Title: Rescue Me Criticism is welcome, encouraged even! Summary: Continuing after ‘The Abduction,’ S/V angst Disclaimer: I own none of the following characters – they’re all JJ’s (GREAT MIND!!). Plus, I didn’t come up with the premise of this fic – I was ‘inspired’ by Alias. Well, everybody, I’ve been reading fics for a while and I decided I’d give it a shot myself. This is my first one. I hope you like it! Rescue Me Chapter 1 Vaughn POV As I sit fiddling around at my desk, I watch Jack and Irina over the monitor. I can’t tell what they’re saying to each other, but it’s interesting to watch. I nearly jump at the sound of my phone ringing. “Vaughn here…. What do you mean, we didn’t pick Marshall up at the intercept point? Who did?” Oh felgercarb. --- Sydney POV Dancing and having a great time with Will and Francie, I wonder what Marshall is doing, feeling right now. I feel so bad that he’s caught up in these lies, but I can’t help it. I just hope he makes it through ok. Mid-song, my cell rings. I momentarily stop my booty-shakin’ and answer. “Hello?” It’s Vaughn – “Joey’s Pizza?” I reply with the normal, “You must have the wrong number,” and search for Will and Francie. I tell them I have to leave, apologizing profusely, but assure them that I’ll be back in no time. Leaving the restaurant, I can’t help but wonder what Vaughn wants. --- Sydney POV I arrive at Mikro Self-Storage and as usual, Vaughn is already waiting. I rush in, my short black dress not keeping out the slight chill of the night. “What’s up?” I say with concern. Vaughn turns around and begins speaking. “Syd, we have a…” His voice catches as he looks at me, and I feel a little uncomfortable. Fortunately, he shakes it off and continues. “We have a problem. Marshall wasn’t intercepted by the CIA. We don’t know exactly what happened, but it seems he may have been abducted.” I feel like I got the wind knocked out of me. “What?! How did this happen? Who did this?!” “His car never arrived at the point of interception, and…” He speaks calmly, but I cut him off. “Marshall said he wanted to take the scenic route. Are you sure we didn’t just lose him?” “We’re sure. We had a tracking device planted on his escort, and it stopped nearly in the middle of an intersection for about five minutes. His car then took off again; we followed, but he wasn’t there. We’re in the process of obtaining the traffic cameras for that intersection and the surrounding ones, but until we get the tapes, we can’t be sure as to where he went, or if he was abducted.” I sat down heavily and looked at my hands, which were wringing the strap of my purse, seemingly with a mind of their own. “I can’t believe this,” I say with defeat. My mind is blank and I pause, until I realize that I must do something. “I need to get him back,” I say with conviction. I look up to Vaughn’s eyes and ask, “What should we do?” “Well, Devlin realizes how vital the information Marshall acquired is, so I think he will support our efforts to find him. Unfortunately, at the moment, we can’t do much more than wait for the tapes.” He sighs. “…Can you think of anyone who would do this, who might have seen you two in London?” I pause and think. “Well, the mission went as planned perfectly, other than Marshall getting a little shot from a tranq dart. We went in, got the information, and were out in less than ten minutes. As far as I know, no one was suspicious, and Powell didn’t seem to realize that we drugged him. How long do you think it will take to get the tapes?” “With any luck, we should get them within the hour.” Vaughn slowly sits down next to me. He looks down and stills one of my hands by taking it within his own. Sighing, he looks in my eyes, and reassures me. “Don’t worry, Syd. We’ll get him back. I know we can do this.” I look away awkwardly and rise, dropping his hands in the process. “I hope so…I need to get back to Francie’s party – call me if anything turns up.” Vaughn softly replies, “OK, I will,” as I briskly walk out without looking back, my mind a jumbled mess. Well, there it is - Chapter one! I gotta know, or ? If I do continue, I promise there will be more S/V angst to come! Anyway, please review!