Here it is folks. The chapter we have all been waiting for…
Sydney picked up her gun, and was met at the door by some agents. One of whom was Weiss who was sitting against the wall filling some paperwork. "How is your leg?" Sydney asked.
"Better. But now the CIA is having me fill out all sorts of liability forms."
"Sorry."
"You'll be stationed inside the doors."
"Can I please be outside the door?"
"Nope, these positions have been scheduled for months. I was scheduled to be inside the doors since then. Since you're replacing me, that leaves you to be inside the door."
"Can I switch with someone?"
"Nope, we have been placed strategically."
Sydney gave a sigh, knowing not to argue with her handler, and pushed open the door to inside the room. Immediately all the eyes, including her father, gave her death glances. She wanted to ball up and cry. She never wanted everyone to hate her. "He was right." She breathed silently. She watched as the SD-6 agents scooted to the far end of the room, to be the farthest away from Sydney as possible. Sydney was hoping that the agent that she was standing next to would remain there, until it was time for her to change posts. She didn't know him, but she figured that it was a good time to get to know him. To her disappointment, only a few minutes later she felt the presence of Vaughn standing next to her.
She liked the idea of coarse of standing next to someone familiar, but did it have to be the man that she loved- Sydney couldn't believe she just called Vaughn "the man that she loved". They had only been going out for what- three weeks, and she was already calling him "the man that she loved." She loved Danny, and well good things didn't happen to him. She thought she loved Noah, and well, that didn't turn out too well either. Sydney was sure that her heart was hardened for good, and yet, three weeks into a relationship, that was already over, she was calling Vaughn "the man she loved." If I love him so much, then how come I broke up with him? She asked herself. Fear. She rationalized. Every man she had loved had died. And she didn't want Vaughn to die as well. If she breaks up with him, if he ended up dead, then she couldn't blame herself. But Sydney knew that wouldn't be true. She just knew it. I need to figure out a way to say sorry.
"Hey." Sydney said.
"Hey, listen, I am sorry for what I said earlier." He said, watching the agents. He didn't even turn to look at Sydney.
"I was being overly optimistic, you were being realistic. I understand."
"Friends again?"
"Sure. When were we not?"
"I just thought,"
"Don't sweat it."
Sydney took a glance over to Vaughn. His stern look, and blank stare, well, Sydney found it very sexy.
"You look nice in those pants."
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"I mean, don't women like it when men compliment their new purchases?"
"Yes."
"That's what I was doing. Nothing beyond that." Vaughn tried to say. He meant more. Sydney looked good in those pants. They showed off her curves, and yet, she could still move in them. Neither said any thing as they stood next to each other. They were both trying to figure out a way to get the other one back. Sydney at the same time was trying to ignore the death glances that the SD-6 agents were shooting her. But they were so intense, that she found them hard to ignore. Weiss tapped Sydney's shoulder, and gave her some orders. Reluctantly, Sydney had to follow them.
"BRISTOW!" She called her dad over. She was handed a blindfold to cover his eyes with. Jack stood up, and walked defiantly over to Sydney. Sydney put the blindfold over his eyes, but not as hard as when they were over her eyes, and then threw him out into the hall. She followed.
"What's going on?" Jack demanded. Sydney ignored him until they turned the corner. "Sydney, what is going on?"
Sydney untied the blindfold, and took a deep breath. "It's your break time. How's your head?"
"Better. Hurts sometimes but
better."
"I can get you some medicine. We
don't want to see you hurt."
"That would be nice."
"And I can also get you some real food."
"Sounds good."
Sydney led her dad to the break room. "There's some food on the table there, and some painkillers are in that cupboard. Someone will come get you when you have to head back."
"Thank you."
Sydney smiled, and then left her father alone in the break room, and went back to her post at the door. Vaughn hadn't moved from his spot. "How's his head?" Vaughn asked.
"Not bad. I think I would have gone insane if I had a concussion and then had to be in that room."
"Me too."
Sydney wanted to kiss Vaughn. And she couldn't because of last night. How was she supposed to make a guy understand that she hadn't had the chance to really be out of that room, her father was thought to be badly injured, and she had been in a smelly, small room for two weeks, and she probably smelled bad? Telling someone that they were predictable, was just screaming for an outburst. Now, the next night she was regretting it, after realizing that she loved Vaughn.
Two days passed. Nothing had changed. Sydney was getting used to the idea of being an agent. Once a day, for a short period she would have a post with Vaughn. They were her favorite posts, and her most hated posts. She loved standing next to Vaughn. He always smelled so good. But she hated that she couldn't love him like she wanted to.
"Bristow, Vaughn, Devlin needs to talk to you now. He's on the phone." Weiss said. Sydney and Vaughn looked at each other.
"Why us?" Sydney said, as two other guards took their place.
"Vaughn is in charge of this place, and there's something he needed to talk to you about SD-6."
Sydney followed Vaughn to the office. An agent handed the phone to Vaughn. "Thanks White." He whispered before talking. Sydney didn't realize that Vaughn was running the place. Somehow she had gotten the impression that Weiss was. He just seemed to command her. As Sydney looked back, she saw that Vaughn did more of the ordering. She just got her orders from Weiss, and didn't think twice about where his orders come from. Sydney looked at the other agent. Surprisingly, Sydney noticed that Vaughn was also one of the older agents there. But he wasn't old. Only two years her senior. But this week, only the desk agents were working. Everyone else was in LA.
"Bristow, your turn." It felt weird hearing her last name from Vaughn's mouth. He normally called her Sydney, or Syd.
"Bristow here."
"Bristow, this is Devlin."
"Hello."
"How are things there."
"Ok. Why?"
"Would it make your job easier if the agents knew the truth about SD-6?"
Sydney was surprised. "Uh, it might."
"Do it."
"Excuse me?"
"I want you to tell the SD-6 agents the truth about SD-6."
"Yes sir."
"Good luck."
"Thank you."
Sydney hung up the phone. She couldn't believe her orders. To tell the truth to a room full of skeptics.
"You have this very odd look on your face. What did Devlin want?" Vaughn asked. There was no one left in the hall as he and Sydney slowly walked back to the command center.
"He wants me to reveal the truth to everyone." She said.
"And you're going to do that?"
"I was ordered."
"I don't think that is a smart idea."
"Why?"
"They could rebel after such information."
"I highly doubt it."
"Its what I would do. Come on, isn't what you would do? You just found out that your country is holding you against your will without simple amenities, and someone who recently betrayed you is feeding you some shit about SD-6 not being part of the CIA!" Vaughn loudly said.
"You don't know what it is like. They are all in there thinking I'm betraying my country, if I could just let them see that. Besides, Devlin ordered me too."
"I can over ride those orders."
"Don't. Please don't." Sydney began to cry. The past 72 hours had been hell for her. She had broken up with Vaughn, and everyone hated her. Her hair fell over her face, Vaughn lightly pushed her hair aside.
"Don't cry Syd. Why are you crying?" He asked tenderly.
"I made a mistake." She quietly whispered.
"What do you mean?" Vaughn gently lifted Sydney's chin up, to look her in the eyes. "What's wrong Syd?"
Sydney looked up into his green eyes. She realized then that he had forgiven her. She leaned over, and kissed him, something she had wanted to do for three days. Sydney was surprised at what she had just done. "I'm sorry, I just, I shouldn't have done that." She said, pulling back.
But to her surprise, Vaughn stepped forward and pulled her into a passionate kiss. Sydney felt herself kissing him right back. "Are we back?" Vaughn asked.
"Yeah." Sydney said.