AN: Consider this my Christmas present to all of you! Two chapters in one day! Enjoy and as always PLEASE REVIEW!!

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Chapter 6

"Where are they going?!?" Alice pointed the gun at the airplane technician's head.

"Calm down, miss. I, uh, think the pilot said something about taking them to that cold country up north." She pressed the gun closer to his head.

"Which country? All countries up north are cold." The man was literally shaking by now.

"Canada." Alice released the gun from the man's head and kicked him to the ground. Turning away, she headed to find a pilot that would make a trip to Canada.

Now where in Canada did Vaughn go? She didn't remember any relatives of his living there. Knowing she would need some help on this, she picked up her cell phone and dialed a familiar number.

"Hello?"

"It's Alice."

"Alice, darling. How's your trip? Kill him yet?"

"Cut the casualties, Sark. I don't have time for your crap. That damn girl you're after knocked me out before I even had the chance. Now I want you to find out if Vaughn or her have any connections in Canada. That's where they're headed. Call me right away."

"Always the temperamental one. You really need to learn to control yourself. I'm not surprised Sydney knocked you out. She has always been the superior agent."

"Shut up, Andrew. Just call me when you get the information." With that, she hung up the phone. If she didn't need his help so much, she would squeeze that little British accent right out of him. Spotting a young handsome pilot, she put on a fake smile and headed towards him. She was going to kill Vaughn if it was the last thing she did.

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"What do you mean they got away?" Sloane cried fiercely into the phone. Lambert had to put the phone away from his ear for a second. He tugged nervously on his tie. This was not good. There was no telling what Sloane was capable of when he was angry.

"Calm down, sir. I have everything under control."

"Everything's under control?? She's escaped from you twice now! Why aren't tailing her right now?"

"Well, you see, there was another agent at the Texas safehouse. A woman and she sort of tied me up." Lambert winced, waiting for Sloane's reaction.

"Lambert! You fool! Can't you do anything right? Who was the woman?"

"I'm not sure, sir. She knew that you were after Ms. Bristow though." He heard Sloane sigh into the phone.

"Just finish the job or I'll finish you. Do you understand me?" Lambert gulped.

"Yes sir." He hung up the phone and started to speed up. There was no way he was going to get killed because of Miss Double Agent and her faithful lapdog. There was just no way.

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As Sydney opened the door, Vaughn carried Michelle inside and laid her on the couch. She was still sleeping soundly. Sydney wasn't surprised though. After all the driving and running they had been doing, Sydney was exhausted too.

The cottage wasn't half bad. It was fully furnished and had all the necessary appliances. There were two bedrooms. Wait, only two bedrooms? This could be a problem. Sydney quickly thought of a solution though. She and Michelle can just sleep in one room and Vaughn can sleep in the other. Right. Great solution. She breathed a sigh of relief. Sydney had been so lost in her own thoughts that she jumped when Vaughn spoke.

"Are you okay?" Vaughn raised an eyebrow. Sydney seemed to be acting strangely.

"Yeah, yeah. Why wouldn't I be?"

"I don't know. You tell me." Sydney sighed.

"It's just the stress of everything is getting to me. That's all." Vaughn nodded, not entirely convinced.

"I'm going to go make us some dinner." Vaughn turned and headed towards the kitchen.

"Where's the bathroom? I need to take a shower."

"Down the hall, on your left." Sydney grabbed a couple of things out of her suitcase and headed towards the bathroom.

Vaughn found enough ingredients to make spaghetti. Getting out a pot and putting some water in, he waited for it to boil. As he was waiting, Vaughn could hear the distinct sound of running water. Images of Sydney in the shower started popping into his mind. Rubbing his head, he muttered to himself. *This was not good. I shouldn't be thinking about this right now. Damn Weiss and his influence.*

Luckily, Michelle had woken up by this time and had walked into the kitchen. She'll make a great distraction from his impending thoughts. Michelle stood there staring at him. He stared back. Finally she spoke.

"Mommy missed you, you know. I used to hear her cry in her sleep, calling your name."

*I know I promised some action, but it really didn't fit into this chapter. Sorry! Maybe the next one. *Ducks flying object* Anyway please review! Bye!