// A note from the author: This is what I hope to be, an exciting chapter!
We've all had questions from the last few chapters, and we've discovered
that Will is very very jealous of Sydney and Vaughn, and that Jack is going
to do something to seperate the two agents in love, and that it could
result in Sydney hating him. Hmmm, I wonder? And what happened to Irina you
ask? Well, you'll hear about it here :) \\
.....Still in Taipei.......
Irina let out a vindictive laugh as she pulled the tape from the video recorder. She had Vaughn and Sydney on film. Now she had the evidence which could destroy Sydney and her agent-friend's career. And.. letting out another laugh.. it could destroy possibly their lives.
'Hopefully their lives' Irina thought. For a moment she paused, trying to remember what had given her this anger, this passion to destroy Sydney and all that she loved. She shrugged it off, and with a confident stride, she walked out of the building.
.....Will's House.......
Will had unlocked the door of his apartment to find his place in shreds. The couch had been over-turned and his filing cabinet knocked over with papers lying everywhere. It looked like a mini-tornado had made it's way through. Surveying the damage, Will noticed one thing. The small angel figurine that Sydney had given him years and years ago had been knocked over and shattered into a thousand pieces.
He didnt want to see any more, he ran out of the house, absent-mindedly leaving the door unlocked and went for a long walk.
As he walked, he thought about everything. Thinking had been what he'd done the most lately. Thinking about Sydney, thinking about Michael Vaughn, thinking about the fact that she was an international spy and thinking that he had been tortured because of her. Thinking about how he gotten in this situation.. he had been looking into information about SD-6.
'SD-6' He said to himself 'That stupid, STUPID article!'
As the thought crossed his mind, he remembered that he'd told his editor to publish the story if something happened to him. Well something certainly happened, didn't it! Then he recalled Jack mentioning 'If you publish that article, Mr Tippin, not only will you lose your life, but so will Sydney.'
Sighing with frustration, and his conscience telling him what to do, Will turned around, and headed home, so that he could ring the office and tell them to stop the press.
Afterall, he would never even consider doing anything to hurt Sydney, would he?
....Jack's mind....
'You have to tell the CIA about them, and get Agent Vaughn thrown off the case' said one part of his mind.
'Yes, and then he has to be taken to a very far away place' agreed the other part of his mind.
He knew how persistent Sydney would be, and she would break all kinds of rules to see him, if Agent Vaughn remained in LA.
'Jack..' his mind said to him 'Neither of them will stop at anything. Millions of miles may seperate them both, but they will find each other.'
Love was a strong thing, and Jack knew it. His love for Laura had blinded him terribly, and look where it took him. She has transformed him into what he was today.
Jack continued his search through the storage department of the CIA. He knew what he was looking for, and what he had to do, to stop both Sydney and Vaughn from getting killed.
He came across a dusty shelf and pulled a box labelled "Hypnosis Equipment" out.
He would make Sydney and Vaughn forget. Forget that they had ever met each other.
......Taipei.... Irina......
Irina laughed as she waited for her plan to be put in to action.
She laughed as she thought about Jack Bristow. She had given him the serum, he had told her everything about Sydney and handler-agent protocol, and then she had hypnotised him. And now he was going to use that exact method, to play out a part of her plan.
She laughed again, so loud, that it echoed through the streets.
(( Whoah, talk about extreme, eh? Do you like it? Let me know.. I just wanted to make it pretty ultimate. And what else would you believe that made Jacky boy go to such extremes? Exactly! ))
.....Still in Taipei.......
Irina let out a vindictive laugh as she pulled the tape from the video recorder. She had Vaughn and Sydney on film. Now she had the evidence which could destroy Sydney and her agent-friend's career. And.. letting out another laugh.. it could destroy possibly their lives.
'Hopefully their lives' Irina thought. For a moment she paused, trying to remember what had given her this anger, this passion to destroy Sydney and all that she loved. She shrugged it off, and with a confident stride, she walked out of the building.
.....Will's House.......
Will had unlocked the door of his apartment to find his place in shreds. The couch had been over-turned and his filing cabinet knocked over with papers lying everywhere. It looked like a mini-tornado had made it's way through. Surveying the damage, Will noticed one thing. The small angel figurine that Sydney had given him years and years ago had been knocked over and shattered into a thousand pieces.
He didnt want to see any more, he ran out of the house, absent-mindedly leaving the door unlocked and went for a long walk.
As he walked, he thought about everything. Thinking had been what he'd done the most lately. Thinking about Sydney, thinking about Michael Vaughn, thinking about the fact that she was an international spy and thinking that he had been tortured because of her. Thinking about how he gotten in this situation.. he had been looking into information about SD-6.
'SD-6' He said to himself 'That stupid, STUPID article!'
As the thought crossed his mind, he remembered that he'd told his editor to publish the story if something happened to him. Well something certainly happened, didn't it! Then he recalled Jack mentioning 'If you publish that article, Mr Tippin, not only will you lose your life, but so will Sydney.'
Sighing with frustration, and his conscience telling him what to do, Will turned around, and headed home, so that he could ring the office and tell them to stop the press.
Afterall, he would never even consider doing anything to hurt Sydney, would he?
....Jack's mind....
'You have to tell the CIA about them, and get Agent Vaughn thrown off the case' said one part of his mind.
'Yes, and then he has to be taken to a very far away place' agreed the other part of his mind.
He knew how persistent Sydney would be, and she would break all kinds of rules to see him, if Agent Vaughn remained in LA.
'Jack..' his mind said to him 'Neither of them will stop at anything. Millions of miles may seperate them both, but they will find each other.'
Love was a strong thing, and Jack knew it. His love for Laura had blinded him terribly, and look where it took him. She has transformed him into what he was today.
Jack continued his search through the storage department of the CIA. He knew what he was looking for, and what he had to do, to stop both Sydney and Vaughn from getting killed.
He came across a dusty shelf and pulled a box labelled "Hypnosis Equipment" out.
He would make Sydney and Vaughn forget. Forget that they had ever met each other.
......Taipei.... Irina......
Irina laughed as she waited for her plan to be put in to action.
She laughed as she thought about Jack Bristow. She had given him the serum, he had told her everything about Sydney and handler-agent protocol, and then she had hypnotised him. And now he was going to use that exact method, to play out a part of her plan.
She laughed again, so loud, that it echoed through the streets.
(( Whoah, talk about extreme, eh? Do you like it? Let me know.. I just wanted to make it pretty ultimate. And what else would you believe that made Jacky boy go to such extremes? Exactly! ))