I guess this is turning into an everytime thing. Expect updates like this for atleast the next 3 chapters or so. I'm sorry, I know how it feels to wait on a story update. I'm really trying. I just got my computer restored so I lost the chapter 8 I was writing. I hope you enjoy this chapter.
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"So how are you feeling?"
"Bad. My side hurts."
"Jack. I need to talk to Sydney alone for a minute."
"All right. I'll wait outside the door." Jack then walks out and sees Dixon.
"Hey Jack."
"Hi Marcus."
"How's Syd doing?"
"She's OK. But wait a few minutes before you go in. Irina is talking to her."
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"Sydney. So you know about that secret?"
"Mom. Why do you think I know it?"
"I don't but I think I know why you know it."
"Mom. What's going on?"
"Sydney. This isn't easy to say."
"What?"
"When you were missing those two years. Well. The enemy encoded a secret of some type into your brain so that when they captured you later they could..." Irina stops.
"What are you saying?"
"They did it so they could use it for when they needed it. The secret is like a code. You need it to access something."
"To access what?"
"Access a device that they could use to rule the country, or worse. The world. They could controle everyone and everything. And they chose to use you. So that they could frame you if anyone found out."
"Mom. How do you know this?"
"Well. I was there when they did it."
"Why didn't you stop them? Why didn't you save me?"
"Syndey. If I would have done that, we wouldn't be here right now. Sydney. They would have killed both of us."
"Mom..."
"Sydney. I love you." Irina then walks out of the room and disappears down the hall. Jack then walks in with Dixon. They find Sydney crying.
"Syd. What happened?" Dixon moves Sydney's hair out of her face."
"How could mom do that? How could she just let them do that?"
"Sydney," Jack asks, "who's they?"
"She just let them program a secret into me!"
"Oh my god..." Dixon says as he stares at Jack.
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"Dixon. Are you suggesting that I allow you to put my daughter into custody," Jack asks as he and Dixon walk down the hall at CIA headquarters.
"Jack. If there were any other choice, I would take it. But not everyone feels the way I do!"
"How can you do this. You know Sydney wouldn't hurt anyone here!"
"Jack. I know that. But people here are working to keep this country safe! We can't afford to risk millions of people's lives over a father's protection!"
"Agent Bristow," Kendell says as he walks over to Jack, "might I remind you that we work for National Security?"
"I know. But give the girl a break! Look at everything she did for the CIA before she left!"
"Yeah," Kendell adds, "and look what she is doing for Sloane! She's helping him hold a secret!"
"How do you know that it was Sloane," Jack asks feriously.
"We had Marshall trace all phone calls that were made in the past week. One included two calls to the Vaughn's home. We believe that Michael may be in on this conspiracy too. I'm looking to taking him in too when he is well enough. I'm sorry Jack. I wish there was more I could do." Jack just walks away.
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"Mrs. Vaughn?"
"Come in," Sydney says to the nurse.
"You have some visitors."
"Bring them in." All of a sudden three FBI agents walk in.
"Mrs. Vaughn. I believe we have a problem."
"What's going on?"
"We need you to come with us."
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The three agents and Syndey, who is in a wheel chair, go down a hallway to the very last cell in one of the FBI headquarters. The lock Syndey in there.
"Why the hell are you doing this," Sydney asks.
"Mrs. Vaughn for your protection and ours, we are keeping you in here until we can find the secret."
"But I don't know it!" The three agents walk down the hall as she says this.
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"Have you seen Kendell," Jack asks Marshall as he walks through the building.
"No. But did you see the cool documentary on the history of baseball yeaterday? No? It was actually pretty cool. I didn't know that...much about base...ball until...yeah..." Jack just stares at him and then walks ahead. He finally spots Kendell.
"Why the hell does the FBI have custody of Sydney? She's in a wheel chair for christs sake!"
"How the hell do I know if she's working for the enemy? We can't take any risks Jack!"
"You know Sydney as well as I do! You know she would never hurt anyone."
"I'm sorry Jack," Kendell says uncaringly. Jack just stands there.
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Jack goes to the office where Sydney is being held. He only knows where it is because of the last time he came to get her out of custody.
"Can I help you," the lady asks at the front desk.
"Yes. I am Agent Bristow of the CIA. I am here to see Sydney Bristow."
"Follow me." The lady leads him down a hall similar to the hall at the CIA office. There are cells on one side. Three in a row. When they get down to the last one they stop. Jack looks in through the glass and sees Sydney. The lady walks away.
"Dad! What's going on? How did they know that I knew the secret?"
"Sydney. When you said that your mom let them put a secret into you, Dixon reported back to Kendell. They also traced all calls made to your house. They believe that Michael is in on it too. He is being taken to another FBI building in the area."
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"You know. If you just tell me, you wouldn't need a dentist."
"Or you could let me go and save us both the trouble."
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"But why?"
"I tried to stop him. You two were actually soppost to be held at the CIA but Kendell got to you first. And I'm doing everything I can to get you and Vaughn out."
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"I'll ask you one more time. What do you know about the secret," a familer voice says. Irina just sits there. "Alright. Let's have some fun then." The figure goes closer to the light. It's...
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Dun, dun, dun...Ooooo! What will happen next? Again sorry for the late update. I got a very bad case of writers block. This took me three days to write! Lol. I hope it isn't too short. Ideas are deffinatly appreciated!
Enjoy
-Deena
