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Author's note: Okay this is kind of just to wrap this up. This was my first attempt at a fan-fic and I have learnt a few things from it that will hopefully help with any future attempts. I would like to thank everyone who has reviewed and if anybody else has any advice on how to improve future efforts please let me know

Dublin. Ireland

She didn't look up when someone slide into the booth opposite her. She was expecting her; She casually folded her newspaper before meeting the other woman's amused gaze.

"Sydney" Her mother said with a casual smile, and then taking in her now blonde hair she added. "Or is it Julia again".

Sydney pushed the newspaper away from her and smirked her mother really did have a vicious streak. "It's still Sydney" She commented dryly. "What is it you want, mom" The last word left her lips like an insult.

She grimaced as she took a sip from her long since cold coffee.

"Your father was a good man, Sydney" Irina's eyes met her own only briefly but Sydney saw the grief there.

"He was tired of this life we lead, He wanted to get out, I was helping him" There was sadness in her mothers voice a sign that she was after all human.

"He may have done a lot of things in his life but he was a good man, I just wanted you to know" Irina stood abruptly.

"I know" Was all she could think to say a lump forming in her throat.

Her mother left without even the briefest glance behind her and Sydney somehow knew for all her mothers' cold-hearted nature she had tears in her eyes.

Okay so quite a dull little chapter but wasn't sure how to wrap this up, was going to have Irina tell Sydney that she would regard her as any enemy if she ever saw her again, because she killed sark but Irina Is to smart to lose Syd as an asset. Plus I kind of like the idea that despite every evil little thing she has done, she still loved jack in her twisted way.

Thanks Raven