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Sydney woke up in the hospital bed. She noticed Michael sleeping peacefully next to her in the chair. As she began to take in the room, she absentmindedly ran her fingers through Michael's hair.

Michael awoke. He looked up at Sydney. "Syd!" He jumped up and began hugging her and leaving kisses about her neck and face.

Sydney took Michael's lips captive in a massively passionate kiss. As they pulled apart, Michael smiled at Sydney. "Michael? What happened?"

Michael sat down and looked seriously at Sydney. "Syd. Two years ago, you disappeared. It was the hardest thing I went through. Your father wouldn't eat or sleep. He was always tense. He would go ballistic on anyone that came up to him. He was dying inside. So was I. We both were miserable. Then, Sloane called and we traded Sark for you. I was so happy. I asked you to marry me. We did. Then you.the real you surfaced. I am so sorry Syd."

Sydney looked at Michael through teary eyes. "Where was the.wedding?"

Michael began rubbing her hand in a circular motion. "It doesn't matter."

"Do you still want to marry me?" Sydney asked smiling slightly and drying her tears.

Michael smiled. "Of course."
Sydney sat reading a book. It was called "The Darkest of Love". Michael had left to go to work. There were five guards outside her door. One would come in every five seconds to check on her.

Suddenly, Jack materialized. "Sydney."

Sydney looked up. "Hey Dad," she said with a slightly forced smile. She went straight back to her reading.

Jack sat down at the end of the bed. "Sydney. I am sorry for not believing you. It's just that I was so happy you came back the first time and then you came back a second time.I was just mad that either one of you would be.I am so sorry."

Sydney looked up and sat her book down next to her. "Dad. We both know that you aren't good with this. I love you too."

Jack nodded. "Yep. That's what I'm talking about. Kendall wants you to see a therapist to bring back your memories."

"Why?" Sydney questioned.

"Vangh didn't tell you? You were pregnant. You gave a full pregnancy and birth. Tests were conclusive. The problem is that I don't see a grandkid. You have a meeting with a 'Ms. Lorana Sullivan' on Thursday. Vangh and I will look in on the therapy." Jack got up to leave.

"Michael," Sydney called after him.

"What?"

"His name is Michael; not Vangh," Sydney commented smiling.

Jack nodded. "Got it."
Irina paced the room madly. "How could he do this!" she yelled.

At that moment, Sloane entered.

Irina grabbed him threw him at the wall and began to choke him. "Hom could you send a double after I told you not to!"

Sloane coughed as Irina released him. "Relax. It wasn't Sydney."

"Maybe so but she is identical to her. They obviously mistook her for Sydney."

Sloane smiled. "Of course they would. Jack doesn't know anything about Jennifer."

Irina looked at him as if he were crazy. "Of course not! Jennifer doesn't exist!"

"Yes she does! You can't keep living like she doesn't!" Sloane yelled. His voice went calmer as he chose his next words carefully. "They are exactly alike."

Irina closed her eyes. "Identical," she breathed.