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As of yet, I don't have a title. I'll come up with something soon though. Any suggestions are welcome. With that said, this is my first real Alias fic. I wrote a one-chapter fic called "One Night in Rio." (Go read it) but that doesn't really count because I said so. Ok, my new story.

This will be a S/V and J/I fic. With some other couples mixed in. Basically it takes place now. SD-6 and the Alliance are bye-bye and Sydney and Vaughn are together. If you haven't seen "Double Agent" there are some things about it in here. I'm going to be referring to Vaughn as Michael and Vaughn. Just because I can.

If I owned Alias then I wouldn't be writing FF I'd be writing episodes with more S/V and some J/I because I could. Since I don't, I'm not.

Chapter 1

It was an ordinary day in LA, a little warm, but that was to be expected. Sydney Bristow was in too good of a mood to notice or even care about the weather. She smiled to just about everyone as she walked in the CIA building. The reason behind her good mood was simple. Michael Vaughn. They'd been seeing one another for about two months and things couldn't have been better. They'd been out on dates, real dates. And he'd been romantic and caring and sweet. It was perfect. There was only one problem. He hadn't even brought up the L word yet. Love. She didn't think that she would ever feel it again after Danny died, but somehow she did. She knew that he felt the same way or at least she assumed he did.

She made her way to his office to say good morning to him when she heard another person's voice, a female voice.

"Oh, come on Mike! You know you do! Say it! You love me!" The female voice teased in a singsong manner.

"Yes D, I love you. You are wonderful and amazing. Happy?" Michael said smiling.

"Ecstatic." The woman paused for a moment, then Sydney saw her get off of Vaughn's desk, "I have to go Mikey. I'll see you tonight for dinner though. Love you!" She gave him a quick peck on the cheek, opened the door and walked away smiling.

Sydney saw her as she exited Vaughn's office. She was short, maybe 5'2, not much taller. She had dark hair, darker then Sydney's and bright blue eyes. And she was gorgeous. She wasn't in a business suit but she was making her way to Devlin's office. There was a reasonable explanation for her, Michael wouldn't lie to her or string her along. Or he'd wind up with a broken wrist and the inability to have children. She walked into his office smiling brightly. "Hi!"

Vaughn looked up from his desk and his face lit up, "Hey beautiful." He closed the door behind her and kissed her passionately.

After a few minutes they needed oxygen and broke apart, "Wow, quite a greeting."

"Well I'd like to do more then that, but you know we're in an office." Vaughn motioned to the door.

"That's a problem?" Sydney raised her eyebrow and they exchanged looks, then began laughing, "Ok, that's not the best idea with my dad on the prowl."

"Maybe not." He kissed her on the forehead, "What's up?"

"I wanted to see if you were busy tonight?" She asked hopefully, maybe he'd tell her about his dinner plans.

"Hm, actually I'm have plans tonight. How about tomorrow?" He suggested.

Her heart sank, should she ask him outright? No, he'd just lie about it, "Sounds good. Um, is there something you're not telling me?" She asked.

"Can't think of a thing." He replied. Before Sydney could ask him about the girl, his phone rang. He picked it up after the first ring, knowing it could be something important, "Vaughn? *Pause* Yes, that's right. I was told she was sent here from another office. *Pause* No, I know that. She left my office less then five minutes ago, she should be in a meeting with Devlin. *Pause* Yes and Syd, I mean Agent Bristow. *Pause* All right, yes. I'll be there in a moment." Sighing he hung up the phone.

"What's wrong?" She asked.

"Uh, nothing. Just stupid work shit. I have to go meet Devlin and I believe your father was looking for you earlier. I'll call you later if I don't see you." He gave her a chaste kiss on the lips and left the office in a rush.

"Nothing my ass. He's lying to me! The nerve of that man!" Sydney growled and followed him out of the office to yell at him.

"Sydney!" Jack Bristow's commanding voice stopped her in her tracks.

"Hey dad, I'm kind of busy, can this wait?" She asked stopping.

"No, it can't. It's work, not personal. Come here." He motioned to the empty conference room. He closed the door and sat down, "There is something that you need to know." He waited for her to sit down.

Sighing she did, "What do I need to know?" She asked. Oh lord, he knows Michael is cheating on me and he's planning on assassinating him.

"I believe you observed Agent D'Auber leaving Agent Vaughn's office." Jack said, Sydney felt herself blushing.

"Yes." She admitted.

"So, I guess it's safe to assume that you know that true nature of their relationship?" He asked.

Sydney couldn't believe her father was being so blunt, "Well I assumed, that they were. . ."

"Yes, indeed they are. But, Agent D'Auber wishes to keep it under wraps, but I'm sure she understands you need to know. Now, has Agent Vaughn told you that you will be working with her?" Jack switched off the topic of Michael's betrayal so quickly that Sydney was stunned he didn't tell her what day his hanging would be.

"I, I, uh no I didn't know." She managed to squeeze out.

"Well she'll essentially become your partner. And of course Agent Vaughn will still be your handler, while she'll be working under Agent Weiss." Sydney scoffed, she may be working with Eric, but she'll be under Michael, "Problem?"

"No, none at all." She managed a smile, "Can I go or do I need to know anything more?"

"Not at the moment no. But, Devlin and Kendall are meeting with her now, so I think you should sit in on the meeting or at least talk to them about her." Jack got up and looked at Sydney concerned, "Are you doing ok?"

"Oh, yeah, just dandy." Sydney walked out of the office in a huff. She was going to go talk to this Agent D'Auber and set her straight. No one steals Sydney Bristow's man and gets away with it!

"Oh, Agent Bristow!" Sydney was stopped for the second time that day.

"What?" She growled and turned around to come face to face with an increasingly annoying short pretty and judging by her last name French girl, "Oh, it's you. Perfect. We need to have a little talk." She grabbed her by the arm and dragged her into the empty conference room she and her father had just recently occupied. She sized up Agent D'Auber or as Michael had affectionately called her D. She was pretty, she'd give her that, but it wasn't anything she couldn't compete with.

"Um, Agent Bristow? Sydney?" D'Bitch as Sydney was now referring to her as broke her thoughts.

"Yes?" Sydney glared.

"Um, I assume that Michael, err, Agent Vaughn has informed you of the true nature of our relationship?" She was proceeding with caution, well that wouldn't do her any good.

"No, in fact he did not. I had to hear the news from my father." Sydney growled.

"Oh, I'm sorry. You seem to be upset about this, I didn't think that it would affect your relationship with Mike that much." D'Bitch looked concerned.

"Didn't think it would affect our relationship? Did he think I would throw you two a party?! He knows how I feel about him and the fact that he chose to hide this from me is not only inexcusable but just plan mean."

"I'm sorry, but I didn't think you would be upset. Mike knows that you feel the way you do which is why he tried to tell you as soon as he knew I got transferred." She tried to explain which only lead to Sydney getting even angrier.

"Transferred? So this has been going on for a long time?" She exploded.

"Well when I got into the CIA I didn't want people to know so I made a few changes and we kept the true nature of our relationship silent. I didn't think it would be cause for any anger. It's perfectly legitimate."

"Oh my lord. Oh my lord. I can't even be in the same room as you now. Oh my lord. I'm going to kill him. That's it. I'm going to kill 'em" Sydney took a few deep breaths and then left the room in a rush, looking for Michael.

That's my sad little attempt at a cliff. Please let me know how you feel about it. Love it? Hate it? Think I'm crazy? Any sorts of thoughts are much appreciated.