Title:Ms. Thorne
Chapter 6: recovering
Rating:PG-13
Summary:a/u...it branches off before episode 11:full disclosure....Well basically Sydney goes into an treatment to get her memories back but comes out as Julia.
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Ok so the story picks off where we left off…imREWRITING the end.
About two weeks later, Vaughn walked into Julia's cell. Unlike usual, he wasn't alone. Vaughn came with Lauren. Julia caught a glance at the blonde hair and smiled. It was similar to her own.
"Hello Julia. It's nice to meet you. I'm Michael's wife." she said tilting her head towards the light. In doing so she gave Julia the first good look at her face.
"It's you!!!!!!!" she said dreadfully. "You DIRTY BITCH!" she yelled, her voice echoing off the walls. She pounded on the windows to emphasize the point. She stared straight into her eyes and said "You little slut! I will kill you."
"Julia what the hell are you talking about? This is my wife." said Vaughn.
"That fact might be true but the fact that SHE IS A SLOPPY WHORE IS TRUE TOO."
"Stop it Julia. You can't talk to her like that."
"I can if she tried to kill me. Just because I took her spot in the Covenant. I always wondered where she got sent off to but now I guess I know. She's covenant Michael. She is a friggin mole!"
"Julia I can't believe you would even suggest that. This is my wife. She isn't a mole."
This was the first time she broke eye contact with Lauren. "Michael she is Covenant."
"No she isn't."
She looked into his eyes and conveyed an apology "I'm sorry Michael but she is."
"Don't give me that look Julia. She isn't a mole."
"I know it is hard to comprehend but she is covenant. I can't believe that you don't trust me."
"We are leaving."
"Go."she said with venom in he tone. She was hurt that he didn't believe her.
Lauren turned and left. "Michael she didn't deny it. She didn't say a damn thing against me. That's because she knows it's true."
And he left without a word.
Outside, in the rotunda, Jack watched the scene carefully. He began running the statistics through his head. Julia didn't remember who she really was. Any feelings of hatred that she would have towards Lauren would have been before she came back. He then began to work the possibility of Lauren actually being a mole. With Julia as an informant, covenant missions were much easier to make. There was anyways another bank account or a secret list just waiting to be uncovered. But the big missions concerning Rambaldi as of late seemed to be off. There was a covenant group always waiting. If not, then they we a tracking device on the artifact. The more he thought about it, the more sense it made that someone was a mole. And now they had a legitimate lead on who that was. Jack glanced up to see Lauren and Vaughn stepping out into the rotunda. Indeed he had a real lead.
"Hello Miss. Thorne." said Jack standing in front of his daughter for the first time in months.
"Ahh, Agent Bristow. Am I right in assuming that Agent Vaughn won't be coming around any time soon?"
"I suppose that is his decision. But the Agency would like as much information as you can give us."
"OK" she said simply as if she resigned before the fight started. She told him every detail she could possibly remember.
"Well Miss Thorne, I will be back tomorrow. We will finish up this information. And then we would like to begin testing again."
"Alright."she said calmly but it had an edge to it. It was almost like she was unhappy.
The last day of information was done painlessly. Julia talked and Jack listened. Very tedious. The real surprise came the next day. Julia expected to be wheeled off the medical wing to resume the testing for whatever they were looking for. She still didn't know. However, she was pleasantly surprised when she found a fold on the floor beside her. It was full of pictures. There was about a hundred of them. Class pictures, a picture of a home, an African-American women, a girl with bring red hair, a blonde man, a picture of a SUV; photographs upon photographs on things that didn't make sense to Julia. She searched for words but there was nothing there. This was just pictures. It was a jumble of faces and places to her.
"Don't get it do you?"
She tore her eyes away from the pictures. There was a man there. Someone she didn't know till about twenty minutes ago.
"You're in these pictures."
"Yes I am. My name is Will Tippin. We were hoping that you would remember something but I guess not huh?" the way he talked was in such a careless manner it threw her off for a moment.
"You're not an agent." she guessed
"Wow you already got me all figured out don't you?"
Julia smiled "No but I am an excellent judge of character. It comes with the job."
He laughed. He seemed at ease with her quicker than anyone else. "No I'm not an agent. I was a desk worker if you will." he paused and look at her carefully. "Alright well. Take a look at those pictures and I'll be back tomorrow."
And the days continued on like that. The next day they watched movies. The day after they played games. The day after they ate Sydney's favorite food. Day after day, Will lead her through the tracks known as Sydney Bristow. Everything that he ever known about her was put into play. But nothing seemed to get Sydney back from Julia. Until one day they decided to use their trump card. They finally let Sydney out of the ops center.
"Good morning Julia."
"Hey Willie."
"That is such a weird name. It's like I scare you."
She sent him a smile. It was more "Will that was the worst joke ever." than anything else.
"Come on. 'I give you the willies ' that's funny." They both laughed. "Well Julia we have a treat for you today." Suddenly as if it was on cue, two security guards stepped up and opened her door. They ushered her out of the cell block for the first time in months. In a daze she moved mechanically, she got dressed in normal clothing.
As soon as she was done she was brought back to Will. She looked at him curiously. "What's going on, Will?"
"We're going on a trip."
Surprised shone in her eyes "Cause you are the big man on campus here?"she said
"Nope but that guy wanted you to see it all. I'm just your tour guide."
"Intriguing. Well what are we waiting for?"And with that Will, Julia, four FBI agents left the Ops Center. Trailing behind them was Jack, Eric and Vaughn. Will and Julia were in one car. And the rest were following after them.
Will was the one driving the car. The roads were clear for once. Will never even saw it coming. Julia didn't even see it coming. She saw a golden opportunity. And the spy in her made her take it. She applied pressure on his neck and he was out like a light. Carefully she let him out of the car. She didn't know where she was going or even why she was going but something was calling to her and she just had to reach it.
The rest of the group found Will easily. And he was unharmed. They tracked Julia down through a tracer on her shirt.
"What is that? Where is she?" asked one of the FBI agents
"I know." Vaughn said calmly. He exchanged a glance with Jack who was checking on Will. With patience, he didn't know he possessed, Vaughn made it to her location without breaking any speeding laws.
"Stay here." he said in a non-dismissive tone. He got out of the car and walked to a bench across the street. On the bench, there was Julia. She was facing residential area. She seemed to be in a daze.
"Julia."
"Michael. Why am I here?"
"You tell me Julia. You tell me."
Across the road from where they were sitting was the spot where Sydney's old apartment used to be.
(a/n)well hurahh im done…I hope you like it…I will try to figure out more of the plot and I should have the next chapter soon…ttyl…read and review.