Thanks so much for the reviews…there is a little fluff in this chapter, but trust me its worthwhile. I wasn't going to post this until tomorrow but then I saw two people had listed this story under favorites and I was like oh how sweet, I'll update then.

Chapter Five: Take Your Fancy Prayer

Erica padded into her room yawning slightly. She thought about everything her parents told her today and much to her surprise, she was cool with it. Sure her parents had lied to her, but they were spies! That was so cool, how many other kids had parents who were spies. It also explained the random business trip and the fact that her parents insisted she take gymnastics, kickboxing and a plethora of languages. And this stupid sect. She was confident her parents could take of them. From what she had been told, her parents seem like the crème de la crème.

Erica pulled the covers lightly over her body and looked to the closet. She could have sworn she had heard someone muttering something. Trying to quell her inbred spy instincts, Erica flipped over to her side, facing away from the closet. She began to drift into a light sleep and was awoken be a sweet smelling cloth covering her nose and mouth. Blackness threatened her vision as she turned over to face her assailant. All she saw was blonde hair and light eyes before she passed out.

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Sydney sat at the vanity, pulling a brush through her hair.

"She took it rather well."

"Mmmm—hmmmm" her husband answered.

Sydney turned to face Vaughn who was reclined on the bed reading a magazine.

"The sect is bound to make a move soon; the Intel I found proves that they are ready to set their plan in action."

"We should call your mother."

"Michael, I think it is best we leave her out of this, she is older now."

"Syd, she's going to want revenge for your father's death, this will be the final piece for her. I don't want to piss her off by not including her. She's also stubborn so she would follow us anyway. I don't want a stubborn, pissed off, Derevko woman following us, I already have to deal with you and Erica who take after her and—oww!"

Vaughn was interrupted as Sydney's brush went flying through the air and hit him on the leg.

"What was that for?"

Sydney didn't answer. She walked over to the bed and sat on her husbands lap. Leaning forward she kissed her husband passionately, before pushing him back against the bed. She reached up and flicked of the light before rolling over Vaughn to her side of the bed

"Goodnight"

Sydney said before wrapping her self in blankets and turning her back on her stunned husband.

"Oh no you don't" Vaughn gasped.

He grabbed Sydney and rolled her on her back. Slowly he began to kiss her, their tongues gently caressing. Vaughn reached behind Sydney to take off her shirt when his phone began to ring like crazy.

Sighing angrily, Vaughn rolled off Sydney and grabbed at his phone, yelling roughly into it.

"This better be good."

"Good evening to you, dear brother."

"Sark"

"Yes that is still my name."

"What do you want?"

"The sect has your daughter."

"What? How?"

"I just slipped into her room and took her, nice bedspread she has by the way."

"You're lying"

"I'm afraid not, go check."

Vaughn raced out of the room followed by Sydney.

"What's wrong Michael? Who's on the ph—O God where's Erica"

They had arrived at Erica's empty room. The window was opened and the bed sheets were strewn around the room. Vaughn wrapped a hand around Sydney's waist. She looked like she was going to collapse, all the color had drained from her face.

"Are you still there Sark?"

"Yes"

"What do you want? How can we get her back?"

"See brother, the sect doesn't even want me to contact you, but I saw something that I could get personal gain from so I seized the opportunity."

"What do you want?"

"It's nothing much, very insignificant when compared to your daughter."

"What is it Sark"

"Your wife's wedding ring"

"What?"

"You heard me, I want Sydney's wedding ring."

"Fine. Where and when can we get Erica?"

"The sect wants her at the same castle were they were holding you and Sydney, where Jack died. Bring the wedding ring to the château de Preuet in two days. I will then take you to Erica."

"You better not be playing us Sark, we better get our daughter out of this deal, unless Sydney and I will both kill you."

"My dear brother, of course. I will keep her safe until then."

Vaughn hung up the phone and looked at Sydney. She was crying. He lightly pulled her into his chest and told her the story and what was happening. After he was done she looked up at him and took of her wedding ring.

"You can get me a new one"

"I will baby"

"I guess it's time to call Mom"

Yes I do love Irina…next chapter: Erica shows exactly how great it is to have Syd and Vaughn as your parents!