Ever since Sydney was approached in college with an offer to join SD-6, she finally felt like she belonged somewhere. That for the very first time in her life since enrolling in college, her life had meaning. Even though everyone around her, the people she cared the most about, her parents, her friends, even some boyfriends and ex-fiance Danny, all thought she just 'worked' at a bank. They never knew the truth. Now, however; Her father knew the truth. To her, he was an enemy, and to him, she was an enemy. Sydney's thoughts went back to Casanova and how terrified he was of her and Julian. Then her mind went to what Smith had told her. "I'm sorry he's making you do this, Syd. That Sloane has turned you into this killing machine and that you'll never know the truth." The truth? What was the truth? That SD-6 wasn't really helping people, that it indeed was an enemy of the United States and that the CIA was the real deal? Or were her personal feelings towards Michael and her father getting in the way? Sydney glanced around the SD-6 office and looked at the other agents working hardly. They know they fight for a good cause, so why don't I feel that anymore? As Sydney was looking around, she saw Julian walking her way from Sloane's office. Sydney knew Julian was fighting for her. To have your boss find out that one of his own agents was romantically involved with his enemy...well, let's just say you'd be lucky if all he did was kill you.

Sydney stood up from her seat as Julian joined her. "Well," he began, "The good news is that we have the Horizon so Sloane is in a good mood. The bad news..."

"Is that I broke every single SD-6 protocol?" Sydney filled in.

Julian looked at Sydney, and touched her arm showing his support. "Sydney, you are one of the best if not the most impressive agents SD-6 could ever wish to have. There was no way you could've known that Michael Vaughn and your father worked for the CIA."

Sydney smiled painfully. "Thanks." Julian stepped away and let Sydney past him to go to Sloane. Julian watched her enter his office and his heard went out to her.

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Sydney walked into Sloane's office and the doors shut behind her themselves. "You wanted to see me, Sir?"

Sloane cupped his hands together and leaned forward. "Sit down, Sydney."

Sydney looked over at the seat in front of Sloane. "I prefer to stand, Sir."

Sloane nodded his head. "Sydney, I have known both your parents for years. Since before you were born...even thought of. I understand what betrayal feels like because like yourself, Sydney, I had no idea that Jack worked for the CIA. However; He didn't know I headed SD-6 and that you worked for me."

Sydney's mind slipped away from their conversation quickly. What if my Mother works with my Father? What if everyone is against me? My parents...as CIA agents...?

"...from what I understand however," Sloane continued. Sydney stood upright and put her focus back onto her boss. "You truly had no idea that Michael Vaughn was an agent of an enemy to the United States."

"So...?"

"So...I see no reason to take any action against you. We still have one more Rabamldi piece to collect and until then, I suggest we put this aside." Sloane said.

Sydney thought for a moment, letting the day's events sink in and Sloane's speech reach her brain. "Sir...how exactly is the CIA an enemy to the States? They are CIA, after all. I mean, how they be corrupted?"

The smile that Sloane had worn, quickly faded. He sighed softly and stood up and walked around his desk to stand in front of Sydney. "Sydney, there are ways in which our government are not who they say they are. The CIA has been corrupted by extorsion, money laundering, and weapon possessions. They say, 'To much greed can kill a man'." Sloane grabbed Sydney's hands. "Well Sydney, too much power and no excuse to use it, results in our division to clean up the mess. And that means making the so called, 'CIA', powerless."

"And, this whole thing, with Rabamldi," Sydney confirmed. "It can do that?"

Sloane smiled and nodded. "Yes...it can."

Sydney looked down at her feet and finally nodded. "Okay...I just. I guess I needed to hear that again..."

Sloane let go of Sydney's hands and nodded at once. "I understand."

Sydney forced a smile at her boss. "Thank you." Before Sloane could say anymore, Sydney walked out of the office. Sloane turned and watched her as a figure stepped out of the darkness. "She's asking too many questions," Sloane said.

Irina stepped forward and Sloane turned to her as the doors closed once more, giving them privacy. "This couldn't have come at a worse time," she said.

"Agreed." Sloane turned back and moved the blinds slightly to see Sydney talking to Lauren, Marshall and Julian. "She needs to be taken care of. She is the only one who can stop us from fulfilling Rabamldi's endgame."

"And how exactly do you propose we do that?" Irina asked

Sloane turned back to her. "There is a meeting between The Covenant and SD-6. I'll send Sydney, Julian and Lauren to retrieve the last piece from the Covenant, and you leak the Intel to the CIA. When the time comes...I want Agent Bristow terminated."

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"So you're telling me that your girlfriend was actually an SD-6 agent, and you had no idea, then when you had the chance to take her out, you didn't?" Kendall yelled.

Michael sighed and shook his head. "It's not that simple..."

"Really? Well then explain it to me!"

"Sir, with due respect..." Jack jumped in.

Kendall raised his hands. "Look, I understand you were both fooled and betrayed, but now we lost the Horizon to the enemy and I have the Director breathing down my ass about it!"

"Sir..." Nadia ran up to Kendall and handed his a file of papers.

"What is it?" he asked, taking the papers.

"We just got Intel that confirms a meet between SD-6 and the Covenant," Nadia informed them.

"Is it reliable?" Kendall asked

Nadia nodded. "We think so."

"Unless it's a trap," Jack said

"Well, I guess that's a risk you're just going to have to take," Kendall said.

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Sydney opened the door to her house and closed her eyes, leaning her head back. I need some aspirin, she thought. She threw her keys and purse on the end table and closed the door. Rubbing her neck she walked into the house and saw it a wreck. Tables were turned over, books thrown all over the place, the couch turned upside down. Sydney's eyes found the red stain on the wall, though, as if there was a deadly struggle in the house. Sydney pulled out her gun and slowly made her way into the bedroom. "Francie?" she called out. The door was partly opened so using her foot, all her senses kicked into high gear, Sydney opened the door and walked in. Sydney's heart dropped and her gun slipped out of her hands at the slight of the figure laying on the bed. It was the figure of Francie, beaten, bloody...almost unrecognizable. Sydney slowly walked over to the body and that was when her eye caught something. She turned and looked into the bathroom where the words written in blood were. 'See what you did?' Sydney's throat tightened. She knew it had to be Michael, or at least someone in the CIA. Now that they knew who she was, attacking her personally made sense. At that moment, Sydney didn't know what to do. She didn't know what to feel. She knew only one thing...

Her job