Title: This Tear
Author: SydGillyKC
Author's notes: Thanks for all the reviews guys! They really made my weekend. It was nice to see some new people add reviews too. Unfortunately, I'm sick right now with this horrible cough and I spent all day sleeping, so I'm just able to start this tonight, but I hope I didn't keep you in agony for too long with that cliffhanger. I'm sorry lol. This is the part where basically the whole story changes (except for S/V). I kept promising it was coming. Finally, here it is (. Enjoy!
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"Are you ready, Sydney?" He asked. Gathering every ounce of strength in her, Sydney nodded. The surgeon nodded back in response. He turned to one of the nurses and said something to her. She handed him a mask, which he quickly put over Sydney's mouth and nose.
"Why don't you count backwards from ten?" He asked. Sydney nodded, already feeling drowsy.
"Ten. nine. eight. seven. six. five. four. three."
Before she could reach two, Sydney drifted away into the darkness.
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Chapter 8: Up in the Mountains
She felt herself drifting slowly, almost as if she were floating. She didn't know where she was or what was happening. Suddenly, she felt her eyes flutter and open slightly. The light caused them to snap back shut tightly. Slowly, she felt herself becoming aware of her surroundings. She was in a bed, lying down. She heard something, papers, like pages turning in a book. She still felt hazy as she contemplated opening her eyes again to get a better look at where she was. Before she had the chance, though, another awareness came to her.
She was going to be sick.
Her eyes immediately shot open, ignoring the stinging that came from the light in the room. Her hand came up to clamp over her mouth as her body clambered to get to a sitting position. Before she had time to wonder where she was and how to get to the bathroom, she saw a basin being pushed onto her lap, and not a second too soon. She immediately leaned over it and emptied her stomach of its contents. again and again.
Somewhere in the middle of it, she felt a warm hand come across her neck. The hand gathered here hair and held it away from her face. Only seconds later, she felt another hand rest on her back, rubbing soothing circles as her whole body continued to heave and shake. When she was finally done, she felt the hand release her hair as the one on her back moved to rest on her arm. She took a few deep breaths before sitting back and looking to her side.
The first thing that registered in her hazy mind was green eyes.
"Done?" He asked simply. She nodded, still trying to catch her breath. His hand left her arm as he reached over to take the basin from her lap. She closed her eyes as she heard him walk off. She was surprised to see him return only seconds later. He sat back down in a chair that was next to her bed, where she assumed he must've been sitting before. He reached to the nightstand and picked up a glass of water. He handed it to her, helping her shaky hand support it as she drank.
"It's the anesthesia. Most people have this sort of reaction to it when it starts to wear off," he explained to her as she sipped the water, careful to drink slowly so she wouldn't make herself sick again. When she was done, he took the glass and returned it to the nightstand. And that's when his words really registered in her head and she remembered what he meant. The surgery.
"Vaughn. what's going on? Where am I? What happened with the surgery?" She asked frantically, her mind reeling.
"Syd, it's okay. Calm down. You're going to make yourself sick again," he said worriedly, as he reached behind her to position the pillows so that she could sit up leaning against them. Once he was finished, he put his hand on her shoulder and gently guided her to lie back. She complied, but her eyes stayed on his, silently begging him for answers.
"Vaughn, I need to know what's going on," she said firmly. He looked at her for a moment before nodding.
"I know you do. I'll explain, I just. I need you to stay calm. This is going to seem like a lot," he warned her. She nodded her agreement.
"Okay. Well, obviously, you're not at Angel of Mercy anymore. You never had surgery, Syd," he told her as her eyes went wide. "Less than two hours before your surgery I got a message from Dr. Madison. He said he'd found something in your test results and needed to talk to me right away. He wasn't picking up his phone, so I drove over there. I found him, shot to death in his bathroom. I called your father, and explained the situation. We set up a plan to get you out of surgery immediately. We set up a small team, myself included, to get into Angel of Mercy. Your father led the team that searched Dr. Madison's residence to try to find those results. We got into the operating room unnoticed and stopped the surgery right as they were about to begin. We held them at gunpoint and Weiss and I got you out of there.
"The rest of the team was specially trained in memory reconstruction. Almost like what SD-6 did to the man who killed your fiancé. Since the doctors would've had to keep you in surgery for at least four hours for it to be convincing, our agents had plenty of time to do their jobs. As far as the doctors know, everything went as planned and your. your body was already in the morgue. We placed a body double in the morgue. looked enough like you to fool someone who wasn't looking too closely. They can't perform an autopsy, because as far as they know, it would show that they hadn't even actually attempted surgery.
"Your father and his team found information that confirmed the doctors at Angel of Mercy were putting drugs into your chemotherapy to make you sick. Your tumor never actually grew, at least not like they said it did. We're still not sure why they were plotting to kill you, but our best guess is that they discovered you were a double agent. Since that was the most likely possibility, we took all the necessary precautions. You and I have both been ordered into hiding. Your father is in protective custody back at headquarters... I requested that we be put into hiding together. They agreed and assigned Weiss to come with us. He's out right now going to get a CIA doctor also assigned to say with us and be in charge of your care.
"We've assigned some agents to keep an eye on Will and Francie just in case. Will's been made aware of the situation. We told him to use his own discretion on how much to tell Francie. We suspect that he'll make sure she knows you're still alive. Unfortunately, Dixon and everyone at SD-6 are going to believe you're dead. Only your father and four other CIA agents know where we are right now. This is an unregistered CIA safe-house in Vermont, up in the mountains. It's very secluded, and according to the CIA, the safest place possible. The other agents that know all have different positions in different offices. They've been specifically ordered not to make any high-level officers or directors aware of this location, because they'd be the most likely to be captured for the information. So for now, everyone's safe," he finished finally. He noticed she was no longer looking at him. Her focus was now on her hands, which rested in her lap. She was obviously overwhelmed by the information.
"Oh my God," she whispered. "How long have we been here?"
"Only a few hours. Everything happened pretty fast, really. We were lucky we were able to pull it all off so quickly," he said, in a weak attempt to lighten her mood a little. She nodded absently, obviously not quite hearing what he was saying anymore.
"Why did you request to come with me? I mean, we don't even know that you've been discovered. Had you gone separately, it would have been safer for you, and maybe not as long. Why would you do that to yourself?" She asked, her eyes once again finding his. He sighed and was content to just look at her for a moment before he answered.
"Because I wanted to be with you. I didn't want you to have to go through this alone. We've been together on this the whole way. I wasn't about to bail out on you now," he said with a small smile. His words truly touched her, and she quickly felt her eyes fill up with tears. Blinking them back, she reached out and took his hand, squeezing it tightly.
"Thank you."
To be continued.
A/N: Sorry it's so short guys! I wanted to get it up quickly, so that you'd know what happened. Plus, you guys were awesome about reviewing so I wanted to keep my promise to have it up before the end of the weekend. And I also know that's one of the first chapters to end without a cliffhanger, but don't worry, the story's not about to die down now. I've still got some great plot twists coming up, and some of our favorite characters will make their first appearance soon. Just keep reading (. And review! The more you review, the faster the chapters come. Thanks!
Author: SydGillyKC
Author's notes: Thanks for all the reviews guys! They really made my weekend. It was nice to see some new people add reviews too. Unfortunately, I'm sick right now with this horrible cough and I spent all day sleeping, so I'm just able to start this tonight, but I hope I didn't keep you in agony for too long with that cliffhanger. I'm sorry lol. This is the part where basically the whole story changes (except for S/V). I kept promising it was coming. Finally, here it is (. Enjoy!
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"Are you ready, Sydney?" He asked. Gathering every ounce of strength in her, Sydney nodded. The surgeon nodded back in response. He turned to one of the nurses and said something to her. She handed him a mask, which he quickly put over Sydney's mouth and nose.
"Why don't you count backwards from ten?" He asked. Sydney nodded, already feeling drowsy.
"Ten. nine. eight. seven. six. five. four. three."
Before she could reach two, Sydney drifted away into the darkness.
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Chapter 8: Up in the Mountains
She felt herself drifting slowly, almost as if she were floating. She didn't know where she was or what was happening. Suddenly, she felt her eyes flutter and open slightly. The light caused them to snap back shut tightly. Slowly, she felt herself becoming aware of her surroundings. She was in a bed, lying down. She heard something, papers, like pages turning in a book. She still felt hazy as she contemplated opening her eyes again to get a better look at where she was. Before she had the chance, though, another awareness came to her.
She was going to be sick.
Her eyes immediately shot open, ignoring the stinging that came from the light in the room. Her hand came up to clamp over her mouth as her body clambered to get to a sitting position. Before she had time to wonder where she was and how to get to the bathroom, she saw a basin being pushed onto her lap, and not a second too soon. She immediately leaned over it and emptied her stomach of its contents. again and again.
Somewhere in the middle of it, she felt a warm hand come across her neck. The hand gathered here hair and held it away from her face. Only seconds later, she felt another hand rest on her back, rubbing soothing circles as her whole body continued to heave and shake. When she was finally done, she felt the hand release her hair as the one on her back moved to rest on her arm. She took a few deep breaths before sitting back and looking to her side.
The first thing that registered in her hazy mind was green eyes.
"Done?" He asked simply. She nodded, still trying to catch her breath. His hand left her arm as he reached over to take the basin from her lap. She closed her eyes as she heard him walk off. She was surprised to see him return only seconds later. He sat back down in a chair that was next to her bed, where she assumed he must've been sitting before. He reached to the nightstand and picked up a glass of water. He handed it to her, helping her shaky hand support it as she drank.
"It's the anesthesia. Most people have this sort of reaction to it when it starts to wear off," he explained to her as she sipped the water, careful to drink slowly so she wouldn't make herself sick again. When she was done, he took the glass and returned it to the nightstand. And that's when his words really registered in her head and she remembered what he meant. The surgery.
"Vaughn. what's going on? Where am I? What happened with the surgery?" She asked frantically, her mind reeling.
"Syd, it's okay. Calm down. You're going to make yourself sick again," he said worriedly, as he reached behind her to position the pillows so that she could sit up leaning against them. Once he was finished, he put his hand on her shoulder and gently guided her to lie back. She complied, but her eyes stayed on his, silently begging him for answers.
"Vaughn, I need to know what's going on," she said firmly. He looked at her for a moment before nodding.
"I know you do. I'll explain, I just. I need you to stay calm. This is going to seem like a lot," he warned her. She nodded her agreement.
"Okay. Well, obviously, you're not at Angel of Mercy anymore. You never had surgery, Syd," he told her as her eyes went wide. "Less than two hours before your surgery I got a message from Dr. Madison. He said he'd found something in your test results and needed to talk to me right away. He wasn't picking up his phone, so I drove over there. I found him, shot to death in his bathroom. I called your father, and explained the situation. We set up a plan to get you out of surgery immediately. We set up a small team, myself included, to get into Angel of Mercy. Your father led the team that searched Dr. Madison's residence to try to find those results. We got into the operating room unnoticed and stopped the surgery right as they were about to begin. We held them at gunpoint and Weiss and I got you out of there.
"The rest of the team was specially trained in memory reconstruction. Almost like what SD-6 did to the man who killed your fiancé. Since the doctors would've had to keep you in surgery for at least four hours for it to be convincing, our agents had plenty of time to do their jobs. As far as the doctors know, everything went as planned and your. your body was already in the morgue. We placed a body double in the morgue. looked enough like you to fool someone who wasn't looking too closely. They can't perform an autopsy, because as far as they know, it would show that they hadn't even actually attempted surgery.
"Your father and his team found information that confirmed the doctors at Angel of Mercy were putting drugs into your chemotherapy to make you sick. Your tumor never actually grew, at least not like they said it did. We're still not sure why they were plotting to kill you, but our best guess is that they discovered you were a double agent. Since that was the most likely possibility, we took all the necessary precautions. You and I have both been ordered into hiding. Your father is in protective custody back at headquarters... I requested that we be put into hiding together. They agreed and assigned Weiss to come with us. He's out right now going to get a CIA doctor also assigned to say with us and be in charge of your care.
"We've assigned some agents to keep an eye on Will and Francie just in case. Will's been made aware of the situation. We told him to use his own discretion on how much to tell Francie. We suspect that he'll make sure she knows you're still alive. Unfortunately, Dixon and everyone at SD-6 are going to believe you're dead. Only your father and four other CIA agents know where we are right now. This is an unregistered CIA safe-house in Vermont, up in the mountains. It's very secluded, and according to the CIA, the safest place possible. The other agents that know all have different positions in different offices. They've been specifically ordered not to make any high-level officers or directors aware of this location, because they'd be the most likely to be captured for the information. So for now, everyone's safe," he finished finally. He noticed she was no longer looking at him. Her focus was now on her hands, which rested in her lap. She was obviously overwhelmed by the information.
"Oh my God," she whispered. "How long have we been here?"
"Only a few hours. Everything happened pretty fast, really. We were lucky we were able to pull it all off so quickly," he said, in a weak attempt to lighten her mood a little. She nodded absently, obviously not quite hearing what he was saying anymore.
"Why did you request to come with me? I mean, we don't even know that you've been discovered. Had you gone separately, it would have been safer for you, and maybe not as long. Why would you do that to yourself?" She asked, her eyes once again finding his. He sighed and was content to just look at her for a moment before he answered.
"Because I wanted to be with you. I didn't want you to have to go through this alone. We've been together on this the whole way. I wasn't about to bail out on you now," he said with a small smile. His words truly touched her, and she quickly felt her eyes fill up with tears. Blinking them back, she reached out and took his hand, squeezing it tightly.
"Thank you."
To be continued.
A/N: Sorry it's so short guys! I wanted to get it up quickly, so that you'd know what happened. Plus, you guys were awesome about reviewing so I wanted to keep my promise to have it up before the end of the weekend. And I also know that's one of the first chapters to end without a cliffhanger, but don't worry, the story's not about to die down now. I've still got some great plot twists coming up, and some of our favorite characters will make their first appearance soon. Just keep reading (. And review! The more you review, the faster the chapters come. Thanks!