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Chapter Four
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"Will? How did you get in here?" Sydney rushed up to the glass.
"I was meeting with Vaughn about my psyche test and he seemed really angry. But when I asked all he told me was that I might not see you again for a very long time. Then I finally got permission from him to come see you." Will relayed breathlessly.
"Oh my god." It was Sydney's turn to be surprised.
"Oh Will! Something really strange is going on and I am stuck here until it is resolved. The CIA thinks I did something wrong or...I don't know! They refuse to tell me what it was that I supposedly did that was so horrible." Sydney frowned in frustration.
"Oh, Will, while you're here, you might as well meet my mother." Sydney turned around and motioned for her mother to join them.
Will only stared in awe at how comfortable each woman was with the other.
"Hello there, I'm Irina, Sydney's 'long lost' mother." Irina waved unsurly at the man behind the glass.
"Um, hi, it's nice to finally meet you." Will smiled back nervously.
"So," Will said, returning the conversation to work matters, "What about SD-6, don't you have to go to work?" He tried.
"Well, I think my dad was covering for me, but now I am not so sure." Sydney averted her gaze to the floor timidly.
"What do you mean you're not so sure?" Will asked, confused.
"Well, he came to see me here last night and...well, he and Vaughn believe I did something, I don't know what, but they believe it. I am afraid my dad might have stopped covering for me because of that." Sydney returned choppily.
Will only nodded sympathetically.
"Anyway, how is Francie?" Sydney changed the subject.
"Worried." Will responded immediately. "What should I tell her about your absence?"
"Just tell her," Sydney stopped, deep in thought of an acceptable lie, "Tell her I am visiting a friend in New York or something and won't be back for a while."
"Got it." Will confirmed, "And Syd?"
"Yah?"
"We miss you, come back home as soon as you can, ok?" Will gazed at her with...love?-no, only platonic feelings, right?
"I will, promise."
And with Sydney's words ingrained into his mind, Will left.
Irina had been watching the conversation intently. "I see someone is in love." Irina said, referring to the man that had just looked at her daughter with, 'the look'.
"Ya, I know. I know he means well, but I really wish he would give it up soon." Sydney said with remorse for her fledging friend. "Why can't he see I don't think of him in that way?" She asked the question that could only be answered truthfully by him.
"Because, dear, when you love someone, you become blind to all other components, such as the return of that love." Irina answered simply.
"He may always feel that way about you Sydney, you just have to learn to live with it and move on. Your own happiness is what is most important." She added.
"Yeah. You're right mom." Sydney responded surely.
"And who is Francie?" Irina asked tentatively.
"My roommate since college." Sydney responded easily. "And my best friend."
Irina waited for Sydney to elaborate on her friend.
"She just opened a restaurant. So far, it's doing really well." Sydney spoke eagerly, "I miss her mom."
"I know dear. I miss my friends too." Irina consoled.
"Tell me about them. Your friends." Sydney pleaded, as if asking for a bedtime story.
"Well, I only have two good friends, Andrea Wesley and Kaitlin Malloy. Andrea went to high school with me and we used to call each other frequently. Until I turned myself in, that is. Kaitlin works with me. She is senior operative, and she was Khasinau's wife until I assassinated him." Irina spoke.
"That must have been hard, murdering your friend's husband." Sydney said solemnly.
"Yes, It was one of the hardest things I have ever done. But I knew I had to do it. He had his own agenda, one I did not approve of at all. He planned on killing you someday, and of course, I would never let that happen to my baby girl." Irina concluded.
"Hey, I have another walk on the roof to use up, would you like to go?" Irina turned to her daughter with the question.
"I would love to!" Sydney was overjoyed. She had never missed fresh air so much.
Irina knocked on the glass and called to the nearest guard with her request.
*
On the roof
*
The mother and daughter duo walked peacefully hand in hand. Even though she was being held under maximum security, Sydney had not felt so happy in years, just walking around with her mother. Her only wish now was to be free to walk outside of the jail-like walls with her mother...
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Back in the cell (5pm)
*
Vaughn appeared at the glass cell wall almost as soon as Sydney and her Mom were brought back from the roof.
"We need your help for a mission." Vaughn addressed both women.
Sydney looked into Vaughn's eyes for a long minute before agreeing. She silently scolded herself for not looking,-really looking- into them at their previous meeting. Something in his eyes told her not to be afraid. They somehow silently told her something fishy was going on and he knew what it was. He knew she was innocent.
"What do we have to do?"
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Chapter Four
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"Will? How did you get in here?" Sydney rushed up to the glass.
"I was meeting with Vaughn about my psyche test and he seemed really angry. But when I asked all he told me was that I might not see you again for a very long time. Then I finally got permission from him to come see you." Will relayed breathlessly.
"Oh my god." It was Sydney's turn to be surprised.
"Oh Will! Something really strange is going on and I am stuck here until it is resolved. The CIA thinks I did something wrong or...I don't know! They refuse to tell me what it was that I supposedly did that was so horrible." Sydney frowned in frustration.
"Oh, Will, while you're here, you might as well meet my mother." Sydney turned around and motioned for her mother to join them.
Will only stared in awe at how comfortable each woman was with the other.
"Hello there, I'm Irina, Sydney's 'long lost' mother." Irina waved unsurly at the man behind the glass.
"Um, hi, it's nice to finally meet you." Will smiled back nervously.
"So," Will said, returning the conversation to work matters, "What about SD-6, don't you have to go to work?" He tried.
"Well, I think my dad was covering for me, but now I am not so sure." Sydney averted her gaze to the floor timidly.
"What do you mean you're not so sure?" Will asked, confused.
"Well, he came to see me here last night and...well, he and Vaughn believe I did something, I don't know what, but they believe it. I am afraid my dad might have stopped covering for me because of that." Sydney returned choppily.
Will only nodded sympathetically.
"Anyway, how is Francie?" Sydney changed the subject.
"Worried." Will responded immediately. "What should I tell her about your absence?"
"Just tell her," Sydney stopped, deep in thought of an acceptable lie, "Tell her I am visiting a friend in New York or something and won't be back for a while."
"Got it." Will confirmed, "And Syd?"
"Yah?"
"We miss you, come back home as soon as you can, ok?" Will gazed at her with...love?-no, only platonic feelings, right?
"I will, promise."
And with Sydney's words ingrained into his mind, Will left.
Irina had been watching the conversation intently. "I see someone is in love." Irina said, referring to the man that had just looked at her daughter with, 'the look'.
"Ya, I know. I know he means well, but I really wish he would give it up soon." Sydney said with remorse for her fledging friend. "Why can't he see I don't think of him in that way?" She asked the question that could only be answered truthfully by him.
"Because, dear, when you love someone, you become blind to all other components, such as the return of that love." Irina answered simply.
"He may always feel that way about you Sydney, you just have to learn to live with it and move on. Your own happiness is what is most important." She added.
"Yeah. You're right mom." Sydney responded surely.
"And who is Francie?" Irina asked tentatively.
"My roommate since college." Sydney responded easily. "And my best friend."
Irina waited for Sydney to elaborate on her friend.
"She just opened a restaurant. So far, it's doing really well." Sydney spoke eagerly, "I miss her mom."
"I know dear. I miss my friends too." Irina consoled.
"Tell me about them. Your friends." Sydney pleaded, as if asking for a bedtime story.
"Well, I only have two good friends, Andrea Wesley and Kaitlin Malloy. Andrea went to high school with me and we used to call each other frequently. Until I turned myself in, that is. Kaitlin works with me. She is senior operative, and she was Khasinau's wife until I assassinated him." Irina spoke.
"That must have been hard, murdering your friend's husband." Sydney said solemnly.
"Yes, It was one of the hardest things I have ever done. But I knew I had to do it. He had his own agenda, one I did not approve of at all. He planned on killing you someday, and of course, I would never let that happen to my baby girl." Irina concluded.
"Hey, I have another walk on the roof to use up, would you like to go?" Irina turned to her daughter with the question.
"I would love to!" Sydney was overjoyed. She had never missed fresh air so much.
Irina knocked on the glass and called to the nearest guard with her request.
*
On the roof
*
The mother and daughter duo walked peacefully hand in hand. Even though she was being held under maximum security, Sydney had not felt so happy in years, just walking around with her mother. Her only wish now was to be free to walk outside of the jail-like walls with her mother...
*
Back in the cell (5pm)
*
Vaughn appeared at the glass cell wall almost as soon as Sydney and her Mom were brought back from the roof.
"We need your help for a mission." Vaughn addressed both women.
Sydney looked into Vaughn's eyes for a long minute before agreeing. She silently scolded herself for not looking,-really looking- into them at their previous meeting. Something in his eyes told her not to be afraid. They somehow silently told her something fishy was going on and he knew what it was. He knew she was innocent.
"What do we have to do?"
*
REVIEW!!! The story is really just beginning!