A/N: This will be short, coz I wanna update my first story aswell :)
cheers!
= Phase IV.Imitation of Life =
Run to the water And find me there Burnt to the core but not broken We'll cut through the madness Of these streets below the moon These streets below the moon
And I will never leave you
'Til we can say, "This world was just a dream We were sleepin' now we are awake" 'Til we can say
In a moment we lost our minds here And dreamt the world was round A million mile fall from grace Thank God we missed the ground
-- Live, 'Run to the Water.
~*~
"Sir, what's going on?" Erin questioned, moving closer to Weiss and Vaughn, to see what the problem was.
"Jacqueline..", Vaughn knelt down, not too sure at how he was going to go about this, "umm..Where are your parents.." He didn't know what else to ask.
"I..I don't..I can't.." she mumbled. She looked down, kicking her small feet at the pavement.
Vaughn rubbed his temples; he couldn't get his thoughts straight. He knew this was Sydney's child. He knew he was close to Sydney, "Fallon, Thomas, watch the kid" he instructed, getting to his feet, "Weiss..can we?"
"Yeah sure." He followed Vaughn until they were out of earshot of the younger agents, "You think she's Syd's kid?"
"I know she is, Eric.." He replied. He paused, "Eric, before she diapered. I sle..we, we slept together. I think that.the kid, I mean, she looks.."
"You think that she's yours" Weiss finished for him. It wasn't such a shock that they had slept together. He was surprised it hadn't happened earlier, actually.
Vaughn nodded, he couldn't form words. Just the mere fact he could be a father was so overwhelming.
"Vaughn. If it is Syd's..she can't be far. We will find her" he reassured him, "come on, lets go back to Fallon and Thomas.." The two mates walked back round, just in time to see an unmarked van pull up beside Fallon, Thomas and Jacqueline. Vaughn recognized one of them as Irina's goons from Taipei.
"Jackie, Jackie, Jackie. When will you learn?" he asked, his voice was heavily accented Russian. 6 men exited the car, with guns fully visible, "All. Get in..We have been awaiting your arrival" The goons forced all 5 in the van as it sped off.
~*~
//Warehouse//
"Mr. Vaughn, I believe my employer wants some words with you." It was Sark, "Take the others to the holding room. Take the child to her mother" he ordered the goons.
The goons took the 3 other agents and Jackie as Sark dragged Vaughn outside. "It's safe here. Nobody can hear us" Sark stated.
"That's nice. So what, you're going to kill me? Finish the job you started in Taipei?" Vaughn spat sarcastically. His whole body was telling him to kill Sark here and now, but he needed to know something first.
"She is here" He didn't need to ask. Sark answered it for him.
"The little girl. Who is the father?" Vaughn questioned. While he was convinced she was his, he didn't know for sure.
"She was pregnant when she came here. So, if you were concerned it was one of the men that works for Irina that impregnated her, you need not worry" Sark informed him. Vaughn let out a sigh of relief.
"So why I am I here? If Irina wants to see me?" Vaughn asked.
"She doesn't. I wanted to see you" Sark answered, turning to face Vaughn, "I am attempting to break Sydney and her children out. I needed your help. Jack and I could not do it by ourselves. I sent the file, Mr. Vaughn. The one you 'accidentally' found. Then the Intel that your office received, and the mission you were sent on" he turned away again, "Nothing is coincidence, Mr. Vaughn.."
This was an information overload for Vaughn..Sark was good..Jack was here..children. wait children? "You said children?"
"Yes. Twins" Sark replied. Vaughn quickly composed himself. He didn't know how much Sark was saying was the truth. He decided just to try and get the facts out before giving Sark anything.
"And Jack.as in Bristow?"
"Yes. He deliberately escaped the CIA's radar. He didn't want them to interfere with his mission to help his daughter" Vaughn simply nodded. "I don't expect you to trust me.."
"That's good. Glad we finally agree on something" Vaughn said, never changing his tone.
"You may not trust me, Mr. Vaughn. But we need to be able to work together in order to get her out"
"And you just expect me to forget what happened in Taipei? Torture, Sark, is not something you just forget" he retorted.
"I can let you see her. Ask her anything you want, Mr. Vaughn. But, I must warn you. My employer hasn't been showing off her hospitality skills" Sark warned, "I tried, to stop it" Sark turned back to face Vaughn. Vaughn could have sworn he saw small glimmers of emotion and guilt. Before he could go into detail of what exactly Sydney had been through, they were interrupted by one of Irina's goons.
"Sir, the subject is in the holding room, what should we do now?" he asked.
"Nothing. I will be in shortly" he instructed and the goon left.
"The subject?" Vaughn questioned.
"Sydney"
"What, you don't even use her name?" anger was boiling inside Vaughn.
"There is no point in arguing. You need to talk to her, if you are going to work with us. Ok?" Sark asked, then,as an afterthought, added, "I expected you to be a little more. I don't know..happy? That you were going to see her again"
"Over a decade Sark. That's how long I have been searching. Deep down? I lost hope years ago. Every lead I got since then, I made sure I never got my hopes up. It hurt too much when it didn't pan out" Vaughn surprised himself by sharing such a personal thing with a man he wished were dead. However, as odd as it was, he found himself trusting and even liking Sark.
Sark nodded, as if understanding Vaughn's position, "This way.."
//Holding Room//
Sydney was roughly thrown into the room where the other 3 agents where being held. She heard the metal door slam behind her and began to panic. Where were her children? Why was she here? She could hear movement around her. She felt around for the wall, after finding it, she sank to the floor, leaning against it. She curled into a ball, terrified of what may happen next. She heard the steps get closer and closer, and she pressed herself closer to the wall.
"Hey..it's ok" The voice was female, and American. And kind. It was a tone she hadn't heard used by a female in years. She felt her hand rest of her shoulder, and she shuddered. She didn't know what to expect. 10 years ago, if she felt unsafe, she would have kicked some ass. Not now. She was different, now. She felt the arm wrap round her, in am attempt to comfort her. But it did not work, she felt intimidated and scared. She pulled away, and retreated to a dark corner, huddling away from this woman.
"She ok?" a male voice asked from the other side of the room. He was young, about as young as the female.
"I don't know. I can't see properly, but she looks pretty bad" her voice was full of concern.
"Who are you?" Sydney asked, timidly. She no longer possessed the same sprit she once did.
"We're CIA" Erin answered without thinking, and mentally kicking herself once she realized.
"No..your not..your not..your not.." Sydney repeated, holding her head in her hands.
"She's crazy.." Thomas mumbled. Eric stayed quiet the whole time. He was only worried about escaping this room.
"Ten minutes. That's all you have" Sark ordered. Sydney looked up, hearing Sark's voice, wondered who he was talking to. Vaughn nodded and entered the room. The metal door once again slammed shut. She scanned the room, he saw Weiss preoccupied in finding an escape route, Thomas looking rather annoyed and Erin looking worried, standing next to a woman. Vaughn got a little closer to the two women.
"Sir, I wouldn't, she's a little.." Erin started to warn him, even though she knew it would do nothing. He didn't care what she thought. Vaughn didn't speak, he just moved closer, towards Sydney. He knelt down, and placed his hand on her back. She flinched and pulled away.
"Sydney.." He whispered, "It's Ok.." That was all it took. He wrapped his arms around her, and helped her to her feet. Erin and Thomas watched on, unsure what was happening. They had seen a completely new side to Vaughn, and didn't know how to take it. Weiss stood back and allowed Vaughn to take full control.
She raised her head and looked at him. Then he realized why she seemed so disoriented. "Your blind.."
~*~
Sorry kids, not going to update my first story..It's midnight and my bed awaits!! Cheers, I'll write more tomorrow :)
= Phase IV.Imitation of Life =
Run to the water And find me there Burnt to the core but not broken We'll cut through the madness Of these streets below the moon These streets below the moon
And I will never leave you
'Til we can say, "This world was just a dream We were sleepin' now we are awake" 'Til we can say
In a moment we lost our minds here And dreamt the world was round A million mile fall from grace Thank God we missed the ground
-- Live, 'Run to the Water.
~*~
"Sir, what's going on?" Erin questioned, moving closer to Weiss and Vaughn, to see what the problem was.
"Jacqueline..", Vaughn knelt down, not too sure at how he was going to go about this, "umm..Where are your parents.." He didn't know what else to ask.
"I..I don't..I can't.." she mumbled. She looked down, kicking her small feet at the pavement.
Vaughn rubbed his temples; he couldn't get his thoughts straight. He knew this was Sydney's child. He knew he was close to Sydney, "Fallon, Thomas, watch the kid" he instructed, getting to his feet, "Weiss..can we?"
"Yeah sure." He followed Vaughn until they were out of earshot of the younger agents, "You think she's Syd's kid?"
"I know she is, Eric.." He replied. He paused, "Eric, before she diapered. I sle..we, we slept together. I think that.the kid, I mean, she looks.."
"You think that she's yours" Weiss finished for him. It wasn't such a shock that they had slept together. He was surprised it hadn't happened earlier, actually.
Vaughn nodded, he couldn't form words. Just the mere fact he could be a father was so overwhelming.
"Vaughn. If it is Syd's..she can't be far. We will find her" he reassured him, "come on, lets go back to Fallon and Thomas.." The two mates walked back round, just in time to see an unmarked van pull up beside Fallon, Thomas and Jacqueline. Vaughn recognized one of them as Irina's goons from Taipei.
"Jackie, Jackie, Jackie. When will you learn?" he asked, his voice was heavily accented Russian. 6 men exited the car, with guns fully visible, "All. Get in..We have been awaiting your arrival" The goons forced all 5 in the van as it sped off.
~*~
//Warehouse//
"Mr. Vaughn, I believe my employer wants some words with you." It was Sark, "Take the others to the holding room. Take the child to her mother" he ordered the goons.
The goons took the 3 other agents and Jackie as Sark dragged Vaughn outside. "It's safe here. Nobody can hear us" Sark stated.
"That's nice. So what, you're going to kill me? Finish the job you started in Taipei?" Vaughn spat sarcastically. His whole body was telling him to kill Sark here and now, but he needed to know something first.
"She is here" He didn't need to ask. Sark answered it for him.
"The little girl. Who is the father?" Vaughn questioned. While he was convinced she was his, he didn't know for sure.
"She was pregnant when she came here. So, if you were concerned it was one of the men that works for Irina that impregnated her, you need not worry" Sark informed him. Vaughn let out a sigh of relief.
"So why I am I here? If Irina wants to see me?" Vaughn asked.
"She doesn't. I wanted to see you" Sark answered, turning to face Vaughn, "I am attempting to break Sydney and her children out. I needed your help. Jack and I could not do it by ourselves. I sent the file, Mr. Vaughn. The one you 'accidentally' found. Then the Intel that your office received, and the mission you were sent on" he turned away again, "Nothing is coincidence, Mr. Vaughn.."
This was an information overload for Vaughn..Sark was good..Jack was here..children. wait children? "You said children?"
"Yes. Twins" Sark replied. Vaughn quickly composed himself. He didn't know how much Sark was saying was the truth. He decided just to try and get the facts out before giving Sark anything.
"And Jack.as in Bristow?"
"Yes. He deliberately escaped the CIA's radar. He didn't want them to interfere with his mission to help his daughter" Vaughn simply nodded. "I don't expect you to trust me.."
"That's good. Glad we finally agree on something" Vaughn said, never changing his tone.
"You may not trust me, Mr. Vaughn. But we need to be able to work together in order to get her out"
"And you just expect me to forget what happened in Taipei? Torture, Sark, is not something you just forget" he retorted.
"I can let you see her. Ask her anything you want, Mr. Vaughn. But, I must warn you. My employer hasn't been showing off her hospitality skills" Sark warned, "I tried, to stop it" Sark turned back to face Vaughn. Vaughn could have sworn he saw small glimmers of emotion and guilt. Before he could go into detail of what exactly Sydney had been through, they were interrupted by one of Irina's goons.
"Sir, the subject is in the holding room, what should we do now?" he asked.
"Nothing. I will be in shortly" he instructed and the goon left.
"The subject?" Vaughn questioned.
"Sydney"
"What, you don't even use her name?" anger was boiling inside Vaughn.
"There is no point in arguing. You need to talk to her, if you are going to work with us. Ok?" Sark asked, then,as an afterthought, added, "I expected you to be a little more. I don't know..happy? That you were going to see her again"
"Over a decade Sark. That's how long I have been searching. Deep down? I lost hope years ago. Every lead I got since then, I made sure I never got my hopes up. It hurt too much when it didn't pan out" Vaughn surprised himself by sharing such a personal thing with a man he wished were dead. However, as odd as it was, he found himself trusting and even liking Sark.
Sark nodded, as if understanding Vaughn's position, "This way.."
//Holding Room//
Sydney was roughly thrown into the room where the other 3 agents where being held. She heard the metal door slam behind her and began to panic. Where were her children? Why was she here? She could hear movement around her. She felt around for the wall, after finding it, she sank to the floor, leaning against it. She curled into a ball, terrified of what may happen next. She heard the steps get closer and closer, and she pressed herself closer to the wall.
"Hey..it's ok" The voice was female, and American. And kind. It was a tone she hadn't heard used by a female in years. She felt her hand rest of her shoulder, and she shuddered. She didn't know what to expect. 10 years ago, if she felt unsafe, she would have kicked some ass. Not now. She was different, now. She felt the arm wrap round her, in am attempt to comfort her. But it did not work, she felt intimidated and scared. She pulled away, and retreated to a dark corner, huddling away from this woman.
"She ok?" a male voice asked from the other side of the room. He was young, about as young as the female.
"I don't know. I can't see properly, but she looks pretty bad" her voice was full of concern.
"Who are you?" Sydney asked, timidly. She no longer possessed the same sprit she once did.
"We're CIA" Erin answered without thinking, and mentally kicking herself once she realized.
"No..your not..your not..your not.." Sydney repeated, holding her head in her hands.
"She's crazy.." Thomas mumbled. Eric stayed quiet the whole time. He was only worried about escaping this room.
"Ten minutes. That's all you have" Sark ordered. Sydney looked up, hearing Sark's voice, wondered who he was talking to. Vaughn nodded and entered the room. The metal door once again slammed shut. She scanned the room, he saw Weiss preoccupied in finding an escape route, Thomas looking rather annoyed and Erin looking worried, standing next to a woman. Vaughn got a little closer to the two women.
"Sir, I wouldn't, she's a little.." Erin started to warn him, even though she knew it would do nothing. He didn't care what she thought. Vaughn didn't speak, he just moved closer, towards Sydney. He knelt down, and placed his hand on her back. She flinched and pulled away.
"Sydney.." He whispered, "It's Ok.." That was all it took. He wrapped his arms around her, and helped her to her feet. Erin and Thomas watched on, unsure what was happening. They had seen a completely new side to Vaughn, and didn't know how to take it. Weiss stood back and allowed Vaughn to take full control.
She raised her head and looked at him. Then he realized why she seemed so disoriented. "Your blind.."
~*~
Sorry kids, not going to update my first story..It's midnight and my bed awaits!! Cheers, I'll write more tomorrow :)