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Sydney slowly came to with a groan.
She tried to move her arms, but found that they were cuffed to a chair.
Slowly, she raised her head. There was a brown haired woman standing in front of her.
The woman stared at her. "Hello Sydney."
Sydney just stared at her dumfounded.
"Mom is that you?" she finally choked out.
"Yes Sydney it's me. Of course it's me"
"But, who, why, what, are you doing here?" Sydney asked her.
Irina regarded her calmly. "No, I believe the question is what are you doing here?" her mother questioned her.
Sydney heard a small sound. Looking around she saw Vaughn chained to a chair similar to her own, sitting in the opposite corner.
"Vaughn?" she gasped as tears flooded her eyes and began to run down her face.
She whipped her head around to look at her mother.
Irina smiled. "Ah, Agent Vaughn I would presume. I thought I had seen you somewhere before."
Sydney turned her head back to Vaughn.
He gave her an anguished look. Then shot her mother a look of pure hatred.
"Vaughn" Sydney said again.
He ignored her, continuing to stare at the woman who had supposedly killed his dad.
"Please let Sydney go. Keep me. Please just release Sydney." Vaughn choked out.
Irina simply stared at him. "And what, Agent Vaughn makes you assume that I'm planning on letting either of you go?"
Vaughn's shoulders slumped in discouragement. He had thought that perhaps, Irina would have just a small amount of compassion for her own daughter.
But apparently he was wrong.
Irina saw Sydney's eyes narrow at her statement. But before Sydney could attack her verbally Irina held up her hand, and headed for the door.
"I'll be back. Why don't you two have a nice little reunion?"
Then with a small smile to Sydney she was gone.
Sydney tried to determine what kind of smile that was.
Was it supposed to be sinister, loving, or intimidating?
But it had been to long since she had seen her mother. It was pointless to wonder.
"Sydney" Vaughn called softly.
She glanced at him quickly. He could tell she was in shock.
"Sydney?" He tried again.
She suddenly snapped out of her trancelike state. As she gazed at him, her face started to crumple. "Oh Vaughn, I'm so sorry I got you into this mess." she said sobbing.
"No Sydney, I volunteered to come with you." He reprimanded her.
"This is not your fault."
She looked at him in amazement. "I don't agree with you on that but- Wait a minute. How did you get out? I thought you had drowned."
He smiled. "I swam back to room to the room. The room was so big that the water had settled enough, so that there was a space of air between the ceiling and the water."
"I got out through a skylight in the roof. But unfortunately there were guards posted on the roof."
"I'm so glad that you're not dead." Sydney replied with a smile.
He gazed at her fondly, "I'm glad I'm not dead to. But man, when they dragged me in here, and I saw that they had you my heart just about broke."
Before Sydney could respond to this, her mother walked into the room where they were being held.
"Hello sweetheart." She said to Sydney.
Sydney couldn't tell if she was taunting her or not.
"I just wanted to see if you had a preference for dinner?" Irina questioned them with a smile.
Sydney and Vaughn just stared at her in disgust.
"No? Well then chicken it is."
Before Irina disappeared again, she looked pointedly at Sydney.
"Don't even try to escape. I personally made sure that it was impossible.
Your reputation has preceded you."
And with an "I'll be back with your dinner." She was gone.
As soon as the door shut behind her mother, she started looking around the room for some means of escape. Which prompted Vaughn to do the same.
After a few minutes she admitted defeat.
Turning her head to look at Vaughn she told him, "She's right it's useless. There's nothing to help us get out of here."
Vaughn looked at her sadly. "I guess we'll have to play along for awhile then."
Sydney nodded her head in agreement.
A/N: Well, what did you guys think? Should I continue? Please keep all reviews G rated.