A/N- Thanks to my captors… I mean my friends Liz and Emily who forced… I mean inspired this story. I have a long plan for this story, and I’m really excited to continue it so I hope everyone reads it and please try to review!

Disclaimer: Saddly Alias is not mine... nor are any of the characters.

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It’s been a year to the day. Sydney Bristow, now known as Julia Thorne walked slowly down the London Street on her way to meet her new covenant contact. She slowly wound and unwound her blond hair around her finger as she walked, this hair still made it feel as if she were in a disguise, but it isn’t a wig this time.. Sydney often thought of not showing up at one of these meetings, running away, disappearing and starting over. But then what good would she be doing? She didn’t have anyone to go home to, Fancies dead, Wills gone, she hadn’t heard anything on her father and Vaughn… well he had moved on. At least staying here and reporting everything to Kendall helped to take down the covenant. Sydney stopped in front of a café and looked along the tables briefly before seeing the woman with three cups of tea sitting in front of her. Sydney walked over and sat across from the woman “A lot of tea for one person.” She said looking around her.

“Not really, I like tea” The woman pushed one cup across to Sydney. “Ms. Thorne, it’s a pleasure to finally meet you, I’ve heard about your work.”

“Thank you Mrs. Reed” Sydney responded taking a sip of the tea.

“I’m very sorry to hear about your last contacts… fate.” Sydney smiled nodding her head; truth was her last contact was killed by the covenant since he was thought a possible threat and Mrs. Reed wasn’t sorry at all.

The woman looked around and stood up placing some money on the table. “Lets go back to my house, this place is too crowded for my comfort.”

Sydney followed Mrs. Reed only a few blocks away and followed her inside to her living room where they sat down. Mrs. Reed took a picture out of her purse and slid it across the table.

“This is Carl Valois, he’s a French collector who has a few Rambaldi artifacts in his vast collection.”

“You want me to steal them?”

“No, we have a team to do that, but this mans security is extremely tight, and he wears around his wrist a remote alarm, meaning anything happens Valois can signal his guards. What we want you to do is get into the house, how you do this is your choice, and take out Valois, its important that you remove the watch quickly and put it onto your own wrist before you deactivate it because it needs to sense a pulse or it will go off.”

Sydney nodded “Sounds simple enough” Sydney always hated having to kill innocent men for Rambaldi artifacts, but refusing to do this would get her killed.

The phone rang and Mrs. Reed picked it up.

“Hello dear” She said into the phone as she held a finger up to Sydney to signal she would be right back before leaving the room. Sydney stood up looking onto the mantel looking at the pictures and her throat tightened as she saw a picture that sparked her interest.

“That’s my daughter Lauren” Sydney turned around to see Mrs. Reed standing behind her. Sydney knew she had to keep composed and sat back down “Is your daughter part of the covenant?”

“Yes, she’s over in America now on a long term mission.”

“Really?” Sydney said trying to get Mrs. Reed to explain more.

“Yes, she’s infiltrating the CIA, I’m sure I’ll have you working with her in the future.”

“Of course” Sydney stood up “If that’s all I have some planning to get to”

Mrs. Reed nodded. “Good day Ms. Thorne, I’ll be in touch.”

Sydney rushed back to her hotel room where she immediately started to call Kendall but when he answered she only informed him of the assassination she would be doing on Mr. Valois. She couldn’t trust him, not like she had always trusted Vaughn. She quickly dialed Vaughn’s home number hoping it was the same and after a few rings she heard the phone pick up.

“Hello? Michael Vaughn’s residence” A British woman said. Sydney’s throat tightened and she immediately said wrong number and hung up. Lauren obviously was close to Vaughn now, meaning his phones would be tapped, Sydney decided she would have to go back to L.A herself.

Michael Vaughn walked inside of his apartment holding a package he had just picked up. He opened it to reveal a cell phone and he checked the package again for a return address trying to figure out what it was for. He turned the phone on and with in minutes it began to ring.

“Hello?” he asked, it was silent for a few seconds finally a deep, obviously modified voice answered.

“Michael Vaughn?”

“Yes. Who is this?”

“I have some information you may be interested in.”

“What information?”

“About Sydney Bristow, meet me at la petite café in ten minutes, do not contact anyone or I will not be there, and you will not get a chance at this information again.”

“What do you want for it?”

“We’ll discuss it there, just be there.” And the person on the other end hung up.

Sydney carefully applied the makeup to her face to darken her skin then she put her hair under the netting and put on a long black wig. After applying powder to darken her hands to match her new skin color Sydney put on sunglasses to complete the look. Sydney made her way to the café only two blocks away from her hotel. She spotted Vaughn almost immediately and walked over to him “I’m glad you could make it” She said through a thick Spanish accent.

“What do you want?” Vaughn asked as Sydney sat down.

“That is not important; right now I just have some information for you.” Sydney could feel tears come up in her eyes just from seeing Vaughn and she had to do everything in her power not to blink them out.

“You call me here just to torture me? Just to bring up old wounds I doubt I’ll ever completely recover from, It was an accident her death, and if it wasn’t then don’t bother telling me” Vaughn stood up “I don’t want to ruin my new life by knowing things I can do nothing about. I’m not even sure why I came.”

Sydney finally couldn’t take it and one tear fell which she quickly moved to wipe it away but when she did so she removed some of the makeup and that’s when Vaughn realized. “Syd?” His eyes grew looking at her bone structure, and his hand moved to remove her sunglasses so he could be sure but she just moved back saying in the same Spanish accent “Mr. Vaughn, we have to talk”

“Just tell me where” He said quickly, he knew it was her, it had to be, and if not he had defiantly lost it.

“My hotel room is secure” Sydney turned without another word led him to the hotel and up to her room.

Once Sydney closed the door behind Vaughn he turned to her “What happened? Where have you been?” Sydney removed the sunglasses ignoring his question. “Vaughn I have to tell you something” she said this time in her own voice and motioned toward the bed for him to sit down.

“Sydney where have you been?” he persisted again.

“All over” She answered simply; keeping in mind bringing him here was not to answer his questions but to warn him. “Vaughn, have you heard of the covenant?”

“Of course, their becoming pretty big, why?”

“I recently met with Olivia Reed, a member of this group who told me some interesting things about her daughter Lauren.”

Vaughn cut Sydney off “Sydney why are you saying this? What do you mean? What’s going on?”

“I mean I came here to warn you!” Sydney didn’t know what she expected when she came, but now she knew this wasn’t going to be easy.

“Sydney! Laurens dad is a senator! She is not working for a terrorist organization! I don’t know why you’re saying this.”

“Because it’s the truth Vaughn, what would I have to win?” Vaughn stayed silent just staring at Sydney. “You think I’m doing this because you moved on? Or to break you two up? You really think I’m that desperate?”

“I don’t know why you would Sydney, but you don’t even know Lauren, I do.”

“Did you learn nothing from my parents?” Sydney said in desperation.

“I have to go” Vaughn said ignoring her last comment and standing up and walked toward the door forcing himself not to look back at Sydney even when she grabbed his arm forcing him to stop.

“Vaughn...” she began then her voice changed from sad to a quiet warning “Don’t tell anyone I was here”

He looked back momentarily to meet her pleading eyes and nodded his head “fine”.

Sydney watched Vaughn out the window as he walked back down the street and then stepped back letting herself fall onto the bed, she didn’t have long, incase Vaughn did call anyone she had to get out of here quickly. With in minutes Sydney was packed and there was no evidence she had ever been in that hotel.

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Sydney sat in her car outside Vaughn’s apartment building; she had been there about ten minutes now arguing with herself what to do, was it enough just to warn him, would she be able to live with herself? Should she go to her father for help? Or try one last time to convince Vaughn his life was in danger?

Sydney finally set on trying one last time, if he didn’t listen this time it was his own damn fault. Sydney got out of the car and rushed upstairs before she could have a second thought. She didn’t even think about the possibility of Lauren being there. After knocking on the door she heard someone walk over then Lauren opened the door “Hello” she said squinting slightly in recognition (whether Lauren knew her as Sydney or Julia, Sydney was unsure of).

Vaughn stood up and before he began his sentence Lauren smiled “I’ll wait in the bedroom” She said walking down the hall and soon after the door was heard quietly closing.

“What are you doing here” Vaughn asked unable to be angry with Sydney but not wanting her to start something.

“I had to try and warn you one last time” Sydney stopped as she thought she heard something and crossed her arms. Feeling the guns hidden in her jacket reminded her of what she may have to do to protect Vaughn. Sydney wasn’t listening as Vaughn quietly talked to her about how much pain he went through and how much he missed her but she listened for any noise of Lauren in the bedroom, she heard the door open creaking slightly, then footsteps barley audible coming toward them down the hall, Vaughn during this continued to go on about how good of a person Lauren was. Yeah right was all Sydney could think. Then she saw Laurens elbow briefly and Sydney reached her hands under he jacket as if trying to warm up her hands. Seconds later Lauren revealed herself holding two shotguns. Sydney dove behind the couch pushing a shocked Vaughn with her and ran back out holding her guns and quickly hit Lauren in each shoulder and once in the leg then watched her slide down onto the floor her back against the wall. Vaughn ran out from his spot and ran over to Lauren looking at the guns his eyes grew wider then he addressed Lauren in a stammering voice “wh..what?” was all he could get out and she glared at Sydney before looking back to Vaughn.

“Julia warned you, you would have been suspicious, I knew I had to take you out, plus the covenant would be glad I got rid of this traitor too” She looked to Sydney and he gave a questioning look to Sydney. Lauren winced in pain when she made an attempt to move. “I would have killed you both and blamed it on the covenant, then I would have used my place as a mourning girlfriend to get another man in the CIA close to me, I was thinking maybe even your Weiss friend, though he can be a bit annoying.” Lauren started to laugh but it turned into a cough and she winced with every breath in.

“Vaughn I have to get out of here, I now have the CIA and the covenant after me, I have to disappear.” Vaughn sat down on the couch and Sydney joined him knowing Lauren was barley stay conscious and couldn’t do anything since Sydney had taken Laurens guns.

“The CIA isn’t after you they’ll understand Lauren was a traitor.” He said taking her hand.

“No, I was working as a double agent for Kendall and he had me sign some things… I signed that I wouldn’t come back; I said in that contract I wouldn’t make contact with any of you. I broke that contract and I’ve blown my cover in the covenant”

“But Sydney”

“I’m not telling you where I’m going so they won’t know either, I’m sorry I had to do this, this way.”

“You want me to bring her in.” Vaughn asked motioning toward Lauren.

“I didn’t mean to kill her when I shot her… but god I wish I misplaced one of those shoulder shots” Sydney said mainly to herself as she watched Lauren who had lost her struggle with consciousness. Vaughn reached into Sydney’s jacket where she had replaced the two guns and took one out eyeing it carefully and then turning to Lauren. With out a word he shot her three times in the chest. Sydney looked to Vaughn her staring halfway in confusion. “Vaughn…”

“She would have gotten the death penalty, why not get it over with now.”

“The CIA wont agree with that Vaughn… just tell them it was me.” Sydney said standing up.

“No I won’t, she would have gotten out and found us, maybe even saying she knew where we were to get out of the CIA, it was a risk to us to leave her alive.”

“A risk to us?”

“I’m going with you Syd.”

Sydney shook her head and very quietly said “Vaughn… no… you can’t…”

“I can and I am, it’s my fault you have to do this, I’m going with you, don’t try to argue.”

Sydney didn’t want to argue and gladly accepted a kiss when Vaughn stood up and kissed her “Lets go” he said quietly.

Sydney kissed his cheek “Get packed, I don’t want to send you away with nothing, we have a few minutes” Sydney checked her watch. Vaughn packed quickly and with in minutes they were gone quite possibly forever.

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