Author's Note: THIS IS A SPOILER!!! It's of the season finally… If you want
NOTHING to do with knowing the season finally, do not read beyond this
point.
What a season finally, at the end I seriously thought I was going to throw up. (Can you say obsessed?)
This is Vaughn's final thoughts after the red thing disintegrated. Wrote this RIGHT after I saw the season finally….
"Sydney, you're breaking up! Sydney? Sydney!" Michael Vaughn screamed into the receiver, but all that returned was static.
Frantically, he pulled the device out of the mix board, scrambling the surveillance signals. He ran. He ran towards Sydney, he needed to be sure she was safe. He ran down the white hallway, periodically yelling into the receiver "Sydney, can you hear me?", but still got no reply.
Oh god, I hope she isn't dead. Was the only thought that raced through his mind.
After the mazes of hallways trying pathetically to find the doorway Sydney had gone through, he was almost there. One more corner. Before he had a chance to turn the corner, he saw her. Sydney, running, trying to outrun what seemed to be a wall of water chasing after her.
He just stared for a moment, trying to assess the situation, wondering "why is Sydney being chased by water? What is going on?" He stared blankly in front of him for a moment, hypnotized. He snapped out of it as Sydney grab his arm and pulled him toward the exit.
They ran, and they ran fast. Sydney ran faster than Vaughn "Now I can see how she gets away so easily" He said to himself. The water was out of sight, but he noticed he had a new race. A race to get to the door, which was automatically closing 50 feet in front of them.
"Oh god, Please let Sydney get through all right" was his only selfless thought.
She got through quickly, and as she struggled to keep the door open, he ran faster, trying to get there in time, before it enclosed him in the flooding hallway.
He didn't run fast enough.
The door closed just as he hit it. Sydney put her face in the window, her eyes filled with terror. Water crashed against his back, pushing his against the window. Sydney's eyes still lingered on his, saying, Please don't die on me, you're all I have. She turned away, grabbing a fire extinguisher, trying frantically to break the window, all in vain. He struggled to keep his face in the window, the water far beyond his head now. After trying for what seemed like hours, Vaughn motioned her to stop. She didn't listen. She continued in her attempt to break it, only falling to the floor, exhausted.
He had no air. He needed air. Life is based on air. I love you, Sydney Bristow. I wish I told you, when I had time. Damnit! I wish protocol would let me tell her how I feel.
He made a silent promise to himself that if he were to life, he would tell Sydney, everything. Everything he felt, wanted, wished. All of it.
I love you Sydney Bristow.
That was all he repeated as he drifted upwards, his vision clouding, and finally going black, as he took his last breath. Of water. He floated away lost in his thoughts, drifting through oblivion.
What a season finally, at the end I seriously thought I was going to throw up. (Can you say obsessed?)
This is Vaughn's final thoughts after the red thing disintegrated. Wrote this RIGHT after I saw the season finally….
"Sydney, you're breaking up! Sydney? Sydney!" Michael Vaughn screamed into the receiver, but all that returned was static.
Frantically, he pulled the device out of the mix board, scrambling the surveillance signals. He ran. He ran towards Sydney, he needed to be sure she was safe. He ran down the white hallway, periodically yelling into the receiver "Sydney, can you hear me?", but still got no reply.
Oh god, I hope she isn't dead. Was the only thought that raced through his mind.
After the mazes of hallways trying pathetically to find the doorway Sydney had gone through, he was almost there. One more corner. Before he had a chance to turn the corner, he saw her. Sydney, running, trying to outrun what seemed to be a wall of water chasing after her.
He just stared for a moment, trying to assess the situation, wondering "why is Sydney being chased by water? What is going on?" He stared blankly in front of him for a moment, hypnotized. He snapped out of it as Sydney grab his arm and pulled him toward the exit.
They ran, and they ran fast. Sydney ran faster than Vaughn "Now I can see how she gets away so easily" He said to himself. The water was out of sight, but he noticed he had a new race. A race to get to the door, which was automatically closing 50 feet in front of them.
"Oh god, Please let Sydney get through all right" was his only selfless thought.
She got through quickly, and as she struggled to keep the door open, he ran faster, trying to get there in time, before it enclosed him in the flooding hallway.
He didn't run fast enough.
The door closed just as he hit it. Sydney put her face in the window, her eyes filled with terror. Water crashed against his back, pushing his against the window. Sydney's eyes still lingered on his, saying, Please don't die on me, you're all I have. She turned away, grabbing a fire extinguisher, trying frantically to break the window, all in vain. He struggled to keep his face in the window, the water far beyond his head now. After trying for what seemed like hours, Vaughn motioned her to stop. She didn't listen. She continued in her attempt to break it, only falling to the floor, exhausted.
He had no air. He needed air. Life is based on air. I love you, Sydney Bristow. I wish I told you, when I had time. Damnit! I wish protocol would let me tell her how I feel.
He made a silent promise to himself that if he were to life, he would tell Sydney, everything. Everything he felt, wanted, wished. All of it.
I love you Sydney Bristow.
That was all he repeated as he drifted upwards, his vision clouding, and finally going black, as he took his last breath. Of water. He floated away lost in his thoughts, drifting through oblivion.