Nine hours later, Vaughn and the other members of the team walked into the command central that had been set up by the Boston Office In Russia. As the LA people looked around and began to set up, they noticed everyone from Boston was somber and in mourning.
Quinn Nolen had meant a lot to this office that was clear. Thought Vaughn. But Sydney means a lot to us and we are going to get her out.
Vaughn walked over to where Jack, the head of the operation was talking with Christopher Merric, Sydney's director.
"24 hours ago, a message came through our servers from a group called Varikus. The Russian group Sydney and Quinn were working undercover in. The message contained directions to a graveyard." The director's face looked disgusted. "Out in one of the gazebos, Quinn's body had been laid as if he was ready for burial. The only thing was his eyes her open, staring straight at us."
The man next to him, one of the Nolen's co-workers spoke next. "Just as we entered the gazebo, a small TV screen lit up behind Quinn. It was a video of Quinn's death, and the group torturing Sydney. They said we shouldn't have messed with them. That Sydney was gone because we did."
"Gone?" Asked Jack, the anger obvious in his voice.
"They won't trade, or give her up." Answered Director Merric.
"We can't give up." Everyone looked at Vaughn. "Sydney means as much to us as she does to you. We need to find her and bring her home."
"We never said we wouldn't." Merric looked sharply at Vaughn. He turned away from the group. "Let's get moving people. Sydney Nolen is missing. Let's get her home safe."
With that the room came alive with the sounds of rushed workers. Vaughn looked around till he came face to face with Jack.
"They've set up the video the group left for us to watch. To see if we can find anything from it." Vaughn nodded and followed the man into a small side room. He prepared himself for the worst, although he knew it wouldn't help.
*****
6 hours later, and numerous feelings like they were going to vomit, the team finally had a lead. Varikus wasn't as smart as they thought. In fact they had lead the CIA right to Sydney. She was being held in a Terrorist Torture facility on an island just off of Japan.
The group Jack, Vaughn, Weiss, and 17 other agents surrounded and entered the base. Finally on Merric's call they went in. They came in contact with small fleets of guards along the way. Their drive to get to Sydney never let them stop or get defeated. Finally after taking hold of the facility and the people as well as securing it, Vaughn and Weiss followed by five other agents burst into a small room as the back of the base.
What they saw made them so happy and so sad at the same time.
Sydney hung from the ceiling by metal chains attached to her wrists. Her long, lean body was covered in burns, cuts, slices, bruises, and bloody holes. As the group rushed in with their bright lights, Sydney raised her head as much as she could. She squinted in the light, recognizing two of the face she started to sob. The sobs racked her body, putting her in more pain. Vaughn and Weiss moved quickly over and lowered her to the ground. As the medic began to assess her wounds, Weiss called the others to report. Vaughn knelt on the ground cradling Sydney's head.
"It's okay Syd. It's gonna be okay." For the first time in a long time, Vaughn let tears of relief flow down his face.
"I knew." Sydney's voice was raspy as she spoke. "I knew you would come. You always come. My guardian Angel." Then her head fell as she rolled into unconsciousness.
"It's going to be okay." Vaughn helped the others get her on a stretcher and away from the place that had stolen her husband and her.
