Note: Vaughn and Sydney barely have escaped with their lives from the back alley of the restaurant thanks to Vaughn's strange new...abilities. Afterward, Vaughn collapsed Sydney is now going to have to decide what to do next. Whether to protect him, or to turn him over to the CIA.
All reviewers: I'm so sorry about the brown eyes thing. Yes, he does have green eyes, that was a mistake on my part.
Chapter 5- The Rescue
Sydney stared at Vaughn, lying on the ground, in shock for a few seconds before rushing to her feet. She ran over to Vaughn's side and felt his pulse. It was a little faster than normal, but other than that it was steady. He appeared to be okay.
She could feel tears in her eyes, she didn't know what to do. There was blood all over him. On his face, his cloths, his hands, and she had seen how it got there, and she still couldn't believe what she had witnessed.
The alley was dark and dank, there were two bodies surrounding her and the unconscious Vaughn, and it certainly was no place she wanted to remain for very long.
She decided she had to get him to a hospital, and one that was CIA run.
She quickly pulled out her com-link. She fumbled with it a second before turning it on and putting it in her ear. She switched it on and put it up to her ear, not leaving Vaughn's side. He was still unconscious.
"Weiss!" she yelled into the com. He answered almost immediately.
"Thank God. Are you two alright?" he asked quickly. The question caught Sydney off guard, even though it was the first question she knew he would ask. It took her a second to answer.
"Sydney?" Weiss asked again. Sydney looked down at Vaughn, trying to think of the best way to answer.
"Uh, Vaughn's unconscious," Sydney said quickly, "You'd better send an ambulance, and cut the siren and lights, we don't want any attention."
"Is he okay?" Weiss asked.
"I, I think so. Just get over here." Sydney snapped. She put down her com and started looking Vaughn over. Then she remembered. He had been shot in the leg.
She looked down to where she had seen him shot. There was blood on his clothing and she could see a tear in the fabric that the bullet had made. It looked like the bullet had only grazed his leg, but that would have caused it to bleed a lot and probably leave a large gash.
Sydney tore away the fabric from the area where the wound would be. She prepared to use the clothing she tore away to create a compress to stop any further bleeding, but when she tore away the fabric, she didn't find a bullet wound, instead she found, nothing.
All Sydney saw was perfectly normal skin, where she knew there should have been a nasty looking bullet wound. She ran her hand over the area on his lower leg. It was perfectly fine.
Sydney had seen Vaughn fall after getting shot, she had seen the look of pain on his face, and she had seen him bleeding, yet she could see no reason any of that to have happened. It was as if the injury had never existed.
Or it had disappeared impossibly quickly.
Sydney sat back on her heals, and looked down at Vaughn, he was still unconscious. He looked so peaceful.
What is happening to him? she thought. How could this even be possible? The two thoughts ran through her head for what must have been the millionth time.
Sydney started to feel dizzy. She put a hand to her head, over her eyes, and she wanted nothing more than to scream.
She wanted to scream for her stupidity on accepting to go out to dinner. She wanted to scream at the things she had seen tonight, but mostly she wanted to scream for Vaughn, for what had just happened to him, even if she didn't know what that was.
If Sydney was going to protect Vaughn, there was still one more thing she had to do. One of the thugs had been...impaled. She looked around for something that would have made an effective enough weapon to do the job. Finally she spotted an old piece of piping next to the restaurant's dumpster. Sydney walked over and examined the piping. It would of had a sharp enough edge to do the job. She walked back over, coated it in the thug's blood, and left it next to the body.
She went over and knelt down beside the other thug's body, to find out how he had been killed. What she saw made her a little nervous. She pulled back his head to find that his throat had been torn out. That was the only way to describe it. And, were those puncture wounds? But she didn't have time to think how Vaughn had done it, only how he logically could have done it, so that she could cover it up.
Sydney remembered that Vaughn carried a boot knife. Sydney got to her feet and went over and took the small but sharp knife from its sheath. Sydney walked back over to the body. Before she gave it any more thought she stuck it in the dead man's neck. She stood up and looked at her work. He convincingly looked like he had been stabbed.
That's when she glanced up and saw the security camera. It was a small camera mounted to catch that section of the alleyway. She realized that it must belong to the restaurant, to survey the trucks bringing in supply and produce.
But tonight, it had seen what had happened, and she had to get it.
She felt a pit in her stomach. What if not only the camera had seen, but someone, mainly a security guard?
It was then that the ambulance pulled down the alleyway, the only sound it making being its tires on the wet pavement. It's lights and siren had been turned off, and it backed to a stop in front of Sydney and the still unconscious Vaughn.
Sydney didn't move as the back doors of the vehicle
Weiss jumped out before the ambulance had even stopped moving. There were two other men with him. One in the driver's seat and one in the back.
"Sydney, what happened?" Weiss asked as he crouched down next to Vaughn, feeling for a pulse. Weiss had a first aid kit next to him. Sydney moved a little to the side so that Weiss could do his job.
"Vaughn saved both our lives, then he collapsed." Sydney didn't have to lie with that answer, nor did she have to hide the worry in her voice.
"Vaughn, buddy, can you hear me?" Weiss said, trying to bring Vaughn back into consciousness.
Vaughn didn't respond.
Weiss opened both Vaughn's eyes and shined a light into them one at a time. Sydney saw that his pupils dilated normally.
"His heartbeat seems to be stable. Do you have any idea why he collapsed?" Weiss asked after he checked Vaughn's eyes.
Weiss got no response. He looked around but Sydney was nowhere to be seen , but he decided that he couldn't go look for her, he had to focus on getting his friend to the hospital, to make sure everything was alright.
Where Sydney had gone was to get the surveillance tape. She had snuck away from the scene in the alley when she got the chance. She found the back room to the restaurant and snuck in. If anybody had seen what had happened outside, they were in trouble.
She walked through the back of the small restaurant. In a small place like this, there would be one security guard, maybe two. She found the tiny surveillance room not far from t he kitchen.
She walked into the small security room. There was only one guard on duty, and he was asleep.
Sydney thanked whoever had given her at least one stroke of good luck that day. On second thought, she thought to herself, I'm entitled to it after everything that has happened today.
She reached precariously over the snoring guard's shoulder. He let out a load snort. Sydney froze, but he didn't wake up. Quickly she popped the tape, then hurried out of the restaurant, tape in hand.
When she arrived outside, Vaughn had already been loaded into the ambulance, and they were ready to go. She hurried into the back ambulance doors, and jumped in, taking her seat beside Vaughn, and across from Weiss. The ambulance took off.
There were a few moments of nothing but the bumps in the road and the steady beats of the heart monitor before either of them started to speak.
"Where did you go?" Weiss asked.
Sydney waved the tape. Weiss understood and nodded, yet she knew he didn't know the full reason for her getting it.
"Your cover story will should be that he was catching you for some final intel, and you were attacked by two common thugs." Weiss said.
"Do you really believe they'll believe that?" Sydney asked.
"They'll have no reason not to." Weiss countered.
"Thanks Weiss," Sydney said, grateful that he was looking out for them. If Kendell found out that they had gone out to dinner, they would be in big trouble.
"Any time," Weiss answered.
Weiss then looked at his friend with sorrow in his eyes.
"It's my fault, you know," he said in a low voice, his guilt evident. "I told him to tell you how he really felt."
Sydney reached over and put her hand on Weiss's shoulder. "Weiss, you didn't do anything wrong. We're grown people, we made our own decision."
"Yeah, but Vaughn probably wouldn't be in this ambulance if it wasn't for me," he answered forlornly.
I'm not so sure, Sydney thought. She had seen some impossible things over the last two years, but this...
And it happening to someone she cared about.
Someone she loved.
The revelation didn't surprise her at all. Sydney simply leaned over and whispered in Vaughn's ear.
"Whatever is happening, we'll get through this together. I'll never leave your side," she promised, and she took his hand in both of hers.
The rest of the trip to the hospital was made in silence.
So, she decides to protect him. What a surprise. I hope that this story is developing up to standards. As always, please review if you want more.