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"Syd?" Vaughn asked again.

She looked at him. "I'm sorry, what?"

He smiled and reached over to stroke her hair. "Something wrong?"

She considered faking another smile, but decided against it. Vaughn would see through that sooner or later. "He came...Miguel, came onto me, kissed me." She gave an involuntary shudder.

"Aw Syd, I'm sorry. But hey," he looked at her this time. "It's happened before, what's got you down about this?"

She didn't answer, just simply looked out the window again. There was a silence between them for a while as he drove though streets lined with vendors and tourists. "Vaughn, I'm tired of this, of this life, of faking everything. Nothing's honest, nothing's real-"

Vaughn broke her off. "You know that's not true. You've got family, you've got friends." He took her hand and kissed it. "You've got me. I'm real, I'm here for you."

This time she did smile. "I know" she said.

Suddenly a black SUV screeched into the intersection ahead. Several men all wearing black jumped out. She immediately looked in the rear view mirror. As she had suspected, there was a similar car behind them. She knew without a doubt who it was.

Vaughn reached for the gun at his hip, but as he did, the windshield shattered. They both ducked, preparing to flee from the car.

"Vaughn," she said hurriedly, unbuckling her seatbelt. "We have to split up. Take the disk and get out of here. He's after me, not you."

"Wait, who is? Miguel?" Vaughn yelled, but Sydney had already jumped out of the car and disappeared into the crowd, with the armed men following close behind.

"Damn it!" He cursed, pulling out his gun and leaping out of the car. But they were gone, and so were the two SUVs.

She pushed her way past people along side the streets, looking for an alley. Why? How? What does he want? She threw a quick glance back behind her, the four men were still chasing her, and gaining. Pushing her strength, all she could muster, she ran on.

Then there he was. She practically skidded to a halt. Wearing sunglasses and again, casual clothes that camouflaged him into the rest of the crowd, clothes she no longer found any humor in, was Sark.

He was leaning against the post of a small stand, smiling as he always was. Her eyes swept the scene. Not only were there men behind her, but she could also tell he had others in civilian clothes too. More importantly was the one behind the wheel of a black car one block down the small road.

Not even looking back, Sark turned and walked to the car and got in. She looked over her shoulder, the men still in her peripheral view, and followed him. She thrust open the car door, shoving off one man who had placed his hand on her arm as she got in.

"I must say," he stated coolly, "I rather liked the blond number, but you'll do."

"Oh should I go change for you?" She replied snarkily.

He grinned widely. "Don't tempt me."

Vaughn practically ran though the hall at APO. He burst though the door to the ops room where Sloane, Jack, Nadia, Dixon, and Weiss were all sitting.

Jack jumped up from his seat, but it was Sloane that spoke first. "Do you have the disk?" He asked without batting an eye.

"Where the HELL is my daughter? Jack yelled.

Vaughn held up the disk as he caught his breath. "I have it. But he took her. Miguel took her."

Nadia looked down at the table. Dixon glared at Sloane. Weiss looked nervously at Vaughn who now looked confused.

"Think again Vaughn." Sloane said, pressing a remote button that displayed an image on the main screen. "Our satellite tasked to cover your op picked this up minutes after Sydney's disappearance. The screen showed none other than Sark.

Vaughn lowered his head in defeat. He could feel Jack's eyes boring into him and he knew Jack would blame him for his daughter's abduction.

"He didn't want the disk." he slowly realized. "He was after her."