Title: Learning to Live Again
Author: Cara
Disclaimer: The things I would do with the characters if Alias belonged to
me. I'm content just watching though. JJ- you're a legend!
Rating: PG (In Australia we have different ratings and PG is suitable for
anyone)
Chapter: 6 Answers.
Author's note: I love kids but I don't know that much about them
considering I'm 16 and the youngest in my family. Can a 17-month-old walk
properly and how much can they talk?
Thanks Colly! I'm using your suggestion and I loved the feedback. So bright
and colorful! Hope you like the chapter.
'Arvin Sloane planned the takedown of the Alliance. He out mastered you all. Sydney, Sloane knew that you and Jack were double agents. He chose not to reveal it for two reasons. Even though you've betrayed him in the worst way he can imagine, he still considers you a daughter in some sick twisted way. Secondly, he knew that if he held on to the knowledge that you were working for the CIA for long enough, he could soon use it to his advantage. Emily is still alive. At the present moment, she and Sloane are missing. They were last seen in Europe but disappeared before my contacts could reach them. It was he who captured you Sydney. Francie's double was spy and reported back to him anything that you did.'
Sydney sat down on the bed. Her daughter stirred in her sleep and then turned over. 'So let me get this straight. Sloane captured me with the help of my best friend's clone. I had a daughter but can't even remember being pregnant. You've escaped from the CIA and are now you're..?'
'At the present moment I'm kind of running my own intelligence. Believe me when I say that a lot of time and energy has been devoted to finding you. I've had four agents killed on the job while on missions in attempt to find you.'
'Don't give me this crap mum. Sloane only considers me a daughter because he felt sorry for me. When you 'died' my life ended. You've betrayed my country again. I HATE YOU. Annabelle is never going to grow up in your presence.'
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She was lying on a bed held down at her ankles, wrists and neck. Sydney faintly heard voices in the background but they weren't speaking English. She couldn't quite make out what it was until they came a little bit closer.
'She's pregnant.'
Now who could they have been talking about? There was no one else in the room. She strained to hear more of the Romanian conversation.
'What are we to do with her now? No one expected this. Didn't Arvin say she was in peak physical condition? She's been on missions over the last couple of weeks. Arvin's been tracking the CIA to know what they've been doing with Bristow. She mustn't know. She may lose the baby if we torture her. Maybe we should do an abortion.'
Sydney nearly stopped breathing. She was pregnant. Vaughn's baby was inside her and they were prepared to kill it. She had to get out.
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'Wake up Syd. You're going to have to stop doing this.' 'Vaughn. I had a flashback. I was in Romania when first captured. They wanted to terminate the pregnancy.' 'What else can you remember sweetie?' 'There were two men there. They were speaking Romanian and talking about how Arvin didn't know that I was pregnant.'
Annabelle opened her eyes. 'I'm hungry Momma.'
Sydney and Vaughn turned to their daughter. She rubbed her eyes sleepily. They realized that this wasn't the time and place to have this conversation and Vaughn picked up Annabelle while Sydney called a taxi. Irina stood in the corner watching the young family.
'Where are you going to go?' 'Away from here. Away from you. I will contact you if I need answers.'
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'Can we please have a suite with two beds?' 'Certainly monsieur. Come right this way.'
Sydney and Vaughn followed the Frenchman until he came to room 17. 'Enjoy your stay. If you ever need anything, feel free to ring downstairs. Dial 0 to get out. And may I add what a beautiful little girl you have.' 'Thank you. She is rather precious.'
They entered the hotel suite. True to its name, The Royal was fit for a king. There were two bedrooms, a main room with a big TV and a fireplace and a bathroom complete with a large spa.
'Well ladies, we're rather lacking possessions. Shall we spend the rest of the day in Paris getting some clothes, food and toys?'
'Yes Yes!' answered an excited Annabelle. 'Good Daddy!'
Both parents laughed took one of Annabelle's hands. Let's enjoy today.
'Arvin Sloane planned the takedown of the Alliance. He out mastered you all. Sydney, Sloane knew that you and Jack were double agents. He chose not to reveal it for two reasons. Even though you've betrayed him in the worst way he can imagine, he still considers you a daughter in some sick twisted way. Secondly, he knew that if he held on to the knowledge that you were working for the CIA for long enough, he could soon use it to his advantage. Emily is still alive. At the present moment, she and Sloane are missing. They were last seen in Europe but disappeared before my contacts could reach them. It was he who captured you Sydney. Francie's double was spy and reported back to him anything that you did.'
Sydney sat down on the bed. Her daughter stirred in her sleep and then turned over. 'So let me get this straight. Sloane captured me with the help of my best friend's clone. I had a daughter but can't even remember being pregnant. You've escaped from the CIA and are now you're..?'
'At the present moment I'm kind of running my own intelligence. Believe me when I say that a lot of time and energy has been devoted to finding you. I've had four agents killed on the job while on missions in attempt to find you.'
'Don't give me this crap mum. Sloane only considers me a daughter because he felt sorry for me. When you 'died' my life ended. You've betrayed my country again. I HATE YOU. Annabelle is never going to grow up in your presence.'
**********************
She was lying on a bed held down at her ankles, wrists and neck. Sydney faintly heard voices in the background but they weren't speaking English. She couldn't quite make out what it was until they came a little bit closer.
'She's pregnant.'
Now who could they have been talking about? There was no one else in the room. She strained to hear more of the Romanian conversation.
'What are we to do with her now? No one expected this. Didn't Arvin say she was in peak physical condition? She's been on missions over the last couple of weeks. Arvin's been tracking the CIA to know what they've been doing with Bristow. She mustn't know. She may lose the baby if we torture her. Maybe we should do an abortion.'
Sydney nearly stopped breathing. She was pregnant. Vaughn's baby was inside her and they were prepared to kill it. She had to get out.
***********************
'Wake up Syd. You're going to have to stop doing this.' 'Vaughn. I had a flashback. I was in Romania when first captured. They wanted to terminate the pregnancy.' 'What else can you remember sweetie?' 'There were two men there. They were speaking Romanian and talking about how Arvin didn't know that I was pregnant.'
Annabelle opened her eyes. 'I'm hungry Momma.'
Sydney and Vaughn turned to their daughter. She rubbed her eyes sleepily. They realized that this wasn't the time and place to have this conversation and Vaughn picked up Annabelle while Sydney called a taxi. Irina stood in the corner watching the young family.
'Where are you going to go?' 'Away from here. Away from you. I will contact you if I need answers.'
********************
'Can we please have a suite with two beds?' 'Certainly monsieur. Come right this way.'
Sydney and Vaughn followed the Frenchman until he came to room 17. 'Enjoy your stay. If you ever need anything, feel free to ring downstairs. Dial 0 to get out. And may I add what a beautiful little girl you have.' 'Thank you. She is rather precious.'
They entered the hotel suite. True to its name, The Royal was fit for a king. There were two bedrooms, a main room with a big TV and a fireplace and a bathroom complete with a large spa.
'Well ladies, we're rather lacking possessions. Shall we spend the rest of the day in Paris getting some clothes, food and toys?'
'Yes Yes!' answered an excited Annabelle. 'Good Daddy!'
Both parents laughed took one of Annabelle's hands. Let's enjoy today.