A/N: Ok, I hope this is better, I mean, I know these are all kind of
short, but I'm new at this so I'm still experimenting! Please keep reading
and reviewing, your feedback really does mean a lot to me! By the way,
thanks to mudpie7386 for letting me know that the pov changes were
confusing. I've added scene/pov separators to help! Let me know what you
think! Thanks!
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'Am I stupid?' Sydney thought. 'If I had any sense, maybe I could have thought of an escape plan by now….' Then she heard a door being unlatched and opened in the proximity. She heard a muffled voice, but couldn't make out the words. Could they have another prisoner? What if it was her dad? How were they going to get out if it was? No one knew they were here…. Just then she heard what sounded like, to her trained ear, two silenced gunshots from down the hall.
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Jack cautiously glanced through the open doorway to see agent Vaughn finishing changing out of soaking wet clothes. 'How nice,' Jack thought, 'Khasinau doesn't want his valuable hostage getting pneumonia.' Jack wasted no more time; he quickly and quietly entered the room and shot the armed man and the other guard before they even knew he was in the room. Vaughn was visibly shaken by Jack's surprise entrance, but all he said was "Where's Sydney?"
"I don't know," Jack replied. "I was looking for both of you. Do you know if she was . . ."
"Yes, a guard knocked her down, but I don't know if she got away."
"She didn't. She would have met Will and me at the rendezvous point."
Without another word, Jack tossed Vaughn his spare gun and the two took off down the hall. They checked all but one of the rooms and found nothing. Both of the men visibly tensed as they approached the last door on the right of the hall.
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Sydney heard footsteps and dreaded having to see her mother again. But something was different. Her intuition told her that her mother was not on the other side of that door. "Daddy?" Sydney quietly called. The door was then swung open to reveal an angel.
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'She is beautiful even when she is tied to a chair bleeding,' thought Vaughn. Sydney looked at Vaughn like he wasn't real, like she was so delirious she had begun to hallucinate. Vaughn was immediately behind her, working on the handcuffs. Sydney could see her father's shadow in the hallway, keeping watch. Vaughn got the handcuffs off quickly and opened his mouth to tell Sydney so, since she hadn't moved, when she whirled around in the chair to face him. Her face was no more than six inches from his, and his heart was in his throat. 'God, even with blue hair and a bloody lip she is incredibly sexy,' Vaughn thought.
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This was a dead man. He was behind that door when it closed, and the water that was on him, he had no way out, he . … is so sexy in military fatigues. Sydney felt the handcuffs being released and her handler's intake of breath on her neck, he was about to say something. 'What the hell, I told myself before that I would do this eventually, but now seems so much more appropriate than ever before,' Sydney thought. Sydney whirled around in her chair and looked into eyes of desire, pain, hunger, love. Before her brain could stop her, she kissed him passionately.
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'Oh my God, we shouldn't be doing this, she is delirious, doesn't know what she's doing, oh God, yes she does…' Vaughn pondered all this while deepening their kiss. 'Sydney kissed – is kissing – me. Oh God, this feels so right, so….'
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Jack stood guard in the hallway with a look of slight panic on his face. Vaughn was taking too long to untie Sydney. He decided that he would have to go help him. "What is the prob…" Jack was stopped short when he saw his daughter and Vaughn with their arms wrapped around one another, kissing fervently. Both looked up at him when he entered, Sydney with a look of determination, Vaughn with an even stronger will shining in his eyes. "We don't have time for this. Let's go NOW," Jack growled. Sydney and Vaughn ran down the corridor after Jack. There were no guards to mar their exit, and the trio made it back to the van, complete with Will inside. Jack jumped into the driver's seat while Vaughn opened the side sliding door for Sydney and then jumped in himself. They sped off towards the small airstrip nearby to make their flight to the States.
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"What the hell was that about back there?!" fumed Jack. He was furious, couldn't believe that Vaughn would be that reckless with Sydney and that Sydney didn't care about the risks involved in getting emotionally attached to the man who made your life and death decisions.
"That was none of your business," Sydney said coolly.
"The hell it wasn't! You two are playing kissy face while we could have all been killed!"
Will looked back at Sydney, who was now in this strange man's arms. He said nothing.
"That's bull Jack!" Vaughn suddenly spouted. Sydney looked at him in admiration. He wasn't just going to give into her dad. That kiss really did mean something to him too.
Vaughn was livid. For Jack to imply that he was simply taking advantage of Sydney back there was bs. He was finally able to let Sydney know how he felt, even if she did initiate it, and Jack wasn't going to trivialize it.
"Oh yeah?" replied Jack. "Give me one good reason that I shouldn't report this to Devlin."
Sydney was shocked. "You… why… NO! You get Vaughn taken off as my handler and that's it. No more nice Sydney Bristow. In fact, I may as well turn you in to Sloane while you are busy with Devlin." Sydney really hated to threaten her father like that but he was pushing too hard. He had no idea what there was between her and Vaughn.
Jack didn't say another word on the ride to the airstrip.
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'Am I stupid?' Sydney thought. 'If I had any sense, maybe I could have thought of an escape plan by now….' Then she heard a door being unlatched and opened in the proximity. She heard a muffled voice, but couldn't make out the words. Could they have another prisoner? What if it was her dad? How were they going to get out if it was? No one knew they were here…. Just then she heard what sounded like, to her trained ear, two silenced gunshots from down the hall.
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Jack cautiously glanced through the open doorway to see agent Vaughn finishing changing out of soaking wet clothes. 'How nice,' Jack thought, 'Khasinau doesn't want his valuable hostage getting pneumonia.' Jack wasted no more time; he quickly and quietly entered the room and shot the armed man and the other guard before they even knew he was in the room. Vaughn was visibly shaken by Jack's surprise entrance, but all he said was "Where's Sydney?"
"I don't know," Jack replied. "I was looking for both of you. Do you know if she was . . ."
"Yes, a guard knocked her down, but I don't know if she got away."
"She didn't. She would have met Will and me at the rendezvous point."
Without another word, Jack tossed Vaughn his spare gun and the two took off down the hall. They checked all but one of the rooms and found nothing. Both of the men visibly tensed as they approached the last door on the right of the hall.
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Sydney heard footsteps and dreaded having to see her mother again. But something was different. Her intuition told her that her mother was not on the other side of that door. "Daddy?" Sydney quietly called. The door was then swung open to reveal an angel.
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'She is beautiful even when she is tied to a chair bleeding,' thought Vaughn. Sydney looked at Vaughn like he wasn't real, like she was so delirious she had begun to hallucinate. Vaughn was immediately behind her, working on the handcuffs. Sydney could see her father's shadow in the hallway, keeping watch. Vaughn got the handcuffs off quickly and opened his mouth to tell Sydney so, since she hadn't moved, when she whirled around in the chair to face him. Her face was no more than six inches from his, and his heart was in his throat. 'God, even with blue hair and a bloody lip she is incredibly sexy,' Vaughn thought.
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This was a dead man. He was behind that door when it closed, and the water that was on him, he had no way out, he . … is so sexy in military fatigues. Sydney felt the handcuffs being released and her handler's intake of breath on her neck, he was about to say something. 'What the hell, I told myself before that I would do this eventually, but now seems so much more appropriate than ever before,' Sydney thought. Sydney whirled around in her chair and looked into eyes of desire, pain, hunger, love. Before her brain could stop her, she kissed him passionately.
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'Oh my God, we shouldn't be doing this, she is delirious, doesn't know what she's doing, oh God, yes she does…' Vaughn pondered all this while deepening their kiss. 'Sydney kissed – is kissing – me. Oh God, this feels so right, so….'
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Jack stood guard in the hallway with a look of slight panic on his face. Vaughn was taking too long to untie Sydney. He decided that he would have to go help him. "What is the prob…" Jack was stopped short when he saw his daughter and Vaughn with their arms wrapped around one another, kissing fervently. Both looked up at him when he entered, Sydney with a look of determination, Vaughn with an even stronger will shining in his eyes. "We don't have time for this. Let's go NOW," Jack growled. Sydney and Vaughn ran down the corridor after Jack. There were no guards to mar their exit, and the trio made it back to the van, complete with Will inside. Jack jumped into the driver's seat while Vaughn opened the side sliding door for Sydney and then jumped in himself. They sped off towards the small airstrip nearby to make their flight to the States.
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"What the hell was that about back there?!" fumed Jack. He was furious, couldn't believe that Vaughn would be that reckless with Sydney and that Sydney didn't care about the risks involved in getting emotionally attached to the man who made your life and death decisions.
"That was none of your business," Sydney said coolly.
"The hell it wasn't! You two are playing kissy face while we could have all been killed!"
Will looked back at Sydney, who was now in this strange man's arms. He said nothing.
"That's bull Jack!" Vaughn suddenly spouted. Sydney looked at him in admiration. He wasn't just going to give into her dad. That kiss really did mean something to him too.
Vaughn was livid. For Jack to imply that he was simply taking advantage of Sydney back there was bs. He was finally able to let Sydney know how he felt, even if she did initiate it, and Jack wasn't going to trivialize it.
"Oh yeah?" replied Jack. "Give me one good reason that I shouldn't report this to Devlin."
Sydney was shocked. "You… why… NO! You get Vaughn taken off as my handler and that's it. No more nice Sydney Bristow. In fact, I may as well turn you in to Sloane while you are busy with Devlin." Sydney really hated to threaten her father like that but he was pushing too hard. He had no idea what there was between her and Vaughn.
Jack didn't say another word on the ride to the airstrip.
