Hi! It has been quite a while since I have come up with something to post. Thanks to all who wrote something about my previous fics and I hope I like this one. I'll do just a little bit at a time, so let me know what u think after each installment. Thanks
The characters aren't mine I'm just borrowing 'em.
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Have you ever gone through the day to day routine of life and ever wondered wher it was all leading. You get yourself into a routine and you sense that it is all leading up to somehting big but not sure of what exactly. Our lives are filled with pivotal moments, defining moment that shape the path of our lives and change us forever.
And so here she was again. She thought she had moved on from this. That the time of uncertainty and insanity had passed her. That she, for once, was in control. But that was not to be, not for long anyway. For now she has found herself right back to where it all began, a blank piece of paper.
A blank piece of paper, and two pens this time, sit in front of her on the wooden desk. Outside the office were Agents Kendall Weiss and and Vaughn pacing back and forth waiting for her to finish. Sydney looked at the paper again. What was she supposed to write? She WAS supposed to write all she knew, all she remembered, but that piece of paper currently represented all she knew, remembered and understood of the past two years, nothing. Blankness.
A sense of de ja vu had washed over her. She had been in this position before. Many years ago, although to Sydney it seemed mere months. Sitting at this very table, in the very same room, the very same agents pacing frantically outside the office door waiting for her to reveal all. Sydney remembered the waves emotion that had flooded over her then, the anger, betrayal, confusion and utter devestation and she was feeling all of those again but for very deifferent reasons this time. Her 'bozo' hair had been matted and clung to her forehead as she brushed away the strays hairs away frantically writing, page after page, revealin all, her life right up to the death of Danny. Back then she had written and written until her mind no longer controlled the pen, it took on a life of its own as she filled page after page detailing every facet of her life right up until sitting at the desk. But now, she faced the same task and again and she couldn't even bring herself to hold the pen in her hand.
That afternoon in the office had changed her life forever. She no longer continued to live a lie and it was here in this office oh so long ago that she learned the truth about the CIA and SD-6. It was a pivotal moment in her life. It was one of those moments that once it has happened you know your life would never be the same again, from then on things would be different. It was in this office that Sydney gained some sort of clarity amongst the confusion. The task before her had been set and she knew what she had to do, bring down SD-6. The secrecy, madness and deception over the past few years all culminated to this one point. And it was then she met Agent Vaughn. When he walked into the room on that fateful day, Sydney knew that he would be part of her life and that he would change it forever.
She thought she would never be in that position again. She thought that she had moved on, that it was over. She was wrong. The fact remained that Sydney could not tell them what they wanted to hear because she didn't know herself. Sydney wanted them to tell her what had happened, where she had been for the last two years, what had happened to her. But they couldn't they, were as clueless as she was. And she had reached another fork in the road. After the breakdown of SD-6 Sydney was convinced that she had it all figured it out. That her and Michael would be together, and that would never change. Fate once again had stepped in and now Sydney had no idea what would become of her and for the first time in a long time she was afraid, and alone.
The characters aren't mine I'm just borrowing 'em.
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Have you ever gone through the day to day routine of life and ever wondered wher it was all leading. You get yourself into a routine and you sense that it is all leading up to somehting big but not sure of what exactly. Our lives are filled with pivotal moments, defining moment that shape the path of our lives and change us forever.
And so here she was again. She thought she had moved on from this. That the time of uncertainty and insanity had passed her. That she, for once, was in control. But that was not to be, not for long anyway. For now she has found herself right back to where it all began, a blank piece of paper.
A blank piece of paper, and two pens this time, sit in front of her on the wooden desk. Outside the office were Agents Kendall Weiss and and Vaughn pacing back and forth waiting for her to finish. Sydney looked at the paper again. What was she supposed to write? She WAS supposed to write all she knew, all she remembered, but that piece of paper currently represented all she knew, remembered and understood of the past two years, nothing. Blankness.
A sense of de ja vu had washed over her. She had been in this position before. Many years ago, although to Sydney it seemed mere months. Sitting at this very table, in the very same room, the very same agents pacing frantically outside the office door waiting for her to reveal all. Sydney remembered the waves emotion that had flooded over her then, the anger, betrayal, confusion and utter devestation and she was feeling all of those again but for very deifferent reasons this time. Her 'bozo' hair had been matted and clung to her forehead as she brushed away the strays hairs away frantically writing, page after page, revealin all, her life right up to the death of Danny. Back then she had written and written until her mind no longer controlled the pen, it took on a life of its own as she filled page after page detailing every facet of her life right up until sitting at the desk. But now, she faced the same task and again and she couldn't even bring herself to hold the pen in her hand.
That afternoon in the office had changed her life forever. She no longer continued to live a lie and it was here in this office oh so long ago that she learned the truth about the CIA and SD-6. It was a pivotal moment in her life. It was one of those moments that once it has happened you know your life would never be the same again, from then on things would be different. It was in this office that Sydney gained some sort of clarity amongst the confusion. The task before her had been set and she knew what she had to do, bring down SD-6. The secrecy, madness and deception over the past few years all culminated to this one point. And it was then she met Agent Vaughn. When he walked into the room on that fateful day, Sydney knew that he would be part of her life and that he would change it forever.
She thought she would never be in that position again. She thought that she had moved on, that it was over. She was wrong. The fact remained that Sydney could not tell them what they wanted to hear because she didn't know herself. Sydney wanted them to tell her what had happened, where she had been for the last two years, what had happened to her. But they couldn't they, were as clueless as she was. And she had reached another fork in the road. After the breakdown of SD-6 Sydney was convinced that she had it all figured it out. That her and Michael would be together, and that would never change. Fate once again had stepped in and now Sydney had no idea what would become of her and for the first time in a long time she was afraid, and alone.