Sydney and all the other vital CIA agents watched as Dixon and the psychologist attempted to question the little girl. So far they weren't able to get anything out of her except her name. She said her name was Ophelia.

Ophelia.

Sydney had always dreamed of naming her child that. She loved that name. It was a name that every single one of the baby dolls she played with when she was younger was named.

She swallowed the lump in her throat that was now beginning to form. The little girl who claimed to be hers could in fact be her daughter. The thought of having a child of her own and that the beautiful little girl being questioned was hers made her lightheaded. She grabbed a chair for support as her mind went into a tailspin.

"You shouldn't worry." her father assured her as he appeared by her side.

"Easy for you to say." she responded as she ran her fingers through her hair.

"Sark could have put her up to this." Lauren commented as she folded her arms.

Sydney winced in annoyance at Lauren's voice. Her cheesy accent irritated her every time she heard it.

"If Sark put her up to it, she would have said so by now." she answered.

"Who knows?" Lauren continued. "You never know what a two year old could do."

"Obviously you don't." Sydney muttered under her breath.

"What was that?" Lauren asked, hearing Sydney's comment.

"I said obviously you don't know what a two year old can do. Quit the act, Lauren, you're a CIA agent.. Liaison.. whatever the hell you are.. my point is, you're not a pediatrician so stop trying to act like one."

"Okay, that is enough from the both of you!" Vaughn finally interjected. "Can we just go at least an hour without hearing the two of you argue over something?"

Sydney sighed and walked away from Lauren and Vaughn. Hearing him stand up for Lauren made her nauseous. A lot of things were starting to make her nauseous; especially the fact life was nowhere near where it used to be before she disappeared. Everyone acted as if nothing had changed and as if she had been there for the past two years. Too many things were going on at one time and she didn't know how much more she could take.

She got to the point where she was barely functioning. She went through her days like a robot, and then would go home and stare into the darkness. She couldn't fall asleep although she was always tired. She couldn't even cry or scream even though at often times she wanted to. She felt like she was in a hole that she couldn't dig herself out of.

"Hey, quit sulking over there." Weiss ordered as he stood next to her.

"It's a little tempting with my situation." she responded.

"Syd, I hate seeing you like this." he sighed sympathetically.

"I do too." she admitted as she looked up at him.

"Then look on the bright side," he began, "you always have the pure satisfaction of kicking someone's ass during an assignment."

Sydney let out a small laugh as the forgotten dimple on her cheek suddenly appeared.

"There's that smile that I love." he winked.

Before Sydney could say anything else, Dixon came out of the room.

"Have you found anything?" Jack asked.

"No." Dixon shook his head. "She can't really tell us that much. All we know is that her name is Ophelia."

Sydney looked down to the ground, still shaken up by her name.

"She wants to see you." he continued as he turned to look at Sydney.

Sydney slowly looked up as she saw all eyes were on her. She lethargically shuffled her feet and made her way into the interrogation room.

Instead of making it like a normal interrogation room that they used for normal prisoners, Dixon had ordered for them to supply toys and other things so that Ophelia wouldn't be frightened.

Sydney smiled and sat down in a beanbag chair next to Ophelia who was playing with a doll.

"Hi, Ophelia." she finally said.

"Hi." Ophelia grinned brightly.

Sydney looked helplessly from Ophelia to the door. "Um.. I used to have a doll like that."

Ophelia continued to play with her doll.

"Guess what her name was?" Sydney asked.

"What?"

"Ophelia." she answered.

"These interrogations aren't getting us very far." Dixon commented in dissatisfaction. "I want a DNA test done on her right now to find out who her parents are."

"She says her mother is Sydney." Vaughn replied.

"Well it's time we find out the truth."

Vaughn nodded and turned to look at Sydney and Ophelia. He had a feeling that Sydney was the mother and a vibe that he was somehow involved.

Note from the author:

Thank you all for your reviews. They are really appreciated. I took into mind what most of you said. This is my first Alias story so you have to mind me. Keep the reviews coming and I'll keep the chapters coming. Thanks =)