Every desperate housewife wants an alias. Donna Stone has one, and it happens to be government-sanctions. But when terrorism hits close to home, espionage makes for strange bedfellows -- and brings new meaning to the old adage, "Honey, I''m home..."

Every desperate housewife wants an alias. Donna Stone has one, and it happens to be government-sanctions. But when terrorism hits close to home, espionage makes for strange bedfellows -- and brings new meaning to the old adage, "Honey, I''m home..."