Title: CRUZ
Chapter 3-Sydney: travel?
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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It was pretty late. She just finished a session with a criminal. It was pretty high up there. Audio surveillance and someone was even watching when they were together. It broke her oath but the Agency needed to listen in. The guy had so much to unload that the session over took some of her other appointments. There was a soft knock on the door. "Come in," she said not even glancing at the door. She picked up her notes and started to file it away. "Leslie, what did you do with the rest of my patients from today?" Leslie was her assistant.
"I'm sorry. Is a bad time? I can come back later," said a soft voice from the door.
Dr. Barnett finally looked up at the door. "Sydney. I'm surprised to see you here. Please have a seat."
"Thank you."
Barnett took a seat across from Sydney. She took in her appearance. She was distinctly in her "home" clothes. And before her very eyes, Sydney Bristow started to break down.
"Sydney? Do you have something talk to me about ?"
"I hate this!" she yelled, her voice was so raw. It was like she was trying to hold back a dam of emotions and she just couldn't take it anymore. "Sydney.." "Everything that I can remember...it's all two years old. I still feel like it was yesterday. But it's all ruined. This world is upside down. It completely wrong." She said. "Sydney, have you ever told anyone else how you feel?" She continued on as if she didn't hear me. "I feel like there are too balls in the air... I can't keep catching them..." she sobbed, "I don't know what I'm doing anymore. But look at what this job has taken from me. And I don't know why I'm doing it. It was about finding out what happened to me. But now I know. And I'm tired." she sighed, "I can't keep fighting. I just so tired of everything."
She seemed to finally slow down. She calmed down a little. Barnett opened her mouth to talk but Sydney started to talk again.
"I miss Francie" she said quietly, "I was watching TV and one of her favourite shows was on. Then I remember that I can't call her and tell her to watch with me. She's dead! She's DEAD! " She said through her tears. "Will, Danny and Francie. They were all hurt and pretty much killed because they were my friends. It's all my fault," she said in a mad rush.
"Sydney I understand you're upset."
Sydney I understand you're upset
"And Vaughn.... I can feel him all around me. I can find him everywhere. He's in everything I can see. But he's married. It's driving me insane because I know that I have to stop thinking about him. But everything around here just reminds me of him. And every time I think of the future all I can see is him with me. At night I still see our family and a white picket fence. And I can't do it anymore...all my memories are from the past...all my thoughts are of the past...I spent years fanaticizing about a life with him...And I thought it was over. It was supposed to be over. I was supposed to be able to have my happily ever after....But nooooo....it's my life so it must have another curve ball coming my way."
She paused again and tried to catch her breath. She looked around the office and noticed the time.
"Dr. Barnet, I'm sorry I didn't realize what time it was."
"No Sydney it's fine. I'm glad to help you. You have been through a lot. That being said I want you to go home and get some rest. We'll talk in a couple days ok?"
"I'm really sorry."
"Don't be. I'm glad that you came to me. I'll make an appointment for you in a couple days."
"Yes. Goodnight ". She said before she left the room.
"Goodnight Sydney." She looked around her room and realizes that the audio surveillance had been running still been running from the patient before Sydney.
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After leaving Santa Barbara, Sydney communicated with one her contacts. She didn't ask them for anything but the name of one of their contacts and so forth. So eventually, Sydney had her own new group of contacts. She met with most of them and assured them of her loyalty towards them as they did the same to her. So in a strange sense she had her own group of spies "under her control". But it was closer to a group of spies banding together to protect their own people.
The most important thing was to understand was that Sydney wasn't running from the CIA, she had to hide for a while until the covenant was dealt with. Until that world forgot about Sydney Bristow. Without the CIA, Sydney's security was at a loss. She could protect herself against a few. But without a doubt if the covenant was to hear about Sydney all by herself in a town that the CIA didn't even know about, they would storm her house with a dozen people.
The first thing she did was getting a new alias. Her new name was Sarah Samson. A nice young lady who lived in the country most of her life but moved to San Diego about 3 weeks ago. She got an apartment. It wasn't upper class but all she had was her money from Sydney Bristow's bank account. So she got a job as a personal trainer at a gym. And that was pretty big bucks for Sydney. She didn't stay there in San Diego long; it was about a month and a half. But she still kept in contact with her contacts; they set her up with an untraceable cell phone. It was under another alias that never changed.
The next stop was Boston as Elaine Brown. Her contacts were more focussed on keeping her under the radar than the originality of her names. Elaine was a thirty-year-old who worked as a translator for an international client. There, Sydney had made even more contacts in the world of international business. They liked her so much that one company asked to work at their company. But Sydney soon became unsettled. She moved around to throw off any tails.
She drove around blindly in her car. She travelled all around North America because she knew it was important to lose any tails. But after about 3 weeks for that, Sydney became tired of the constant moving and the take-out food.
She finally deemed it okay to settle in one city. She stayed in Massachusetts because she needed someone with a strong technical background for the last step: her goodbyes. She choose a student in MIT low-key enough that no one would notice him but one of the best in his programming class. Besides everyone would thing that she would choose a professional and she could use that to her advantage. She paid for the best she could get. And all that was left was saying goodbye, actually telling them face to face that she left willing and wasn't coming back anytime soon.
James was a good kid; he was probably going to get rich through programming. He didn't understand what was going on but he never really asked any questions. He helped her find a soundproof room with no windows and no proof of where they were. He gave his opinion of her appearance, as she became Sydney again. He didn't ask her any question as he saw her take off her blue contacts or put on a wig with long brown hair. He set up the room and left her alone, promising that he would be outside when she was done. She took a deep breath and fixed her wig one more time.
"Hi. I though it would be ironic if I sent this to you first. I know you'll get it to Ops.....I just wanted....."
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A/N:Yes that is it for today....you will get to see what she said.....sorry about the delay I have a huge project due and I still haven't done it but whatever.
If you didn't get the beginning ....Sydney went to go see Barnett before she left LA.....btw I had this thought before "after Six"...swear to my God......haha...thanks for reading...
Disclaimer:I don't own alias....this applies for all chapter of the story...
Chapter 3-Sydney: travel?
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.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It was pretty late. She just finished a session with a criminal. It was pretty high up there. Audio surveillance and someone was even watching when they were together. It broke her oath but the Agency needed to listen in. The guy had so much to unload that the session over took some of her other appointments. There was a soft knock on the door. "Come in," she said not even glancing at the door. She picked up her notes and started to file it away. "Leslie, what did you do with the rest of my patients from today?" Leslie was her assistant.
"I'm sorry. Is a bad time? I can come back later," said a soft voice from the door.
Dr. Barnett finally looked up at the door. "Sydney. I'm surprised to see you here. Please have a seat."
"Thank you."
Barnett took a seat across from Sydney. She took in her appearance. She was distinctly in her "home" clothes. And before her very eyes, Sydney Bristow started to break down.
"Sydney? Do you have something talk to me about ?"
"I hate this!" she yelled, her voice was so raw. It was like she was trying to hold back a dam of emotions and she just couldn't take it anymore. "Sydney.." "Everything that I can remember...it's all two years old. I still feel like it was yesterday. But it's all ruined. This world is upside down. It completely wrong." She said. "Sydney, have you ever told anyone else how you feel?" She continued on as if she didn't hear me. "I feel like there are too balls in the air... I can't keep catching them..." she sobbed, "I don't know what I'm doing anymore. But look at what this job has taken from me. And I don't know why I'm doing it. It was about finding out what happened to me. But now I know. And I'm tired." she sighed, "I can't keep fighting. I just so tired of everything."
She seemed to finally slow down. She calmed down a little. Barnett opened her mouth to talk but Sydney started to talk again.
"I miss Francie" she said quietly, "I was watching TV and one of her favourite shows was on. Then I remember that I can't call her and tell her to watch with me. She's dead! She's DEAD! " She said through her tears. "Will, Danny and Francie. They were all hurt and pretty much killed because they were my friends. It's all my fault," she said in a mad rush.
"Sydney I understand you're upset."
Sydney I understand you're upset
"And Vaughn.... I can feel him all around me. I can find him everywhere. He's in everything I can see. But he's married. It's driving me insane because I know that I have to stop thinking about him. But everything around here just reminds me of him. And every time I think of the future all I can see is him with me. At night I still see our family and a white picket fence. And I can't do it anymore...all my memories are from the past...all my thoughts are of the past...I spent years fanaticizing about a life with him...And I thought it was over. It was supposed to be over. I was supposed to be able to have my happily ever after....But nooooo....it's my life so it must have another curve ball coming my way."
She paused again and tried to catch her breath. She looked around the office and noticed the time.
"Dr. Barnet, I'm sorry I didn't realize what time it was."
"No Sydney it's fine. I'm glad to help you. You have been through a lot. That being said I want you to go home and get some rest. We'll talk in a couple days ok?"
"I'm really sorry."
"Don't be. I'm glad that you came to me. I'll make an appointment for you in a couple days."
"Yes. Goodnight ". She said before she left the room.
"Goodnight Sydney." She looked around her room and realizes that the audio surveillance had been running still been running from the patient before Sydney.
*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*
After leaving Santa Barbara, Sydney communicated with one her contacts. She didn't ask them for anything but the name of one of their contacts and so forth. So eventually, Sydney had her own new group of contacts. She met with most of them and assured them of her loyalty towards them as they did the same to her. So in a strange sense she had her own group of spies "under her control". But it was closer to a group of spies banding together to protect their own people.
The most important thing was to understand was that Sydney wasn't running from the CIA, she had to hide for a while until the covenant was dealt with. Until that world forgot about Sydney Bristow. Without the CIA, Sydney's security was at a loss. She could protect herself against a few. But without a doubt if the covenant was to hear about Sydney all by herself in a town that the CIA didn't even know about, they would storm her house with a dozen people.
The first thing she did was getting a new alias. Her new name was Sarah Samson. A nice young lady who lived in the country most of her life but moved to San Diego about 3 weeks ago. She got an apartment. It wasn't upper class but all she had was her money from Sydney Bristow's bank account. So she got a job as a personal trainer at a gym. And that was pretty big bucks for Sydney. She didn't stay there in San Diego long; it was about a month and a half. But she still kept in contact with her contacts; they set her up with an untraceable cell phone. It was under another alias that never changed.
The next stop was Boston as Elaine Brown. Her contacts were more focussed on keeping her under the radar than the originality of her names. Elaine was a thirty-year-old who worked as a translator for an international client. There, Sydney had made even more contacts in the world of international business. They liked her so much that one company asked to work at their company. But Sydney soon became unsettled. She moved around to throw off any tails.
She drove around blindly in her car. She travelled all around North America because she knew it was important to lose any tails. But after about 3 weeks for that, Sydney became tired of the constant moving and the take-out food.
She finally deemed it okay to settle in one city. She stayed in Massachusetts because she needed someone with a strong technical background for the last step: her goodbyes. She choose a student in MIT low-key enough that no one would notice him but one of the best in his programming class. Besides everyone would thing that she would choose a professional and she could use that to her advantage. She paid for the best she could get. And all that was left was saying goodbye, actually telling them face to face that she left willing and wasn't coming back anytime soon.
James was a good kid; he was probably going to get rich through programming. He didn't understand what was going on but he never really asked any questions. He helped her find a soundproof room with no windows and no proof of where they were. He gave his opinion of her appearance, as she became Sydney again. He didn't ask her any question as he saw her take off her blue contacts or put on a wig with long brown hair. He set up the room and left her alone, promising that he would be outside when she was done. She took a deep breath and fixed her wig one more time.
"Hi. I though it would be ironic if I sent this to you first. I know you'll get it to Ops.....I just wanted....."
*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*
A/N:Yes that is it for today....you will get to see what she said.....sorry about the delay I have a huge project due and I still haven't done it but whatever.
If you didn't get the beginning ....Sydney went to go see Barnett before she left LA.....btw I had this thought before "after Six"...swear to my God......haha...thanks for reading...
Disclaimer:I don't own alias....this applies for all chapter of the story...