Okay, so, I've had this on my hard drive for a very long time and I came across it today when I got to College. I figured, what the hell, let's post it. This is only the first chapter. If I get some reviews, I'll post the second. and I'll write some more. We'll see what happens. I don't want to waste my time if no one's reading. This occurs after Tuesday in the timeline.
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Chapter 1
Voices and colors were blending together as Sydney laid on the cold stone floor. Someone was talking into her ear. Was it Vaughn? Weiss? Her Father? No, the voice belonged to Nadia.
"Phoenix, report! Phoenix! Please... If you can, give us a signal!" Nadia's voice was alarmed and was frantically ringing in her ear. Sydney moved her head to the side to took around. She tried to respond but she couldn't find her voice. Her ribs hurt and there were two fires burning in her abdomen and her leg.
"Phoenix, Shotgun and Retriever are on their way. Just hang on." There was silence for a moment then Nadia continued "Please, hang on Sydney."
Sydney looked down at her feet, brought her bound hands to her side and when she took them away a drop of red fell to the floor. She then put a hand to her thigh and found the same thing there. The mission had gone south faster than any mission she could remember. It was a simple smash and grab mission, she was supposed to get a disk; one simple disk, and she was supposed to do it alone. She had a com link but the link was back to APO, not to one of her friends in a van not too far away. It was supposed to be simple, but if anyone knew better, it was Sydney Bristow. So, instead, she was captured, with the Com link left undiscovered in her earring, having her family back at APO left to hear her being tortured. If she could have reached it, she would have turned it off, especially to spare Vaughn and her Father from the sounds. She couldn't understand how the link was still operational, it should have been fried and destroyed from all the abuse she and the earring had taken. Remind me to kiss Marshall.
She had the disk in her pocket and she was well aware it was there. It was a tiny disk, no larger than a quarter, and it was in a small zipper pocket in her fatigues. They had beat her up and used electroshock torture but still she said nothing and they had yet to discover the disk. It baffled her that they hadn't found it or kicked it when they kicked her. She didn't know if the disk was still functional. She had been kicked and thrown and submersed in water but if she died here, she hoped her last mission was a successful one. They continued questioning her; All they wanted to know is what she was after. Amateurs. She was caught more than 24 hours ago. She wasn't sure how long it was exactly, but it was more than a day. Everyone had left her due to the intrusion of the APO team. She could talk back into her Com freely, but she couldn't form the words. It wasn't due to lack of trying, physically, she just couldn't answer. All she had to do was hold on. The ceiling was her only friend now.
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For the past 48 hours Michael Vaughn had been going out of his mind. He wasn't in the office when she was taken, the love of his life. He was at the Hockey rink, trying to pass the time until she got back by developing a technique to teach her how to skate backwards. When his cell phone rang his heart sank on instinct. He skated quickly over to the penalty box where he had left his stuff and picked up the phone.
"Vaughn" he said after seeing that it was Weiss on the other end.
"Hey man. Where are you right now?" He asked. His tone scared Vaughn, there wasn't a hint of joking in it and that was very uncharacteristic of Eric Weiss.
"I'm at the rink. Why?" Finally, he caught on. "Oh God, What happened?" There was a pause on the other line. "Eric, What the Hell Happened to her!" He was nearly shouting now and his voice was reverberating through the empty rink.
"I think you need to come in, Mike. I think you need to get in here now." Before the last words came through the phone he was off the ice and his cell phone was snapped shut.
He reached APO in record time. He had no control over the subway, but he drove as fast as he could to the train station. As he ran through the station, he looked to his left and saw the place where they danced after her last close call. Oh God, not again. Please don't let her be dead. I can't lose her again. He ran through the doors and slid into the office, coming face to face with Jack and Nadia.
"What Happened?" When neither spoke he asked again, with more force. "What Happened Damn it!"
"She was caught. Her com link is still active. Marshall is tracing her now. It's been 6 hours since she's been caught. She was unconscious for a while but now... We just need to get to her.. While we still can. " Nadia had spoke up first. There were tears in her eyes and she explained to story to Vaughn.
"Well, when will we have a location? Who's on the team to get her? What can I do? Can I talk to her?" The questions were flowing out of him until Jack cut him off.
"Mr. Vaughn, calm down, we're doing everything we can. All the resources of this office, and outside of this office are being diverted to finding her. We will get her back. I swear to you" Jack was worried, he could tell.
"I want to talk to her." Vaughn spoke, sternly. It wasn't a request, but a demand.
"Fine, just be prepared, she can't talk back and she's being...interrogated." Jack replied, his facade cracking a bit.
Vaughn walked into the briefing room and Jack closed the door behind him. He was left alone with the com link. Walking over to the table and sitting down, he pressed the button on the table. He wasn't ready for the sounds that filled the room. Sydney's screams were reverberating off the walls around him and he spoke softly.
"Sydney... Sweetheart... Cough or something if you can hear me.. Please, Sydney" he pleaded, he needed to know she could hear him. There was something he needed to say.
Sydney couldn't believe what she was hearing. She had electrodes hooked up to her body and she thought she was hallucinating. Then she remembered the link in her ear and coughed lightly.
"Thank God... Syd, hang on, we're going to get you out of there; I swear to you." there was a long pause and Vaughn continued. "Sydney.. I can't lose you again. I love you, please fight them." Over the link she could here them asking her questions in the background. Before they weren't clear, as if they were far away, but her interrogators must have gotten closer.
"Who are you! Who do you work for!" When she didn't answer, he could hear them strike her and it made his blood boil. Finally Sydney's voice came over the line. She sounded weak, but that didn't stop her from making a snide remark.
"You know, you should be a little nicer to me. It's not my fault you're one ugly son of a b****."
He heard someone laugh and then the sound of the electroshock machine come to life again and Sydney whimpered. He should have kept talking, but he couldn't find his voice.
"She's unconscious. Throw her back in the cell. Get going!"
Suddenly, it came to him. He hit the button on the phone and ran out of the room. When he reached Marshall's office, he found the man typing furiously at his tracking program and he jumped as Vaughn burst in.
"I'm doing everything I can, I just can't find her. The signal is too weak. I don't know what to do Vaughn, what if I can't save her? What if something happens to her? Oh God, it's my fault; my technology– Vaughn, I'm sorry." Marshall was nearly crying.
"Marshall! Listen, it's not your fault. Her com's still on; That's more than anyone can ask for. Marshall, can you run a voice print analysis on her captor's voice? If we can get a positive ID maybe we can find her." Vaughn said.
"Why didn't I think of that? We're taping it right? Ok, that'll work." Marshall replied and returned to typing furiously on his computer.
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"As you all know, Agent Sydney Bristow was captured a little more than 24 hours ago. After a long tiring search, we've got a lead on her location. It seems she's been taken by this man, Carlos Vittorio." Sloane flashed a picture of a man on the screens in the conference room. "We believe they're holding her somewhere in Italy. We're working on a definite location right now, but considering the gravity of the situation, Agents Bristow, Vaughn, Weiss, and Santos, we're putting you en route right now. Wheels up in one hour, in the mean time, we'll all be working on definitive location. You are dismissed." Everyone got up to leave the room and Vaughn looked at Sloane. "We'll find her Vaughn." With a nod, Vaughn rushed to catch his plane.
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