Thanks for the review ... I will try to make this chapter as interestin' as possible, as for me it is kinda impossible. Lol. Anywho, here we go, and I will try to get some ... love like stuff happenin' here.

Chapter Two

Before the mission in Cairo, Vaughn and Sydney were sent to search an art gallery for some sort of secret map...or a script such as it. Posing as experts at art, Sydney and Vaughn were secretly photographing the artwork. It was sent to Marshall's computer, and it was x-rayed.By blinking, the photographs were taken, since Vaughn and Sydney placed contacts in their eyes.

"Got it!" Marshall's voice sounded excited, after finding the artwork. "No need for anymore pictures, since the computer program had worked and all...how is it there by the way?"

Sydney turned to Vaughn, smiled, and nodded. Wearing her hair in a bun, and glasses, her black skirt and jacket flew quickly in front of the guide.

"Excuse me, but it seems that we have run out of time. We are meant to be back at the office doing our report very soon. We do not wish to get our reputation in a mess - and your art gallery a bad name." She looked at her watch, convincingly.

"Uh...sure...sorry to lose track of time...er...just make your way back to the...um...entrance and make an...uh...right." The guide smiled.

Sydney and Vaughn smiled back. They began walking off.

"Marshall's got it?" Vaughn asked, in a whisper.

"Yes, he sounded...happy. But that is Marshall." Sydney smiled at the thought. They made their way out of the building and into a van. The van drove off, to the CIA office underground carpark.

Sark had found the college. But his only confusion was based on how this girl would help them uncover the box. It made no sense to him. If she was the key, how would you use her?

He walked on the path of the college, he had to enroll at the place. Sickening for him. But it was harder to recognise the girl. Supposedly he had the same timetable as her - let's hope so.

He walked to the wooden table and sat down. He rested his head on his hand, and looked around. A woman came and placed her bag and books (which included a folder) on the table. She then took a seat.

"Oh, sorry, am I intruding?" Her brown eyes were warming, and so was her smile. Her long brown hair was held back, and she had a small fringe.

Sark looked at her, and lifted his head. Maybe this is the Bristow!? He better answer... "Uh, hi. No, no, I was just...daydreaming." He forced a smile and a bit of a laugh. This really wasn't his kind of style of impressing women.

She smiled, "I'm Shannon Bristow."

Ah-huh! Bingo! Now, my work couldn't get any easier! Sark smiled, but for the reason of finding the 'key'. "Julian."

"You new here?"

"Uh...yeah, if you could say that." Sark's corners of his mouth were still raised up, in a smile.

Shannon sighed, "It is kind of nice to see new faces around here. You never know what you can get into." She rested her head on her hand, and her elbow on the table.

You're telling me! Sark just smiled. Now how am I going to get you to Cairo in two days? "Uh...you should come by somewhere I would consider a 'hang out'." Yep, it was a warehouse where Lauren would be waiting.

"Sure," Shannon smiled. "What's the address?" She got a pen and opened her folder.

This is too easy! He told her the address, and time. "You trust people, don't you?"

"Me? It depends. I guess I look at their faces, and I can tell. Or their personality. Either way, everyone deserves a chance. Whether they are good, or bad."

This sunk deep into Sark, but he didn't let it show. He looked around, and the bell rang, high pitched. Saved by the bell!

Shannon, and Sark, gathered up their things and walked to class. Shannon didn't know what was coming for her...or who Sark really was...

Jack marched into Dixon's office. Dixon stood up, alerted.

"What is wrong Jack?"

"There may be a problem."

"With what?" Dixon sounded concerned. "Sydney? Vaughn? Any of our agents?"

"Sydney, and the mission."

"Don't tell me you want Vaughn off as her partner again, Jack. This is getting ridiculous, it is hard enough finding agents who are willing-"

Jack butted in, "It's not that! It's...the key. It's Sydney's cousin."

"Cousin?" Dixon didn't understand.

"You must not tell the following information to anyone, especially Sydney!" Jack paused. "Her cousin, who is actually her sister, is the key. I do not know how it is possible, but Sydney must not find out about her sister."

"Nadia is her sister...why would she-"

"Another sister..."

"Another?" Dixon sat down, processing this information as quickly as he can, as it was being given to him at a rapid speed.

"Shannon Bristow, attends the college Sydney once did. I do not know why they didn't bump into each other. But, she is also an agent. She is in danger, from the Covenant."

"What about Sydney?"

"She must not find out right now. It will interfere with what she must accomplish. She needs her sister for Cairo, unless Sark has her already." Jack reported.

Dixon picked up his office phone.

"What are you doing?" Jack look worried.

"Calling for some agents to keep an eye on Shannon." He spoke into the phone, and organised it very quickly. "I suggest you leave now, as Sydney and Vaughn will be back anytime soon."

Jack nodded and left.

Minutes later, Dixon received a phone call. "Hello?"

"He's got her."

"Who?"

"Sark's got Shannon Bristow." The voice at the end of the phone reported.

Dixon hung up the phone. Great!

This chapter should be a bit more revealing, but lets hope the next one explores the mission of Cairo, and we enter the deserts. Anyway, I hope it is alright! Please review!! Thank you for reading! I will try to continue soon...