Disclaimer: Alias doesn't belong to me and the Bucs aren't going to the super bowl. What is wrong with the world!

A/N: Don't grill me for this chapter, I wrote this in a rush. Sorry *ducks from items being thrown*. Things heat up starting next chapter.

Chapter 6~ Missions, secrets, and new agents

***Sydney's POV***

Sydney made her way through the crowd wearing a red dress with 1 slit that came up to her lower thigh. It was strapless and an intense red made to match her black wig with red highlights. The wig was straight and ended touching her shoulders. Her practically velvet red high heels made only light sounds as she crossed the marble floor. She heard the clicking of other high heel boots, but she didn't turn to look. She already knew who it was. A woman stood not far from her, her arm linked with Sydney's. She was sporting a golden dress that touched the floor with elegance and no slit. She had cute big loop earrings and curly red hair. Sydney's eyes scanned through the crowd and spotted Sark and some girl who could be no older than 16, possibly 15. The girl bore a bright blue dress that came down to only a little shorter than halfway to her knees. Not even 3 feet away from the pair stood a woman dressed in shorts. She had on 1 black knee-high leather boot, one pink boot, a bright orange tank top and a black leather mini skirt. Her hair was dyed a bright pink and cut extremely jagged with mascara that looked like a 5 year old had done it in the dark. Her lipstick was a deep shade of orange, or the bottom part of it was at least. The upper lip was covered in maroon lipstick. She had a tattoo with the initials FTL on it. Only Sydney had seen that before, it wasn't initials to a name, it simply stood for, fuck the law. Oh that's sexy. Sydney thought sarcastically. Sark moved past the girl and brushed his lips against the anomaly where once you took off all the crap you might find a trace of a woman. She wrapped her arms around his and Sydney turned away at this. She sighed remembering what had happened earlier.

****Flashback****

Sydney and Weiss made their way inside the semi-crowded gym. They were just signing in when the manager too Weiss aside and whispered something to him. Weiss turned his back to Sydney and she strained to hear what they were saying. He turned his attention to Sydney and told her they had to go. Sydney questioned him, but he just ignored her. Must have something to do with the CIA. She reasoned and silently followed him back out to the car. They were almost at his house when Sydney asked, "Weiss, what's going on?"

***Mila's POV***

"Stacia, you had to know that I didn't come to this decision lightly. Sweetie, come back!" She begged as her daughter ran out of the room.

***Weiss's POV***

****Flashback still going on****

"Syd, It'll all be explained soon." Weiss informed her, heading to her porch to greet Vaughn. He whispered something to Vaughn and he got up and followed him into the car. Taking the backseat, he told Sydney hi and she grumbled some sort of nasty response to it. He couldn't really tell. They drove in silence while Sydney looked out the window, glairing at pedestrians.

"Something's bothering you." Vaughn noted out loud a few minutes later.

"Gee, you think?" Sydney retorted, and turned around to face him. "Why won't anyone me what the is going on? You wont tell me whats going on, and yet you want me to somehow give you answers for it."

Weiss sighed in relief at seeing a familiar building. Good, we're almost here.

***Unknown POV***

****Flashback still going on****

She smiled a sick grin as she walked into the building. She was wearing a dress suit and a crisp white blouse underneath it. She had straight black hair that went down to around her ass tied in exceptionally tidy bun and thin glasses. She walked into the room with a serious look on her face and in quick strides. She carried a black briefcase in which she set upon the table. Picking a seat, she gently sat down in it without a glance around the room. She crossed her legs and waited silently in anticipation.

***Weiss's POV***

****Flashback still going on****

They each strolled past security and walked into the main section. Glancing at his watch and Sydney, Weiss hurried into the room with his friends following close behind. They saw an unknown woman sitting in the room; staring straight ahead. She didn't even glance up when they came in. They each took seats and waited. "Please?" Sydney asked Weiss. He mouthed back the response, 'soon.' and she quieted down. Within a few minutes Jack, Dixon, Marshall, and Lauren joined them.

***Dixon's POV***

****Flashback still going on****

"As I'm sure most of you all know; there was a drastic unprecedented event that happened last night. To start things off, we got a call from Kendall saying that how he got a call from Hannah. We are now starting to believe that that is only her alias. We have neither confirmed nor disproved that. She states that the Covenant is a growing threat. It is a threat that must be dealt with quickly and efficiently. Irina is among one of the top supporters of this. Hannah claims that Irina's organization will help us bring down the Covenant if we don't bring in her recruits and agents after we surmount the Covenant. They will give us absolutely everything they know about them. We must also subdue the penalties for their crimes and offer both leniency and give them approximately 3 days head start. They promise that they will, at least for awhile, stop all their terrorist activities. They will also reveal any undercover Covenant agents working within the CIA." Dixon informed them, pausing for questions.

"But, how can we trust them? After all, we do not make deals with terrorists. Isn't that our policy? We have no evidence that they will stick to their word! Here you are ready to offer them leniency when they could be screwing us over! " Lauren shouted standing up from her chair.

"Lauren, I know I don't think it's the best idea, hell, I only just learned of this a few seconds ago, but they would have the most information readily about the Covenant. If they are ready to fork over that information, then I say, let's let them." Sydney argued.

"And I bet you would so that they could knock down the competition and you could run off into the sunset with mommy dearest!" Lauren disputed.

"What are you even doing here, didn't you burn down Vaughn's house?" Sydney yelled.

"I was framed! And why are you avoiding the topic?" She questioned.

"Both of you shut up!" Dixon shouted at the agents. "We have already made up our minds. We will help them after they give us the information and we verify the information. We are sending you on a mission to retrieve the material you will need for the mission. Sydney, you will go to a party they are holding in Madrid, Spain, seduce one of the leaders of the Covenant, Mr. Riley Slockhorin, and nock him unconscious. Marshall will you please inform them of the rest of the details?"

"Ummm, sure. Ok, you see this device here, looking like a camera phone. You know I have always wanted one, so you could just take random pictures of people for memories, not that you need any, but uh, you know, just for the sake of ta king random pictures, but just you shouldn't make it too obvious, wouldn't want to look like a stalker. That would be-"

"Marshall!" Dixon yelled. "Just, get to the point."

"Well you use it just like you would a camera phone and take a picture of his hand. This is really a prints scanner and it will scan his fingerprints. Also before you knock hi out you need him to say, 'Buccaneer Sovereign Gentleman.' After that you need a card in which you will find in one of his pockets. You will also need a password and either information or a victim. Wow that sound weird, doesn't it? Well it's their tradition that you bring in someone from a rival organization or from the CIA; the more important the better. Either that or bring in information. Their policy is that once you join you'd better bring them crucial information or an unconscious potential asset. Otherwise you will pay for you incompetence with your life. They don't want slackers." Marshall explained."

"Miss Mena, here, will be going in for the password. She will also be watching over Irina's men when they go in to extract more information." Dixon informed everyone pointing to the mysterious brunette in the room. "Everyone, I would like you to meet, Pilar Mena. She is an extraordinary Russian agent, I know what you're thinking. She is not Russian. In fact, she is in fact, half Puerto Rican and half American. Pilar, this is Sydney, Lauren, Vaughn, Weiss, and Jack. She just went to visit Russia and decided to stay. I think that's all. Lauren, Vaughn, and Pilar you guys are going in with Sydney for this mission. Here is the other information you will need for the mission. Marshall?"

"Oh, one more thing, you see uh, Mr., Uh, Slockhorin, is umm, abnormal in what he likes. So, uh, when you go on, your going to have to pose as bisexual potential business partner who is uh, abnormal in that department, and uh, eager and willing to do anything for the, uh job. Miss Mena here, is gonna be your, uh, partner." Marshall stumbled.

"That's all. You leave for the mission in 30 minutes. Dismissed." Dixon informed them.

***Sydney's POV***

****Flashback still going on****

She groaned silently, why is everyone leaving me in the dark about this? Something didn't feel right about this, it didn't feel right at all. She ran to catch up with her father and ask her what she knew when an arm grabbed hers. She twisted around and was about to attack when she noticed it was the new girl.

"Hey, uh, Pilar is it?" Sydney asked.

"Yeah, sorry about that. Can we talk?" She asked nodding into a different direction.

"Sure." Sydney answered follow her in the direction she had indicated.

"Look, I don't mean to get anyone in trouble, but uh, I have an ominous feeling about this mission. Also, I'm getting bad vibes from that Lauren. I'm sorry, I shouldn't be telling you this, it's just, when we're on the mission, please be careful? Something doesn't feel right. I gotta go, bye." Pilar whispered.

"That's ok really. And the bad vibes, that makes too of us. The mission, I don't know, but if you need a friend in this messed up situation, you can look to me, ok? Well, bye." Sydney told her. Finally, someone thinks something's up with Lauren.

Sydney hurried to catch up with her dad, things were happening quickly, too quickly for her comfort. She still needed to figure out what was going down.

"Sydney!" A voice called. She whipped around to find Vaughn standing there. "You shouldn't have attacked Lauren in the briefing. You know all too well what it's like to be framed. Why are you still holding a grudge against me and…"

"Ok, you know what, you listen to me Michael Vaughn. Less than 2 hours ago you were claiming how you wanted to get together with me and that the CIA would finalize your divorce and go after Lauren. I don't know how she tricked you guys that she was innocent in that time, but if you're that gullible, don't count me in. Don't you find it weird, that no one, and I mean no one else questioned her innocence?" she decided to leave Pilar out of this, the girl had confided in her. "But, you know what. As soon as we bring down the Covenant, it wont be my problem. Because I'm quitting and I wont have to deal with little miss I'm-God-So-all-you-assholes-bow-down -to-me-because-you're-all-so-gullible-and I'm-so-perfect Lauren or you again." She turned and practically ran to find her dad.

***Jack's POV***

****Flashback still going on****

He turned around when he heard his daughter calling his name.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"I got my memories back, I don't trust Lauren, and no one will tell me anything." Sydney explained.

"I don't know what's gong on either, so keep your eyes open to the things around you and pay attention to every detail that reveals itself; even the tiniest ones. I have this deep feeling in my gut that things aren't what they appear. " Jack told her, when they had stepped away from other agents.

"Dad, I have to tell you something. I wasn't mom's only child. She had a child, with another man, her name is Mila, but she has an alias. It's Hannah." Sydney explained.

"What?" he asked, his face expressionless to the average agent, but Sydney cold see fear in his eyes.

"Dad, you aren't her father." Sydney swallowed before telling him. "Sloane is."

Jack's face flashed one of disgust before it become rock solid again. "Well, that's great for them." And he walked away.

It puzzled Sydney why everyone was acting so strange and why no one was answering her questions, but she would find out. She was sure of it. She drove to the airport and sighed. It was go time. The decision the made on this mission would either make or break them when they went to take down the Covenant.

***Crystal's POV***

****Flashback still going on****

She stared at Vaughn through the binoculars. It wouldn't be long now.

A/N: Ahhh! Don't hit me! We'll meet up with Sark in the next chapter. This is just a crappy chapter that needed to be written. So review/reply to this… It'll make me write faster. Oh yeah, and the flashback will only continue to the very beginning on the next chapter. Promise. Things are heating up and this story is ending soon, but not too soon. Maybe only 5 chappies left. Don't know.