phone. She looked over at her briefcase, she sighed. She got out of the chair and opened the briefcase. She took out her phone, just as it stopped ringing. It was an unrecognised number. Syd shrugged and put the phone down on the counter, and took out a bundle of papers, reports that she needed to read through. She began to take them over to the dining table, when a folder slipped out of her hands and onto the floor. It was the folder that Kendall had given her, she had forgotten about it.

Syd set down the bundle of papers, and sat down with the folder. She slowly opened the cover, afraid of what information the folder may hold. It contained documents, concerning a mole within the CIA. She flicked through the pages, skimming over the words until she got to the 5th page. "Oh my God," she gasped. She turned page after page, reading every word to see whether it could be real. By the time she got to the last page her eyes were filled with tears. Her fears were confirmed when she turned to a photograph, depicting the mole with Sark. The mole was working for the covenant. Syd wiped her eyes and grabbed her phone. She had to tell someone about this.

Part Two

- LA : Shipyard -

Jack leant against the back of his car, as Sydney slowly pulled up beside him. She got out of the car, and handed over the folder.

"Now are you sure that the contents of this folder have not been fabricated?" Jack asked as he took the folder from Sydney, and began to look through it. He scanned through the documents, and looked up at his daughter.

"Who did you get this from?"

"Kendall, he gave it to me after he told me everything he knew....There's a contact number in the back on the folder," Syd moved over to her father, and pointed to the back of the folder.

He closed the folder and handed it back to Syd, before heading for his car door.

"Call the number. If you can confirm this information, we will need to take it to Dixon."

Syd nodded. They both got into their cars, and drove away in different directions.

- LA: Syd's apartment -

Sydney picked up the phone and dialed the number from the back of the folder. She had no idea what to expect. She recognised the number as a British number. The phone rang for almost a minute, before it was picked up.

"Hello," said a woman with an English accent.

"Hi, I need to ask you a few questions, " Syd said, not sure of what she should give away.

"About what?" The woman replied.

"Do you know a man named Kendall?"

"Who are you?" The woman asked, avoiding the question.

"Sara Godson" Sydney said confidently.

"Really? I know your mother, Catherine Godson."

Syd didn't know how to react, after all, it was only an Alias she had previously used.

"Hello Sydney." The woman's accent changed.

"Mom?" Syd was in shock, why was she giving information to Kendall? Syd was bewildered for a few seconds.

Part three

- LA : Syd's apartment -

"Don't act so surprised. Do you think i would give up my search for you just because your father was placed in solitary?" Irina asked.

"Why are you helping Kendall?" Sydney asked. She wasn't convinced that Irina had been providing the info.

"He knew where you were, in order to gain his trust we came to an agreement. If I helped him, he helped me. Have you taken the mole into custody?"

"No. I still don't believe you. For all I know you're setting me up for something," Syd was doubting the credibility of the contents of the folder she had in front of her.

"Why are you still involved with the CIA? SD-6 is no more, you know about your 2 years...so what is keeping you from leaving?"

Sydney didn't reply. She knew that her mother was avoiding something. She also knew that she had no reason to lie, to give false information. But she couldn't let herself trust Irina, after all she had done.

"My loyalties lie with my family. You may not see it, you may not believe it, but it is the truth. It may take you years to realise this. The truth takes time." Irina said before hanging up.

Sydney sat down, with the phone still in her hand. She still didn't know whether or not the information was plausible. She pushed her hair out of her face and sighed. She picked up the photo of Carrie with Sark. Why didn't she notice anything?

- Base ops : Rotunda -

Jack entered the rotunda and headed straight for Sydney. He now had enough information to confirm that Carrie was working with the Covenant. They could now take the issue to Dixon, but not before he talked to Syd.

He stopped a few feet away from Sydney, she was on the phone. He waited until she was free, and steered her into the briefing room, closing the doors behind them. He placed the laptop he had been carrying onto the desk, and turned it on and began to type.

"What's going on?" Syd asked, concerned.

"Your mother contacted me, she said she had information that could be of use to us, this is it." Jack spun the laptop around so that Sydney could see the screen. She sat down and began to read the document in front of her.

It was a list of missions and errors that occurred on them. All could be linked back to Carrie, who was either away from the Ops Centre or on a business trip with the NSA.

"I have already checked the logs, the information about the missions and their errors are correct, and Carrie's absences match exactly to the dates. Jack closed the laptop, "Sydney, there's something else your mother told me....There's another mole."

"Another mole?" Syd didn't know what to think. Who else could be involved?

"Yes, that is why we must keep this to ourselves, no one else must know about Carrie's involvement with the Covenant. We don't have enough evidence to back a second mole.."

"That doesn't matter, we're taking this to Dixon." Sydney said as they both exited the briefing room. She picked up her briefcase and took out the folder. They both went to Dixon's office, and waited to be invited inside.

----------------------------------------------------

Weiss watched the Bristows, and was soon joined by Vaughn.

"What's up with them?" Asked Weiss, before taking a bite out of an apple.

"No idea." Vaughn replied.

They both stood and watched as the Bristows handed over several pieces of paper, and Jack's laptop. They watched Dixon's reaction to whatever it was that they had shown him.

"Whatever it is, it must be big." Weiss said before leaving Vaughn's side. Vaughn watched him go, then turned his attention back to Dixon's office. He didn't like that he was in the dark. Why hadn't Sydney told him what was going on? Vaughn knew the answer...Lauren.

Part Four

- LA streets -

Carrie checked her rear view mirror, making sure that she wasn't being followed. Since she had joined the NSA she had to take precautions. Convinced that she wasn't being followed, she turned into her driveway. Marshall was home already, and came out to greet his girlfriend. Not more than 100 metres away, a man in a black car pulled in to the curb, making sure that he had not been seen. He watched the couple enter their home, before getting out of his car. He took out a gun, and made sure that it was loaded, before he made his way up to the house.

- Base ops : Dixon's office -

Dixon took a sip of coffee as he took off his headset. It was late. He glanced around the rotunda. Most of the agents had gone home. He knew he should've been at home too, but something was keeping him there. Dixon watched as Sydney began to make her way over to his office. His phone began to ring, just as Syd got to the door, he picked up the phone and motioned for Sydney to come in.

"Hello, this is Director Dixon," he said as he motioned for Syd to take a seat.

"Dixon! Carrie! She's, she's gone! They, they came, now she's.." Marshall said hysterically.

"Who came? Marshall calm down," Dixon said sternly. He looked up at Sydney. She gave him a questioning look.

"Someone came, they shot her, they shot me. And they took her. Oh God she's gone Dixon, she's gone," Marshall was gasping for air.

"Marshall, calm down. I'll send a team over, don't worry, we'll find her."

"We have to find her!" Marshall was getting frustrated, how could he be helping by talking on the phone? He hung up.

"Marshall?" Dixon asked. "He hung up, Syd, call Vaughn, get a team together, you need to get over to Marshall's house now."

- LA: Marshall's apartment -

"Of course they'll find her, they're the good guys, the good guys always triumph over evil." Marshall sat in an armchair in front of the fire, talking to himself as the team of agents scoured the apartment for evidence. Syd put a hand on his shoulder as she handed him a cup of coffee. "She'll be ok."

Syd joined Vaughn in the kitchen. He was studying the tranquiliser dart that Marshall had been shot with. "Do you really think it's smart to be giving him coffee? He's already wired as it is." He glanced over to Marshall, who was jiggling his leg around.

Syd looked down.

"What's wrong?" Vaughn asked, concerned.

"Nothing." She replied quickly.

"Oh come on Syd, i can tell when something's wrong..."

"Can you?" Vaughn frowned and looked away. A moment passed.

"I'm sorry. It's just, he's such a sweetheart, and Carrie...who would do something like this?" Sydney watched Marshall. He stopped jiggling his leg. He was now fiddling with something.

"Judging by these darts, and the power they'd need behind them, they would have used a gun similar to the standard issue of the Covenant. But we need to get this over to the lab, they'll be able to determine what was used." Vaughn said as he placed the dart into a bag, and took it over to another agent.

Sydney picked up a bag and handed it over to the same agent. Their work here was done, they now had the dart, and two other agents were on the trail of a suspicious car that was parked approximately 100 metres away. The team began to move out, but Syd stayed behind. Marshall stood.

"You'll find her, you're the best, you're Sydney, you'll find her......" He looked up at Syd, he was on the verge of tears, "Won't you?"

"Of course we will," Syd said, forcing a smile. Marshall began to cry. She wasn't sure what she should do. Marshall slumped down into the chair, Syd sat down beside him. She put her arm around his shoulder as he cried. She thought of numerous things to say, but she knew it was better just to sit in silence.

Part Five

- LA: Warehouse -

Carrie slowly began to wake up. She lifted her head and looked at her surroundings. She tried to remember what had happened. Carrie was confused, she was kidnapped, and was being held in a cell...but by who? The covenant? Had they pulled her out of the mission? Had she done something wrong? Maybe they were terminating her. She shuddered.

Carrie sat up in her cell, and turned to see a man walk up to the glass.

"Agent Bristow?" She asked, surprised.

"Yes, Miss Bowman, if that even is your real name?" Jack said glaring at her menacingly.

Carrie looked down, the CIA knew that she was a traitor.

"What are you going to do to me?" Carrie asked, she had a few ideas of what would happen...

"You are in no position to be asking questions." Jack said before he left the warehouse.

- Base ops : Rotunda -

"Are the labs back on the dart?" Dixon asked as Vaughn entered the rotunda.

"Yes, I have them here," he said as he handed them over.

Dixon took out the results and read through them. "Unknown compound? Unable to be identified?" He screwed up the paper and threw it in the nearest bin.

Vaughn frowned. He looked away and noticed Lauren walking towards Dixon and himself. He straightened up and smiled.

"Hi," he said.

"Hi," Lauren replied. She glanced at him quickly before handing a piece of paper to Dixon. "I narrowed down the car search to 3 vehicles. All 3 come under the descriptions given to us of the vehicle."

"Good, at least we are getting somewhere," Dixon handed back the paper and excused himself.

"You're on the case?" Vaughn asked.

"Yes, my superiers thought that I should help with the search. Carrie is NSA, I want to make sure we get her home safely." Lauren replied.

"And what, we can't do our job properly?" Vaughn asked. For some reason, everything Lauren said recently annoyed him more than it should.

"I didn't mean it that way, and neither did the NSA," she said to him. She noticed that he'd been distant recently. She had her suspicions as to why.

Vaughn's expression changed as Syd entered the Rotunda. Lauren followed his gaze, and rolled her eyes. Sydney Bristow wasn't helping their marriage. Lauren couldn't stand being in the same room as her, so she excused herself before Syd got close enough for them to have a conversation.

Weiss walked past, eating a bag of corn chips. Vaughn ignored him, and opened his mouth to speak to Syd, but she bypassed him, and headed straight for Dixon's office. He felt like an idiot. He looked for Weiss, but couldn't see him anywhere.

- Base ops : Rotunda -

"Jack, Sydney, please, sit down," Dixon said motioning to the two seats in front of his desk.

Jack and Syd both sat down. Dixon looked at Jack, and then at Sydney.

"Do we have the mole in custody?" Dixon asked, aiming the question at Jack, afterall, he was the one who was in charge of this secret operation.

"Yes, she is being held at a warehouse downtown. The operation was successful, every agent involved in this...search believe that the Covenant is behind this." Jack said as he glanced over at his daughter. She seemed distracted.

"Good. And this second mole, are we any closer to finding out their identity?" Dixon asked, directing the question at Sydney, who didn't answer.

"Syd?" Dixon asked, as her attention turned back to Dixon.

"Sorry. We have no leads, there is absolutely no evidence pointing to who the second mole could be. At this point, everyone is under suspicion." She said quickly.

"I don't like this. We're completely in the dark."

"No, not completely. We have one mole in our custody, she must know the identity of the second." Jack replied. "I will begin the interrogation, we will know who the second mole is soon."

"We can't trust anyone with this information at this time. Everyone is a suspect, including Marshall." Jack said sternly.

"You can't be serious?" Syd was pissed off. "He's facing the loss of someone he loves, and you can't help but accuse him?"

"Your father is right, we cannot dismiss the idea that Marshall may be involved. He is closest to Carrie, he may have been persuaded to help her."

"I don't believe this. He deserves to know the truth."

"And he will in time Sydney, as soon as we know the identity of the second mole, you will be authorised to tell him of Carrie's betrayal. Until then, not a word. Dixon dismissed the Bristows. He leaned back in his chair and thought about these moles. How could he be so stupid as to not notice them? He frowned and looked out into the rotunda. Everyone was a suspect, anyone could be disloyal.

- LA: Warehouse -

"Who is the second mole?" Jack asked Carrie.

"Second mole? I don't know what you're talking about.." Carrie replied quickly, Jack was very intimidating. She looked down at her wrists and ankles, she was chained to an old dentists chair. Next to her lay a set of tools, all used for torturing.

"If you do not co-operate, you will be subjected to the most intense physical tortures, and i will not hesitate to prove this to you." Jack said as he picked up a scalpel.

Carrie winced as Jack drove it into her side. The pain didn't phase her, she had been trained well, and wouldn't break under the pressure. She was prepared to die for the Covenant.

"Who is the second mole?" Jack asked again slowly. He waited a few seconds before driving the scalpel into her side again.

Carrie looked up at him and smiled.

- LA: Syd's apartment -

Syd took a pint of ice cream out of the freezer, the only good cure for anything. She would've gone to the shooting range, but it was closed for renevations. She took out a spoon and sat down at the kitchen table. After a few mouth fulls she could hear a beeping sound. Her beeper was going off. Syd sighed. She took it out and read the message.

"Meet me at the docks, 10pm"

Syd sat up straight. The sender was unknown. She looked down at her watch, 9:54. She had 6 minutes to get down to the docks. Without even questioning the danger of this meeting, she put on her coat and got into her car.

- LA : Warehouse -

"I will ask you one more time, who is the second mole?" Jack asked as he lifted her index finger on her right hand.

By this time, Carrie was beginning to pass out from the pain. She had cuts down her arms, down her sides, her face. And 3 of her fingers had been broken. She was grateful that he hadn't harmed her baby. That was her only weakness.

Jack pulled back her finger, snapping it with force. Carrie winced. He could tell that he wasn't getting anywhere. So he decided to bring out the truth serum. He lifted a needle and a tiny vial. He slowly drained the vial's contents into the needle.

"Sodium penathol," Jack said as he removed all air bubbles. He held Carrie's arm still as he began to inject her with the drug. Carrie knew that she was about to betray the Covenant, but at least she had done all she could to witheld the information so far into the torture session.

"Who is the second mole?"

- LA : The docks -

Sydney drove into the specified meeting place and turned off her headlights. She looked down at her watch, 9:59pm. She checked her gun, and made sure it was loaded. She slid it into the back of her pants, under her jacket. She looked out into the darkness, and waited. Syd didn't know what to expect, she felt foolish for letting herself come down here by herself. But deep down she knew what to expect.

Syd spotted a pair of headlights approaching from the south. She watched as the car slowly pulled up directly across from her. She looked down at her watch, 10pm. A figure got out of the car opposite from her, and began to walk towards her. Syd couldn't see who it was, the lack of light prevented her from identifying the person. Sydney opened her car door and began to walk. The two of them met halfway between each other's cars.

Sydney recognised the figure. Irina took out a folder from beneath her jacket, and handed it over. Syd took it from her and began to look through it. She knew that asking questions would be a waste of time.

"He had been working for me for years, up until two years ago. Exactly the same day that you disappeared, his loyalties changed. After I went into hiding, after I escaped in New Mexico, he found himself without an employer, that's when he turned to the Covenant. They gave him an offer he couldn't refuse...." Irina continued to explain her sources, what she knew, as Syd read the name of the mole.

Sydney could no longer hear her mother talking. Everything went silent, and the name of the mole repeated over and over in her mind. She questioned the information in her mind, but the evidence, what Irina had told her, it was all true.

- LA : Warehouse -

Jack wiped his hands with a white cloth and watched the prisoner, who was now unconcsious from the pain he had inflicted. He undid her restraints, and placed her on the cot set up within the cell. He wheeled out the chair and removed the various tools from the cell. He relocked the door and let out a deep breath. He now had the identity of the second mole, but how could he break it to Sydney?