Author's Note: I know most Vaughn lover's will probably hate me for kind of cutting him out of Syd's life, But I mean come on, it really turns out for the best. Enjoy, and please send reviews, they help. Thanks. Julie.
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*Oh god* Sydney sat in one of the CIA's private jets, heading to the US. After waking up in an alley in Hong Kong, not knowing where she was, all alone, Sydney had called headquarters. They had told her to go to a safehouse and await an agent. To her surprise, Vaughn had walked into her room, but he brought the worst news. She'd been gone two years, thought dead, Vaughn was married, Will was alive, and she didn't remember the last two years of her life. After trying to escape, Vaughn managed to calm her down and get her on a plane to LA. He now sat across from her explaining what would happen when they got back to LA.
"The director was you to go through a medical examination, to check for any disease, cuts...you will then be brought to headquarters. He wants to talk to you. Syd?"
"Uh...I don't think I can talk to Kendell." She ran her hands through her limp hair.
"Kendell isn't the director anymore, Dixon..."
"Dixon?"
"He was promoted 10 months ago."
"Oh."
Vaughn's cell phone rang, startling the two out of their own trances. With one last look at Sydney, Vaughn left the cabin.
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"Are you ready?" Dixon stood in the outer rim with Sydney. It was two days after she and Vaughn had arrived in LA, and one day after she had had her medical exam. Dixon held the results in his hands. They were going to head into a briefing in headquarters, and Sydney wasn't sure she could do it. She loved Dixon, like a father, but right now she wanted her own. Dixon had denied all her of her questions, telling her they would be answered as best as they could in the briefing.
"Right now, I don't know if I'm ready for anything."
"Syd..."
"No, let's do this." As they went through security, Syd got more and more apprehensive. The walk through the dark office was agonizing, but as soon as she walked into the briefing room, she felt a little better.
Marshall, Carrie, and Weiss all stood by the desks talking, but stopped when Sydney walked in. She smiled at them, and then was suddenly overwhelmed as they rushed at her.
"Syd. God, if you ever disappear again..." Weiss pulled Syd into a tight hug.
Next was Marshall. "Sydney. I'm MAR-SHALL."
"I know who you are, Marshall."
"Don't mind him, he's just a little shaken." Carrie and Sydney hugged, but Syd pulled away when she felt something.
"Carrie are you...."
"Pregnant? Yeah, fifth month."
"It's mine." Marshall popped his head in.
"Are you two...?"
"No." Carrie rolled her eyes.
"We will be."
"Somebody thinks that just because we're having a baby, we should be married."
"Somebody has commitment problems."
"Sorry, we're late." Everyone turned as Vaughn and a blonde woman-obviously his wife-entered.
"Sydney, meet Lauren Reed. The NSC correspondent for the CIA."
"Hello, it is a pleasure to meet you." Sydney reluctantly shook the woman's hand, noting the British accent.
"Senator Reed's daughter." Inside Sydney smiled, she knew she had just hit a nerve with the woman, and she was glad.
"Yes."
"Sydney." Everyone turned and saw Jack standing in the doorway. He was staring at his daughter.
"Dad." Her eyes filled with tears as she ran to him, and they hugged.
After a quick but not the last hello, everyone settled down to listen to Dixon. Sydney sat between her father and Weiss, while Marshall, Carrie, Vaughn and Lauren sat across from them.
"When Intel received your call two days ago Sydney, I can't tell you how surprised we were. Two years ago, the night you last remember, there was a fire at your house..." Sydney spaced out, for she already knew all this, Dixon had filled her in this morning. She went back to paying attention when he came to her medical results. "All your vitals are normal, you are in perfect health. Actually, you seem healthier, stronger, and more toned then the last time we tested you." Sydney smiled, allowing herself at little relief, but stopped when Dixon continued. "There was one thing, though..." This caught everyone's attention. "Sydney, you are pregnant."
"What?" Sydney's voice rung out through the dead silent room.
"To be exact, you are 8 weeks along."
"What? How can this be?" Jack was clearly enraged.
"It is too soon to determine the father, but in two weeks, if you'll allow us, we will conduct a test that will."
"What if she doesn't keep the baby?" Everyone turned to look at Vaughn, especially his wife.
"That is none of your concern." Jack stood up, his anger mounting.
"I am just considering Sydney." Vaughn also stood up.
"You've done enough for her, she is no longer of your concern, and you have other concerns."
"Gentlemen." Dixon raised his own voice. The other two men sat down, but stared daggers at each other. "That decision is Sydney's, and hers alone." They all turned to look at the brunette. "Syd?"
"I...I..." Taking a deep breath, Sydney already knew the answer. "I want to keep it."