Disclaimer: as usual, I do not own Alias

Chapter 11

General POV

"Is she ok?" a nurse asked the doctor.

"I don't think so"

"Oh, ok" she paused, "Do you want me to get some water?"

"Why?"

"To throw on her face, it wakes you up"

"Really? Ok then"

"Sure it does, I use it to wake up Sammy in the mornings, I'll just go get some" she left the room.

Sydney groaned, "NO DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT SADIE, SHE'S WAKING UP"

Sydney groaned again and opened her eyes slowly. "Where am I?"

"Mrs. Whitington, you fainted"

"Huh?"

"You're in a doctor's surgery"

"I am?" she asked

"Here Doctor Watson, I got the water" Sadie said as she re-entered the room with a bucket of water.

"No need Sadie, she's awake…" it was too late Sydney was soaked with ice cold water.

"SAIDE YOU IDEOT" Doctor Watson yelled, "SHE WAS ALREADY AWAKE, YOU BLONDE WOMEN"

"I'm sorry Doctor" she said starting to cry.

"Don't apologize to me, apologize to Mrs. Whitington"

As soon as Sydney heard the name Whitington she immediately went into her alias. "That's it, this totally unreasonable, for god's sack this is supposed to be a doctor's surgery, you'll be hearing for my lawyers"

"Mrs. Whitington, it was an accident…" the doctor started.

"An accident my arse, I am soaked to the bone. You see these clothes, they are Gucci, meaning dry-cleaning only. I'm going to sue you so badly you will never forget the name Amanda Whitington"

Sydney turned and walked out of the surgery.

Sydney's POV

I got into the car that was still waiting out the front and headed back to the hotel. The driver looked at me through the rear-vision mirror, and looked at me strangely.

"Don't ask" I said before he could say anything.

"Wasn't going to Mrs. Whitington"

I groaned "Please call me Amanda, I swear if one more person calls me Mrs. Whitington, I am going to kick them where it hurts the most"

"Yes Amanda, anymore shopping on the agenda today?"

"No just take me back to the hotel; I need to get some sleep"

"Right away Amanda"

"Thank you" I smiled weakly at him and then looked out the window into space.

So Sydney I think it's about time you and I had a heart-to-heart talk. Sydney is pregnant in Sydney. Haha how funny. OH GOD I'm pregnant, me Sydney Bristow, what is the world coming to? This can't be happening; I can't get pregnant, well at least not after the chemo. The doctor's told me that I had like 3 chance of getting pregnant. Damn that 3 chance. I'm going to get another doctor's view on this, it can't be in there. Hang on for a minute, the last time I had sex…Oh God, in Paris, with Vaughn. He was the father. I'm hearing voices, I'm going insane, all these years of spying are getting to me. I think I need to see a doctor, or better yet a shrink. Oh God how am I going to tell Vaughn? Maybe he doesn't have to know. How many months along am I? Well let's think Paris was three months ago, so three months pregnant. Great, just great.

Vaughn's POV

I arrived back at the hotel to find Sydney wasn't in. I figured that she still wouldn't be shopping, and maybe she was downstairs in the bar. I worked out that she wasn't shopping because all of her shopping bags were all over the floor. I rang downstairs to reception to find if she was at the bar. Then they told me that she had gone to the doctors. Ok something really wasn't right; Sydney never goes to the doctor unless something was really wrong.

Oh no, maybe the cancer was back, oh God she's going to die. She can't die, I won't let her die. "You can't die Sydney" I yelled.

"I'm not going to die" Sydney said as she walked into the room, "Why am I going to die?"

"Well you went to the doctor's and now your cancer is back, and the chemo mightn't work and you're going to die" I said very fast.

"My cancer isn't back, I'm fine" she said

"No your not, you went to the doctors, something is wrong, tell me, tell me please"

"Ok don't get your undies in a knot"

"I'm not"

"Vaughn, Daniel, whatever, I'm pregnant"