The Way of Seeming
I own nothing. All character's belong to someone with much more money
than me.
Author's note: Good news. I got my second philosophy test back. I got a 100!!!
Go me! A lack of reviews however has discouraged my spirits and led to me doing
horrible, disgusting things. Like homework. To all my friends out there reading this: You
are in college and therefore you should be capable of clicking a button. If not, seek me
out for further instructions.
And Maggie, there's no ; in I'm. :)
Don't forget to review. They make me happy. :)
More to come soon. But I don't feel like typing anymore today.
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"I don't care if it's too dangerous! One of your agents is missing and after the way
Sydney turned up I would think you'd be a little worried about what information Agent Vaughn could
inadvertently disclose while under the influence of drugs."
Devlin sighed and leaned forward, folding his hands on his desk. "We just got
word an hour ago. A body was found in downtown Taipei last night fitting Vaughn's
description. There's no longer a reason for a rescue mission."
Jack sat down in the chair in front of the desk, shocked. For a moment there was
silence. Then his face cleared and he looked Devlin straight in the eyes. "Sydney can not
find out. If she knows he's dead she'll blame herself and there's no way she'll be able to
make it through the withdrawal."
Devlin nodded. "I know." He sighed. "I wish she didn't have to go through this
again."
Jack stood up. "I wish you didn't have to add the word 'again.'" He moved to
walk out and shut the door, leaving a contemplative Devlin behind, but Devlin stopped
him.
"You didn't tell me what happened to Sydney."
Jack, facing the door, took a deep breath. "Her mother kidnapped her, pumped her
full of drugs, and dumped her on her front porch."
With that he walked out the door.
After a moment Devlin picked up the phone, still in shock. "We have a problem.
Connect me with Langely."
"They're beautiful Francie."
Sydney took the irises from her and brought them to her face. The sweet scent filled
her senses and cleared her head.
Will came in with a vase of water and set it on the bedside table. He took the
flowers from her and placed them in the vase.
Francie pulled the chair up next to the bed and took her hand. "How are you doing
honey?"
Sydney smiled. "I feel great. But that's probably just the pain killers talking."
Francie's eyes were shimmering with tears.
Sydney squeezed her hand tighter. "I'm ok. For now at least. The pain killers will
hold off the withdrawal from the drugs as long as I'm on them. It's not going to be so
much fun when I go off the painkillers, but I'm not going to worry about that yet. Right now
everything is nice and glowy.
Sydney giggled, almost maniacally.
Francie looked down at her hand in Sydney's.
"What happened to you Sydney?"
Sydney sighed and tried to force the agony she felt at lying out of her eyes.
"I don't remember. I remember landing in San Diego. Then it's all just blank. The
doctor says it's natural to have mild amnesia after a severe trauma. And the same thing
happened to Dixon when he was shot, so I'm not that worried. I'll probably never know
what happened though."
Francie looked at her with such pity that Sydney could hardly stand it.
"Oh honey. I'm so sorry."
Sydney gave her a smile. "It's going to be ok Francie. Don't worry. Everything is
going to be ok."
At that point Jack walked in. He was still pale and looked even more shaky, but
he was trying hard to hide it.
Sydney looked over at him. "Is everything ok?"
Jack stood there staring out the window behind Sydney's head.
"Dad?"
He looked down to her worried face. The bland expression was locked on his
face, but he tried to force a ghost of a smile for her. At the same time not believing what
he was about to say. "They think they've found what they're looking for."
The smile that lit up her face almost killed him. "That's great!"
This time he couldn't force any expression without letting the pain come through.
"I have to go. There's a meeting."
Sydney's eyes darted to the clock. 10:40. The she looked back at him, seeing a
strange look in his eyes. He was lying.
She smiled. "That's ok."
"I talked to the doctors. You can be out of here in two days."
Sydney smiled a real smile. "That's great." Her smile fell. "Then of course I'll be
off the pain killers," she sighed, "That'll kinda suck. Mercurius per caelum volat et
advenit ad litus Libyae." Sydney laid back against the pillows and sighed.
Francie looked at her strangely. Sydney squeezed her hand and smiled a little.
"Sorry. I think it's the pain killers. My brain kinda feels like it's swimming."
The nurse walked in. "Ok. Come on now. Everybody needs to leave so she can
heal up faster."
"Bye honey."
"Bye Syd."
Jack walked out without a word.
Sydney closed her eyes and laid back down with a smile, slipping into dreams of
meeting with Vaughn in the warehouse.
Review please. :)
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I own nothing. All character's belong to someone with much more money
than me.
Author's note: Good news. I got my second philosophy test back. I got a 100!!!
Go me! A lack of reviews however has discouraged my spirits and led to me doing
horrible, disgusting things. Like homework. To all my friends out there reading this: You
are in college and therefore you should be capable of clicking a button. If not, seek me
out for further instructions.
And Maggie, there's no ; in I'm. :)
Don't forget to review. They make me happy. :)
More to come soon. But I don't feel like typing anymore today.
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"I don't care if it's too dangerous! One of your agents is missing and after the way
Sydney turned up I would think you'd be a little worried about what information Agent Vaughn could
inadvertently disclose while under the influence of drugs."
Devlin sighed and leaned forward, folding his hands on his desk. "We just got
word an hour ago. A body was found in downtown Taipei last night fitting Vaughn's
description. There's no longer a reason for a rescue mission."
Jack sat down in the chair in front of the desk, shocked. For a moment there was
silence. Then his face cleared and he looked Devlin straight in the eyes. "Sydney can not
find out. If she knows he's dead she'll blame herself and there's no way she'll be able to
make it through the withdrawal."
Devlin nodded. "I know." He sighed. "I wish she didn't have to go through this
again."
Jack stood up. "I wish you didn't have to add the word 'again.'" He moved to
walk out and shut the door, leaving a contemplative Devlin behind, but Devlin stopped
him.
"You didn't tell me what happened to Sydney."
Jack, facing the door, took a deep breath. "Her mother kidnapped her, pumped her
full of drugs, and dumped her on her front porch."
With that he walked out the door.
After a moment Devlin picked up the phone, still in shock. "We have a problem.
Connect me with Langely."
"They're beautiful Francie."
Sydney took the irises from her and brought them to her face. The sweet scent filled
her senses and cleared her head.
Will came in with a vase of water and set it on the bedside table. He took the
flowers from her and placed them in the vase.
Francie pulled the chair up next to the bed and took her hand. "How are you doing
honey?"
Sydney smiled. "I feel great. But that's probably just the pain killers talking."
Francie's eyes were shimmering with tears.
Sydney squeezed her hand tighter. "I'm ok. For now at least. The pain killers will
hold off the withdrawal from the drugs as long as I'm on them. It's not going to be so
much fun when I go off the painkillers, but I'm not going to worry about that yet. Right now
everything is nice and glowy.
Sydney giggled, almost maniacally.
Francie looked down at her hand in Sydney's.
"What happened to you Sydney?"
Sydney sighed and tried to force the agony she felt at lying out of her eyes.
"I don't remember. I remember landing in San Diego. Then it's all just blank. The
doctor says it's natural to have mild amnesia after a severe trauma. And the same thing
happened to Dixon when he was shot, so I'm not that worried. I'll probably never know
what happened though."
Francie looked at her with such pity that Sydney could hardly stand it.
"Oh honey. I'm so sorry."
Sydney gave her a smile. "It's going to be ok Francie. Don't worry. Everything is
going to be ok."
At that point Jack walked in. He was still pale and looked even more shaky, but
he was trying hard to hide it.
Sydney looked over at him. "Is everything ok?"
Jack stood there staring out the window behind Sydney's head.
"Dad?"
He looked down to her worried face. The bland expression was locked on his
face, but he tried to force a ghost of a smile for her. At the same time not believing what
he was about to say. "They think they've found what they're looking for."
The smile that lit up her face almost killed him. "That's great!"
This time he couldn't force any expression without letting the pain come through.
"I have to go. There's a meeting."
Sydney's eyes darted to the clock. 10:40. The she looked back at him, seeing a
strange look in his eyes. He was lying.
She smiled. "That's ok."
"I talked to the doctors. You can be out of here in two days."
Sydney smiled a real smile. "That's great." Her smile fell. "Then of course I'll be
off the pain killers," she sighed, "That'll kinda suck. Mercurius per caelum volat et
advenit ad litus Libyae." Sydney laid back against the pillows and sighed.
Francie looked at her strangely. Sydney squeezed her hand and smiled a little.
"Sorry. I think it's the pain killers. My brain kinda feels like it's swimming."
The nurse walked in. "Ok. Come on now. Everybody needs to leave so she can
heal up faster."
"Bye honey."
"Bye Syd."
Jack walked out without a word.
Sydney closed her eyes and laid back down with a smile, slipping into dreams of
meeting with Vaughn in the warehouse.
Review please. :)
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