Chapter 6
Lauren's POV
I ran after Michael as he ran back into the building. I saw him back at his desk. I slowly walked up to him.
"I'll think of something. But I am not gonna lose you again Syd. I'm not gonna lose you."
I stopped in my tracks. He took off the head set and rubbed his forehead.
"You do love her Michael." I said.
His head shot up. "Lauren, that's not true."
"Michael! You're lying to me! I know you still love her. If you help her escape, I will report you to Lindsay." I said, crossing my arms.
Now I had the power. I could make him do whatever I wanted him to do.
He sighed and stood up. "You do that Lauren, because you know what? I do love her!" He yelled.
I nodded. "I knew it." She said, staring at me.
"Lauren, you will never ever understand the bond that Sydney and I have. I have never stopped loving her. Even when I met you. I don't know what I was thinking when I asked you to marry me. I betrayed her. I betrayed her. I know that you haven't fully loved me either Lauren." He said.
I felt tears falling down my cheeks. "I knew that this was never going to work. When I said yes' to you, I knew it was a mistake. I knew that you still loved her, even though she wasn't back. I can't believe I threw almost 2 years of my life away. You're not worth it, Michael Vaughn. This marriage is over!"
I slid my wedding ring off my finger and threw it on his desk. I stormed away and walked back to my car.
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Sydney's POV
I turned off my comm. Link and turned to Marshall. "I can't go back to the plane!" I cried.
Marshall turned to me in surprise. "Say what?" He asked me.
"I can't go back. Vaughn just contacted me and there's a team waiting for me. You can go back, but just say I never made it out of the building. Please Marshall!"
We quickly walked away from the building because it was going to explode any second. Sure enough it blew up, showering red sparks everywhere.
"Syd, what are you going to do?" He asked me.
"I don't know, but you have to go back. I don't want you to get dragged into this. But please! Don't say anything about this to anyone!"
Marshall pulled off his mask and smiled. "I care about you Syd, and I won't let anything happen to you." He gave me a hug. I hugged him back.
"Thanks Marshall." I said. We broke apart and he handed me his cell phone and hurried off towards the plane.
I turned on my comm. Link to listen to what was happening back at the plane. Five minutes later, I heard something.
"Freeze! Hands in the air!" I heard a few men shout.
I also heard a bunch of footsteps.
"All right!" Marshall cried.
"Where's Agent Bristow?" One of the men asked.
"I don't know!" Marshall began to sob. He did a very good job of pretending to be upset. "I came out ahead of her and she stayed back in to make sure that the bomb was set up properly. A few minutes later, the building blew up. She never made it out."
I heard a groan and then another man's voice speaking. I recognized it as Lindsay's. "Get back to that building! I want a team to search it for her. I don't believe that she never made it out."
I gasped and took off down the alley.
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Vaughn's POV
I quickly hurried through the Joint Task Force Building to find Jack. I saw him over with Kendall.
"Jack, can I talk to you?" I asked.
Jack nodded to Dixon and he left Jack and I to talk in privacy.
"Lauren told the NSC about Syd and they set up a team to retrieve her in Moscow. I alerted her about it, and she took off before they could get her. I'll need your help to help her."
Jack stared at me for a few seconds. "Ok."
We hurried out to the parking lot and we got in Jack's car. I heard my cell phone ringing and I quickly answered it, hoping that it would be Sydney.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Vaughn it's me. They're coming after me. Where should I go?"
"I know you're not gonna like this, but there's someone who can help you." I said. I glanced at Jack and he nodded in approvement.
"Who?" She asked.
"Sloane." I replied.
"What?" She cried.
"Syd, he's on our side now. He has an office in Moscow." I gave her the address. "Get there as soon as you can. We'll be there shortly.
"Thanks Michael."