kleverkitten
Cadet
<span style='font-size:14pt;line-height:100%'>This is soooo good!</span>
As you would be able to tell from my other posts, I usually don't like this brainwash type stuff, but this one is fantastic! Really great! I think that was so sweet when she was listening to him talk to himself about the way they used to love each other...and her eyes....(sigh) Sweet stuff! ^_^
As you would be able to tell from my other posts, I usually don't like this brainwash type stuff, but this one is fantastic! Really great! I think that was so sweet when she was listening to him talk to himself about the way they used to love each other...and her eyes....(sigh) Sweet stuff! ^_^
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mystery_chick
Guest
hum... u've got my attention. Really intriguing. Keep up the great job 
--Mandy
--Mandy
aliaschick4mv
Cadet
LMAO I just realized that Syd in my story doesn't have any memory either. LOL Ok, now I feel stupid. I promise, I didn't come up with it after reading this, that's where the title of my fic came from... But whatever. Anyway, GREAT fic. I can't wait for more.
Aliasfan23
Cadet
do go on.......
ummm.... to post or not to... not ot becasue my mom is yelling at me.. but 2 morrow at 3 in the afternoon i will get it up! then more than 1 post a day! sry guys! i wanted to to but i ahev to g2 bed... i have 9 chaps written now. and no more writers block!!!! thanks for reading! and soon more will be up!
VaughnFan13
Cadet
good chap...but post as soon as you can!
wildwildrae
Cadet
Suggestion, get a massage. You seem uptight, we all like your fic, don't worry so much about people's reviews.
very interesting, gotta love the Vaughn!
Rachel
very interesting, gotta love the Vaughn!
Rachel
aliaschick4mv
Cadet
LMAO!!wildwildrae said:Suggestion, get a massage. You seem uptight, we all like your fic, don't worry so much about people's reviews.
very interesting, gotta love the Vaughn!
Rachel
Anyway, I can't wait to read! Three o'clock. Me on the computer, wasting away as I wait for more of the story to come up.
i fiexed it!!! okay heres chater... ummm. 7 right. yeah heres chapter 7!
Chapter 6~ Questions
"What is your earliest memory?"
"Ummm… I don't remember anything really from before the past year. Umm… The red wig I thought of yesterday. I remember it from somewhere."
"Okay, so you don't remember anything else. Nothing about when you were little or even when you were still in school?"
"No. Nothing."
"Okay then, next question. Where do you live?"
"I lived in the US for a little while, I can remember that, but I don't remember anything else from when I was in the US. I lived in Russia for the past year. Everything I can remember happened there."
Liberty was sitting there. One of her hands hand-cuffed to the chair. Just in case anything should happen like yesterday. Vaughn was watching near-by. He just got back from Jack. Who was also very tense about Liberty. He studied her intently. He was sure she was Sydney. She had no clue who he was. Kendall was grilling her for answers like a filet mignon.
"Who is your handler or director?"
Liberty held back at this answer. She had to say something. She became very timid and frightened at the question. If she said anything about Mr. Sark or Sloane, well something very bad would happen to her.
"Liberty, don't worry about getting hurt. You are safe with us. No one can get you here."
Liberty trembled when she spoke, "Sblbobabnbe, he was my director."
"Who?"
"Arvin Sloane and Mr. Sark! They were my 'heads', my officials."
"You're telling me you worked for Sloane directly. For the past year!!!"
Vaughn's jaw dropped.
"Yes sir."
He was silent. Liberty had not known that who she was working for made any difference. Sloane was just a man.
"Excuse me, Kendall is it? Why is he so important?"
"In our search to find the missing Rambaldi Artifacts, Sloane captured one of our best agents and stole our intelligence. Not to mention that he is wanted in over 50 countries. You were working for a man so horrible; I can't even begin to describe him. And you were working for someone who we haven't been able to find in so long."
"Kendall, I don't know what to say. I can't even tell you his location. Our office was moving this weekend so I don't even know here he is."
"I need sometime to think. Liberty I will have Vaughn escort you to your room. I just need to think about what comes next."
"Yes. I know what you need. Grab a cup o' Joe, and relax. I will talk to you later."
"I think you're right Liberty. Vaughn!" Vaughn entered through the heavy metal door, "Can you please escort Liberty back to her cell."
"Sure." He unlocked the handcuffs and helped her up. She was clueless he thought. Another Sydney Bristow, or possibly she could be this long lost love.
enjoy! READ REVIEW AND POST! and im goign to dance... maybe someone will give me a massage there!
Chapter 6~ Questions
"What is your earliest memory?"
"Ummm… I don't remember anything really from before the past year. Umm… The red wig I thought of yesterday. I remember it from somewhere."
"Okay, so you don't remember anything else. Nothing about when you were little or even when you were still in school?"
"No. Nothing."
"Okay then, next question. Where do you live?"
"I lived in the US for a little while, I can remember that, but I don't remember anything else from when I was in the US. I lived in Russia for the past year. Everything I can remember happened there."
Liberty was sitting there. One of her hands hand-cuffed to the chair. Just in case anything should happen like yesterday. Vaughn was watching near-by. He just got back from Jack. Who was also very tense about Liberty. He studied her intently. He was sure she was Sydney. She had no clue who he was. Kendall was grilling her for answers like a filet mignon.
"Who is your handler or director?"
Liberty held back at this answer. She had to say something. She became very timid and frightened at the question. If she said anything about Mr. Sark or Sloane, well something very bad would happen to her.
"Liberty, don't worry about getting hurt. You are safe with us. No one can get you here."
Liberty trembled when she spoke, "Sblbobabnbe, he was my director."
"Who?"
"Arvin Sloane and Mr. Sark! They were my 'heads', my officials."
"You're telling me you worked for Sloane directly. For the past year!!!"
Vaughn's jaw dropped.
"Yes sir."
He was silent. Liberty had not known that who she was working for made any difference. Sloane was just a man.
"Excuse me, Kendall is it? Why is he so important?"
"In our search to find the missing Rambaldi Artifacts, Sloane captured one of our best agents and stole our intelligence. Not to mention that he is wanted in over 50 countries. You were working for a man so horrible; I can't even begin to describe him. And you were working for someone who we haven't been able to find in so long."
"Kendall, I don't know what to say. I can't even tell you his location. Our office was moving this weekend so I don't even know here he is."
"I need sometime to think. Liberty I will have Vaughn escort you to your room. I just need to think about what comes next."
"Yes. I know what you need. Grab a cup o' Joe, and relax. I will talk to you later."
"I think you're right Liberty. Vaughn!" Vaughn entered through the heavy metal door, "Can you please escort Liberty back to her cell."
"Sure." He unlocked the handcuffs and helped her up. She was clueless he thought. Another Sydney Bristow, or possibly she could be this long lost love.
enjoy! READ REVIEW AND POST! and im goign to dance... maybe someone will give me a massage there!