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I just accidentally deleted the story so now I have to repost it and I lost ALL your comments so please reply with comments even if you replied before cause well now I'm mad at myself and wining! LoL
Redemption takes place after The Telling BUT Sydney never went missing for 2 years. Francie is still dead and Will recovered from his injuries. They caught Sloane, Irina is still on the loose and so is Sark. Syd and Vaughn are together Dixon is no longer a field agent (except on rare occaisions maybe) and Weiss is now a field agent and Lauren? whose Lauren? Never heard of her!
REDEMPTION
CHAPTER ONE
Los Angeles
Sydney Bristow brought her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around them. She breathed a sigh of relief. Her last day of vacation was almost over. Being an agent for the CIA didn't allow for much off time and even when she did manage to get a few days off they were usually interrupted; with the exception of this time that was.
The sun was setting low over the mountains; a mirage of red, pink and purple hues captured her attention. They blended together, a mosaic of beauty unveiled for the world to see. She wiped the sweat from her cheek and left a dark smudge. Standing up she stretched her limbs and then began preparing her equipment for the climb down. The musical tones of her cell phone interrupted the quietness of dusk and groaning she reached for it.
"Hello?"
"Sydney hi," Jack Bristow sat on the edge of his desk flipping through a file. "I'm sorry to disturb your vacation but. we need you at operations, immediately."
"Dad, I'm up in the mountains, it's going to take hours for me to get down."
"We have your coordinates, a helo will be there in five."
"Alright, see you there." Sydney hung up and began unhooking her safety equipment, so was the end of her vacation.
~ ~ ~
Sydney entered the office and proceeded to the back where the other agents were waiting for her. She took her seat and grabbed a tissue from the table wiping the dirt from her face.
"Thank you for coming in Sydney," Dixon entered the room and began handing out files.
Sydney took hers from Weiss and handed another to Vaughn who sat beside her. She opened her folder and scanned the contents fingering a blurred color photograph. She looked up to her computer screen as Dixon began explaining the mission.
"This is Kathryn Sullivan," Dixon sat down opening his own folder. "25 minutes ago, Intel received an unknown feed detailing the pending abduction of this girl. At this point we don't know exactly who or why they are taking her only that she is important to whomever, first suspicious do lead to The Covent. She's 17, living in Greenwich Village New York."
"She's certainly colorful," Weiss commented looking at the photograph. The girls shoulder length brown hair was streaked blue, purple and pink.
"Do we know her?" Sydney asked looking intently at the photograph searching every inch of it; there was something familiar about her.
"No," Dixon shook his head. "We know nothing about her. She's 17 her father Paul Sullivan died when she was four; he committed suicide and her mother Alison Porter died in a convience store robbery when she was five. She was put into foster care shortly after, has no relatives and was emancipated at age 16. Straight A student, she finished highschool two years early by correspondence. She works as a waitress and singer at a restaurant on the East Side. That's it, she has no criminal record, nothing, even her foster care record is clean."
"Then why does, whoever it is want her so badly?" Vaughn asked.
"That's what you are going to find out," Dixon began handing out the second set of files. "I want you and Sydney to go in. She gets off work at 1 am grab her once she's home. Whoever it is isn't planning on picking her up until tomorrow night but they will be watching her so be prepared for defense. Weiss, I want you to go in with surveillance, I don't want anything to stop us from getting this girl. Marshall-"
Marshall stood up awkwardly and nodded to everyone pulling out his latest device. "Simple tube of lipstick right, you know use it if you were going out for the night, date or high class mission. Perfect color right Syd? Syd?"
"What?" she looked up at him bewildered. "Red, right perfect color Marsh."
"Everything alright Sydney?" Dixon asked concerned.
"Yeah, fine," she nodded fingering the photograph of the girl responsible for their pending mission. "She just looks so sad.What would they want with her, she's just a kid."
"Sydney Concentrate!" her father's voice was gruff and Sydney snapped her attention back to Marshall. "Continue Marshall."
"Uh-Yes, thank you," he stammered nodding at Jack. "As I was saying perfect lipstick or so you think." He picked up the lipstick and began a demonstration. "You're going to want to be careful with this one. Twist it once, you get the regular lipstick. Twist twice you get a sleeping dose one touch and whoever got it is out cold for at least 20 minutes. Twist three and it's a laser, it'll cut through anything but you have to press this button here to activate it so you will want to be careful with that."
"Great," Syd nodded and took the lipstick from him.
"Alright people, lets move out, The helo leaves in ten."
Sydney followed the others out of the office but her father grabbed her arm pulling her back in. "What was that?" he asked harshly. "She looks sad.? Sydney have you lost your focus?"
"No!" she shook her head and pulled the photograph out of the file. "She looks sad Dad. Doesn't she look the least bit familiar to you?"
Jack glanced at the photograph, Sydney was right, the girl did seem sad, her smile was false but it was her eyes that captivated you. She did look familiar to him, his daughter was right but he was sure he'd never seen her before. "Sydney, how she looks is irrelevant, your mission is to find and extract her. End of it."
Sydney slid the photograph back into her folder. "I'll see you when we get back."
"Good luck," he nodded to her as she left the office. Walking back to his own office he sat down and opened the file. The picture was slightly blurred taken from a security camera, her streaked hair covered half her face but his daughter was clearly correct, she did look familiar. The question was where.
~ ~ ~
New York Sydney and Vaughn quickly walked up the path to Kathryn Sullivan's apartment building. Sydney clicked on her communications device. "HQ, this is Mountaineer all clear?"
"All clear Mountaineer," Weiss checked the security cameras from the outside of the building. He was stationed several streets down in an abandoned building keeping an eye on the mission. "Boyscout & Mountaineer, you are ready to go."
Vaughn nodded to Sydney and pulled out his lock picking kit suddenly she grabbed his hand. "What?"
"Something's wrong," Syd pointed to the scratched lock, someone had already broken in. Drawing their guns, they proceeded inside.
"What's up Boyscout?" Weiss stood up putting his headset on.
"Someone's already broken in," Vaughn whispered as he and Sydney made their way up the stairs to Kathryn's apartment. "Check the security cameras for the past two hours, find out when." Vaughn opened the apartment door and with their guns drawn, he and Sydney entered. "They've got her," Vaughn surveyed the damaged room.
"Just confirmed," Weiss paused the security camera. "She must have finished work early so they changed the plans, They took her over two hours ago. She put up a hell of a fight." "I'd say, we're going to check the place out see if we can find anything to lead us to her. Call Dixon, we'll be down in five."
"Vaughn," Sydney pointed at the smashed unlabeled vials once containing a liquid of some sort that was spread across the living room floor. He knelt down and found one that was unbroken and slipped it into his pocket. She scanned Kathryn's bedroom, it was empty, almost unlived, were it not for the dirty clothes in the hamper, she would have doubted that anyone lived there at all. She was about to leave the room when a photograph on the bedside table caught her attention. A small ragdoll was leaning against the lamp and in front of it a photograph. Her breath caught in her throat as she picked up the doll and then the photograph and removed it from the frame.
"Syd, Let's go!" Vaughn stood in the doorway. Sydney nodded and followed him out of the building.
"Did you find anything?" Sydney asked as they got in a waiting car.
"Just the vile, the place was pretty bare, looks like they grabbed everything else. What's that?" he asked pointing at the doll.
"This.. Oh I forgot I was holding it," Syd stuffed the doll into the bag at her feet and silently folded the photograph slipping it into her pocket. Sydney was silent for the remainder of their trip to the launch pad and then the helo ride home. None of it went unnoticed by either Agent Vaughn or Agent Weiss.
Los Angeles
Back at the Operations Center, Sydney, Vaughn and Weiss immediately went to Dixons office for briefing. Sydney waited outside the door for her father. "I need to talk to you before the brief," Sydney grabbed his arm pulling him away from the office door.
"Can't this wait?" Jack asked following Sydney into his office.
"No it can't," Sydney closed the door and began pacing the floor. "Did you find anything else out about Kathryn Sullivan? Or her parents?"
"No," Jack shook his head. "It's like she never existed, only essential info can be found, birth certificate, school record, her D.C.S. file is even bare no idea why she was emancipated, nothing. The only thing we did verify is that The Covent is responsible for her abduction."
"I think I may have found out why they want her," Sydney took a deep breath and unfolded the photograph. Her hands shaking she slowly passed it to her father. "It's her isn't it," not waiting for an answer she spoke again. "Turn it over."
Jack followed her instructions and read the inscription on the back, "Mom & Katy, Summer 1991." He couldn't speak.
Sydney began pacing again, "I mean I knew she looked familiar but I never imagined," she stopped and faced Jack again. "Is it her? Dad is it her?"
"Yes-I mean, It looks like her, It could be her." Jack drummed his fingers on the desk. "I can't be sure but its probable that it is her-" Jack was cut off by a knock on the office door and Marshall poked his head in.
"Sorry to interrupt you," Marshall was his usual awkward self. "Agent Bristow, Sydney, Dixon wants you both in the briefing room."
"We'll be right there Marshall," Jack stood and walked to the door, he held it open for Sydney. "If the girl is who you think she is, then she needs our help."
Sydney nodded and followed Marshall and her father to the briefing room.
"Sydney, Jack, thank you for joining us." Dixon passed each of them a file. We have received confirmation that The Covent is responsible for the abduction of Kathryn Sullivan. We have a source in Bangkok with their operation that has confirmed that she is being held there. But still no leads on why. Agent Vaughn said that her apartment was pretty much wiped clean."
Sydney nodded in confirmation. "I sent a cleaning crew in to get whatever is left."
"Good work," Dixon continued with the briefing. "I want you and Vaughn to lead a rescue team. Go in, get her and get out-" He was cut off by Jack who stood up and began to speak.
"Sydney found something at her apartment that The Covent apparently missed." Jack passed the photograph to Dixon who then passed it along to the others. "If the inscription on the back of the photograph is correct, which at this point I have no reason to doubt its authenticity, it could explain the girls abduction. The photograph was taken in 1991, It is Kathryn when she was four or five and with her, is her mother Alison Porter, also known as Irina Derevko."
Dixon eyed the photograph, "that would explain a lot. We have no way of knowing what she knows if she knows anything at all or exactly why they took her, all precautions necessary will be taken."
"You may have another problem," Marshall handed Dixon a set of lab results. "These are the test results of the vile Vaughn took from her apartment. It's insulin, black market insulin actually, that's why it wasn't labeled. She couldn't afford the real stuff so she had to use the no name brand. Your abductee is diabetic. My niece has diabetes, so that's why I know-well guess you didn't really need to know that."
"I checked with her work and she left early last night because she wasn't feeling well," Weiss said. "Maybe her sugar was low?"
"Based on the dosage and strength, she's a moderate to severe diabetic," Marshall continued. "If she doesn't get the insulin on time, she could go into shock or a diabetic coma," He handed Vaughn a large syringe. "I duplicated her dosage and altered it slightly, give it to her as soon as you find her, if she's missed a dose it should take care of it."
Vaughn nodded and put the syringe in his vest pocket. He gave Sydney a reassuring smile as Dixon explained their plan of approach. They were holding the girl in a basement of a nightclub, Sydney, Vaughn and Weiss would go in. Weiss would take control of the security cameras, while Sydney and Vaughn would search for the girl and any relevant computer information. Jack would await their return and meet them at the landing strip and Marshall would monitor all communications coming from the nightclub.
Sydney struggled to maintain her concentration as Marshall presented his new device and Dixon went over the mission specs and location. If Irina Derevko really was Kathryn's mother, which according to the photograph it appeared to be so, then Sydney had a sister, and the thought of not knowing what Kathryn knew or didn't know or why The Covent took her, scared Sydney to death.
I just accidentally deleted the story so now I have to repost it and I lost ALL your comments so please reply with comments even if you replied before cause well now I'm mad at myself and wining! LoL
Redemption takes place after The Telling BUT Sydney never went missing for 2 years. Francie is still dead and Will recovered from his injuries. They caught Sloane, Irina is still on the loose and so is Sark. Syd and Vaughn are together Dixon is no longer a field agent (except on rare occaisions maybe) and Weiss is now a field agent and Lauren? whose Lauren? Never heard of her!
REDEMPTION
CHAPTER ONE
Los Angeles
Sydney Bristow brought her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around them. She breathed a sigh of relief. Her last day of vacation was almost over. Being an agent for the CIA didn't allow for much off time and even when she did manage to get a few days off they were usually interrupted; with the exception of this time that was.
The sun was setting low over the mountains; a mirage of red, pink and purple hues captured her attention. They blended together, a mosaic of beauty unveiled for the world to see. She wiped the sweat from her cheek and left a dark smudge. Standing up she stretched her limbs and then began preparing her equipment for the climb down. The musical tones of her cell phone interrupted the quietness of dusk and groaning she reached for it.
"Hello?"
"Sydney hi," Jack Bristow sat on the edge of his desk flipping through a file. "I'm sorry to disturb your vacation but. we need you at operations, immediately."
"Dad, I'm up in the mountains, it's going to take hours for me to get down."
"We have your coordinates, a helo will be there in five."
"Alright, see you there." Sydney hung up and began unhooking her safety equipment, so was the end of her vacation.
~ ~ ~
Sydney entered the office and proceeded to the back where the other agents were waiting for her. She took her seat and grabbed a tissue from the table wiping the dirt from her face.
"Thank you for coming in Sydney," Dixon entered the room and began handing out files.
Sydney took hers from Weiss and handed another to Vaughn who sat beside her. She opened her folder and scanned the contents fingering a blurred color photograph. She looked up to her computer screen as Dixon began explaining the mission.
"This is Kathryn Sullivan," Dixon sat down opening his own folder. "25 minutes ago, Intel received an unknown feed detailing the pending abduction of this girl. At this point we don't know exactly who or why they are taking her only that she is important to whomever, first suspicious do lead to The Covent. She's 17, living in Greenwich Village New York."
"She's certainly colorful," Weiss commented looking at the photograph. The girls shoulder length brown hair was streaked blue, purple and pink.
"Do we know her?" Sydney asked looking intently at the photograph searching every inch of it; there was something familiar about her.
"No," Dixon shook his head. "We know nothing about her. She's 17 her father Paul Sullivan died when she was four; he committed suicide and her mother Alison Porter died in a convience store robbery when she was five. She was put into foster care shortly after, has no relatives and was emancipated at age 16. Straight A student, she finished highschool two years early by correspondence. She works as a waitress and singer at a restaurant on the East Side. That's it, she has no criminal record, nothing, even her foster care record is clean."
"Then why does, whoever it is want her so badly?" Vaughn asked.
"That's what you are going to find out," Dixon began handing out the second set of files. "I want you and Sydney to go in. She gets off work at 1 am grab her once she's home. Whoever it is isn't planning on picking her up until tomorrow night but they will be watching her so be prepared for defense. Weiss, I want you to go in with surveillance, I don't want anything to stop us from getting this girl. Marshall-"
Marshall stood up awkwardly and nodded to everyone pulling out his latest device. "Simple tube of lipstick right, you know use it if you were going out for the night, date or high class mission. Perfect color right Syd? Syd?"
"What?" she looked up at him bewildered. "Red, right perfect color Marsh."
"Everything alright Sydney?" Dixon asked concerned.
"Yeah, fine," she nodded fingering the photograph of the girl responsible for their pending mission. "She just looks so sad.What would they want with her, she's just a kid."
"Sydney Concentrate!" her father's voice was gruff and Sydney snapped her attention back to Marshall. "Continue Marshall."
"Uh-Yes, thank you," he stammered nodding at Jack. "As I was saying perfect lipstick or so you think." He picked up the lipstick and began a demonstration. "You're going to want to be careful with this one. Twist it once, you get the regular lipstick. Twist twice you get a sleeping dose one touch and whoever got it is out cold for at least 20 minutes. Twist three and it's a laser, it'll cut through anything but you have to press this button here to activate it so you will want to be careful with that."
"Great," Syd nodded and took the lipstick from him.
"Alright people, lets move out, The helo leaves in ten."
Sydney followed the others out of the office but her father grabbed her arm pulling her back in. "What was that?" he asked harshly. "She looks sad.? Sydney have you lost your focus?"
"No!" she shook her head and pulled the photograph out of the file. "She looks sad Dad. Doesn't she look the least bit familiar to you?"
Jack glanced at the photograph, Sydney was right, the girl did seem sad, her smile was false but it was her eyes that captivated you. She did look familiar to him, his daughter was right but he was sure he'd never seen her before. "Sydney, how she looks is irrelevant, your mission is to find and extract her. End of it."
Sydney slid the photograph back into her folder. "I'll see you when we get back."
"Good luck," he nodded to her as she left the office. Walking back to his own office he sat down and opened the file. The picture was slightly blurred taken from a security camera, her streaked hair covered half her face but his daughter was clearly correct, she did look familiar. The question was where.
~ ~ ~
New York Sydney and Vaughn quickly walked up the path to Kathryn Sullivan's apartment building. Sydney clicked on her communications device. "HQ, this is Mountaineer all clear?"
"All clear Mountaineer," Weiss checked the security cameras from the outside of the building. He was stationed several streets down in an abandoned building keeping an eye on the mission. "Boyscout & Mountaineer, you are ready to go."
Vaughn nodded to Sydney and pulled out his lock picking kit suddenly she grabbed his hand. "What?"
"Something's wrong," Syd pointed to the scratched lock, someone had already broken in. Drawing their guns, they proceeded inside.
"What's up Boyscout?" Weiss stood up putting his headset on.
"Someone's already broken in," Vaughn whispered as he and Sydney made their way up the stairs to Kathryn's apartment. "Check the security cameras for the past two hours, find out when." Vaughn opened the apartment door and with their guns drawn, he and Sydney entered. "They've got her," Vaughn surveyed the damaged room.
"Just confirmed," Weiss paused the security camera. "She must have finished work early so they changed the plans, They took her over two hours ago. She put up a hell of a fight." "I'd say, we're going to check the place out see if we can find anything to lead us to her. Call Dixon, we'll be down in five."
"Vaughn," Sydney pointed at the smashed unlabeled vials once containing a liquid of some sort that was spread across the living room floor. He knelt down and found one that was unbroken and slipped it into his pocket. She scanned Kathryn's bedroom, it was empty, almost unlived, were it not for the dirty clothes in the hamper, she would have doubted that anyone lived there at all. She was about to leave the room when a photograph on the bedside table caught her attention. A small ragdoll was leaning against the lamp and in front of it a photograph. Her breath caught in her throat as she picked up the doll and then the photograph and removed it from the frame.
"Syd, Let's go!" Vaughn stood in the doorway. Sydney nodded and followed him out of the building.
"Did you find anything?" Sydney asked as they got in a waiting car.
"Just the vile, the place was pretty bare, looks like they grabbed everything else. What's that?" he asked pointing at the doll.
"This.. Oh I forgot I was holding it," Syd stuffed the doll into the bag at her feet and silently folded the photograph slipping it into her pocket. Sydney was silent for the remainder of their trip to the launch pad and then the helo ride home. None of it went unnoticed by either Agent Vaughn or Agent Weiss.
Los Angeles
Back at the Operations Center, Sydney, Vaughn and Weiss immediately went to Dixons office for briefing. Sydney waited outside the door for her father. "I need to talk to you before the brief," Sydney grabbed his arm pulling him away from the office door.
"Can't this wait?" Jack asked following Sydney into his office.
"No it can't," Sydney closed the door and began pacing the floor. "Did you find anything else out about Kathryn Sullivan? Or her parents?"
"No," Jack shook his head. "It's like she never existed, only essential info can be found, birth certificate, school record, her D.C.S. file is even bare no idea why she was emancipated, nothing. The only thing we did verify is that The Covent is responsible for her abduction."
"I think I may have found out why they want her," Sydney took a deep breath and unfolded the photograph. Her hands shaking she slowly passed it to her father. "It's her isn't it," not waiting for an answer she spoke again. "Turn it over."
Jack followed her instructions and read the inscription on the back, "Mom & Katy, Summer 1991." He couldn't speak.
Sydney began pacing again, "I mean I knew she looked familiar but I never imagined," she stopped and faced Jack again. "Is it her? Dad is it her?"
"Yes-I mean, It looks like her, It could be her." Jack drummed his fingers on the desk. "I can't be sure but its probable that it is her-" Jack was cut off by a knock on the office door and Marshall poked his head in.
"Sorry to interrupt you," Marshall was his usual awkward self. "Agent Bristow, Sydney, Dixon wants you both in the briefing room."
"We'll be right there Marshall," Jack stood and walked to the door, he held it open for Sydney. "If the girl is who you think she is, then she needs our help."
Sydney nodded and followed Marshall and her father to the briefing room.
"Sydney, Jack, thank you for joining us." Dixon passed each of them a file. We have received confirmation that The Covent is responsible for the abduction of Kathryn Sullivan. We have a source in Bangkok with their operation that has confirmed that she is being held there. But still no leads on why. Agent Vaughn said that her apartment was pretty much wiped clean."
Sydney nodded in confirmation. "I sent a cleaning crew in to get whatever is left."
"Good work," Dixon continued with the briefing. "I want you and Vaughn to lead a rescue team. Go in, get her and get out-" He was cut off by Jack who stood up and began to speak.
"Sydney found something at her apartment that The Covent apparently missed." Jack passed the photograph to Dixon who then passed it along to the others. "If the inscription on the back of the photograph is correct, which at this point I have no reason to doubt its authenticity, it could explain the girls abduction. The photograph was taken in 1991, It is Kathryn when she was four or five and with her, is her mother Alison Porter, also known as Irina Derevko."
Dixon eyed the photograph, "that would explain a lot. We have no way of knowing what she knows if she knows anything at all or exactly why they took her, all precautions necessary will be taken."
"You may have another problem," Marshall handed Dixon a set of lab results. "These are the test results of the vile Vaughn took from her apartment. It's insulin, black market insulin actually, that's why it wasn't labeled. She couldn't afford the real stuff so she had to use the no name brand. Your abductee is diabetic. My niece has diabetes, so that's why I know-well guess you didn't really need to know that."
"I checked with her work and she left early last night because she wasn't feeling well," Weiss said. "Maybe her sugar was low?"
"Based on the dosage and strength, she's a moderate to severe diabetic," Marshall continued. "If she doesn't get the insulin on time, she could go into shock or a diabetic coma," He handed Vaughn a large syringe. "I duplicated her dosage and altered it slightly, give it to her as soon as you find her, if she's missed a dose it should take care of it."
Vaughn nodded and put the syringe in his vest pocket. He gave Sydney a reassuring smile as Dixon explained their plan of approach. They were holding the girl in a basement of a nightclub, Sydney, Vaughn and Weiss would go in. Weiss would take control of the security cameras, while Sydney and Vaughn would search for the girl and any relevant computer information. Jack would await their return and meet them at the landing strip and Marshall would monitor all communications coming from the nightclub.
Sydney struggled to maintain her concentration as Marshall presented his new device and Dixon went over the mission specs and location. If Irina Derevko really was Kathryn's mother, which according to the photograph it appeared to be so, then Sydney had a sister, and the thought of not knowing what Kathryn knew or didn't know or why The Covent took her, scared Sydney to death.