"So when you come across her, paralize her with this gun. She'll fall asleep and that gives us the oppertunity to take her to the CIA headquarters." Jack said on the plane giving her the gun
Sydney accepted it and put it away in her purse. "You're sure that this won't hurt her in anyway right dad ?"
Jack nodded. "Agent Vaughn will go with you since we suspect that Sark will also be there."
Sydney looked up. "Did mom tell you that ?"
"No but going from the pictures, we suspect that they're….intimate" Vaughn answered
Sydney shivered at the thought that her sister might be romanticly involved with Sark.
Sofya and Sark entered the club, Sark was wearing one of his trademark designer suits and Sofya was dressed in a beautiful short black dress. They stopped at the bar and ordered two glasses of red wine.
"The elevator is behind that door, there will be two guards. After that it's a piece of cake. Künchen is never here on a friday" Sark said softly sipping his wine
"Is his office unprotected ? With such important information ?" she asked
"Yes, the world becomes more stupid with the minute love" he smirked
Sofya put down her glass. She kissed Sark briefly on his lips and then made her way to the door. She opened it and stepped inside, the guards came to her in an instant.
"This is for personnel only, miss" he said in German
"I am so sorry, I didn't know. I'm looking for the lady's room" she answered back
"It's back in on your right" he said
"Thank you" Sofya took her gun out in one swift movement and shot the two.
She stepped into the elevator and pressed the right floor.
Sydney and Vaughn came into the club a few minutes later. "No sign of her" Sydney whispered inside her earpiece
"Sark's here, he's at the bar" Vaughn also whispered
Sydney looked at him, they couldn't let him see them because then the whole mission would go down the drain.
"That means she's already in, I've gotta move quick" Sydney said going to the door.
Unfortunatly, Sark saw her opening the door although he hadn't seen her face. "Love, you're going to have company" he said
"From who ?" he heard in his ear
"A woman" Sark looked around and saw a man that was vaguely familiar. Then something clicked in his head.
"Sofya get away from there now" he said going to the exit
"Why ? I almost have the disk"
"The CIA is here, that means the woman that just went up is one of their agents. We can't risk getting you caught" he said now outside in the cold
"Understood, I'll be out in a few minutes" Sofya answered putting the disk into her purse.
She stood up but just as she wanted to leave, a woman blocked the doorway.
"You must be CIA" Sofya said flatly
Sydney was caught off guard by this and Sofya used it to launch an attack. Her leg made contact with Sydney's shoulder and caused her to fall to the floor.
Sydney jumped to her feet and tried to get her on the floor. But Sofya, being the quicker one, blocked her attack and pushed Sydney against the wall behind her.
Sofya took her gun and was ready to shoot Sydney. "No wait, I know something that might interest you" Sydney cried
Sofya smirked. "What can the CIA possibly know that interests me ?"
Sydney didn't hesitate. "The location of your mother"
She looked confused for a second but it disappeared as quickly as it had appeared. "How do you know who my mother is ?"
"Because……", Sydney hesitated, her father had told her not to give away her identity but it was her only chance, "Because she's also my mother"
Sofya started laughing. "That's the lamest excuse I've ever heard. My mother does not have another daughter and even if she would she most certainly would not be CIA"
"It's true, Irina Derevko married my father for information. I wasn't planned and there's a big chance that you're also my fathers daughter." Sydney desperatly said
"Who's your father ?" Sofya asked
"Jack Bristow, a CIA officer"
Sofya gasped for breath. It all clicked, her leads went to the CIA and now a woman that claimed to be her sister said her father was a CIA-agent. It was too much to progress and quickly ran out the door.
Sydney took the gun that Jack had given her and shot the running spy in the back. She fell to the floor and Sydney lowered her gun.
"Vaughn, I have her. Is Sark still there ?" Sydney asked
"No, he left a few minutes ago. But we can't take any risks, go to the back entrance I'll be there with a van." Vaughn answered
"OK"
On the plane, Jack couldn't stop looking at the cuffed woman that layed on one of the chairs. Sydney broke the silence. "I told her my identity, I didn't have a choice"
Jack looked at her suprised. "Why ?"
"She had me pinned to a wall, ready to shoot. She's far more better than I am dad, it only took her a few kickes to have me at the end of her gun" Sydney said softly
"She was raised by Irina, I don't doubt that she had her trained from the minute she could walk" Jack said becoming angry
"She only stopped because I told her that my father was a CIA agent. I think she knows something"
Jack nodded. "She knows a lot, and not only about her messed up family. She knows about Sark, Sloane, your mother,… She can be of great value to the CIA"
Sydney turned to him sharply. "Is that all that she is ? Great value to the CIA ? Dad, she's moms daughter, my sister ! For all we know, she can be your daughter too"
"Oh please Sydney, do you honestly think that ? That woman is not my daughter and no matter what Irina says she's not a Bristow" Jack said leaving the conversation. Sydney took a few deep breaths and then turned her focus on her little sister.