*Chapter Three*
"How could you Sydney!?"
"How could I what Dad?"
"Don't play funny with me, Sydney Amelia Bristow! You know exactly what you have done!" Jack raged.
Sydney had absolutely no idea what her father was talking about. What hurt worse, was he must believe whatever Intel the CIA had gotten, was true. And Vaughn must too. Her own father didn't even believe her....and Vaughn-the man she loved, the man that had been there for her all of those times....Something was really, really messed up here...
"I thought you were just a lost, hurt girl fighting to save the world, all of this time I had believed every word you had ever said was pure and true-but this! Now this is just too much Sydney!" Vaughn added to the yelling.
With every word Sydney could feel another tear attach to her eyelid, each one threatening to fall.
"Daddy, please believe me-I.."
"I will not listen to your petty excuses anymore Sydney." And with that, Jack stalked out of the hallway.
"Vaughn! You have to understand! I don't know what you all think I did, but whatever it is I..."
"Sydney., I have given up so much for you-but now, I see it was all a lie-everything I ever believed about you, it is just so fake. I'm sorry." And Vaughn left too.
Sydney stood for another minute, soaking up the words said by each of them. How was she to fix this if she had no idea what she had supposedly done wrong?
She could feel the presence of her mother behind her and was suddenly enveloped in a pair of kind arms. She absorbed the feeling of her mother's arms closed around her, trying to remember all the times she had wished she could do just this.
Next thing Sydney remembered, was waking up on the metal bench, wrapped in a woolly white blanket, her mother staring up at her from her seat on the floor. Sydney slowly raised herself into a sitting position and patted the empty place beside her in invitation. Irina came to sit with her. Neither said a word.
Suddenly, Irina laughed, startling Sydney out of her silent reverie.
"What are you laughing at?"
"Oh, I was just thinking about how ironic this whole situation was."
"Please elaborate." Sydney requested.
"Well, here I am, sitting next to my daughter, watching her sleep, comforting her for the first time in 21 years, but it is only because she is in trouble with the U.S. government. That is what it takes for them to let you speak to me. Being a supposed criminal." Irina sighed deeply.
"I'm sorry mom. I know what you mean." Sydney smiled sadly.
"But I am going to be sad when they do find the truth and let me go because I won't get to do this." Sydney added.
"Yes baby, I know."
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1 Hour Later (10 am the next day)
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"Oh my god, Syd!"
"Will? How did you get in here?"
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A/N: Hehehehe Review and I will add more!!
"How could you Sydney!?"
"How could I what Dad?"
"Don't play funny with me, Sydney Amelia Bristow! You know exactly what you have done!" Jack raged.
Sydney had absolutely no idea what her father was talking about. What hurt worse, was he must believe whatever Intel the CIA had gotten, was true. And Vaughn must too. Her own father didn't even believe her....and Vaughn-the man she loved, the man that had been there for her all of those times....Something was really, really messed up here...
"I thought you were just a lost, hurt girl fighting to save the world, all of this time I had believed every word you had ever said was pure and true-but this! Now this is just too much Sydney!" Vaughn added to the yelling.
With every word Sydney could feel another tear attach to her eyelid, each one threatening to fall.
"Daddy, please believe me-I.."
"I will not listen to your petty excuses anymore Sydney." And with that, Jack stalked out of the hallway.
"Vaughn! You have to understand! I don't know what you all think I did, but whatever it is I..."
"Sydney., I have given up so much for you-but now, I see it was all a lie-everything I ever believed about you, it is just so fake. I'm sorry." And Vaughn left too.
Sydney stood for another minute, soaking up the words said by each of them. How was she to fix this if she had no idea what she had supposedly done wrong?
She could feel the presence of her mother behind her and was suddenly enveloped in a pair of kind arms. She absorbed the feeling of her mother's arms closed around her, trying to remember all the times she had wished she could do just this.
Next thing Sydney remembered, was waking up on the metal bench, wrapped in a woolly white blanket, her mother staring up at her from her seat on the floor. Sydney slowly raised herself into a sitting position and patted the empty place beside her in invitation. Irina came to sit with her. Neither said a word.
Suddenly, Irina laughed, startling Sydney out of her silent reverie.
"What are you laughing at?"
"Oh, I was just thinking about how ironic this whole situation was."
"Please elaborate." Sydney requested.
"Well, here I am, sitting next to my daughter, watching her sleep, comforting her for the first time in 21 years, but it is only because she is in trouble with the U.S. government. That is what it takes for them to let you speak to me. Being a supposed criminal." Irina sighed deeply.
"I'm sorry mom. I know what you mean." Sydney smiled sadly.
"But I am going to be sad when they do find the truth and let me go because I won't get to do this." Sydney added.
"Yes baby, I know."
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1 Hour Later (10 am the next day)
**
"Oh my god, Syd!"
"Will? How did you get in here?"
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A/N: Hehehehe Review and I will add more!!