A few months later and Marshall was stirring in his sleep by the phone
ringing.
"Mom I cant go... the other boys don't...nooo" he awoke and realised the phone
was ringing. He reached for the receiver and picked it up.
"Hello?"
"Flinkman get over here. The baby's coming!" he heard Carrie shout.
Twelve hours later he was the very proud father of a nine pounds three
ounces bouncing baby boy.
"My god. He's gorgeous. Congratulations." Sydney held the little boy's hand. All of a sudden she fainted.
Black and white images of a toilet cubicle and a pregnancy test then a man shouting "Julia" came into her head, as she lay unconscious. She saw the date on a calendar in her handbag as she calculated the dates. She heard her thoughts as she looked around. The present day is... oh where is it... oh no. She knew she was pregnant. But who is the father? Great. I have total amnesia of the last... well forever. She hadn't even known who she was until the covenant had told her she was a spy for them. Perhaps it had been someone on her last mission. Or maybe it was Simon. No. She calculated she was at least six weeks gone. Just a week after the child must have been conceived was when I woke up in that white room with no memory and... and...
"Syd? Sydney are you ok?" she heard Weiss's voice as she came around. "I... I had a memory." She looked shocked. "Come on. I'm taking you home." He helped her up. "I'm sorry." She said to Carrie and Marshall as Eric led her out of the room and to the car. "Feel better Syd." She heard Marshall shout as she left their room.
Later on Sydney sat in her apartment and Weiss was making her a drink behind in the kitchen. "So what did you see?" she knew he would ask. "I saw..." She contemplated telling him a lie but then realised Weiss was the only one who was there for her these days and she needed someone to confide in. "...well I was sitting on the toilet. It was about a month or so after the incident. I still had wounds from Alison and the fire. I was holding a pregnancy test and it was positive. I saw myself calculating dates. I was six weeks gone. I don't remember much. It was kinda hazy but I do remember that I couldn't quite place the father or figure out who it was." She was still a little shaky as he handed her the cup.
"That's all you remember? No baby? No labour?" he queried. "I said that was all I saw Weiss." Sydney scolded. "Sorry. I know it's a shock." He paused and said what he knew was hanging in the air. "Vaughn was the father wasn't he?" he looked at her as she started to cry. "I think so. The dates add up. God I don't even know if I had it. I can't remember. I could have aborted it, had a miscarriage or even given it up. I wish I could remember." She wiped her eyes and Weiss put his hand on her shoulder. "Everything's going to be alright Syd. You'll remember eventually but only when the time is right. You've had countless regression therapy sessions and none of them have done any good. It took a relevant situation to trigger your memory." She sat in his arms for what seemed like forever weeping softly at the apparent loss of her child whether it was accidental or deliberate, she had no idea.
"My god. He's gorgeous. Congratulations." Sydney held the little boy's hand. All of a sudden she fainted.
Black and white images of a toilet cubicle and a pregnancy test then a man shouting "Julia" came into her head, as she lay unconscious. She saw the date on a calendar in her handbag as she calculated the dates. She heard her thoughts as she looked around. The present day is... oh where is it... oh no. She knew she was pregnant. But who is the father? Great. I have total amnesia of the last... well forever. She hadn't even known who she was until the covenant had told her she was a spy for them. Perhaps it had been someone on her last mission. Or maybe it was Simon. No. She calculated she was at least six weeks gone. Just a week after the child must have been conceived was when I woke up in that white room with no memory and... and...
"Syd? Sydney are you ok?" she heard Weiss's voice as she came around. "I... I had a memory." She looked shocked. "Come on. I'm taking you home." He helped her up. "I'm sorry." She said to Carrie and Marshall as Eric led her out of the room and to the car. "Feel better Syd." She heard Marshall shout as she left their room.
Later on Sydney sat in her apartment and Weiss was making her a drink behind in the kitchen. "So what did you see?" she knew he would ask. "I saw..." She contemplated telling him a lie but then realised Weiss was the only one who was there for her these days and she needed someone to confide in. "...well I was sitting on the toilet. It was about a month or so after the incident. I still had wounds from Alison and the fire. I was holding a pregnancy test and it was positive. I saw myself calculating dates. I was six weeks gone. I don't remember much. It was kinda hazy but I do remember that I couldn't quite place the father or figure out who it was." She was still a little shaky as he handed her the cup.
"That's all you remember? No baby? No labour?" he queried. "I said that was all I saw Weiss." Sydney scolded. "Sorry. I know it's a shock." He paused and said what he knew was hanging in the air. "Vaughn was the father wasn't he?" he looked at her as she started to cry. "I think so. The dates add up. God I don't even know if I had it. I can't remember. I could have aborted it, had a miscarriage or even given it up. I wish I could remember." She wiped her eyes and Weiss put his hand on her shoulder. "Everything's going to be alright Syd. You'll remember eventually but only when the time is right. You've had countless regression therapy sessions and none of them have done any good. It took a relevant situation to trigger your memory." She sat in his arms for what seemed like forever weeping softly at the apparent loss of her child whether it was accidental or deliberate, she had no idea.
