AN: I am so sorry it took me this long to update. I just started my first year of high school and it has been crazy. But, I could not get this fic off my mind, so here is the next chapter! Oh yeah, the 3's later on are to separate the chapter cause I can't do stars anymore.
LAX was as crowded as it was rumored to be. People were just flying all over thee place. It was funny, though, that security hadn't stopped him. He thought the CIA had all his aliases tagged by now. Apparently, David Webb wasn't tagged. All the better for him.
Jason Bourne walked out to the street and hailed the first taxi he found. Without thinking, he gave the address he had memorized on the plane ride there. It was a Treadstone safe house in the suburbs of Los Angeles. It would hold him while he pursued his leads to this man who had ruined his life.
Once inside the house, he set down his bag and went right to the phone. It was time to work. He dialed the number and waited patiently.
"Hello?"
"It's me. I'm in LA. You said once I was here that you would help me find the man. So, what do you know?"
"I know everything. The operative you're looking for is named Jack Bristow. Unfortunately, he's out of the country right now." Jason was angry.
"He's gone? So you lead me here for nothing?"
"Of course not, Mr. Bourne, I wouldn't do that. What you should do is go to the private airbase off the Santa Monica pier. There will be a plane landing there in 2 hours. A woman named Sydney Bristow will get off the plane, and she will be very upset."
"Wait! How is she related to Jack Bristow?"
"She's his daughter."
"Did he train her too?"
"Yes, and without her permission. She was kidnapped two years ago and forcibly trained. She resisted, though, and even tried to take down the organization. But she found out about her father and she lost it. She underwent surgery and had her memories erased."
"How could a father do that?"
"You don't know Jack Bristow. He's more complicated than he seems. But you should follow my advice. Go to the airfield. When you find her, tell her that you were trained by Projects: Christmas and Treadstone. Ask her to help you."
"With what?"
"Taking down the Covenant. Not only are they trying to get Rambaldi artifacts, they are the ones making funds for training people for Project: Treadstone. Take them down and you will get your revenge."
"What about Jack?"
"I'm taking care of him." He smiled. This could just work out.
"Just one more question. What do you have at stake in this?"
"A lot."
"Please, I want to know who I'm working with."
"What I have at stake is my family. Sydney is my daughter."
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Sydney stepped off the jet exhausted. She had tried to sleep on the plane, but couldn't. Every time she closed her eyes she saw her father standing there. Now, she was headed to the hospital to see Vaughn. After his little stint in Palermo, he needed some medical attention.
"Sydney Bristow?" A voice called into the night. She heard someone run up behind her.
"Whoever you are, I'm sorry but I really don't have time."
"Just listen, please. I was told you were who I needed to contact."
"About what?" She didn't stop walking.
"Project: Christmas and Project: Treadstone." Her feet stopped, but she didn't turn around.
"What about them?"
"I was trained by them. And I want revenge. A source told me that you would help me try to take down the Covenant." Sydney was shocked. Could this be real? It was time to face her mysterious helper. She finally turned and looked at him. When he saw her face, he went into total shock. "Julia?"
AN: I was going to stop it here, but since it's been so long, I'll give you a double chapter.
"How do you know me?"
"About a year ago, you were on a mission for your employer. They partnered me with you. We broke into a mansion in Beijing to get this scroll. You got the scroll while I carried out my real mission. I was supposed to kill the owner of the mansion. I pegged him in the neck and head and met you back at the car. It was a short relationship, but I remembered you. You had something about you that seemed different."
"I'm sorry I can't say the same..."
"I know you had your memories erased."
"How did you find all of this out?"
"I can't tell you yet. But I can tell you that my source will be meeting us soon. So, are you in?" Sydney looked at both sides. Say no and loose a chance to take down the Covenant. Say yes and probably get in even more trouble with the CIA. She knew the right answer.
"I'm in. Right now, though, I need to go visit someone."
"Sydney, I..."
"Not to turn you in. A friend of mine is in the hospital."
"Oh, okay. I have a house I'm staying in. I'll wait there."
"No, I don't trust anything right now. My father has people everywhere. Here is the address to my house. Wait there for me." She scribbled onto a piece of paper. He took it and began to walk away. "One second, you know my name and I don't know yours."
"Do you want my real name or the name they brainwashed me to believe?"
"Your real name."
"David Webb." She nodded and they both turned in their respective directions. Sydney walked to her car with one thought bouncing around in her head. 'What have I done?' She shook her head and got in. Once the engine was started, she started barreling down the road to the hospital.
She walked into his room and saw that he was awake.
"Hey." She said slightly above a whisper. He looked at her and a smile came to his face.
"Hi. How was Palermo?"
"Not good." He saw the tears brimming in her eyes and his heart began to break.
"Come here." She willingly went to his side and he wrapped his arms around her. "It's okay, Syd, I'm right here."
"Vaughn, it's my dad. He planned it all. He made another agent training program for the CIA, for adults. I was the test dummy. He took me away from here, from you. He planned it all!" Vaughn felt a searing anger begin to grow in him. About three years ago, the woman he loved had been ripped from his life and it was her father who did it. He made everyone believe that she was dead. 'That son of a bitch.'
"Sydney, I am so sorry." He stroked her hair as she lay against his shoulder. After she had cried for a while, he lifted her chin so their eyes met. "We can leave, you know, we can get out of this life. All you have to do is say the word and we can be gone." That got a smile out of Sydney.
"Thank you. You have no idea how much that means to me. And I'm starting to think that we should do it." It was Vaughn's turn to smile.
"Really?"
"Yeah. But, there's one last mission we need to do."
