"You watched me die?" She breathed. Vaughn looked away sharply. "You told
me you thought I was dead."
"Ms. Bristow, I'm sorry we cannot tell you anything more." Kendall turned to leave.
"Sydney," Vaughn stopped and inhaled deeply. "You were shot," He paused again. "You died." He looked away again.
"Mr. Vaughn, you need to leave, now!" Kendall yelled from the door way.
"No wait, Vaughn what are you talking about." She said crossing toward the doorway. The armed guarded stopped her before she reached him. She stood there and watched as Vaughn and Kendall walked away, followed by their entourage of armed guards.
She couldn't tell how long she stood their but she just stood trying to process what Vaughn had just told her. Her thoughts were interrupted by a guard delivering her breakfast. She took it and slowly ate. After she finished she fell back to sleep in her cold metal cot.
Later she was awakened by a guard and escorted back to the medical wing. The doctors explained how the hypnosis worked and then sat her down in the small room.
She began having flashbacks immediately. First she was fighting with Francie, then she woke up in a hospital bed. When this flash ended another began. This time she was lying on a bed, her mother was there, her father too. Then Sloane entered the room, and her parents left. Then she was left in darkness.
"Ms. Bristow. I think that's enough for today." The doctor brought her back from her memories.
"No, I want to keep going." Sydney insisted.
"I don't think it's wise. Your memories have been deeply repressed, and I don't think it was natural."
"I don't care. I need to know what has happened to me."
"Alright. Once again, close your eyes. I'm going to count backwards from ten, when I reach one you will find yourself in a deep sleep, at zero I want you to go back to the place which you were one year ago. Okay, Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six, Five, Four, Three, Two.."
Sydney felt her self slowly drifting off to sleep. He consciousness was waning fast, and she was focused on the sound of the doctor's voice alone.
Sydney could hear the doctors asking questions but was unsure how to answer.
"Sydney where are you?"
She wasn't sure. It was as if her senses were not working. She could hear, see, and smell nothing. All she could do was concentrate on this one feeling. She was in a dark place, alone, or at least she thought this was true. But it was impossible to be sure. She waited, but her emotions were the only things accompanying her. She was scared, but not intensely so. Sort of indifferent, but aware. It was a mixture of feelings she'd never felt before.
"Is anyone there with you?"
"No." She blurted out before realizing that she was wrong. There was someone there with her. She just couldn't figure out who it was. She was overwhelmed by feelings of excitement, and joy but still she was unable to see or hear.
"What do your surroundings look like?"
"I don't know." She cried, frustrated at her lack of palpable senses.
"That's alright. Sydney can you tell me what day it is?"
She thought frantically. She knew the date, she was sure of it. She was flustered for a second before it came to her instantly.
"It's Sunday." She sighed, relieved to find some reality.
"Where are you?"
"I'm outside." She said, calming quickly.
"Good Sydney, what are you doing."
Reality seemed to rush back to Sydney all at once. She could still feel the strong emotions coursing through her body, but she was now aware of what was going on.
"I'm running, through the park. It's a beautiful day."
"Wonderful. Are you alone?"
"Yes. I wanted to be alone." Sydney replied trying to remember why it was she'd taken the run. She thought back. She and Vaughn were arguing. She decided to run and clear her head. There was something that she wanted to tell him. She couldn't remember what it was.
"Fast forward Sydney. What happens after the run?"
"I'm home again. Vaughn's made dinner. He's sorry, he doesn't want to argue anymore. I'm sorry too."
Sydney smiled and glanced at the picture on the wall. It was her father. She tried to think of him, but was suddenly reminded of the present. She panicked.
"Where is my father. I can't remember. The Double." She said frantically, memories flooding her brain."
"Okay Sydney I'm going to count to five, when I reach five you'll wake up. One, Two, Three, Four, Five."
She awoke suddenly. Her head was spinning.
"Sydney I think you should rest now. That was a very good session. The last memory you had was very clear. You remembered details, and were very calm. I think we'll make a lot of progress if this keeps up." The doctor handed her a glass of water.
As she began to drink it Vaughn came into the room.
"Excuse me, you can't be in here." The doctor said standing to face Vaughn. Vaughn ignored him, and brushed past him.
"Sydney, you're identity has been confirmed I'm taking you home." He said pulling her out of the chair.
"What are you talking about? Vaughn." He grabbed her hand and started toward the exit. As they crossed the room, Kendall walked through the door, and blocked their way.
"Mr. Vaughn what the hell do you think you're doing?"
"Ms. Bristow, I'm sorry we cannot tell you anything more." Kendall turned to leave.
"Sydney," Vaughn stopped and inhaled deeply. "You were shot," He paused again. "You died." He looked away again.
"Mr. Vaughn, you need to leave, now!" Kendall yelled from the door way.
"No wait, Vaughn what are you talking about." She said crossing toward the doorway. The armed guarded stopped her before she reached him. She stood there and watched as Vaughn and Kendall walked away, followed by their entourage of armed guards.
She couldn't tell how long she stood their but she just stood trying to process what Vaughn had just told her. Her thoughts were interrupted by a guard delivering her breakfast. She took it and slowly ate. After she finished she fell back to sleep in her cold metal cot.
Later she was awakened by a guard and escorted back to the medical wing. The doctors explained how the hypnosis worked and then sat her down in the small room.
She began having flashbacks immediately. First she was fighting with Francie, then she woke up in a hospital bed. When this flash ended another began. This time she was lying on a bed, her mother was there, her father too. Then Sloane entered the room, and her parents left. Then she was left in darkness.
"Ms. Bristow. I think that's enough for today." The doctor brought her back from her memories.
"No, I want to keep going." Sydney insisted.
"I don't think it's wise. Your memories have been deeply repressed, and I don't think it was natural."
"I don't care. I need to know what has happened to me."
"Alright. Once again, close your eyes. I'm going to count backwards from ten, when I reach one you will find yourself in a deep sleep, at zero I want you to go back to the place which you were one year ago. Okay, Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six, Five, Four, Three, Two.."
Sydney felt her self slowly drifting off to sleep. He consciousness was waning fast, and she was focused on the sound of the doctor's voice alone.
Sydney could hear the doctors asking questions but was unsure how to answer.
"Sydney where are you?"
She wasn't sure. It was as if her senses were not working. She could hear, see, and smell nothing. All she could do was concentrate on this one feeling. She was in a dark place, alone, or at least she thought this was true. But it was impossible to be sure. She waited, but her emotions were the only things accompanying her. She was scared, but not intensely so. Sort of indifferent, but aware. It was a mixture of feelings she'd never felt before.
"Is anyone there with you?"
"No." She blurted out before realizing that she was wrong. There was someone there with her. She just couldn't figure out who it was. She was overwhelmed by feelings of excitement, and joy but still she was unable to see or hear.
"What do your surroundings look like?"
"I don't know." She cried, frustrated at her lack of palpable senses.
"That's alright. Sydney can you tell me what day it is?"
She thought frantically. She knew the date, she was sure of it. She was flustered for a second before it came to her instantly.
"It's Sunday." She sighed, relieved to find some reality.
"Where are you?"
"I'm outside." She said, calming quickly.
"Good Sydney, what are you doing."
Reality seemed to rush back to Sydney all at once. She could still feel the strong emotions coursing through her body, but she was now aware of what was going on.
"I'm running, through the park. It's a beautiful day."
"Wonderful. Are you alone?"
"Yes. I wanted to be alone." Sydney replied trying to remember why it was she'd taken the run. She thought back. She and Vaughn were arguing. She decided to run and clear her head. There was something that she wanted to tell him. She couldn't remember what it was.
"Fast forward Sydney. What happens after the run?"
"I'm home again. Vaughn's made dinner. He's sorry, he doesn't want to argue anymore. I'm sorry too."
Sydney smiled and glanced at the picture on the wall. It was her father. She tried to think of him, but was suddenly reminded of the present. She panicked.
"Where is my father. I can't remember. The Double." She said frantically, memories flooding her brain."
"Okay Sydney I'm going to count to five, when I reach five you'll wake up. One, Two, Three, Four, Five."
She awoke suddenly. Her head was spinning.
"Sydney I think you should rest now. That was a very good session. The last memory you had was very clear. You remembered details, and were very calm. I think we'll make a lot of progress if this keeps up." The doctor handed her a glass of water.
As she began to drink it Vaughn came into the room.
"Excuse me, you can't be in here." The doctor said standing to face Vaughn. Vaughn ignored him, and brushed past him.
"Sydney, you're identity has been confirmed I'm taking you home." He said pulling her out of the chair.
"What are you talking about? Vaughn." He grabbed her hand and started toward the exit. As they crossed the room, Kendall walked through the door, and blocked their way.
"Mr. Vaughn what the hell do you think you're doing?"
