Shniblet47
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Chapter 1-When Everything Changed
Syd Voice Over *
“That day was like any other day. Our mission accomplished, we were sent home for the night. Vaughn and I said our good-nights and went our separate ways. That was when everything changed.”
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Sydney was sitting in her dining room, mulling over the days events with a cup of tea. Today was a great day. She smiled. We caught Sark, and now we’re one step closer to Sloane. Syd currently had one goal, to take down Arvin Sloane, who had and was still employing agents to work for the Alliance while fooling them into thinking they were working for a couvert branch of the CIA. Syd’s blood boiled every time she thought of Sloane. She hated him with every fiber of her being.
Syd changed her train of thought to the one man she could talk to through all of this. Michael Vaughn. It just sounded so perfect. He was so king and gentle, and unbelievably understanding.
Syd’s thoughts were abruptly stopped by the ring of her cell phone. She opened her back and placed the cell phone by her ear.
“Bristow.” She said into the phone.
“Yes. Hello, Sydney? It’s your father. I have to tell you something. Something big.”
No bigger than ‘Sydney, I don’t sell airplane parts.’ Syd laughed at herself, and payed close attention to her father.
“Ya, Dad.”
“Syd, I’m here at Vaughn’s house. Something’s happened.”
Syd’s heart skipped a beat. Breathing heavily and very scared, she grabbed up her bag and jacket, heading out the door.
“I’ll be right there.”
Syd started her car, unaware that something would happen tonight. Something big, something that would change her life forever.
Syd turned the corner of Vaughn’s block. She slowly drove up the street, looking at the 4 fire trucks lined up against the sidewalk. Syd stared in horror at where Vaughn’s house used to be. Syd parked her car across from Vaughn’s house, and got out. She coughed because of all the smoke coming from the house. She looked around and spotted her father, who turned to look at her and came over to her.
“Dad, where’s Vaughn?” Syd asked, letting tears run down her cheeks.
“Sydney, I’m sorry. He-he didn’t make it.”
Syd looked horrified from Jack to what was left of Vaughn’s house and back to Jack. She collapsed onto the ground sobbing, and her father sat down next to her hugging her, trying to comfort her, to no avail.
2 Weeks Later……
Sydney was sitting on the couch, eating straight out from the carton of her coffee ice cream. She heard the door to Francie’s bedroom close and Francie walked in moments later. Syd looked at the clock, confused, and realized it was 7:30 already. She hadn’t slept much the past few weeks since Vaughn died. The caffeine must have been really getting to her.
Francie was wearing clothes appropriate for her job as a restaurant manager, as always. She looked at Sydney with a sad face.
“Syd, come on. Are you going to sit in front of that television forever?”
Francie walked over to her, sat on the couch and put her arm around Sydney.
“Me and Will are going out tonight to that new club on Venice. Wanna come?”
Syd thought about it for a while, and came to her conclusion.
“Fran, I’d love to, but I don’t think it’s a great idea. I don’t think I’m ready.”
Fran frowned. “Ok. If you want to spend another 24 hours in front of your, no, OUR television, so be it.”
Syd’s face fell at her friend’s comment. Francie realized her mistake and quickly added, “If you change your mind, you’re always welcome.”
Francie got off the couch and put her hand on Syd’s shoulder and smiled. “I’ll see you later” She walked to the door and opened it. “Love you.” She screamed behind her and closed the door.
Syd smiled. She knew her friend meant well. She heard the phone ring and picked it up.
“Joey’s Pizza.” She heard on the other end.
“I’m sorry. Wrong number.”
Syd became furious. How dare they! She grabbed her jacket and left her apartment.
Syd stormed into Devlin’s office, totally ignoring the secretary. Devlin, surprised, looked up at Sydney.
“Agent Bristow, how can I help you?”
“Don’t give me that felgercarb. You are the one who knows why I’m here.” Syd said.
“Agent Bristow if you could please sit down, I’ll be back in a moment.”
Devlin stood up and walked out of the room and Sydney sat down. He returned a few minutes later with Weiss, who looked very uncomfortable being in the same room as Sydney. He new halfway what she was feeling, but at the same time knew his grief was nothing compared to hers. Weiss sat down next to Sydney and Devlin started. “As you both know, two weeks ago we apprehended Sark.”
Syd, surprised, cut in. “Whoa! Do you expect me to just hop right back in? There is no way I’m doing this anymore.”
Devlin tried to cut in but Syd just kept going. “I have lost two of the men that I have loved because of my work at SD-6, because of my knowing Arvin Sloane. There is no way in hell I’m coming back!”
“Sydney, you have to understand. This agency values you as an asset in SD-6 and as an agent. Someone as deep in as you are can’t just quit.” Devlin said.
“Frankly, I don’t give a damn what your agency values, and there are many ways for people to disappear.” Syd answered.
“Agent Bristow, right now your only option is Witness Protection.” Devlin explained.
“No. You know I can’t do that.”
“Well then, I guess it’s settled.” Devlin stood up and motioned to someone behind them to enter.
Syd turned around, and was staring at Julian Sark. “What is he doing here?”
“Sark has agreed to share his resources with us, and help us take down the Alliance and Arvin Sloane. Meet your new partner.”
***Well, I hope you liked it. I have a few more chapters already written, but I just have to type them. But remember, your reviews push me to type and write more. So if you like it, PLEASE review, and if you don’t like it, give me advice on how to fix it.
Syd Voice Over *
“That day was like any other day. Our mission accomplished, we were sent home for the night. Vaughn and I said our good-nights and went our separate ways. That was when everything changed.”
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Sydney was sitting in her dining room, mulling over the days events with a cup of tea. Today was a great day. She smiled. We caught Sark, and now we’re one step closer to Sloane. Syd currently had one goal, to take down Arvin Sloane, who had and was still employing agents to work for the Alliance while fooling them into thinking they were working for a couvert branch of the CIA. Syd’s blood boiled every time she thought of Sloane. She hated him with every fiber of her being.
Syd changed her train of thought to the one man she could talk to through all of this. Michael Vaughn. It just sounded so perfect. He was so king and gentle, and unbelievably understanding.
Syd’s thoughts were abruptly stopped by the ring of her cell phone. She opened her back and placed the cell phone by her ear.
“Bristow.” She said into the phone.
“Yes. Hello, Sydney? It’s your father. I have to tell you something. Something big.”
No bigger than ‘Sydney, I don’t sell airplane parts.’ Syd laughed at herself, and payed close attention to her father.
“Ya, Dad.”
“Syd, I’m here at Vaughn’s house. Something’s happened.”
Syd’s heart skipped a beat. Breathing heavily and very scared, she grabbed up her bag and jacket, heading out the door.
“I’ll be right there.”
Syd started her car, unaware that something would happen tonight. Something big, something that would change her life forever.
Syd turned the corner of Vaughn’s block. She slowly drove up the street, looking at the 4 fire trucks lined up against the sidewalk. Syd stared in horror at where Vaughn’s house used to be. Syd parked her car across from Vaughn’s house, and got out. She coughed because of all the smoke coming from the house. She looked around and spotted her father, who turned to look at her and came over to her.
“Dad, where’s Vaughn?” Syd asked, letting tears run down her cheeks.
“Sydney, I’m sorry. He-he didn’t make it.”
Syd looked horrified from Jack to what was left of Vaughn’s house and back to Jack. She collapsed onto the ground sobbing, and her father sat down next to her hugging her, trying to comfort her, to no avail.
2 Weeks Later……
Sydney was sitting on the couch, eating straight out from the carton of her coffee ice cream. She heard the door to Francie’s bedroom close and Francie walked in moments later. Syd looked at the clock, confused, and realized it was 7:30 already. She hadn’t slept much the past few weeks since Vaughn died. The caffeine must have been really getting to her.
Francie was wearing clothes appropriate for her job as a restaurant manager, as always. She looked at Sydney with a sad face.
“Syd, come on. Are you going to sit in front of that television forever?”
Francie walked over to her, sat on the couch and put her arm around Sydney.
“Me and Will are going out tonight to that new club on Venice. Wanna come?”
Syd thought about it for a while, and came to her conclusion.
“Fran, I’d love to, but I don’t think it’s a great idea. I don’t think I’m ready.”
Fran frowned. “Ok. If you want to spend another 24 hours in front of your, no, OUR television, so be it.”
Syd’s face fell at her friend’s comment. Francie realized her mistake and quickly added, “If you change your mind, you’re always welcome.”
Francie got off the couch and put her hand on Syd’s shoulder and smiled. “I’ll see you later” She walked to the door and opened it. “Love you.” She screamed behind her and closed the door.
Syd smiled. She knew her friend meant well. She heard the phone ring and picked it up.
“Joey’s Pizza.” She heard on the other end.
“I’m sorry. Wrong number.”
Syd became furious. How dare they! She grabbed her jacket and left her apartment.
Syd stormed into Devlin’s office, totally ignoring the secretary. Devlin, surprised, looked up at Sydney.
“Agent Bristow, how can I help you?”
“Don’t give me that felgercarb. You are the one who knows why I’m here.” Syd said.
“Agent Bristow if you could please sit down, I’ll be back in a moment.”
Devlin stood up and walked out of the room and Sydney sat down. He returned a few minutes later with Weiss, who looked very uncomfortable being in the same room as Sydney. He new halfway what she was feeling, but at the same time knew his grief was nothing compared to hers. Weiss sat down next to Sydney and Devlin started. “As you both know, two weeks ago we apprehended Sark.”
Syd, surprised, cut in. “Whoa! Do you expect me to just hop right back in? There is no way I’m doing this anymore.”
Devlin tried to cut in but Syd just kept going. “I have lost two of the men that I have loved because of my work at SD-6, because of my knowing Arvin Sloane. There is no way in hell I’m coming back!”
“Sydney, you have to understand. This agency values you as an asset in SD-6 and as an agent. Someone as deep in as you are can’t just quit.” Devlin said.
“Frankly, I don’t give a damn what your agency values, and there are many ways for people to disappear.” Syd answered.
“Agent Bristow, right now your only option is Witness Protection.” Devlin explained.
“No. You know I can’t do that.”
“Well then, I guess it’s settled.” Devlin stood up and motioned to someone behind them to enter.
Syd turned around, and was staring at Julian Sark. “What is he doing here?”
“Sark has agreed to share his resources with us, and help us take down the Alliance and Arvin Sloane. Meet your new partner.”
***Well, I hope you liked it. I have a few more chapters already written, but I just have to type them. But remember, your reviews push me to type and write more. So if you like it, PLEASE review, and if you don’t like it, give me advice on how to fix it.