Mirror, Mirror, On the Wall

Yeah, sorry guys, I just finished the next section today, but I don't have enough time to post it now. I have Jazz in like a half an hour and for some reason it takes me a while to type this thing. So, my story WILL be up by the end of the night, but I've gotta go to class. Sorry, I hate to keep you guys waiting, but I hope you can live another 2 and a half hours.
 
Okay, here I am again, as promised. And I just want to say HOW MUCH I LOVE
YOU PEOPLE! Seriously. OMG You people are SO sweet. Just thought I'd
mention. So, here goes.

Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who are the loneliest of all?
Why those who lose true love of course!
But true love is never lost, but waiting to be found

"Syd what are you talking about?" asked Vaughn, confusion in his eyes.
"These people are dangerous, Michael," explained Sydney. "And they're majorly top
secret. I mean, we went for seven years not knowing who they were. We still
don't. How do we know that they won't come back for me? It's only been three days
since I've been back. Add on the three days it took me to get here, that makes six.
That's not a lot. They could show up tomorrow. They could take me away again."
Sydney started getting teary-eyed. "Or even worse, take you away. I don't- I don't
want you going through what I did."
"Okay." said Vaughn soothingly. "Here's what we'll do. It's five o'clock already (A/N
yeah I know I said the middle of the night, but 5 is still pretty early.). We'll get
dressed, go into work. See if we can find anything about criminals that have been seen
in Montana in the past 7 years. Okay?"

Sydney nodded silently.
"Good," said Vaughn. "Don't worry sweetie. It's going to be fine. It's all going to be
alright."
But neither of them really believed him.
***

"Anything?" asked Sydney, approaching Vaughn as he walked away from an agent
who had been looking up sightings.
"Nothing. The last time a criminal was seen in Montana was Sloane, about a week
before we captured him."
"So, what does that mean? This is someone new?" Sydney looked up into his deep
green eyes, still sparked with worry for her after all these years. (A/N my attempt at
telling you what they look like, yeah I know it sucked. They look pretty much the
same guys, what can I say...)

"Maybe. Or it could be that they were in disguise, or that no one reported them."
"Believe it or not, I'd prefer an old enemy to a new one. At least then I'd almost
know what to expect."
"I know. We'll keep looking. Do you think you'll be able to tell us where you were
held hostage?" Vaughn mentally smacked himself. "Would it be too hard for you?
Because-"
"No," reassured Sydney "I can tell you, but why?"
"So we could watch the compound via satellite. Maybe catch some movement that
could lead us to whoever's in charge. And I promise you Syd. I'll shoot the son of a
----- myself."
Sydney looked him hard in the face. "I get a bullet too."
Vaughn almost smiled. "Deal."
***

Sydney instructed the agents on the general location of the compound, and after a little
searching they got exact coordinates. What they found shocked them.
"It's a raid..." muttered Sydney under her breath.
"Who are these guys? Zoom in," instructed Vaughn, "Let's see if we get any clues."
They followed his instructions, and Sydney and Vaughn inspected the image closely.
"See anything?" asked Vaughn, he didn't.
"No... but they look like they're leaving. Without prisoners."
"Or technology. You said they were moving you right?" Sydney nodded. "So maybe
they evacuated."
"So they're still out there. The people who ruined my life for seven years." Sydney felt
Vaughn grab her hand and hold it tightly. She took in a shaky breath. "They're still
out there."

*** LATER THAT NIGHT

Sydney dried her hair as she finished getting dressed after her shower.
"Michael? I don't really feel up to-" she froze. "going out tonight..." she finished.
"But that won't be a problem will it?" asked Vaughn, amused, smile growing across his
face. "Surprised?" Vaughn had completely taken over the dining room. He had
prepared a candle-lit romantic dinner for two, complete with roses and... take-out?
"Take-out Chinese food, my favorite."
"I know."
"I know you know, you know everything about me." said Sydney.
"Because I love you."
"I love you too."
They sat down to eat and Sydney could not remember being so at peace, or so at
home.

*** CIA OPERATIONS CENTER
"Sydney!" Weiss called from across the room.
"Hey, Weiss what's up?"
"Not much. Vaughn's not with you?" Weiss peered around her, looking for Vaughn.
"Nope. He didn't get called in, they just wanted me. He went shopping."
"MIKE! Shopping?" Weiss was dangerously close to bursting out laughing. "He
must buying something for you."
"I doubt it," said Sydney, laughing. "How much can you buy for one person?"
"For you, Mike would buy the world."
Sydney didn't answer. They both knew it was true.

They went over to Jack to find out why Sydney had been called in.
"Dad, what's going on?"
"We got a positive ID on the person who held you hostage."
"Are you sure?"
"99 percent. A single person came back to the compound last night, alone, after the
raiders left. And he was able to get in."
Jack pushed some buttons and pulled up a picture of...
"Sark?" Sydney was shocked. "He's still out after all this time?"
"We haven't seen him since Sloane was taken in."
"That could be because he spent his time watching ME BEING HELD PRISONER
FOR SEVEN YEARS!!"
"Sydney. There's more."
"MORE?!"
"We think that Sark is here. In LA."

Sydney remembered something. Something that was said to her after her first escape
attempt her first week at the compound. Something she had completely forgotten
about.
"We will make this very clear, Ms. Bristow." one of the men had said, holding a
stick that sent off electric charges throught Sydney's body. "If you by some chance
happen to escape, we won't just come after you. We will come after those you care
about. Starting with Michael Vaughn." She had totally forgotten about it, and
hadn't even tried to escape since then.

"Oh my G-d," breathed Sydney. "Michael."

***
Vaughn exited the store with a smile on his face. He couldn't wait until tonight.
Sydney was going to get the biggest surprise of her life.

Sydney. He had missed her so much. Every day was a constant heartache. The
only thing that kept him living was the hope that maybe, someday, Sydney would come
home to him.

He was so obsorbed in his thoughts, he hardly felt the needle go under his skin. He
was unconscious before he hit the floor.


That's all for now. I hope you liked it and keep the reviews coming!!!
 
WOW! That was great!!! And you finally spelled it right!! YAY!! ::cheers:: LMAO! Great chapter!! except, this one line I didn't get:
"We got a positive ID on the person who help you hostage."
Click to expand...
is it supposed to be held??

And OMG! NOT VAUGHN! DON'T TAKE VAUGHN!! NOOO!!! LMAO!

*runs out of room like a drunken ocelot*
 
omg!!!! that was sooo good! please write more asap. im writing my own too so i know how hard it is but plzzzzzzzzzzz. and vaughn can't be hunted!!!! lol hes the hott one. hott ones can't be voted off the island (killed off) lol! how about sark no one wants to hear about him! lol
lauren :super: teimle
 
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