Title: CRUZ
Chapter 2- Vaughn: Vacation, maybe?
By;mystic_blue17
Rating: Pg-13
Summary: Sydney decides it time to leave and it has repercussions .....
Discalimer:I don't own anything and im making no profit from this.
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A small group of important people were waiting at JTF center. The meeting mostly consisted of CIA but a few of the top agents from NSA and FBI were there. This group also included Jack, Dixon, Marshal, Lauren and Michael. The meeting started at eight o'clock, it was almost eight thirty. Suddenly the door to the conference room gave away.
"I'm so sorry. I was late." Said Eric as he struggled to breathe
correctly. "You held the meeting back for me? That's nice and all but
not necessary."
"Agent Weiss, I know it was a bad flight. I was on it. But Agent
Vaughn and I made it here on time. Couldn't you?" said Dixon almost
embarrassed from Eric's lateness.
"I know. But sir.." said Eric wanting to explain himself.
"It doesn't matter anymore Agent Weiss. We didn't hold the meeting
late for you. We are waiting for Sydney. Where is she?" said Dixon
impatiently.
"I was getting to that, sir. Syd was supposed to wake me up this
morning that why I was late." replied Eric. "She usually wakes me up
and we car pool but nothing today. Has anyone seen her?"
Everyone shook his or her heads.
"But Dixon...If Eric was supposed to get a wake up call from Sydney.
Then where is she?" said Lauren
Everyone at that point had already come to the conclusion that Sydney might MIA. It was a possibility as were so many others. In their minds what Sydney could be doing to range from her getting tortured by any number of faceless people to her crying in a dingy hotel.
"Director Dixon, you said that Agent Bristow just heard about her life
in the past two years?" said an agent from NSA.
"Yes she did." Dixon's face a picture of worry for one of his closest
friends.
"May I say that, even though I am not a spy, it would be extremely
hard to get up in the morning and come to work after all that. Maybe
she took the day off. " the agent suggested calmly.
The group seemed to take her suggestion openly. There was a good chance that what she said was correct.
"Okay I would have preferred it if the key agent was here but it isn't
unreasonable that Sydney is gone so I will conduct the debrief.
Marshal I want you to get a lock on Syd. Her GPS should be working
fine." Said Dixon.
After hearing this everyone returned to business mode. Marshal started to work away at the computer in the conference room. And everyone else turned to his or her attention to the presentation. The air was tense. They were each afraid of what Sydney's disappearance could mean. And they were almost impatiently waiting for Marshal to announce her co ordinates.
Marshal took the first opportunity he could get. "Dixon, I got a lock
on Syd. It seems like she is on her way to Miami."
"Ok watch her like a hawk Marshal. I don't want to lose that signal.
I'm giving her the week." He returned into business mode. "Any
questions about the briefing? You are dismissed that was it."
All the agents from other branches left leaving the CIA workers in the conference room. Dixon was the first to speak up. "Jack, is something happening again that I don't know about?"
"This time I am in the dark as much as you are." Jack said in his most
calculated voice.
"Marshal, did she talk to you?"
"Nope.. Not me sir.. Dixon."
"Carrie?"
"Nothing."
"Lauren?"
"No.... But I do know someone who can track her."
"No." Vaughn said firmly. It was his first words after hearing Sydney
was missing. "Sydney won't like that idea and it would probably
backfire on us when she brings the person in after she catches your
contact."
"She won't catch him." Lauren stated confidently.
"She will" Vaughn said in a flat tone. The people in the conference
room were looking at him but still he offered no explanation. In fact
during this entire exchange and presentation actually Vaughn's glaze
didn't even stray from a spot on the wall.
"Agent Vaughn is correct. Sydney will in all likelihood cause physical
pain to your contact when she finds out she has a tail. And without a
doubt, she will be angered that we put a tracker on her in the first
place" Jack said stepping into the conversation.
"For now Sydney has a week off. When the week comes to a close we will
talk about this again." Said Dixon before he left the room. Everyone
left too except Jack, Eric and Michael.
"Was she stable last night?" asked Jack.
"She seemed pretty beat. I'm pretty sure she fell asleep after I gave
her a ride." replied Eric.
"Maybe.." Jack said neutrally. "Agent Vaughn, have you spoken to my
daughter?"
Michael's glaze shifted to Jack and said angrily "I listened to your
damn advice. I haven't talked to Sydney in weeks."
"Are you sure?" asked Jack
"What kind of question is that? Of course I know if I talked to
someone or not." Michael said harshly.
"Are you sure she never overheard anything?"
"No, Jack, I like to think I'm better than that."
"Well I don't. When it comes to your emotions you are sloppy Agent
Vaughn." Jack said in a condescending voice.
"I'm sorry. Am I missing something?" said Eric clearly puzzled but
Michael's attitude and Jack demeanor.
"I supposed you could hear this seeing as you have been with Sydney a
lot the last couple of months. I simply advised Agent Vaughn to
distance himself from my daughter." Said Jack as if it was nothing.
"BULL!! I can't believe you two. Who do you think you are? Sydney has
the right to choose her friends. You might not have realized this
Jack. But before they were a couple, Sydney and Michael were friends.
And right now that is what she needed the most. She needs that
friendship. She may love him, Jack. Hell, he may love her too. But she
needed to be with someone who trusted completely before. And that was
Vaughn. Now I understand that Vaughn couldn't be with her 24/7 but it
wasn't like she was gonna jump him. She needed Vaughn the confidante,
not Vaughn the boyfriend. And Vaughn, what the hell? Why are you
listening to Jack when you have always been fine with judging Sydney
by yourself. There are so many things wrong with this that you can't
even.... Vaughn don't you understand? Jack was driving you to do the
same thing he did. Instead of pulling her closer after Derevko faked
her death, he pushed her away. And that influenced her for the rest of
her life. With those good intentions you broke her. Being abandoned
doesn't just go away. And if I know you as well as I think you do, you
already promised that you would be there for her forever and always.
And you broke your promise. You broke your promise to Sydney. For
people who claim to love her, you sure do hurt her a lot." Eric
finally finished his rant. "Hell, I think I'll be mad at you in her
absence. "
"Ok Weiss I can handle you questioning my choices which I shouldn't
have to justify to any one. But you cannot honestly be standing there
questioning my feeling for Sydney. Quite honestly if you are than you
stupider than I thought. I have proven time and time again, my
feelings for her. I proved it when I went to SD-6 with the whole Cole
incident. I proved it when I went to Taipei. I proved it when I asked
her out, twice. I proved it when I went to my father's killer to make
sure she made it out of a mission ok. I would easily kill for her. I
have killed for her."
Weiss snorted and retorted "Please...I know how that all. If I can use
my stupid head I can recall that it was me who encouraged you to tell
Sydney your feelings. "Weiss left the room in a huff after that.
Vaughn shrugged and turned his attention to Jack. "You do realize what
day yesterday was?"
"Of course I do."
"Then you realize that there is good chance that she won't be coming
back in a week."
"Yes I do Agent Vaughn. My priority as well as yours should be to
confirm visual contact with Sydney. Contact me when you have a lead."
"Of course. I hope you can say the same."
"Fine" He said as he turned to leave the room.
"Jack.. There is a really big train station in Miami."
"Okay." Jack replied only half understanding what Michael wanted to
get across.
And with that both men left the room unhappy to say the least about this turn of events.
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As predicted by Vaughn, Sydney didn't return by the end of the week. It was the third week into Sydney's "vacation" that the CIA got their legitimate clue about her.
Vaughn pulled his car into his spot and notice some stuff peeking out of his and Lauren's mailbox. He grabbed the entire load of mail and made the trek up to his place. He got to the door, slipped in his key and opened the door. And clumsily dropped the mail. Paper cascaded over the floor. 'We have to get our mail more often.' Vaughn thought. It was then that he noticed colour between all the grey and brown envelopes. He picked it up. What mail he did recollect dropped to the floor again when he said where the post card was from. Santa Barbara. He practically shaking as he flipped over the post card. When he found her found her writing he slipped to the floor. He read the message. And almost fifteen minutes after reading the message, Vaughn snapped to his senses. The post card might have her fingerprints. He had to the post card in for analyse. So he went to Ops Centre. That part wasn't too bad. But Michael kept hearing Sydney's message in his head. "I'm moving on." It was ringing in his ears. He got to the post card to Marshal and he began he analyse. Marshal was pretty excited to get a clue about Sydney's whereabouts.
"Ummm...Mr. Vaughn?" said Marshal
"Yeah Marshal. Are you done with the post card?"
"Almost. Don't you think you should call Jack about this? "
"Yeah thanks for reminding me."
But the thing was that handwriting could be faked. It has been proven happened before. This could be a plant. Fingerprints could faked too. It was the message that got to Vaughn. To him it's seemed like she was running away. And that was not something Sydney Bristow would do. Michael drew a steady breath. He had to pull himself together. His phone was already connecting to Jack's.
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Yup I decided to make this a series at the request of a few. I hope you liked it. I have the plot for about the next 3 or 4 chapters in my head. Hey if you could review that would be grrreat!! But if not just drop me a number or letter or something to let me know if you read my story. Example: 3 then click to review. You don't have to review. I just want to know how many people are reading this.
Chapter 2- Vaughn: Vacation, maybe?
By;mystic_blue17
Rating: Pg-13
Summary: Sydney decides it time to leave and it has repercussions .....
Discalimer:I don't own anything and im making no profit from this.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A small group of important people were waiting at JTF center. The meeting mostly consisted of CIA but a few of the top agents from NSA and FBI were there. This group also included Jack, Dixon, Marshal, Lauren and Michael. The meeting started at eight o'clock, it was almost eight thirty. Suddenly the door to the conference room gave away.
"I'm so sorry. I was late." Said Eric as he struggled to breathe
correctly. "You held the meeting back for me? That's nice and all but
not necessary."
"Agent Weiss, I know it was a bad flight. I was on it. But Agent
Vaughn and I made it here on time. Couldn't you?" said Dixon almost
embarrassed from Eric's lateness.
"I know. But sir.." said Eric wanting to explain himself.
"It doesn't matter anymore Agent Weiss. We didn't hold the meeting
late for you. We are waiting for Sydney. Where is she?" said Dixon
impatiently.
"I was getting to that, sir. Syd was supposed to wake me up this
morning that why I was late." replied Eric. "She usually wakes me up
and we car pool but nothing today. Has anyone seen her?"
Everyone shook his or her heads.
"But Dixon...If Eric was supposed to get a wake up call from Sydney.
Then where is she?" said Lauren
Everyone at that point had already come to the conclusion that Sydney might MIA. It was a possibility as were so many others. In their minds what Sydney could be doing to range from her getting tortured by any number of faceless people to her crying in a dingy hotel.
"Director Dixon, you said that Agent Bristow just heard about her life
in the past two years?" said an agent from NSA.
"Yes she did." Dixon's face a picture of worry for one of his closest
friends.
"May I say that, even though I am not a spy, it would be extremely
hard to get up in the morning and come to work after all that. Maybe
she took the day off. " the agent suggested calmly.
The group seemed to take her suggestion openly. There was a good chance that what she said was correct.
"Okay I would have preferred it if the key agent was here but it isn't
unreasonable that Sydney is gone so I will conduct the debrief.
Marshal I want you to get a lock on Syd. Her GPS should be working
fine." Said Dixon.
After hearing this everyone returned to business mode. Marshal started to work away at the computer in the conference room. And everyone else turned to his or her attention to the presentation. The air was tense. They were each afraid of what Sydney's disappearance could mean. And they were almost impatiently waiting for Marshal to announce her co ordinates.
Marshal took the first opportunity he could get. "Dixon, I got a lock
on Syd. It seems like she is on her way to Miami."
"Ok watch her like a hawk Marshal. I don't want to lose that signal.
I'm giving her the week." He returned into business mode. "Any
questions about the briefing? You are dismissed that was it."
All the agents from other branches left leaving the CIA workers in the conference room. Dixon was the first to speak up. "Jack, is something happening again that I don't know about?"
"This time I am in the dark as much as you are." Jack said in his most
calculated voice.
"Marshal, did she talk to you?"
"Nope.. Not me sir.. Dixon."
"Carrie?"
"Nothing."
"Lauren?"
"No.... But I do know someone who can track her."
"No." Vaughn said firmly. It was his first words after hearing Sydney
was missing. "Sydney won't like that idea and it would probably
backfire on us when she brings the person in after she catches your
contact."
"She won't catch him." Lauren stated confidently.
"She will" Vaughn said in a flat tone. The people in the conference
room were looking at him but still he offered no explanation. In fact
during this entire exchange and presentation actually Vaughn's glaze
didn't even stray from a spot on the wall.
"Agent Vaughn is correct. Sydney will in all likelihood cause physical
pain to your contact when she finds out she has a tail. And without a
doubt, she will be angered that we put a tracker on her in the first
place" Jack said stepping into the conversation.
"For now Sydney has a week off. When the week comes to a close we will
talk about this again." Said Dixon before he left the room. Everyone
left too except Jack, Eric and Michael.
"Was she stable last night?" asked Jack.
"She seemed pretty beat. I'm pretty sure she fell asleep after I gave
her a ride." replied Eric.
"Maybe.." Jack said neutrally. "Agent Vaughn, have you spoken to my
daughter?"
Michael's glaze shifted to Jack and said angrily "I listened to your
damn advice. I haven't talked to Sydney in weeks."
"Are you sure?" asked Jack
"What kind of question is that? Of course I know if I talked to
someone or not." Michael said harshly.
"Are you sure she never overheard anything?"
"No, Jack, I like to think I'm better than that."
"Well I don't. When it comes to your emotions you are sloppy Agent
Vaughn." Jack said in a condescending voice.
"I'm sorry. Am I missing something?" said Eric clearly puzzled but
Michael's attitude and Jack demeanor.
"I supposed you could hear this seeing as you have been with Sydney a
lot the last couple of months. I simply advised Agent Vaughn to
distance himself from my daughter." Said Jack as if it was nothing.
"BULL!! I can't believe you two. Who do you think you are? Sydney has
the right to choose her friends. You might not have realized this
Jack. But before they were a couple, Sydney and Michael were friends.
And right now that is what she needed the most. She needs that
friendship. She may love him, Jack. Hell, he may love her too. But she
needed to be with someone who trusted completely before. And that was
Vaughn. Now I understand that Vaughn couldn't be with her 24/7 but it
wasn't like she was gonna jump him. She needed Vaughn the confidante,
not Vaughn the boyfriend. And Vaughn, what the hell? Why are you
listening to Jack when you have always been fine with judging Sydney
by yourself. There are so many things wrong with this that you can't
even.... Vaughn don't you understand? Jack was driving you to do the
same thing he did. Instead of pulling her closer after Derevko faked
her death, he pushed her away. And that influenced her for the rest of
her life. With those good intentions you broke her. Being abandoned
doesn't just go away. And if I know you as well as I think you do, you
already promised that you would be there for her forever and always.
And you broke your promise. You broke your promise to Sydney. For
people who claim to love her, you sure do hurt her a lot." Eric
finally finished his rant. "Hell, I think I'll be mad at you in her
absence. "
"Ok Weiss I can handle you questioning my choices which I shouldn't
have to justify to any one. But you cannot honestly be standing there
questioning my feeling for Sydney. Quite honestly if you are than you
stupider than I thought. I have proven time and time again, my
feelings for her. I proved it when I went to SD-6 with the whole Cole
incident. I proved it when I went to Taipei. I proved it when I asked
her out, twice. I proved it when I went to my father's killer to make
sure she made it out of a mission ok. I would easily kill for her. I
have killed for her."
Weiss snorted and retorted "Please...I know how that all. If I can use
my stupid head I can recall that it was me who encouraged you to tell
Sydney your feelings. "Weiss left the room in a huff after that.
Vaughn shrugged and turned his attention to Jack. "You do realize what
day yesterday was?"
"Of course I do."
"Then you realize that there is good chance that she won't be coming
back in a week."
"Yes I do Agent Vaughn. My priority as well as yours should be to
confirm visual contact with Sydney. Contact me when you have a lead."
"Of course. I hope you can say the same."
"Fine" He said as he turned to leave the room.
"Jack.. There is a really big train station in Miami."
"Okay." Jack replied only half understanding what Michael wanted to
get across.
And with that both men left the room unhappy to say the least about this turn of events.
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As predicted by Vaughn, Sydney didn't return by the end of the week. It was the third week into Sydney's "vacation" that the CIA got their legitimate clue about her.
Vaughn pulled his car into his spot and notice some stuff peeking out of his and Lauren's mailbox. He grabbed the entire load of mail and made the trek up to his place. He got to the door, slipped in his key and opened the door. And clumsily dropped the mail. Paper cascaded over the floor. 'We have to get our mail more often.' Vaughn thought. It was then that he noticed colour between all the grey and brown envelopes. He picked it up. What mail he did recollect dropped to the floor again when he said where the post card was from. Santa Barbara. He practically shaking as he flipped over the post card. When he found her found her writing he slipped to the floor. He read the message. And almost fifteen minutes after reading the message, Vaughn snapped to his senses. The post card might have her fingerprints. He had to the post card in for analyse. So he went to Ops Centre. That part wasn't too bad. But Michael kept hearing Sydney's message in his head. "I'm moving on." It was ringing in his ears. He got to the post card to Marshal and he began he analyse. Marshal was pretty excited to get a clue about Sydney's whereabouts.
"Ummm...Mr. Vaughn?" said Marshal
"Yeah Marshal. Are you done with the post card?"
"Almost. Don't you think you should call Jack about this? "
"Yeah thanks for reminding me."
But the thing was that handwriting could be faked. It has been proven happened before. This could be a plant. Fingerprints could faked too. It was the message that got to Vaughn. To him it's seemed like she was running away. And that was not something Sydney Bristow would do. Michael drew a steady breath. He had to pull himself together. His phone was already connecting to Jack's.
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Yup I decided to make this a series at the request of a few. I hope you liked it. I have the plot for about the next 3 or 4 chapters in my head. Hey if you could review that would be grrreat!! But if not just drop me a number or letter or something to let me know if you read my story. Example: 3 then click to review. You don't have to review. I just want to know how many people are reading this.