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Chapter Nine
Sydney and Micheal exchanged worried glances at the sound of Kathryn's scream.
Micheal quickly pulled his gun out and they both slowly approached the door.
He quickly looked to her for confirmation, before he lifted up his shoe and kicked the door open.
They both cautiously entered their weapons raised as they surveyed the small but elegant hallway leading to the bedroom.
Micheal cursed under his breath and Sydney's head whipped up.
"What is. . " she began and then saw what had upset him.
The balcony door was wide open, with the white curtains billowing outside almost eerily.
Sydney lowered her weapon with a resigned sigh.
"Daniel's gone." she said quietly.
Micheal, meanwhile had entered the bedroom.
Sydney was two steps behind him, when she heard him cry out.
"Oh Jesus Christ! . Sydney. . "
he quickly emerged from the bedroom blocking her from going any further.
"Micheal. . Whats in there?" Sydney demanded as she tried to peep past his shoulder.
Micheal shook his head vehemently.
"No Syd. . .Just dont. . .
Please. . .I cant let you see that. . ." he said desperately.
"Micheal! I work for the CIA. I've seen plenty of gastly sights. . .
Im fully equiped to see whatevers in there." she insisted and pushed past him.
"Oh My God. . ." her eyes widened in disbelief and horror.
Kathryn. . . .
There was just so much of blood. . .
On the walls. . .
Everywhere. .
Sydney clamped a hand over her mouth as she struggled to hold back the urge to puke.
Then she saw Kathryn's arms. . .
Oh God. . Sydney's eyes rolled back in her head and she promptly fainted.
Micheal swiftly stepped forward and caught her gently, so that she wouldnt fall to the ground.
He slowly stood up and surveyed the room.
Swallowing hard, he walked over to the bed where Kathryn lay in a tangled heap.
He needed to call a doctor. . .
"She has almost to many internal injuries to survive." Dr Mathews spoke crisply as he stood over Sydney and Micheal who were sitting on the bench in the hospital.
"Whats her status? Will she make it?" Sydney asked numbly as she unconciously reached for Micheal's hand.
He squeezed her hand reassuringly and Sydney smiled faintly at him.
Dr Mathews sighed heavily.
"Kathryn will probably make a full recovery, however i cannot guarantee that.
Did you know that she had been drugged? We found a strange substance in her blood." Mathews was glaring at them almost accusingly.
Sydney's mind whirled as she thought back to when the two of them had been sitting by the bar together.
The way Kathryn had grimaced when she took the first sip of her champagne.
'It was drugged.' Sydney suddenly realised.
Someone had drugged Kathryn's drink.
"Ms Sullivan was also raped." Dr Mathews shook his head as he stared at them as if it had been their fault.
Micheal just winced and then nodded grimly.
'In some ways maybe it was our fault.' Sydney thought depressed.
The Doctor left then, to give them some privacy.
"Please tell me we're going to kill Daniel really painfully." Sydney muttered.
Micheal looked surprised.
"Youre still intrested in sticking around with me. . .
Even after this?" Micheal sounded touched.
She smiled softly at him.
"Micheal. . .We're in this together. . .
Dont you ever doubt that." she said sincerely.
He leaned forward and slowly wrapped his arms around her.
"Thank you Syd. . .
Thank you so much for being there. . ." he whispered.
He wondered if she was sticking around based on merit.
Or if she actually loved him?
Even though she hadnt admitted to him he still held hope in his heart that she did indeed love him.
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Sydney rubbed her eyes tiredly as she walked up to the elevator.
It was two in the morning by the time they had left the hospital, and had returned to the hotel.
It just made no sense returning to L.A that night, seeing as Sydney hadnt been called in to work the next day.
She had wanted to go to the front desk and confirm their stay at the huge hotel.
Micheal was still in the shower and she firgured she could be back even before, he stepped out.
'Knowing the showers he takes, he wont even guess i was gone.' Sydney smirked to herself.
The lift doors smoothly opened and she walked out into the foyer, heading for the reception desk.
There was someone standing there. . .
She peered at the back of his head.
He just looked so familiar. . .
He turned around then and Sydney's eyes widened in horror.
Kevin Finnes in the flesh stood there, smiling at her.
"Sydney! I didnt realise you'd be here. . " he said as if seeming pleasantly surprised.
"Kevin. . .What. . Are you doing here?" she asked nearly stumbling over her words in her haste.
She couldnt believe this!
What was he doing here?
Kevin smiled, an almost predatory smile as he advanced on her.
"I could ask you the same question. . Sydney. . " he murmured and she found herself shuddering in disgust.
"Im. . .Im on holiday. . .
Just thought i'd make a quick getaway. . ." she forced a smile, inwardly wincing at her choice of words.
A Getaway? Oh yeah. . .
Now that seemed like an almost too appropriate word.
"We're following a lead. .
Apparently Mr Vaughn was spotted entering this hotel and casino. . ." Kevin drawled and Much to Sydney's horror she saw five more CIA field rated agents, step through the hotel sliding doors.
"A lead? What did you do?
Bring the entire CIA here?" Sydney asked feeling nearly hysterical.
Kevin laughed softly.
"Oh Sydney, Sydney. . .
These are your colleagues!
You should be thrilled to see them. . ." he chided her.
Sydney forced a smile.
"Oh sure Kev. . Its just im on holiday. . ."
"Infact speaking of that. . .
What room number are you staying in?" he asked curiously.
Sydney froze.
Im sleeping next to Micheal Vaughn didnt sound like a very good answer then, even though it was the truth. . .
"Im in Room 605. And im alone." she said trying to clarify that.
Kevin frowned and Sydney realised he was staring at her pyjamas.
"Funny you should say that. ." he murmured and Sydney's eyes widened as she stared at her outfit.
In her hurry, she had just tossed on Micheal's black button down shirt.
She looked up at Kevin, her face reddening.
"Sydney . . ." Kevin began slowly.
"Why are you dressed in mens clothes?"
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