Disclaimer: Surprise surprise, I don't own Alias.. or the characters.. or anything else related to the show. And I stole the title from a song by Thursday.. which also happens to be my favorite song, so don't sue meh.

A/N: I can't thank you all enough for reading this. And those who review just amaze me, thank you! This chapter is a bit shorter compared to the other ones. The next one is in the works, but it shouldn't take too long. I know it might get confusing, but bear with me :P

Tomorrow I'll Be You

Vaughn glanced up at Sydney and saw her eyes filled with new tears. How was he going to honor his promise to talk about his own problems when she had this to deal with? He put the files on the table next to the couch; he couldn't bear to read any more. He placed the black light next to the files and then proceeded to gather Sydney in his arms. She felt so fragile, as if she would break at any second. And at that moment, she did. Torrents of tears flooded his shirt, which, in turn, muffled her sobs. He let her get everything out, content just to hold her, rubbing her back as he whispered words of comfort.

"Shh," he cooed, "It's okay."

"No, Vaughn, it's not," she persisted, "My own father is a founder of the Covenant. My employer kidnapped me for two fucking years. It doesn't make sense, Vaughn."

She was right. It didn't make sense. Why would the CIA sanction the creation of a terrorist organization? More importantly, why would they 'kidnap' one of their finest agents and make her work for that organization?

As Sydney calmed, she started to sit up until Vaughn pulled her back, unwilling to let her go just yet. She appreciated the gesture and sank into his embrace; reveling in the closeness that she had longed for the past months. After awhile, Sydney quietly said, "My father followed me there."

Vaughn pulled back, wide-eyed. "What did he have to say?" he asked warily.

"I didn't really give him a chance to say anything," she confessed wryly.

Vaughn nodded, quiet before he quickly asked, "Did he threaten you? Why was he here earlier?"

She smiled at Vaughn's concern. "No, no threats. I think he just wanted to 'explain,'" she answered, using air quotes. "He left something on the counter though. I just want to burn it," she paused, tears welling as she asked, "Does that make me a bad person?"

Vaughn was holding back his own tears; it pained him to see Sydney so hurt. How could she think of herself as anything but an angel? He cradled her head with his hands as he placed a tender kiss on her forehead, her nose, and then captured her lips. The kiss was soft and gentle, and he broke away slowly, still lingering.

"Sydney," he whispered, "You have every right to feel the way you do. Never think any less of yourself for it. You're an amazing person. Always remember that."

Her only reply was a sniffle as she buried her head in his neck. They both stayed that way, finding comfort in each other.

A short while later, Vaughn broke the silence, "What are we going to do? You're not going back to the CIA, are you?"

Sydney pulled back, wiping the tears away. "I hadn't planned on it," she answered. She hadn't thought about what she was going to do; all she knew for sure was that she wasn't going back.

"Syd, the project is still active. You know they won't let you go, right," Vaughn pointed out.

She let out a deep sigh, running her hands over her face. "This is SD-6 all over again," she realized.

Vaughn hadn't noticed the similarities until she said that, but she was overlooking one significant detail. "But this time," he started, "I'm here for you in every capacity." He reached for her hand and pulled her to him. They sat there, both silently deciding what to do about the situation.

"Let's disappear," Vaughn said suddenly.

Jack walked determinedly through what was left of the JTF, headed straight for the holding cells, which luckily weren't effected by the explosions. Katya had promised Jack that she would help him in regards to Irina in return for her freedom; however, Jack was wary of Katya, so he decided to enlist some help of his own.

He approached the cell quietly. "You know where Irina is," Jack said bluntly, startling Sark with his presence.

"I suppose a man in my position should know things," Sark vaguely answered.

Jack continued to stare, so Sark added, "But even if I was persuaded to tell you of her whereabouts, I doubt you could get to her without.. inside help."

Jack's face betrayed nothing; however, inside he was reeling. What the hell was going on?

"Jack," called Dixon's voice. He looked up to see Dixon approaching him, followed closely by Agent Weiss.

"Why wasn't I told that Katya Derevko was in Palermo? And why isn't she in our custody?" the director asked, clearly angry.

Sark looked up at this information. With a glance at Sark, Dixon motioned for the two agents to follow him into the rotunda.

Jack remained stoic as he answered, "When I arrived in Palermo, she was gone. It must have slipped my mind after I found Ms. Reed."

Dixon and Weiss exchanged skeptical glances. "You went to retrieve her yourself? Why didn't you send a team that was nearby?" Dixon's patience was reaching its limit; either Jack had been uncharacteristically careless, or he was hiding something.

"I assure you, there was no one nearby, and everyone here was wrapped up in this mess," Jack replied as he gestured to the debris scattering the floor.

"From now on you are to inform me of anything regarding any terrorist, I thought that was clear beforehand," Dixon stated firmly, then turned to Weiss, "Agent Weiss, follow me."

With that, the two left, and Jack walked back to the holding cell.

Once they were behind closed doors, Weiss started, "Sydney said Katya should have been out for twelve hours. That gave even Jack enough time to get there."

"I want you to keep a close eye on him," Dixon ordered, "Did Sydney say anything else?"

"No," Weiss replied, "She just seemed angry with him when we were there."

Dixon nodded, "That will be all. You will come directly to me if you see anything unusual."

Sydney wasn't sure if she'd heard him right. "Vaughn, we can't just leave, where would we go? I couldn't ask you to come with me anyway."

Vaughn grinned, "Syd, you'd never have to ask. I'd come whether you want me to or not. Just let me handle this." He reached for his phone.

She looked at him for a moment and then asked, "You're serious. What about Weiss? And you're injured."

Vaughn gave her a gentle push, urging her to stand up. She did so, and helped him up as well, making sure he was steady before she let go of his hand.

"Syd, go pack what you want to take with you. I'll be fine and, despite our misgivings, Weiss can take care of himself," he answered with a lop-sided grin.

She flashed him a dimpled smile before pulling him into a tight, yet careful hug. "Thank you," she whispered.

Vaughn pulled back and looked at her seriously, "Thank you."

"For what?" she asked, confused.

"For waiting," he said simply, as he placed both hands on her shoulders and gave a gentle squeeze. She smiled as he quickly kissed the tip of her nose and ushered her to get her things.

Arkhangelsk, Russia

"Wake up, Irina," the cold voice echoed off of the cement walls.

Irina's eyes opened slowly, adjusting to the harsh light. She immediately realized that she wasn't in her normal room, and momentarily wondered what was going on. She hadn't been out of her room for weeks. After she adjusted to the light, she found that she was sitting in a cold, aluminum chair. Sitting in front of her was a large, wooden table, on top of which sat a small desk lamp. The amount of light emanating from the lamp was startling, so much in fact, that it was almost blinding. She readjusted her eyes, and finally noticed the faces of her two captors for the first time. Disgusted, she reached over the table to turn off the lamp.

"I should have known," Irina remarked wryly.

A/N: I hope it explained a little about the documents. I know it might be a little confusing, but things will be better explained. It'll just take a few chapters. Constructive criticism is always welcomed and appreciated :) And please keep the reviews coming, they keep me going :P