By: nattie700

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Disclaimer: I do not own Alias or any of the characters on the show. They all belong to J.J Abrams and Bad Robot Productions.

Summary: Donovan has his own ideas of getting away.

Authors Note: This is not Donovan's story or POV but rather how his running away will bring two agents together.

Authors Note2: SD-6 is gone and so is Alice (Yippee!)

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It was a few weeks after the successful takedown of SD-6 and curiously enough the CIA's best agent wasn't out celebrating but at an animal shelter. Yes an animal shelter. Sounds of dogs barking and cats mewing filled the air as Sydney strolled down the centre isle with cages filled with dogs on either side.

She new exactly what she was looking for. A dog-not a cat because Will was allergic to them-which would be her friend and companion for the rest of her life. A dog which was quiet when she wanted to relax and a dog which was playful when she felt like having fun. Basically a canine which had the same mood swings as her.

And then she saw him, or was it her she had to get closer to tell. Definitely a him. He sat quietly in the middle of his stall and when they made eye contact a friendly thump could be heard from the canine's tail hitting the ground. She new she had to have him. She called the assistant over and asked for the dog's details.

Hmmmm. A bulldog, found wandering on the street without a collar. Was fully vaccinated. Had only been in here for 5 days.

"Okay, I'd like to adopt this dog please," she said to the assistant. The young woman nodded and brought the beast out of its cage on a leash. She led Sydney and the dog back to the office.

Sydney filled out the necessary forms and bought a basket, bowls, a leash and the dog food which she thought her new dog would like. After that she helped the canine into her car telling that it had nothing to fear for it was only a car. Reluctantly the dog climbed in.

Once all was loaded into the car she drove out of the parking lot and started on the journey home.

"You're gonna like your new home y'know," she informed the quiet dog. "It's very cosy and it has a nice lawn out the front for you to play in." The dog sat quietly and she thought she could almost see him nodding in agreement.

"You can lie down if you .boy," she said eyeing the dog in the rear view mirror and was satisfied when she saw him come to rest on his tummy. She also realized that she hadn't even named the poor thing yet.

"See your silly mummy, she forgot to name you," she said more to herself then the dog. She began to think of names which would suit the silent canine.

What about Goodfriend? Nah! Too stuffed up. It sounded like Old Yeller or something. But wasn't that the reason why she was adopting a dog? Because she had felt lonely ever since Francie had moved out? Of course she had friends. She still had Francie even if they weren't living together. Francie had needed somewhere closer to the restaurant. She still had Will but he'd been really busy lately with his new job. And she hadn't really been in contact with Vaughn the past few weeks. Oh well, now she had a dog for a friend.

"What about Donahue? Hey boy? Do you like Donahue?" she asked. She had struck gold because the dog-Donahue had instantly started to wag his tail. She new it was part of her Father's name but who cares!

"Okay then it's Donahue," she said. "Donahue, you and I are gonna have so much fun together aren't we?"

TBC.

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