That night when she explained this all to Vaughn, he wasn't exactly happy
to hear it. He was, in fact, furious. "Why would Will tell you where he
was?", "The CIA needs to do something about this!", "Sydney there is
nothing we can do."
Sydney on the other hand had some ideas of her own. She could just picture Sloane, sitting there in Taipei, biding his time until her child was born. She hated him so much for threatening her happiness like this. She never thought another human being was capable of feeling what she did, but she did. It was pure, untainted hatred.
"We have to do something." Sydney countered. "We can't just sit here while Sloane threatens to do god knows what with our daughter. If in fact this baby is a girl. I still haven't given up hope that this will be a boy, and this nightmare won't come true. But, what if this is a girl Vaughn? What if Sloane is just waiting to come here and take our baby? Vaughn. how can we just.." She tried desperately to control the flow of tears from her eyes. It didn't seem like she was even capable of having a rational discussion anymore, without breaking down into tears. Hormones, she hated them too.
"Sydney you're 33 weeks pregnant. What are you proposing we do?" Vaughn said, pulling off his shoes, and undoing his belt.
"I don't know. But every maternal fiber in my body is telling me to do something." Sydney said crawling into bed and pulling the covers over herself.
"I understand that. I feel that way too." Vaughn said sliding in next to her.
"I know. I know." She said, pulling him toward her and kissing him softly, before nuzzling into his chest. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
It wasn't long before she was awoken again. She looked around unsure of what had caused her to wake so suddenly. She hadn't been dreaming, the house seemed quiet, but still she felt something wrong. The sound of a car starting, alerted her senses. She crept out of bed, quietly, avoiding awaking Vaughn.
She padded quickly out the bedroom door, and into the foyer. As she reached the front door she caught a glimpse of a red tail light at the top of the driveway before it vanished into the night. Sydney took a moment to asses the situation. She realized that it had been the sound of a car door slam, that had awoken her. She peered out through the window and noticed something lying on the welcome mat, just outside the door. Taking a good look around, through the window, she began to undo the locks one by one. Once the door was freed, she opened it slowly, standing behind it for protection, just in case. But once the door was pulled wide and a long moment passed, she stepped out into the cold night air.
The package was small laying there, the size of a letter, but slightly larger. Sydney reached down and picked it up, before scurrying back inside and redoing all of the locks. Glancing out the window one last time, Sydney turned and went into the kitchen. It was completely dark, save the moonlight streaming in through the window. She flicked on the light, and went directly for the fridge. Unwrapping another of her pre-made milkshakes she sat at the table and looked over her package. It appeared to be a very thick letter, and when she opened it her suspicions were confirmed. She began reading cautiously, unsure of what to do.
'Dear Sydney, I have missed your presence in my life dearly. I know that you do not reciprocate my feelings, but I cannot pretend that I do not feel them. You know that I have always loved you, as if you were my own. You have a special spirit, one that can and never will be repressed.
You should know that I hold you in the highest regard. Your relationship with my wife was so special, and I know it brought great joy to her life. You will always be a source of joy in my life, and though I cannot share that with Emily, she is always watching.
I'm afraid I've made too many mistakes in my life. I've done many, many things I regret. But one thing I will always cherish, is the time I spent getting to know you. Even under the pretense of SD-6, we had a bond Sydney. I will forever be in your debt, for all you have taught and shown me. My life has been well enriched by your presence.
Now, we are enemies, or so you assume. I however, would like for you to know, that I do not consider you to be so. The things that create the chasm between us, will forever be that which binds us so tightly together. You are like a daughter to me, and as such I will always love you unconditionally. If you knew what I knew, or had seen what I've seen, you would not feel that my actions had the intent to harm you, or those you love. As I'm sure you know, everything happens for a reason. What you don't yet know, is that reason.
There are so many things you need to learn, and you will learn them. I have so much to offer you, if you would only let me. I am not here to be your enemy in this life. I am here as your guide, and as a guide to a much greater force than either you or I could ever imagine.
Humans spend their entire lives seeking meaning. What I offer you now is a glimpse into the knowledge I have about that meaning. You are a very big part of that. What I have dedicated my life to is about a greater meaning. My cause is a just one, and you would understand that if you let me show you.
Finding meaning is not something one can be forced to do. I know you Sydney, and I know that when it comes down to it, you will never be forced into anything. I hope you will always know that I have loved you, and that I have faith in you. You have always been an amazing woman, and you still have amazing things yet to do.
The Prophesy holds great things for you Sydney. It is up to you whether you choose to claim them or not. I have seen great things, I have seen your path. I know what you desire to know. I can tell you. I can help you. I can make sure you fulfill your destiny. Please consider my offer.
Sincerely,
Arvin Sloane +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Sydney on the other hand had some ideas of her own. She could just picture Sloane, sitting there in Taipei, biding his time until her child was born. She hated him so much for threatening her happiness like this. She never thought another human being was capable of feeling what she did, but she did. It was pure, untainted hatred.
"We have to do something." Sydney countered. "We can't just sit here while Sloane threatens to do god knows what with our daughter. If in fact this baby is a girl. I still haven't given up hope that this will be a boy, and this nightmare won't come true. But, what if this is a girl Vaughn? What if Sloane is just waiting to come here and take our baby? Vaughn. how can we just.." She tried desperately to control the flow of tears from her eyes. It didn't seem like she was even capable of having a rational discussion anymore, without breaking down into tears. Hormones, she hated them too.
"Sydney you're 33 weeks pregnant. What are you proposing we do?" Vaughn said, pulling off his shoes, and undoing his belt.
"I don't know. But every maternal fiber in my body is telling me to do something." Sydney said crawling into bed and pulling the covers over herself.
"I understand that. I feel that way too." Vaughn said sliding in next to her.
"I know. I know." She said, pulling him toward her and kissing him softly, before nuzzling into his chest. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
It wasn't long before she was awoken again. She looked around unsure of what had caused her to wake so suddenly. She hadn't been dreaming, the house seemed quiet, but still she felt something wrong. The sound of a car starting, alerted her senses. She crept out of bed, quietly, avoiding awaking Vaughn.
She padded quickly out the bedroom door, and into the foyer. As she reached the front door she caught a glimpse of a red tail light at the top of the driveway before it vanished into the night. Sydney took a moment to asses the situation. She realized that it had been the sound of a car door slam, that had awoken her. She peered out through the window and noticed something lying on the welcome mat, just outside the door. Taking a good look around, through the window, she began to undo the locks one by one. Once the door was freed, she opened it slowly, standing behind it for protection, just in case. But once the door was pulled wide and a long moment passed, she stepped out into the cold night air.
The package was small laying there, the size of a letter, but slightly larger. Sydney reached down and picked it up, before scurrying back inside and redoing all of the locks. Glancing out the window one last time, Sydney turned and went into the kitchen. It was completely dark, save the moonlight streaming in through the window. She flicked on the light, and went directly for the fridge. Unwrapping another of her pre-made milkshakes she sat at the table and looked over her package. It appeared to be a very thick letter, and when she opened it her suspicions were confirmed. She began reading cautiously, unsure of what to do.
'Dear Sydney, I have missed your presence in my life dearly. I know that you do not reciprocate my feelings, but I cannot pretend that I do not feel them. You know that I have always loved you, as if you were my own. You have a special spirit, one that can and never will be repressed.
You should know that I hold you in the highest regard. Your relationship with my wife was so special, and I know it brought great joy to her life. You will always be a source of joy in my life, and though I cannot share that with Emily, she is always watching.
I'm afraid I've made too many mistakes in my life. I've done many, many things I regret. But one thing I will always cherish, is the time I spent getting to know you. Even under the pretense of SD-6, we had a bond Sydney. I will forever be in your debt, for all you have taught and shown me. My life has been well enriched by your presence.
Now, we are enemies, or so you assume. I however, would like for you to know, that I do not consider you to be so. The things that create the chasm between us, will forever be that which binds us so tightly together. You are like a daughter to me, and as such I will always love you unconditionally. If you knew what I knew, or had seen what I've seen, you would not feel that my actions had the intent to harm you, or those you love. As I'm sure you know, everything happens for a reason. What you don't yet know, is that reason.
There are so many things you need to learn, and you will learn them. I have so much to offer you, if you would only let me. I am not here to be your enemy in this life. I am here as your guide, and as a guide to a much greater force than either you or I could ever imagine.
Humans spend their entire lives seeking meaning. What I offer you now is a glimpse into the knowledge I have about that meaning. You are a very big part of that. What I have dedicated my life to is about a greater meaning. My cause is a just one, and you would understand that if you let me show you.
Finding meaning is not something one can be forced to do. I know you Sydney, and I know that when it comes down to it, you will never be forced into anything. I hope you will always know that I have loved you, and that I have faith in you. You have always been an amazing woman, and you still have amazing things yet to do.
The Prophesy holds great things for you Sydney. It is up to you whether you choose to claim them or not. I have seen great things, I have seen your path. I know what you desire to know. I can tell you. I can help you. I can make sure you fulfill your destiny. Please consider my offer.
Sincerely,
Arvin Sloane +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++