Syd POV
I land with a small thud about 200 yards away from a small mansion, pulling off my protective suit it reveals a small red dress, it ends around the knees and it made of a beautiful silk and I pull my scarf from out of a matching bag. I hear Vaughn on the other line and I have to keep my self from letting the sting of tears turn into them. I remember the times when Dixion was actually talking to me when he didn’t hat me.
Syd……...Syd, are you there?
“Copy that boyscout I am in” I said through my ring
Walking up to the patio, I step onto the old cobblestone as I conspicuously walk towards the door.
Once inside I pick up a drink and a few crackers, and since the doors are only open from ten to twelve then that leaves me five minutes to sit down and enjoy myself. Looking around I only see rich snobs in Gucci shoes and designer dresses mingling
Syd times up get in there now
Standing up I walk over and go up the huge spiral steps at the top I count the doors
…one…two…..”Boyscout it is the third door right” I whisper into the ring
Yeah
I walk through the door and immediately head to the small safe sitting on the desk
Walking over I take out the compact that Marshall made for me to unscramble the lock
Inside there was a file, on the mathematician that Sloane had kidnapped to put together the Rambaldi device, with the file the CIA would be able to track him down and hopefully stop him from putting the Rambaldi device together
The compact let out a small beep letting me know that the code lack was open
Pulling out the case I slipped the file into the rubber band that was on my thigh that kept it from notice while still letting me move around
“Boyscout I have it I will need extraction in five minutes” I told Vaughn
Okay copy that
Suddenly I heard voices down the hall
As you know Mr. Beaverhousing my employer is planning on having the Rambaldi device in place by next week
“s***”
“Boyscout Sark is here it may be a little longer until I get there” I told him very quietly through the ring
Syd are you ok
I heard him but before I could respond I saw the door knob turn
Acting on reflex I ducked under the desk
I still think that 45 million is to high a price for three peoples protection
But as I told you the Rambaldi artifacts will be finished in a week and there is no haggling on this price
Well…
As I told you complete protection are you in or out?
The voices faded away as they walked out of the room
Syd are you ok? I heard Vaughn asked
“Yeah they just left ill be at the extraction point in about four minutes” I whispered standing up and flattening my self against the wall. Reaching over I opened the door and winced as it squeaked
Thankfully nobody was there. Walking out of the room I walked down the hall and back down the staircase. On my way out I also grabbed a croissant for Weiss I am pretty sure he would enjoy it.
Reaching the helicopter I jumped on and was greeted by Vaughn and Weiss
Slumping down in the chair I took of the transmitter ring and the camera earrings
Vaughn walked over with a change of clothes and kissed my forehead, his lips burning a hole of desire in my head. He sat down next to me and then I remembered the croissant
“Hey Eric this is for keeping your mouth shut about us” I said handing him the food
“You are the best” he smiled his mouth already full
“I am to tired to change, I will once we get on the plane” I said resting my head on Vaughn’s shoulder
“Syd what did Sark say?” he asked me
“Oh my God I can’t believe I forgot, um something about his employer being done with the artifacts and he wanted 45 million for protection, its all on the earrings, I’m just so damn tired” I yawned
“Haven’t been getting much sleep lately eh?” Eric teased
“Hey she works hard, give her a break” Vaughn said while rubbing my neck
“Yeah I bet she does” Weiss said under his breath
“What was that?” I asked
“Oh nothing” he lied
Voices came through the headphones and Vaughn picked them up listening to what the pilot was saying
“Ok we are going to be at the switch point in two minutes, so at least change into sneakers
Vaughn said helping me take the stiletto heels that I had been wearing up until that point, and she hadn’t realized how much they hurt. As I finished pulling on the sneakers as the helicopter jerked downward.
I reached out and held Vaughn hand, even though I had been on tons of helicopters I hated hitting turbulence. But rest assured Vaughn running his hand back and forth across my hand comforted me.
“Ok we are there” we heard the pilot say as we hit the ground
Quickly standing up we jumped out of the helicopter ran across the tar Mac where we were quickly escorted into a nice size CIA plane that would take us from Normandy back to LA.
After sitting down I decided to change, I walked to the bathroom where I slipped of the dress and put on the comfy worn out jeans and a soft red sweater that Vaughn had packed for me. Walking back to my seat I decided to call Francie to let her know I was on my way home. Picking up my phone I hit 2 on the speed dial, you can guess who was 1. I heard somebody pick up the phone but before I could say hi Francie cut me off
Sark this is Ana everything is in place
Tears stung my eye’s I had no clue what to do did she say Sark? It wasn’t Francie suddenly I heard the beep signaling the other person that someone was calling. I switched of my phone and tried to sort things out. A couple seconds later Vaughn sat down next to me.
“Vaughn I can’t go home” I said turning to him and obviously he saw something was wrong
“Syd what’s up?” he asked really worried this just made the knife that stabbed me get pushed even deeper through my heart
“Francie, I called her…she thought I was Sark” I started to cry
“What, Sark?” he asked really confused
“I called I was going to say hi, I’m not sure, but she said she was Ana and that everything was in place, but it…was her voice” I said in between crying
Taking me in his arms he tried to comfort me
“Syd it’s ok we will figure it out” he calmed me but it wasn’t working this couldn’t be happening, what happened to Francie………
Walking of the plane Vaughn had to support me, honestly we had become closer but not yet had a repeat of what happened last week, I knew he loved me, it was just overwhelming to get so many things that you want but lose so much in the process. Walking into the CIA car we were driven back to headquarters.
“Agent Bristow I congratulations you got us the information we need. And about your friend we will send in a team, we think that she may have been the other clone made with the doubling machine so in that case don’t go home. I am pretty sure you won’t have problems finding a place to stay.” Kendall said shooting a look towards Vaughn
“Thanks for breaking it to me so easily” I said under my breath
“Well that’s life kiddo” Kendall said using his new favorite word
Turning around I headed for the door
“Syd, wait up…are you ok?” Vaughn asked
“Yeah, I’m just trying to cope with reality and I need a place to crash” I said
“Well I think Kendall took care of that” Vaughn said
“Yeah I think he figured out somewhere in-between the hundreds of reports he got from your show at SD-6 and to flirting during debriefs” Weiss said coming up behind them
“And you know I won’t be home tonight so you are welcome to stay at my place” Eric said
“Yeah where are you going?” Vaughn asked
“What you think I don’t have a life?” he asked
“Well….” I said I couldn’t help it even though I was torn up inside I had to
“Hey, for your information I have a date with Phillips” he said
“Doesn’t she have a boyfriend
“Yeah supposedly I did to but you know” Eric said walking away
“Seriously Syd will you be ok?” Vaughn said slipping his hand around my waist
This caused even more conflicting, I am trying to figure out this messed up situation with Sydney, but I am enjoying myself being next to Vaughn.
Tears stung my eyes as we walked to Vaughn’s car, he opened the passenger door letting me in.
“Thanks” I whispered
“Syd you seemed ok in there but now, no offense but you don’t look so good, you are kind of pale” I heard him say I knew I should have said something but I just sat there mortified It had just hit me that Francie could be dead, I felt tears running down my cheeks but I couldn’t move I was frozen
“Syd are you ok?” I heard Vaughn ask me
I shook my head barley from left to right in a no motion
“look my place isn’t that far, you can lay down get some sleep” He said entwining his hand with mine, but this time it didn’t help. Francie has been my best friend since college, I couldn’t be happy not know it wasn’t fair to her
I saw trees and people whoosh past the car as we made our way towards Vaughn’s apartment.
“Syd…Syd we are there” I heard him say something but it didn’t click
He got up and came over to my door opened it and took my hand
That was my reality slap. “Syd come on, its only on the second floor, we will be there in a minute but you have to come with me” I actually heard him this time
“Fine” I said quietly wiping my tear stained cheeks knowing that I looked like a mess because I hadn’t worn waterproof mascara today. Ten hours ago I was on a regular mission, my Friends were safe, I was in love my life was at an all time high, and yet again it all came crashing down.
Reaching his apartment he directed me towards the huge black leather couch.
“Syd look it will be ok” Vaughn said sitting me down
Taking me in his arms I laid down pulling him with me I laid there tears rolling down my cheeks.
“When you wake up it will all be sorted out” I heard Vaughn say faintly, the feel of his arms around me making me feel safe and protected, and as I drifted off to sleep all my problems slipped away.
Waking up I felt safe and protected with Vaughn’s arms around me. But then the haunting memories of yesterday’s events drifted back to me. “Mmm…morning Syd” Vaughn groaned pulling me closer to him.
“Do we have to go in today?” I asked
“No” He said
“Good” she said
I took his arms pulled them away and stood up
“Hey” he said pulling me back down
“I kinda need to change” I said
“Into what?” he asked
“I’ll find something” I said standing up
“Hey Syd, do you want anything to drink?” he asked
“Um wine” I said only because it was the first alcoholic beverage that came to mind.
“Ok, feel free to take a bath to I know you enjoy them” he said
Instead of heading into Vaughn’s room I took a right and opened the door to the bathroom, opening the medicine cabinet she pulled out a bottle of aspirin.
NO POV
Taking the two pills with a cup of water she started to fill up the bathtub with steaming hot water. While she was waiting she looked through a few cabinets until she found the one with four huge white fluffy towels folded neatly next to four white face towels and a stack of wash clothes. Pulling out a towel she sat it next to the tub.
Once the tub was full she slid in and rested her head on the back of the rim. Closing her eyes she tried and tried to find a way to forget what was happening but she couldn’t it was impossible. She heard a phone ring in the distance but she was to tired and worn out to even care. A few minutes later Vaughn carefully opened the door.
“Hey Syd, that was Kendall. He wanted you to come in, o help with the take down of Sloane. But I told him I there was no way you were coming, and he actually agreed, but I’m not so sure you want the news of why he let you stay here” Vaughn said ever so quietly
Sydney looked at him, letting him know to go on
“Well, that wasn’t Francie, you talked on the phone with, it was Ana Espinosa, Syd I…I don’t know how to say this but…they think your Francie is dead, Ana won’t talk, I’m sorry” he said
He watched as a tear started to roll down her cheek, Vaughn moved a little closer and wiped it from her face.
“Syd we will work it out, and think on the bright side, Francie may still be alive” he said
“The one person I had left, The one person that I have been close to, My best friend in the world, didn’t know me, she never did, she knew the real Sydney for about 3 months before college and then I got the job, and I hated Lying to her, and I was going to tell her to, as soon as Sark and now she is probably dead and thinks I am a horrible person, Oh my God Vaughn Will, they were going out.” She cried but these words only inflamed the situation and made her hurt even more. Which caused Vaughn pain to know that he had inflicted this upon her.
“Syd look we will figure this out” Vaughn said quietly caressing her cheek
After about an half an hour just sitting they’re with Vaughn, Sydney felt a little over heated and decided to get out. Holding the towel Vaughn helped her out and wrapped it around her. Sitting on the couch with her head buried in his shoulder a new anger whirred up in Sydney.
“I am going to kill her” she said sitting up
“What?” Vaughn asked
Standing up Sydney headed for the door grabbing her gun and taking her coat
“I am going to kill her” She said
“Syd wait” Vaughn said running after her, half way down the hall he caught up with her
“Syd you can’t do that, she is in CIA hands, ok just chill” Vaughn calmed her down
She tried to turn back in the direction she was heading but It was useless Vaughn stopped her
“Syd she goes to trial tomorrow, if she doesn’t get death penalty then you can kill her” Vaughn said finally getting the point through to her.
“Fine” she said handing him the gun and walking back towards his door
“Plus walking into baseop’s with my jersey and boxers on probably wasn’t the good Idea
Sydney looked down at her attire
“Yeah I guess you are right she said walking through the open door and sitting back down on the couch
“Vaughn can I go back to my house to pick up some stuff, I mean is it safe?” she said sleep dripping off every word.
“Sure do you want a ride?” he asked
“nah its only a block or two” she lying she just wanted to run for some reason it made her feel better, the rhythmic beat of her shoes on pavement, the babble of passerby’s it calmed her.
“Alright fine” he said kissing her forehead as she walked out the door.
Once sydney was home she headed straight for the bathroom, she picked up a few nessecities and crammed them into a bag, next she moved over to her closet, while trying to pick out what sweater she wanted she suddenly got the feeling that there was someone behind her, her stomach did a flip but before she could turn around she felt a hard bang on her head and then blackness consumed her…………..
As much as I hate them Im sry I had to anyway more soon like I said my bat mitzvah is in two weeks I am not ready at all im totally freaked out and REALLY nervous and the only person who could even attepmt to get me to feel better, get this is STILL in california, yeah with no computer so im screwed (micheal you suck come home) anyways sry it is short but I haven’t had much time I am now reading this insane book called the sisterhood if the traveling pants it is VERY weird. Anyway more soon
Waking up Sydney felt a bolt of pain shoot through her arms, her head hurt and her eyes felt like they weighed about a hundred pound. But then she thought she could faintly smell…. well Vaughn. Openeing her eyes just the slightest bit, she realized it was just the jersey that smelled and to her discomfort saw an unfamiliar face sitting across from her.
“Ah I cee that ve are up?” the man asked with a heavy Russian accent
“Wha…” Sydney was so confused
“A I am sorry, my name vis Kevin Beaverhousing” the man said
“You work with Sark” Sydney said to herself remembering the conversation she had over heard
“Well in a way I am his employer” the man said
“You see I know you know about Rambaldi, but unfortunately with out you mothers help there Is no way possible that we can put this device together. But ve know that you know where she is don’t you?” he asked the Russian accent getting heavier and then lighter a true sign that he was not Russian and his name made Sydney believe he was German, maybe a nazi activist but that wasn’t important, or was it.
“You’re not from Russia are you?” she asked
“What importance does it have to you” he spat
“None, but I can assure you that you will not be getting any information out of me” she said
Kicking her hard in the stomach,
“think about that a little more” Beaverhousing said
“This is Bristow leave a message at the beep” Vaughn heard the machine say
“Damn it Jack pick up Sydney is in trouble just pick up” Vaughn said on the verge of hysterics
He has already gotten the worst verbal abuse of his life from Kendall for letting Sydney go out alone, and now Jack wasn’t picking up. All of a sudden he heard something
“hello?” he heard a tired voice at the other end, he had forgotten it was two in the morning
“Jack I am sorry to call you so early, its Vaughn, listen Sydney is in trouble meet me at the warehouse in ten minutes, I think I know where they may have taken her” this sent jack right out of bed, in a rush to get out the door hr realized he had forgotten socks.
“screw it” and he headed for the car
Warehouse-
“Vaughn what happened?” jack said sternly
“She went to go get a change of clothes, took a run to, she wouldn’t let me come, about an hour later she should have been back, I went to her house she wasn’t there. I have looked everywhere she might have gone, called people, I think that Sark has her” Jack could see the pain in Vaughn’s eye’s and her knew how much he loved his daughter.
“Look a remember the time that Sloane gave Sark the tracker, well he may still have it on him, I can see if Marshall can do anything about that, then we can go from there, look I have your pager go home get some sleep she will be ok” Jack said trying to calm him
“No I am going wih you to see Marshall I don’t care what happens, I’m NOT going back home” Vaughn protested
“Fine whatever” Jack said and turned to go to his car
“Um do you really think Marshall will be there at Two in the morning?” vaughn asked
“yeah” Jack said already half way to the car
“So you have had some time to think about this, so now you will go see Mr. Sark” Sydney said as she was yanked up by a guard as the car came to a stop, the pain In her stomach growing worse and worse.
After being pulled down a large corridor she was thrown into the corner of a room.
“Ah Mrs. Bristow, I am sure that Mr. Beaverhousing has informed you about the information we need” Sark said in a matter of fact tone
“Go to hell” she said
“Well you see, there are no gourds they have all left, there is a car waiting for you, all you need to do is tell me where your mothe----“
“No Irina Derevko” she said her blood boiling
“Your mother, where is she, and by the way nice clothes” Sark said
Meanwhile-
“ok we have picked up location from a small warehouse in Malibu” Marshall said quickly
“I’ll go” Vaughn said already picking up his gun
“if I’m not back in four hours, come after me” Vaughn said walking out the door
A little while later-
Sydney sat there trying to figure out what to do…
Suddenly Sark got a call turning around he picked up his cell phone.
“Yes, fine bring him here” Sark said
Right as he was pushing the off button Sydney jumped up did a perfect roundhouse kick knocking Sark out and then crumpled to the ground clutching her bruised stomach.
Standing up she ran down the corridor, she didn’t trust the car that Sark had standing there so she just started to run. Reaching a pay phone she called a taxi and then her dad.
“Sydney where the hell are you?” he asked
“I’m not sure, I think somewhere in Malibu, look just tell me that everyone is ok” She asked
“Well, just come home soon” She heard her father say
“What the hell happened, Dad what…is is Vaughn” She said tears stinging her eyes
“Well, he went after you about 6 hours ago, so I don’t know” click…………
“Ahh Mr. Vaughn, I see you came after Sydney, I guess our message didn’t keep you away” Sark said as Vaughn blinked his eyes, his mouth hurt, there was blood staining the front of his shirt
“Wha…What message” He said every syllable hurting his mouth even more
“Well lets see I guess you didn’t bother to check your computer your phone or your cell” Mr. Sark said putting a smile on his face
“Now either you tell us where Derevko is or I’m pretty sure you still have some teeth left.” He said in the disgusting accent.
“Wha.. I don’t know where she is” Vaughn lied
“Ok then we will have it my way” Sark said
“AHHHHHHHHHHH……………..”
“Dad what do you mean Sark has him, what will they do with i…..oh my God dad they wouldn’t” She said tears now streaming down her cheeks.
“Syd look, here is where the place is” Jack said handing her a map
“Here is your gun, and a com.” He said handing her the gun and a tiny ear piece
“Dad….” Sydney said questionly
“Look just go” He said
“Fine she said grabbing the gun and sticking the earpiece on
“Thankyou” she said giving her dad a quick hug and then running to her car.
Driving down the highway Sydney sped and wound around other cars, she could here tires screeching behind her but she didn’t care.
“Ok take this next exit” She heard Marshall say through the ear piece
“Next right keep going, park your car about a fourth a mile away you will come to Drain, next to it there should be a loose piece of concrete when you get there call me onyour cell phone, and Syd be careful” She heard Marshall say through the com.
Using the directions that Marshall gave her she reached the loose concrete, lifting it up she called Marshall.
“ok the combination in 4-7-2-24-03.” He instructed
Typing the numbers she heard a click, and the “drainage lid” lifted up to reveal a ladder leading to an obyss of darkness. Taking in a deep breath she took hold of the top rung and descended down the hole.
“Now Mr. Vaughn what will it be?” Sark asks
Seeing that he has no intention of telling Sark resumes his torture.
Putting her leg down for the next rung she slipped, looking down she realized there were no more rungs. Hesitant to jump she thought about Vaughn and did it. With in seconds she had hit ground safely.
Picking up her cell phone she tried to call Marshall but was to deep underground. She started running reaching a door she put her ear up to it. Opening it she saw Sark and behind him was someone she couldn’t make out, but then she realized who it was. Anger building up she ran over to Sark, Realizing he had an attacker he swung around and threw the knife he was using on Vaughn to throw at her. A white-hot pain flew across her left side, but she couldn’t stop the sight of Vaughn there was sickening. Taking the knife from the floor she threw it at Sark, much like the last time it hit him in the leg causing him to shrivel to the ground in pain. Kicking him over the head, and knocking him out she rushed over to Vaughn.
“Oh my God, Vaughn are you ok?” she said tears in her eyes
“Syd just get out of here” He said his mouth full of blood.
Undoing the leather straps she finally got him free. Realizing stupidly that her com was still on she called told Marshall that they needed immediate extraction. Helping Vaughn up they ran together out the door through the small under ground tunnel and to the place where the ladder was.
“Vaughn there is no way we can get up there” and if as on command they heard guns start to fire from down the corridor…….
Hehe sry guys but I have to go eat cake……I am really happy I love birthdays!!!!!!
Hehe now that the action part is almost over I can get some good old fluff in here….