Disclaimer: Charmed is not mine, Alias is not mine. Let's see, what else is not mine…the car I drive…the computer I used to type this…I've got to find a job. Then may be I'll have something to my name. But Charmed and Alias will still never be mine.

"The CIA? What the hell does the CIA was with us?!?" Piper demanded, shooting to her feet.

Sydney glanced at Vaughn.

"We're not at liberty to state our position at the moments," Sydney said apologetically. She certainly wasn't going to say The Director thinks you're witches…

Piper might as well have snarled when the phone rang in the kitchen.

"You don't move!" she ordered in Sydney and Vaughn's general direction. "Hello?" she said a moment later, trying to tone her voice down to mildly miffed from pissed off and scared.

"Ms. Haliwail? This is Dr. Becker. I have the results from your blood test last week."

"And?" Piper tried to sound properly anxious, but all she managed was impatient. Her trip to the hospital had been the result of a demon attack, and Leo had healed her as soon as she'd been released.

"Good news. The test shows no lingering ill effects. I did notice something interesting, though. To your knowledge, are you related to a Pamela Wright?"

"No."

"Hmm. Well, I would have guessed she was a close blood relative. Merely a fluke, I guess. I'm certainly no expert on relation analysis."

To Piper's annoyance, the woman hung up before she could question her further. She stormed back into the living room, which had remained deathly quiet since she'd left.

Just as Piper sat down on the couch between her sisters, brilliant white-blue lights danced and swirled behind them. Sydney and Vaughn gaped, transfixed by the spectacle. A sound much like a whimper escaped Sydney's throat when a man appeared from the lights.

Piper leapt up, furious again.

"Leo, didn't you sense them?!?" she demanded, not even bothering to freeze them. "Oh, hell," she muttered. To Sydney and Vaughn, she added, "You move, I'll just freeze you."

"Honey, I'm sorry," Leo said, looking slightly panicked.

Even amid sensory overload, Sydney noticed Paige and Phoebe kept quiet, not jumping in between Piper and Leo.

"Should I try memory dust? How much do they know?" Leo asked, glancing at Sydney and Vaughn.

Finally finding it more than they were prepared to handle, Sydney and Vaughn fled. A nod, and Leo orbed out to watch them to prevent further damage to the magical world.

The attic, not for the first time, felt like it was closing in on her. Piper thumbed through the Book of Shadows--which she knew would hold no answers, as their problems were mortal--and listened to her sisters argue.

"They can't be allowed to run around with knowledge like this!" Phoebe snapped.

"If there is one thing I've learned since becoming a witch, it's that stuff like this happens for a reason," Paige argued. "I can't believe there's not a supernatural reason for Michael Vaughn appearing now!"

"What if he's our innocent? Knowledge like this could just as soon get him locked up as it could reveal us as witches!"

"What if he's our only link to our innocent?" Paige countered.

"Leo!" Piper yelled, struck by a sudden inspiration spawned by her sisters' arguing. "LEO!"

Lights danced again, and Leo appeared.

"What? Piper, I'm going to lose them if we're not careful," Leo warned.

"I got a call from my doctor earlier," Piper said, ignoring Leo's protest. She explained what Dr. Becker had said. "I think we should look at this. It may be an important connection to Michael Vaughn."

Leo nodded.

"I'll…"

"Wait. Why didn't you tell us about this, Piper?" Phoebe demanded.

"I don't know, we kinda had a situation at the time," Piper reminded sarcastically.

"I'll check with the Elders," Leo said, orbing up quickly lest he be forced to choose sides.

"Paige, can you find the agents?" Piper asked.

"I might be able to track them through Leo," Paige replied.

"Try it."

A swirl of lights, and Paige was gone.

Piper snatched up the Book of Shadows to take it downstairs and charged out, Phoebe following and hoping Piper's mood was not going to result in an attack-your-sister session.

Sydney and Vaughn snuck into Sydney's hotel room, having already contacted Jack and Weiss to assure them they were fine, despite the lack of audio feed the other agents had expected. Both dropping onto the edge of the bed, Sydney and Vaughn tried to absorb what they'd just experienced.

"When we first got there," Sydney began. "They did something to us. The middle sister, Phoebe…maybe she did something."

"The guy, Leo. He appeared out of thin air. He wasn't in the file," Vaughn said.

"Do you think the one--Piper--do you think she froze us, like she said she could?" Sydney asked.

"If she did, she couldn't do that when I knew her. Piper was just a kid, and she loved to play tricks. If she could have frozen me, she would have."

"But you think it was real."

"I think so," Vaughn said in amazement.

"Scary thing is, I do too. Do we tell Dad and Weiss? They'll think we're bewitched," Sydney cracked.

"Not funny. And I say we keep this to ourselves. Jack has enough reasons to hate me, let's not help him add 'mental basket case' to his list."

"We tell them it was an uneventful meeting, then. Good thing we ditched the mikes," Sydney commented. She hadn't liked the idea that her father had felt the need to keep tabs on her, anyway.

Vaughn glanced around for the dozenth time since entering the room.

"What?" Sydney asked.

"Nothing, I guess. I've just felt like someone was watching me ever since we left that house. Something changed, though. Like whoever was watching is gone now."

You think that was good? Wait till the next chapter. Syd and Vaughn are about to have their hands full…hehehe…