For the past three hours, Weiss had sat opened mouthed as he listened to Sydney talk about what had happened to her for the past seven years.

Sydney Bristow, the sweet and innocent young high school student who had become his friend and the love of his best friend's life, was a spy.  And not even for the good guys.

Sydney had been recruited by an agency called SD-6, or cell 6 of Section Disparue-the section that has 'disappeared".  They pose as a black-ops division of the CIA, telling their employees they are serving their country.  When in fact they are helping the enemy, a terrorist group known as The Alliance. 

Sydney had just recently learned the truth and was determined to take down SD-6.  She had been engaged Danny Hecht, her boyfriend before Vaughn (which was a story all its own) when she told him the truth.  SD-6 found out and had him killed.  Sydney had then refused to come back to work and Sd-6, believing that she was rouge, tried to have her killed. 

Sydney's MIA father then came to her rescue and told her the truth about SD-6, about her boss Arvin Sloane and about how he also worked for SD-6.  Sydney then taken her best friend's sister's passport and secretly went to recover a machine her boss, Arvin Sloane wanted, to earn back his trust, getting herself tortured in the process.

She had then requested time off and came to the CIA headquarters in LA to turn herself in and offer her services as a double agent.

"Wow."  Breathed Weiss.

Sydney tried to smile, but failed as her mouth hurt too much.

"You've been busy."  Weiss flipped through the legal pad weighted down with her statements, even though he already knew it off by heart.

"I guess."  Sydney sighed.  "What about you?  CIA was no where near what I expected."

"Hey!"  Weiss looked offended.  "I'll have you know I am a faithful civil servant for a very low wage."

They both laughed, ignoring Weiss's accidental comment of 'faithful civil servant' as a reference to Sydney's job.  Just as the two clamed down there was a knock on the door and to Sydney's complete surprise, Vaughn poked his head in.

"Hey Eric, sorry to interrupt but Devlin said I could intervene since we were supposed to go for…" He stopped dead and walked into the room fully as he saw Sydney.  His mouth dropped open and his eyes were full of surprise.  "Syd?"  He whispered.

Flashback

"I can never forgive you for this Michael."  Vaughn cringed as Sydney said his name.  Tears were running down her face as she got worked up.

"Syd, baby, I…"

"Don't Vaughn, this time you've gone to far.  I trusted you and you betrayed me."

"Sydney if you would let me explain…"

"No Michael."  Sydney let her guard down and she seemed so small and venerable to Vaughn.  "It's over."  With that Sydney turned and walked away, forever.

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"Vaughn?"  Sydney gasped in surprise.  She started to breath heavily and jumped up.  "I…I have to go."  She pushed past Vaughn and hurried out into the corridor.  Before she could get very far, two guards clotheslined her and Sydney slammed into the floor.

She groaned and rubbed her head.  Weiss and Vaughn, who had come out of the conference room, watched in shock as Sydney slowly pulled herself to her feet and face the guards. 

One now had a teazer rod and one a Billy club.  Both moved towards Sydney warily.  But before either knew what had happened, Sydney had them both on their backs and was running down the hallway.  Weiss and Vaughn ran after her but stopped as they saw her frozen in the middle of the main room, surrounded by people.  They pushed their way to the front of the circle to see Jack and Sydney Bristow facing it off.

"Why didn't you tell me?"  Asked Jack.  Usually he would have ushered Sydney into a private room to talk, but this time seemed to be an exception.

"Tell you what?  I wanted to stop living a lie and fight for the good side.  All these years you've known, but you've never extracted me."  Sydney was seething with anger.  Her body was practically shaking.

"I couldn't at the time.  I didn't even know.  Sloane had you recruited without my knowledge.  Sydney, if I had known…"

"You would have what?"  Sydney glared at her father.  "Asked Sloane to fire me and leave me alone, so I would never know what a terrible person you really are?" 

Before Jack could answer, Devlin made his way into the crowd.  "Ms. Bristow.  If you could please follow me to my office, Agent Weiss you as well."  As he passed Jack, he talked quietly.  "We'll talk later."

"Eric."  Vaughn grabbed Weiss's arm before he followed the other two.  The crowd had slowly begun to dissipate.  "Talk to me after?"

"Yeah, of course."  Weiss smiled grimly and turned, leaving a very confused Vaughn all by himself.

"Now, Ms. Bristow."  Devlin walked around his desk and sat down.  Sydney reluctantly sat across from him and Weiss sat beside her.  "Although we are just beginning to confirm your rather long, but excellent statement.  I would like to personally inform you that we have a spot open for you here in the agency.   In fact, I would be very disappointed if you decided to with draw your offer."

"I will take down SD-6, with or without the help of the CIA."  Sydney's jaw was set.  Devlin silently remarked to himself how similar the Bristow's seemed to be.

"Excellent.  Exactly what I wanted to hear."  Devlin picked up a folder he had brought with him.  "Your father is as you know our other double agent within SD-6."

"Yes."

"You will have to work with him from time to time."

"I know.  Business is business."

"Yes, well."  Devlin sighed.  "You will report to a handler.  You will make a drop consisting of a plain brown paper bag, writing the missions you receive on it and dropping it at a prearranged point.  The rest your handler will inform you of.

"You will receive a secure cell phone from the CIA, along with other things to be later discussed.  Now, about your handler.  It is clear that you and Agent Weiss have some sort of connection, but is it possible for the two of you to work together?"

"Yes."

"Yes."

"Good."  Devlin stood and walked over to Sydney, who stood as well.  He held out his hand, and they grasped hands.  "Welcome to the real CIA."