Disclaimer: I do not own ALIAS, the Catholic Church, the Anglican Church, or the Russian Orthodox Church. I do, however, own Catherine and would appreciate a heads up if you are going to steal her... (Although, why would you?)

"That was a real brilliant career move, Reed." Catherine scoffed, slamming her gun down on one of the hard metal tables.

"For some reason, I don't think she cares." Sark commented, leaning against the far wall.

"And for some reason, I don't think you should be talking right now." Catherine snapped.

"I'm sure he'll take that under advisement." Lauren remarked, turning to face Catherine.

"Thanks for your input." Catherine sarcastically replied.

"Look, the disc was corrupted anyway, so why does it matter if the CIA has it?" Sark asked. "Last time I checked, the objective of this side mission was to let them have the disc."

"Side mission? You're on a SIDE MISSION?!" Lauren hysterically yelled.

"Um, yeah?" Sark meekly replied.

"You're on a bloody side mission and you're CHEWING ME OUT?! Damn you! Damn you to BLOODY CATHOLIC HELL!" Lauren exclaimed.

"I'm Russian Orthodox; I don't care about your bloody Anglican hell." Catherine replied.

"I said Catholic, not Anglican." Lauren corrected.

"But... England isn't Catholic." Sark interrupted.

"Do I look like I give a damn?" Lauren asked, whirling around to face him.

"No, but, you should. The only way you're going to win an argument against Catherine is if you have all of your facts and then some straight. One minor slip-up and, BAM!, you lose." Sark replied.

"Shut up" Catherine and Lauren ordered simultaneously.

"Love you, too." Sark muttered, heading off down the corridor.

"So, if this is a side mission, what's the real one?" Lauren asked once Sark was gone.

"We're working with a group of aliens in Sector 47, the Manioc's. The Covenant intercepted some Area 51 communications from a very hostile extraterrestrial species. The only thing that would stop them from attacking and destroying the planet is the delivery of a particular human. Of course, the U.S. government didn't believe the aliens, so, Cole made the call and sent us to procure this individual." Catherine explained.

"The individual being Sydney Bristow. But, why would we step in and not send the world to its immediate doom?" Lauren asked.

"Stupid question. Do you have a desire to die at the hands of some preventable force?" Catherine questioned.

"No... and neither does Cole." Lauren replied. "Now that you've explained Bristow's kidnapping, what about this whole get up with a floppy?"

"The CIA is naturally going to try and find their best field agent. So, we had to try and throw them off." Catherine told her.

"Does Sark know?" Lauren asked.

"Know what?" Catherine questioned. "Does he know the mission details? No. Does he know about the Maniocs? No. Do I really care? No."

"Nice to know you give out as much information as possible." Lauren muttered.

"Sark is on a need to know basis. He doesn't need to know all of this." Catherine replied.

"And me?" Lauren asked.

"You're out of the picture." Catherine smirked, pulling out a hidden gun and shooting the other woman in the head.

"Horrible way to die" Sark commented.

"Come, love. We have to get out of here before the CIA comes back full force." Catherine told him.

"As you wish, my dear, as you wish." Sark replied.