Sydney stood just outside the train station and sighed. She looked as people passed her going about their normal day as if nothing was happening and nothing was changing. Sydney wished she could a normal right about now. Not having her friends kidnapped and held for ransom. They still had no idea where Will and Francie were and she wasn't sure if they would be able to find Marshall in time. Their only hope right now was… "Lauren."
Sydney smiled when she saw her friends' familiar face. Lauren walked up to her and smiled.
"Did you get anything?" Sydney asked her.
Lauren nodded. "They have Marshall in Berlin at a meat packing facility. From what I've gathered, he won't be harmed as long as the CIA hands over a Rabamldi artifact."
"Which is?"
Lauren hands Sydney an envelope. Sydney curiously takes out the piece of paper inside and sees the picture of the artifact. "They just sent that out to the CIA an hour ago," Lauren explained.
"Will Sloane be there?"
Lauren shrugged. "Probably. I don't see why not."
"Okay…thank you Lauren."
"Uh, Sydney. Do you mind explaining to me what the hell is going on?"
Sydney beings to walk away and turns back to Lauren. "I can't right now, but I promise you I will when this is all over."
Lauren sighed and watches Sydney walk away, hoping for the best.
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"Okay," Kendall said. "Now we know where Marshall Flinkman is being held, and we can assume that Arvin Sloane will be somewhere in the area. We also hope that his mystery woman, Derevko, will be alongside of him so we can take them both down."
"The objective," Jack began. "Is to free Marshall and bring him back here safe and in one piece. The second and third objective, if possible, is to capture Sloane and Derevko. If you can't do that, then we have authority to dispose of them."
Sydney shook her head in disgust listening to her father. The way he would talk about his wife. Sydney understood that Irina had betrayed them all, but Jack took it far more personally and acting like he was the only one betrayed. It was something that Sydney didn't understand nor like about her father.
"Hey, Syd…"
Sydney turned to see Michael looking at her concerned. "Yeah?"
"You alright?"
Sydney forced a smile and nodded. "Yes…thank you."
"Okay," Kendall spoke up again. "We know what needs to be done, so let's go and do it."
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"Okay," Will said, "Let's try this again." He looked up at Anna who had her arms crossed across her chest. "What does Sydney have to do with this SD-6 and you?"
Anna sighed, once more, in annoyance. "I do not see how she could put up with you," Anna commented. "After knowing you for five minutes, I already want to put a bullet between your eyes."
Will flinched slightly and blinked in fear. "Please don't."
"Look," Francie spoke up. "What is it that you want from us?"
"My employer believes that you are valuable to the CIA and Agent Bristow and that we can use you to get what he wants."
"Well, that's nice to know," Will muttered.
"Myself on the other hand," Anna continued, "Believe it would be far better to kill you know and see Bristow's face when she realizes it is her fault that the two of you are dead."
Anna smiled at both of them, marveling at their fear. Slowly taking out her gun, Anna walks up to Francie. "So, would you like to be first?"
"I wouldn't do that if I were you."
Anna quickly turned around to see Irina walking up to her. "I was just…"
"Leaving?" Irina said.
Anna bit her lip and nodded. "Yes." Anna spun on her heel and walked out the door looking back at Irina walking towards Francie and Will.
"Laura?" Francie said, shocked.
Irina smiled innocently at her. "No."
"'No'?" Will repeated. "What do you mean no?"
"My name is Irina."
"But you are Sydney's mother?"
"I gave birth to her, yes."
"And you're not Laura?" Will asked.
Irina shook her head and Francie rolled eyes. "This is so damn confusing!"
Irina shrugged. "What's confusing? Sydney is an agent of the CIA now, I am the enemy and you two are the pawns."
"Pawns?" Will echoed.
Irina nodded once more. "It's disappointing that the two of you have to die. I was beginning to like you." Irina looked behind her where tools spread out on a table. Irina slowly picked up one of them and sat down in front of Will, holding a cutter. "You're not a screamer, are you?" she asked Will.
