AN: Thanks to Jade who's been constantly reviewing my fic over at FF.net. :) Now flashing back to my "evil" cliffhanger....

Chapter 8

Vaughn's POV

I walked quickly through the hospital doors; my heart pounding inside me. Different scenarios flashed through my head. Looking at a window I was passing, I saw many wrinkles on my forehead. I prayed that nothing had gone wrong and that Sydney was fine. I regretted leaving her alone. Seeing Eric sitting outside the door to Sydney's room, I ran to him.

"What happened, Eric? Please tell me Sydney is okay."

"Come on, let's get you inside." We walked inside the room and I gasped.

"Sydney!"

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"Where is she?" Panic seized me as I saw an empty bed where Sydney was supposed to be laying. I felt like I couldn't breathe.

"I need you to be calm, Mr. Vaughn." I looked over at the doctor standing in front of me with frustration.

"Calm? You want me to stay calm? My wife is missing! What the hell happened here?"

"She woke up. We only left her for a minute, maybe less. The nurses were getting some things together so they could run some tests on her. I was paged to the surgery room, and your friend, Mr. Weiss, was busy calling you and her father. When the nurses came back, she was gone. We don't know how it could have happened. This hospital has the highest security there is."

I stood there frozen, letting the doctor's words slowly sink in. He may not know how it could have happened, but I did. There was only one explanation for this. Irina. It was just like that woman to take her away just when I had gotten her back again. Didn't she have anything better to do than make my life miserable?

Without speaking to anyone, I strolled out of the room and towards the hospital exit. I could hear Eric's footsteps behind me trying to catch up. When he did, I told him to get a CIA team down here to search Sydney's hospital room in case there was any clue there that would lead them to Sydney even though I doubted there would be.

"Where are you going?"

"To find information." He just nodded knowing where I was headed.

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I walked into CIA headquarters and found Jack waiting for me. From the look on his face, I knew he had heard what had happened.

"I'm going to talk with Sark."

"Last time you did that, all that happened was you roughed him up a little. Let me handle this my way." Trusting that Jack knew what he was doing, we headed to Sark's cell.

We didn't talk much as we headed there, but I was worried to see that Jack looked almost panicked. He wasn't one to show many emotions. Any emotion was gone from his face though as soon as we saw Sark.

"Here to beat me up again, Mr. Vaughn?"

"Sorry to disappoint you, Sark, but Sydney's father will be talking to you this time."

We went into the cell and I saw Jack take out a vial.

"Do you remember drinking anything recently, Mr. Sark?" He looked skeptically at Jack, but nodded slightly.

"Water, right? The guard brought it in to you?"

"What's your point?" Jack smirked at him.

"I thought you were smarter than that, Sark. You should know better than to drink anything someone else gives you. That so called water was a virus that slowly decays your body from the inside out. It works rather quickly. Have you been feeling nauseous yet?" I could tell that Jack was getting to him and on closer inspection, his face seemed paler than normal and he looked somewhat flushed.

"You're lying."

"Don't believe me then. You'll find out soon enough for yourself." Sark shook his head.

"You wouldn't kill me. You couldn't. You need me to get information."

"I have plenty of informants, Mr. Sark. There is no need for you." Sark nodded at the vial.

"Is that the antidote?"

"Yes and as could be expected, there is a price for it. Where was Irina Derevko last?"

"She's in France in Grenoble near the Alps. Her alias there is Katherine Hardenne. It's a small place, you'll be able to find her." Jack handed Sark the vial.

"It will only stop the virus for a couple of days. If this information is false, you will die a painful death."

With that, we left to make plans for a trip to France, hoping we would find Sydney there.

*sorry for the shortness. Also if you ever been Grenoble and it's not a small place, please excuse me. I just picked out a town off the map. lol. Next chapter will be all Sydney's POV.