EKK. I am such a bad poster! I am SOOOOO sorry all, I know u all must hate me now. I’ve done a little summary of what’s happened so far because lets face it we’ve all forgotten (that includes me too lol) Hope you all enjoy and I am working on more updates (just think I graduated on may 23rd and now its summer so I should have lots of writing time.) Pleaseeeee review and tell me what you think because I am VERY unsure of the action parts *hides* I love you all for your wonderful reviews so far!!
Oh and also there is some medical lingo in this chapter, which I know very little of/about so if something is wrong sorry! If you tell me what it really is I would be happy for fix it for you all.
Summary:
Syd and Vaughn took down SD-6 and KISSED!! (awww) Then Vaughn took Syd back to his place where they got some much needed sleep (and yes they REALLY SLEPT) Next they went to talk to Fran, and Fran got to meet Vaughn. Syd and Vaughn just spent time together (finally), because Vaughn took some time off to take care of Syd, But… They got a Lead on Sloane, Derevko and Sark. Being the good CIA agents they are Syd and Vaughn went off on a mission to capture them all, where Syd saw a picture of a young women on a screen with some kind of rambaldi link.(very descriptive I know) Who the girl is, is still unknown. And lastly there was the fight where….
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Everything seems to be flashing slowly in front of me, as in slow motion. Finally snapping out of my daze I lunge at the guy taking him down just as I hear the loud pop of his gun. Picking my self up off the floor after delivering an elbow to this creeps head. My eye’s immediately find Vaughn’s limp form lying on the floor.
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Chapter 10~
Syd’s POV ~
He’s holding his left leg. Rushing to his side I notice he’s still conscious, quickly I fumble with my coms and call for the medic in the back up team. Once done with that I gently place my hands against his wounded thigh in an unsuccessful attempt to keep it form bleeding out. A few minutes later the medic appears at my side, Vaughn reaches for my hand, however, I can tell he’s going to lose conciseness soon, my hand leaves imprints on his black t-shirt and his hands, staining them red with blood as well. Once the medic team has his leg banged, we’re loaded into a black tactical van and taken to the nearest CIA affiliated hospital.
Once we arrive Vaughn is taken off through the wide double doors, leaving me staring at the swinging plastic sign reading employees’ only. I vaguely hear my dad talking to the doctors, but nothing they say makes much sense to me right now. I feel a hand on my shoulder turning I come face to face my dad, and just fall into his arms quietly crying. At first he just stands there unresponsive; soon however he wraps me in his arms like he did some many times before when I was a little girl. After regaining a slight amount of control, I slowly pull away as I notice Weiss and Dixon sitting in the near by waiting room. My dad leads me over and wordlessly I take a set next to Dixon, and across from Eric. It’s another hour, 15 minutes and 20 seconds later, I know because I was watching the hypnotic ticking of the clock hands, before the doctor approaches us.
“Hello, my name is Dr. Guidotti and I am Mr. Michael Vaughn’s doctor, which one of you do I report his status to?” He looks to my dad, probably because he’s the oldest so the doctor must assume he’d be the one in charge here, which is correct.
“Yes, I am Jack Bristow and I am the senior agent here, however we would all like to hear agents Vaughn’s status.” My dad responds, shocking all of us. I never would have thought my dad would do this for me, but I guess he figures I’ll just find my own ways if he shuts me out.
“Ok, please follow me to my office then.” Dr. Guidotti responds dryly. You would thinking after years of training to read people I would be able to read this man standing in front of me, however as of now I still have no clue what to expect of the news he’s about to deliver, which only frustrates me more. Once in the office the doctor, my dad and I sit, seeing how there are only 3 chairs in the room, and when everyone else gets settled the doctor begins.
“Mr. Vaughn was shoot in the left thigh, as you all know, the bullet did rupture the femoral, a major vein in the leg that delivers blood back to the heart, causing the heart to be deprived of blood when damaged. However, because you all were able to get him medical treatment so quickly he did not loss a large enough amount of blood to leave any permanent damage. As of now we have removed the bullet and stitched the wound together. He’s stable at the moment but still under the influence of many sedatives. We do expect him to be alert by tomorrow afternoon. Are there any questions you have for me at this time?” he finished while looking over his notes one last time.
“No, can I go see him now?” I ask
“Yes, I’ll take you all to his room now.” He responds to my father while standing to leave the office. We start down the stark, white halls for a while, taking many turns before we come to a halt in front of a door marked with two bold black numbers, reading 47. The doctor leaves us outside the room as he turns to tend to his many other patients. Turning to face the others, mainly to stall time and gain some strength, I receive a small reassuring smile from them all. After a few minutes of complete silence my father turns to open the door and leads the way inside.
Once inside I finally get a glance at Vaughn and my stomach does flip flops as my face surlier turns pail. Vaughn is lying in a standard white hospital bed, an IV running out of one hand, while an oxygen mask lies over his mouth aiding him to breathe. His left leg hangs suspended in a sling from the ceiling covered from toe to thigh in white medical gaze. As my eyes once again move to rest on his face I notice it is almost the same sickening color of the stark white hospital sheets.
It’s not till I feel Eric’s hand on my shoulder that I realize I have stopped in the doorway. He leads me over towards the bed slowly and I take the seat beside it. Soon after sitting down my dad and Dixon excuse themselves and exit the room. Looking over at Weiss I can see the pain etched onto his face and realize this must be hard on him as well. We sit in silence for a long moment till a nurse comes in to check on Vaughn’s vital signs. Eric exits the room with the nurse mumbling something about updating the others, but I really think he did it to give me some time alone with Vaughn. Gently moving up to sit on the edge of the bed I take his hand in mine and quietly plead with him to come back to me.
Later that evening my father tries to get me to go with him and the others to the hotel, however I insist on staying with Vaughn and finally my desire is granted. Once they all leave I resume my place on the bed till around 2 am when sleep threatens to overcome me. Deciding to gently lie down on the bed I quickly fall asleep next to Vaughn, where I belong.
TBC…
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