Title: Three Little Words

Author: Chickiee-Dee

Rating: PG-13

Disclaimer: I don't own Alias or its characters.

Summary: Sequel to Secrets and Lies. "Vaughn, I'm pregnant." The three words that changed their lives. S/V.

Authors Notes: Thanks to everyone who has reviewed. I appreciate it. This next chapter is for you guys. I'm gonna keep updating this, whether people review it or not. I had planned to update earlier, but I got caught up at work, Christmas where I live is major tourist season, so everyone is really busy and I didn't have much time to write. I may not have another update for a while as I'm trying to get my life sorted out now that I've finished school, and it may take a while to get settled in my new place, wherever the hell that is…

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Chapter 11

Sydney, Vaughn, Weiss and Lauren returned from Spain a few hours later, their moods somber. They had no real leads on where Amanda might be, all they knew was she had been in Madrid recently, although they'd been too late arriving there. The four of them headed straight back to the Ops Centre, hoping that more Intel had been acquired while they were away. They were disappointed when Jack greeted them, "No word," was all he said, and an emotionally exhausted Sydney had collapsed in tears, leaning on her fiancé for support while he struggled to keep his composure. Weiss and Lauren left them alone and went off in the direction of the Break Room, presumably to get a cup of coffee. "I just don't understand it," Sydney said tearfully, "Why would they do this? She's helpless."

"We'll find her Syd, I promise, I'll bring her home, even if it's the last thing I do." They stood still for a few more minutes, before separating and heading back to their desks, intent on finding more leads on the whereabouts of their daughter.

Late the next afternoon, Sydney was dozing at her desk, not having left the Ops Centre the previous day, when her computer chimed, indicating that she had a new email message. Quickly opening it up, she scanned the contents, and quickly ran over to Vaughn, "I know where she is, quick we gotta go."

"Where?"

"Italy, in Florence. We gotta leave now." The two of them rushed off, grabbing a print out of the message as they rushed past Jack, leaving word with him that they would be leaving for Italy immediately. By the time they arrived at Dover airfield, there was a plane waiting and they boarded straight away, eager to get to their daughter, as fast as humanly possible.

When they arrived in Florence hours later, there was a car waiting at the airfield where they landed, along with a small team of Agents' whom Jack had assembled to help Sydney and Vaughn infiltrate the location where Sydney's source had informed her that Amanda was being held. They all clambered into two waiting vehicles and sped off towards an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city.

Back in Los Angeles, Kendall had just been informed that Syd and Vaughn had gone to Italy on what he deemed an 'Unsanctioned Operation.' When Jack found out, he marched promptly up to the Director, "There wasn't time to sanction it, my granddaughter's life is at risk, and if we had've waited for you and all your bureaucratic bullshit, then we would've lost her again. The so-called blame for this can be placed with me, I was the one who organised the transport and the team, don't take any of this out on my daughter or her fiancé, they've been through enough already." Jack walked away from Kendall, leaving him seething in silence, smoke blowing out his ears. Weiss noticed the Director's anger, and took a detour, around him, choosing to wait til a bit later before informing him of Derevko's latest demand.

Sydney, Vaughn and the team surrounded the large building, which appeared to be in total darkness, save for a light on the top storey, which shone dimly in the window. Avoiding the area around that window, they all kept to the shadows, tranq-ing any guards that came to close. They entered through a side entrance, and slowly made their way through the large, empty building, searching each room quickly, before making their way up a single flight of stairs.

Once on the landing, they split up into two groups, one taking the West side of the building, the other taking the East. Sydney was on the team the searched the Eastern side, Vaughn was leading the other team. Between the two groups, they covered the entire second storey, and met up near the door of what appeared to be an office. Soft light shone underneath the door, and all could hear what appeared to be lullabies playing softly, as if whoever was in that small room was trying to lull a young child into slumber. Sydney closed her eyes for a moment, trying to will the small tears back into their ducts, "She's in there," Sydney whispered, "My little girl's behind that door and the barstid who took her is there too."

"And you'll be joining her soon enough," a voice from behind them said, as Sydney felt a gun barrel against the back of her neck. She turned slightly, attempting to launch an attack, but just as she was about to throw her first punch, she heard an accented voice speak, "I wouldn't do that Bristow, if you do, your little girl…will be killed." She choked back a sob, and allowed herself to be taken by two guards. Vaughn was lead off after her, in the opposite direction, while the other members of their team were knocked unconscious. One of the guards looked towards Sark, "What should we do with them?"

"Kill them."

"Yes Sir, what about Vaughn and Bristow?"
"I can have a little fun with them first, keep them alive." The guard nodded and motioned for the others to help him move the six unconscious bodies to another part of the building. Sark cleared his throat as the bodies were being dragged away, "Yes Mr Sark," the head guard asked, "I would like you to do something else for me…"

"What would that be Mr Sark?"

"Torture them a little first, then send the pictures to the CIA."

"Yes Sir."

"That will be all." The guard followed after his men, explained Sark's demands to the others while Sark went back into the small office. He picked up the phone and dialled the number for a secure line, "We have them," he said, before hanging up and watching the sleeping form of Sydney and Vaughn's little girl, who was completely oblivious to everything that had happened and was about to happen.

A/N: I'm gonna leave it there. It's short I know, I just wanted to have somewhere to write on from. I'll try and have another chapter done soon. What did you think??? Review and let me know and until next time…:lol: Alyce :D