Sark pulled the car haphazardly into the driveway, and he and Sydney burst out of it full steam. They were hoping to just find Kaylee, Will, and Gray in the middle of another normal day. Both knew in the back of their heads and their hearts that this would not be the case.

Sydney started screaming her sister's name the second she walked into the house and saw it in complete chaos.

"Syd…" she heard a voice mumbled from somewhere to her right.

Turning she saw Will sitting in a pool of blood. She rushed to his side and inspected his arm. "Sark, you need to call 911. Will's been shot in the arm. He needs medical attention."

"Sark?" Will asked thoroughly confused.

"Don't worry. It's okay," Sydney said. She kept repeating that over and over because she didn't know what else to say. Her sister and nephew had been kidnapped. One of her best friends was bleeding to death on the floor. For the first time in a long while, she didn't know what to do.

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Sark called to Sydney as soon as he saw the ambulance pull into the driveway. When he got no response, he walked over to where she was sitting with Will's head on her lap. She was softly stroking his face.

"Syd?" he said softly. "Are you all right?"

"Yeah. It's just a little hard to comprehend."

Sark smiled down at her. "Here's what we're going to do. The ambulance is here. You're going to go with them. Instruct them to take Will to a CIA hospital. He's lost a lot of blood but I think he's in a stable enough condition that he can make it to the nearest one."

"No," Sydney said shaking her head. "You and I need to stick together. We have to figure out where Anna took my sister and your son."

"My son," Sark whispered as he opened the front door for the paramedics. "Why does that sound so right?"

Sydney grinned at him. It was nice to see that at least someone could be happy in a time like this. "I can't go with them."

"You will." Sark handed Sydney her cell phone. "Give your father a call. Let him know you're coming into a CIA facility. I'm going to stick around here and give this place a closer look. There might be something here that will help us."

"Promise you won't go running off to save her without me."

"I will definitely call before doing that."

Sydney smiled and followed the paramedics who were wheeling Will out of the house on a gurney. She flipped through the numbers programmed into her cell phone and selected her father's cell phone number.

"Sydney," Jack answered. "What's the matter?

"Hi, Dad. Sark and I made it to Kaylee's house. She and Gray are gone. Will was shot in the arm, presumably by Anna. I'm in the ambulance on my way to the CIA facility near Kaylee's neighborhood. Sark told me that I should call and check in with you."

"I have my qualms about that man. But he does show extraordinary intelligence in high-pressure situations. I have some news that you should enjoy."

"What?" Sydney asked. It sounded like he was almost excited to tell her his news. That means it had to be big. Her father barely ever got excited about anything.

"I convinced Dixon to move up our raid on the moles we've uncovered in the CIA. Senator Reed is currently in a helicopter on its way to one of our holding facilities. Lauren Reed is downstairs in the holding cells we have here at the headquarters."

"That's great," Sydney said. She heard Will mutter something. "Hold on a moment, Dad." She pulled the phone away from her ear. "Did you say something Will?"

"Good guys?" she heard him whisper.

"Always," she said with a smile. She placed her right hand firmly in his and put the cell phone back up to her ear. "We're almost there, Dad. I'm going to go."

"Wait a moment, Sydney. There's something else you need to know. I have quite a few people here with me who want to help you out with the Anna situation. Including your mother and I."

"The more help, the better." Sydney said. She didn't want to admit it, but if her father was starting to trust her mother, some part of that had to be the truth. Her father had always hated her mother with a passion. If that changed, Irina must not be as horrible as the picture her father had built in Sydney's mind since she was six-years-old.

"There's something else you should know, Sydney."

"Isn't there always something else?" she said with a nervous laugh.

"I figured out what your mother's agenda really was. It seems everything she's done is just to keep her children safe from the Rambaldi prophecy. Every action of hers we've questioned was just to keep you and Kaylee safe. I lied to your sister."

"You lie to everyone," Sydney said calmly. "That's not a new revelation."

"No, I mean I told your sister that the only reason her mother got pregnant with her was that she was looking for a way to save you from the prophecy."

"You didn't!"

"I had to do whatever I could to get her away from Sark and Irina at the time. That was what convinced her to come with me to Los Angeles. I didn't know how huge a lie it was at the time. Your mother left you and I twenty four years ago because she knew that Kaylee wouldn't be safe with the CIA. She didn't trust them."

"They aren't really good on keeping their operatives and their families safe. As evidenced by every single thing they've ever done to screw up my life."

"She left you with me when she faked her own death because she knew she was pregnant. She figured that I could protect you and raise you so that the Rambaldi prophecy wouldn't affect you."

"Newsflash, Dad. It's affecting me."

"I know that. But you're a hell of a lot safer than Kaylee is right now. Your mother knew she was pregnant with the child that would probably be fulfilling Rambaldi's prophecy. That was the moment she dedicated her life to following Rambaldi's work. She just wanted to learn more about what was to come in her daughter's future."

"So this was all about a mother's love?" Sydney hoped out of the now parked ambulance as they pushed Will's gurney into the emergency room.

"She just wanted both of you to be happy."

"I'm going to have to think about that one for awhile. We're at the hospital, Dad. Round up all those people you said were eager to help us as quickly as you can. As soon as you do that, we can use one of the briefing rooms here at the hospital. I'll handle keeping Sark informed. When it's all set up, I'll tell him to meet us at the hospital."

"I love you, Sydney," her father said solemnly.

"I know." She snapped her phone shut, took a deep breath, and stepped into the hospital.

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Sydney sat by herself in one of the hospital's empty rooms. She had left word at the front desk that anyone asking for her by name should be directed to this location. For the first week, she patiently waited for someone to show up. Will was in and out of consciousness. The doctors said the loss of blood was preventing a speedy recovery. Now he seemed to be making drastic improvements. He was on a normal sleep and eating schedule. Sydney was excited to finally be able to admit that he was going to be just fine.

Since leaving word at the front desk, she had begun to lose her hope that anyone was coming to help. It was nice that her father said people were interested in giving her a hand, but she really wasn't counting on anyone being much help. She figured that it would just be some new interns or something that had heard of her and wanted to get into the action. Ever since that day she had taken down SD-6 with the CIA, it seemed like she had become a legend. Which was just crazy because she was a normal person.

She appreciated that people wanted to help her, but this rescue mission was going to be dangerous. She and Sark were probably the only ones prepared enough to actually go in to do the physical rescuing. And at this moment she didn't want to have to deal with breaking a bunch of newbies hearts by telling them they weren't good enough.

"Syd," she heard someone say from the doorway.

She looked up at the last person she thought would be coming to help her. "Vaughn…" she whispered.