Sydney ran through what seemed like a maze of hallways and doors. Trying to
figure out if there was exits anywhere near her.
"Sydney!" A voice boomed from behind her. She turned and looked to see her father. She saw that he was about to ask something, probably something about the lifeless Vaughn that was slung over her shoulder. "There's a bomb, its going to explode in seconds, we need to get out of here."
She followed as her father a few steps to a door that was well hidden on the side of one of the labs. There is an exit in this room. Jack grabbed the walkie-talkie from his pocket "We're on our way out, get to the car."
***
"Take this" Jack shoved a black walkie-talkie into Will's hand.
Will accepted it graciously. "You know, I used to have one of these when I was a kid, I used to play all -"
"Mr. Tippin"
"It's Will! Not Mr. Tippin."
"This is not some cops and robbers game we're playing. You have absolutely no field experience and if you enter the building, you become an even bigger liability to us all. You're going to stand over there next to the doorway, and if you see anybody coming towards you, you go hide in those bushes over there, and you tell me about the people coming in. I need you to be my watchman. Understand."
"Yes, I do sir." Will could hear the desperation in his voice. He knew that he was worried about his daughter. After all this time Jack really did care for Sydney. Will mentally cursed his bad habit of making light in times of seriousness.
He watched Jack go into the building, and he did as he was told. He watched and looked as nobody came into his view. He sighed as he secretly prayed for Sydney to be ok.
***
"Copy that" a voice said on the other end of the coms.
"Was that Will? He's ok?" Sydney felt a wave of relief rush upon her as she realized her friend was ok and that he was safe.
Reaching the car outside, Jack flew into the drivers seat while Sydney laid Vaughn down so his head would be resting in her lap as Will sat on the other site of her. She gave Will a sympathetic smile as she saw how extensive his bruises were. "I'm so sorry" She spoke softly. Will was preoccupied with trying to figure out who this mysterious guy was who Sydney so conveniently place into her lap.
Sydney trailed her fingers down along Vaughn's neck, finding a right spot. Her fingers tingled on top of his skin and she wished that she were trailing her fingers along his body under different circumstances.
As Jack drove furiously down the road, Will and Sydney looked back quickly at the building that was now shattering to the ground in a ball of flame and particles.
"Sydney, is he." Jack fished for an answer, not wanting to come out and ask if Vaughn was dead.
"I have a pulse!" She said in a sigh of relief. "It's faint, but it's there. He needs a hospital, he was underwater a long time."
Jack swerved the car onto a main highway road that Sydney recognized as the one that would lead them to the airport. "What happened to you two?"
"Sydney!" A voice boomed from behind her. She turned and looked to see her father. She saw that he was about to ask something, probably something about the lifeless Vaughn that was slung over her shoulder. "There's a bomb, its going to explode in seconds, we need to get out of here."
She followed as her father a few steps to a door that was well hidden on the side of one of the labs. There is an exit in this room. Jack grabbed the walkie-talkie from his pocket "We're on our way out, get to the car."
***
"Take this" Jack shoved a black walkie-talkie into Will's hand.
Will accepted it graciously. "You know, I used to have one of these when I was a kid, I used to play all -"
"Mr. Tippin"
"It's Will! Not Mr. Tippin."
"This is not some cops and robbers game we're playing. You have absolutely no field experience and if you enter the building, you become an even bigger liability to us all. You're going to stand over there next to the doorway, and if you see anybody coming towards you, you go hide in those bushes over there, and you tell me about the people coming in. I need you to be my watchman. Understand."
"Yes, I do sir." Will could hear the desperation in his voice. He knew that he was worried about his daughter. After all this time Jack really did care for Sydney. Will mentally cursed his bad habit of making light in times of seriousness.
He watched Jack go into the building, and he did as he was told. He watched and looked as nobody came into his view. He sighed as he secretly prayed for Sydney to be ok.
***
"Copy that" a voice said on the other end of the coms.
"Was that Will? He's ok?" Sydney felt a wave of relief rush upon her as she realized her friend was ok and that he was safe.
Reaching the car outside, Jack flew into the drivers seat while Sydney laid Vaughn down so his head would be resting in her lap as Will sat on the other site of her. She gave Will a sympathetic smile as she saw how extensive his bruises were. "I'm so sorry" She spoke softly. Will was preoccupied with trying to figure out who this mysterious guy was who Sydney so conveniently place into her lap.
Sydney trailed her fingers down along Vaughn's neck, finding a right spot. Her fingers tingled on top of his skin and she wished that she were trailing her fingers along his body under different circumstances.
As Jack drove furiously down the road, Will and Sydney looked back quickly at the building that was now shattering to the ground in a ball of flame and particles.
"Sydney, is he." Jack fished for an answer, not wanting to come out and ask if Vaughn was dead.
"I have a pulse!" She said in a sigh of relief. "It's faint, but it's there. He needs a hospital, he was underwater a long time."
Jack swerved the car onto a main highway road that Sydney recognized as the one that would lead them to the airport. "What happened to you two?"