Chapter 7
Sorry, it’s been a long time since I have updated. I just have a major case of senioritis right now and don’t feel like doing much of anything. I have had this chapter written for a while. Jack was never in NSC custody in my fic, so he can be there for Sydney. I hope you like it.
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“Sydney,” said a voice on frantically on the other line.
“Dad, what’s wrong?”
“Just meet me at St. Anne Hospital”
“Why? Dad, tell me.”
“Not until you get here.”
“Okay Dad.”
There was a long pause on the other line.
“Dad?” asked Sydney.
“Sydney, get here quick.”
“Okay, bye Dad.”
Who could be hurt wondered Syd. In her line of work, it could be anyone. She topped ninety on the freeway and soon, but not soon enough she saw the exit. Sydney pulled into the parking lot and ran inside. She frantically looked around for her father.
“Sydney!” yelled her father.
Jack ran over to his daughter and enveloped her in a warm hug. His little girl was back. He had been waiting for this moment for over a year. Now she had to come back to this
“Welcome home. I knew you would be back.”
Sydney gave her dad a funny look. What he was saying did not make sense.
“I’m so happy you’re back. I love you,” said jack.
“Dad, what’s going on?” questioned Sydney.
“It’s Vaughn. He was in a car accident.”
That was when Sydney’s world stopped.
All she could her was her beating heart. She wanted her guardian angel back, but not that literally. From the look on her father’s face, she could tell that everything was not alright.
She collapsed into a heap onto the floor. She could not breathe. At that point, she was not capable of doing anything. She started to scream, but stopped when no sound came out. All she could do was cry. Her father tried to comfort her, but it was of no use. She just pushed him away, she only wanted Vaughn.
“Sydney, it’s going to be alright. He is going to make it. Vaughn is strong. He will pull through this,” said Jack.
He can’t die, he can’t. She didn’t want him to die thinking that she hated him because she didn’t. It would not be possible for her to hate him. She loved him too much. She was angry that he got married, but he thought that she was dead. She was not going to give up on him.
To have Vaughn completely gone for her life would be the worst punishment possible. At least before, he would have been there. Yes, he wasn’t hers, but she would have been able to see him at work. Now, would she ever see him again? Sydney could take seeing him at work with his wife, but never seeing his green eyes full of life would slowly kill her. She would gladly do anything to trade the current situation for what had been true just a couple of hours ago. Vaughn was married, but he was alive and well and she could see him.
Sydney was still on the floor. Her face and her eyes were red from crying. Tears were still falling from her eyes. She couldn’t stop them nor did she want to. She allowed her father to help her into a chair. As soon as she sat down Sydney put her head in her hands. She couldn’t bear to look at anyone.
The last time Jack saw his daughter like this was when he picked her up from the Pier over a year ago. Then she had just escaped for the enemy to find Vaughn with another woman. Now, it was even worse, she had to deal with being back, Vaughn being married, the accident, and having no idea what had happened to her. He just wished that he could make all of the pain go away. He had never been an amazing father, but he had always tried to protect her.
Sydney felt someone taping her shoulder. It was Weiss. She took one look at him and started to sob. He wrapped his arms around her and tried to calm her down.
“Shhh, Sydney. Oh god, I’m so glad that you’re back! You have no idea how much we all missed you.”
Weiss pulled back a little bit and forced her to look into his eyes.
“He will be fine. I have known Mike for a long time. He will be okay.”
“Sydney, the doctor is coming,” said Jack.
They stood to hear the news about what had happened.
“Okay, Michael Vaughn is not conscious right now, but he is critical but stable. And that is good after what he had been through. His car rolled over twice and he was thrown out of the window. His right arm is broken in two places and he has a broken collarbone. When he landed somehow a piece of glass got wedged between his ribs and punctured his lung. It just narrowly missed his heart.”
Sydney couldn’t take all of this. She sat back into her chair. She composed herself and looked back at the doctor.
“Can I see him?” she asked.
“Are you a family member?”
Syd shook her head.
“I’m sorry, but only family members are allowed in the rooms.”
“Please. Let me see him. I know that I am not a relative, but please can you make an exception?”
“I’m sorry, but I cannot go against hospital policy.”
“You don’t seem to understand. He was my partner in the CIA for two years. For the longest time he was the only person I could trust. He was my only ally, my guardian angel. I fell in love with him and I still love him. Don’t do this to me today. Not after all I have been through. I wake up to find that I disappeared for two years and that Vaughn is married to someone else. I have to see him,” she said frantically.
Sydney put her head back into her hands.
“No, I can’t-”
“Yes you will,” interrupted Jack. “My daughter wants to see Michael Vaughn and she will. If you do not let her in right now I will make sure that you are fired and you will not be able to find work in another hospital anywhere in this state, even as a janitor.”
“Don’t threaten me.”
“That is only the beginning of what I am capable of doing to you. I can do far worse things to you.”
“You wouldn’t”
Jack just stared coldly at the doctor.
“Fine, but only for ten minutes. His face is really bruised and full of tiny little cuts.”
“Okay Sydney, you can go she him,” said her father.
“He is in room 147. Go down the hall and make a left. He is at the end of the hall on the right,” replied the doctor.
Sydney looked at her father and nodded. She got up and slowly made her was to his room
“Sydney,” her dad called after her, “Lauren is in Washington D.C. this week. Something for the NSC. She won’t be here for another couple of hours.”
“Thanks” she whispered.
She walked down the bleak corridor and she was finally in front of his room. Sydney took a deep breath, wiped her eyes, opened the door, and walked in.