Chapter 5
"Sydney, Sloane is dead. He died in a boating accident. We have his body, the dental records are a match, and the blood work is a match." Special Agent Alandria Broxton replied to Sydney's remark. She started working for the CIA six years ago. She was also now engaged to Weiss. Sydney didn't trust her one bit; she got that same eerie feeling in her gut that she always got when Lauren was within 50 feet of her.
"Arvin Sloane eluded us for so long, how could you believe he is dead! He's like a cockroach, he won't die that easily. You also seem to be forgetting that the CIA matched my dental records with a body found in my apartment." Sydney could feel the blood in her body boiling over. She shut her eyes and counted to five.
"If that were true, if Sloane were still alive, don't you think he would have resurfaced by now?" Alandria cried.
"He's still lying low; gathering forces. For all we know he could be the mysterious leader of the Shari! Think about it, someone is reorganizing the Alliance and the Covenant. Somehow this same person has got both groups to work together, and this person seems to know things only Arvin Sloane would know." Micheal tried to help Sydney.
"Until we have further proof," Dixon cut in, "we will operate under the assumption that Sloane is dead."
Sydney immediately interrupted Dixon, " What proof? When the Shari burst through the CIA's door with Sloane in the front proclaiming himself as the mastermind of their entire organization!" Sydney realized too late that she should have stopped herself, she had only meant to think it.
Dixon shot her a warning glare that let her know she was in trouble. He then turned back to the other agents as if nothing had happened, " So Marshal, you said you had new intel?"
"Oh, uh, yes. I ran some samples of the scroll found in Italy, and when I put it under UV lighting, well, uh," Marshal brought up a picture of the scroll under UV lighting. "There was an address hidden within the scroll that you could not see unless you used UV lighting."
"How is that even possible?" Alandria asked.
"Well, you see we're not really sure yet." Marshal answered uneasily.
"Are you sure it's an address?" Weiss asked.
"Positive." Marshal answered this time with more enthusiasm.
"How would we know where to look, this address was written years ago. The streets were most likely changed." Jack stated.
"Actually we could look up the new street name, if it has been changed." Dixon said.
"An address." Jack muttered.
"To where?" Sydney finished for her father.
(8 years ago)
"How is that possible?" Sark asked still unnerved by this new revelation.
"By your blood, or more specifically your DNA," Sloane started, "basically we took individual blood cells out of your blood sample we collected from you. Just in case you flunked biology, let me teach you something; every cell in your body has DNA. So we took your DNA and inserted it into an egg. It took many tries, but voila!" (a/n: If anyone studying biology knows that this might not be possible, don't beat me over the head, it's just an idea for my story.)
Sark turned pale. For the first time since Sloane knew Sark, Sloane saw Sark openly express fear.
"Don't worry Sark, we're not gonna kill you. We want you to be around for your child's birth." Nadia smiled. ( a/n: I'm a little upset at how I portrayed Nadia, but just go along with it.)