Note: Thank you Moonie for helping me yet again. And Samantha mucho thanks
for spotting my typos. Also there is one quote that's directly from Alias
in here, so credit to the show of course for writing that bit.
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All these years hadn't helped Jack Bristow get over the loss of his wife and daughter. He knew his wife was a traitor that was working for the KGB. He knew that he was part of her plan, a pawn in her game. But Sydney- why did she take her with her? When he had first heard what had happened he was hysterical and in denial. They told him Laura and Sydney died in a car accident while being chased by a FBI counter-intelligence officer, Agent Bentley Calder. The roads were slippery and both cars went into the river. Also he found out who she really was and he learned her real name was Irina Derevko. When he heard the second time he believed that she had escaped with Sydney, but when he caught a sight of a crayon drawing of Sydney's floating at the scene, he broke down. He sobbed and fell on the ground; he held the flimsy drawing in his arms. He didn't fight when the FBI dragged him into custody. He was in too much of a numb shock to fight it. He spent six months in solitary confinement in a federal prison because he was suspected of being in cohorts with Laura. There everyday was just going through the motions and reliving the night of the 'accident.' The FBI almost tried him for treason, and even though he was eventually cleared of the charges the damage was done and he began a downward spiral. For years he drank his sorrows away, only to have them come back and haunt him when he became sober. He felt he had no purpose or reason to not drink until his friend and fellow agent, Arvin Sloane went freelance with a pool of other agents from agencies from around the world. They created the Alliance of 12 and became enemies of the United States. They were mercenaries. Being close to Sloane it was easy for him to become a double agent for the Central Intelligence Agency in the LA branch of the Alliance. He would work with Sloane in SD-6, Section Desparu. He was an upper level agent and knew things others didn't, lower level agents who joined thought it was a black ops division of the CIA.
Now on a bizarre new case he was facing his past again. He and two CIA agents, Eric Weiss and Michael Vaughn had retrieved many artifacts of Milo Rambaldi; Pope Alexander VI's chief architect who was an artist, an inventor, and his designs were so technologically advanced that at the time they thought he was a heretic and he was executed. Now, 500 years later, many believe he was a prophet. They've retrieved most of his works. Most recently it was his manuscript. And on page 47 of his manuscript a prophecy hit too close to home. "This woman here depicted will possess unseen marks, signs that she will be the one to bring forth my works. Bind them with fury. A burning anger, unless prevented. At vulgar cost, this woman will render the greatest power unto utter desolation." And the woman depicted bared an uncanny resemblance to his dead wife. So they started investigating that angle.
He was on leave from SD-6 and Michael Vaughn and himself were searching for Irina Derevko, alias Laura Bristow. It was personal for both of them, Laura had killed Vaughn's father William and destroyed Jack's heart. For the 3 years they had worked together they bonded, although neither one would admit it. Jack thought of him as a protégé, and Vaughn saw him as a hero, albeit bitter. So far they had a couple of theories of how she faked her death. She either crashed into the river and stayed under water by getting air from the tires and let Sydney die in the crash or she let someone else posing as her crash, and took Sydney somewhere with her. Jack hoped for the later, he didn't understand why she would take Sydney unless she wanted her alive. But then again he didn't understand her at all.
So here he was sitting in his SD-6 office Finishing off some last minute work for Arvin. As he drove to the safe house that he and Vaughn we're investigating Laura in, he passed by the old neighborhood he used to live in. He hadn't meant to but he wanted to make sure he wasn't followed and made a lot of turns. It was where he used to be part of a family. The park where Sydney played, the stores Laura shopped, and the home where she betrayed him. He parked in front of his old home, and saw the faded yellow paint and the unkempt lawn. He starred coldly at the house. He couldn't take the reminiscing anymore so he drove off fast to the safe house. When he got there he looked at all the papers on the conference table in front of him. There were the files from the investigation on Laura, which he found out only recently about. From none other then Arvin Sloane when he questioned him earlier about the possibility that she was alive. It turned out that while Sloane was still part of the CIA he was on an internal commission which was formed to assess the damage she'd done to U.S. intelligence. Back then they had actually proven that she was alive, but didn't want to tell him in the state he was in. She had left no trail, and could be anywhere in the world. She could still be in the United States. Where ever she was she wasn't under any alias they knew. Just then Vaughn burst into his office, "Jack we found something new." He set up his computer, "We found this in the Intel you found when you seized the records from Cape Town. We found a video file, with some amazing stuff. Khasinau was on it with Bentley Calder, the alleged FBI agent who- well you know. His real name was Igor Sergei Velanko. He was alive after the accident. But Velanko isn't a viable connection anymore, we found out that the Snowman killed Velanko last week. It was to put heat on Khasinau. Okay this is where it's related to Irina Derevko." On the computer in front of him, Jack saw his wife alive, the date at the bottom of the screen was three months after the accident. She was most definitely alive. The interview made him cringe. She sounded so assured and determined and… proud.
Laura: My Russian or American name?
Khasinau: Uh, why not both?
Laura: Irina Derevko and Laura Bristow.
Khasinau: When were you recruited for special duties?
Laura: In 1970, I was recruited to the KGB by you, Alexander Khasinau.
"Op Tech has been through it a billion times, from what they can find out so far, it was shot in the states, not overseas." Vaughn seemed shaken from watching, but he continued.
Khasinau: Describe the objective of your operation.
Laura: Phase one: I was to pose as an American, a student of literature. Phase two: I was to make the acquaintance of a particular officer in the Central Intelligence Agency, to insinuate myself in his life, to become his confidant, earn his trust.
Khasinau: Please state the officer by name.
Laura: Officer Jonathan Donahue Bristow.
Khasinau: Phase three?
Laura: Phase three: I was to begin to acquire through various means, details of the CIA operation to which Bristow was assigned - Project Christmas.
"This didn't help with Khasinau and bringing him down, but now we know there is a connection. It's something substantial. We can turn it off here." He reached to turn it off, but Jack stopped him. He had to see the whole thing no matter what.
Khasinau: You have no reason to believe that anyone else became suspicious of you?
Laura: Nyet. Of course I would've told you.
Khasinau: Uh, how did you acquire your Intel?
Laura: Every night for ten years I went through his briefcase. I eavesdropped on all of his private conversations. I planted listening devices on his clothing. He was blinded by his emotions. He knew nothing. I can tell you one thing: Jack Bristow was a fool.
Jack looked down. He was a fool, a fool in love. But now…all that mattered was finding her and bringing her down. And finding his daughter, his little girl. Vaughn looked him in the eye, "We'll find them Jack, we'll find them."
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Lora Sidney Jonco was in shock. She sat on the grass in Central Park leaning against the statue of Alice. She was trying to digest what she had heard. She had been lied to all her life by the one person she could always count on, her mother. How many other things were lies?
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All these years hadn't helped Jack Bristow get over the loss of his wife and daughter. He knew his wife was a traitor that was working for the KGB. He knew that he was part of her plan, a pawn in her game. But Sydney- why did she take her with her? When he had first heard what had happened he was hysterical and in denial. They told him Laura and Sydney died in a car accident while being chased by a FBI counter-intelligence officer, Agent Bentley Calder. The roads were slippery and both cars went into the river. Also he found out who she really was and he learned her real name was Irina Derevko. When he heard the second time he believed that she had escaped with Sydney, but when he caught a sight of a crayon drawing of Sydney's floating at the scene, he broke down. He sobbed and fell on the ground; he held the flimsy drawing in his arms. He didn't fight when the FBI dragged him into custody. He was in too much of a numb shock to fight it. He spent six months in solitary confinement in a federal prison because he was suspected of being in cohorts with Laura. There everyday was just going through the motions and reliving the night of the 'accident.' The FBI almost tried him for treason, and even though he was eventually cleared of the charges the damage was done and he began a downward spiral. For years he drank his sorrows away, only to have them come back and haunt him when he became sober. He felt he had no purpose or reason to not drink until his friend and fellow agent, Arvin Sloane went freelance with a pool of other agents from agencies from around the world. They created the Alliance of 12 and became enemies of the United States. They were mercenaries. Being close to Sloane it was easy for him to become a double agent for the Central Intelligence Agency in the LA branch of the Alliance. He would work with Sloane in SD-6, Section Desparu. He was an upper level agent and knew things others didn't, lower level agents who joined thought it was a black ops division of the CIA.
Now on a bizarre new case he was facing his past again. He and two CIA agents, Eric Weiss and Michael Vaughn had retrieved many artifacts of Milo Rambaldi; Pope Alexander VI's chief architect who was an artist, an inventor, and his designs were so technologically advanced that at the time they thought he was a heretic and he was executed. Now, 500 years later, many believe he was a prophet. They've retrieved most of his works. Most recently it was his manuscript. And on page 47 of his manuscript a prophecy hit too close to home. "This woman here depicted will possess unseen marks, signs that she will be the one to bring forth my works. Bind them with fury. A burning anger, unless prevented. At vulgar cost, this woman will render the greatest power unto utter desolation." And the woman depicted bared an uncanny resemblance to his dead wife. So they started investigating that angle.
He was on leave from SD-6 and Michael Vaughn and himself were searching for Irina Derevko, alias Laura Bristow. It was personal for both of them, Laura had killed Vaughn's father William and destroyed Jack's heart. For the 3 years they had worked together they bonded, although neither one would admit it. Jack thought of him as a protégé, and Vaughn saw him as a hero, albeit bitter. So far they had a couple of theories of how she faked her death. She either crashed into the river and stayed under water by getting air from the tires and let Sydney die in the crash or she let someone else posing as her crash, and took Sydney somewhere with her. Jack hoped for the later, he didn't understand why she would take Sydney unless she wanted her alive. But then again he didn't understand her at all.
So here he was sitting in his SD-6 office Finishing off some last minute work for Arvin. As he drove to the safe house that he and Vaughn we're investigating Laura in, he passed by the old neighborhood he used to live in. He hadn't meant to but he wanted to make sure he wasn't followed and made a lot of turns. It was where he used to be part of a family. The park where Sydney played, the stores Laura shopped, and the home where she betrayed him. He parked in front of his old home, and saw the faded yellow paint and the unkempt lawn. He starred coldly at the house. He couldn't take the reminiscing anymore so he drove off fast to the safe house. When he got there he looked at all the papers on the conference table in front of him. There were the files from the investigation on Laura, which he found out only recently about. From none other then Arvin Sloane when he questioned him earlier about the possibility that she was alive. It turned out that while Sloane was still part of the CIA he was on an internal commission which was formed to assess the damage she'd done to U.S. intelligence. Back then they had actually proven that she was alive, but didn't want to tell him in the state he was in. She had left no trail, and could be anywhere in the world. She could still be in the United States. Where ever she was she wasn't under any alias they knew. Just then Vaughn burst into his office, "Jack we found something new." He set up his computer, "We found this in the Intel you found when you seized the records from Cape Town. We found a video file, with some amazing stuff. Khasinau was on it with Bentley Calder, the alleged FBI agent who- well you know. His real name was Igor Sergei Velanko. He was alive after the accident. But Velanko isn't a viable connection anymore, we found out that the Snowman killed Velanko last week. It was to put heat on Khasinau. Okay this is where it's related to Irina Derevko." On the computer in front of him, Jack saw his wife alive, the date at the bottom of the screen was three months after the accident. She was most definitely alive. The interview made him cringe. She sounded so assured and determined and… proud.
Laura: My Russian or American name?
Khasinau: Uh, why not both?
Laura: Irina Derevko and Laura Bristow.
Khasinau: When were you recruited for special duties?
Laura: In 1970, I was recruited to the KGB by you, Alexander Khasinau.
"Op Tech has been through it a billion times, from what they can find out so far, it was shot in the states, not overseas." Vaughn seemed shaken from watching, but he continued.
Khasinau: Describe the objective of your operation.
Laura: Phase one: I was to pose as an American, a student of literature. Phase two: I was to make the acquaintance of a particular officer in the Central Intelligence Agency, to insinuate myself in his life, to become his confidant, earn his trust.
Khasinau: Please state the officer by name.
Laura: Officer Jonathan Donahue Bristow.
Khasinau: Phase three?
Laura: Phase three: I was to begin to acquire through various means, details of the CIA operation to which Bristow was assigned - Project Christmas.
"This didn't help with Khasinau and bringing him down, but now we know there is a connection. It's something substantial. We can turn it off here." He reached to turn it off, but Jack stopped him. He had to see the whole thing no matter what.
Khasinau: You have no reason to believe that anyone else became suspicious of you?
Laura: Nyet. Of course I would've told you.
Khasinau: Uh, how did you acquire your Intel?
Laura: Every night for ten years I went through his briefcase. I eavesdropped on all of his private conversations. I planted listening devices on his clothing. He was blinded by his emotions. He knew nothing. I can tell you one thing: Jack Bristow was a fool.
Jack looked down. He was a fool, a fool in love. But now…all that mattered was finding her and bringing her down. And finding his daughter, his little girl. Vaughn looked him in the eye, "We'll find them Jack, we'll find them."
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Lora Sidney Jonco was in shock. She sat on the grass in Central Park leaning against the statue of Alice. She was trying to digest what she had heard. She had been lied to all her life by the one person she could always count on, her mother. How many other things were lies?
