"I can't believe I'm doing this," Kaylee muttered to herself.

"You can't believe you're doing this?" Will asked from his position in the driver's seat of the car. "I can't believe Sydney and Vaughn talked me into taking you."

Kaylee laughed. She had heard from Sydney that Will had a slight problem with doctors ever since the torture and fake heroin addiction situation. Before Sydney had left on her mission, she had called Kaylee and explained that it would probably be best if the CIA knew of her existence. Sydney had joked about it, but Kaylee could tell Sydney was worried about leaving her to fend for herself while she went on a mission. "Which was the only reason I agreed to this," Kaylee thought.

"Here we are," Will said as he pulled into an almost completely empty parking lot. There were a handful of cars, but there appeared to be no one in any of them. "Now we just have to wait for our ride to show up."

"My mom warned me that the CIA enjoyed their shadow ops, so to speak," Kaylee said as she stepped out of the car.

Will got out of his side and took a seat on the hood of his car. "It kind of unnerves me to hear you talk about Irina Derevko so casually," he admitted.

"She's my mother, Will. In my mind, that comes first before wanted fugitive of the American government." Kaylee paused and then continued rather candidly. "I used to trust her completely. She was the only person in the world who mattered to me at all. And I always thought I was the only one in her life. That was before I found out about Sydney and Jack."

"You have to admit that she cared for them at some point," Will replied.

"Oh she cared about them all right. She still does in fact." Kaylee took in Will's shocked look. "Come on! It's not that shocking. Everyone seems to care loads about Sydney. Why shouldn't our mother be the same?"

"Because of the sheer fact she staged her own death effectively abandoning her child to a man that had no idea how to raise a child?" Will offered.

"Jack Bristow obviously knew what he was doing. Sydney didn't turn out half bad. I think if my mom hadn't believed he could raise a child, she never would have left Sydney behind. She would have come up with some way to stage her death along with Sydney's." Kaylee paused. "Sometimes, I think Sydney means more to my mother than I ever will."

"That's ridiculous," Will said. He got up off of the hood as he saw a van approaching them. "Your mother raised you from when you were small. She only knew Sydney for the first six years Sydney was alive. They never really had time to grow to love each other the way you have."

"Our ride's here," Kaylee said, effectively ending the conversation.

The van pulled up ride alongside theirs, and two men got out. Kaylee immediately recognized the one as Michael Vaughn, whom she had previously met. The other man was a mystery. She had secretly hoped that her father would be there, but she knew he probably had more important things to do than accompany his daughter to a doctor's visit.

"Hey, Vaughn," Will said breaking the silence. "Dixon."

The second man, presumable Dixon, walked over to Kaylee. "You really look like her, don't you?" he said in wonder.

"That's the popular opinion," Kaylee said. She held out her hand. "Kaylee Derevko. And you are?"

"Marcus Dixon," he said accepting her hand and shaking it firmly.

"Dixon here was Sydney's partner in SD-6 when she was a double agent," Will supplied.

"I still can't believe they tell you so much of the top-secret stuff," Kaylee said in awe.

"When SD-6 was taken down, he transferred over to the real CIA and now works with Sydney on most of her missions here," Vaughn supplied. "And as for Will, he's just too damn inquisitive for his own good."

"Funny." Will led Kaylee over to the back of the van. "I've been working to help out the CIA for almost a year now. They've given me a little more responsibility, and because of that, I get to know some of Sydney's back-story. It's helpful to make conversation at dull parties."

Kaylee laughed as the other two men got into the front seat of the van. "So where are you taking me?"

"Into the heart of operations," Dixon explained. "The agency has a qualified team of doctors there who will want to give you a thorough run through. And there's Marshall."

"Marshall?" Kaylee asked.

"He's our op-tech guy," Vaughn explained. "And one of the smartest men I've ever met. He's been going over most of the intel we have on the Rambaldi prophecies since the CIA learned you would be coming in. He has some theories on what it all means, and we thought that he might run him by you."

"That's fine," Kaylee agreed. "But I don't know how much help I'll be. I was never too informed on the subject."

"Actually, Vaughn thought Marshall might help keep your mind off of the whole CIA inspection thing," Dixon added. He laughed lightly. "Marshall tends to be of the distracting sort."

Kaylee smiled softly to herself. Sometimes, she couldn't believe the strange world she and her sister had been born into.

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The CIA physicians were extremely polite to her, and not one looked down at her for her connections to her mother and Sark. She was grateful for that. However, the whole situation she was in was giving her the creeps. The exam room was extremely cold and reminded her of a bad horror movie. She really wished they had let Will come in with her, though she doubted she could have convinced him to conquer his fears.

Sighing, she heard the door open and a shorter man kind of bumbled his way into the room. He looked up at her and stopped in his tracks.

"Holy crap! They were right!" he practically yelled.

"I know, I know," Kaylee said. "I look just like Sydney. I wish for once someone would look at Sydney and say 'Gee you look just like Kaylee'. I guess it's the curse of the being the second sibling. Sorry, I'm babbling."

"That's usually my job," the man admitted. "I'm Marshall Flinkman. Vaughn said he had told you I would be coming."

"Dixon said you were going to be my distraction," Kaylee supplied.

"I'll do my best, little lady," Marshall said with a nervous laugh.

Director Kendall watched the scene behind a two-way mirror with Agent Vaughn and Jack. He couldn't believe that he had approved Vaughn's idea to send Marshall in to talk with Kaylee. That man was more of a burden than an asset sometimes.

"She's laughing," Vaughn said with a smile.

"Why did she agree to do this?" Jack asked sobering the mood again.

"I have no idea," Vaughn admitted. "Sydney and I didn't think she'd actually agree to do this. This is giving the CIA a major lead on the Rambaldi prophecy, which will directly hurt Irina Derevko's operations."

"With Kaylee's previously affiliations, this is surprising," Kendall added. "I can't decide whether she's honestly confused with her position in this game or if this is another one of Derevko's ploys to get the upper hand on the CIA."

"She's confused," Jack said. "I saw the way she acted when I convinced her to come with me. She didn't know what was right and what was wrong. My belief is the only reason she agreed to do this is she wants to know what will happen to her as much as the rest of us."

The trio stood in silence and watched Marshall finish up his conversation and leave the room.

"She shouldn't be left along," Vaughn said and made to leave the room.

"Agent Vaughn," Director Kendall said sharply. "Don't get too attached to her. She may be an enemy of this government. We can't afford to give her the benefit of the doubt."

Vaughn nodded and left the room.

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Kaylee had been happy to have people like Marshall and Vaughn there to keep her mind off of what the CIA was doing to the different samples they had taken from her. "My sister really has a nice support group," she thought to herself. It made the ache she felt for Sark that much worse seeing all the men who cared greatly for Sydney. "I don't think I can take much more of this," she mumbled to herself. She knew that she was going to cave eventually just from the pure misery of being away from the man she loved.

The door to the exam room burst open, and a man entered she hadn't seen before.

"Hello, Miss Derevko," the man said. "I'm Director Kendall. I need you to come with me."

Before she could ask where they were going, Kendall had ushered her out into the hall. Two men in suits quickly threw handcuffs on her and began shepherding her down the hallway. She was so confused she didn't even think to put up a fight.

Within minutes, she found herself alone in a containment cell, exactly what she had feared would happen when she agreed to come into the CIA. It was becoming apparent that the right choice for her had been to stay with Sark and her mother. Irina had always told her that she couldn't trust the CIA.

Kaylee heard the click of cell doors opening and watched Vaughn enter the facility she was being held in. His face displayed the worry and embarrassment she could have guessed he was feeling.

"Don't worry about what's happening to me," she said. "Just tell me what's going on. Please."

Vaughn signaled to someone, and her cell door swung open. He walked into the cell and sat down next to her.

"Contrary to what Kendall believes, I don't think you're a threat to anyone, including myself." He looked her over. "You seem to be okay."

"Yeah, I'm just peachy. What the hell is going on? I was promised that this wouldn't happen so something big had to occur to make you go back on that."

"For starters, Sydney's mission didn't go too well. She was supposed to check in with me an hour ago. We think that your mother got wind of where she was and kidnapped her."

"That's not surprising," Kaylee said. "But my mother wouldn't hurt her. You may think she's an evil woman, but she's not that evil. She wouldn't kidnap her own daughter. Let me rephrase that. She would kidnap her one daughter without kidnapping the other."

"You have a point." Vaughn paused. "The second piece of news I have for you isn't so easy to handle."

"What happened?" Kaylee asked. She was starting to get a nagging feeling in the pit of her stomach.

"I don't know how to put this gently. We received intel today about your fiance." Vaughn paused knowing that he was about to say something that would hurt Kaylee as much as she could be hurt. "Sark was killed earlier today."