Hey guys this is my first Sarkney fic so please lots of reviews. And to anyone who reds my other fics I haven't abandoned them , I'm just having a slight block.

This fic is set at the very beginning of season 3, Its been done before but this is my take. Vaughn never left the agency but apart from that everything is pretty much the same. Also I know her codename in this series is Mountaineer which is what the CIA will use for her, Sark will use Phoenix cause I like it.

I own none of the Alias characters etc…

Chapter 1

"Two years?" Sydney whispered, unable to comprehend the things Vaughn was telling her.

"Sydney I know this is difficult but I've been ordered to bring you home." he replied barely able to look at the women he had thought long dead. The pure joy and relief he had felt when he found out she was alive had been replace with a deep shame and awkwardness.

Vaughn took Sydney by the arm and tried to lead her from the room, but she flinched away from him. He could see the anger and betrayal burning in her eyes, yet her face was showed no emotion. He knew there was nothing he could say to make the pain leave her eyes, everything was different now.

An hour later they were on a plane headed to L.A. Sydney still had not said a word, seemingly lost it her own thoughts. She couldn't bare to look at Vaughn, 'he's married.' the thought kept rolling around in her head, her mind telling her it was truth, but her heart could not believe it.

Finally she whispered. "How could you do it?" still not looking at him. "How could you give up on me?" Sydney finally brought her eyes to meet those of the man she loved, brimming over with unshed tears.

"Syd…" Vaughn's voice broke. "Syd you were dead. You were gone. It took me a long time but I had to move on."

'You had to move on?" Vaughn flinched at her cold tone. For the first time in two years Sydney really looked at Michael Vaughn, and she despised what she saw, he'd put on a little weight, the lines of stress and worry he'd once had around his eyes were replaced with lines of laughter. He looked better than she had ever seen him. The wedding ring that adorned his left hand made her feel physically sick. "If you had really loved me you would have known" She said calmly.

"What?" he asked. Confused at the sudden change in her attitude.

"If you had really loved me like you claimed, you would have known I was still alive."

In a flash, Vaughn was kneeling in front of her clasping her hands, his eyes begging her not to believe that. "Sydney no! how can you even think that. You were the most important thing in my life. I loved you more than I have ever loved anyone, and I know I will never love like that again."

"I knew Vaughn, I knew. When everyone thought you were dead, drowned when the Rambaldi device was destroyed. Deep down I knew you were alive, that you were out there. But you didn't, you just moved on." She answered sadly.

"Syd I…"

She didn't give him a chance to finish. "Where is my father?"

Vaughn straightened, not wanting to push the conversation, he would show her how much he loved her, things would be ok. "You'll be briefed by a member of the agency when we return to Los Angeles."

"What do you mean? why can't you just tell me? Vaughn where is my father?" Panice began to build in her chest. Had something happened to him? What about the rest of her friends.

"I'm not at liberty to discuss these things with you, you'll have to wait until the debrief." He answered firmly.

"Don't play that game with me Vaughn. I will not speak to anyone until I see my father do you understand." he knew from her look she was deadly serious, soon she would learn that what she asked was impossible.

The rest of the journey passed in relative silence. Vaughn tried to talk to Sydney about the last two years but she stubbornly ignored him in the end he gave up. When they finally reached CIA headquarters she was welcomed by a few familiar faces, Dixon pulled her into a hug immediately which she greatly returned, next was Marshall and Weiss. She couldn't help the tears that ran down her face. She was so happy to see them alive and well.

"Sydney, how are you? Are you hurt?" Dixon asked concerned.

The only reply he received was "I want to see my father."

"Uh Syd that's gunna be a little difficult." Weiss answered.

She raised an eyebrow at the group, the question not needed to be voiced.

Weiss turned to a still concerned looking Dixon, Marshall was glancing around nervously, Vaughn's attention was at something across the room.

"Why don't we go into my office and sit down." Dixon gestured to the Head of the CIA's office.

"Your office?." Sydney spluttered, momentarily forgetting her need to see her father.

"Yes" Dixon replied sheepishly. "I've been the head of CIA for about six months."

"Congratulations." She replied still in shock.

They all made there was to Dixon's office, he gestured for them to take a seat. An awkward silence descended for a few minutes before Sydney couldn't stand it any more.

"Where is my father?" She demanded firmly.

Dixon sighed, knowing he couldn't keep the truth from her. "He's in prison Sydney."

Sydney's eyes bulged. "What?"

"He was found to be secretly collaborating with known enemies of the United States."

No one said it but the word traitor hung in the air. She couldn't believe it. Her father did many questionable things, yes, but only for the greater good or most likely her safety. "My father would never betray this country." She said forcefully. "I want to see him. Now."

A fairly attractive blonde women from the doorway replied. "I'm afraid that won't be possible"

"Lauren." Vaughn jumped up quickly. " We didn't see you there." She smiled warmly at him before returning to address the group."

"Agent Bristow I'm Lauren Reed, CIA liaison for the NSC. The NSC has your father in solitary indefinitely, he is permitted no visitors for any reason, as decreed by Robert Lindsey head of the NSC."

Sydney took an immediate dislike to the blonde women, she stood and walked over to her until her face was inches from Lauren's. "I have been missing for two years. Everything has changed. I woke up yesterday as if a few days had passed I hard remember anything." her voice quickly rising. "I demand to see my father."

Lauren was speechless at Agent Bristow's arrogance. How dare she demand things from the NSC. She took an instant dislike to the brunette. "Under no circumstances Agent Bristow."

Sydney turns away from Lauren. "Then understand this, you get nothing from me. I will continue to do my job but about the last two years you get nothing. Do you except me back Dixon?"

"Of course Sydney, did you need to ask?"

"Thank you." with that she turned and walked from the room.

So that was the first chapter, no Sarkney yet but its on its way. Anyone get the feeling Vaughn and Lauren are going to be a problem? He he. Sydney needs help to get back her life and answers, any bets on who she'll turn to J