Again, thanks for all the great feedback! *huggles to all* I'm keeping them
coming as promised. The story will have to come to an end one day though,
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Vaughn swerved on the road as a taxi came skidding towards him at an intersection.
"Dammit!" Vaughn said, slamming his fists down on the steering wheel. Cars were positioned awkwardly all around him and there was no where to turn.
He glanced in his rear view mirror, checking that Jack was still unconscious. He didnt know exactly why he was saving him, but he knew he'd be stooping to Irina's level if he killed Jack. He had shock Jack in the back with a tranquilliser at the spur of the moment, since it was the only weapon he had and Sloane was out of reach. Sloane had frozen, shocked because he hadn't pulled the trigger. This had given the CIA enough time to take him in to custody.
Sloane had spat at Vaughn as he was dragged out of his office.
Vaughn had simply stood there, looking down at Jack on the floor. He had been deep in thought when he had seen Sydney out of the corner of his eye. He was about to duck down, when he had seen the men approaching Sydney from behind. It had happened very swiftly, and in the blink of an eye, Sydney had been gone.
Glancing nervously at the traffic, Vaughn slowly put his foot down on the accelerator. He wrenched the wheel sideways, and the car did the same action. He drove along the sidewalk, scraping the side of the car against trees and fire hydrants. He was determined to work out where the two men had gone with Sydney.
Spotting the panel van, which was heading his way down the street, he pulled in to an unoccupied driveway. He realised he was on his own street. Casually rolling down the window, he watched the two men kick down the door to his house, and search the rooms.
The shorter of the men, he recognised to be Will Tippin, the so-called friend of Sydney's. What was Will doing at his house? thought Vaughn.
When he spied them coming out of the house, he turned the keys in the ignition, reversed out, and distantly drove behind them.
.....After 10 Miles.....
Vaughn was getting impatient, Will and his accomplass seemed to be driving in circles. They couldnt know that Vaughn was following them, since he was certan he'd kept out of view. Vaughn didn't care, he was worried what they were going to do with Sydney. He put his foot down on the accelerator, and zoomed towards the panel van.
Cutting in front of the van, and braking right in front of it. He immediately jumped out of his car and started to run to the van, blindly.
The tall guy and Will had jumped out of the car aswell now, and pulled their weapons. The taller guy made a shot, but Vaughn didnt even have to move and it missed. Vaughn shot at the tall guy, right in the shoulder and he immediately fell to the ground. Panic flashed across Will's face, and he scrambled to get back in the van.
The wuss in him came out, and he forgot that he was holding a gun in his hand. Obviously he didnt know that traniquilliser guns only held one tranquilliser at a time either!
Vaughn crept across to the guy on the ground, and grabbed his gun. He aimed it straight at Will.
"Give me Sydney" Vaughn threatened.
Will was in the drivers seat of the fan though, and he put the van in gear. Vaughn realised what he was going to do.
"No!" Vaughn yelled, and then the bullet left his gun. The bullet flew through the air, made a hole in the glass and then punctured Will. It was a bullseye, right in between the eyes. Will's body had shook before he hunched over the wheel.
Remembering Sydney, Vaughn ran towards the van and pulled open the doors.
"Sydney!" Vaughn let out.
Sydney rolled over and slowly opened her eyelids. Panic was written over her face, but seeing Vaughn put her at ease a little.
Vaughn kissed her gently on the forehead, and then untied her. Sydney gave him the same desperate and loving look she had given him in Taipei when he had untied her.
She briefly kissed Vaughn's soft lips. The second she pulled away, she wanted to return for more, but ofcourse, this wasn't the right time.
"Your father is in the car and Will's.. dead... I think." Vaughn said, nervously as he climbed out of the van.
"He's with you? Are you mad?" Sydney said, scrambling out of the van and following Vaughn.
"Well yeah, Sloane was going to shoot him.." Vaughn paused and turned to her. "And Will -"
"Dead." Sydney gulped and her knees felt uneasy.
"Sydney, you should know something..." Vaughn's brow wrinkled. "Your father wasn't himself when all this happened. He was under the same hypnosis technique...."
"That Irina used on you." Sydney began to understand. Ofcourse her father wouldn't be such an animal!
Vaughn didnt want to defend Will, but he thought it would make Sydney feel better. "And Sydney, I'm sure the same thing happened to Will."
"Vaughn, you think that makes me feel better?" Sydney started to cry. "He's dead now! And he was definitely innocent!"
"I dont know that he was definitely under Irina's control."
"Well I do!" shot back Sydney. "Will was my friend, and he would never have done this."
She fell in to his arms, and sobbed. Her best friend was dead because of her mother. What was she going to do next!?!?
"Vaughn," Sydney said, looking up. "Irina needs to be dealt with. She cant keep doing this! Vaughn, listen to me. She killed your father. She killed Will. We have to avenge that!!"
Sydney's eyes were pleading with him. Why was he hesitating? The woman killed his Dad, he should want revenge!
"Okay" Vaughn nodded. "I'm with you all the way."
Sydney forced a weak smile, and hugged him again. "Thank you, Vaughn."
Vaughn swerved on the road as a taxi came skidding towards him at an intersection.
"Dammit!" Vaughn said, slamming his fists down on the steering wheel. Cars were positioned awkwardly all around him and there was no where to turn.
He glanced in his rear view mirror, checking that Jack was still unconscious. He didnt know exactly why he was saving him, but he knew he'd be stooping to Irina's level if he killed Jack. He had shock Jack in the back with a tranquilliser at the spur of the moment, since it was the only weapon he had and Sloane was out of reach. Sloane had frozen, shocked because he hadn't pulled the trigger. This had given the CIA enough time to take him in to custody.
Sloane had spat at Vaughn as he was dragged out of his office.
Vaughn had simply stood there, looking down at Jack on the floor. He had been deep in thought when he had seen Sydney out of the corner of his eye. He was about to duck down, when he had seen the men approaching Sydney from behind. It had happened very swiftly, and in the blink of an eye, Sydney had been gone.
Glancing nervously at the traffic, Vaughn slowly put his foot down on the accelerator. He wrenched the wheel sideways, and the car did the same action. He drove along the sidewalk, scraping the side of the car against trees and fire hydrants. He was determined to work out where the two men had gone with Sydney.
Spotting the panel van, which was heading his way down the street, he pulled in to an unoccupied driveway. He realised he was on his own street. Casually rolling down the window, he watched the two men kick down the door to his house, and search the rooms.
The shorter of the men, he recognised to be Will Tippin, the so-called friend of Sydney's. What was Will doing at his house? thought Vaughn.
When he spied them coming out of the house, he turned the keys in the ignition, reversed out, and distantly drove behind them.
.....After 10 Miles.....
Vaughn was getting impatient, Will and his accomplass seemed to be driving in circles. They couldnt know that Vaughn was following them, since he was certan he'd kept out of view. Vaughn didn't care, he was worried what they were going to do with Sydney. He put his foot down on the accelerator, and zoomed towards the panel van.
Cutting in front of the van, and braking right in front of it. He immediately jumped out of his car and started to run to the van, blindly.
The tall guy and Will had jumped out of the car aswell now, and pulled their weapons. The taller guy made a shot, but Vaughn didnt even have to move and it missed. Vaughn shot at the tall guy, right in the shoulder and he immediately fell to the ground. Panic flashed across Will's face, and he scrambled to get back in the van.
The wuss in him came out, and he forgot that he was holding a gun in his hand. Obviously he didnt know that traniquilliser guns only held one tranquilliser at a time either!
Vaughn crept across to the guy on the ground, and grabbed his gun. He aimed it straight at Will.
"Give me Sydney" Vaughn threatened.
Will was in the drivers seat of the fan though, and he put the van in gear. Vaughn realised what he was going to do.
"No!" Vaughn yelled, and then the bullet left his gun. The bullet flew through the air, made a hole in the glass and then punctured Will. It was a bullseye, right in between the eyes. Will's body had shook before he hunched over the wheel.
Remembering Sydney, Vaughn ran towards the van and pulled open the doors.
"Sydney!" Vaughn let out.
Sydney rolled over and slowly opened her eyelids. Panic was written over her face, but seeing Vaughn put her at ease a little.
Vaughn kissed her gently on the forehead, and then untied her. Sydney gave him the same desperate and loving look she had given him in Taipei when he had untied her.
She briefly kissed Vaughn's soft lips. The second she pulled away, she wanted to return for more, but ofcourse, this wasn't the right time.
"Your father is in the car and Will's.. dead... I think." Vaughn said, nervously as he climbed out of the van.
"He's with you? Are you mad?" Sydney said, scrambling out of the van and following Vaughn.
"Well yeah, Sloane was going to shoot him.." Vaughn paused and turned to her. "And Will -"
"Dead." Sydney gulped and her knees felt uneasy.
"Sydney, you should know something..." Vaughn's brow wrinkled. "Your father wasn't himself when all this happened. He was under the same hypnosis technique...."
"That Irina used on you." Sydney began to understand. Ofcourse her father wouldn't be such an animal!
Vaughn didnt want to defend Will, but he thought it would make Sydney feel better. "And Sydney, I'm sure the same thing happened to Will."
"Vaughn, you think that makes me feel better?" Sydney started to cry. "He's dead now! And he was definitely innocent!"
"I dont know that he was definitely under Irina's control."
"Well I do!" shot back Sydney. "Will was my friend, and he would never have done this."
She fell in to his arms, and sobbed. Her best friend was dead because of her mother. What was she going to do next!?!?
"Vaughn," Sydney said, looking up. "Irina needs to be dealt with. She cant keep doing this! Vaughn, listen to me. She killed your father. She killed Will. We have to avenge that!!"
Sydney's eyes were pleading with him. Why was he hesitating? The woman killed his Dad, he should want revenge!
"Okay" Vaughn nodded. "I'm with you all the way."
Sydney forced a weak smile, and hugged him again. "Thank you, Vaughn."