This is part 1 of 2, enjoy:

The doorbell rang through the Bristow Vaughn household, alarming Sydney as she woke from her nap. She looked at Francie who was snuggled up in her cot.

"Please don't wake up." Sydney whispered to herself.

She quickly got up from the rocking chair in Francie's room and made way to the front door. She opened it and gasped. In delight.

"Will! Oh my gosh how are you? I've missed you so much." Sydney squealed as she took him in her arms and squeezed him.

"Yeh, I'm good" he laughed, squeezing her back.

"I've missed you so much." She took Will by the arm and brought him in, closing the door behind him.

"Yeh, I've missed you to. Could you open the door again, please? Felicity came with me."

Sydney looked strangely at Will. "Felicity?"

Will laughed. "My wife."

Sydney gasped and quickly opened the door to the dazed and confused Felicity. "I'm so sorry, I just assumed Will came on his own and well I really am sorry." Apologised a bright red faced Sydney.

Felicity smiled. "It's ok, since we have only met once, I will forgive you. Next time though I will have to kill you."

The three of them laughed.

"So how did you find me?" asked Sydney as she beckoned them through to the living room.

"Well it was quite easy actually, I just contacted Dixon through the witness protection thing, and he gave me your address."

Sydney laughed. "Wow, that easy huh. Won't be long until all the bad guys track me down. Please, take a seat. Can I get you anything to drink?"

"A lime and soda for me Syd, I'm driving."

Sydney beamed. "And for you?"

Felicity thought for a moment. "The same, I'm working tonight so better not have anything alcoholic."

"Oh, ok. I thought you would at least stay for dinner." She said, aiming the remark at Will.

"This is just a flying visit. We thought we would come and see your new house, and plus we haven't seen you, Vaughn, Isabelle, Jack or Francie since the wedding."

"Oh ok, well I will give you a tour of the house after our drinks." Sydney walked through to the kitchen and started to make the drinks.

"So where is everyone?" Will shouted through to Sydney.

"Vaughn's got a new job, the reason we moved from the nice sunny beach, Isabelle is at her new high school and Jack is at primary school." She shouted back.

"And Francie is? You better not have sent her to a nursery." Will could hear Sydney giggle at his comment.

"No, you should know now Will that I'm a full time housewife."

Will sulked. "Yeh, gone are the good old days when you fought bad guys and saved my life from bombs and assassins. Gone are the days."

Sydney came through from the kitchen with a tray of drinks. "Yes, thank the lord those days are gone."

"So do we get to see how big Francie is now?"

"You will when I show you around but she's sleeping just now and man does she need her sleep."

Felicity started to feel left out therefore spoke. "I think it's cute how you named your 2nd and 3rd child after people that died."

Sydney and Will both went quiet, Sydney tried to smile, however found it hard to. "Well, they may be dead, but they still live on. I gave my children those names in honour of my father and best friend, not because they died."

Felicity smiled, not knowing how much Francie and Jack had meant to Sydney. "Oh, ok well it's still cute."

Sydney smiled and then stood up. "I better check on Francie actually."

She left the room and Will knew she was going to cry. "I'll quickly nip to the toilet." Will said and went up after her.

He followed her into Francie's room and closed the door behind him.

"Hey, sorry about Felicity, she sometimes acts a bit stupid, and she acts like she doesn't care but she really does."

Sydney wiped her eyes and pretended she wasn't crying. "I know, you didn't think I came in here to cry did you?"

Will walked over and put his arms around Sydney. "I miss her too." He kissed her head and they sat like that in silence for 5 minutes until the phone finally parted them.

"That will probably be Vaughn." They both stood up and Francie started to wriggle and cry a little.

"Could you get her?" she asked Will as she left the room.

"Sure." He answered to himself.

Sydney went and picked up the phone. "Hello?"

"Mrs Bristow-Vaughn?"

"Yes, talking."

"This is LAPD officer Clark Lament; it's about your daughter."

Sydney's heart started to beat faster. "What about her?"

"She was kidnapped from her school around half an hour ago by one of the teachers."

Sydney's eyes begin dribbling tears. "I'll be right down." She put the phone down and began to cry again.

"What's wrong?" asked Felicity who had heard the phone call.

Sydney couldn't answer her and went passed her to get her keys.

Will came out with a crying Francie in his arms. "Hey Syd, where you going?"

Sydney never answered him either. "Watch Francie please until either me or Vaughn gets back. Do not let her out of your sight." With those words she left the house.

"What have you said now?" Will angrily accused Felicity.

Peyton's car sped down the highway as she made her way to Katya's hideout.

Her phone started to ring and she picked up. "Peyton." She bluntly answered.

"It's Katya; I heard that things at the school didn't go to plan. Is Sydney's daughter in your possession?"

"Yes, how did you know things didn't go to plan?"

"I have an insider working with the LAPD."

Peyton laughed. "You have someone working for you everywhere don't you?"

"Just get the girl here now; you can't be late for the auction." Katya hung up.

"Yes your majesty." Peyton joked to herself.

She felt quite bad about betraying Katya; after all she had freed her from prison. But her other employer was offering her much more money for the horizon. Sark's employer was offering her eternal life, something in which she knew Katya would not give her.

Peyton looked behind and saw a car she was sure she had seen when they had left the house.

"I think we are being followed." She told William, the driver.

"Then we shall lose them." He swerved into the next street and put his foot straight down, speeding the car up. The car that was behind followed and also sped up.

"No one messes with Kelly Peyton." She said as she loaded up her gun and rolled the window down.

She fired 3 shots at the car, 2 of them missing the car by an inch, the 3rd catching the side window.

Isabelle stirred and started to come around.

Peyton fired again, however this time the car behind fired back.

"Son of a …." William suddenly lost control as the car behind smashed into the back of him. Peyton's head smacked into the front of the car as their car crashed into a lamppost. Isabelle flew forward and then back again, her head smashing into the back window. She fell down unconscious, a thousand dreams running through her head.

The car from behind stopped and a man stepped out. "Oh Miss Peyton, that was not the plan." Barry Gray, the teacher with a crush on Peyton opened the back door and pulled Isabelle out. "I always wear a bullet proof vest to school, don't you?" He dragged her away and stuck her in the back seat of his car.

Peyton, pretending to be unconscious, reached down and tightly gripped her gun. She opened the car door and crouched down, using it as cover. She pulled the gun out and fired at Gray.

Gray spun and fired back. "I bet you loved shooting me didn't you? The annoying twit who had a crush on you. Ha"

Peyton fired again. "This time I'll make sure and get you in the head."

Gray fired at the gas tank which then made the car explode, throwing him and Peyton back.

Gray shook himself and managed to quickly get back onto his feet. "Goodbye Kelly." He said to himself. He really did care about her.

He got into his car and drove off, with Isabelle in the back. His employer would be pleased.