"Dad? Is that you?" Sydney yelled from her half of the wall.

"Sydney! I'm going to pick the lock and get you out of there," she heard her mother yell from the other side.

"Then you can explain to us what the hell is going on and how you ended up locked in a room," her father added.

After about thirty seconds, Sydney and Sark heard the lock click open. They threw open the door and rushed into the hallway. Neither would admit it, but they were both getting slightly claustrophobic. The office they were locked in really hadn't been that large.

"Are you all right?" Jack said, walking over to where his daughter was leaning on the wall.

"I'm fine. We have to get to Kaylee though. Walker was auctioning off her location and the location of the child from the prophecy, aka Grayson, tonight. Anna Espinosa fought us for the piece of paper the location was written on, and she locked us in that room," Sydney explained.

"She's on her way right now to kidnap Kaylee and Grayson. So we have to keep moving," Sark insisted.

The foursome started to swiftly make their way out of the building. Sydney pulled her father back away from where Sark and Irina were walking.

"I wanted to ask you if you knew about Lauren Reed being a member of the Covenant," she whispered. She really didn't trust her mother that much and would rather this whole conversation not include her in any way.

"Yes. I don't know how you found out about that."

"Sark figured it all out. He told me while we were stuck in that room. He understood how bad I needed to know that Vaughn hadn't given up on me. Obviously, you didn't."

"I knew how much you needed to know about Lauren, Sydney. I just couldn't jeopardize the whole operation we had been working on for over a year just to give you piece of mind. You know the sacrifices we agreed to make when we took jobs with the CIA."

"I know," Sydney admitted. "Who else knew about Lauren?"

"It was just Dixon, Vaughn, Weiss, and I. We had to keep it secret if it was going to work." Jack chuckled. "The timing of this is incredibly ironic. Dixon had just agreed that it was time to take Lauren and her father into custody. We were going to bring them in tomorrow. Simon Walker's gathering has definitely put a damper in our plans. I can't focus on my job when your sister's life is in danger."

"I need you to focus on just that, Dad," Sydney instructed. "I need you to do that for me. Sark and I can handle the Kaylee situation. We're completely wrapped up in it, just as you are wrapped up in the operation to bring down the Covenant. We can't sacrifice that just to keep Kaylee and Grayson safe. I know that they're extremely important in the grand scheme of things. But it's the same reason you couldn't tell me the truth about Lauren. You need to go ahead as planned and bring them into U.S. custody tomorrow." Sydney looked up at her father. "Promise me you will."

"I promise," Jack said reluctantly. "But I want you to know that I'll still be right there if you need help with your situation."

"I know that, Dad."

The group reached the parking lot, and they all knew it was time to split up. They recognized that their missions were no longer the same. Sydney turned to her father and whispered in his ear, "Don't think I'm not going to want an explanation of the whole situation you have with Mom."

Jack nodded and grabbed Irina's arm to lead her to where he had parked their car. Sydney turned to Sark and motioned for him to follow her to their vehicle.

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Sark was driving in silence along an L.A. freeway trying to get to Kaylee's house as soon as possible. He was hoping that Sydney would continue with what she had been about to tell him before Jack and Irina had interrupted them. It had seemed extremely important.

After another five minutes of silence, he decided that he was going to have to ask her. "What were you going to tell me before your parents freed us?"

Sydney broke out of the trance she was in staring out the window. She looked at Sark's face for a few moments and then started talking. "First, I want you to know I've wanted to tell you this, but Kaylee made me promise not to. And then I didn't want to tell you when we were trapped in the room because it would have doubled your frustration at being locked in that room."

"I'm going to remind you of something you said in that room. You said that we had all the time in the world to talk things through. But I also want to remind you that we're no longer in that room. So get to the point." He made a sharp right turn that squealed the tired of his BMW.

"You always assumed that since Grayson's last name was Tippin that my sister had had a child with Will, correct?"

"Of course."

"Grayson isn't Will's son." Sydney saw Sark glance over at her in confusion as he veered the car to the left. "This is a shitty time to be telling you this, but when she came back to L.A. with me, the CIA did some tests on her and realized that she was pregnant. They figured out the child she was caring would factor in to the Rambaldi prophecy."

"His prophecy spoke of a child?" Sark asked.

"The prophecy in the book you recovered from Antarctica and the one I stole from my mother's office, it talked of a child being the greatest power the woman in the previous prophecy would render unto this world. The child was to come from the purest of loves between a woman of a light heart and a man of a dark past."

"I don't understand what you're trying to tell me, Sydney," he admitted.

"That woman with the light heart was obviously my sister. She didn't have a worry in the world when she was with you, Sark. I've never seen anyone as happy as she was when she talked of you. I couldn't accept it at the time. But I think I understand where she was coming from now."

"I'm glad to hear that."

"The man with a dark past…" Sydney paused. "That's you, Sark. What I've been trying to tell you is that Grayson isn't Will's son or the son of some random guy that Kaylee meet after she thought you were dead."

"Are you trying to tell me…" Sark's voice faded out. He couldn't get himself to form the words he knew he needed to say.

"He's your son, Andrew." Sydney looked out her window again. "And he's in trouble."

Sark didn't say anything. He just pushed the accelerator to the floor.