Chapter 4

Sydney's POV

I briskly walked through the hall down towards the debriefing room. Dixon, my dad, Marshall, Lauren and Weiss were already assembled there. I took a seat in between my father and Weiss. I saw Lauren glare at me before she sat down.

Suddenly, the doors burst open and Vaughn strode in. He planted a small kiss on Lauren's cheek before sitting down next to her. He gave me a lopsided smile as Dixon began the debrief.

"Here is a picture of Kenneth Cole. He works for the Covenant and is currently working on a new and improved weapon of mass destruction. It is said that it can kill up to 100,000 people at a time. So you see that this is very serious. Sydney, I would like you to go in and destroy the weapon. Marshall will go with you." Dixon said. I nodded my head and smiled at Marshall.

"What? Me on a mission?" Marshal stammered.

I tried to hide my laughter.

"Yes Marshall." Dixon said. "You will need to be there to disable the code. We don't know what it is. You are going to a Covenant lab in Moscow. It has been deserted for quite some time so I think you should have no problem. You leave in an hour. Dismissed."

I stood up and shuffled out of the room along with everyone else. Marshall jogged off to the tech room to prepare the gadgets need for the mission.

I saw Vaughn ahead of me. "Vaughn!" I called.

He quickly spun around. "Hey."

"Follow me!"

I followed her to the place where we used to meet to talk. Weiss had called it the flirting corner.

"Here?" He asked.

"Yes." I said. "Vaughn, I just wanted to apologize for anything that happened or will happen between you and Lauren. This is not easy on either of us."

"No it's not."

"I'm just glad you're ok." I said.

"Syd, even though everything's changed, nothing has." He said.

I felt tears well up in my eyes and tried to speak, but no voice came out. I knew what he meant. He meant that although he was married and things have been different since I left, he still loved me like he did 2 years ago.

"Thanks." I managed to say.

I need to see your face.

Your elegance, your grace.

Come back to me.

Cast your spell on me.

Together we'll be free.

Come back to me.

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Lauren's POV

I was done for the day. I left without even saying good-bye to Michael. I was still horribly mad at him for kissing Sydney. I went out to my car and started it, but it wouldn't start. I slammed my hand down on the steering wheel. "I really don't need this today!"

I got out and checked under the hood. Everything seemed ok. I shut it and proceeded to get back in my car when I felt something cold pressed against my neck.

"Get in the car."

I reluctantly got back in. The man got in the passenger's seat and pressed the gun to my head once again.

"You know who I am?" He asked. I turned to look at him.

"Yes. You're Sark. What do you want? I don't particularly like having a gun to my head. I know that if you wanted me dead, I would be, so if you have something to tell me, please do so." I snapped.

"I have photographic evidence that Sydney Bristow is responsible for the murder of my father, Adrian Lazarey." Sark handed me a black folder.

I opened it and shuffled through the pictures. It definitely identified Sydney as the murderer.

"I would like you to report this information to whoever your superiors are." He stepped out of the car. "It has been a pleasure Ms. Reedexcuse me, Mrs. Reed." He smirked. "If you get out of the car before 30 minutes has passed, this car will detonate."

He quickly walked away.

I picked up my cell phone and dialed the NSC Headquarters.

"This is Lindsay."

"It's me."

"What?"

"I know who killed Lazarey. Sydney Bristow," I said.

"Are you sure?"

"I have evidence. She is going to be in Moscow in a few hours."

"I'll have a team assemble there to get her. Good work Lauren."