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Vaughn knew he should tell Sydney about everything but as he saw her lying barely conscious in the ambulance, he couldn't bring himself to do it.

Rachel came up behind Vaughn and tapped his shoulder, making herself known. "Hey, how she doing?"

Vaughn turned to face her and done is sad smile. "She'll pull through. She's not too bad."

Rachel nodded and smiled. "Good"

"Agent Gibson." Rachel turned to her name and saw an officer was calling her. "Tell her I was asking for her."

Vaughn nodded in appreciation and looked on as she left.

He bowed his head and shook it, quietly whispering under his breath "Don't do this to me Sydney; I've already lost you once."

He raised his head and looked at the faint Sydney. He wiped a tear from the side of his eye and waved over at her. She didn't even notice and closed her eyes, letting her fall into a deep sleep.

"Vaughn" He heard his name and turned. "Weiss"

He hadn't seen or told Weiss about the fake death and he could see the complete shock on his face. "I can explain."

Weiss walked up and grabbed him. "Don't explain a thing; I'm just glad it was a set up."

Vaughn smiled and hugged back. They let go of each other and Vaughn could see his eyes swelling up. "Man I thought you were dead."

"I would have been if Sydney and Jack hadn't faked my death."

"Well you could have told me since I'm like your best friend or is Jack your new best bud."

Vaughn laughed and then stopped as he saw the look on Weiss's face.

"And how are you Mr Bristow?"Weiss asked.

Jack's stern face showed no emotion and he took Vaughn to the side, leaving Weiss rosy red. "It's been cleared, the location is in Egypt. I'm sending Dixon and Rachel to head the team."

"No, I'm going as well. I want Sloane and Irina to pay for what they've done to Sydney."

"Don't we all. No you are staying here and helping Weiss clean up. I also need you to keep a close eye on Sydney for me."

"Why where are you going?"

Jack was silent for around 10 seconds and then replied. "I'm going with Katya and Mckenas."

"No way. You need someone else with you. We can't trust either of them and what if they're in on it?"

"They won't be. It would be too much of a risk to tell me."

"No it wouldn't. They need the man power that's why they told you. When in Egypt they could easily double cross you."

Jack walked off however felt a tight grip on his shoulder making him stop. "I've made my decision Michael." He shook Vaughn off and walked over to his daughter.

"What was all that about?" Vaughn ignored Weiss's question and asked him one. "Can you get a jet for me? I need to get to Egypt, and fast."

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"Oh my…" Peyton was interrupted again as the man's voice boomed out again.

"Welcome travellers. I am Rambaldi, the greatest inventor alive. Now I believe you have come for eternal life."

The four of them stood like zombies as they stared at the man they had been chasing for years.

"So this is the great Rambaldi eh?" Peyton remarked.

"Yes, I am…" Rambaldi stopped and looked at Irina. "Ah, the chosen one. But where is the passenger?"

Irina wasn't sure who the passenger was and didn't know she was the chosen one until now which made her happy as she knew now she had a chance of getting the eternal life.

"How do you know I am the chosen one and who is the passenger?"

Rambaldi laughed. "Well I chose you myself. Don't you remember when you were a little girl? I was a friend of your parents and when they introduced me to you and your sisters, I decided to choose 2 of you to get the chance to have eternal life. After all me being immortal and alone, is quite boring."

Sloane now saw everything fall into place. A man creates eternal life, lives forever however gets lonely. He makes friends; they die therefore he makes more until he finds someone who he can share his loneliness with. He thenchooses 2 little girls and creates clues to where he stays and for his own entertainment, makes them hunt for him and then fight for the one bit of potion left. This was all a game to him.

"Excuse me Milo, we four have travelled and followed you for many years now and the fact that only one person can get eternal life is unfair don't you think?"

Rambaldi walked towards Sloane, his sandals kicking up small sandstorms. Rambaldi looked around 50 and wore shabby clothes and had a grey beard, he almost looked like Jesus.

"No I do not. It is my game and my rules. I am sorry Mr Sloane that you have wasted your life on me but that are the rules."

"How do you know my name?" Sloane asked.

"Oh of course, I forgot to introduce my good friend, although I believe you have already met."

Sloane turned to a door that creaked open. He recognised her straight away and wondered how she was still alive and came to be down here.

Sark also recognised her and was in total shock.

"Allison" He muttered under his breath.