Author's note------

Sorry for the massive grammatical errors in that last chapter. As a college student, I didn't have much sleep when I was updating the story to put onto the web. Thanks for all the reviews and I hope you enjoy this chapter.


A loud pitched noise woke him. It was something near his head that pulsated into his ears, stabbing the fogginess in his brain. He groaned and the light above him stung his eyes when he tried to open them.

Where the hell was he? What happened? He was knocked unconscious… but why? Louis…Baker… a mole in the CIA… Undercover ops… Field mission…

"Vaughn?" a deep recognizable voice coming from the left side of his bed snapped him out of his tangent.

Opening slowly this time, he was surprised to find Jack Bristow standing next to his bed. Of all people he wanted to see, Jack was the last of them. Wait, where the hell was Sydney? "Where's Sydney?"

"Something went… wrong during the field mission." Jack said and then looked behind him where Marshall stood nervously watching them. He looked slightly guilty, as if he had done something wrong. "The tracking device hasn't activated yet on Sydney's watch and she was last seen with Diana Louis. Melissa Baker and the Van that you were driving are missing also. Mr. Vaughn, they threw you out of the car before speeding away."

"Wait, the tracking device isn't activated?" Vaughn sat up confused and looked at Marshall for an answer.

"Well no. Not until they take off her watch. We know Sydney's alive, but her watch has been slightly going haywire for the past couple of days. It's not giving us a location." Marshall shrugged. "We think that she might have hit it and loosened some of the wiring in the watch."

"So shouldn't the tracking device be activated then?"

Marshall shook his head while looking at the ground. "No, because it's on its own circuit. I was afraid that if the watch stopped working then the device would have no way of activating. So… I created a totally different circuit for it. Only, now that's what is causing all the problems. So unless someone takes her watch off, we have no idea where she is."

"…You said a few days? How long have I been out?"

Jack's jaw muscles tightened and then loosened before speaking. "Three days and fourteen hours."

Vaughn let his body hit the pillow. He tried to think of the last thing he had heard or said in the van. "I was shot with a tranquilizer dart… before I could react Baker slammed my head against the steering wheel. I think she was waiting for me to call for help. When I did, she left as if she had somewhere to go. I guess she was setting up a trap. Sydney got there and I told her that the mole was Melissa. Then I everything went dark. I don't remember anything after that."

"Wait." Marshall's eyes sparked and he took a look at Vaughn's watch. "Oh man, I totally forgot."

"What?" Jack asked impatiently.

"There's a call button on your watch Vaughn, to call any other agent with the same prototype. It was something I added on to it last minute and I forgot to put it on the stationed one in our office. If we push it, it may call attention to its self. They may take it off her arm and that will activate the device." Marshall quickly punched in Vaughn's code and took off the watch. Pushing one of the buttons on the back of the watch, a light suddenly turned on and the watch began vibrating.

"Marshall, how will we know it worked?" Jack looked down at the man.


She woke up to her watch vibrating against her wrist. Her head felt like it had just been smashed through a couple of walls and something warm was running down the side of her face. Looking around, everything blurred in and out of focus. The smell of chlorine and human waste reached her nose and made her hold her breath for a second before she could tolerate the new sense.

"What the hell is this?" A voice grumbled and before she could fully understand what was going on, a hard fist hit the side of her head.

Someone grabbed her hand which was tied down. Undoing the tight restraints, they took off her watch and she felt a slight pinch in her skin. All that registered to her was the crack of her watch hitting the floor and being crushed under someone's heel. They tied her hand down and hit her across the face again.

"I know your name isn't Sarah. What is it?" the same deep voice asked into her ear. She felt his hot breath against her neck and yet the words didn't match his breathing. It was like watching a dubbed movie where the words didn't match the mouth and she was slightly confused until she slowly came to realize that she was drugged. "Who the hell are you? Are you part of the CIA?"

"Look at this bruise Greg. You see what she did to me?" It was woman who spoke. Was it Michelle?

"Put her to sleep. I don't feel like dealing with her right now." The man grumbled.

She felt a needle go into her arm and soon the voices began to grow dim and the smells became bearable and then nonexistent.


"It's working and whoa…" Marshall looked at the coordinates and scratched the top of his head.

"What?" Dixon looked down at the portable screen and raised his eyebrows.

"She's heading to the middle of Russia." Marshall explained and then gave Vaughn the screen. It guessed the trajectory the point was making as it grew fainter and fainter. She was heading straight into the middle of Russian territory.

Jack nodded. "Let's get the extraction team ready. Our mission has already failed… there's nothing to lose now except my daughter's life. Agent Vaughn, get Weiss and Nadia back into the office immediately. The team's leaving in two hours. I want the equipment ready in one. Got that Marshall?"

Vaughn took one of the radios that had been connected to Sydney's tracking device. Leaving the room, he went straight to the telephone and punched in the number to Weiss' cell phone.

"Hey, this is Eric."

"Weiss, you and Nadia need to get back to the office stat. Pack your bags. We're heading to Russia in two hours. I'll explain when you get here." Vaughn looked down at Sydney's monitor and noticed that her blood pressure was below normal.

"Well hello to you too Vaughn…" Weiss replied jokingly.

Hanging up before Weiss could give him any grief, Vaughn grabbed the small duffle bag that he kept in the office for such occasions and went back into Marshall's office.

Marshall was staring at the main screen trying to clear up the audio. All that could be heard was a few muffled words. He looked up and was surprised to see Vaughn behind him. "Hey, I'm trying to get a better feed."

"Do you have anything else that could help us out in Russia?"

"Other than the normal stuff? No... Sorry." Marshall replied just as he clicked the receiver making the voices ten times clearer.

They both strained to hear what was going on.

"…leave her before you end up killing her."

"I think they know about us."

"Who cares? They were bound to find out sooner or later. Right now, I believe that we have an asset of theirs. I'm sure we can get something out of this whole catastrophe."

"Agent Vaughn, we need to go over mission specs." Jack came into the office and stared down at the screen. His hard eyes clouded slightly and his jaw clenched together. "Enough of this. The only way we can get Sydney out alive is if we keep focused. Marshall, turn that down."

Vaughn's hands clenched at his sides and he took a deep breath to calm his rage. Following Jack out, he tried to ignore the sounds coming from the receiver as the words echoed inside his head. If he got a chance, he was going to make sure that those bastards would burn in hell.


She groaned in pain as she tried to shift her body into a better position. The floor was rough and it poked into her back. Coldness seeped into her from the ground and it took her a few seconds to realize that she was lying on rough cement. Shivering, she tried to get a clearer perspective on her predicament. That became difficult since her eyes were blindfolded.

As she breathed in, a sharp stabbing pain radiated from her ribs. The air was musty and stale. Where ever she was, the place was not well ventilated. Hard soles hit the cement and they echoed against the metal walls. She guessed that they had probably moved her into an abandoned warehouse.

"Awake I see?"

She turned her head left towards the source of the voice.

A sharp nudge in her side pushed her to her front and her face stung from the abrasions on her skin touching the cold floor. It gave her numbed arms, which were tied behind her, relief from the pressure of her own weight and they began to tingle with sensation. Then someone yanked her roughly to her feet by pulling on her arms. The strain on her shoulders made her cringe as she fell into a hard seated chair.

The light pierced her eyelids as the person yanked off the blindfold that had kept her in darkness. She blinked to try to get use to the light and turned quickly in the direction of the person that had spoken. Her eyes went wide in realization as she recognized who the man was. It was the man who had led her into the testing room the first day at Langley. How many leaks where stationed in the CIA?

"Hey there… didn't think I'd ever see your pretty little face again." The man sat down in a chair that he had brought in and grinned.

She took a good look at him and noticed a few things she hadn't seen earlier. His graying hair was slightly matted and part of his front top left tooth was chipped making it look like a fang. His eyes were a dull gray and his nose was slightly bigger in ratio to his head.

He scratched the top of his head and then nodded to someone behind her that she couldn't see. "Bruce here… let's just say that he is very good at getting people to talk. I want to know who you're working for because I know it's not the CIA. Is it the FBI?"

Staring at him, she clenched her jaw and took in a slow deep breath. It was a calming tactic she had used many times. Something she had learned during her time growing up dealing with disappointments when her father never showed when he had told her he would. It had also helped her to deal with the problems she had with SD-6. Her face muscles relaxed giving her a fake sense of calm that spread throughout her body.

"Tsk… I was hoping we'd get this over with quickly." He sighed almost over exaggerating his disappointment.

Something cold hit the side of her neck and from experience she realized what was happening as her muscles twitched uncontrollably. It felt as though a thousand large pins were sticking in and out of her body. The pain spread so deeply that she could feel it in her bones. She clenched her jaw closed. Closing her eyes, she tried to concentrate on other thoughts, like just what she'd do when she got out of her binds.

And then the pain suddenly stopped. Her ears began ringing, deafening her to anything else around her. Then her hearing began to come back. First she could hear water dripping off in the background and then she could hear the two men's breathing. Slowly opening her eyes, she glared at the man's face in front of her.

"I knew this is going to take some time to persuade you. I would have been disappointed if it had ended so quickly… Especially after all that training you must have received in order to fake the tests at Langley. But don't worry, the fun is just beginning." He stood up and left her line of view, leaving her with Bruce who came into her view.

She sized him to be around six feet and had to be holding at least two hundred pounds on those giant bones. Taking a deep breath as she ignored the pain in her ribs, she licked her dry cracked lips and let her breath out slowly.

A blow to the side of her face sent her flying out of her chair and she crashed onto the ground with a painful grunt. All the air rushed out of her lungs and she tried to catch her breath before the next hit to her back sent her rolling into the legs of the chair she had just left. Trying to get a bearing on things, she began to sit up only to crash back down to the ground as more electricity was sent jolting into her body.

The last thing she heard was the loud crack of her collar bone giving out from a hard kick to her left shoulder. The world felt as if it shrunk and then grew as she fell in and out of consciousness. Then her mind rested into darkness and peace.

To be continued….


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