I'M BACK!!

Sydney turned around and grabbed Dixon by the arm as he walked past, leaving. "Dixon, something's wrong. We need to get her sister here."

"Syd, it isn't safe for her family yet."

"I know. But we need her. I glanced at Mira's report earlier. In it she mentioned something about her sister being the only one who can save her."

"She's in protective custody, what in the world could her sister save her from that we can't?"

"From herself."

Dixon turned to go and Jack showed up in the door moments later. "What's going on here?"

"I think Mira's passed out in there. I asked Dixon to find her sister for us." Sydney answered. "Weiss, would you help me with the door?"

"Sure," Eric answered.

Jack spoke up, "I wouldn't do that if I were you."

"Dad, she needs medical attention." Sydney replied, combative.

"That's what I came down here to tell you. Sydney, you were correct to send for Mira's sister. We've managed to put together information based on her report. You told us she was unclear on the fourth sign -- that's because it was in code. Marshall just cracked it a moment ago. If we're correct, Mira has reached this stage. She's become superheated from a chemical reaction in her bloodstream."

"What are you saying - she's burned to death in there?"

"Not exactly. Something in her DNA is stabilizing her, but she is unconscious."

"We have to get her out of there, we've got to --"

"Sydney, let me finish. If this is the case, not only has she become extremely hot, she is also highly radioactive. Fortunately she managed to lock herself in a room that was originally built to withstand World War 3. We're safe out here now but Sydney, opening that door will expose us all to extremely dangerous levels of radiation."

Sydney turned back and knocked on the door, and burned her hand in the process. "Mira?" she called. "Sweetie don't panic, ok? We're going to find your sister. You'll be alright. Trust me."

Sydney turned to leave but stopped short as Mira tapped the door in reply. It glowed red where her finger hit it.

"Mira?" she called.

"Not my little sister." Mira was forcing her voice and choking. "Tempestade. Por favor... pressa."

Jack butted in. "Mira, this is Mr. Bristow. We're working as fast as we can, but we need you to get to the center of the room or you'll melt the door down. Do you understand?"

"Sim...ja." Her voice faded as the color in the door returned to normal.

Marshall walked in just as Jack turned to Weiss and said to him, "We'll need to figure out a way to keep these walls cool until we can procure her sister. Get as many fire extinguishers as you can." Weiss ran off in obedience.

"What's going on?" Marshall asked as Weiss blew by him.

"She's superheating the room." Sydney told him. "We need to find a way to keep the walls cool until her sister gets here."

"A fire extinguisher isn't going to help for very long," Marshall said. "I have a super-cooling device that should work better,"

"Good. I'll go find Dixon and appraise him of the situation." Jack stated and turned to go.

"But..."Marshall continued, stopping Jack, "It's only going to buy us more time, it's not going to work forever. Containing the heat is also magnifying it -- like a kiln. Eventually it's just going to burn through everything."

"How much time can you give us?"

"At most, eight hours, but realistically we're looking at six."

Jack looked at Sydney briefly. "Do it." He said to Marshall, then turned and marched down the hall.

"Dad," Sydney called after him, catching up. "What did she mean, not her little sister? Our information only lists one sibling -- Josephina -- who's ten years old."

"And Josephina is a half sister only, I know. But I recognized the other name she mentioned: Tempestade."

"Recognized from what?"

Jack led Sydney into his office and started pulling up files on his computer. He turned the monitor around so she could see. It was a criminal record. "Catarina E. Ferreira," he said, "known as La Tempestade, is wanted for the assassination of twelve international diplomats."