AN: Sorry for the long wait. Great guesses btw, everyone! Onto the fic...enjoy and please review!
Thankies to Michelle, my beta!
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Chapter 3
Sydney's POV
"What are you doing here?"
"I told you. I need to talk to you." I gave a bitter laugh. Like he would ever want to just talk.
"What are you really here about?"
"Just following orders." He smiled and pulled a gun out of his pocket.
"If you wanted to kill me, you would have done it a long time ago. Do you really think that gun scares me? I may be out of the spy business, but I can still kick your butt."
He laughed. "I could kill you in a second, but I've just been ordered to bring you in."
I wasn't going to listen to him any longer. Kicking the gun easily out of his hands, I grabbed him by the collar and slammed him into a wall.
"So Sark, who are you working for this time?"
"You actually think I would tell you?" Just then the door opened and I turned around to see who it was.
"Mrs. Vaughn, do you have.." As soon as Abby saw what was going on, she screamed. The distraction was enough for Sark to maneuver out of my grasp and grab his gun.
"Your little student here better not cause any trouble for me." I clenched my fists in anger and moved in front of Abby to protect her.
"Don't you dare touch her." Abby had stopped screaming, but was now crying very loudly. I tried to calm her down, but it was useless.
"Look, I'll leave with you if you just leave her alone." I was scared, not for myself because I could defend myself, but for Abby. She didn't deserve to get hurt because of me.
"I'm not sure if that's possible. You see if she goes, she'll know what I look like and could easily lead someone to find me. I'm not willing to take that risk."
"Then I won't go. Not until her safety is guaranteed."
"You are in no position to make any demands, Mrs.Vaughn." With that, he drew his gun and my trained eyes watched as the trigger got pulled slowly back and a bullet split through the air.
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Vaughn's POV
I sat in my office staring blankly at the files piled on my desk. No matter how I tried, I couldn't concentrate. There was this nagging feeling that was telling me something was wrong. I opened a drawer and pulled out a coin that I used to play with. It was a little dusty from non-use. I remembered when I first met Sydney. This coin was worn out a lot because of my constant worrying.
"Uh oh, trouble with the missus?" I looked up and saw Weiss leaning against the doorframe.
"What do you mean?" I almost laughed as he rolled his eyes at me.
"You only take out that coin when you're thinking about Sydney and something's wrong."
I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. "It's nothing really. I just had this nightmare and it's been bugging me all morning."
"Really? What was the nightmare about?" I could tell by his amused expression that he would just laugh.
"I'm not going to tell you if you're not going to take it seriously."
"Oh, come on. I always take things seriously. Don't comment on that." I laughed. Weiss was great when I needed to stop worrying about something. He could always find the humor in situations.
"Oh by the way, the reason I came in here was to tell you that Kendall moved the meeting to an earlier time."
I raised my eyebrow. "Really? When?"
"In about five minutes." With that, he left my office and quickly walked away. I shook my head in annoyance. It was just like him to be so last minute about things. Hurriedly gathering the things I would need for the meeting, I went to the meeting room.
Just as I took my seat and waited for Kendall to start, my cell phone rang. Quickly picking it up, I murmured an apology to everyone and stepped outside to take the call.
"Hello?"
"Mike, it's Francie."
"Hey Francie, could we talk later? I'm kind of in the middle of an important meeting."
"Are you near a television?"
"What?" What was Francie getting at here? What was going on?
"Something's going on at Sydney's school. It happened early this morning. Someone was shot, but they're not sure who. I don't like the sound of this, Michael."
"Oh my god, when did you hear about this?" All that was running through my mind was that hopefully Sydney was alright.
"Just a few minutes a go. I was taking a break at the restaurant and turned on the TV and saw Sydney's school. I knew you would want to know about this."
"Thanks, Francie. I'm going to go see what's wrong and I'll give you a call if I find out anything."
"Thanks, Mike. Bye."
"Bye." I hung up the phone and ran back inside the meeting room.
"I have to leave."
"What? Agent Vaughn, sit down. This meeting is very important to the security of our country."
"I don't have time for this, Sir. Something could be wrong with my wife and that is far more important to me than some meeting."
"What? What's wrong with Sydney?" I had forgotten that Jack was also in the room. Turning to him, I briefly told him what Francie had told me.
"Then I'm leaving too." With that, Jack and I left to go to Sydney's school and see what was going on. As Jack drove closer to the school, I couldn't help, but feel that something was wrong and our lives would never be the same.
