Kaylee looked over at Sydney and was surprised to find that Sydney was staring right back at her. "What?" she asked.

"I was just wondering what happened to you the two years I've been gone," Sydney said. "You look so different. Honestly, I never would have thought you'd give up the life you had with Mom and Sark. I thought you would just stay with me for a few days and then go running back to that life. It seemed that you loved Sark so much. What changed?"

Kaylee braced herself as the plane hit a few bumps of turbulence and tried to form a gentle way of telling her sister what had happened. When she couldn't come up with one, she chose the blunt method. "I'll tell you what changed, Sydney. Sark died. The life he led killed him just like I thought it had killed you."

"What?" Sydney said. No one had even hinted to the fact that Sark had died in the two years she was gone. "No one told me that he had died. I had no idea. I thought that cocky son of a bitch would be around forever like a nasty thorn in my side." She looked up at Kaylee to see a disgusted look on her face. "Sorry. I know you cared about him. When did it happen? You had to have been in hiding before it happened. So why did you still go into Witness Protection knowing that he was still out there?"

"He died on the same day you went missing. I had a pretty bad day that day." Kaylee laughed thinking about it in retrospect.

"I'll say. What happened with him?"

"There was an explosion in the building he was in Hong Kong."

"Hong Kong?" Sydney asked to clarify what her sister had just said. "Do you think that has anything to do with my disappearance? I don't want to be constantly turning the subject back to me, but, I mean, I did turn up on the streets of Hong Kong with a nice case of two-year amnesia."

"I don't know," Kaylee answered honestly. "I'm a little rusty at the whole thinking thing in terms of this whole spy world. I'm not quite as sharp as I used to be. Guess I'll have to work on that. I don't think anything's a coincidence, though."

"So, there was just an explosion and Sark died?" Sydney asked.

"Supposedly. I found out I was pregnant with Grayson the same day you disappeared and he died. The CIA had me in custody because Marshall had cracked the Rambaldi prophecy and frankly, I think they were scared to have me running free."

"I always knew Marshall would solve that puzzle," Sydney said. Kaylee could hear the pride resonate in her voice.

"You were really proud of him, weren't you?"

"Marshall's intelligence has saved me countless times. He's one of my truest friends." Sydney grinned to herself thinking about Marshall. She hadn't seen him since she got back, but Dixon assured her that he was still around.

"Vaughn broke the news about what happened to you and Sark," Kaylee said. She knew her sister was deliberately avoiding the subject of Vaughn and she wanted to know why. "How is Vaughn doing?"

"Oh he's just peachy. You wouldn't have known, but it turns out he got married." Sydney couldn't hide the bitterness in her voice. "He believed the CIA when they said I was dead. He gave up on me and moved on. Just another ex-boyfriend to add to the list." She paused. "At least this one didn't die on me."

"Sydney!" Kaylee said sharply. "Don't try to make light of the situation. You're hurt. I can tell that. Tell me what happened."

"I'd rather not," Sydney said. "At least not right now, Kaylee. I need a little time." She took a deep breath. "So what was the prophecy that Marshall stumbled upon?"

"I was going to render the greatest power unto utter desolation, right? Marshall figured out that I was going to have a child. That child would be the key to Rambaldi's real prophecy."

"Grayson?" Sydney said. She couldn't believe that a little innocent two-year-old was mixed up in this whole Rambaldi mess.

"Yeah, which is the real reason that the CIA shoved me into the Witness Protection program. Will came along of his own free will. He didn't want me to be all alone in this world," Kaylee said. "I don't know if I'm even allowed to be telling you this."

"Then let's get back to the subject of Sark. Do you truly believe he died in such a passive way as a building explosion? It just doesn't make any sense, Kaylee. I wasn't really fond of the guy, but I never would have wished death on him and in such a horribly unpoetic way."

"That was my first reaction. I thought there was no way he could have died in such a simple, stupid way. But he never tried to find or contact me. And trust me, I made it very easy for him to find me if that's what he wanted. I can't imagine that he wouldn't try to find me if he was still alive. So he must be dead."

Sydney smiled at her sister. "Yeah, you're right. I have to say that it's kind of ironic. I was just adjusting to the idea that you were going to marry one of the worst men I could imagine."

Kaylee laughed. "That's good to know."

"Do you think if he was alive that he'd be able to locate you? You were in Witness Protection and all."

"Don't try to put hope in my head, Sydney." Kaylee shook her head in disgust. "The last thing I need right now is some foolish hope that he's still alive."

"If he was alive, would you go running back to him?"

Kaylee wiped a tear from her eye. "I don't know," she whispered.

"Why don't you follow Will and Grayson's lead and get some sleep?" Sydney suggested, trying to change the subject again. She pointed over to where Will was sitting. Kaylee smiled at the sight of her son asleep on Will's chest.

"Will really loves him," Kaylee said. "I'm dreading the day that I have to cut him free. He's not Gray's father, and I don't want to tie him down."

"Maybe it's what Will wants."

"But it's not what he need, Sydney." Kaylee smiled weakly at her sister and turned towards the window, signaling the end of their conversation.

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An hour later, the plane landed in one of the CIA's official hangers, and the foursome made their way into the headquarters. Sydney knew that Dixon would want Will and Kaylee checked out and debriefed almost immediately. All she wanted to do was hide them far away from the CIA's reach. She knew now that they were back in L.A. they would be sucked right back into the hectic life that they all were too familiar with. Having seen them so happy in Wisconsin, she really didn't want to subject them to that change.

"Are you ready?" Sydney asked as she pressed in a code to open a hidden door into the facility. "Because you know I can take you right back to Wisconsin if you've changed your mind. The second we step foot in there, though, it will be too late to turn back. Are you sure this is what you want, and you're not just humoring my request?"

"Yeah, I kind of missed this life," Will said with a smile. "It's a young boy's dream to work as a spy with the U.S. government, you know?"

"You were never a spy, Will," Kaylee reminded him. "You were just an analyst."

"But my best friend was a spy and that's close enough for me."

"We're sure of what we're doing, Sydney. Don't be scared that you pressured us into this," Kaylee said sympathetically.

"Yeah, Syd. That life we had in Wisconsin was nice, but it really wasn't a life I want to be living forever. It was a nice break, but I'm glad to be back in L.A."

Sydney smiled and led them through the main floor of the CIA's facility and into Dixon's office. She ignored the looks of surprise and question she received from most of the people they passed. Office gossip would take care of informing all of them by lunch why she had returned with Kaylee, Will, and a young boy in tow. Sydney waved the secretary away before she could inform them that Dixon was in a meeting.

"I know he's in a meeting," Sydney said. "He's always in a meeting. I don't care. This is important." She knocked softly on the door and let herself in. "Dixon, I brought Will Tippin and my sister back to L.A. with me. Oh!" Sydney stopped in shock at who she saw sitting at the boss's desk. "What are you doing here?"

Irina Derevko looked at both of her daughters and smiled. "Surprise, darlings."