The bright light seared through her eyelids causing her to jolt suddenly from her restful sleep. She watched as they entered the room, and noted the many other guards watching her from outside the bulletproof glass. Kendall had watching her, scrutinizing every inch of her. Vaughn was standing near the door, his eyes averted, his head hanging low.

Kendall spoke harshly, not waiting for her full responses, but impatiently asking questions, with his usual tone of condescension.

"Well Ms. Bristow, you certainly are a sight to behold."

She didn't respond.

"Do you have any recollection of your whereabouts over the last twenty three months?"

"No."

"What exactly is the last thing you remember?"

"Shooting Francie, the double."

"That's it?"

"Yes."

"Well that isn't very helpful." He shot a look at Vaughn, who seemed to just glare back indifferently. "Mr. Vaughn you said you had some questions for Ms. Bristow." Vaughn looked at him blankly.

"Yes." Sydney watched him step forward. He quickly broke his stare with Kendall, and looked at the floor. He stooped directly before her, and looked up. Their eyes met, but Sydney could barely see into his, tears blocked her view.

"Sydney we want you to try to regain your memory through hypnosis. It's the same procedure Will under went, it's non-invasive, and totally painless. Do you think you're up for it?"

"Whatever it takes." She looked away from him.

"Sydney you don't remember anything past your fight with Francie? Nothing?" He stepped forward slightly.

"Nothing, Vaughn. It was like I went to sleep after the fight, and woke up in Hong Kong, and now I'm being treated like some sort of criminal."

"Ms. Bristow, the measures we've taken are purely precautionary. I apologize for any discomfort."

"Discomfort. Try waking up finding out everyone you loved thought you we're dead, and then been tested for hours on end, only to be shoved in a metal cage afterward. Discomfort Director Kendall, is not something for you to be commenting on." She glared at Kendall, anger flaring in her eyes.

"Please accept my apology Ms. Bristow, some explanations will have to wait until further information is available, but know that the measures we have taken are absolutely necessary, and that you will understand eventually."

She didn't respond. Vaughn caught her eye as she broke her stare at Kendall. His eyes were still full of tears, but she could see how incredibly green they were once again. They held each other's gaze for a long moment, before Sydney looked away.

"Where is my father?" She spat, not really wanting either of them to stay any longer.

"Sydney." Vaughn started before being cut off by Kendall.

"Until your identity is confirmed, Ms. Bristow, we cannot divulge any information."

"My identity? A simple blood test would have confirmed that. What the hell are you talking about?"

"Ms. Bristow, based on the fact that we all watched you die over eighteen months ago, I think we have reason to believe that you're not who you claim to be."