Dishes done, kids in bed- or something like that - and all quiet on the
western front, Sydney and Vaughn sat on the floor in front of the fireplace
in their bedroom. Neither had spoken in some time, but both enjoyed the
quiet of the other's presence. The fire crackled lightly, and Sydney sat
mesmerized by the flames. Vaughn was mesmerized by Sydney. After the
stressful day he had had, he was so grateful just to be sitting there
taking her in. The peace was interrupted, however, by a knock at the door.
"Come in." Vaughn called, shifting to see who was there.
"Uh.Dad the phone's for you." Damien said walking toward them, and handing Vaughn the phone.
"Oh, I didn't even hear in ring." Vaughn said taking the phone. "Thanks." He called to Damien as he shut the door behind himself.
"Hello."
"Mr. Vaughn?" A voice came through the phone that Vaughn didn't recognize.
"Yes, who is this?"
'My name is Tony. Jack Bristow sent me. I've been monitoring the gate. There is someone here to see you. His name is Greg Weiss. He claims he is a friend of yours."
"It's alright thank you."
"Okay I'll send him down."
Vaughn hung up the phone and smiled at Sydney.
"Who was that?" she smiled.
"Oh, just a solicitor." Vaughn lied, unsure what to tell her. Sydney smiled, and put her head down on his shoulder with a sigh. "Hey now, there will be no heavy sighing in this house. Only laughter and shouts of joy." Vaughn kissed her head.
"Sounds good to me." Sydney said closing her eyes.
Within an instant the doorbell rang, jerking Sydney's eyes open once again.
"I'll go see who it is." Vaughn said standing up.
Sydney smiled and settled back against the bed.
Vaughn walked into the hallway and toward the front door. He could see Weiss standing outside. He unlocked the door and opened it. Weiss stood there, held at gun point by Irina Derevko. "Sorry man." Weiss said as he brushed past Vaughn into the entry way. Vaughn was shocked to see Irina, and stood for a moment not moving.
"I'm sorry Michael, I had to see you." Irina said stepping across the threshold. As Vaughn closed the door Irina looked around the dark house and smiled. As Vaughn locked the deadbolt, he made a snap decision. Quietly he motioned for Weiss and Irina to go downstairs. They did, and Vaughn headed toward the door to his bedroom. He poked his head in the door and saw Sydney had fallen asleep in front of the fire. He quietly closed the door again, and went downstairs.
Irina stood inspecting the furnishings of the basement, while Weiss had gone straight for the fridge behind the bar. "What are you doing here?" Vaughn demanded in hushed tones.
"We need to talk." Irina said, glancing at Weiss.
"Fine. Weiss what are you doing here?" Vaughn said quietly.
"Kendall left me here. I was supposed to make sure you guys didn't leave the country or anything. And then.,."
"I needed a way to get past Jack's guards undetected." Irina said cutting him off.
"Alright. WE need to talk." Vaughn said looking directly at Irina. "Weiss you can use the spare bedroom upstairs. Don't disturb Ryan."
"Alright, thanks." Weiss said as he started up the stairs. After Weiss was out of sight Vaughn motioned toward the couch. Irina complied and took a seat. Vaughn sat at the opposite end.
"So talk." He said softly.
"I understand that Kendall was here today, and that he threatened Sydney." She didn't wait for him to respond. "There are things I can't explain Michael, things that you and Sydney aren't meant to know. But there are things that you need to know. As Sydney's husband you will be the one to see her through this. Jack and I can no longer be there for Sydney the way you can, and I need to know that you're ready for this. For Sydney's sake, as well as her children."
"Of course I'm here for Sydney. What the hell are you talking about?" Vaughn stained to keep his voice down.
"The CIA cannot take Sydney into custody. Do you understand that?"
"What is this all about? Enough of this bull shit, Irina, tell me what is going on."
"I can't. As much as I wish I could tell you. It is not my place." Irina shook her head. She could feel herself wanting to tell him everything, wanting to end it here and now. But she couldn't. She had tried so many times in the past to alter this course of events. It was impossible. Even if she did tell him everything now, it would all still happen. Some way, somehow it always found a way to work itself out.
"Than why are you here? You know I love Sydney, that I would give anything for her, that I will protect her with my life. What is it you're here for?"
"Jack is on his way here. He has information for Sydney regarding Kendall's intentions."
"What information?"
"It is about The Prophesy."
"And you know what this information is. So why are you here, why not just wait for Jack to come and tell us?"
"Because you need to know first. You need to be prepared."
"Stop with the cryptic bull shit Irina. Tell me."
Irina looked Vaughn firmly in the eye, as if determining his ability to handle this information.
"Kendall now believes that it isn't Sydney in The Prophesy, or myself." She paused letting it sink in. "He believes it is Sydney's child. And he is determined to find out if this is true."
"The Rambaldi page depicted a woman. Why would Kendall want Ryan?"
"Because it is likely that if one child possesses the traits Rambaldi described, all the others will. Kendall believes that if Ryan proves to have the marks, than a daughter of your would as well."
"This is crazy. This is absolutely insane."
"Michael. Think about how this will affect Sydney. When Jack tells her this, she will be scared, and upset, and in very much pain."
"No shit. I'm feeling all those same things right now.." He paused. "What can I do to prove this wrong."
"It's not as easy as before. We cannot show the baby Mt. Sabacio. There is no way to know until she is born."
"So you believe it too. That this baby is a girl, and that she will be the one to 'wield ultimate power unto utter desolation", that is what you are telling me. This is a load of shit Irina. How can you believe this."
"You have seen the same things I have Michael. You know that Rambaldi was more than a load of shit. And Sydney is relying on your cool head. You need to find a way to remain calm."
"You're telling me that my daughter is going to.. To do these things, and that the CIA, NSC, everyone knows it. What am I supposed to do Irina, keep a cool head, and be here for Sydney. But how do I protect Sydney, how do I protect my daughter?" Vaughn's head was spinning. He could barely hear Irina speak.
"That is what you need to understand. You can protect neither Sydney, nor your daughter from this."
"That's unacceptable. You're either wrong or you're lying Irina. Tell me your lying about this. Tell me that you're lying and that all of this is just going to go away."
"You know that I cannot do that. I love Sydney more than anything in this world, and it has been the hardest thing I'll ever have to do to accept this. Events have been set in motion, that are irreversible. None of us can alter them."
"I can't accept that, you know I can't."
"That's just it Michael, you have to accept it."
"Come in." Vaughn called, shifting to see who was there.
"Uh.Dad the phone's for you." Damien said walking toward them, and handing Vaughn the phone.
"Oh, I didn't even hear in ring." Vaughn said taking the phone. "Thanks." He called to Damien as he shut the door behind himself.
"Hello."
"Mr. Vaughn?" A voice came through the phone that Vaughn didn't recognize.
"Yes, who is this?"
'My name is Tony. Jack Bristow sent me. I've been monitoring the gate. There is someone here to see you. His name is Greg Weiss. He claims he is a friend of yours."
"It's alright thank you."
"Okay I'll send him down."
Vaughn hung up the phone and smiled at Sydney.
"Who was that?" she smiled.
"Oh, just a solicitor." Vaughn lied, unsure what to tell her. Sydney smiled, and put her head down on his shoulder with a sigh. "Hey now, there will be no heavy sighing in this house. Only laughter and shouts of joy." Vaughn kissed her head.
"Sounds good to me." Sydney said closing her eyes.
Within an instant the doorbell rang, jerking Sydney's eyes open once again.
"I'll go see who it is." Vaughn said standing up.
Sydney smiled and settled back against the bed.
Vaughn walked into the hallway and toward the front door. He could see Weiss standing outside. He unlocked the door and opened it. Weiss stood there, held at gun point by Irina Derevko. "Sorry man." Weiss said as he brushed past Vaughn into the entry way. Vaughn was shocked to see Irina, and stood for a moment not moving.
"I'm sorry Michael, I had to see you." Irina said stepping across the threshold. As Vaughn closed the door Irina looked around the dark house and smiled. As Vaughn locked the deadbolt, he made a snap decision. Quietly he motioned for Weiss and Irina to go downstairs. They did, and Vaughn headed toward the door to his bedroom. He poked his head in the door and saw Sydney had fallen asleep in front of the fire. He quietly closed the door again, and went downstairs.
Irina stood inspecting the furnishings of the basement, while Weiss had gone straight for the fridge behind the bar. "What are you doing here?" Vaughn demanded in hushed tones.
"We need to talk." Irina said, glancing at Weiss.
"Fine. Weiss what are you doing here?" Vaughn said quietly.
"Kendall left me here. I was supposed to make sure you guys didn't leave the country or anything. And then.,."
"I needed a way to get past Jack's guards undetected." Irina said cutting him off.
"Alright. WE need to talk." Vaughn said looking directly at Irina. "Weiss you can use the spare bedroom upstairs. Don't disturb Ryan."
"Alright, thanks." Weiss said as he started up the stairs. After Weiss was out of sight Vaughn motioned toward the couch. Irina complied and took a seat. Vaughn sat at the opposite end.
"So talk." He said softly.
"I understand that Kendall was here today, and that he threatened Sydney." She didn't wait for him to respond. "There are things I can't explain Michael, things that you and Sydney aren't meant to know. But there are things that you need to know. As Sydney's husband you will be the one to see her through this. Jack and I can no longer be there for Sydney the way you can, and I need to know that you're ready for this. For Sydney's sake, as well as her children."
"Of course I'm here for Sydney. What the hell are you talking about?" Vaughn stained to keep his voice down.
"The CIA cannot take Sydney into custody. Do you understand that?"
"What is this all about? Enough of this bull shit, Irina, tell me what is going on."
"I can't. As much as I wish I could tell you. It is not my place." Irina shook her head. She could feel herself wanting to tell him everything, wanting to end it here and now. But she couldn't. She had tried so many times in the past to alter this course of events. It was impossible. Even if she did tell him everything now, it would all still happen. Some way, somehow it always found a way to work itself out.
"Than why are you here? You know I love Sydney, that I would give anything for her, that I will protect her with my life. What is it you're here for?"
"Jack is on his way here. He has information for Sydney regarding Kendall's intentions."
"What information?"
"It is about The Prophesy."
"And you know what this information is. So why are you here, why not just wait for Jack to come and tell us?"
"Because you need to know first. You need to be prepared."
"Stop with the cryptic bull shit Irina. Tell me."
Irina looked Vaughn firmly in the eye, as if determining his ability to handle this information.
"Kendall now believes that it isn't Sydney in The Prophesy, or myself." She paused letting it sink in. "He believes it is Sydney's child. And he is determined to find out if this is true."
"The Rambaldi page depicted a woman. Why would Kendall want Ryan?"
"Because it is likely that if one child possesses the traits Rambaldi described, all the others will. Kendall believes that if Ryan proves to have the marks, than a daughter of your would as well."
"This is crazy. This is absolutely insane."
"Michael. Think about how this will affect Sydney. When Jack tells her this, she will be scared, and upset, and in very much pain."
"No shit. I'm feeling all those same things right now.." He paused. "What can I do to prove this wrong."
"It's not as easy as before. We cannot show the baby Mt. Sabacio. There is no way to know until she is born."
"So you believe it too. That this baby is a girl, and that she will be the one to 'wield ultimate power unto utter desolation", that is what you are telling me. This is a load of shit Irina. How can you believe this."
"You have seen the same things I have Michael. You know that Rambaldi was more than a load of shit. And Sydney is relying on your cool head. You need to find a way to remain calm."
"You're telling me that my daughter is going to.. To do these things, and that the CIA, NSC, everyone knows it. What am I supposed to do Irina, keep a cool head, and be here for Sydney. But how do I protect Sydney, how do I protect my daughter?" Vaughn's head was spinning. He could barely hear Irina speak.
"That is what you need to understand. You can protect neither Sydney, nor your daughter from this."
"That's unacceptable. You're either wrong or you're lying Irina. Tell me your lying about this. Tell me that you're lying and that all of this is just going to go away."
"You know that I cannot do that. I love Sydney more than anything in this world, and it has been the hardest thing I'll ever have to do to accept this. Events have been set in motion, that are irreversible. None of us can alter them."
"I can't accept that, you know I can't."
"That's just it Michael, you have to accept it."