Title: Betrayal
*I just wrote this story based on spoilers and speculation for the upcoming episode "A dark turn". This part DOES contain SPOILERS so if you do not want to know don't read.
Disclaimer: NOT mine!
Chapter 3: Info Passed On
(syd POV)
I cried the whole way home. The previous night I was so happy to be with Vaughn and to know he'd always be there for me and then today by life was turned upside down. Vaughn evil though? That didn't seem possible to me, he didn't have a mean bone in his body.
Every time I doubted he was evil I would remember how my dad must have felt when he found out about my mom, it was all an act.
I laid down for a nap almost right when I got home. I needed to sleep it off. I ended up crying myself to sleep.
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Meanwhile Vaughn went to see Jack. "Excuse me sir, can I talk to you?" Vaughn asked as he stood in the doorway to Jack's office. Jack nodded and motioned for him to come in. "What is it?" Jack asked though not seeming concerned and still shuffling through papers. Vaughn didn't speak and Jack looked up, "Well?"
Vaughn shook his head, "Sorry. Um.actually I was wondering what was up with Sydney." Jack looked up questioningly, "What do you mean?"
"She was fine when we were together last night." he paused, he knew he shouldn't have said it, "I mean in work yesterday. But today she went into some meeting and came out crying. She blew right by me and didn't talk to me." Jack had caught his mistake and started to open his mouth to question him on it, but saw there was a bigger problem.
"Did you try to call her?" Jack asked.
"Yeah, she didn't pick up."
"Mister Vaughn, I'm not sure what you are to my daughter but I'm not naïve. You're more than her handler, and I'm sure she'll tell you what's wrong when she feels up to talking, so if that's all I've got work to do." Jack quickly dismissed the subject knowing his daughter would bounce back from what ever it was.
"No sir, that's not all." Vaughn said loudly, stepping closer to jack's desk. "Something is seriously wrong! I don't know why she isn't telling me what it is but someone needs to find out..I'm worried." Vaughn added and looked down at the floor. Jack took a minute to take it all in, "Very well Mister Vaughn if you're that adamant I'll find out about the meeting and talk to Sydney."
Vaughn nodded. "Thank you." He found his way back to his desk and started back up on his paper work. He couldn't concentrate not knowing what was bothering Sydney.
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Jack didn't think much of what Vaughn had said but it stayed in the back of his mind. When he finished what he was doing he wondered around and looked for Kendall. He found him dictating directions to some poor low-level agent.
Jack waited patiently till he was finished. Kendall turned around that's when he saw Jack. "What can I do for you?" He questioned while letting out a sigh. "I was informed that Sydney attended a meeting of some sort this morning, I was wondering what about?"
"Jack I'm afraid I can't tell you about that." Kendall said and then started walking through the ops center.
Jack followed though, not satisfied with his answer. "Excuse me sir, I'm her father and I want to know what the meeting was about."
Kendall abruptly stopped and turned to him, "That's confidential and I'm not going to tell you. I suggest you get back to work and forget about it."
Jack stopped and wasn't happy. He decided to try to pry it from his daughter. He figured he'd have better luck there then he would have with Kendall. He strode back to his office and quickly picked up the phone, dialing Sydney's number.
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I woke up to hear ringing in my ear. I reached over and grabbed the extra pillow lying on the bed and placed it over me head, covering my ear. I still heard it though. I fluttered my eyes open and moved the pillow. After looking around and regaining my bearings I got up and dug through my bag on the ground for my phone. It had been ringing for awhile but I reached it before it reverted to my voice mail.
"Sydney." I answered. I walked back over to my bed with the phone and laid down.
"Sydney?"
"Dad? What's wrong?" I rubbed the sleepies out of my eyes and tried to concentrate.
"I was just about to ask you the same thing. Agent Vaughn came to me earlier worried about you, are you okay?" Jack asked letting his worried ness shine through a little.
I paused, "He came to you?"
"Yes he said you had a meeting this morning and you came out upset and left immediately."
"Yeah, I needed to leave."
"What was the meeting and with whom? I asked Kendall but he said it was confidential."
I wracked my brain. I needed to talk to someone about this but I wasn't allowed to. I was going to just say I was fine but I couldn't. "Dad, can we meet?" Protocol and rules never stopped me before so I wasn't going to let them stop me now.
Jack was relieved she was going to talk to him. "The warehouse, asap."
"Okay. I'll be right down." I hung up at that and got up to get changed and ready. I still had my work suit on and by now it was all wrinkled. I picked out a pair of blue jeans and a red tank top and gray zip-up sweatshirt.
I didn't bother with make-up and fixing my hair. I just brushed my hair out and then grabbed my purse and keys.
The drive to the warehouse was short, but maybe that was in part to the 5 red lights I ran and the speed of my travel. I got there soon enough and my father was already there. I wasted no time and marched right in there.
I saw my father sitting on a crate with a worried look on his face. When I opened the gate he heard me and looked up. I smiled at him to try to calm him but his features didn't change from their worried state, rather he stood nervously. "Sydney what went on this morning?"
I walked over and found a seat of my own on an old crate. Once I sat down I opened my mouth and began to tell. "I met with a counterintelligence analyst from Langley this morning. He was asking me questions looking to seek out a possible double-crosser." I purposely left whom out.
He didn't miss it though, "Who?" I looked at my hands that were neatly folded on my lap and my eyes began to fill again with tears. I looked up and tried not to choke over the word, "Vaughn."
***How is it so far? Let me know, R/R. I'll keep writing!
*I just wrote this story based on spoilers and speculation for the upcoming episode "A dark turn". This part DOES contain SPOILERS so if you do not want to know don't read.
Disclaimer: NOT mine!
Chapter 3: Info Passed On
(syd POV)
I cried the whole way home. The previous night I was so happy to be with Vaughn and to know he'd always be there for me and then today by life was turned upside down. Vaughn evil though? That didn't seem possible to me, he didn't have a mean bone in his body.
Every time I doubted he was evil I would remember how my dad must have felt when he found out about my mom, it was all an act.
I laid down for a nap almost right when I got home. I needed to sleep it off. I ended up crying myself to sleep.
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Meanwhile Vaughn went to see Jack. "Excuse me sir, can I talk to you?" Vaughn asked as he stood in the doorway to Jack's office. Jack nodded and motioned for him to come in. "What is it?" Jack asked though not seeming concerned and still shuffling through papers. Vaughn didn't speak and Jack looked up, "Well?"
Vaughn shook his head, "Sorry. Um.actually I was wondering what was up with Sydney." Jack looked up questioningly, "What do you mean?"
"She was fine when we were together last night." he paused, he knew he shouldn't have said it, "I mean in work yesterday. But today she went into some meeting and came out crying. She blew right by me and didn't talk to me." Jack had caught his mistake and started to open his mouth to question him on it, but saw there was a bigger problem.
"Did you try to call her?" Jack asked.
"Yeah, she didn't pick up."
"Mister Vaughn, I'm not sure what you are to my daughter but I'm not naïve. You're more than her handler, and I'm sure she'll tell you what's wrong when she feels up to talking, so if that's all I've got work to do." Jack quickly dismissed the subject knowing his daughter would bounce back from what ever it was.
"No sir, that's not all." Vaughn said loudly, stepping closer to jack's desk. "Something is seriously wrong! I don't know why she isn't telling me what it is but someone needs to find out..I'm worried." Vaughn added and looked down at the floor. Jack took a minute to take it all in, "Very well Mister Vaughn if you're that adamant I'll find out about the meeting and talk to Sydney."
Vaughn nodded. "Thank you." He found his way back to his desk and started back up on his paper work. He couldn't concentrate not knowing what was bothering Sydney.
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Jack didn't think much of what Vaughn had said but it stayed in the back of his mind. When he finished what he was doing he wondered around and looked for Kendall. He found him dictating directions to some poor low-level agent.
Jack waited patiently till he was finished. Kendall turned around that's when he saw Jack. "What can I do for you?" He questioned while letting out a sigh. "I was informed that Sydney attended a meeting of some sort this morning, I was wondering what about?"
"Jack I'm afraid I can't tell you about that." Kendall said and then started walking through the ops center.
Jack followed though, not satisfied with his answer. "Excuse me sir, I'm her father and I want to know what the meeting was about."
Kendall abruptly stopped and turned to him, "That's confidential and I'm not going to tell you. I suggest you get back to work and forget about it."
Jack stopped and wasn't happy. He decided to try to pry it from his daughter. He figured he'd have better luck there then he would have with Kendall. He strode back to his office and quickly picked up the phone, dialing Sydney's number.
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I woke up to hear ringing in my ear. I reached over and grabbed the extra pillow lying on the bed and placed it over me head, covering my ear. I still heard it though. I fluttered my eyes open and moved the pillow. After looking around and regaining my bearings I got up and dug through my bag on the ground for my phone. It had been ringing for awhile but I reached it before it reverted to my voice mail.
"Sydney." I answered. I walked back over to my bed with the phone and laid down.
"Sydney?"
"Dad? What's wrong?" I rubbed the sleepies out of my eyes and tried to concentrate.
"I was just about to ask you the same thing. Agent Vaughn came to me earlier worried about you, are you okay?" Jack asked letting his worried ness shine through a little.
I paused, "He came to you?"
"Yes he said you had a meeting this morning and you came out upset and left immediately."
"Yeah, I needed to leave."
"What was the meeting and with whom? I asked Kendall but he said it was confidential."
I wracked my brain. I needed to talk to someone about this but I wasn't allowed to. I was going to just say I was fine but I couldn't. "Dad, can we meet?" Protocol and rules never stopped me before so I wasn't going to let them stop me now.
Jack was relieved she was going to talk to him. "The warehouse, asap."
"Okay. I'll be right down." I hung up at that and got up to get changed and ready. I still had my work suit on and by now it was all wrinkled. I picked out a pair of blue jeans and a red tank top and gray zip-up sweatshirt.
I didn't bother with make-up and fixing my hair. I just brushed my hair out and then grabbed my purse and keys.
The drive to the warehouse was short, but maybe that was in part to the 5 red lights I ran and the speed of my travel. I got there soon enough and my father was already there. I wasted no time and marched right in there.
I saw my father sitting on a crate with a worried look on his face. When I opened the gate he heard me and looked up. I smiled at him to try to calm him but his features didn't change from their worried state, rather he stood nervously. "Sydney what went on this morning?"
I walked over and found a seat of my own on an old crate. Once I sat down I opened my mouth and began to tell. "I met with a counterintelligence analyst from Langley this morning. He was asking me questions looking to seek out a possible double-crosser." I purposely left whom out.
He didn't miss it though, "Who?" I looked at my hands that were neatly folded on my lap and my eyes began to fill again with tears. I looked up and tried not to choke over the word, "Vaughn."
***How is it so far? Let me know, R/R. I'll keep writing!