Disclaimer: Roses are red, violets are blue, I don't own alias, and my sister's an ass too. Hehe.

A/N: Was I right about Lauren dealing with the Covenant or was I right? *takes bow* I knew something was up with her. I don't own my disclaimer, I borrowed it from another author of an Inuyasha story.

Sydney lives in an apartment on the show, but since it's more convenient for me I'm gonna use a house. Understood?

Chapter 5~ The plan

***Stranger's POV***

She dragged the unconscious blonde across the room towards another blonde. His blue eyes gave showed his annoyance and something else she could not distinguish. He had flown here quickly from someplace in America and he didn't look too happy.

"Calahandeer wants to know if you're now a maverick." enlightened Sark. The unknown woman rolled her eyes.

"Why, should I be? Look, I found Reed here deviating from her assignment. She doesn't know me since I'm new and I couldn't cause a scene." the woman reported.

"Yeah, that's why you shot me." Lauren retorted, now awake.

"With a tranquilizer gun." the woman defended.

"Who the hell are you anyway?" Lauren asked.

"My name is Crystal Garcia, and I am going to be the last person Michael Vaughn and Eric Weiss will ever see." Crystal told her. "You have yourself to thank of course, if you hadn't blown your cover, this could have been avoided."

Lauren gaped.

"That's the way the door swung, orders of Calahandeer. Either that, or you turn yourself in, and reveal no one else. Otherwise Calahandeer himself will have to take care of it, and it wont be pretty." Sark turned on his heel and left.

"Don't worry, Lauren, I'll fix this little problem up with ease." Crystal whispered.

"You will eradicate Michael Vaughn over my dead body." Lauren barked.

"Fine with me." Crystal retorted and left to get ready.

***Weis's POV***

"So, let me get this as the crow flies, you miscarried Vaughn's child because of the Covenant and you think that they're up to something now?" Weiss asked driving his car to a gym.

"Yeah, seriously, why do you think I need to vent my anger. I have none." Sydney lied in the front passenger's seat. She had changed into baggy pants for easier accessibility when fighting at the gym.

"I'm doing it for the unlucky bastard you comes across your path while you're still pissed.

"We're here," he announced stepping out of the car.

***Irina's POV***

She pressed a number on her speed dial and on the second ring it picked up.

"Is this line secure?" a voice asked.

"Yes, Sark, it's clean." Irina informed him.

"Sydney's got her memories back, and we're ready. Plan Reminisce is set to go. ETA 6 hours." notified Irina. "Keep Calahandeer busy."

"Understood." With that Sark hung up his cell phone.

***Vaughn's POV***

He stood up from Sydney's doorstep and stretched. He had to make things right between them.

***Mila's POV***

She strode quickly back into the room looking for her mother. "So, we're going to go through with it?" She questioned.

"Yes. Hold nothing back. You know what we have to do." Irina affirmed.

"Do we bring Stacey with us?" she inquired, her voice shaking.

"It's up to you. You must make this decision yourself. You do realize if we bring her with us they might label her as one (A/N: A terrorist). But, if we don't then it will be extremely risky. I hope you make the right one. I will leave you alone to decide." She kissed the top of Mila's head and left the room.

"Stacia!" Mila called to her daughter once her mom was gone. "I need you to come in here."

A/N: Stacia is Stacey's full name. This is a short chapter, but I will update as soon as I get 5 reviews. So, not much of a cliffe, but oh well. It'll have to do. Review and the answer will come. I told you along with answers come questions. Sadly, most of my stories are coming to and end. But this story, has at least maybe 5-6 chapters left, at least. At least, I don't know yet. It depends on my fluctuating imagination and my loyal reviewers… so please review!