Chapter 2
Sydney just kept running. She could barely see where she was going because of the tears trailing down her cheeks. Syd did not even bother to look and see if he was following her, it did not matter. She hoped that he was not. She could not handle another confrontation yet.
Millions of thoughts were rushing through her mind. How could he do this? How could he have moved on so quickly? Two years may seem like a long time, but if you broke it down it really was not. At that point, Sydney could not run anymore and stumbled into an alley. She leaned up against the side of a building to steady herself. She slowly slide down the wall and sat on the ground. Sydney drew her knees to her chest and began to cry. She realized that she was at her absolute lowest. She remembered that night that Vaughn had once told her that she could always call him. She could not do that anymore. She was all alone in the world with no allies.
Nowhere to go, no place to run, no one to turn to. Will was in witness protection. There was no way to contact him without putting him in danger. The double, Allison Doren, had killed Francie. Her two best friends were gone from her life forever. Vaughn was married and not even working with the CIA anymore. Her mother was somewhere on the planet, that is if she was still alive. Something was wrong with her dad, she knew it. The agency would have sent her father instead of Vaughn if they had been able to.
Sydney's life was a disaster. Everyone she knew had been affected by her job. Why didn't Kendall let her resign after she took down SD-6? Maybe then, Francie would still be alive. Will would not have to be in hiding. And it is possible that she never would have lost two years of her life and she and Vaughn would have actually made it to Santa Barbra. Maybe she would be the one he came home to, not whatever woman he married. Sydney's life would have been drastically different if she had been around for those two years.
Why couldn't she remember anything about that time? It was as if in her mind those days never existed. How is it possible to have no clue what happened to you for that long of a time? To her it was as if those two years never happened. The fight with the double seemed to be last night. Vaughn was telling her the truth. She would have been able to see right through his lies. Why can't she remember? Sydney needed answers and she was not going to get any here. She needed to get to Los Angeles. She needed the CIA's help to figure out what happened to her.
Getting to LA would be a problem. She could not just go to the airport and buy a ticket. She did not have any money or any identification with her. Plus all of her record would probably all be gone. To the world, Sydney Bristow was dead. There was only one thing that she could do. Sydney did not want to, but she had no other choice. She did not like to see him, knowing that he was not hers anymore, that he belonged to another woman. Vaughn would get her back to LA, just like the CIA wanted. She would have to endure an entire plane flight with him from Hong Kong all the way back to LA. To be so close to him and yet so far. To Sydney it seemed like just the other night it was her kissing him, not his wife. Vaughn, why did you have to get married so quickly? Why did you give up on us? What made you lose faith? Sydney had always thought that they had something connecting them, even in the beginning. It must not have been as strong as she had thought. Why couldn't he have waited just a little bit longer? What caused him to do this? Why?
Sydney took a deep breath and tried to control her tears. Once she was able to compartmentalize her emotions and focus on what was important, finding out what happened to her, she stood up. Slowly she walked out of the alley and tried to figure out where she was. She wiped away the last stray tear and took a step back into reality. Sydney put on foot in front of the other and her feet were carrying her back to the safe house, to a way home, to Vaughn, and eventually some answers.