Title: Can You Still Handle Me?
Author: AliasDemon99
Rating: PG- Just for safety.
Feedback: Let me put it this way... The more feedback...the more chapters and frequent updates.
Summary: Vaughn escapes the club in Taipei but only comes home to find that Sydney haden't come back....And even if she did...could he still handle her...not speaking in the job "handling" but rather in his love for her if she even came back alive......
Authors Note: This is my first fanfic...I hope you guys like it so give me feedback....good or bad..ok?
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CHAPTER ONE
Vaughn wanted to rescue her so badly...But he couldn't.
That was it..plain and simple.
But it wasn't that simple..he couldn's just let her go like that...no, not like that.
But Jack Bristow made him stay...he kept him from rescuing her.
Why? Because Vaughn was the only reason Sydney would hold onto life..and Jack knew that if she found out that something bad had happened to Vaughn..all of her effort to save and set him free would be a failure and she would die..It was almost like they were Romeo and Juliet.
Images of his daughter being tortured filled his mind and Jack began to cry....cry crocodile tears upon his cheeks. He knew it was hopeless to try and save her..it was too late now. By now Laura would have torn her apart..both physically and emotionally. Even if she ever managed to escape..he knew she would be a wreck. It was hopeless.
Hopeless
The evil word echoed in his mind.
Hopeless
Since Vaughn had returned, he never stopped thinking about Sydney. She wore a shield to hide her emotions from her mother that day that she set him free...But as he left he felt the sheild crumble and her fragile side was dangerously exposed. Dangerously.
Vaughn slowly came back to reality and flinched in his crumy CIA issue chair. On his desk were mountains of papers he had accumulated since that day 3 months ago..that aweful day in Taipei that would linger with him forever. Forever.
He and Weiss haden't spoken since that meeting the day of the occurance when Eric....his one *true* friend became a rat. A rat that had ratted on him. He didn't care about that right now..no he was too busy.
Francie was in the Witness Protection Program. Will was in the Witness Protection Program...but he didn't really care..after all, he wished Will was dead. He was the reason Sydney and him even went to Taipei. Will was ignorant. He left it a t that.
His evil thoughts of Will were interrupted by his desk phone ringing.
He let it ring once......twice....and picked it up and greeted the person at the other end of the line with a sad "hello".
The voice on the other end responded a meek and barely audible "Help me...please...warehouse...help." And the other end went silent.
Help. She needed help. She was alive...and needed help...now.
He could hardly believe it...though the voice was very quiet he knew it was her..It was Sydney.
Suddenly panic filled his mind...She needed help...and soon.
He raced out the door without even setting the phone back in its cradle. He was going to the warehouse. To help her. To help Sydney.
Author: AliasDemon99
Rating: PG- Just for safety.
Feedback: Let me put it this way... The more feedback...the more chapters and frequent updates.
Summary: Vaughn escapes the club in Taipei but only comes home to find that Sydney haden't come back....And even if she did...could he still handle her...not speaking in the job "handling" but rather in his love for her if she even came back alive......
Authors Note: This is my first fanfic...I hope you guys like it so give me feedback....good or bad..ok?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
CHAPTER ONE
Vaughn wanted to rescue her so badly...But he couldn't.
That was it..plain and simple.
But it wasn't that simple..he couldn's just let her go like that...no, not like that.
But Jack Bristow made him stay...he kept him from rescuing her.
Why? Because Vaughn was the only reason Sydney would hold onto life..and Jack knew that if she found out that something bad had happened to Vaughn..all of her effort to save and set him free would be a failure and she would die..It was almost like they were Romeo and Juliet.
Images of his daughter being tortured filled his mind and Jack began to cry....cry crocodile tears upon his cheeks. He knew it was hopeless to try and save her..it was too late now. By now Laura would have torn her apart..both physically and emotionally. Even if she ever managed to escape..he knew she would be a wreck. It was hopeless.
Hopeless
The evil word echoed in his mind.
Hopeless
Since Vaughn had returned, he never stopped thinking about Sydney. She wore a shield to hide her emotions from her mother that day that she set him free...But as he left he felt the sheild crumble and her fragile side was dangerously exposed. Dangerously.
Vaughn slowly came back to reality and flinched in his crumy CIA issue chair. On his desk were mountains of papers he had accumulated since that day 3 months ago..that aweful day in Taipei that would linger with him forever. Forever.
He and Weiss haden't spoken since that meeting the day of the occurance when Eric....his one *true* friend became a rat. A rat that had ratted on him. He didn't care about that right now..no he was too busy.
Francie was in the Witness Protection Program. Will was in the Witness Protection Program...but he didn't really care..after all, he wished Will was dead. He was the reason Sydney and him even went to Taipei. Will was ignorant. He left it a t that.
His evil thoughts of Will were interrupted by his desk phone ringing.
He let it ring once......twice....and picked it up and greeted the person at the other end of the line with a sad "hello".
The voice on the other end responded a meek and barely audible "Help me...please...warehouse...help." And the other end went silent.
Help. She needed help. She was alive...and needed help...now.
He could hardly believe it...though the voice was very quiet he knew it was her..It was Sydney.
Suddenly panic filled his mind...She needed help...and soon.
He raced out the door without even setting the phone back in its cradle. He was going to the warehouse. To help her. To help Sydney.