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AN: This is set prior to SD-6's destruction, so Sloan could get his. (He he , this will be fun!! *evil grin*)
Another AN: This is a THWACK. THWACKS were started by the almighty Fruitcake and since the creation, has driven many people off the edge of sanity into Fruitcake-ville. Enjoy the ride!
Summery: Sydney Bristow becomes possessed by the THWACK
Chapter One: Breakdown
Sydney Bristow was tired. She flopped on her sofa with a long sigh. The house was silent, Francie and Will being at the restaurant, so Syd was left with her thoughts.
Everything was at a stand still. SD-6 was going strong and Sloan was being all paranoid with his wife reaching out from beyond the grave, and the tension was so thick you could cut it with a 2 by 4. The CIA was no closer to taking down SD-6 than they were a month ago. All they ever had her do was take whatever Sloan wanted and give him a false one, or a doctored copy. It was frustrating. And on top of it, the sexual tension with Vaughn was reaching a breaking point. Either he make a move, or she was gonna do something drastic.
Suddenly, her phone rang. She picked it up. "Hello?"
"Joe's Pizza?" a male voice asked.
"Sorry, wrong number."
Hanging up, Sydney jumped off the couch and grabbing her purse, walked out the door.
Entering the warehouse, dressed in her sweats, Sydney walked over to the cage where she saw a tall, blonde, green eyed man.
"Vaughn."
The man turned and, seeing her, grinned.
"Hey Syd." He waited for her to walk into the cage and motioned for her to pull up a crate before taking a seat on one across from her.
"I just wanted to tell you that since you brought back that disk, we have been able to see whatever Sloan does. It is a real breakthrough for the CIA."
"Yeah, no problem." she said. It doesn't bring us any closer to bringing down the Alliance, but hey, anything for my country. She thought, wryly.
"Kendall wants you to let us know if Sloan says anything that might tip us off to what he is looking for, ok?" Vaughn replied.
"Sure."
An awkward pause. He better say something quick... she thought.
"Syd..." he started.
"Yeah?"
He looked at her with his gorgeous green eyes and sighed. "Never mind. I'll see you later." He stood up from a crate.
As she looked at him, something inside her seemed to break. That DOES it! she thought as her eyes flashed eerily.
She stood up and walked up behind him as he went to walk out of the cage.
THWACK! She hit him upside the head. Hard.
"OW!" he exclaimed. "Sydney, what was that for?"
"For not telling me how you feel!! Cut it out with the adolescent crap!" she said as she stormed off, leaving him puzzled and rubbing the back of his head.
There we go! My first chapter of my first Fic! Be gentle kind reviewers! Constructive criticism welcomed, flames will be used to create a FlambŽ of Fruitcake!
Join the Fruitcake Alliance at fruitcakehq@yahoo.com
And Coming Soon: Thwackage.com, Where all Fruitcakes can be nutty!
AN: This is set prior to SD-6's destruction, so Sloan could get his. (He he , this will be fun!! *evil grin*)
Another AN: This is a THWACK. THWACKS were started by the almighty Fruitcake and since the creation, has driven many people off the edge of sanity into Fruitcake-ville. Enjoy the ride!
Summery: Sydney Bristow becomes possessed by the THWACK
Chapter One: Breakdown
Sydney Bristow was tired. She flopped on her sofa with a long sigh. The house was silent, Francie and Will being at the restaurant, so Syd was left with her thoughts.
Everything was at a stand still. SD-6 was going strong and Sloan was being all paranoid with his wife reaching out from beyond the grave, and the tension was so thick you could cut it with a 2 by 4. The CIA was no closer to taking down SD-6 than they were a month ago. All they ever had her do was take whatever Sloan wanted and give him a false one, or a doctored copy. It was frustrating. And on top of it, the sexual tension with Vaughn was reaching a breaking point. Either he make a move, or she was gonna do something drastic.
Suddenly, her phone rang. She picked it up. "Hello?"
"Joe's Pizza?" a male voice asked.
"Sorry, wrong number."
Hanging up, Sydney jumped off the couch and grabbing her purse, walked out the door.
Entering the warehouse, dressed in her sweats, Sydney walked over to the cage where she saw a tall, blonde, green eyed man.
"Vaughn."
The man turned and, seeing her, grinned.
"Hey Syd." He waited for her to walk into the cage and motioned for her to pull up a crate before taking a seat on one across from her.
"I just wanted to tell you that since you brought back that disk, we have been able to see whatever Sloan does. It is a real breakthrough for the CIA."
"Yeah, no problem." she said. It doesn't bring us any closer to bringing down the Alliance, but hey, anything for my country. She thought, wryly.
"Kendall wants you to let us know if Sloan says anything that might tip us off to what he is looking for, ok?" Vaughn replied.
"Sure."
An awkward pause. He better say something quick... she thought.
"Syd..." he started.
"Yeah?"
He looked at her with his gorgeous green eyes and sighed. "Never mind. I'll see you later." He stood up from a crate.
As she looked at him, something inside her seemed to break. That DOES it! she thought as her eyes flashed eerily.
She stood up and walked up behind him as he went to walk out of the cage.
THWACK! She hit him upside the head. Hard.
"OW!" he exclaimed. "Sydney, what was that for?"
"For not telling me how you feel!! Cut it out with the adolescent crap!" she said as she stormed off, leaving him puzzled and rubbing the back of his head.
There we go! My first chapter of my first Fic! Be gentle kind reviewers! Constructive criticism welcomed, flames will be used to create a FlambŽ of Fruitcake!
Join the Fruitcake Alliance at fruitcakehq@yahoo.com
And Coming Soon: Thwackage.com, Where all Fruitcakes can be nutty!
