"You will sit here and you will ask him the questions. I will have this gun
trained on you the entire time. If you so much as move a millimeter I will
shoot you, and you will die. Do you understand me?" Sydney said, her voice
in a harsh, loud whisper. She glanced at Vaughn who was tied up on the bed.
Kovalev sat in a chair facing him.
"Yes, but Julia is this all really necessary. I could just go and you could stay and interrogate this man yourself." Kovalev said trying to worm his way out of the situation.
"You choose, do what I've asked or bullet in your head. Do you honestly think anyone will care that you're dead, you slimy piece of shit." Sydney said walking toward Vaughn. She was doing her best to keep her façade together. All she wanted to do was cry. She splashed water on Vaughn's face and he stirred slightly.
"Okay show time, ask the questions, don't ever look over at me, and you might live to see another day." She said, quickly concealing herself within the darkness of the entrance alcove.
She could only see Vaughn's feet, but that was enough. She could tell that he was waking up.
"Mr. Vaughn." Kovalev yelled. "Are you awake?"
"I'm getting there." Vaughn's voice sounded weak and disoriented. Sydney listened carefully
"What are you doing here?" Kovalev asked, on cue.
"Well other than being knocked unconscious, I was looking for you." Vaughn said softly.
"What is it you want with me Mr. Vaughn, you have my full attention." Kovalev said. He was doing well.
"You skipped out on my friend and I. We paid you, and you bolted. You owe me information." Vaughn said, his voice strengthening.
"Look around Mr. Vaughn, at the moment you are in no position to make any demands." Kovalev laughed.
"Where'd your friend go. What was her name, oh right Julia. The girl with the gun?" Vaughn's words retaining some bite.
"That is none of your concern. How did you find me here." Kovalev asked, lighting up a cigarette.
"I saw you, leaving Le Central, the restaurant. I followed you here."
"As I recall the information you wanted, it was about a girl." Kovalev said puffing away at his cigarette.
Sydney was growing angry, Kovalev had strayed from her line of questioning. She would have put a bullet through his head, if he hadn't been a Covenant contact.
"Yes, Sydney Bristow."
Her name caused Sydney to pause. The way he said her name caused her to remember.
"She was killed you said, by the Covenant. You wanted to know more about them."
"Yes I wanted to know where to find them."
Kovalev laughed at this. "Well isn't that ironic."
"What's that supposed to mean." Vaughn responded angrily.
"Nothing, nothing. This girl Sydney Bristow you loved her yes?" Kovalev prompted.
Sydney was beginning to suspect that Kovalev might not have been lying when he said he knew more about her than she did. That's why he was asking Vaughn those questions, he wanted her to hear the story of her own life.
"I loved her, yes." Vaughn said, the words obviously painful.
"What if I told you..." Kovalev started, but was cut off as Sydney walked into the room. Gun pointed at Kovalev and back turned to Vaughn she hit him across the face.
"Into the bathroom," She hissed. He stood slowly and obeyed. She followed him to the bathroom and closed the door behind him. She reversed the lock earlier so that she could use the bathroom as a makeshift holding cell. Once the door was secured she made her way back toward the bedroom.
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"Yes, but Julia is this all really necessary. I could just go and you could stay and interrogate this man yourself." Kovalev said trying to worm his way out of the situation.
"You choose, do what I've asked or bullet in your head. Do you honestly think anyone will care that you're dead, you slimy piece of shit." Sydney said walking toward Vaughn. She was doing her best to keep her façade together. All she wanted to do was cry. She splashed water on Vaughn's face and he stirred slightly.
"Okay show time, ask the questions, don't ever look over at me, and you might live to see another day." She said, quickly concealing herself within the darkness of the entrance alcove.
She could only see Vaughn's feet, but that was enough. She could tell that he was waking up.
"Mr. Vaughn." Kovalev yelled. "Are you awake?"
"I'm getting there." Vaughn's voice sounded weak and disoriented. Sydney listened carefully
"What are you doing here?" Kovalev asked, on cue.
"Well other than being knocked unconscious, I was looking for you." Vaughn said softly.
"What is it you want with me Mr. Vaughn, you have my full attention." Kovalev said. He was doing well.
"You skipped out on my friend and I. We paid you, and you bolted. You owe me information." Vaughn said, his voice strengthening.
"Look around Mr. Vaughn, at the moment you are in no position to make any demands." Kovalev laughed.
"Where'd your friend go. What was her name, oh right Julia. The girl with the gun?" Vaughn's words retaining some bite.
"That is none of your concern. How did you find me here." Kovalev asked, lighting up a cigarette.
"I saw you, leaving Le Central, the restaurant. I followed you here."
"As I recall the information you wanted, it was about a girl." Kovalev said puffing away at his cigarette.
Sydney was growing angry, Kovalev had strayed from her line of questioning. She would have put a bullet through his head, if he hadn't been a Covenant contact.
"Yes, Sydney Bristow."
Her name caused Sydney to pause. The way he said her name caused her to remember.
"She was killed you said, by the Covenant. You wanted to know more about them."
"Yes I wanted to know where to find them."
Kovalev laughed at this. "Well isn't that ironic."
"What's that supposed to mean." Vaughn responded angrily.
"Nothing, nothing. This girl Sydney Bristow you loved her yes?" Kovalev prompted.
Sydney was beginning to suspect that Kovalev might not have been lying when he said he knew more about her than she did. That's why he was asking Vaughn those questions, he wanted her to hear the story of her own life.
"I loved her, yes." Vaughn said, the words obviously painful.
"What if I told you..." Kovalev started, but was cut off as Sydney walked into the room. Gun pointed at Kovalev and back turned to Vaughn she hit him across the face.
"Into the bathroom," She hissed. He stood slowly and obeyed. She followed him to the bathroom and closed the door behind him. She reversed the lock earlier so that she could use the bathroom as a makeshift holding cell. Once the door was secured she made her way back toward the bedroom.
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