Beneath the Ice
Rating: PG-13 to be safe
Spoilers: Through season 2 episode 3 "Cipher".
Summary: Someone other than Dixon rescued Sydney from the thin ice.

 

Chapter 1

 

Sydney crashed through the icy surface. The frigid water rushed up to engulf her. Her thoughts were lost for a moment and then she realized she had to get out. She swam up from the cold depths and found herself closed in. The ice had frozen over. She pounded on the ice as the cold ebbed at her body threatening to take away her senses. She felt herself fading as he body succumbed to the cold.

 

Suddenly, the ice cracked above her. A hand reached beneath the surface to grab hers. Strong arms pulled her from the freezing water. The last thing she remembered before darkness took her was a pair of ice blue eyes.

 

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Sydney smelled the aroma of tea leaves as she opened her eyes. There was the sound of footsteps and then a door being opened and quickly shut. Her eyelids felt too heavy to open. She felt swelteringly hot. At least it was a definite step up from the frigid icy waters of the Siberian ice cavern. She finally opened her eyes and looked around the room. The walls were wood paneled and there was a single window in the room. The window was perhaps two feet by one and sure enough it was barred. All it took was one glance at the locked door for Sydney to realize that she was most likely not in the friendliest place.

 

Slowly, she sat up in the bed and pushed aside the blankets. She swung her legs over the side of the bed and started to stand, but her legs felt like they weren’t there. She sat back down. Pressing a hand to her forehead she shook her head. No wonder she felt out of it. She was running a fever. She looked to the source of the initial smell that had awoken her.  

 

On the nightstand there was a small tray with a steaming teapot and a mug. Leaning against the mug was a small card. Sydney picked it up and only cringed as she read it.

 

Help yourself to the tea, Miss Bristow. I’ll be back to speak with you later.

 

Sydney groaned. It didn’t take her high IQ to figure out that the person who was holding her was Sark.