The wail that escaped Kaylee's body was worse than any other sound Vaughn had heard in his whole lifetime. It was the sound of a person's heart being shattered. He let her sob and cry for a few minutes. Then he figured it was time that she got an explanation of what had happened.

"The CIA has been trying to keep close tabs on your mother and your fiance. At least as close a tab as they let us." Vaughn tried to smile encouragingly. "I think Sark knew you were with your sister because we were suddenly getting a lot more information on him. My personal belief is he stopped trying to foil our attempts to get surveillance on him and his activities. I think he wanted you to know what he was up if that was what you wished."

"He loved me," Kaylee said distantly.

"Anyway, today he was in Hong Kong doing some business for your mother. He was in the Bank of China tower when there was an explosion on his floor. We don't know for certain if the target in the explosion was him, but we are fairly certain that he didn't make out of the building alive."

"No, he had to have," Kaylee said. "There's no way he would have died in such a passive way. No way. And he wouldn't let himself die without me. He always promised me that he would never die unless I was right there beside him."

"Kaylee, you have to be logical about this," Vaughn started.

"Logical?" she screamed. "What about this situation is logical? My sister is missing, presumed dead. My fiance, according to your government, has died in a building explosion. I'm stuck here in a holding cell of that same government for reasons unknown to me. And instead of my father breaking the news to me, I have to settle for my sister's boyfriend. What's logical about that?"

"I was just going to bring up the point that if he had made it out of the building alive, wouldn't he have let the men we had tailing him know? Wouldn't he have wanted you to know he was alive?" Vaughn asked, bringing up the strongest point he had in his argument.

"I just can't believe he's dead. The way you don't believe that Sydney was killed on her mission." Kaylee began to cry softly again.

Vaughn let her cry for a little while knowing from his past experience with Sydney that this was the best remedy to the pain she was feeling. He put an arm lightly on her shoulder to show he was there for her. She might be a new addition to his life, but he knew Sydney would want her to have whatever support was available.

"Why am I here?" Kaylee finally asked looking around at the cell she was in. "Do they think I have something to do with Sydney's failed mission?"

"Honestly?" Vaughn asked. "I have no idea why they suddenly whisked you off here. I tried to get Director Kendall to explain it to me, but he just said something about it being over my head. I assume that whatever happened it must be big."

"Do you think I had something to do with Sydney's disappearance?"

"No," Vaughn said honestly. "I think you're too genuinely confused to have had something to do with it. Your life is messed up enough. There's no way that you could be behind this whole failed mission thing. And if that's why the CIA is holding you, I'm sure you'll be out of here in no time. They just need to make it official that you had nothing to do with this."

Vaughn smiled and stood up. He signaled the agent to open the door for him to leave. "Hang in there," he said. "I'm sure you'll be back to living on Sydney's coach in no time."

Kaylee gave him as best a smile as she could manage and waited until he was out of sight to start crying again. All she wanted to do was be back in Newcastle where things were so much happier. She should never have listened to her father. She should have stayed right where she was on that hotel bed until Sark had finished running the errand her mother sent him on. Then, she should have told him what had happened and the doubts she was having. Together they could have worked out this whole thing within minutes probably.

"But no, I had to be stupid enough to do a rash thing like run away from him," she screamed at no one in particular. "Why did I ever leave him?"

Calming herself, she sat back down on the bed and started to think of the ways he could have escaped the blast. She let herself drift off to sleep, hoping that by the time she woke up the CIA would have found Sydney and they would have confirmed that Andrew Sark was still alive. Then she would get out of this cell and return to her life with him.

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Marshall looked over the report of the tests the CIA had run on Kaylee one more time. He wanted to be sure about their findings before he presented the information to the rest of the agency. Realizing that one mistake on this project would probably have him fired within the hour, he began to reread the results. The answers the CIA had been searching for were right there plain as day in black and white.

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Irina Derevko was going over the reports she had received earlier that day. She couldn't believe that Sark had been stupid enough to get himself caught in that blast in Hong Kong. It was just another lose she was going to have to deal with. Though truthfully this one hit a little too close to her heart. Her life seemed to be slowly unraveling.

Pushing that dark thought out of her head, she turned to the information she had gotten from her informant in the CIA. The phone ringing interrupted her abruptly.

"Mr. Walker, so good to hear from you. I didn't know that you were back in the spying game," she said sweetly.

"Well, Irina, I didn't intend to come back. But a pretty package dropped itself right into my back yard, and I couldn't help but investigate. I heard that you were trying to locate your daughter."

"You found her," Irina said, slightly surprised. She had been looking for weeks for her daughter with no luck. There was no way that Simon Walker with his amateur resources had found Kaylee before she did.

"Yeah, she was on some recon mission for the CIA. Looking through the warehouse in Taipei that I bought off of you a few months back. Quite the odd property you had there, by the way. Back to the point, though, I have to say that I thought she'd put up more of a fight. I expected her to be just as much of a little spitfire as you are."

"She was working for the CIA?" Irina asked. She knew that Kaylee was having some issues dealing with the changes in her life, but she never dreamed that her youngest daughter would immediately run to the CIA for answers. She thought she had taught her better than that. "Something isn't adding up here, Mr. Walker."

"I don't know what you mean, Irina. All I know is I have something you want." Simon paused before finishing his sentence and dangling the bait he had. "And it's something that The Covenant wants to."

"The Covenant?" Irina said. She wasn't easily surprised, but she didn't think this newly founded organization had any interest in any of her family. Or at least she hadn't heard of any interest. She was beginning to suspect that Simon Walker had made a huge mistake in his efforts to gain some sort of power over her. "Mr. Walker, are you aware that I have two daughters?"

"Do you now?" he said, slightly surprised at the change in topic. Usually Irina Derevko was all business and never brought her personal life into the discussions. "Well, congratulations. What does this have to do with me?"

"Oh, believe me. It has a lot more to do with you than you think. My oldest daughter, Sydney, is an agent for the CIA. She has a happy little life in L.A. that I let her keep without interfering too much. My youngest daughter, Kaylee, is the one that's disappeared. The one I've been looking for. Mr. Walker, I think that you grabbed the wrong girl."

"Either way, I still say I have something that you want."

"True," Irina admitted. She wasn't about to leave Sydney in such a jam. It was impossible to imagine what The Covenant would want with her daughter, and she loved Sydney enough to keep her away from the uncertainty. "What do I need to do to get Sydney back?"

She could hear Simon pause to think on the other end of the line. "Actually, I don't think I'm going to make a deal with you. It doesn't seem to me that you really want your daughter, and anyway you need to focus on finding the other one. I think The Covenant's offer is the one I'm going to go with. So sorry, Irina. Looks like you're going to be burying one of your children rather soon."

Irina Derevko slammed the phone down in annoyance. Simon Walker did not know the trouble he was toying with. She had no idea how, but she knew that she couldn't let Sydney be killed by The Covenant.

"My day has just gone from bad to worse," Irina mumbled.

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Kaylee was actually thinking about her mother and what would she do in this situation when Vaughn returned to her cell. She quickly noticed that he was trying to keep from making eye contact with her. "This is obviously not good news," she thought to herself.

She noticed Marshall enter the cell behind Vaughn. He immediately clutched the folders he was carrying a little tighter.

"What's going on?" she asked. "Did you figure out why the CIA is holding me here?"

"I'm sorry to admit that's because of something I found," Marshall began to explain. "You see, Kendall thought it would be best if I went over your medical results in conjunction with the Rambaldi prophecy. I've been doing research with Rambaldi for a while there, focusing in on basically your part in the whole thing. Well, we assume it's your part. I haven't completely decided one hundred percent that it's you and not Sydney or your mother that is the woman in the prophecy. Rambaldi's kind of tricky in that regard. He never clearly defines anything. Which could explain why it took me so long to make any findings with your medical results."

Kaylee stood up and walked over to Marshall. She rested her hand on his arm lightly and tried to give him a sympathetic smile. "Marshall, I've had a long day. My sister is missing. The love of my life died in an explosion. I'm in CIA custody for reasons that no one will disclose. If you could be as brief as possible, I would really appreciate it."

"Your medical results were fine," Marshall said after taking a deep breath. "There seems to be nothing wrong with you besides the genetic abnormalities that Rambaldi predicted. I was noticing there was one thing strange with the results though."

Vaughn led Kaylee back over to her bed and pulled her down beside him. "I really think you should be sitting for this one."

"Well, I realized what the abnormality was. And I was really happy for you, and then I was really happy for me. You see, this abnormality, I really shouldn't call it that. This gift was the key to realizing what Rambaldi actually meant when he said you would render the greatest power unto utter desolation."

"You figured out the prophecy by reading my medical results?" Kaylee asked rather amazed at Marshall's intelligence. "How?"

"Well, you see, when Rambaldi meant you were going to render this power, he meant it in the simplest form of the word. Render. To give up; yield. To transmit to another; deliver."

"I don't understand," Kaylee said.

Vaughn put his hand lightly on top of hers. "Kaylee, you're going to have a baby."