Well I guess I went on some year hiatus of some sort...lol. I'm sorry but high school has me pre-occupied. But I really want to finish this story. So let's recap!
Sydney fights her and Will's way out of a burning apartment.
Sark won't release Francie until he gets what he wants.
And he sends Lauren out to pretend to love Vaughn to get info.
Sydney sees Lauren and Vaughn leave off to the movies and dinner.
Remember this all takes place after the last episode of season two.
Here we go!
Chapter 5- Taken
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"How could he do this to me. I thought he loved me. Maybe I upset him earlier. Now we'll never have what we had again," Sydney thinks to herself while still crying. Then she decides to head home. She's come to the conclusion that this day isn't going to get any better. Driving home she thinks about all the fun times she and Vaughn had shared. Moments later she pulls up to her house. She gets out of her car not long after looking in the mirror of her sun visor wiping the tears away. She unlocks her door and fall of the couch. Not long after, she falls to sleep.
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"I found my only chance to get away and I took it! I don't know what to do! Tell me what to do! Where do I go next!"
"Sydney. You need to continue being Julia Thorne. You're in the perfect position to get the CIA what it has been looking for!"
Sydney suddenly wakes up. She silently heads towards her cell phone. She picks it up and opens her phone to see if by any chance Vaughn had called. The phone read 0 messages. She tossed it on her jacket and headed to the bathroom. She turned on the shower and shut the door.
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The nurse knocks on the door quietly.
"Come in," a voice yells from the other side.
"Hello Will. How are you feeling today?"
"Much better, thank you."
"Well the good news is you are ready to go home. Everything looks normal or close to normal. You seem to be in good health."
"Really? That's great!"
"Do you have a family relative or friend who can-"
"Yes."
"Well I was saying, if you didn't we can provide you transportation or-"
"I have someone. Thank you though."
"Do you want us to call-"
"No. That's OK. I'll do it." The nurse walks out and shuts the door ever so lightly. Will picks up the phone and dials Sydney's cell phone number.
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Sydney turns the knob all the way over to shut of the shower. She steps out and wraps a towel around her. Then she grabs a smaller towel and flips her head over and wraps her hair up on top of her head. She grabs some sweats, a white tank and some undergarmets. Slipping her clothes on, she hears her phone vibrate against the table. She lets her hair out of the towel and tosses it on her bed. She walks over to her phone and picks it up off of her jacket. Suddenly, before she had the chance to flip it open, she feels something press against her lower back.
"Hello Sydney," a cold voice says.
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The phone continues to ring.
"Hi. This is Sydney. Leave a message and I'll call you back. Bye." Will hangs up the reciever and decides to wait a little bit before calling back.
"She's probably busy at work," Will thinks to himself.
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Sydney knew that voice all to well to not know who it was. "Drop the phone and turn around slowly." Sydney does as she's told. She leans over slightly to set her phone down and she slowly turns around. Standing before her is a man she had seen many times before. He stood casually with the gun still pointed at her.
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The nurse knocks at the door again.
"Come in!"
"Did you get ahold of your friend yet?"
"Not yet."
"Did you want me to go ahead and book that shuttle-"
"No. I'm going to try later. I have nothing to do anytime soon anyway. Plus I have something important to talk to her about."
"All right then. Just make sure you tell us before you leave so we know to clean up the room. Also, you must be gone by tomorrow afternoon or we will put you on a shuttle."
"Don't worry. I'll be gone by then."
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"What? I didn't kick your ass hard enough last time so you've come back for more," Sydney asks.
"Very smart Miss Bristow, badmouthing again? You've already become a dangerous complication in our new plan. I wouldn't make it worse."
"What plan?"
"You'll find out soon enough. Now if you'll just come with me, I won't have to hurt you. You do have a choice Miss Bristow." Sydney suddenly ducks and kicks Sark to the ground. She finds space to run and catch Sark's gun. She picks it up and aims it at Sark. Sark chuckles.
"You know Sydney," Sark reaches into his back pocket and grabs another gun, "A man such as myself never goes without a spare." Both Sark and Sydney continue to stand there aiming their weapons at eachother. Both of them pulled the triggor.
The figure falls to the ground grabbing their shoulder in pain. The other figure stands over them with the gun pointed looking down. "You know Sydney, it didn't have to come to this." He butts her in the head with the end of the gun. She is knocked out.
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The phone vibrates inside his pocket. Sark takes it out and answers it.
"Hello?"
"Oh. Hi. Do I have the wrong number."
"Sydney can't answer her phone right now." Will was beginning to recognize who the voice belonged to. He then realized from his past experience. It was Mr. Sark!"
"What did you do with her! I swear to god I'm going to kick your ass!" In the background Will heard noises that sounded like Sydney calling for whomever was on the phone. Sark decided to make Will suffer. He set it to speaker phone.
"Sydney!"
"Will! Don't give into him! Whatever he wants, don't give it to him!" Will was upset over what he had heard. "Call Michael! Please!"
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Michael and Lauren were sitting at the Brunch Restaurant.
"So Michael. Where did you grow up?"
"I grew up in-" His sentence was cut off by the sound of his phone ringing. It came up as, "Will Tippon." I have to take this.
"Hello?"
"Michael?"
"Hey. How are you doing?"
"I'm good. I have something to tell you about Sydney."
"Listen man. She and I are over. I don't want to hear it."
"No. Man-"
"Listen. I don't care for her anymore!"
"Just listen to me!" Michael goes silent. "She's been taken. I think Sark has a lot to do with it. I called her cell phone and Sark answered."
"Thank you. I'll notify CIA right away." Michael hangs up.
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Michael walks into the CIA office.
"Jack. I need to speak with you."
"Go ahead."
"Not here." They both walk into a non-security room.
"Jack. Sark has demanded a page that's being kept in Tokyo, Japan. And he wants it for Sydney. But he contacted-" Vaughn is cut off by Jack.
"Wait back up a minute. What page?"
"Some page called page 86. It's in the Rambaldi Manuscript."
"And what do you mean he has Sydney," Jack asks in disbelief.
"He took Sydney last night."
"How did you find this out?"
"Will called me and said Sark answered her phone. But I was also going to say that Sydney and I already got the page-"
"How the hell did you get the page," Jack shoves Vaughn agianst the wall.
"We found out that Francie is still alive and they wouldn't give her up unless we gave them something they wanted. And I know how much Francie meant to Sydney, so I stole the page. But I had Marshall make a copy of it and make fake fluid to make the writing show up."
"How dare you go behind the CIA's back like this! Do you realize what you stole was property of the CIA! We own the only Rambaldi house in Tokyo!"
"What are you going to do about it Jack! Cause now they have your daughter and they won't release her until they get the page!"
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I know. Cheezy. But I need to get back into habit. Lol
RR!
-deena