Into the Light
Author: Leigh
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Distribution: I own none of the characters in this fic....everything is owned by J.J.
Abrams, ABC, and Bad Robot Productions....
Summary: Post ATY. Action and drama ensue as Sydney works to save herself and
Vaughn. More to it than this, but way too much to summarize!
Rating: PG-13
Classification: Action/Adventure, Drama



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�I have waited almost thirty years for this.� The woman�s voice stated coldly.

�Mom?� Sydney Bristow gasped, face filled with horror and shock.

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PART 1

A million things ran through Sydney�s head at that exact moment. It was as if her tongue
lodged in her throat as her mind raced through thousands of scenarios, suspicions, and
un-answered questions she longed to ask.

Sydney�s eyes stayed wide as her mother glared at her with an icy, yet slightly pitying
stare.

�Sydney.� Her mother stated flatly, almost with a hint of accusation.

�W...wh..� Sydney tried to form a sentence, however she couldn�t, a mere statement
proved to be an impossibility at that moment.

�I....expected this day would come...and I can�t say I wasn�t looking forward to it.� She
said after several moments of examining the look on her daughter�s face.

�I suppose you have questions....though.....I�m affraid they won�t be answered.� Her
mother said in a slow, dominating tone.

At her mother�s words, Sydney finally regained a sense of awareness of her current
situation. Her focus became fixed, and eyes cold like her mother�s.

�What do you want?� She asked quietly in anger.

�I wanted an intruder disposed of. But....when I found out it was my own daughter....I had
to see for myself....I suppose you can understand my interest...after nearly thirty years.�
Irina Derevko said.


Sydney had to control the urge to beg her mother for answers to the many questions she
held. Instead she decided to speak in anger.


�What the hell is this? Where is my partner? What do you want?� She demanded through
gritted teeth.


�I want nothing from you...nothing but perhaps time....time we have lost.� Her mother
replied.


�You think you deserve MY time?� Sydney said in a shocked tone. She couldn�t believe
her mother was acting like something had been robbed from HER.


�My dear girl....such bitterness....what lies has your father been filling your head with all
these years?�


�Don�t you talk about my father...you know NOTHING about him....your life with him
was a lie....your life with both of us...was a lie.� Sydney�s eyes began the statement with
firey anger, though the last part she said with tears in her eyes.


�I have waited so long for this....you will not speak to me in this tone.� Her mother said,
clearly angered.


�NOW you�re trying to be a mother?� Sydney said half with accusation, half with
sarcasm.


At this Laura Bristow, or Irina Derevko, whomever she REALLY was lept up from her
chair and charged towards Sydney.


Her hand struck Sydney�s face with fury.


�I would advise you to hold your tongue Sydney...I don�t have to remind you in a position
with no place to go....no one to save you.� She spat at her daughter quickly.


Her mother stood and regained her temper, clearly flustered with her loss of control. She
doesn�t lose her temper. She wasn�t going to start now.


Sydney�s face had remained turned from the blow.


Her mother stepped forward once more and reached out her hand slowly.


Her fingertips went to her daughter�s chin and gently guided it back forward.


�I can save you Sydney. I can help you....in so many ways.� She said after several
moments.


Her hand lingered near Sydney�s face, but after several moments, she pulled it back to her
side.


Sydney did not look at her mother�s face, she merely stared at the floor.


�THIS...is what I have waited for...to bring you into the light.�


At her words, Sydney felt a sharp, rather painful prick in her neck, and with that....she felt
her body go limp, and her consciousness fade away.

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