Title: Consequences

Summary: Vaughn races to save Sydney from her abductor

Disclaimer: Sadly I own neither Alias nor any of the characters.

Spoilers: Set after 3.17 'The Frame', but AU after that.

Rating: PG-13

A/N: This story contains non-graphic F/F and M/F.

Chapter Five

Sydney groaned as she opened her eyes and found herself in a dark room. She tried to sit up and then realized she already was. Her wrists were bound behind her, tying her to a wooden chair. She heard a door open close by, but still saw no light. As she crinkled her nose she felt a soft fabric rub over it. She wasn't in a dark room she had been blindfolded.

She felt a hand brush her hair lightly and sunk back into the chair. "Who's there?" She inhaled sharply as a hand caressed the side of her face. "Who are you? What do you want?"

She winced as the blindfold was removed and saw the figure who had attacked her sitting in a chair in front of her, still dressed all in black with their face concealed. They held a damp cloth and rubbed it lightly over the cut that was on Sydney's head from the force of the gun hitting her head.

"Who are you?" Sydney demanded to know who her captor was.

"Calm yourself agent Bristow." Sydney examined the figure. They were about her height, slim, not very built. If Sydney had to guess she'd say her captor was a small man or a woman.

"Whatever you want you wont get it from me…" The figure laughed as they caressed Sydney's cheek.

"I don't want anything from you, I just want you."

At hearing that Sydney jerked away from them violently, knocking the chair over and smashing her back off the floor. She winced and gritted her teeth to hold in the scream of pain and frustration she wanted to release.

Her captor stood over her, shaking their head like a scorning parent. "See what happens when you get upset Sydney. I told you to stay calm." Sydney lay on the floor staring at the stone ceiling.

"Fine. I wont pick you back up until you say you need me." The figure in black stood defiantly with their arms crossed.

After a few moments of excruciating pain, her tied hands were being squished under the chair; she finally swallowed her pride and muttered. "I need your help." Her captor still stood there. "I need you."

Sydney sighed in relief as she was lifted back up and the feeling in her hands started to return. "That's my girl Syd." Sydney scowled as her captor leaned into kiss her. She brought her legs up to her chest and kicked the figure in stomach, causing them to lunge backwards and fall to the floor. She leaned forward to stand on her feet and smashed the chair off the nearest wall. It splintered and the rope loosened enough for her to get out of it.

Her captor advanced towards her and Sydney acted with lightening reflexes. In seconds she had the figure pinned to the floor. She grabbed the voice enhancer and threw it across the room, out of reach.

"Who the hell are you?" The figure lay still as Sydney removed the mask. As soon as Sydney saw the blonde NSC agent she was flipped over onto her back with Lauren pinning her down.

"Why do you have to be so bloody arrogant Sydney?" Lauren panted as she tried to regain her breath. "Michael doesn't want you. I do. We could have been happy if you weren't so obsessed with him."

Sydney's eyes widened at her comment. "He's you husband! The man you're supposed to love, honour and obey…not come on to his ex, lie to him and then abduct me. There will never be a we, or an us…Michael may not want me, but Vaughn does and you know it."

Sydney winced as she felt a sharp slap to the side of her face. "Well guess what sweetheart? Michael isn't here to save you now. You're all mine."