Until We Meet Again
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That was great ... ummm wow poor Syd ... she seems so broken ... Vaughn cerintly didnt have to look for her too hard ... aww he wanted to meet her before ... cant believe she gave up the info that fast ... thanks for the PM ... more soon please
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I was slightly worried for a minute there that we could have a evil torturing Vaughn on our hands.
Great Chapter i luv this fic i can't wait for more
Great Chapter i luv this fic i can't wait for more
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omg, that was soo good 
his watch stopped LOVED IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!
his watch stopped
LOVED IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!freckles3706
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That was so sad! I hope that Vaughn finds a way to get her out of there, or at least protect her while she is in there!
Great chapter!
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Great chapter!
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hmmmm maybe he's in love with sofia!!!!
ewwwww....that'd be so gross....
anyhoo great update! sux that syd's so broken...i just wanna jump into the screen and hug her!
update soon!
ewwwww....that'd be so gross....
anyhoo great update! sux that syd's so broken...i just wanna jump into the screen and hug her!
update soon!
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Chapter 3
Upon arriving at his new apartment, or rather LaFont’s new apartment, Vaughn began to snoop for surveillance equipment. He found exactly what he suspected, audio surveillance everywhere and video everywhere but the bathroom. He carried his bag to the bedroom and set it down on the bed. Then he took from it a brown, rather wrinkled paper bag. Simple and yet very effective. Subtly, he stuffed the bag into his pocket and casually walked towards the bathroom. Once in there he used the edge of the counter for support as he took out a pen and began scribbling on the paper bag.
I found Bristow. The covenant is holding her captive. They had me interrogate her but she said nothing. How am I to proceed?
One of the benefits of being located only minutes from Paris, a major metropolitan city, was the ease of being able to subtly dead drop something for the CIA to find. After he finished writing on the bag, he crumpled it up and stored it away for his trip into Paris the next day. Then, he went to unpack the rest of his suitcase.
He hung his new, tacky suits in the closet and tossed some shoes on the bottom. Then he took out his LA Kings PJ pants (a ‘Michael Vaughn’ item he refused to live with out), changed into them and crawled into bed. He reached for his journal, unlocked it and then stared at the next blank page for almost five minutes before getting his pen and scribbling down a single sentence.
I’m in way over my head here.
~*~
The purpose of solitary confinement in total darkness was to break a person down to the point of insanity. Humans, by nature, needed other humans and everything needs light. Being left alone with their own thoughts and only the voices in their own head drives them to the very brink. After a person has reached this point, they’ve become broken, battered and barely existing at all. Then, if it is desired, the enemy will build this person back up, molding them into who they want them to be.
Sydney knew this. It’s Capture and Torture 101 information. She knew it and yet she submitted to it anyway. Alone, in the dark with her thoughts she was trapped. Sometimes, when she was feeling a bit better, she tried to lighten her darkened mood by singing in her head or reading a book in her head or watching her favorite movie in her head. But those things only lasted for a few moments at a time and then it was back to the darkness and wondering. Why were they keeping her alive? What did they ultimately want? Would they turn her into something else? Somewhere down inside of her she wanted to fight but could she? She wasn’t sure.
The worst was the dreams. The torture she could handle along with the starvation and the pain. But the dreams were more difficult. Sleep was usually an escape; a time to be free of what was plaguing you in the real word. But when she slept she dreamt horrible vivid dreams of pain, suffering and torture. Some of them were flashbacks to times she had been tortured before or even more recent torture that these people had inflicted on her. Some of them were new, things that hadn’t happened to her when she was awake but felt just as real in her sleep. But her newest dream, the dream she had that night, there were flashes of brilliant green eyes.
She awoke with a start in a cold sweat, the dream she had just been having still fresh in her mind and making the bile rise in her throat. A few deep breaths calmed her down but she still backed herself up against the cement wall, as if that would keep her away from the demons haunting her. She had a flashback to her interrogation the previous day. It had been the first time someone had spoken to her only in the dream the interrogation went further than in reality and she was being beaten. The only thing identifiable on her attacker’s shadowy face was brilliant green eyes that were almost glowing at her like shining emeralds.
Those eyes were the only thing she remembered of that man Pierre, she thought his name was. She remembered them because to her, they were odd. Usually the men who beat her had dark, clouded eyes filled with hatred and heartlessness. But those eyes were soft and kind and they were clear and sparkling. In a different situation she could have stared into those eyes for hours and just gotten lost in them. But the thing that struck her as even odder was that in them she saw pity and fear.
She immediately shook off that thought. It must have simply been a hallucination of her starvation. The only thing she did hope was that her dream wouldn’t come true and that her arm wouldn’t be painfully snapped by the green eyed mystery Frenchmen.
Chapter 4
That first month as Pierre LaFont was the most difficult month of Vaughn’s life. It was hard enough phasing into the life of someone else for the job, but considering the person he had become was different than him in every way it was particularly dreadful for Vaughn. He had become one of the Covenant’s main interrogators from what he could tell. Three times a week he would rough up some thug until he found the information necessary or Cole or Sofia told him to quit.
To make matters worse, he hadn’t received any contact from the CIA. He had sent them three paper bags of information through dead drops and he was almost convinced they had gone through, but he had received nothing from them and it was beginning to worry him. There was no way he could survive completely cut off from the CIA, making his way in life as Pierre LaFont for the rest of time.
In addition to all of that, was Sydney Bristow. True, he had only been in the room with her for fifteen minutes, if that, and in that time she had thought him to be the enemy but that was enough, that was all he needed. She hadn’t left his mind since that night. He hadn’t seen her since that night, something he was both thankful for and regretful of. Thankful because he wasn’t sure that he could handle hurting her like all the others, certainly not if he had to look into those eyes she had but regretful because he wanted to see her again. More than anything he wanted to help her; set her free from her imprisonment and for that, he needed the CIA.
Around the time he had really started to give up hope, he was finally contacted by the CIA by way of a pizza box. Strange, yes, but also effective. Their message, however, was less than satisfactory. They had gotten his messages and were quote ‘working on the situation’ that was all that was said. So, slightly disheartened, Vaughn went dutifully back to his life as Pierre LaFont.
His newest assignment: single handedly infiltrating a CIA facility in, ironically enough, Washington, DC, his hometown. He hadn’t quite figured out what exactly he was going to do when he got there, aside from swiping his CIA ID card in order to gain access to the facility. Well, that’s what he would have liked to do, but he knew the Covenant watching him was a very likely possibility so he had to stay in character. But working to his advantage was the knowledge of how this facility worked security systems and all. Working to his disadvantage was his assignment of sealing something from the CIA to give to the enemy, something the CIA would obviously not be fond of but he managed to talk himself into the fact that one way or another, he would steal it back and return it to the CIA. So, he boarded a flight back to America and was actually rather thankful about it.
In the dead of the night Vaughn approached the storage facility, carefully infiltrating at the time of the guard’s shift change. He made his way back through the narrow, winding corridors until he reached the lockdown area he was searching for. He recovered the vial of serum that the Covenant wanted and was just about to safely exit the building free and clear when he came face to face with Agent Eric Weiss, his very best friend in the whole world, who had a gun trained on his face.
“s***, man.” Eric groaned as he lowered his weapon. “What are you doing?”
“What do you think I’m doing? Deep cover remember?” Vaughn said.
“Right,” Eric sighed.
“Look do me a favor and tell them I’d better get more than a pizza box next time, ok?” He told his friend.
“You got it, be safe man and get out of here,” Eric said.
“Thanks,” Vaughn said as he jogged out of the building and disappeared into the darkness of night.
Vaughn had met Eric Weiss during his sophomore year at James Madison University. Eric was also a sophomore and they became best friends immediately. They roomed together their last two years in school. When Vaughn had explained to Eric that he was going to join the CIA, Eric decided to join as well. Actually in the words of Eric it was more like, “We get to carry guns?! Sweet! I’m in.”
They went through training together and once they became active field agents out of the DC branch they were partners. They even lived together briefly until Eric’s ‘bachelor of forever’ status became too irritating for Vaughn, so he moved in order to maintain their close friendship.
He and Eric had been through every one of their missions together. They had helped the other out when one of them had gotten hurt and they always had each other’s backs. Truthfully, Vaughn missed his best friend. But he had to believe that what he was doing had greater importance, that it was somehow a means to an end and that someway, what he was doing would save the life of at least one CIA agent. And if it had to be only one, Vaughn knew exactly which he would pick.
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Upon arriving at his new apartment, or rather LaFont’s new apartment, Vaughn began to snoop for surveillance equipment. He found exactly what he suspected, audio surveillance everywhere and video everywhere but the bathroom. He carried his bag to the bedroom and set it down on the bed. Then he took from it a brown, rather wrinkled paper bag. Simple and yet very effective. Subtly, he stuffed the bag into his pocket and casually walked towards the bathroom. Once in there he used the edge of the counter for support as he took out a pen and began scribbling on the paper bag.
I found Bristow. The covenant is holding her captive. They had me interrogate her but she said nothing. How am I to proceed?
One of the benefits of being located only minutes from Paris, a major metropolitan city, was the ease of being able to subtly dead drop something for the CIA to find. After he finished writing on the bag, he crumpled it up and stored it away for his trip into Paris the next day. Then, he went to unpack the rest of his suitcase.
He hung his new, tacky suits in the closet and tossed some shoes on the bottom. Then he took out his LA Kings PJ pants (a ‘Michael Vaughn’ item he refused to live with out), changed into them and crawled into bed. He reached for his journal, unlocked it and then stared at the next blank page for almost five minutes before getting his pen and scribbling down a single sentence.
I’m in way over my head here.
~*~
The purpose of solitary confinement in total darkness was to break a person down to the point of insanity. Humans, by nature, needed other humans and everything needs light. Being left alone with their own thoughts and only the voices in their own head drives them to the very brink. After a person has reached this point, they’ve become broken, battered and barely existing at all. Then, if it is desired, the enemy will build this person back up, molding them into who they want them to be.
Sydney knew this. It’s Capture and Torture 101 information. She knew it and yet she submitted to it anyway. Alone, in the dark with her thoughts she was trapped. Sometimes, when she was feeling a bit better, she tried to lighten her darkened mood by singing in her head or reading a book in her head or watching her favorite movie in her head. But those things only lasted for a few moments at a time and then it was back to the darkness and wondering. Why were they keeping her alive? What did they ultimately want? Would they turn her into something else? Somewhere down inside of her she wanted to fight but could she? She wasn’t sure.
The worst was the dreams. The torture she could handle along with the starvation and the pain. But the dreams were more difficult. Sleep was usually an escape; a time to be free of what was plaguing you in the real word. But when she slept she dreamt horrible vivid dreams of pain, suffering and torture. Some of them were flashbacks to times she had been tortured before or even more recent torture that these people had inflicted on her. Some of them were new, things that hadn’t happened to her when she was awake but felt just as real in her sleep. But her newest dream, the dream she had that night, there were flashes of brilliant green eyes.
She awoke with a start in a cold sweat, the dream she had just been having still fresh in her mind and making the bile rise in her throat. A few deep breaths calmed her down but she still backed herself up against the cement wall, as if that would keep her away from the demons haunting her. She had a flashback to her interrogation the previous day. It had been the first time someone had spoken to her only in the dream the interrogation went further than in reality and she was being beaten. The only thing identifiable on her attacker’s shadowy face was brilliant green eyes that were almost glowing at her like shining emeralds.
Those eyes were the only thing she remembered of that man Pierre, she thought his name was. She remembered them because to her, they were odd. Usually the men who beat her had dark, clouded eyes filled with hatred and heartlessness. But those eyes were soft and kind and they were clear and sparkling. In a different situation she could have stared into those eyes for hours and just gotten lost in them. But the thing that struck her as even odder was that in them she saw pity and fear.
She immediately shook off that thought. It must have simply been a hallucination of her starvation. The only thing she did hope was that her dream wouldn’t come true and that her arm wouldn’t be painfully snapped by the green eyed mystery Frenchmen.
Chapter 4
That first month as Pierre LaFont was the most difficult month of Vaughn’s life. It was hard enough phasing into the life of someone else for the job, but considering the person he had become was different than him in every way it was particularly dreadful for Vaughn. He had become one of the Covenant’s main interrogators from what he could tell. Three times a week he would rough up some thug until he found the information necessary or Cole or Sofia told him to quit.
To make matters worse, he hadn’t received any contact from the CIA. He had sent them three paper bags of information through dead drops and he was almost convinced they had gone through, but he had received nothing from them and it was beginning to worry him. There was no way he could survive completely cut off from the CIA, making his way in life as Pierre LaFont for the rest of time.
In addition to all of that, was Sydney Bristow. True, he had only been in the room with her for fifteen minutes, if that, and in that time she had thought him to be the enemy but that was enough, that was all he needed. She hadn’t left his mind since that night. He hadn’t seen her since that night, something he was both thankful for and regretful of. Thankful because he wasn’t sure that he could handle hurting her like all the others, certainly not if he had to look into those eyes she had but regretful because he wanted to see her again. More than anything he wanted to help her; set her free from her imprisonment and for that, he needed the CIA.
Around the time he had really started to give up hope, he was finally contacted by the CIA by way of a pizza box. Strange, yes, but also effective. Their message, however, was less than satisfactory. They had gotten his messages and were quote ‘working on the situation’ that was all that was said. So, slightly disheartened, Vaughn went dutifully back to his life as Pierre LaFont.
His newest assignment: single handedly infiltrating a CIA facility in, ironically enough, Washington, DC, his hometown. He hadn’t quite figured out what exactly he was going to do when he got there, aside from swiping his CIA ID card in order to gain access to the facility. Well, that’s what he would have liked to do, but he knew the Covenant watching him was a very likely possibility so he had to stay in character. But working to his advantage was the knowledge of how this facility worked security systems and all. Working to his disadvantage was his assignment of sealing something from the CIA to give to the enemy, something the CIA would obviously not be fond of but he managed to talk himself into the fact that one way or another, he would steal it back and return it to the CIA. So, he boarded a flight back to America and was actually rather thankful about it.
In the dead of the night Vaughn approached the storage facility, carefully infiltrating at the time of the guard’s shift change. He made his way back through the narrow, winding corridors until he reached the lockdown area he was searching for. He recovered the vial of serum that the Covenant wanted and was just about to safely exit the building free and clear when he came face to face with Agent Eric Weiss, his very best friend in the whole world, who had a gun trained on his face.
“s***, man.” Eric groaned as he lowered his weapon. “What are you doing?”
“What do you think I’m doing? Deep cover remember?” Vaughn said.
“Right,” Eric sighed.
“Look do me a favor and tell them I’d better get more than a pizza box next time, ok?” He told his friend.
“You got it, be safe man and get out of here,” Eric said.
“Thanks,” Vaughn said as he jogged out of the building and disappeared into the darkness of night.
Vaughn had met Eric Weiss during his sophomore year at James Madison University. Eric was also a sophomore and they became best friends immediately. They roomed together their last two years in school. When Vaughn had explained to Eric that he was going to join the CIA, Eric decided to join as well. Actually in the words of Eric it was more like, “We get to carry guns?! Sweet! I’m in.”
They went through training together and once they became active field agents out of the DC branch they were partners. They even lived together briefly until Eric’s ‘bachelor of forever’ status became too irritating for Vaughn, so he moved in order to maintain their close friendship.
He and Eric had been through every one of their missions together. They had helped the other out when one of them had gotten hurt and they always had each other’s backs. Truthfully, Vaughn missed his best friend. But he had to believe that what he was doing had greater importance, that it was somehow a means to an end and that someway, what he was doing would save the life of at least one CIA agent. And if it had to be only one, Vaughn knew exactly which he would pick.
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Great update. Can´t wait for more.
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tankoo for tha pm
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Awesome two chapter in one day YAY! I'm glad that Syd thinks about Vaughn and I'm glad that he doesn't have to beat her up for information cuz I don't think that would go very well. Thanks for the PM and please update soon I can't wait to read more this story is great.
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Great update. I hope he can get Syd out of there soon.
Can't wait for more
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That was so good they are falling in love with each other, I'm sure they'll find a way to be together.
Great chapter. Thanks for the pm.
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Great chapter. Thanks for the pm.
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