A/N: I know it's a little short, but here's part four! I'll put up more soon...



Vaughn hung up and walked out of his office. Sydney... God, what was wrong with her? He had rarely heard her cry, and she had never called him like that. She knew what might happen.

"Hey Mike! Where you going?" Weiss was watching him walk away.

"To Sydney's," he muttered distractedly, then cursed himself for being so stupid.

"What?! You know you can't."

"Oh yes, I can."

"Mike..." But he was out the door.



Will stared after Sydney. He knew something was wrong, but he didn't want to push her. She had enough problems without him. He sighed and turned back to the TV.

A few minutes later the phone rang. He got up off the couch and picked it up.

"Yeah?"

"Will?"

"Yeah, uh, who is this?"

"It's Vaughn. You're at Sydney's?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"Is she there?"

"Yes, she is. Why do you care?"

"Is she ok?"

"Why the hell are you asking me this?"

"Will, is she ok?"

"I don't know, she locked herself in her room. Listen, if you're planning on coming over, this really isn't a good time."

"I'm coming. I'll be there in a couple minutes. Make sure she doesn't leave and that she... doesn't do anything stupid."

"What the-" BEEEEP.

Will stared at the phone. What was going on? He walked to Sydney's door and knocked.

"Syd?" he asked softly. When there was no answer, he decided she really must have gone to sleep. He sighed. She was a big girl. She could take care of herself. He didn't need to worry. But he found himself worrying all the same.



TBC... please R/R!