Title: Critical Measures
Author: P.K.
Summery: Even the dead cannot speak the truth without knowing it first; Sydney's life after her sudden reappearance.
Rating: PG-13 (just in case)
Disclaimers: Every new possession loads us with a new weariness.
John Ruskin
So in other words, Alias isn't mine.
Chapter 3: Mime
Jack Bristow looked down at his daughter. She indeed was awake.
Seeing Jack's face caused her to start crying. Pain fed tears ran down her face, as did his. He hadn't even seen one and only daughter in almost two years.
"Sydney, they're going to take the tube out of your mouth. Its going to hurt a little bit, if you understand blink twice."
She did.
"Ok nurse she's ready."
The moment the tube was out of her mouth she started coughing hard, which caused her head to spin.
"Its ok Miss Bristow" the nurse said dripping small amounts of water into Sydney's mouth.
"Dad?"
"Yes, Sydney, it's me."
"What happened?"
"We found you a week ago laying by the gravestone the CIA set up for you. You've been here sense then."
"Grave stone? Dad, what's going on?"
Pain flashed across the usually stony face of Jack Bristow. 'She doesn't know?!'
"Sydney, you don't remember?"
"Remember what Dad? What are you talking about? Please tell me!" She cried out trying to sit up. Both Jack and the nurse rushed forward to hold her down.
"Let go of me! What's going on! What aren't you telling me?!" She shrieked.
"Hold still Sydney!" The nurse yelled, "You have fractured skull, you have to hold still."
Almost as soon as she said it pain exploded inside her head along with Vaughn and Weiss at the door.
Sydney fell back against the pillows that now propped her up into a sitting position.
"Jack what's going on?" Vaughn said jumping into the room.
"She doesn't remember." Jack said quietly taking a seat next to Sydney's bed.
"She doesn't, not a thing?" Vaughn said, a blank heartbroken look coming across his face.
"What don't I remember!?" Sydney said, tears cascading down her face.
Vaughn took a look at Sydney. She still looked like she had been beaten, even though the bruises on her face where disappearing and the cuts almost gone. The bandage the hid the gash on her head was still there though. She looked the same though, like the two missing years had never happened. But he knew that that wasn't true.
"Vaughn!" She said as she caught sight of her lover. He immediately ran over to her.
She sobbed into his shoulder. "Vaughn, P.please baby, t.te.. tell me what's going on!" she sobbed. Sydney had lost all control, and that was what made everything go topsy turvy. The Sydney of the past was as almost a rival to her father when it came to keeping her emotions under control, but this Sydney, this Sydney had spun out of control. But who could blame her? She had been tossed into another world.
Vaughn began weeping too.
"Sydney, you've." He didn't think he could say it.
"I've been what? Tell me please!" She pleaded with him
"You've been missing for almost two years."
All of a sudden everything stopped. Sydney just sat there and looked at Vaughn then at her Father. He nodded his head, telling her that what Vaughn had told her was true. She looked around desperately trying to get something out of everyone, trying to find some clue that what Vaughn had said wasn't true. She couldn't accept that.but clearly it was, Vaughn.her father.they couldn't, no, they wouldn't lie to her.
A/N: More? Its 7:47, I've written three chapters in less than 4 hours, a record for me I guess. (Woohoo!) But to make it 10 times better would be if you reviewed. So please click the little "OK" button in the left hand corner and type me anything your heart desires. I love hearing about you're ideas and especially your opinion, even if you think they're stupid. So please review!
Sincerely,
The self proclaimed (:: evil laugh:: Muuuaahahaha "Sydney's turning evil in the next eppy!") Queen of Alias;
P.K.
Author: P.K.
Summery: Even the dead cannot speak the truth without knowing it first; Sydney's life after her sudden reappearance.
Rating: PG-13 (just in case)
Disclaimers: Every new possession loads us with a new weariness.
John Ruskin
So in other words, Alias isn't mine.
Chapter 3: Mime
Jack Bristow looked down at his daughter. She indeed was awake.
Seeing Jack's face caused her to start crying. Pain fed tears ran down her face, as did his. He hadn't even seen one and only daughter in almost two years.
"Sydney, they're going to take the tube out of your mouth. Its going to hurt a little bit, if you understand blink twice."
She did.
"Ok nurse she's ready."
The moment the tube was out of her mouth she started coughing hard, which caused her head to spin.
"Its ok Miss Bristow" the nurse said dripping small amounts of water into Sydney's mouth.
"Dad?"
"Yes, Sydney, it's me."
"What happened?"
"We found you a week ago laying by the gravestone the CIA set up for you. You've been here sense then."
"Grave stone? Dad, what's going on?"
Pain flashed across the usually stony face of Jack Bristow. 'She doesn't know?!'
"Sydney, you don't remember?"
"Remember what Dad? What are you talking about? Please tell me!" She cried out trying to sit up. Both Jack and the nurse rushed forward to hold her down.
"Let go of me! What's going on! What aren't you telling me?!" She shrieked.
"Hold still Sydney!" The nurse yelled, "You have fractured skull, you have to hold still."
Almost as soon as she said it pain exploded inside her head along with Vaughn and Weiss at the door.
Sydney fell back against the pillows that now propped her up into a sitting position.
"Jack what's going on?" Vaughn said jumping into the room.
"She doesn't remember." Jack said quietly taking a seat next to Sydney's bed.
"She doesn't, not a thing?" Vaughn said, a blank heartbroken look coming across his face.
"What don't I remember!?" Sydney said, tears cascading down her face.
Vaughn took a look at Sydney. She still looked like she had been beaten, even though the bruises on her face where disappearing and the cuts almost gone. The bandage the hid the gash on her head was still there though. She looked the same though, like the two missing years had never happened. But he knew that that wasn't true.
"Vaughn!" She said as she caught sight of her lover. He immediately ran over to her.
She sobbed into his shoulder. "Vaughn, P.please baby, t.te.. tell me what's going on!" she sobbed. Sydney had lost all control, and that was what made everything go topsy turvy. The Sydney of the past was as almost a rival to her father when it came to keeping her emotions under control, but this Sydney, this Sydney had spun out of control. But who could blame her? She had been tossed into another world.
Vaughn began weeping too.
"Sydney, you've." He didn't think he could say it.
"I've been what? Tell me please!" She pleaded with him
"You've been missing for almost two years."
All of a sudden everything stopped. Sydney just sat there and looked at Vaughn then at her Father. He nodded his head, telling her that what Vaughn had told her was true. She looked around desperately trying to get something out of everyone, trying to find some clue that what Vaughn had said wasn't true. She couldn't accept that.but clearly it was, Vaughn.her father.they couldn't, no, they wouldn't lie to her.
A/N: More? Its 7:47, I've written three chapters in less than 4 hours, a record for me I guess. (Woohoo!) But to make it 10 times better would be if you reviewed. So please click the little "OK" button in the left hand corner and type me anything your heart desires. I love hearing about you're ideas and especially your opinion, even if you think they're stupid. So please review!
Sincerely,
The self proclaimed (:: evil laugh:: Muuuaahahaha "Sydney's turning evil in the next eppy!") Queen of Alias;
P.K.