A/N:  Again, this is just a figment of my wild imagination and there is no way I am making any money on this.  The chapter titles refer to the time between chapters, when a time frame is given.  Enjoy the fic.

Two days:

"OK people, tell me what we know, give me facts, what can we prove, what do we think."

"Calfo was the double." 

"Prove or think?"

Will spoke up, "Well, proof… I got the stab to my gut to prove it." 

"Also," another agent started.  "We did a sweep of Calfo's restaurant.  We found Calfo, single bullet to her skull.  She was stored in the freezer at her restaurant."  Will closed his eyes at this realization.  Vaughn looked over at him.  He should not have been released from the hospital, but Vaughn understood Will's need to be at this briefing.

"What else people."  Each of the agents in the briefing room knew the situation and most of the details.  The briefing was for district director Kendal and his boss.

Will spoke up.  "We know that Agent Bristow shot and killed the double."

"Think or prove."

Marshall added, "P-p-prove sir… ah the… ah… bullets taken from the double were… the lab confirmed the bullets were from Sydn… Agent Bristow's service arm.  The gun was left at the scene."

"Think or prove that Agent Bristow did the shooting?"

Jack, who had remained quiet so far through the debrief, finally spoke.  His voice was low and seemingly calm.  Vaughn thought it was a bit too robotic, even for him.  Vaughn knew that Jack's emotions, though professionally hidden, were close to surfacing.  Sydney was his daughter.  "Sydney's fingerprints were on the gun.  But, a shooter wearing gloves may have left her fingerprints, it was her gun, she had used it before."

Marshall countered, "There would have been smudges, even slight… Sorry Agent Bristow, but… ah… Agent Bristow did shoot that gun."

"Can we confirm that, at least, Agent Bristow was present?"

Vaughn spoke up.  "Yes, we can prove that.  Her blood was on the floor and the wall by the gun.  DNA testing proves it."

"So where is she now?"  The room fell silent.

"Sloan took her."  One agent submitted.

Kendal countered.  "Proof or think?" 

Jack commented to a quiet room.  "Think."

Marshall added, "Satellite pictures of the area at that time do not confirm or deny abduction.  Of course, the pass over may have been too early to capture any picture…"

Kendal's boss, State Director Corbin, stood and looked at each of the team members and spoke for the first time since the beginning of the meeting.  "You have no proof.  Agent Bristow should be considered a rouge agent and dealt with as such…"

Dixon found his voice.  "Sydney is not rouge.  She did not leave with Sloan on her own.  She would never, ever work against the US, or against us.  And… she needs our help, because she would contact us if she were able."  Dixon gave a look that dared anyone to counter.

Kendal was the only taker, "There is no proof of abduction.  No forced entry, no satellite, no struggle past the initial fight that killed the double.  As Director Corbin stated, Agent Bristow is considered rouge, until we get proof otherwise."

"No! Dixon is right, you can't believe that Agent Bristow…"

Kendal interrupted, "Agent Vaughn, we all know that you are not thinking clearly, your relationship…"

"… has nothing to do with it and you know it… You have been against her since before we took down the alliance."

"I have been the voice of reason in this group…"

"Quiet… both of you sit."  Director Corbin stood aver them.  "I understand the emotions here.  I did not know Agent Bristow, but from the reports, she was an excellent asset.  And, Director Kendal, team, we will assume she is a rouge agent until we can prove otherwise…"

Director Corbin is interrupted by a knock on the door.  A junior agent opened the door and entered, "Ah… Director Corbin?"

"Agent, this is a confidential meeting, why are you interrupting?"

"Ah… I have an eyes only communiqué for Director Corbin, from our National Director."

"That's me, give it here."

The room fell quiet as State Director Corbin read the memo.  He looked up and scanned the team.  Each member looked at him in anticipation.  "This communiqué states that all investigation into the whereabouts of Agent Sydney Bristow is officially closed."

"What?"  was the reaction of several agents.

"Evidence has been submitted and has been confirmed.  It documents Agent Bristow's death.  Said evidence is highly confidential and is 'eyes only' to national directors only.  Well team, I am sorry to say this, we will miss a good agent and a good friend."  Director Corbin left the room.

All were quiet, stunned at the revelation.  Finally, breaking the silence, Will shakily stood.  "As far as I am concerned, I will continue to look until I get proof.  Vaughn, take me home now."

Director Kendal started to rebut.  But Vaughn was in his face.  "Sydney's not dead until we… I… say she is."

Vaughn leads Will out of the room.  Jack dismisses the rest of the team.  "Go home, I don't want to see anyone until Monday."  All get up to leave.  Jack grabs Weiss by the arm.  "Make sure Vaughn and Tippen make it back here on Monday."

~ to be continued ~