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AUTHOR'S NOTE: This chapter is a little longer so I hope you enjoy it. This fan fic's timeline is set just after the Season 2 Finale. Please review or I won't write. Thanks to Nicole (Seth's Girl) for doing some awsome editing :)

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Chapter Four

Sydney sleepily walked into the SD-6 Conference room where Sloane was waiting for all his agents to arrive. She took her usual seat in between her father and Dixon, her partner. Sadly, Dixon didn't know about the lie he was being tricked into believing and Sydney could do nothing to tell him. Not yet, anyway.

"Morning Sydney," smiled Sloane, Sydney smiled back as she settled herself into the comfy leather chairs. "Good morning Sloane. Dad, Dixon." She looked around. The room's walls were made from glass, with black blinds closed all around them secretively. Doors to Sydney's right opened and a short, frazzled looking man walked in. Sydney smiled at him warmly, "Hey Marshall!"

Marshall was SD-6's op-tech man and personally, Sydney felt he was one of the only reasons she continued to work for Sloane.

"Hi everyone, Sydney." He nodded at her in return as he sat down across from her, putting a stylish bag and necklace in front of him. He turned expectantly to his idol, his boss, Mr. Sloane.

"Nice tie Mr. Sloane. Oh, wait, now I remember, I gave it to you for your birthday! Do you like it? Oh, you must, seeing as your there … and wearing it … looks great with your complexion by the way." He said this all so quickly; he had to take one large gulp of air afterwards.

"Yes, hello Marshall." Sloane said, embarrassingly. He quickly recovered and said, looking around, "We have just received Intel that a former SD-6 Agent named Roger Langston has bought a painting, which has a Rambaldi Manuel Script on the back, for 80 million dollars. We believe that the Rambaldi Script will help uncover Sydney's missing two years and also provide us with some additional information to that we have already recovered of the amazing Rambaldi."

Sydney listens to Sloane in shock. This is it. I'm going to learn about my past, thinks Sydney.

Sloane clicked a button and a picture presumably of Mr Langston appeared on the large TV screens in front of them.

"Sydney you will be going in as a reporter for a magazine, your job is to steal the Rambaldi Script and bring it safely here. Your flight leaves in an hour." Sloane informed her as he handed her a package full of extra information for her mission.

"Great." Sydney said bitterly.

"Marshall will be accompanying you, Sydney. The Art Galleries security system is quite unique, so it will be best to have our op-tech man with you on this mission."

"What?" Marshall said looking around, as if looking for another op-tech man. "Me? Fly? Remember last time, Sydney? On the plane? Marshall and flying do not go together, no way." He exaggerated the 'no', giving it a few more syllables than it needed.

Sloane gave him a stern look.

"In an hour? I'll go pack." Marshall said weakly.

Sydney grinned; maybe with Marshall it won't be so horrible.

She stood up and met Marshall at the door. "Sydney," he said urgently. "I'm so sorry but I lost your jacket with the parachute imbedded in it, you know, that I had last time? I don't think I am going to have enough time to make another one for you …"

Sydney patted his shoulder thoughtfully, "Marshall, have you been watching Lost again?"

Sydney quickly rushed home with Marshall.

"Nice house, Sydney." He said, poking around the place.

"Thankyou!" she said. She opened up her wardrobe. "Now, let's get this disguise together. Marshall, I'll be ready in a second."

"Ok, cool. I'll just wait outside. Away from where you are getting changed. Maybe watch some TV. Sit, try to relax. Not think about flying."

"Calm down Marshall, we'll be fine."

"Sure. Sure we will." Marshall said slowly, not sounding very convinced. He turned around, heading to the living room.

Sydney shut the door, smiling after him. Marshall was so … crazy.