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It was one of those missions, snatch and run. No it wasn’t he reminded himself, it was far from snatch and run, yes she had to steal something, but from right under Sloane’s nose?! That was nearly impossible. It was another page 47 of another Rambaldi manuscript. The CIA wanted it, Kendall issued the orders, and she agreed. Vaughn hesitated but her persuasions always worked so well on him, but now he saw his weakness for her as something that he’s gonna blame himself for the rest of his life. It was a couple month after their second anniversary Sydney insisted on going on the mission so Michael didn’t stop her. She promised that she would be back really soon, their son and daughter said a teary good bye to their mother. Being almost one year old they were both saying simple words like “mama and dada” obviously inherited the Bristow’s high IQ. She wasn’t suppose to be for more than 4 days. But she never did what she was suppose to do, she wasn’t back after a week and made no contacts after the fourth day that she was gone. She still wasn’t back after 10 days, the CIA sent out a search team for her, who knew they could be so useless. Soon the 10 days turn into 3 weeks, then a month. Vaughn’s job was keep him away from his children and no one had enough time to look after them so after lots of persuasion from Jack, Kendall allowed Irina to baby sit the kids, under surveillance. A month turned into two and even the kids were starting to notice the lack of their mother. Every night his daughter will ask him “mama?” she always said. Michael can only look into her bright eyes and his eyes clouds over. “No, mama isn’t home yet.” he replies sadly. She will give him a wet kiss and he will tuck her in and say: “Sleep well angel”. His son is ignorant for the first three weeks but then suddenly he question Vaughn about his mother everyday. He always says “dada, mama where?” the only answer that he ever given him was “I don’t know.” Two month turned into three, three turned into four. The CIA lost hope and the search team became smaller and smaller. Four month turned into five. The search team was called back and the CIA gave up, they suggested for Vaughn to hold a funeral, but he refused, refused to believe that his wife is dead, he knew that she was out there… Some where….. Only if he knew….
--Mandy