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Chapter 15

Sydney awoke again this time taking in her surroundings, it seemed to be a empty damp warehouse. She was on an uncomfortable cot in the corner, her hands still tied to the bed.

"Hello?" Sydney rasped her throat dry

Sydney heard loud footsteps headed towards her, heels Sydney thought her captor was a woman.

"Ahhh Miss Bristow, your awake" the fake British accent wasn't lost on her, Sydney instantly recognised the hated voice.

"Miss Reed is it Mrs Sark yet?" Sydney questioned bitterly not quite sure why she had been taken and why the horrible Lauren Reed had to rub it in her face that she had lost Julian.

"Quite correct there Sydney, you don't mind if I call you Sydney, do you?" Lauren smiled viciously at her.

"What do you want?" Sydney question agitation evident in her voice.

"Well you see Syd, I just so happen to want some valuable information from your precious boyfriend and seeing as how he is so DESPERATE to have you back, we are just going to have to wait a little while." Lauren spat.

It suddenly hit Sydney, Sark had been set up, Lauren had orchestrated the whole fiasco and now she was sitting here tied to an uncomfortable bed for who knows how long.

"He won't respond to your threats you stupid b" Sydney spat at Lauren.

Sydney's head snapped back with the force of Lauren's slap.

"I don't think we will have any problems, you seem quite close, I have been watching you closely Sydney, shopping with his daughter in the Markets in central London, if I recall correctly you had a grilled cheese sandwich and a chocolate milkshake, Anna's favourite oh and let's not forget his displace of chivalry when he carried you into his home that very first night. Then let's see the dinner in the heart of London, I must say your life has improved since he came along you had a pretty miserable existence wouldn't you say Syd?"

Sydney glared at Lauren, she had been watching them since the very first time she had met Anna.

"If Mr Sark doesn't pay I may just have to provide a little incentive, I'm sure a certain ring finger would be enough to make him pay"

Sydney gulped this was more serious than she thought. I need you Julian, please hurry.

Lauren got up and left, leaving Sydney alone on the cot. Rubbing her hands together Sydney noticed that the ropes were loosening. As subtly as she could Sydney loosened the ropes. Sitting up as quietly as she could Sydney got off the cot and snuck towards the door of the warehouse. The only problem was that she would have to make a noise to open the door. Watching to make sure Lauren was occupied Sydney quickly opened the door and prepared herself to run. She didn't make it far as she ran out the door she was greeted with the sight of a shortish old man with small round glasses pointing a gun at her.

Without thinking Sydney turned to run but the man fired, hitting Sydney sending a searing pain through her body. Sydney collapsed unconscious on the ground.

Lauren came outside to see what the commotion was about, a shocked look crossed her face as she saw Sydney laying on the ground unconscious.

"Sloane?" Lauren questioned

"You were supposed to watch her" Sloane barked

Between Lauren and Sloane they manoeuvred Sydney back onto the cot. Not bothering to tie her down as the bullet wound would be enough incentive to cooperate.

Cooped up in a CIA safe house in the heart of London, Agents Michael Vaughn and Eric Weiss were frantically working to locate Sydney. Not only were they stuck in London instead of sunny LA but they were looking for some rich business mans girlfriend.

"Dude, look at this" Weiss broke through Vaughn's intense concentration of the latest Intel that was currently scattered around the table and living room.

Weiss passed a report that he had pulled off the CIA database.

"Oh my god she's Jack Bristow's daughter!" Vaughn practically yelled.

"we have to contact Jack" Vaughn signed as he sunk down into the uncomfortable wooden chair.

"No way man, not only is Jack in deep cover but he is just plain scary he gives me the heeby jeebies" Weiss shuddered.

Silence overcame the pair, not sure where they were to go next. Suddenly broken by the ringing of Vaughn's cell phone, he hoped it was a lead they had been there almost a week now and were running out of contacts. The surveillance footage showed that Sloane and his men had taken her, but once they exited the airport no trace was found of Sloane or Sydney.

"Vaughn"

"Vaughn….ah Mr Vaughn….i mean Agent Vaughn I think you need to see this, I agh tracked Sloane I mean Mr Sloane to a warehouse in London but there was agh someone with him, a woman i'll upload the images now." The CIA tech Marshall Flinkman stuttered while furiously typing at the LA office of the CIA.

Vaughn quickly opened the file that Marshall had uploaded. The first set of photos were satellite images of the warehouse. Flicking through Vaughn found a series of photos of Sloane but it was the last set of photos that made Vaughn stop.

"Lauren?" Vaughn questioned allowed looking over at a speechless Weiss.

"Dude that's your wife!" Weiss couldn't help but state the obvious.

"Man that is one twisted coincidence, your wife is currently hanging around with that creep Sloane who just happens to kidnap the hot Miss Bristow who happens to be the girlfriend of one of the richest business men in the world and add to that she is THE Jack Bristow's daughter. Good luck trying to explain that to Kendall." Weiss ranted to a still silent Vaughn.

"Yeah" was all Vaughn could mutter.

"Hey look at it this way man, we have solved the case and you can now divorce that witch you sometimes call your wife." Weiss hit Vaughn over the head attempting to catch his attention.

Vaughn finally landed back in the real world, grabbing his cell and dialling quickly.

Sark picked up his ringing phone praying for good news, Sydney had been missing a week and he missed her desperately.

"We found her" Was all Sark heard, Sark was ready to cry in relief.

The CIA team surrounded the warehouse, preparing to strike. Sark remained in the van, eagerly awaiting the time when he would be allowed to enter and finally get to see Sydney.

Sark listened intently as the agents communicated commands via their coms and back to base. He heard a commotion as the agents reached where Sloane and Lauren were located in the warehouse.

"midnight to base targets one and two down requesting medical extraction team be sent in immediately" The frantic voice of Agent Vaughn resonated through out the van.

Medical team? Sark thought oh no Sydney!

Sark rushed out of the van ignoring Agent Weiss and his commands to get back in the Van.

"Where's Sydney, is she ok?" Sark frantically questioned the agent who just loaded Sydney into the ambulance, forgetting his calm exterior it didn't matter while ever Sydney could be hurt.

The agent Sark knew as Agent Dixon listened intently to the agent detailing Sydney's condition before signing out and turning to face an ashen faced Sark.

"Mr Sark? Miss Bristow has been taken to a secure medical facility she has been shot, she was found unconscious but breathing"

Sarks stomach plummeted, shot! Where?

The agent continued

"A car is waiting to take you to the hospital, good luck Mr Sark"

"ah Thanks" Sark managed as he stumbled away and into the waiting car.

Arriving at the hospital Sark all but sprinted from the car to the reception desk frantically questioning the nurse on Sydney's condition.

TBC