"Its absurd, I will not allow it."  Shortly after Simon had been evacuated from CIA headquarters, Jack Bristow had arrived and demanded to see his daughter, or who ever she went by now.  Jack had gone in strong, angry, confident and had come out shaken, scared, and with a look of complete shock on his face.  No one had to ask what had happened, each of them had had similar experiences with Julia.  All of them, minus Julia, sat in the debriefing room, well Jack was arguing with Dixon.

"Jack it is the only way."  Dixon had ordered that Vaughn and Julia go on a mission together to try and recover Syd's memory.  Jack was having a little bit of a hard time dealing with that.

"No.  Besides the fact that it is putting my daughter…"

"As Julia Thorne, she is more then capable of taking care of herself."  Dixon cut in.  The other agents watched back and forth as the ball was thrown from Jack to Dixon and so on.

"My daughter is still in that…that woman.  And you have no assurance that she will not try to escape.  What you are proposing…"

"What I am ordering is a mission not unlike what the CIA ordered you to undergo with Irina Derevko."

****

Dixon's comment had only made Jack madder, but he had no choice in the matter.  Within the next four hours, Vaughn and Julia sat inside one of the CIA's private jets, on their way to Spain.

Julia sat on one of the plush couches, reading over the mission.  She was wearing thick framed, but small glasses, and Vaughn was amazed at the fact that as he was staring at her, he couldn't help but think it was Sydney.  Without notice she got up and came and sat across from him at the small table.

"Agent Vaughn."

"Ms. Thorne."

"What makes you think I am a 'Ms'?"

"Your file…"

"Not everything is written on paper, Agent Vaughn."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"I have access to certain memories of Sydney's, one in particular."

"What?"

"Do you remember that night in June when instead of calling Sydney to talk about work, you called her to have dinner with you.  But, that's not what you said on the phone…it's always 'Joey's Pizza'.  But when she got there, instead of files for her, you had a small picnic for the two of you.  You said it was a reward for a job well done, but we both know the real reason.  What, was that a year…before you two brought down SD-6?"

Vaughn just stared at Julia's smirking face for a moment before getting up and heading into the washroom.  After he locked the soundproof door, Vaughn slid down it, as tears fell from his eyes.  He had been so sure this was the way to get back Sydney, but now…?  Now he wasn't so sure he could make it.

****

Vaughn and Julia spent the next few days following leads but nothing came of it.  At night, in their hotel suite, Vaughn slept as far as he could away from Julia, but for some strange reason whenever he woke up, she was sleeping on the couch in the room, or a chair across from him.

Julia was getting edgy about the mission, but it didn't have anything to do with worrying about getting back her memories back, but the fact that she was falling in love with Michael Vaughn.

Even though he showed no compassion towards her, she was drawn to him.  Part of her wondered if that part of her was Sydney, or, was it just that she was falling in love with an enemy.  Julia did her best to avoid eye contact or any contact, but considering the conditions that was becoming very hard.

*~*~*

"Vaughn?  VAUGHN?"  Sydney was running through a thick forest, at  night.  Her long dark hair was hanging down her back, and she was dressed in a long white gown.  Her bare feet made no noise as she ran through the woods searching for the man she loved.  Finally she felt him, and she saw a small wood cottage up ahead. 

A smile began to form on Sydney's face as she got closer and closer, hot tears of joy ran down her face.  Sydney reached the cabin and burst through the door to see something she was never prepared for.

Vaughn, her Vaughn, and another other woman.  But this wasn't some ordinary woman, it was her, no…not her…Julia Thorne.  Sydney stared in shock at the sight before he.  Vaughn and Julia were kissing, more than kissing, in front of her, giving her smiles, but them without any warning, Vaughn appeared behind her.  He pulled her head back roughly and whispered in her ear.

"Goodbye, Sydney."  Then he plunged a knife into her stomach and left her to die.

*~*~*

"No!"  A woman with long brown hair, a slim but tall figure, and soft brown eyes awoke with a start.  Her eyes and face were wet with tears and her body was rack with shaking.  Her soft covers were in a twist about her.  As she looked around at her lavish bedroom, the woman couldn't settle down.  The next minute, a man with reddish/brown hair, and a tall but stocky build rushed into her room.

"Sydney, I heard you scream just as I entered the house.  What's wrong?"  He came over and sat beside her on the bed, his eyes full of concern and worry.

"I had another dream Quinn."  Sydney fell into his arms and started to cry as he held her tight.  After a little while he pushed her up to face him and held her chin up with his strong hands.

"Tell me."  It wasn't a question, it was an order, but Sydney knew that Quinn wasn't trying to be harsh he just wanted to help.  He dried her tears with his fingers before she started.

"I was running through a forest, a deep forest.  I was searching for someone, I don't know…wait…I do know, his name was Vaughn.  I…I was in love with him, I found him, with a person who looked just like me, I thought she was me, but it wasn't, it was somebody named Julia Thorne."

"You know these people from before?"  Quinn gently prodded Sydney for information, when he had found her, she had no memory, only somehow knowing that her name was Sydney.

"No, the names just…popped into my head, but the people, they meant something to me, I just don't…"  Sydney's brow was furled, but Quinn laid his hands on her shoulders relaxing her.

"It's okay, this is good, we can search the CIA database for these names, they have the identity of all of the people in the world.  Sydney, we will find out who you are."  Quinn was surprised to see Sydney start to cry.  "Sweetie, what's wrong?"

"I…I'm just afraid that if we find…"

"When?"

"When we find out who I really am, that I might lose you."

"You could never and will never lose me.  I promise you, Sydney Nolen, that I, Quinn Nolen, that I will never leave or lose you."  Quinn smiled as his wife smiled at him.  "Now, lets get you some food, then we'll head to CIA headquarters."

TBC