Disclaimer: Alias isn't mine.

A/N: Hey guys, this is going to be the last chapter for a couple of weeks. I'm going off to Las Vegas and then to LA. Some parts might be confusing, but I still need someone to beta this for me and my best friend's dad just died this morning…

So here's the next chapter O O O O O Chapter Three: Leo 47-Norte

Jack sat by his phone waiting. He had been for the last 3 hours. Finally, it rang.

"Hello?"

"You were right. He's at an old abandoned warehouse. I'm sending you the coordinates now." Bill said.

Jack turned to his computer. A message popped up. He quickly opened it. Inside there was the coordinate of the warehouse. Bill had also included pictures of the warehouse and the cell that Sydney and the others were being held in.

"I couldn't get a count on the guards, but there are some pretty sophisticated equipment there." He paused. "Take a look at that last picture."

Jack opened it up. It was a photo of Michael Vaughn, bloody and beaten, being operated on.

"Did you have any idea he was alive?" Bill asked.

"No, I honestly didn't know, Bill." Jack said. "What are they doing to him?"

"That's exactly what I want to know." Bill replied. "Contact me… when they're all safe. It's about time he learns the truth."

O O O O O

Days after she had left, Irina walked back into the cell holding her daughter.

"So, Sydney, I hope I'm getting an answer this time. There is the Horizon?" She asked.

Sydney remained silent and just glared at her.

Surprisingly, Irina felt no pity for her daughter.

"You lied to me." Sydney said, breaking the silence.

"Sometimes the truth hurts." Irina replied.

"Where is Vaughn?" Sydney asked.

"He's in good hands, though I have to say, I'm quite disappointed by this unfortunate turn of events." Irina said nonchalantly.

"What did you do to him?" Isabelle asked. "What did you do to my father?"

Irina laughed. "You're already defending him, now are you? You don't even no half of the story." She motioned to the guards outside the door. They entered and grabbed Isabelle. "We'll see you in a little while."

Isabelle kicked and screamed, but she couldn't get free.

"No! Don't touch her let her go!" Carter yelled. He lunged for the guards. Sydney pulled him back.

"Let her go! She doesn't know a thing. She isn't part of this." Sydney yelled.

"You have no idea exactly how big of a part your children will play." Irina sneered.

The others shouted, begged, for them to let Isabelle go. But their please went unheard. Irina had slammed the door behind her as she left.

O O O O O

Jack Bristow and his team of agents were waiting outside the warehouse in Russia. He activated his comm and whispered. "This is Raptor. What do you see, Merlin."

"Well, right now, from what I can access, Vaughn is in the OR in the eastern wing of the warehouse, first floor. They're taking Isabelle into what looks like a… it looks like an interrogation room, it's on the second floor, 6th door on the left. Sydney and the others are together in a cell, um… it's on the underground level, the 1st door you hit."

"Alright, Nadia, Dixon, I want your team to get Sydney. Weiss your team gets Vaughn. My team, we're going to get Isabelle. Tom, Rachel, I want your teams to look for Irina Derevko, Julian Sark, and Lauren Reed. Do not let them get away. Marshall, keep us posted." Jack said. "On my signal… go!"

O O O O O

Isabelle was strapped into a large chair with leather straps. A blond woman entered the room.

"Hello Isabelle. It's just a pleasure to finally meet you." She said, pulling white latex gloves on.

"Who are you?" Isabelle asked. "What do you want?"

"I'm Lauren Reed, your father's ex-wife. And what I want is information." Lauren didn't pause to let Isabelle digest this new piece of information. "I think you might be able to give me what I want.'

"What! I'm not a spy. I don't know anything!" Isabelle said. She watched nervously as Lauren pulled out a syringe and filled it with bright led liquid.

She laughed. "We know you're not a spy. But there might have been a conversation you overheard, or a piece of paper you saw that contains the information you want." Without warning, Lauren jabbed the sharp instrument into Isabelle's neck.

Isabelle cried out in surprise. She soon found that she was unable to move her fingers and toes. The paralysis soon spread to her legs and arms.

"Oh, I might have forgotten to mention a common side effect." Lauren said, noticing the panic on the girl's face. "You won't be able to move for a few minutes, possibly hours." She bent down and looked Isabelle in the eye. "Where is the Horizon?"

Isabelle's mind involuntarily searched through memories that she didn't even know she had.

Flashback

Isabelle had just woken up from her nap and wandered toward her mother's room. The door was open just a crack and she saw her mother on the phone, her back to the door.

"I don't know what it is… the only thing I know about the Horizon is that it has something to do with Leo-47-Norte."

Isabelle put her hand on the door and slowly pushed it open. Her mother turned around.

"I've got to go. Isabelle's up. Bye dad."

End Flashback

Isabelle was once again startled by this revelation. Her grandfather was alive, and he was a spy. How many "dead" family members was she going to meet this week?

"Where is the Horizon?" Lauren's icy voice interrupted her thoughts.

Isabelle told herself not to say anything, but her mouth had a different idea.

"It's ah, Leo…" She paused and felt a bead of sweat run down her forehead. "… 47-Norte…"

Just then, the door was kicked open. 5 masked agents dressed in all back and carrying large guns stormed the room. They shot down Lauren and the 3 other guards quickly.

One of the agents ran over to her and pulled off his mask. He had short graying hair and a stony expression.

"Isabelle are you ok?" he asked.

"I… ah… yeah… can't move but… who are you." There were so many questions running through her head.

"I'm Jack Bristow. Your grandfather." He began to cut through the straps that were binding her. "We've got the others. You don't have to worry."

Jack picked Isabelle up and walked out of the torture chamber.

"What did they want?" he asked the scared girl.

"Something called the Horizon." She answered.

"Did you tell them anything?"

"I… I told them Leo-47-Norte." Isabelle said. "I… I'm sorry."

"It's ok, we're going to fix this." Jack activated the comm in his ear. "Search the buildings. I want to know if anyone else could have witnessed Isabelle's interrogation.

Jack received another message over the comm. As soon as he heard it, he broke into a sprint. A flood of light hit him as he ran outside and toward the extraction point.

O O O O O

"It's ah… Leo… 47-Norte."

As soon as the words had left Isabelle's lips, Irina had jumped up and gathered her equipment. She flicked a series of switches before running out of the room. She ran up the stairs and toward the awaiting elevator. She had seen her ex-husband on the cameras and knew it was only a matter of time before he started to look for her.

She pulled out her cell phone and called the pilot or the helicopter. "Get ready, we're leaving for France." She snapped the phone shut and stuffed it back in her pocket.

One floor away from the roof, a door flew open. 2 CIA agents walked out. Irina saw them and used her momentum to knock one of them off his feet. She swung her bag around and knocked the other agent unconscious before kicking the first one in the stomach. He crashed into the wall and lay still.

That was too easy, she though with a smile.

She pushed the final door open and was hit by a strong wind from the helicopter blades. Quickly covering the last few feet, she leapt into the helicopter and slammed the door shut. She habitually tucked a stray strand of her brunette hair behind her ear.

The pilot took off almost before she was completely inside the vehicle. Irina glanced down and saw a few CIA agents run onto the roof. She smirked.

They were too late.