A/N: This takes place in season 3, after the first
episode.
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN ALIAS
Chapter 1
Sydney Bristow was typing out a few files, when she heard a voice over the intercomm:
"Sydney Bristow, report to the briefing room." Sydney sighed and stood up.
I hope I'm not in trouble. Sydney gripped the doorknob tightly and pushed hard.
Those doors were heavy.
Sydny stepped in, and gasped. There was Kendall, Jack, Vaughn, and Irina sitting in a row.
Oh my gosh. Mom. "M-Mom?" Sydney stuttered. She couldn't move, hence Vaughn coming
to her and helping her to her seat.
"No, I'd rather stand," Sydney stated. Her emotions were overwhelming.
She wanted to hug her Mom tightly, and then again, she wanted to punch her.
"Irina showed up at my apartment last night, she's got something to tell you," Kendall said, gazing into Irina's cold eyes.
Sydney stared at her Mom. Syd's expression was as stone, no emotions this time.
That's what almost got her killed.
"I was in Cleveland 3 weeks ago, working, when I-" Irina was cut off by Sydney.
"What kind of work?" Sydney asked aggressively.
"Please, Ms. Bristow..." Kendall tried.
Sydney sighed and gestured for her Mom to go on.
"Anyways, I saw an old friend there...Sloane. He tells me that
there's a post up for a $2,000 reward for the highest ranking CIA opperative brought in alive.
Do you know who that opperative is?" Irina gazed at Sydney.
Sydney's eyes widened. "Oh my-" Irina interrupted Sydney.
"It's you, of course. It's active for 72 hours, therefore, you must be disguised
everywhere you go, and you'll have to have a bodyguard,"
Sydney sat down. "Oh my gosh. They want me? Why?"
Kendall raised his eyebrows. "Ms. Bristow, you're the highest ranking opperative in the past 3 years. Of course they want you,"
"I don't need a bodyguard, I can take care of myself," Sydney said, sitting tall.
"Sydney, you must understand...tons, maybe hundreds of people will be stalking you in the next 72 hours...you can't risk it, we can't risk YOU,"
Jack said. Sydney nodded. "Alright, so who's my bodyguard?" Sydney asked. Please, please, ANYONE but Mom!
Kendall's eyes turned to Irina.
"We've already decided that, Irina will take you to your new coordinates. You'll be safe there,"
Kendall said. Sydney's eyes widened. "But, NO,no, I can't. Anyone...Vaughn! He can do it!"
Sydney tried. Kendall shook his head. "No, Sydney, no. Vaughn can't do that. We need someone who knows
their tactics, and their attack procedures. Someone who's been with them,"
Sydney sighed and sat back. "Whatever." ***
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN ALIAS
Chapter 1
Sydney Bristow was typing out a few files, when she heard a voice over the intercomm:
"Sydney Bristow, report to the briefing room." Sydney sighed and stood up.
I hope I'm not in trouble. Sydney gripped the doorknob tightly and pushed hard.
Those doors were heavy.
Sydny stepped in, and gasped. There was Kendall, Jack, Vaughn, and Irina sitting in a row.
Oh my gosh. Mom. "M-Mom?" Sydney stuttered. She couldn't move, hence Vaughn coming
to her and helping her to her seat.
"No, I'd rather stand," Sydney stated. Her emotions were overwhelming.
She wanted to hug her Mom tightly, and then again, she wanted to punch her.
"Irina showed up at my apartment last night, she's got something to tell you," Kendall said, gazing into Irina's cold eyes.
Sydney stared at her Mom. Syd's expression was as stone, no emotions this time.
That's what almost got her killed.
"I was in Cleveland 3 weeks ago, working, when I-" Irina was cut off by Sydney.
"What kind of work?" Sydney asked aggressively.
"Please, Ms. Bristow..." Kendall tried.
Sydney sighed and gestured for her Mom to go on.
"Anyways, I saw an old friend there...Sloane. He tells me that
there's a post up for a $2,000 reward for the highest ranking CIA opperative brought in alive.
Do you know who that opperative is?" Irina gazed at Sydney.
Sydney's eyes widened. "Oh my-" Irina interrupted Sydney.
"It's you, of course. It's active for 72 hours, therefore, you must be disguised
everywhere you go, and you'll have to have a bodyguard,"
Sydney sat down. "Oh my gosh. They want me? Why?"
Kendall raised his eyebrows. "Ms. Bristow, you're the highest ranking opperative in the past 3 years. Of course they want you,"
"I don't need a bodyguard, I can take care of myself," Sydney said, sitting tall.
"Sydney, you must understand...tons, maybe hundreds of people will be stalking you in the next 72 hours...you can't risk it, we can't risk YOU,"
Jack said. Sydney nodded. "Alright, so who's my bodyguard?" Sydney asked. Please, please, ANYONE but Mom!
Kendall's eyes turned to Irina.
"We've already decided that, Irina will take you to your new coordinates. You'll be safe there,"
Kendall said. Sydney's eyes widened. "But, NO,no, I can't. Anyone...Vaughn! He can do it!"
Sydney tried. Kendall shook his head. "No, Sydney, no. Vaughn can't do that. We need someone who knows
their tactics, and their attack procedures. Someone who's been with them,"
Sydney sighed and sat back. "Whatever." ***