Chapter 6

Sydney and Eric were sitting next to each other on the CIA plane.

"Portugal, we're heading to Portugal," Sydney sighed heavily.

"That's where the address is that was found in the scroll." Eric reminded her.

Eric and Sydney landed in a Vagos city airport where they drove to the city of Niza.

Eric and Sydney were to pretend they were interested in buying Rambaldi's house and renovating it into bed and breakfast.

"Bom dia (good morning), Mr. Wiley. I am Sean Portola, and this is my business partner Carlotta Prometheus." Weiss said as he greeted Steven Wiley. He was the new owner of Rambaldi's Portuguese estate. After Rambaldi's death, there were about a dozen families who bought the house and left about five years later. The house was considered haunted, and Mr. Wiley had been trying to sell it for the better part of 10 years.

"Bom dia." Sydney said to the man as she shook his hand.

"There is a good 40 acres here. From what I've seen the soil is spectacular here, why wouldn't anyone stay here longer than five years?" Sydney asked.

"The people from neighboring cities believe that the man who built this house still roams the house. But this is just a fairytale. I have spent many nights here, and I can honestly tell you there is no ghost." Mr. Wiley replied.

"Why are you selling the estate?" Eric queried.

"It takes a lot of money to keep up with the uptake." Mr. Wiley commented.

"Well we would like to stay overnight to check out the estate. If everything goes according to plan we will sign the contracts tomorrow and hand you a check tomorrow." Sydney replied.

An hour after Mr. Wiley had left Sydney took out her GPS and started outside for whatever was buried outside. Marshal had looked over the scroll again and had found coordinates.

Eric followed closely behind, about a minute into the hike, they began to talk, "Syd, what do you plan to do when this Rambaldi mess is over with?"

Sydney seemed as if she was trying to come up with an answer, "Get out of the CIA and maybe try to lead a normal life. What about you?"

"I might retire from the field and work behind a desk. Besides I'm getting married in 6 months, I don't think Alandria would particularly like it that I'm always putting myself out in the field to get hurt." Eric had a goofy smile on his face when he mentioned Alandria. Although Sydney didn't particularly trust Alandria, it was nice to see Eric smile every once and a while.

"This is it." Sydney said as she her GPS started beeping like crazy.

Eric and Sydney began to dig . The hole was about five feet deep and five feet wide when the hit a metal box. Sydney took out her gun and shot the lock off. Sydney pulled out the paper inside and her fixed her face so that she looked confused.

She handed Eric the paper took look over. After some silence he said, "Another address?"

(8 years ago)

Sark had no idea what was going on as he saw Sloane and Nadia race around the warehouse like two chickens with their heads cut off.

Sark knew it had to be bad because Sloane risked being found alive by bringing in a team of medical professionals. These people all worked for him, Sark soon realized.

In a week's time Sloane came back to Sark's jail cell. Sloane was quiet and somber as her came up. Nadia's eyes were blood shot and puffy.

"What's wrong?" Sark asked with a hint of sarcasm in his voice. Nadia turned around and left.

"Nadia just miscarried." Sloane informed him.

A look of relief overwhelmed Sark. Sloane must have noticed Sark's facial expression, " Don't worry, we're gonna try it again. You'll stay here till we get it right."

(present time)

Sydney and Eric were in the conference room along with Jack, Marshal, Dixon, Alandria, and Micheal.

"This is an address to a house in Russia. The house belonged to the heiress Mila Estonia. Mila Estonia is the great-great-great-great-great-great-great grandmother of ours truly, Julian Sark." Marshal replied.

"Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait! What is the connection to Mila Estonia and Rambaldi?" Sydney asked.

(6 years ago)

After Nadia's miscarriage, she and Sloane worked religiously on trying again to fulfill the last part of Rambaldi's prophecy while Sark sat in a jail cell watching. He was prodded and poked. This time, instead of doing the work themselves, Nadia and Sloane had the help of the medical team who tried to save Nadia's baby.

Sloane once again appeared in front of Sark's cell with the same smile on his face he had two years ago, "Guess what?"

A/N: I know this is a boring chapter, but this is a transitional chapter from five to seven. I'll post the next chapter soon.