Irina Irina w/text Irina, Sydney, and Jack spy family with text Jack

Jack w/text Sloane evil Sydney Sydney w/text

More Irina Sydney and Vaughn Irina w/text I know you're watching, Jack love

Irina in the light closeup Sydney irina smiles still smiling

amused don't smile, Jack Irina Spymommy rules don't mess with me

uh...yeah Irina hand taking care of Jack hmm...which finger is that, Irina? Irina

behind the glass she did it once, Sydney... ...she can do it again Irina with gun get a little closer...

Hacker!Irina Passage More Passage ...Passage walking with Jack

before the smile pretty half a face promo in the cell

Irina more Irina in the cell ... ... ...

... ... ... ... out of the cell, for once

how much must it have cost him... ...to offer that hand? she's my daughter, too... proud parents Passage, Jack

Irina and Jack walking and we're walking, we're walking... Jack and Irina Mother and daughter watching Jack step on land mine

what *are* we so concerned about, Irina? Sydeny and Irina Sydeny remembers In the dream looking for Mom...

finding...Dad? say it ain't so, Jack ...and I won't find the answers when you're gone... goo goo dolls down the stairs reading

uh huh thoughtful still thinking Irina in the dark still in the dark

abc promo smiling at Sydney smiling variations on a theme abc promo color

yeah...right yeah, right sidelook almost a smirk Jack looks troubled

Facing down Irina? Irina the prisoner it always seems she knows something... ...that the rest of us don't Reading?

or pretending to? thinking deep thoughts? or just annoyed with Jack again? the walk in walking in Irina Walks In

rules are made to be broken Jack Bristow Jack one of my favorites closeup

Jack and Irina abc promo again with the promos Irina, alone queen of shadows queen of swords

Wraith!Irina. For me. the kiss take two Syd and Irina hug Mother-daughter hug

I need a hug Syd and Jack hug again with the Syd/Jack hug Beth Hart. For me. Variations on a theme

rules are made to be broken

songset: "Gold Dust", Tori Amos

freezing that frame another year, I was here and we make it up as we go along you can see in the dark... you said you raced from Langley

we held gold dust in our hands sights and sounds pull me back down twilight held us in her palm how did it go so fast? and then we'll understand

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