Publication: July 27, 2004
Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own Alias. Alias is the creation of J.J. Abrams, Bad Robot Productions, and is owned by ABC, Touchstone Television, and among other people. I only came up with the storyline, and my characters.Classification/Genre:Adventure, Action (guns will be used) Drama, Romance.
Rating: Pg-13, for now.
A/N: I don't own the song "When I'm Gone" 3 Doors Down owns it.

Chapter 3: The Torture Room


London, England

Sark walked back to the room, he grabbed Vaughn by the shirt, forcing Vaughn looked at him.

"If you kill me now. They will come after you." Vaughn said in a shaky voice.

"Let them." He gave him a cold glare, and then he shoved him to the guards, as the guards roughly grabbed him.

"Take him to the torture room." Sark ordered them.

"Yes. Sir." Guard two said, as they walked out with Vaughn.

Few hours later, Vaughn hands were tied to the chair, and his mouth was covered with duct tape. The two same guards were standing beside Vaughn with their guns pointed behind his head.

Sark sauntered into the room and, with a hint of malicious intent in his eyes, he tore the duct tape on Vaughn's mouth off.

Vaughn's eyes rolls up at him.

He gets in his face, "Do know where the disk and map are?"

Vaughn sighs, "I have no idea what your talking about."

His blue eyes grew icy cold, "The disk and the map that you and Jack Bristow took!"

All of the sudden, he started to remember and then Vaughn had a flashback of that day.

Flashback
December 20th, 2001

There's another world inside of me
That you may never see
There's secrets in this life
That I can't hide...

A FBI officer kicked the door in as dirt and dust floated up in the air. Jack walked in first, followed by Vaughn. Vaughn's lungs started to tighten up, as he could feel the dirt and dust going inside of his lungs, causing him to cough.

Both Jack and Vaughn were armed with guns, which they held in their left hands, and pointed in front of them.

Vaughn looked at Jack, as he flashed the flashlight at him. "What are we really looking for?" He asked.

Jack searched the entire room, and he found the items, as he looked at Vaughn. "It's a disk and map that could destroy SD-6. Its suppose to have everything…documents, bonds, SD-6's affiliation with known terrorist groups, evidence of the blackmailing of high ranking government agency officers."

"You knew this was here?" Vaughn interrupted.

"Yes. I knew and never told Devlin. If I told Devlin he would have fired me on the spot or I would of been imprisoned and I didn't want that risk. Anyway, I've been Sloane's closest ally for many years. When Irina and I were still married…we use to go over his house to have dinner, and a small party. He would invited me into his office, and tell me about the information that he had, and he knew that I could be trusted. So, I kept my mouth shut."

Somewhere in this darkness There's a light that I can't find Maybe it's too far away.
Maybe I'm just blind.

"You could have gotten that info then, and we wouldn't be here."

"You're right." As he grabbed the items.

Somewhere in this darkness
There's a light that I can't find
Maybe it's too far away...
Maybe I'm just blind...

When your education x-ray
Can not see under my skin
I won't tell you a damn thing
That I could not tell my friends
Roaming through this darkness
I'm alive but I'm alone
Part of me is fighting this
But part of me is gone.

End Flashback

Vaughn was inches from the flames, the heat radiating from them enough to push him over the edge and cave into Sark's demands. "Okay, I'll talk!"

The guards stepped back, pulled Vaughn away from the tub and he breathed a sigh of relief as the flames no longer flicker dangerously close to his face.

Sark looked at Vaughn and he let out a grin, satisfied with Vaughn's admission. "That's more like it."

"The CIA has it." Vaughn meekly stated, ashamed at how easily he had given up.
"Where?" He asked calmly.

"I'm not sure where."

Sark didn't like that answer as he nodded at the guards again.

The guards repeated the pattern and once again Vaughn was dangled close to the tub, inconceivable pain awaiting him if he did not answer Sark's questions.

Sark stood up, and walked up to him, "You're an agent there. You should know where everything is!"

"All right!" He coughed, as he tried to get rid of the water from inside of his lungs.
The guard roughly pulled him out of the tub, and forced him to look at Sark.

"It's in the CIA storage unit."

"Where in the CIA storage?"

"I don't know. That's the truth!"

"Who would know?"

"Jack, Devlin or Kendall."

Satisfied with the information Vaughn divulged, Sark ordered the guards to tape Vaughn back up and he smirked as he watched the guards bound Vaughn's hands and feet with duct tape.