Sydney stared in horror as the real Vaughn was exposed. This shouldn't have been surprising everyone in Sydney's life had done this sort of thing to her, her mom, her dad, SD-6, Noah Hicks, the woman she thought to be Francie. They all had secrets, which made her hurt but not half as much as this did.

"Come on we've got to go, the team are waiting." Sark said.

"There all there! It's been a long time. Although I am a bit sad we don't get any alone time."

"Bring it on, I'm sure Sydney won't watch." Sark grinned pulling at Jacob's shirt.

"Tempting but no, I don't think she's ready for that yet."

Sark slipped his hand through Burton's and held it tight, "Let's go then." He said pulling Jacob out the door.

"Bye Miss. Bristow, it's been a pleasure." Burton said blowing her a kiss before leaving.

CIA Headquarters

"What's going on?" Jack demanded starting to panic.

"I don't know there is some kind of interference with the radio, maybe Sark knew they were coming and someone's jamming the frequency or they dropped it, one time I dropped one of these thing down the stairs and I was all freaking out but it turned out it was ok, so, it might not be that." Marshall carried on with a shy smile, "it could be alright if I just... oh something's coming through."

"Base Camp we have Sark." The noise came through the system, before once again turning to a crackle.

"Score one for, the CIA they got him!" Marshall said, arms in the air.

"Yes, very good." Jack said before disappearing to his busy life.

Scotland

Sark had planned this for a while and knew how it would go. He knew that after a while they would look for Sydney and the man they called Vaughn but this way it gave them chance to escape if the CIA only hear what they need to.

He took Burton back to the team know as Etoile Noire, a group of four men and two women. They start 15 years ago but Sark joined five years ago was only 18. They worked across the world undercover, meeting occasionally for mission briefings and knowing that one day they would be extracted and share the Intel they got in their time undercover. Sark was one the youngest, originally recruited because of his father being a Russian diplomat, but they soon found out that Sark and Lazarey weren't close but Sark was let into the world of spying and didn't want to leave he proved his worth. Burton was an original member and he had been undercover as Vaughn, a name he had chose because of a man, previously in the CIA, had been called it, he now claimed that that man was his father. Recently he had got to work close with another member, who was under the alias, Lauren Reed, real name Catherine Matthews. She 'played' his wife. She had been the NSC liaison. They weren't expecting to work together but when they did they thought it would be best to get close to avoid suspicion. The other lady was Anna Espinosa working with K-directive, really Haley Turner. There was French man Jac Klein who was know as John White when he was working for MI- 5, then their was Alexis Tyler the original French man who started the group and came up with the name which means 'Black Star'. He led the operation and stayed in the base in Scotland.
Burton and Sark met for secret liaisons, Sark had liked Jacob since he was 18 and first saw that strong jaw line and those caring eyes. Sark made sure that he informed Jacob of as many of his briefings as possible. Over the last two years they had spent the most time together, they had already formed a bond. Vaughn used to 'interrogate' Sark but they had to stay in character and the most they could manage was flirtatious glances unless Sark had been really naughty and was taken into a private room were he could be punished for information. Since Sark's release they had seen each other in five months they had some catching up to do.
"Here we are." Sark said stopping outside what looked like a hotel.
"This is the head of operations!"
"It's very classy and spacious." Sark added with a wink.
Together they enter the large, grand building a walked into the lobby to fin the other four members sipping of champagne, chatting and laughing.
"Welcome, Jacob and Julian, you look as good as ever." Alexis said offering them hugs. Etoile Noire was unlike other organisations, this group was like a family and they knew how to have a good time. Champagne was thrust into the boy's hands. As Catherine, once Lauren, came over with a grin.
"Here's my husband!" she hugged them.
"I'm afraid, that, this is hard," Burton looked to the floor. "I think we should get a divorce."
"Vaughn! How could you? Who is the hussy that stole my man?!"
"I believe that would be me!" Sark stepped forward.
"Well you can keep him, I knew there was something wrong after over a year of marriage and no sex. It's good to see you guys together again you make such a cute couple."
"You are quite the wife, NSC, CIA and the covenant!"
"And Julian did pretty well for himself too. Is there anyone he hasn't worked for the little snitch?"
"What can I say, it's an art."
"So, Jake what did you do, oh yeah CIA, that's alright." Catherine laughed
"Hey, I got close to Sydney Bristow who turned out to be very valuable and helped to bring down SD-6!"
"We'll let you off!"

CIA- HEADQUARTERS

After a while of waiting the pilot of the helicopter got worried and messaged the CIA. They sent a team to find Sydney and Vaughn. Eventually they found Sydney smothered in tears and they took her back to the CIA. Sydney lay against her father's firm chest and wept as she told her father what she had witnessed.
"I can't do this dad I can't trust anyone."
"It' ok sweetheart, I get a team to track down Sark and Vaughn."
"Don't call him that, don't use the name of the man I loved and compare it to what he has become."
"I'll set a team on it. This needs to be start as soon as possible while we still have a trail." Jack lifted his daughter's head off his chest and left to do all he could to bring the bastard that hurt his daughter to justice.
Within half an hour Jack returned to his office to comfort Sydney but when he got there all that was left was a note.

Dad,
I don't know what to do or who to trust but
If I can't trust Vaughn then I can't trust anybody,
Not even the CIA. I'm on my own. I'll contact you when
I feel I can trust again.
Sydney