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Summary: What if things had gone differently? Irina had not only disappeared but so had a seven year old Sydney, Jack thinks that they are both dead. Irina, now holds control of her own organisation, the IASydney works for her and things are about to get alot stranger as identities are unfolding and secrets revealed...
Alias Fanfiction - Mistaken Identity
By Digistorm
Chapter Two – Closer by the second
LOS ANGELES, CIA OFFICE
He had never taken the picture off of his desk, not in years. It brought him happiness most of the time to remember them, and then sometimes it would bring him sadness; but that was better than nothing. His wife and his child were lost forever, taken from him unfairly. They had perished in a fatal car crash, the car had plummeted into a river, they had both drowned to death. For six months he had been MIA, he was furious with the world. He went to Alaska, to clear his head. Not wanting to be reminded of his family, but then he missed it. He returned home, to his families home, now empty just filled with their essences. Their taste in dress, their taste in music, their taste in decorating. All still their the only thing missing was what kept it all alive, the people. His wife and daughter; gone forever and never to return.
"Jack, we got a debrief, come on." Agent Manson tapped him on the shoulder. David Manson was one of his oldest friends, he had often come around to the house for dinner before…
"Yeah, I'll be right there." He offered with a weak smile. Today was the sixteenth anniversary of his wife and daughter's death. Sixteen years ago to the day they had breathed their final breath, said their final word and sang their final song. He got up from his pit, that was known as his office and dragged himself to the briefing room.
Sydney sat at her desk in her office in London, she was waiting for the call of confirmation from her mother. Her mother, Irina Derevko, had travelled to Los Angeles to set up an office where her organisation could work out of securely. Sydney was unsure of this, as much as she enjoyed the thrill of her job she did not want to be caught and she would be far too close to the CIA and her father than she ever wanted.
"Hello?" She picked up her phone.
"Julia, its me, I've got the 'parcel', you shall intercept it tonight immediately. We already disclosed the information. Goodnight and be careful." Irina told her. Sydney replied the same and disconnected. As she did her computer beeped and flashed with bright bold letters.
'Trace started, connected…. Recorded…disconnected trace terminated.' 'Great,' Sydney thought to herself. That was all she needed, lucky they had agreed on a code and not spoken of the truth.
Sloane sat at his place in the CIA debriefing room wondering how his oldest friend was doing. On the outside Jack looked as strong as ever but Arvin knew deep down underneath the shell the invincible Jack Bristow was feeling the weight of the day on his shoulders.
"Good morning team I am Director Devlan as all of you should know apart. Today joining us we have some Agent from MI6 in London, they are here to help on a matter that we now share. Well lets get started." He took a quick sip of coffee and started. Arvin knew it was never good when they had visitors. "Ok, this morning we traced a call from Los Angeles, to this woman. As of yet this is the best and only photograph we have of her." Devlan explained showing them a picture of the back of a blond woman's head. "All we know of this woman is that she is highly skilled and dangerous and goes by the alias: The associate. We assume she works for The IA, the intelligence Association. This fast growing agency, is believed to be a threat to this country. They deal in espionage and weapons. As of yet we have very little intel on them. We do know they are led by 'the man'. We have made the assumption that this is 'the man', his name is Mackenas Cole." Devlan, pointed to the visitors to speak.
"Well hi my name is Agent Redman. We have been trying to uncover information on the IA for several months now. They have an office somewhere in London, its exact location is unknown. They are dangerous, and are a threat. This call that we were able to trace and record, was made from an unknown source here in LA, we think that they are setting up shop here in Los Angeles, they are once again expanding." She paused to make sure everyone understood. "This woman is our top priority, not recovering the man but to find out her identity. She is a high ranking officer and knows many secrets. It is imperative that we find out who she is. That is our target." She ended the meeting there. All Sloane could think about was the agent MI6 had placed with him, Agent Julian Sark. He was merely twenty two years old and he was almost a senior officer to him, it made him almost hate his job.
"Hello, I believe we have not yet been introduced properly, I am Julian Sark." Sark said with a ruthless smile, he was terribly young.
To be continued...
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