" Nice to see you again, Sydney. It's been a while," Sark said as he
walked closer to her, pointing the gun at her. Sydney was in too deep of
shock to answer back, she barely could herself straight up as she watched
her friend lie on the ground bleeding to death, "Now be a good girl and
give me those papers," Sydney shifted her eyes from Will to Sark's. She
looked directly in Sark's eyes for a few moments, his ice-cold eyes.
"Fuck you," she simply said and kicked his arm, trying to knock the gun out of his hand. She did so successfully, but he was ready to fight with or without a gun. Sydney threw a punch but he caught and twisted her arm around, Sydney screamed out in pain. She attempted to kick him but failed.
"That was your last try," he said tightening his grip on her. She tried kicking again and aimed for his crotch area, finally succeeding. He stumbled back in pain, as she turned around she kicked him in the gut, causing him to fly to the ground unconscious. Sydney turned towards her mother.
"You are a great fighter, but do you think you can handle the best," Laura asked her, throwing off her coat to the other side of the room.
"Keep her busy, I need to get a good shot of her," Vaughn whispered in her ear. As he started looking for a new place to shoot from. Sydney took her cue and threw a punch at her mother, but she was quick to grab Sydney's arm. Laura held her arm as she threw her foot into Sydney's stomach. She bent over in pain and stumbled back. Laura didn't stop there, she threw a kick at Sydney's head, but Sydney was kick to duck. Sydney kicked her mother's leg, making her fall to her knees. Sydney prepared to make a final blow till Laura swung her leg under Sydney, causing her to fall on her back and knocking the air out of her. Laura stood and reached behind her, pulling a smaller gun out and pointing it at Sydney. All Sydney could do was squirm for help, trying to yell for Vaughn's help but not finding the air to do so.
"I should've killed you while I had a chance," Laura said with anger, "I never meant to have you, you were a mistake, a flaw in my plans. Now it all comes to an end," Laura said, cocking the gun. Sydney closed her eyes, waiting for the gun to end her life. She heard a gun shot and flinched but suddenly realized, she wasn't dead. She looked up at her mother. Her mother's eyes her wide with shock and the gun had fallen from her grip. She fell dead in front of Sydney, with an apparent gun shot in the back. She stared at her mother's body in front of her and then looked up to see Will holding the gun she dropped before. Vaughn came running out from behind a box and towards Sydney.
"Are you okay?" he asked cupping her face, pushing the hair away, "Are you okay?" he asked again, wrapping his arms around Sydney and holding her tight, Sydney still could not say a word. She looked at Will still on the floor; he dropped the gun and laid his head down.
"Will," she gasped and crawled towards him, "Will don't close your eyes," she told him, holding his head up and shaking it, "Will don't close your eyes!" She choked out, "You can't die on me now. I need you." His eyes fluttered open but continued holding them close. All Vaughn could do was stand off to the side, and watch this scene unfold in front of his eyes.
*The Next Day in L.A.*
They brought Will back on a jet as he barely hung onto life but Sydney knew he would put up a good fight. Vaughn stood by her side; he had to be a friend instead of a handler during these hours of need. Devlin understand and could see things from Vaughn's perspective. Will went into a coma soon after arriving in LA and stayed there for days on end. Sydney barely left his side, staying as much as the nurses would allow her. Sydney's mother died from the gunshot wound, but Sark got away. They later found Amanda's body in a hotel room, a gun in her hand and drugs in her system. Sydney already knew what really happened. A Week after all these events Sydney sat in the pale white doctor's office next to Will. The only sound that could be heard was the heart monitor, beeping every beat. Sydney held onto Will's hand as she rested her head on the bed, she finally gave into the urge of sleep that had been nagging her all this while. A few minutes after Will opened his eyes and looked around the room, taking in the scene. 'Where am I?' he asked himself. The last thing he remembered was shooting Laura. He looked down and saw Sydney fast asleep. A smile curved at his lips, she looked so peaceful when she was asleep. Unlike the dangerous warrior she was like when she was awake and in action. 'How could someone so sweet, so kind be a dangerous spy' he asked himself. He reached over with his free hand and wiped away a stray hair. This gesture caused Sydney to shoot right up, she blinked a few times and then looked over at Will.
"Will," she said with joy as she wrapped her arms around Will, he flinched in pain but made it unnoticeable, "I thought you were never going to wake up." He gave her a faint smile.
"Never," his voice was hoarse, "Is, well you know, is she . she ." he trailed off, trying to find words that wouldn't be offensive.
"Yes, she's gone. She's finally gone for good." Sydney told him, a solid look on her face.
"Syd, I need to tell you something," Will said but was interrupted as Vaughn entered the room. Will closely watched Sydney's facial expressions.
"Will, it's good to see you up," Vaughn said as he walked towards his bed, "Sydney I need to talk to you about something. If you don't mind."
"Okay, just a second," Sydney said, Vaughn nodded and walked out of the room. Sydney turned back to Will, "What is it you want to tell me?"
"I, uh," Will looked down as he stumbled for words. He paused for a moment, then looked up, "you like Vaughn, don't you?" Will asked bracing himself for the truth.
"Vaughn is just my friend," Sydney said matter-factly.
"I see the way you look at him as he walks into the room. You have this glimmer in your eyes I've never seen before," Will held her hand as he rubbed it in soft, slow circles. Sydney remained silent as Will told her these things, "I love you Sydney, I always have and I always will. I want to see you happy. If it's with or without me. I know I can't make you happy like Vaughn can."
"Will, you don't kn-" Sydney began but was interrupted.
"I do know what I'm talking about," Will said, "it's the same look I gave you when you walked into a room." He said, Sydney looked into his eyes. He was right, the one truth Sydney always tried to escape was right in front of her. She liked Vaughn, more then just a friend more than just a handler, as a man. The man he was. Sydney gave Will a weak smile and kissed his hand.
"Thank you," Sydney said and got up from her seat and ran out of the room. Will shifted uneasily in his bed, trying to convince himself he did the right thing.
- - - - In The Hall - - - -
"Vaughn!" Sydney called to him as he walked down the hall, not hearing her. "Vaughn!" she called desperately. He finally stopped and turned around towards her.
"Yea, Syd?" he said. Sydney stopped in front of him and just looked at him. He looked like hell. Bags under his eyes, a scar over his left eye, and his hair a messy mop on top of his bed. But damn did he look good.
"I-I uh, I wanted to-" she said but couldn't find the words. She took a sigh in and gathered what courage she did have at the moment. She leaned up and softly kissed his lips. She could've sworn she saw sparks and fireworks, whatever hopeless romantics say. She saw them. Warmth covered her body and she felt new again.
This was complete shock to Vaughn, this was actually happening. Sydney was kissing him. He couldn't believe it, everything was right in the world. He slipped his arms around her small waist and pulled her closer deepening the kiss. Vaughn could tell this was a sign. A sign for a happily ever after.
*After taking a break for so long, I finally finished the story! Thank you to everyone who read and gave me reviews. I appreciate them so much. Please continue looking out for my writings and stories on fanfiction.net! if you would like to keep in contact with me just e-mail me at: JAVAjavaJAVA xx@aol.com. Thank you*
"Fuck you," she simply said and kicked his arm, trying to knock the gun out of his hand. She did so successfully, but he was ready to fight with or without a gun. Sydney threw a punch but he caught and twisted her arm around, Sydney screamed out in pain. She attempted to kick him but failed.
"That was your last try," he said tightening his grip on her. She tried kicking again and aimed for his crotch area, finally succeeding. He stumbled back in pain, as she turned around she kicked him in the gut, causing him to fly to the ground unconscious. Sydney turned towards her mother.
"You are a great fighter, but do you think you can handle the best," Laura asked her, throwing off her coat to the other side of the room.
"Keep her busy, I need to get a good shot of her," Vaughn whispered in her ear. As he started looking for a new place to shoot from. Sydney took her cue and threw a punch at her mother, but she was quick to grab Sydney's arm. Laura held her arm as she threw her foot into Sydney's stomach. She bent over in pain and stumbled back. Laura didn't stop there, she threw a kick at Sydney's head, but Sydney was kick to duck. Sydney kicked her mother's leg, making her fall to her knees. Sydney prepared to make a final blow till Laura swung her leg under Sydney, causing her to fall on her back and knocking the air out of her. Laura stood and reached behind her, pulling a smaller gun out and pointing it at Sydney. All Sydney could do was squirm for help, trying to yell for Vaughn's help but not finding the air to do so.
"I should've killed you while I had a chance," Laura said with anger, "I never meant to have you, you were a mistake, a flaw in my plans. Now it all comes to an end," Laura said, cocking the gun. Sydney closed her eyes, waiting for the gun to end her life. She heard a gun shot and flinched but suddenly realized, she wasn't dead. She looked up at her mother. Her mother's eyes her wide with shock and the gun had fallen from her grip. She fell dead in front of Sydney, with an apparent gun shot in the back. She stared at her mother's body in front of her and then looked up to see Will holding the gun she dropped before. Vaughn came running out from behind a box and towards Sydney.
"Are you okay?" he asked cupping her face, pushing the hair away, "Are you okay?" he asked again, wrapping his arms around Sydney and holding her tight, Sydney still could not say a word. She looked at Will still on the floor; he dropped the gun and laid his head down.
"Will," she gasped and crawled towards him, "Will don't close your eyes," she told him, holding his head up and shaking it, "Will don't close your eyes!" She choked out, "You can't die on me now. I need you." His eyes fluttered open but continued holding them close. All Vaughn could do was stand off to the side, and watch this scene unfold in front of his eyes.
*The Next Day in L.A.*
They brought Will back on a jet as he barely hung onto life but Sydney knew he would put up a good fight. Vaughn stood by her side; he had to be a friend instead of a handler during these hours of need. Devlin understand and could see things from Vaughn's perspective. Will went into a coma soon after arriving in LA and stayed there for days on end. Sydney barely left his side, staying as much as the nurses would allow her. Sydney's mother died from the gunshot wound, but Sark got away. They later found Amanda's body in a hotel room, a gun in her hand and drugs in her system. Sydney already knew what really happened. A Week after all these events Sydney sat in the pale white doctor's office next to Will. The only sound that could be heard was the heart monitor, beeping every beat. Sydney held onto Will's hand as she rested her head on the bed, she finally gave into the urge of sleep that had been nagging her all this while. A few minutes after Will opened his eyes and looked around the room, taking in the scene. 'Where am I?' he asked himself. The last thing he remembered was shooting Laura. He looked down and saw Sydney fast asleep. A smile curved at his lips, she looked so peaceful when she was asleep. Unlike the dangerous warrior she was like when she was awake and in action. 'How could someone so sweet, so kind be a dangerous spy' he asked himself. He reached over with his free hand and wiped away a stray hair. This gesture caused Sydney to shoot right up, she blinked a few times and then looked over at Will.
"Will," she said with joy as she wrapped her arms around Will, he flinched in pain but made it unnoticeable, "I thought you were never going to wake up." He gave her a faint smile.
"Never," his voice was hoarse, "Is, well you know, is she . she ." he trailed off, trying to find words that wouldn't be offensive.
"Yes, she's gone. She's finally gone for good." Sydney told him, a solid look on her face.
"Syd, I need to tell you something," Will said but was interrupted as Vaughn entered the room. Will closely watched Sydney's facial expressions.
"Will, it's good to see you up," Vaughn said as he walked towards his bed, "Sydney I need to talk to you about something. If you don't mind."
"Okay, just a second," Sydney said, Vaughn nodded and walked out of the room. Sydney turned back to Will, "What is it you want to tell me?"
"I, uh," Will looked down as he stumbled for words. He paused for a moment, then looked up, "you like Vaughn, don't you?" Will asked bracing himself for the truth.
"Vaughn is just my friend," Sydney said matter-factly.
"I see the way you look at him as he walks into the room. You have this glimmer in your eyes I've never seen before," Will held her hand as he rubbed it in soft, slow circles. Sydney remained silent as Will told her these things, "I love you Sydney, I always have and I always will. I want to see you happy. If it's with or without me. I know I can't make you happy like Vaughn can."
"Will, you don't kn-" Sydney began but was interrupted.
"I do know what I'm talking about," Will said, "it's the same look I gave you when you walked into a room." He said, Sydney looked into his eyes. He was right, the one truth Sydney always tried to escape was right in front of her. She liked Vaughn, more then just a friend more than just a handler, as a man. The man he was. Sydney gave Will a weak smile and kissed his hand.
"Thank you," Sydney said and got up from her seat and ran out of the room. Will shifted uneasily in his bed, trying to convince himself he did the right thing.
- - - - In The Hall - - - -
"Vaughn!" Sydney called to him as he walked down the hall, not hearing her. "Vaughn!" she called desperately. He finally stopped and turned around towards her.
"Yea, Syd?" he said. Sydney stopped in front of him and just looked at him. He looked like hell. Bags under his eyes, a scar over his left eye, and his hair a messy mop on top of his bed. But damn did he look good.
"I-I uh, I wanted to-" she said but couldn't find the words. She took a sigh in and gathered what courage she did have at the moment. She leaned up and softly kissed his lips. She could've sworn she saw sparks and fireworks, whatever hopeless romantics say. She saw them. Warmth covered her body and she felt new again.
This was complete shock to Vaughn, this was actually happening. Sydney was kissing him. He couldn't believe it, everything was right in the world. He slipped his arms around her small waist and pulled her closer deepening the kiss. Vaughn could tell this was a sign. A sign for a happily ever after.
*After taking a break for so long, I finally finished the story! Thank you to everyone who read and gave me reviews. I appreciate them so much. Please continue looking out for my writings and stories on fanfiction.net! if you would like to keep in contact with me just e-mail me at: JAVAjavaJAVA xx@aol.com. Thank you*