Note: Alias and its characters belong to J.J.Abrams. However, the teenage portuguesa and the terrorist group known as Incant are my offspring. This is my first fic, so any feedback you can give me would be oh so lovely.

Dixon stood up. "We have gotten intel that a terrorist group known as Incant is looking for this girl." The screen showed the face of a high school student. She had straight dark hair, and impossibly dark eyes.

"She can't be more than sixteen." Sydney said. "why would a terrorist group be after her?"

"We don't know. All we know is that for some reason, they want her blood to make some kind of weapon of mass destruction. Incant has her under such extreme surveillance, they literally know her every move. Sydney, I'm sending you to Oporto to retrieve her."

Marshall raised his hand nervously. "Uh, sorry - but, do we know what kind of surveillance techniques they're using?"

"Yes. It seems they are using all of them."

"All of them - what - you mean like every possible technique known to man?"

"That's right."

"Wow, these people must really have no lives."

"Most of what they use is human observation. But they do have over a hundred hidden cameras per room in her house, along with over one million heat, weight, and fingerprint sensitive devices. They literally record her every move. Even if Marshall successfully downs the countless surveillance objects in and around this girl's house, there are people constantly watching her from up to 5 miles away, as well as people patrolling the streets near her house."

"How many people are we talking about?" Weiss asked.

"There are estimated to be between 500 and 2,000 on site at any given second, and they are on a rotation that takes place every 3 and a half minutes."

"So how do you propose we get her out?" Sydney asked, a little disconcerted.

"We have alerted the local authorities in Oporto about our plan. We have compiled about 8 million agents and allies in Portugal and staged a big explosion to go off in an apartment building a few blocks from her home. The blast should disturb the surveyors for at least 20 seconds. Sydney, you will have that time to get in and out with the girl."

"20 seconds?"

"20 seconds." Dixon answered. "Go over Op Tech with Marshall. You leave in 3 days."

"Does she have any idea we're coming to get her?" Sydney asked as Dixon was leaving.

"No. We can't contact her in any way without Incant knowing."

"So I have twenty seconds to break into this girl's house and abduct her."

"That's all we can do right now."