A/N: Hope you have enjoyed this story thus far. Please do not rag on me too much, about the technical aspects of the investigation. I am not a cop. The closest I get to an investigation is a non-conformance document for continuous improvement. This is just a short one.
Two hours:
Vaughn, sitting at the bed side of a very pale Will Tippen, finally discovers and is relieved to discover that Fran, not Sydney is the double. "I was going through the reports, there was a resemblance, you know? Then I started to think about Francine and…" Will started to cry. Vaughn moved closer to the bed and placed his hand on Will's shoulder. Will continued, "I went to the bathroom and found Francine's drugs… you know, the ones for not rejecting the DNA…"
"Sure Will."
"So… when I found it, I called Sydney. Her cell dropped me into voice mail, I told her what I could, but then I thought I heard… Francine was around the corner, with that knife. How could I not know? How?"
"It's OK Will. She was trained, knowledgeable… about Fran and her life."
"You will find her, the real Francine I mean? Please Vaughn."
"Yes, we will find her."
The room fell quiet. Both men sat in quiet thoughts about the women in their lives. Will spoke up a few minutes later. "Vaughn, what about Sydney, she isn't here? Was she hurt?"
Vaughn was torn at what to tell him, but decided to give him the truth. "As far as we know at this time… Sydney shot the double three times in the chest. We also believe that Sydney was hurt, stabbed also, but that can't be confirmed until… well until the tests come back from the lab… or…"
"Sydney is not dead, Vaughn. She kicked but, then went into hiding. So she is just waiting from the all clear."
"She didn't take her gun, or her phone. Her car is still in the driveway and she has not attempted any contact. Will, she may have been taken. Sloan got away from us and her mother told her that Sydney is still the key to that dam prophesy. If she were hurt or unconscious, it may have been easy for Sloan to take her."
The room fell quiet again. "We've got to find them, Vaughn." Will's voice was quiet but determined. Vaughn could not find his voice. He closed his eyes and nodded.
~ to be continued ~