Author's Note: I don't know anything about McLean, Virginia; and I was too lazy to research it, so please bare with what I wrote. Thanks guys you are great!
Chapter 14 – Phone Calls
The ringing dies down and slowly I wake up. My neck is sore, my head is pounding. The room is dead silent, and completely dark. How long have I been passed out? I push myself up from my slumped position, my eyes starting to adjust to the dark.
"Vaughn?" No answer. I glance over to the couch, I don't see anything. Please just be the darkness. I crawl over to the couch, searching with my hands for a body to be there. There's nothing. No! Tears start to pour from my eyes. Not Vaughn. Not right now. I knew this was going to happen. I knew this would be ruined, and I knew Sloane would have something to do with it. I push myself up slowly, anger rising in my blood, giving me strength. I move towards the wall, and feel the switch. I'm too scarred to turn on the lights.
"Vaughn?!?" I can barely choke out the word. I'm trembling all over. Light floods the room, and I quickly close my eyes. The pain of the light is nothing compared to what I feel when I open my eyes to an empty room. I reach into my pocket and grab my cell phone. I feel something else in there. I grab it and pull it out with the phone. It's another monopoly card; just looking at it makes me sick.
I just stare at the orange card as if it's going to explode. I can't focus in on it; my vision is distorted by tears. The front reads 'Take a Walk on the Boardwalk', I flip over the card and read the message Sloane has scribbled on it; 'Bring Sark to Atlantic City in five days'. I read the card over and over. Nothing is mentioned about Vaughn. I shove the card back into my pocket, panic taking over. I dial the first number that comes to my mind. "Daddy?"
"Sydney? What's wrong?" His voice is surprisingly full of emotion.
"The house it was a set-up." I hear Dad sigh on the other end. I hear him shout at Weiss to get into his office immediately. "Daddy," I'm trying to get his attention back. "Daddy, it wasn't Zanna."
"What?" he practically makes me deaf.
"It was Cassie. She's been working for Sloane for years. She set this up, she used Calvin for information. She was also working with Sark. There's a photo of her birthday where he's lurking in the background." I ramble it all out while he tries to interrupt me.
"Sydney… Sydney… wait do you need extraction?"
"No I'm fine. They took Vaughn, and left another message. Sloane wants us to meet him in Atlantic City, and deliver Sark. Cassie called him, she called Sloane. They were expecting Zanna to show up. So they took Vaughn. We have to get Vaughn back!" I hear Dad mumbling to Eric to sit down.
"Sydney, calm down. Get on a flight as soon as possible and head back to LA. I'll get Zanna in here, and see what she knows about the Cassie Sark connection." He pauses, and takes a deep breath. He's blaming himself for this. "Take care."
"Daddy, it's not your fault."
"Take care" and he hangs up on me. I grab the frame off the wall and rip open the back and steal the photo that has Sark in it, and head towards the airport.
*****
I hear Jack yell at me from the down the hall. Thank goodness, I need to get out of this room. My head is swimming with mixed emotions. She sits there in the chair, obviously hurt, I want to ignore Jack and take her with me, take her away from this. Yet, the nasty voice in the back of my head tells me she started this. I tired to be there for her and she pulled back.
She's staring out the window looking toward Jack's office. I get a glance at her eyes, they are filled with tears, but she's able to keep them from falling. I swallow the lump in my throat and walk out of the office. I look back and see her turn away as a tear falls.
I try to gain composure as I walk towards Jack's office. She pulled away, but then again her whole life has been ripped away from her. I shake my head and clear all my thoughts. I enter his office and he's on the phone. Jack is actually looking frazzled, my heart drops; something is really wrong. Jack tells me to take a seat and I follow. He starts to pace behind his desk.
He's talking to Sydney, something's wrong. Jack hangs up and practically ignores me. He paces behind his desk; I clear my throat and Jack's head snaps to my direction. "The house was a set-up, Sloane now has Vaughn." My stomach drops, right away, Vaughn captive. I feel betrayed; I fell for the bad girl. Jack gives me a look as if he can read my thoughts, "It wasn't Zanna. She had nothing to do with this. It was her partner's wife, Cassie." I feel sick, I blamed her first, I should have known better. Jack takes another breath. "I need you to go question Zanna about Sark."
"But she said she didn't know who Sark was?"
Jack reaches in a cabinet and pulls a folder. He tosses it to me, "She may not know him as Sark. Seems Sydney found a photo of him in the house…"
Jack gets cut off by his phone ringing,
*****
"This is Jack. Yes... I need you to track everyone who has left all airports surrounding McLean, Virginia… Send them to me immediately." I start to pace again. Sark's words ring in my head, "Where is she Jack?" He knew. Eric starts to get up to leave, I turn on him, "Wait, I think you should take her down to Sark. He knew she was here." Confusion spreads over his whole face, "Trust me, and take her to talk to him." Eric nods and leaves. I walk to the door and shut it behind him; I close the blinds too. Sloane played this perfect. I'm a mess; and this whole situation reminds me of Irina.
Chapter 14 – Phone Calls
The ringing dies down and slowly I wake up. My neck is sore, my head is pounding. The room is dead silent, and completely dark. How long have I been passed out? I push myself up from my slumped position, my eyes starting to adjust to the dark.
"Vaughn?" No answer. I glance over to the couch, I don't see anything. Please just be the darkness. I crawl over to the couch, searching with my hands for a body to be there. There's nothing. No! Tears start to pour from my eyes. Not Vaughn. Not right now. I knew this was going to happen. I knew this would be ruined, and I knew Sloane would have something to do with it. I push myself up slowly, anger rising in my blood, giving me strength. I move towards the wall, and feel the switch. I'm too scarred to turn on the lights.
"Vaughn?!?" I can barely choke out the word. I'm trembling all over. Light floods the room, and I quickly close my eyes. The pain of the light is nothing compared to what I feel when I open my eyes to an empty room. I reach into my pocket and grab my cell phone. I feel something else in there. I grab it and pull it out with the phone. It's another monopoly card; just looking at it makes me sick.
I just stare at the orange card as if it's going to explode. I can't focus in on it; my vision is distorted by tears. The front reads 'Take a Walk on the Boardwalk', I flip over the card and read the message Sloane has scribbled on it; 'Bring Sark to Atlantic City in five days'. I read the card over and over. Nothing is mentioned about Vaughn. I shove the card back into my pocket, panic taking over. I dial the first number that comes to my mind. "Daddy?"
"Sydney? What's wrong?" His voice is surprisingly full of emotion.
"The house it was a set-up." I hear Dad sigh on the other end. I hear him shout at Weiss to get into his office immediately. "Daddy," I'm trying to get his attention back. "Daddy, it wasn't Zanna."
"What?" he practically makes me deaf.
"It was Cassie. She's been working for Sloane for years. She set this up, she used Calvin for information. She was also working with Sark. There's a photo of her birthday where he's lurking in the background." I ramble it all out while he tries to interrupt me.
"Sydney… Sydney… wait do you need extraction?"
"No I'm fine. They took Vaughn, and left another message. Sloane wants us to meet him in Atlantic City, and deliver Sark. Cassie called him, she called Sloane. They were expecting Zanna to show up. So they took Vaughn. We have to get Vaughn back!" I hear Dad mumbling to Eric to sit down.
"Sydney, calm down. Get on a flight as soon as possible and head back to LA. I'll get Zanna in here, and see what she knows about the Cassie Sark connection." He pauses, and takes a deep breath. He's blaming himself for this. "Take care."
"Daddy, it's not your fault."
"Take care" and he hangs up on me. I grab the frame off the wall and rip open the back and steal the photo that has Sark in it, and head towards the airport.
*****
I hear Jack yell at me from the down the hall. Thank goodness, I need to get out of this room. My head is swimming with mixed emotions. She sits there in the chair, obviously hurt, I want to ignore Jack and take her with me, take her away from this. Yet, the nasty voice in the back of my head tells me she started this. I tired to be there for her and she pulled back.
She's staring out the window looking toward Jack's office. I get a glance at her eyes, they are filled with tears, but she's able to keep them from falling. I swallow the lump in my throat and walk out of the office. I look back and see her turn away as a tear falls.
I try to gain composure as I walk towards Jack's office. She pulled away, but then again her whole life has been ripped away from her. I shake my head and clear all my thoughts. I enter his office and he's on the phone. Jack is actually looking frazzled, my heart drops; something is really wrong. Jack tells me to take a seat and I follow. He starts to pace behind his desk.
He's talking to Sydney, something's wrong. Jack hangs up and practically ignores me. He paces behind his desk; I clear my throat and Jack's head snaps to my direction. "The house was a set-up, Sloane now has Vaughn." My stomach drops, right away, Vaughn captive. I feel betrayed; I fell for the bad girl. Jack gives me a look as if he can read my thoughts, "It wasn't Zanna. She had nothing to do with this. It was her partner's wife, Cassie." I feel sick, I blamed her first, I should have known better. Jack takes another breath. "I need you to go question Zanna about Sark."
"But she said she didn't know who Sark was?"
Jack reaches in a cabinet and pulls a folder. He tosses it to me, "She may not know him as Sark. Seems Sydney found a photo of him in the house…"
Jack gets cut off by his phone ringing,
*****
"This is Jack. Yes... I need you to track everyone who has left all airports surrounding McLean, Virginia… Send them to me immediately." I start to pace again. Sark's words ring in my head, "Where is she Jack?" He knew. Eric starts to get up to leave, I turn on him, "Wait, I think you should take her down to Sark. He knew she was here." Confusion spreads over his whole face, "Trust me, and take her to talk to him." Eric nods and leaves. I walk to the door and shut it behind him; I close the blinds too. Sloane played this perfect. I'm a mess; and this whole situation reminds me of Irina.