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Post: "Phase One"

Profile for the Queen/ Lady Kiya

Imagine Princess Diana, except American, and that's what the Queen was. No one called her by her given name anymore; few people even knew what it was. They either referred to her as 'The Queen,' or when speaking directly to her 'Your Majesty.' She preferred it that way; the people who did not truly know her shouldn't call her by something so personal. People called her 'the queen whose country is the whole world.' All the world's leaders respected her, her presence always demanding attention. She was often asked to mediate between foreign countries; it was something she excelled at.

She had found out about Laura Bristow's secret shortly before the baby Sydney was born. Laura being the wife of a prominent CIA agent, and the Queen being the DCI, it was only a matter of time until they met at a dinner party of some kind. Once she was certain, the Queen approached Laura.

~*Flashback*~

(Location, a small café on the outskirts of LA)

"Mrs. Bristow, I'm glad you could meet with me." The Queen began coolly.

"It was my pleasure to meet with you Majesty, is there something you wish to speak to me about? Is everything all right with my husband?"

"Yes, I do want to speak to you, and yes, your husband is fine. What I'm concerned about is you." Laura shot her a quizzical glance.

"Me? The baby is due in a few weeks, but I'm fine. Why?"

"That's not what I mean. Laura, I know your secret." Laura let out a short gasp, and then she quickly recovered.

"What secret? I'm afraid I have no idea as to what you're talking about." Laura feigned innocence.

"Don't lie to me Irina, I can see right through you." Laura gasped again at the use of her real name. "What do you want from me? Surely you won't do anything before the baby is born."

"You're right, I won't. I am correct to assume that once the child is born you KGB contacts will feel the need to remove you from your current life?" Laura nodded her head, almost sadly.

"Yes, I will have a few years though. I don't know when my time will be up."

"Have you chosen godparents for the baby yet?" The Queen inquired.

"No, not yet. I don't know who to ask, I don't have many friends here who the CIA wouldn't be suspicious of." The Queen nodded her head in understanding, and then she again spoke.

"Tell Jack that you want me to be the baby's godmother. That way, once you're gone, she'll still have me. I'm not going anywhere." Laura/ Irina looked at the Queen, surprised. She understood that the woman sitting across from her was helping her, but she didn't know what.

"I'm helping you because your baby doesn't deserve this." Came the Queen's rather icy reply.

"Thank you," Was all Laura/ Irina could say. The Queen stood and left, leaving money for the small lunch they had eaten. Shortly after Laura followed, grateful to this woman, but still unsure of why she was helping.

~*End Flashback*~

So now the Queen was Sydney's godmother, and she took the child to heart. Sydney would come and stay with her at her mansion-like home in New York City during the summers when Sydney was out of school.

When Sydney began to work for SD-6, the Queen already knew the truth about it; after all, she was the DCI of the CIA. Often times she would follow Sydney on her missions, making sure everything went off with little or no hitch. Then, one mission, Sydney was trapped, and what happened changed Sydney's life for years to come.

~*Flashback*~

It was Sydney's eighth mission for Sd-6, give or take. She was to infiltrate a compound and steal a Rambaldi artifact. Something had gone wrong, an alarm had been tripped somewhere. Security guards quickly surrounded Sydney, and she was at a loss for a means of escape. The Queen jumped out from her hiding place, and together they took out the guards. The Queen was shot in the abdomen, and she couldn't walk. Sydney had tried to pull her, but another batallion of guards was on the way and they were running short on time.

"Go, leave me here!" The Queen cried. "We won't make it out of here together!"

"I'm not leaving you here to be captured or killed! You saved my life, and I'll be damned if I don't return the favor!" Sydney pleaded. The Queen knew she and Sydney wouldn't make it out alive together.

"Sydney, go now, leave me!" Sydney flat out ignored her this time and kept on pulling at her. The Queen struggled out of Sydney's hold and pulled out her gun. She aimed it at her heart.

"Sydney, I will always look after you. I love you. The world needs you to stay alive, you're going to make a difference. We will meet again." With that, the Queen shot herself in the heart. Sydney screamed, but the Queen's limp form did not respond. Knowing that she could not wait a moment longer, Sydney dashed out. She swore she'd do her best to live up to the hopes of the woman who had just given her life to save her.