"Sydney," His voice kept calling her, but she wanted so badly to resist
waking up. "Sydney," He called louder, she could hear the impatient worry
in his voice.
"What." She said rather annoyed. She was having a good dream, and didn't want to leave it behind.
"I'm sorry to wake you my dear." The voice said hurriedly. It took her a moment to place it. Her eyes fluttered open. She was back in the hospital room, and it was Sloane who had so rudely pulled her from her dreams. As reality became clearer, and clearer the magnitude of the situation became apparent. Searching the room with her eyes, she sat up quickly, ignoring the pain in her abdomen. "Sydney it is time." Sloane said placing a hand on her shoulder. Sydney quickly shrugged it off and rubbed her eyes.
"What the hell are you talking about?" She demanded.
"Come Sydney, I'll wait outside. There are clothes on the chair. I know your not fully recovered but it seems that we have no other options." Sloane said turning to leave.
"Where's Vaughn?" Sydney said, maneuvering herself to get out of the bed.
"He's gone Sydney." Sloane said reaching the door, and pausing for a moment before opening it. "He and your mother have gone." ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
After a long and painful struggle into real clothes Sydney slowly emerged from the room. Sloane stood waiting, as promised. She was confused by his earlier words and wished to speak, but interrupted by an approaching guard.
"Mr. Sloane, their ETA is just under ten minutes." The guard said confidently.
"Thank you." Sloane nodded, causing the guard to turn and walk away. "Come Sydney let us go prepare Emma." Sloane said as he led the way. "It is such a lovely name." He commented. Sydney said nothing but followed slowly behind. She couldn't be sure how long it had been since she was last conscious. She wanted to ask, but it took all of her strength to simply keep up with Sloane. As they entered the room, Emma's crying increased. Sydney picked up the pace and quickly scooped up the crying baby. Completely out of breath, she tried to sooth the baby, but Emma continued to cry.
"Shhhhh..Emma, it's alright." Sydney breathed in between gasps from air.
"I'm afraid we must hurry. Let me take her." Sloane said, reaching out to take the baby. Sydney gave him a harsh glare, before starting toward the door herself. Sloane followed, watching Sydney carefully.
As they reentered the large room of the warehouse Sydney cradled Emma close to her chest. Emma's crying began to abate slowly as the soft hum of the Circumference became audible Sloane pulled out a chair for her at the small desk situated near the large device, and the Circumference. Sydney sat gingerly, still rocking Emma in her arms.
"What's going on?" She whispered. Sloane looked at her and smiled. He than looked across the room to one of his guards and nodded. The guard immediately turned and said something to the man next to him before both men turned and hurried into a nearby room. Sydney watched all of this skeptically. She contemplated running, but she was too weak. She kicked herself for wanting to leave now. She'd vowed to finish this once and for all. But that was before Emma.
She took a deep breath, but before she was able to exhale a large group of men came out of the room the guards had just entered. They were carrying two large tables, or what looked like tables. They were obviously heavy, because it took four men to move just one. They quickly neared the spot where Sloane stood and set the two tables parallel to each other, about four feet apart. Sydney watched, completely confused as the men finished, and quickly turned and walked toward the Circumference. One guard went to the computer and typed at it furiously, as Sloane looked on smirking. The others went straight to the device and stood waiting.
A loud noise began to emanate from the circumference itself. Sydney couldn't see what was happening exactly but she saw the seven men move to the other side of the circumference and disappear behind it. She looked to Sloane, mesmerized by all that was happening, but worried beyond anything she could imagine. Emma now lay sleeping in her lap, as Sydney watched Sloane. He was conversing in hushed tones with the man at the computer. Sydney glanced around the room and noticed an exit to the far right. She mentally noted it, and the distance and time it would take to get there.
As she counted the steps it would take to reach the door, the men came back from around the side of the Circumference. They were again carrying something. It was a beautiful tapestry, weaved with brilliant red and gold, and designed in the mark or Rambaldi. The large tapestry was sinking in, in the middle. Something was weighing it down. The men didn't seem to have difficulty carrying it, but quickly carried it to the right most previously placed table. As the laid the tapestry down it's contents became visible. The large tapestry covered the entire table, and then some. In the middle lay the body of Emily Sloane. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
"What." She said rather annoyed. She was having a good dream, and didn't want to leave it behind.
"I'm sorry to wake you my dear." The voice said hurriedly. It took her a moment to place it. Her eyes fluttered open. She was back in the hospital room, and it was Sloane who had so rudely pulled her from her dreams. As reality became clearer, and clearer the magnitude of the situation became apparent. Searching the room with her eyes, she sat up quickly, ignoring the pain in her abdomen. "Sydney it is time." Sloane said placing a hand on her shoulder. Sydney quickly shrugged it off and rubbed her eyes.
"What the hell are you talking about?" She demanded.
"Come Sydney, I'll wait outside. There are clothes on the chair. I know your not fully recovered but it seems that we have no other options." Sloane said turning to leave.
"Where's Vaughn?" Sydney said, maneuvering herself to get out of the bed.
"He's gone Sydney." Sloane said reaching the door, and pausing for a moment before opening it. "He and your mother have gone." ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
After a long and painful struggle into real clothes Sydney slowly emerged from the room. Sloane stood waiting, as promised. She was confused by his earlier words and wished to speak, but interrupted by an approaching guard.
"Mr. Sloane, their ETA is just under ten minutes." The guard said confidently.
"Thank you." Sloane nodded, causing the guard to turn and walk away. "Come Sydney let us go prepare Emma." Sloane said as he led the way. "It is such a lovely name." He commented. Sydney said nothing but followed slowly behind. She couldn't be sure how long it had been since she was last conscious. She wanted to ask, but it took all of her strength to simply keep up with Sloane. As they entered the room, Emma's crying increased. Sydney picked up the pace and quickly scooped up the crying baby. Completely out of breath, she tried to sooth the baby, but Emma continued to cry.
"Shhhhh..Emma, it's alright." Sydney breathed in between gasps from air.
"I'm afraid we must hurry. Let me take her." Sloane said, reaching out to take the baby. Sydney gave him a harsh glare, before starting toward the door herself. Sloane followed, watching Sydney carefully.
As they reentered the large room of the warehouse Sydney cradled Emma close to her chest. Emma's crying began to abate slowly as the soft hum of the Circumference became audible Sloane pulled out a chair for her at the small desk situated near the large device, and the Circumference. Sydney sat gingerly, still rocking Emma in her arms.
"What's going on?" She whispered. Sloane looked at her and smiled. He than looked across the room to one of his guards and nodded. The guard immediately turned and said something to the man next to him before both men turned and hurried into a nearby room. Sydney watched all of this skeptically. She contemplated running, but she was too weak. She kicked herself for wanting to leave now. She'd vowed to finish this once and for all. But that was before Emma.
She took a deep breath, but before she was able to exhale a large group of men came out of the room the guards had just entered. They were carrying two large tables, or what looked like tables. They were obviously heavy, because it took four men to move just one. They quickly neared the spot where Sloane stood and set the two tables parallel to each other, about four feet apart. Sydney watched, completely confused as the men finished, and quickly turned and walked toward the Circumference. One guard went to the computer and typed at it furiously, as Sloane looked on smirking. The others went straight to the device and stood waiting.
A loud noise began to emanate from the circumference itself. Sydney couldn't see what was happening exactly but she saw the seven men move to the other side of the circumference and disappear behind it. She looked to Sloane, mesmerized by all that was happening, but worried beyond anything she could imagine. Emma now lay sleeping in her lap, as Sydney watched Sloane. He was conversing in hushed tones with the man at the computer. Sydney glanced around the room and noticed an exit to the far right. She mentally noted it, and the distance and time it would take to get there.
As she counted the steps it would take to reach the door, the men came back from around the side of the Circumference. They were again carrying something. It was a beautiful tapestry, weaved with brilliant red and gold, and designed in the mark or Rambaldi. The large tapestry was sinking in, in the middle. Something was weighing it down. The men didn't seem to have difficulty carrying it, but quickly carried it to the right most previously placed table. As the laid the tapestry down it's contents became visible. The large tapestry covered the entire table, and then some. In the middle lay the body of Emily Sloane. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++