Hi guys! So this is a sort of sequel to Sydrian Reunions. I wanted to get a focus on Sydney's POV of things and how she was dealing with re education and all. I hope you like it! XOXO -chloe

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Sydney stared out the window. The sunlight was pouring into the room illuminating it in it's path. She could see her reflection staring back at her. It had been so long since she had looked at herself and god, it was not a pretty sight.

Her hair was tousled. Her skin was cracked. She could see the remains of multiple bruises and several recents ones. She was back to being malnutritioned, except ten times worse. Dark circles surrounded her eyes. Her eyes. They had a vacant look in them, almost broken. The amber that Adrian had once called molten gold was now dull and dreary.

Adrian.

God, she missed him so much. She had been at re education for months now. The alchemists were relentless in their torture. It had gotten worse with time. She was now kept in a small room with four white walls and only one, small window. She knew it would be impregnable, but that had not stopped her from trying to break it open with her bare hands on multiple occasions. Those were some of her weaker moments when she hysterically broke down until they drugged her so she would be unconscious again.

The rest of the time she tried to be strong no matter what they did. But recently it was getting harder and harder. Sometimes she would consider giving in but those thoughts always disappeared when she reminded herself why she was fighting so hard.

It was to keep her from becoming completely zombie-like, like Keith had become. It was so that she would not completely lose herself and fall into their hands again. But most importantly it was so that she could go back. Back to Palm Springs. Back to Adrian. Her Adrian.

She just wanted to be in his arms again, more than anything. She felt safe there. That's where she imagined she was when the pain they created became too unbearable. She imagined him there, whispering in her ear. Whispering that she would be okay. That she was strong. That she could get through this.

She hoped he was okay. She wondered if he was looking for her. He probably was. No, he definitely was. That was just part of him. He would look for her because he loved her. And she knew he was loyal to those he loved. Thinking about this made her heart do a fuzzy, fluttering sensation.

She gave a small smile. It had been so long since she had done so, that her muscles felt really stiff. She would get through this, she thought. Adrian gave her hope.

He was her forever and she would always love him. And she would get back to him. She had to for both their sakes.

The door opened and two middle-aged alchemists stepped in. They both looked well groomed, in grey suits and the customary golden lily engraved on their left cheeks. They looked at her and smirked.

"Ready, Sydney?" One of them asked in an antagonizing voice.

Sydney just looked him in the eye, a complacent look on her face, and said

"Bring. It. On."