Two weeks later, Sydney sat on an exam table in one of the CIA hospitals, waiting for Weiss. A lot had happened over the past two weeks. Sydney had moved into an apartment near Weiss, and started to get her life back. She had been given CIA clearance, gone on a few missions, gotten closer with her dad. Sydney and Weiss had become better friends, and frequently hung out together and with Carrie and Marshall. Sydney only talked to Vaughn on missions or when she needed to, she still couldn't stand his wife.
Eric Weiss had been helping Sydney get her life back, and with her unexpected pregnancy. He had come with her today to find out the father of her baby, and was finding out the results right now. Syd smiled as he entered the room. They were in a hurry, as they were set to leave for a mission tonight with Vaughn.
"Hey, so what did the doctor say?"
"Well, we know who the father is."
"Who?"
"His name is Simon Walker. He is a British freelancer who has done work in the past for the Covenant. The same group of terrorists that we believe had something to do with your past two years."
"Omigod."
"Syd..." Before he could finish, their phones rang. "It's Dixon, we have to go."
"Yeah."
* * * *
Her mission was simple. She was to pose as a free-lance lock artist, meeting a team head looking for a new member for his team. Weiss and Vaughn sat at the bar, while Syd headed up to the balcony. Dressed in tight leather pants, tight leather vest, and hair extensions, Syd made her way upstairs. When she got there, she was confronted by a British man, who kissed her roughly and said.
"Hello Julia."
At that moment, a warning went off in her head. "Hello."
"Miss me?"
"Of course. Did you?"
"How could I not?" Simon spun Sydney out to look at her, then said something she would never had expected. "And how's our little one."
* * * *
"What the hell did he just say? Weiss bring up that guy's file." Vaughn did not look happy.
"Uh-oh?" Vaughn looked over at his friend who was frowning down at his computer.
"What?"
"Well, today we found out the name of Syd's baby father."
"And?"
"Well, we just met him in person."
"WHAT?"
* * * *
"Simon." Inside Sydney lit up with recognition, but only because of her earlier talk with Eric. Outside, Sydney was the image of natural. Simon cocked his head, but didn't let on what he was thinking.
"Come on, love. Why don't we go somewhere we can talk, privately?" He put his hand on the small of Syd's back and led her from the club.
After a short ride in Simon's car, Syd and him headed into an elegant hotel. Simon led Sydney upstairs to a penthouse suite. After closing, and unbeknownst to Syd, locking the door, Simon led her over to one of the plushy couches and sat down next to her. For a few moments they looked at each other never showing what they were truly thinking, finally Simon spoke.
"You know, when you contacted me, I was quite surprised." He reached over and rubbed the back of his hand over Syd's cheekbone.
"Why?"
"Well, originally we hadn't planned to meet until you were 7 months past."
Sydney hesitated for a moment, but then smiled. "When I heard you were looking for a new member, I couldn't resist."
"Hmmmm." Simon smiled then got up, moving around Syd to get himself a drink. "Do you remember when we met?" Sydney didn't look at him, but answered Simon with a quick smile.
"How could I forget?"
"Milan was beautiful in the winter."
"Amazing."
"I told you, you should sit somewhere else, and do you remember why?"
"I...sat on your lap." From behind her, Simon smiled and laughed. Syd thought she had just saved herself. Suddenly, Simon wrapped his arm around her neck and pressed a knife against it. As she had trouble breathing, Simon whispered in her ear.
"I know those American freaks did something to you, luv. I will not let them take you or my child away from me again." Just before Simon hit her in the head, Syd felt him kiss her cheek.
* * * *
"Alright people, quite down." Dixon hurried into a CIA briefing room. At the desks and around the room, sat Jack, Vaughn, Lauren, Weiss, Marshall, and Carrie. "Approximately 24 hours ago, Agent Sydney Bristow was escorted out of the LITYUIM nite club by international heist freelancer, Simon Walker, not only has he been associated with the Covenant, but he is also the father of her child."
"So we launch an immediate rescue team to extract her." Jack did not look like himself.
"Marshall." Dixon handed the explanation to the techie.
"Thank you, Director Dixion, I mean Dixion, uh..."
"Marshall."
"Right, well your plan, Mr. Bristow, Jack, is really great. But, since her tracker was removed..."
"What do you mean her tracker was removed?" Weiss spoke up.
"We attached it ourselves." Vaughn didn't like the sound of this conversations.
"Well, it isn't anymore. It disappeared right as she entered a suite in the Gelinta Hotel."
"So we start there." Dixion took the talk back to him. "All of you will be part of this investigation. Marshall and Carrie will head up the technical support. Weiss and Lauren will be our comm. links and handlers.
Jack and Vaughn, you two will be the extraction team. Alright, let's go people."
* * * *
"Unn." Sydney rubbed her eyes and got up. Her head hurt like hell, and she didn't remember where she was. Then, as her vision cleared, she saw the view around her. She was lying in a white bedroom; under the sheets she wore nothing, and covered herself up as best she could.
"I didn't look." Sydney started and turned to see Simon standing in the doorway. "Much."
"Simon..."
"Mind if I call you Syd? Okay, well Syd, here's the story. The Covenant brainwashed you per say. They then hid the info and memories of your past two years in your mind. I am not going to 'unbrainwash' you, I am going to give you a choice."
"Why am I naked?"
"I had to make sure there were no other tracers."
"Oh."
Simon came over and sat on the end of the bed. "You can either stay with me, and we can raise our baby together, find out about your past..."
"The CIA..."
"I am not a terrorist, and the things that I have done, that may have been beyond the law, haven't been proven. We can be safe, I will protect you and our child."
"How can I trust you?"
"Know that I love you and our child. The second choice is that you go back to the CIA, your father, your friends, and your old life. Have them find the answers you're looking for, and you will never hear from me again."
Sydney stared at Simon, she believed every word he said, but she wasn't sure what she wanted.
* * * *
"He is in 609, seventh floor. A maid saw a dark haired woman accompany him in almost 48 hours ago, and she hasn't left. Simon on the other hand, has left once. He came back with woman's clothes and other essentials." Jack filled the others in on what he had found out.
"So Sydney is with Walker." Carrie was playing around with Marshall on a pair of laptops.
"Exactly."
"Why hasn't she left?" Weiss and Lauren had been preparing Jack and Vaughn's equipment.
"She could be...knocked out." Marshall smiled a little. "Cause she's already knocked up." No body laughed.
"Anyway, we will go into the room, and apprehend Walker, and rescue Sydney." Jack looked around for any questions or complaints. When he saw none, he smiled grimly. "Alright, let's go."
* * * *
"Sydney, what do you want?" Simon looked sincerely at her, as she thought. Just before she could answer, the two turned suddenly as they heard a door bang open and shouting.
Before they could react, two men in black rushed into the room, slammed Simon down to the ground, and handcuffed him. Sydney wrapped the sheet around her as fast as she could and back away from the men over the bed
"SIMON!" Sydney screamed his name, and all three of the men turned their heads to look at the brunette.
"Sydney?" Jack took off his ski mask and look at his daughter.
"Dad?"
"Syd?" The second man took off his ski mask and revealed it to be Michael.
"Vaughn?"
"Okay, I hate to interrupt your little reunion, but I'm getting bruises." Jack kicked Simon in the ribs to shut him up.
"Dad!" Sydney pushed Vaughn and her father away, as she rushed over and helped Simon to his feet. She grabbed a paperclip from a nearby desk and unlocked the cuffs, making sure Simon was ok.
"Sydney, what is going on?" Jack moved towards his daughter, but Simon stepped in between them.
"That's far enough mate."
"Syd..."
"No, mate." Simon stopped Vaughn as well.
"It's okay Simon." Syd smiled gently at him and moved towards the others. "I should go, for now." She kissed him gently on the cheek, and then walked out of the apartment. Vaughn and Jack stared at Simon, who stared just as hard back. Jack walked out of the room, and followed Syd. Vaughn however had something to say.
"She will never be yours." Anger was dripping out of his words.
Simon smirked and leaned up against the wall, lighting up a cigarette. "But she won't be yours anymore, will she? Way I hear it, you've got yourself the old ball and chain now."
Vaughn juts stared at Simon for a moment, before he walked away, following Sydney and Jack.
* * * *
When Jack and Vaughn walked back into the large suite they shared with the rest of the team, they saw Sydney walk out of the bathroom dressed in some black op clothing. With one look from Jack, Marshall, Carrie, Weiss, and Lauren hurried out of the room, closing the door behind them. Vaughn went and sat down on the couch, Jack stood and stared at his daughter.
"Sydney, if he..."
"He didn't hurt me."
"Did you sleep with him?" Syd whirled around to stare at Vaughn, who looked calmly back at her.
"What?"
"You weren't wearing any clothes."
"Dad?" Sydney tried get her dad on her side, but he just looked the same as Vaughn. "I can't believe you two, don't you trust me?"
"We trust you, it's Simon that we don't." Jack moved to put his arm around her, but Syd moved away.
"No, Dad. This time, it's too much."
"Syd, listen to your father, we're only trying to help."
"No. All you two ever do is try to help. Just stop. I'm going back to Simon, I may not know him, but I least I know he cares." The two men stared as Sydney stalked out of the room and back to the enemy.