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Irina and Sierra had stood opposite of each other for ten minutes neither of them had said anything. Jack studied both of them carefully wondering who would make the first move. Sierra shifted nervously and glanced around Irina's cell.
"I never imagined you, my mother, to be a terrorist." She admitted bluntly. "I mean when I thought of my birth mother a hundred different images came to my head, but not an international terrorist." Tears weld up in Sierra's eyes, Jack moved to comfort her. It was clear in Irina's eyes the turmoil she was going through.
"I grew up in a loving family don't get me wrong, but I always wondered about my real family, why they gave me up, who they were." Irina stiffened and turned away. To Jack it was evident she was not going to give an explanation today, Jack tugged on Sierra's arm.
"Maybe another day." He promised, as he led Sierra out.
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Sark watched Sloane as he studied a picture.
"Who is in the picture?" Sark inquired. Sloane passed the picture to Sark, his eyes clearly showed amusement.
"She looks like Sydney Bristow."
"Close." Sloane leaned back against his desk. "She's Sydney's sister." Sark looked up interested. "She worked for SD-2 in Rome, after the Alliance fell, the CIA discovered her." Sloane smirked he clearly had something up his sleeve.
"So what's the plan?"
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Weiss, Marshall and Vaughn sat in the coffee room, Marshall was once again rambling on about some device, tough neither Weiss nor Vaughn could remember what. When Marshall finally paused Vaughn picked up the conversation.
"So I saw you checking out Sydney's sister earlier." Vaughn teased, Weiss nearly choked on his coffee.
"Did Jack notice?" Vaughn laughed, Jack was naturally intimidating and very over protective of his daughters.
"I don't think so." Marshall looked greatly interested.
"You mean Agent Bristow, well I should say Agent Sierra Bristow or is it Agent Petrosino? Because now there is three Agent Bristow's but Agent Sierra really doesn't go by Bristow, so would that make her an Agent Bristow or Petrosino?" Vaughn and Weiss both gave Marshall blank stares.
"So do you like her?" Vaughn asked moving along the conversation.
"Well…."
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Sydney spotted Sierra across the room, weaving her way around several aimlessly wandering agents Sydney made a bee line for her younger sister.
"Sierra!" She called out, Sierra turned around smiling, suddenly Sydney realized the anger within' her.
"Why are you mad at her? Like she even knew about us, if she should be mad at anyone it should be her mom, or Irina, not Sierra." Sydney returned the smile.
"Hi." Sierra greeted.
"Hey I was um…wondering if you'd like to grab lunch with me, give us a chance to catch up." Sierra's eyes lit up.
"I'd love to sure." Sierra looked down at the file in her hand, "Look I got to run to a briefing for new agents, but lunch sounds great about 11?" Sydney nodded in agreement. As Sierra sped off, Sydney followed her with her eyes.
"What have I gotten myself into?"
Next chapter more Sark more Sloane and the action begins.-Promise.
