Chapter 3
"Will, Jack and I have to go after Sydney, and there's no way to know what we're going to run into." Vaughn felt sorry for the guy. He was still covered in blood, and was obviously miserable. "You're more likely to end up dead in there, than out here." He could tell that Will was offended by their lack of faith in him.
Jack saw it too, and knew that the only way to handle this man was to be flat out hostile. "What Agent Vaughn means, is that we're going after Sydney, and you are going to stay right here."
Will started to protest, but Jack had heard enough. "You listen to me. The only reason that you're standing here right now is because of my daughter. She's experienced enough pain for two lifetimes, and if saving your life keeps her from another heartbreak, then I'm going to do everything in my power to see it done. Now get in the Jeep, and stay down. There's a medical kit and a change of clothes in the back. Be ready to let us in when we get back. I don't know what state Sydney will be in when we find her, so make sure you're prepared to open up the back. Understand?"
Will stood there, looking like an abused puppy, lonely and frightened. Obviously, Jack's tirade had knocked him down a couple of notches. The only indication he gave that he was paying attention was a barely noticeable nod.
"Good. Remember, stay hidden." Jack turned toward the Jeep, and pulled out two handguns.
While Jack was checking the loads, Vaughn walked over to try and comfort Will. He lifted his hand to lay it on the man's shoulder, but the distant sound of a gunshot stopped him. He spun around and saw Jack running toward him with a panic-stricken face mirroring his own. He grabbed the gun that Jack handed him and they, in unison, ordered Will into the Jeep.
As Will watched the two men run way, he wondered at the look that Jack and Vaughn had shared. Did the think that it had something to do with Syd? Please God, no, was the only thought that swam through his still jumbled mind.
"Will, Jack and I have to go after Sydney, and there's no way to know what we're going to run into." Vaughn felt sorry for the guy. He was still covered in blood, and was obviously miserable. "You're more likely to end up dead in there, than out here." He could tell that Will was offended by their lack of faith in him.
Jack saw it too, and knew that the only way to handle this man was to be flat out hostile. "What Agent Vaughn means, is that we're going after Sydney, and you are going to stay right here."
Will started to protest, but Jack had heard enough. "You listen to me. The only reason that you're standing here right now is because of my daughter. She's experienced enough pain for two lifetimes, and if saving your life keeps her from another heartbreak, then I'm going to do everything in my power to see it done. Now get in the Jeep, and stay down. There's a medical kit and a change of clothes in the back. Be ready to let us in when we get back. I don't know what state Sydney will be in when we find her, so make sure you're prepared to open up the back. Understand?"
Will stood there, looking like an abused puppy, lonely and frightened. Obviously, Jack's tirade had knocked him down a couple of notches. The only indication he gave that he was paying attention was a barely noticeable nod.
"Good. Remember, stay hidden." Jack turned toward the Jeep, and pulled out two handguns.
While Jack was checking the loads, Vaughn walked over to try and comfort Will. He lifted his hand to lay it on the man's shoulder, but the distant sound of a gunshot stopped him. He spun around and saw Jack running toward him with a panic-stricken face mirroring his own. He grabbed the gun that Jack handed him and they, in unison, ordered Will into the Jeep.
As Will watched the two men run way, he wondered at the look that Jack and Vaughn had shared. Did the think that it had something to do with Syd? Please God, no, was the only thought that swam through his still jumbled mind.