Running away

I'm hooked on this story. btw your spelling was kind of distracting before, but the last chapter was perfect! Keep writing, please! ^_^
 
here is the next chapter like i promised.


Chapter eight


“So you finally decided to join us?” said a voice Vaughn recognized, he looked through the door, there was a girl standing in the corner with a smug face on, a man tied in a chair with duck tape on his face and an other man, whom Vaughn could recognize.
“Lennox?”

“Michael, you where not the one we expected but now… I guess this is better.” said Lennox.
“What are you doing??” Vaughn screamed. Vaughn paid no attention to what Lennox had said.
“What am I doing? I should ask you the same question.” Lennox shot back.
“I came to rescue…” Vaughn trailed off when he saw that the only girl in the room was perfectly fine.
“What? Came to rescue poor Francie? She is fine… right sweetie?”
“Right.” Francie replied with a smile, fingering her dagger.
“But… why?”
“God! You CIA agents are such idiots!” Lennox said with a small laugh. “Do you remember a certain person named Dr. Enzo Markovic?”

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(Sydney in the car)

“Oh my god I can’t believe he did that! I can’t let him do this alone.” Sydney tried it get up but fell backwards into her seat because of the agonizing pain that shot through her side. “When I find out who shot me…” Sydney threatened.
That was when she got an idea. He shifted her body over to the driver’s seat and when realizing that she didn’t have any keys she stuck her hand under the wheel, pulled out two wires, with her many agent training lessons flowing back to her, she managed to start the care. Sydney slammed her foot on the gas and took off, heading strait for the CIA. When she pulled up to the building she checked her watch, Vaughn has been in there for fifteen minutes. She ran inside to the hospital wing. She ran up to the nurse at the desk.
“I need a doctor.”
“I’m sorry, but your gonna have to- oh my god!” the nurse screamed when she saw the huge patch of blood on her stomach.
“I need a doc…” Sydney fainted.

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(Back with Vaughn)

“Do you remember a certain person named Dr. Enzo Markovic?”

Vaughn didn’t say anything. Lennox didn’t ether; he just held out his arms and smiled.
“Wha- I don’t understand, Dr. Enzo Markovic is dead.”
“Obviously not.”
“No! Lennox killed him…”
“You mean I killed Lennox.” He said in a very matter-of-fact tone “I did him a favor actually, now he gets to stay with his, fiancé, beautiful woman.”
“But he, he didn’t want Sydney to blow it up, that means that he was the real Dr. Enzo Markovic…”
“I don’t care, I like my new look, I think it looks better then the old me, wouldn’t you agree with me Farncie.” Francie just nodded and looked back at her dagger.
“Then why did he object to her blowing the information up?”
“I don’t know, maybe he found something.”
“No, that’s not possible; he said that he didn’t find anything.”
“He said he didn’t find anything, but anyways, we have to keep you here until our guest of honor gets here.” Francie approached Vaughn but Vaughn raised his gun and pointed it to her forehead. Just as quickly, Lennox did the same to him.
“Now, we want to keep this as clean as possible so put the gun down.” Vaughn hesitated for a moment then slowly placed his gun on the floor, by the door.




ok, review plz! :D
 
hurry hurry write write write!!! yeah, N-O-W! no jus joking, whenever you get a chance but it's REALLY good. and I don't mind spelling mistakes 'cause I can't spell to save my life but there's just one that I have to ask, would you watch just this (below) one, please, for me? I dunno it's just.... ok, below

"weight" is for "his weight was 180 lbs" or "1lb is the weight of one mellon"

"wait" is for "I had to wait a long time" or "she waited so long she wasn't sure if he was coming"

sorry! it's just that one... but ur story rocks! :D would you pm me when the next ch is up? that's be really really really cool! :smiley: ;)
 
DBristow said:
hurry hurry write write write!!! yeah, N-O-W! no jus joking, whenever you get a chance but it's REALLY good. and I don't mind spelling mistakes 'cause I can't spell to save my life but there's just one that I have to ask, would you watch just this (below) one, please, for me? I dunno it's just.... ok, below

"weight" is for "his weight was 180 lbs" or "1lb is the weight of one mellon"

"wait" is for "I had to wait a long time" or "she waited so long she wasn't sure if he was coming"

sorry! it's just that one... but ur story rocks! :D would you pm me when the next ch is up? that's be really really really cool! :smiley: ;)
thanks so much for corecting me! i also can't spell to save my life but at leat i can wright! :D oh and of corse i'll PM you! but it might take a wile before the next chapter is up, i'll be away all week end! :( sorry, but i'll try and post one today or tomarow! thanks!
 
What a great twist! You had my jaw wide open, i couldn't believe that you brought back lennox! You have to post more soon, I want to see where this goes! great job!
 
ok guys, here's the next chapter....


Chapter nine

“Sydney, Sydney…” Sydney herd a familiar voice whispering in her ear, suddenly, she Realized who it was, her eyes shot open.
“Dad!”
“Oh, nice to see your awake!” Jack said as he straitened his back when Sydney’s head shot up, brushing passed his brow.
“What were you talking about?” Sydney asked, her eyes narrowing on her father.
“What? Oh, I was… um…. talking to my self.” Jack had always been the straightest agent in the CIA. He wouldn’t loose his cool no matter what. But when it came to his daughter, Jack was never prepared, she was his only weakness.
“Right.” Sydney said as she sarcastically nodded her head. “Jack Bristow has never and will never talk to himself.”
“Is that so?” Jack said, raising and eyebrow.
“Yes it is.”
“Fine, I guess I can’t hide anything from you. I was just trying to figure out how you got yourself shot in the stomach? I thought you had retired from the life of an agent.”
“I did, long story.” Sydney sighed then quickly sat up in her hospital bed.
“What?” said Jack instinctively.
“Vaughn…” she trailed off. “I have to go.” Sydney tried to get out of the bed but Jack got in her way.
“You’re not going any where until the doctor says you can leave and I expect that, that won’t be until a couple of days.”
“Dad, listen, I have to go! Just please, I have to go! Let me go!”
“I can’t, I’m sorry. If it was under any other circumstances, I would, but not now.”
“But-” Sydney started to ague but what her dad said lingered in her mind, “what circumstance?”
“Sydney, you’re pregnant.”

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(With Vaughn)

I can’t believe Lennox is dead…. I just can’t be real. I wish this was a dream, but it hurts too much to be a dream. Vaughn thought just before Francie took an other light swipe at his hand with the dagger, he cringed in pain.
“Francie, that’s enough.” said Lennox, who was sitting cross legged on a chair at the other side of the room. Francie gave a snort of irritation then backed a way taking a cloth out of her pocket and wiping Vaughn’s blood from her dagger. Vaughn rolled his eyes in relief and exhaled very hard as if trying to get all the pain to go with his breath.
Vaughn looked at his all-to-familiar surroundings for the hundredth time. The gray cement floor and walls, the white ceiling from witch hung four buzzing light fixtures. His eyes traveled around the room to the people inside it, Francie, once again fingering her reflective dagger. Lennox who was glancing around the room. His eyes lingering on the door for a few seconds before moving them to his victims, then to Francie. Then Vaughn looked to his right where sat, securely tied to his chair, a young, skinny man with sandy brown hair and a look of terror and disgust on his face. Since he was too bored to even realize exactly what he was doing, Vaughn opened his mouth to say something to Lennox, then decided agents it. Instead, he turned to the man on his right.
“So, what’s your name.” he said with a friendly smile. Vaughn didn’t have duck tape over his mouth, they had decided agents it so that they could hear him scream, and they believed that if Sydney was out there, she would be automatically drawn to the sound of Vaughn screaming. Although he was tied to a chair. The other man, on the other hand, did have duck tape plastered to his mouth but when Lennox herded what Vaughn had said, he walked over and ripped the duck tape off.
“Tell him.” Lennox commanded. The man gave him a foul look but turned to Vaughn, “my name is Will Tippin.”



ok, :D there you go! review! thanks :D
 
Angel said:
This has to be one of the best story's I've ever read. You need to write more.
:woot: omg, that is the nicest thing! thank you so much, oh my god! that's so nice!!!!!!! i love you!!!!! :D :D you just made my day!!!!! :jump: :jawdrop: :jawdrop: :jawdrop: :jawdrop:
 
good chapter! although, would a pregnancy really survive the mother being shot, in the stomach? anyway it's really good. i like it when jack is really nice to syd. I think he's a really good guy but doesn't know how to go about fixing their relationship...neway. keep goin gurl!

it's good!!! :D
 
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