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I"M BACK!!!!!!!!
Hey Everyone!!!! I am so glad to be back. I am so sorry that I have not be on. I became very sick, and I couldn't get to the computer, but I am all better now, and I have been writing the sequel for you guys. I am so thankful for all of you for everything, and reading my stories and staying tuned. I love you all here at ALLALIAS, and please pm me with all your updates. Can't wait to read them. Without further ado...here is the sequel..
WE"LL FIND EACH OTHER
Summary: Sequel to "Love At First Sight"
CHAPTER- 1
"That was the saddest ending ever!" Sydney said wiping a tear from her eye.
"Awe... sweetie it's ok." Vaughn said putting his arm around his wife.
"I mean I know it's just a movie, but he didn't have to die!" she yelled out.
"I know. I will call the director and tell him to change the ending at once...or I will break his arm." Vaughn said seriously.
Sydney laughed. She looked at her husband lovingly. "I love you." She said sweetly.
Vaughn smiled. "Really?" He said tilting his head to the side. He stopped walking, and turned his wife towards him. "You couldn't love me as much as I love you." He said seriously.
Sydney pulled him in for a long slow sweet kiss. She smiled after taking in a breath. "I'm serious." She said. "You are the best thing that has ever happened to me, and I don't know what I would do without you." She said almost bringing a tear to her eye.
Vaughn smiled at hearing the seriousness behind her voice. "You are never going to have to find that out. I will always be here for you Sydney. I love you." He said kissing her again.
Sydney smiled back. "Well, honey, why don't you take me home...and show me how much you love me." Sydney said with a wink!
Vaughn smiled. "TAXI!" He screamed, Sydney laughed.
CIA HEADQUARTERS
"No, I don't think you are doing much in the matter!" Sydney screamed standing up at the table.
"Miss Bristow sit down." Director Deere said.
"It's Vaughn for the eight time." she shouted back. Sydney and Deere were starring at each other eye to eye. Deere took a deep breath.
"Sydney, we are doing everything we can to find agent Vaughn." He said calmly.
"Well, it's not good enough." She shouted back.
"Sydney!" Jack chimed in.
Sydney shot a look at her father, and then back at Deere. "Look, it has been two months and we have not heard anything, no clues, no sightings, no nothing. We are the CIA for God sakes, and we can't get one damn clue." She yelled. "That is my husband out there, and I him back." she yelled again.
"Mrs. Vaughn I am losing my patience." Deere said getting angry.
Sydney laughed. "Oh, you are losing your patience." She mocked. "Your losing your patience. I haven't seen my husband in two months! I have no idea if he is alive, if he is ok, and you are losing your patience." She said again.
"ENOUGH!" Deere said standing up.
"Now you will sit down, and you dear not mock me again!" He answered back. "I told you were are doing all that we can to find him. You aren't the only one in this room agent Vaughn, that cares to seem him come back safely." He said pausing. "Now, like I said I am doing everything I can, but so help me God agent Bristow you talk to me like that again, and any mission concerning your husband you will be left out of." He said looking at her. "Do I make myself clear?" He asked looking at her.
She looked at him for a moment. "Yes!" She said back.
"Jack, if you wouldn't mind please explain the mission, I have to get to a meeting." He said leaving the room.
Jack stood up, and explained the mission to Sydney, and Dixon. "Sydney, I want to see you for a moment, everyone else can go." Jack said finishing his debrief.
Sydney sat in her chair as Dixon, and Marshall, and two others left the room.
"Dad, I know what your going to say..." Sydney began.
"I know you miss Vaughn, but this little act you pull on Deere every week is going to end up putting you in jail instead of finding you husband." He said coldly.
Sydney looked back at her father. "I don't care!" She said coldly right back. "I already feel like I am in jail. My husband is somewhere out there hoping that I will come and get him, and I have no idea where he is at. If he is ok, and what is happening to him." She paused with her eyes welling up with water. "I can't sleep at night because I wonder if I will ever see him again, and tell him how much I need him." She said losing her control.
"Sydney..." Jack said trying to control her.
"I Need him dad!" She screamed. "I can't do this without him. I can't..." she said letting tears fall from her eye.
"We will find him Sydney. We will." Jack said.
Sydney looked at her father, and then left the room.
VAUGHN'S HOUSE
Sydney walked in the door, and dropped her briefcase. She padded Donvan on the head, and then headed for the kitchen. She opened up the fridge and took a cold beer. She walked out of the kitchen, and back into the hallway where she stumbled on the picture of her and Vaughn at the park sitting on the bench wth his arm around her, and they are laughing. She picked the picture up, and put it near her heart as she sat down on the couch.
Donvan jumped up on the couch, and licked Sydney's hand with the picture, and whimpered. Sydney smiled sadly at the poor dog. She padded him on the head. "I'm sorry boy, I didn't find dad yet." She said as she continued to pat his head. She traced her finger around the picture, and took another swig of her beer. A knock came at her door.
She put the picture and her beer down, and headed for the door. She opened it.
"Francie!" She said smiling.
Francie smiled back. "Good, I was hoping that you were home."
Sydney smiled. "Yea, I got of work a little early." She said.
"Another trip?" Francie asked.
"How'd you guess?" Sydney asked back.
"Your only home early, when you have another trip coming up." She smiled.
"You do pay attention." Sydney laughed.
Francie looked passed Sydney and noticed the beer and picture laying on the coffee table. "How are you doing?" She said as Sydney turned around and picked up her beer and sat back down.
"Crappy!" She answered.
Francie sighed. "I'm sorry Sydney. Any word yet?" She asked.
Sydney put her head down. "No." She said sadly.
"You will find him. I know you will." She said reassuring.
Sydney just nodded. She took another swig. "So what brings you here?" Sydney asked.
"I just wanted to come over and hang out, and maybe get some dinner." She answered back.
"Francie...." Sydney started
"Yes?" She asked back.
"You and will don't have to take turns on checking up on me. I am not going to go kill myself or get drunk every night. I'm ok." She said.
"Syd, I am not checking up on you. I know that you are ok. It's just....well..."
"Well, what?" Sydney asked back.
"I just want you to know that you aren't alone, and that you don't have to be big and strong for us. Sydney, if ever you need to cry or talk you know you have my number." She said.
Those words hit Sydney hard. While Francie was being nice she didn't understand those meaning of those words. Sydney fought back the tears, and smiled.
"Thanks, Francie, but I am ok. I'm just going to watch some TV, and go to bed early for my early trip tomorrow." She said smiling.
"Ok, but you promise you will call me if you need anything?" she asked.
"I Promise." Sydney said.
Franice gave her a hug, and Sydney showed her out. As soon as she closed the door Sydney put her hand over her mouth and sunk to the floor to cry.
UNKOWN LOCATION
"Mr. Vaughn, it has been two months, and you still refuse to tell us what we want to know. My patience along with my niceness." A man had said.
He looked at Vaughn who was tied to a chair his face all cut up, and blood running from his lip. Vaughn didn't say anything just looked at him.
"I can see that you wont tell us anything, will you?" He asked.
Vaughn just smiled. "It's a shame if I would have to get your pretty wife involved." He said raising an eyebrow.
Vaughn's face turned to anger. "You leave my wife out of this." He said.
"I can do that Mr. Vaughn. All I need is for you to tell me what the CIA knows about the artifact, and I will let you go home and make love to your pretty wife." He said smiling.
Vaughn thought about Sydney night and day. He wondered how she was doing, and if she was safe. He longed to hold her in his arms and kiss her, and tell her everything is ok. He missed her warm body next to hers at night. He wished he could tell her he loved her.
"Those lovely thoughts you are thinking of her could come true...just tell me Mr. Vaughn." The man replied again.
"I would never tell you anything." Vaughn answered back.
The man became angry. "I gave you many chances, but now your wife's head will be my next trophy." He yelled .
"You touch her and I swear you son-of- a- b****." Vaughn yelled as the man left the room. He struggled to get out of the bindings around his wrist, but it was no use. He couldn't get out. "Sydney.." He whispered.
~~~ OUTSIDE~~~
"He's not going to budge." The man said.
"What would you like me to do sir?" Another man asked.
"Find out where this Sydney Vaughn is, and bring her to me." he replied. "Alone!" He added in.
"Yes, Sir!" He replied.
"If he wont tell me, I will make him." The man replied as the other man walked away.
VAUGHN'S HOUSE
Sydney laid in her bed looking at another picture of her and Vaughn. This one was at thier wedding. Sydney smiles as she remembered that day. How happy they were. As she remembers the only day that comes to her memory is the one that took place two months ago.
It was an easy mission. Sydney and Vaughn were to enter a party scope out their guy, and get as much information as they could on their man Marcus Lang. He was a Russian spy that popped up on the CIA grid trying to learn more about these Rambaldi facts. He was tied to Sloane, but know he works for himself. They were to tap into his conversation, and see what his next moves.
The mission was almost complete when the party erupted in a gun fight. Sydney and Vaughn ran for the extraction point, but got split up between the crowd. Sydney dove back in calling his name. Vaughn called her as well. She spotted Vaughn on the other side of the room. She was almost to him when a guy reached out and grabbed Vaughn.
"Vaughn!" Sydney screamed as he tried to get to him.
Vaughn tired to fight the men off grabbing him. "Sydney, go!" He yelled.
She continued to try and make her way passed the crowd of people but there were to many of them.
“Sydney go!” Vaughn screamed again. “We’ll find each other!” He yelled before he was pushed behind a door, and out of Sydney’s sight.
Sydney cried as she looked at the picture. “I love you!” She whispered.
CIA HEADQUARTERS NEXT DAY
"Sydney!" Jack shouted as he saw Sydney round the corner.
Sydney turned around. "Yes?" She asked.
"Can I ask where you are going?" Jack asked.
"Why?" She asked raising her eyebrow.
"Sydney, I know you got clearance to visit Sark. That's not a good idea." He answered.
"How did you know I got clearance?" She asked back. "Are you spying on me?" She asked.
"Look, There's nothing that Sark can do to help you. He's been locked up for two years." Jack responded.
"Dad, I have tried every option, and I am coming up empty handed, the CIA has nothing. I know Sark will know who this guy is, and I am going to make him tell me." She answered firmly.
"I don't want you to go see him in there." Jack responded.
"Why?" She asked back. "Why can't I?" She asked.
Jack starred at her for a moment. "Because I told you that their is no way that he could no something." He replied.
Sydney looked at her father for a moment. "what are you not telling me?" She asked angry.
Jack didn't say anything. "Dad, what are you not telling me?" She repeated again more angry.
Jack looked at his daughter. "Sark escaped." Jack answered.
"He what?" She asked back. "How, When, To where, Why?" The questions poured out of her.
"We don't know where, but he escaped. He planned it exactly the same time their was a guard change." Jack replied back.
"How long has he been free?" She asked.
Jack said nothing. Sydney put her hand to her mouth knowing that Sark escaped around the same time that Vaughn went missing. Sydney took off towards Deere's office. She didn't even bother to knock she walked right in. Jack close behind.
"You son-of-a-B****!" She yelled.
Director Deere excused the young lady he was talking too. "Excuse me Mrs. Vaughn/" He asked back anger in his face.
"You lied to me! You the CIA, everyone! Why wasn't I informed that Sark has escaped?" She asked yelling.
At that moment director Deere noticed Jack behind her. "I see your father has told you." He answered.
"Why?" She demanded.
"I will excuse your anger this once, but never EVER call me that again." He said "No one said anything or no one was told because we wanted to see what Mr. Sark was planning to do. Who he was working with now that your mother is dead. Who is new boss is, and who would want to break Mr. Sark out of jail." He answered back.
"I don't care what you want t know....how dare you use my husband as a tool to document some report you are doing!" She answered coldly.
"Mrs. Vaughn, for all we know Sark may not even have your husband. We don't know who has him." He shouted back. "Their were many people at that party that wanted the same information that we wanted." He replied.
"Find someone else for your mission." She said.
"I'm sorry?" Director Deere asked.
"I said find someone else for your mission. As of right now the only thing I will focus my attention on is finding my husband...and when I do I am sure I will find your precious Sark with him." She answered.''
"I'm afraid I can't do that Sydney. You will go on this mission, and that is final." He yelled back.
"I..." Sydney began.
"Remember Sydney, I will cut you off." Deere said.
She starred at him coldly, and stormed out of his office. Jack took off after her.
"Sydney wait!" He yelled.
She turned around. "I have nothing to say to you!" She yelled back. "You know how much Michael means to me, and how much I need him, and you....you.." She just closed her mouth and starred at him, and then turned around and walked away.
12 HOURS LATER~~CABO, MEXICO
"Dixon, I'm going in." Sydney said through her ear piece.
She walked in the double glass doors of a hotel room.
"Hola!" Sydney said as she walked up to the hotel desk.
"Hola!" The lady responded.
"Estoy aquí para mi cuarto. Rebecca Martin" She said as she looked around. (I am here for my room, Rebecca Martin.)
"Sí, Rebecca Martin. Aquí está su llave, usted es el espacio 130" the lady responded. (Yes, Rebecca Martin. Here is your key, you are room 130.)
"Gracias!" Sydney said as she took the key, and headed for the room. "Anything yet?" Sydney asked as she walked to the elevator.
"Nothing yet Syd. Set up when you get in the room." Dixon said back in her ear.
Sydney waited by the elevator. She looked around to see if she spotted the man they were looking for. The elevator doors opened.
"Oh God!" Sydney said shocked.
"Sydney!" Dixon yelled. "Sydney!" The radio went dead.
TBC....
Hope you enjoyed!
Love ya,
Lauren
Hey Everyone!!!! I am so glad to be back. I am so sorry that I have not be on. I became very sick, and I couldn't get to the computer, but I am all better now, and I have been writing the sequel for you guys. I am so thankful for all of you for everything, and reading my stories and staying tuned. I love you all here at ALLALIAS, and please pm me with all your updates. Can't wait to read them. Without further ado...here is the sequel..
WE"LL FIND EACH OTHER
Summary: Sequel to "Love At First Sight"
CHAPTER- 1
"That was the saddest ending ever!" Sydney said wiping a tear from her eye.
"Awe... sweetie it's ok." Vaughn said putting his arm around his wife.
"I mean I know it's just a movie, but he didn't have to die!" she yelled out.
"I know. I will call the director and tell him to change the ending at once...or I will break his arm." Vaughn said seriously.
Sydney laughed. She looked at her husband lovingly. "I love you." She said sweetly.
Vaughn smiled. "Really?" He said tilting his head to the side. He stopped walking, and turned his wife towards him. "You couldn't love me as much as I love you." He said seriously.
Sydney pulled him in for a long slow sweet kiss. She smiled after taking in a breath. "I'm serious." She said. "You are the best thing that has ever happened to me, and I don't know what I would do without you." She said almost bringing a tear to her eye.
Vaughn smiled at hearing the seriousness behind her voice. "You are never going to have to find that out. I will always be here for you Sydney. I love you." He said kissing her again.
Sydney smiled back. "Well, honey, why don't you take me home...and show me how much you love me." Sydney said with a wink!
Vaughn smiled. "TAXI!" He screamed, Sydney laughed.
CIA HEADQUARTERS
"No, I don't think you are doing much in the matter!" Sydney screamed standing up at the table.
"Miss Bristow sit down." Director Deere said.
"It's Vaughn for the eight time." she shouted back. Sydney and Deere were starring at each other eye to eye. Deere took a deep breath.
"Sydney, we are doing everything we can to find agent Vaughn." He said calmly.
"Well, it's not good enough." She shouted back.
"Sydney!" Jack chimed in.
Sydney shot a look at her father, and then back at Deere. "Look, it has been two months and we have not heard anything, no clues, no sightings, no nothing. We are the CIA for God sakes, and we can't get one damn clue." She yelled. "That is my husband out there, and I him back." she yelled again.
"Mrs. Vaughn I am losing my patience." Deere said getting angry.
Sydney laughed. "Oh, you are losing your patience." She mocked. "Your losing your patience. I haven't seen my husband in two months! I have no idea if he is alive, if he is ok, and you are losing your patience." She said again.
"ENOUGH!" Deere said standing up.
"Now you will sit down, and you dear not mock me again!" He answered back. "I told you were are doing all that we can to find him. You aren't the only one in this room agent Vaughn, that cares to seem him come back safely." He said pausing. "Now, like I said I am doing everything I can, but so help me God agent Bristow you talk to me like that again, and any mission concerning your husband you will be left out of." He said looking at her. "Do I make myself clear?" He asked looking at her.
She looked at him for a moment. "Yes!" She said back.
"Jack, if you wouldn't mind please explain the mission, I have to get to a meeting." He said leaving the room.
Jack stood up, and explained the mission to Sydney, and Dixon. "Sydney, I want to see you for a moment, everyone else can go." Jack said finishing his debrief.
Sydney sat in her chair as Dixon, and Marshall, and two others left the room.
"Dad, I know what your going to say..." Sydney began.
"I know you miss Vaughn, but this little act you pull on Deere every week is going to end up putting you in jail instead of finding you husband." He said coldly.
Sydney looked back at her father. "I don't care!" She said coldly right back. "I already feel like I am in jail. My husband is somewhere out there hoping that I will come and get him, and I have no idea where he is at. If he is ok, and what is happening to him." She paused with her eyes welling up with water. "I can't sleep at night because I wonder if I will ever see him again, and tell him how much I need him." She said losing her control.
"Sydney..." Jack said trying to control her.
"I Need him dad!" She screamed. "I can't do this without him. I can't..." she said letting tears fall from her eye.
"We will find him Sydney. We will." Jack said.
Sydney looked at her father, and then left the room.
VAUGHN'S HOUSE
Sydney walked in the door, and dropped her briefcase. She padded Donvan on the head, and then headed for the kitchen. She opened up the fridge and took a cold beer. She walked out of the kitchen, and back into the hallway where she stumbled on the picture of her and Vaughn at the park sitting on the bench wth his arm around her, and they are laughing. She picked the picture up, and put it near her heart as she sat down on the couch.
Donvan jumped up on the couch, and licked Sydney's hand with the picture, and whimpered. Sydney smiled sadly at the poor dog. She padded him on the head. "I'm sorry boy, I didn't find dad yet." She said as she continued to pat his head. She traced her finger around the picture, and took another swig of her beer. A knock came at her door.
She put the picture and her beer down, and headed for the door. She opened it.
"Francie!" She said smiling.
Francie smiled back. "Good, I was hoping that you were home."
Sydney smiled. "Yea, I got of work a little early." She said.
"Another trip?" Francie asked.
"How'd you guess?" Sydney asked back.
"Your only home early, when you have another trip coming up." She smiled.
"You do pay attention." Sydney laughed.
Francie looked passed Sydney and noticed the beer and picture laying on the coffee table. "How are you doing?" She said as Sydney turned around and picked up her beer and sat back down.
"Crappy!" She answered.
Francie sighed. "I'm sorry Sydney. Any word yet?" She asked.
Sydney put her head down. "No." She said sadly.
"You will find him. I know you will." She said reassuring.
Sydney just nodded. She took another swig. "So what brings you here?" Sydney asked.
"I just wanted to come over and hang out, and maybe get some dinner." She answered back.
"Francie...." Sydney started
"Yes?" She asked back.
"You and will don't have to take turns on checking up on me. I am not going to go kill myself or get drunk every night. I'm ok." She said.
"Syd, I am not checking up on you. I know that you are ok. It's just....well..."
"Well, what?" Sydney asked back.
"I just want you to know that you aren't alone, and that you don't have to be big and strong for us. Sydney, if ever you need to cry or talk you know you have my number." She said.
Those words hit Sydney hard. While Francie was being nice she didn't understand those meaning of those words. Sydney fought back the tears, and smiled.
"Thanks, Francie, but I am ok. I'm just going to watch some TV, and go to bed early for my early trip tomorrow." She said smiling.
"Ok, but you promise you will call me if you need anything?" she asked.
"I Promise." Sydney said.
Franice gave her a hug, and Sydney showed her out. As soon as she closed the door Sydney put her hand over her mouth and sunk to the floor to cry.
UNKOWN LOCATION
"Mr. Vaughn, it has been two months, and you still refuse to tell us what we want to know. My patience along with my niceness." A man had said.
He looked at Vaughn who was tied to a chair his face all cut up, and blood running from his lip. Vaughn didn't say anything just looked at him.
"I can see that you wont tell us anything, will you?" He asked.
Vaughn just smiled. "It's a shame if I would have to get your pretty wife involved." He said raising an eyebrow.
Vaughn's face turned to anger. "You leave my wife out of this." He said.
"I can do that Mr. Vaughn. All I need is for you to tell me what the CIA knows about the artifact, and I will let you go home and make love to your pretty wife." He said smiling.
Vaughn thought about Sydney night and day. He wondered how she was doing, and if she was safe. He longed to hold her in his arms and kiss her, and tell her everything is ok. He missed her warm body next to hers at night. He wished he could tell her he loved her.
"Those lovely thoughts you are thinking of her could come true...just tell me Mr. Vaughn." The man replied again.
"I would never tell you anything." Vaughn answered back.
The man became angry. "I gave you many chances, but now your wife's head will be my next trophy." He yelled .
"You touch her and I swear you son-of- a- b****." Vaughn yelled as the man left the room. He struggled to get out of the bindings around his wrist, but it was no use. He couldn't get out. "Sydney.." He whispered.
~~~ OUTSIDE~~~
"He's not going to budge." The man said.
"What would you like me to do sir?" Another man asked.
"Find out where this Sydney Vaughn is, and bring her to me." he replied. "Alone!" He added in.
"Yes, Sir!" He replied.
"If he wont tell me, I will make him." The man replied as the other man walked away.
VAUGHN'S HOUSE
Sydney laid in her bed looking at another picture of her and Vaughn. This one was at thier wedding. Sydney smiles as she remembered that day. How happy they were. As she remembers the only day that comes to her memory is the one that took place two months ago.
It was an easy mission. Sydney and Vaughn were to enter a party scope out their guy, and get as much information as they could on their man Marcus Lang. He was a Russian spy that popped up on the CIA grid trying to learn more about these Rambaldi facts. He was tied to Sloane, but know he works for himself. They were to tap into his conversation, and see what his next moves.
The mission was almost complete when the party erupted in a gun fight. Sydney and Vaughn ran for the extraction point, but got split up between the crowd. Sydney dove back in calling his name. Vaughn called her as well. She spotted Vaughn on the other side of the room. She was almost to him when a guy reached out and grabbed Vaughn.
"Vaughn!" Sydney screamed as he tried to get to him.
Vaughn tired to fight the men off grabbing him. "Sydney, go!" He yelled.
She continued to try and make her way passed the crowd of people but there were to many of them.
“Sydney go!” Vaughn screamed again. “We’ll find each other!” He yelled before he was pushed behind a door, and out of Sydney’s sight.
Sydney cried as she looked at the picture. “I love you!” She whispered.
CIA HEADQUARTERS NEXT DAY
"Sydney!" Jack shouted as he saw Sydney round the corner.
Sydney turned around. "Yes?" She asked.
"Can I ask where you are going?" Jack asked.
"Why?" She asked raising her eyebrow.
"Sydney, I know you got clearance to visit Sark. That's not a good idea." He answered.
"How did you know I got clearance?" She asked back. "Are you spying on me?" She asked.
"Look, There's nothing that Sark can do to help you. He's been locked up for two years." Jack responded.
"Dad, I have tried every option, and I am coming up empty handed, the CIA has nothing. I know Sark will know who this guy is, and I am going to make him tell me." She answered firmly.
"I don't want you to go see him in there." Jack responded.
"Why?" She asked back. "Why can't I?" She asked.
Jack starred at her for a moment. "Because I told you that their is no way that he could no something." He replied.
Sydney looked at her father for a moment. "what are you not telling me?" She asked angry.
Jack didn't say anything. "Dad, what are you not telling me?" She repeated again more angry.
Jack looked at his daughter. "Sark escaped." Jack answered.
"He what?" She asked back. "How, When, To where, Why?" The questions poured out of her.
"We don't know where, but he escaped. He planned it exactly the same time their was a guard change." Jack replied back.
"How long has he been free?" She asked.
Jack said nothing. Sydney put her hand to her mouth knowing that Sark escaped around the same time that Vaughn went missing. Sydney took off towards Deere's office. She didn't even bother to knock she walked right in. Jack close behind.
"You son-of-a-B****!" She yelled.
Director Deere excused the young lady he was talking too. "Excuse me Mrs. Vaughn/" He asked back anger in his face.
"You lied to me! You the CIA, everyone! Why wasn't I informed that Sark has escaped?" She asked yelling.
At that moment director Deere noticed Jack behind her. "I see your father has told you." He answered.
"Why?" She demanded.
"I will excuse your anger this once, but never EVER call me that again." He said "No one said anything or no one was told because we wanted to see what Mr. Sark was planning to do. Who he was working with now that your mother is dead. Who is new boss is, and who would want to break Mr. Sark out of jail." He answered back.
"I don't care what you want t know....how dare you use my husband as a tool to document some report you are doing!" She answered coldly.
"Mrs. Vaughn, for all we know Sark may not even have your husband. We don't know who has him." He shouted back. "Their were many people at that party that wanted the same information that we wanted." He replied.
"Find someone else for your mission." She said.
"I'm sorry?" Director Deere asked.
"I said find someone else for your mission. As of right now the only thing I will focus my attention on is finding my husband...and when I do I am sure I will find your precious Sark with him." She answered.''
"I'm afraid I can't do that Sydney. You will go on this mission, and that is final." He yelled back.
"I..." Sydney began.
"Remember Sydney, I will cut you off." Deere said.
She starred at him coldly, and stormed out of his office. Jack took off after her.
"Sydney wait!" He yelled.
She turned around. "I have nothing to say to you!" She yelled back. "You know how much Michael means to me, and how much I need him, and you....you.." She just closed her mouth and starred at him, and then turned around and walked away.
12 HOURS LATER~~CABO, MEXICO
"Dixon, I'm going in." Sydney said through her ear piece.
She walked in the double glass doors of a hotel room.
"Hola!" Sydney said as she walked up to the hotel desk.
"Hola!" The lady responded.
"Estoy aquí para mi cuarto. Rebecca Martin" She said as she looked around. (I am here for my room, Rebecca Martin.)
"Sí, Rebecca Martin. Aquí está su llave, usted es el espacio 130" the lady responded. (Yes, Rebecca Martin. Here is your key, you are room 130.)
"Gracias!" Sydney said as she took the key, and headed for the room. "Anything yet?" Sydney asked as she walked to the elevator.
"Nothing yet Syd. Set up when you get in the room." Dixon said back in her ear.
Sydney waited by the elevator. She looked around to see if she spotted the man they were looking for. The elevator doors opened.
"Oh God!" Sydney said shocked.
"Sydney!" Dixon yelled. "Sydney!" The radio went dead.
TBC....
Hope you enjoyed!
Love ya,
Lauren
