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After Sydney finished her packing, she picked up her suitcase and headed for the front door.
Stopping at the table that sat in the foyer, Sydney picked up her car keys and stopped to look in the mirror that was hanging above the table.
As she stared at her reflection, Sydney's mind traveled back to the scene in the warehouse with Vaughn.
"Alice and I broke up." Vaughn's words played through her head like a broken record.
A faint smile touched her lips, until sighing, she gave herself one last glance and headed out the door to catch her plane.
Sydney boarded the commercial flight, and once again wondered why Sd-6 booked her on commercial flights sometimes and then other times used their own private plane.
Realizing, that it was probably pointless to wonder about anything that Sd-6 did, she settled into her seat and pulled out a thick novel.
Glancing several seats in front of her own, Sydney spotted Dixon also pulling out a book.
Sighing, her thoughts again drifted to Vaughn.
"I wonder if he's really as cool about the breakup as he seemed?" Sydney wondered silently.
She heard a small sigh, and turned to look at who was sitting in the seat beside her.
It was a small, blonde girl with dark blue eyes who was staring at her now.
The little girl gave her a shy smile and turned back to her mother.
Sydney gave another heartfelt sigh, and wished for the innocence of youth.
That child probably had no idea that horrible men like Arvin Sloane inhabited the earth.
Sydney heaved another sigh and opened her book.
Hours later, Vaughn was pacing around his desk waiting for Sydney to turn on her CIA comm.
She was in a museum in Paris.
Vaughn was steamed just thinking about it, they had learned soon after Sydney's flight had taken off, that Arvin Sloane had sent Dixon and Sydney to check out the museum because he wanted to purchase a painting by one of the artist's that was featured in the museum.
"Hi Vaughn, it's Sydney" Sydney whispered into her comm.
"Hey, Syd. We just found out why Sloane sent you to Paris." Vaughn replied.
"I know, I just found out from Dixon. He gave me a photograph to compare to the artist's work. Apparently, Sloane wants to buy an original painting and he wanted to make sure that it looks the same as some of the artist's other works."
Vaughn snorted. "I cannot believe the arrogance of that guy. He sent one of his top agents all the way to Paris because he wants to buy a painting that has nothing to do with the agency."
Sydney gave a humorless laugh and reached up to turn off her com. "Just one more day in the life of Agent Sydney Bristow."
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