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"Hey guys!" Francie greeted.
"Hey." Sydney pulled Vaughn by the tie, to the bedroom, where she made it look like they were about to get it going. Instead she reached under her bed, and began to assemble her gun. "Go to the bathroom, and see if you see the Provacillium in there." She ordered. Vaughn nodded, and took his toothbrush off the night table as a cover.
He returned several minutes later ghost white. "Sydney. Its there, but that isn't the only thing I found." He gently, pushed Sydney by the small of her back to the bathroom, where she found Will lying in the bathroom, swimming in his own blood. She had to work hard to suppress the feeling of throwing up.
"Oh god, its true." She softly spoke. "Is he?"'
"No. But close. I already called work. They're on it now."
"Let's get A.G. Doran into custody."
With their guns out, the two stormed out of the bathroom, to find 'Francie' still reading on the couch. "Freeze." Vaughn ordered. Their guns both pointed square at her chest.
Francie did as she was told, but looked calm, as if she was expecting it. "I was wondering how long it would take you to figure it out." She said.
"Not long, after finding my best friend lying in the tub. On your feet." Sydney was noticing a definite contrast between this time and last time. A.G. Doran was much less hostel when she was caught off guard and there were two of them. There was no way that she was going to end up a bloody mess, on the floor surrounded by mirror pieces. In the distance sirens sounded. Vaughn quickly moved and tied her up with some duct tape he had found in the junk drawer while Sydney was keeping Doran in her place.
A medic team came rushing in, with some CIA agents close at tow. Sydney directed them to the bathroom, and it was then that she allowed herself to cry freely.
But these were tears of happiness. Something that she hadn't done in a long time. She was with Vaughn. They could be happy together. They were going away for the weekend together, as it was supposed to be. Will was going to be ok. She already knew that. He was getting medical treatment earlier now. She sat on the edge of her bed, the tears flowing gently down her cheeks. Vaughn came in, and quietly sat on her bed. "Will is going to be ok. They've taken Doran in for interrogation we're going to find Francie."
She turned her head, and began to cry into his shoulder. Francie's fate had already been unfolded to her. She didn't need to know again. "I love you Vaughn." She said.
"I love you too Syd." They sat there, for a while. Sydney, leaning on Vaughn, and both just contempt with the world.
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