KAliasGirl
Cadet
In The Arms of Fate
Chapter 1
Couple: S/V
Summary: When young Sydney Bristow's life get turned upside down she
meet the one person that will change her life forever.
Gender: AU /Fluffy some
A/N: This is a new story I am co- authoring with Whitelighter Enchantress.
Hope you enjoy thank you all for help get this start you know who you are.
Sydney Bristow was what you would call a normal eighteen-year-old. She
was popular with her classmates, she was senior class president, and
she lived in a beautiful white colonial style house with a huge
backyard. She had two very loving parents that would do anything for
her. Everything from the outside looked perfect to anyone passing by.
That was until three weeks ago when life as Sydney knew it had been
shaken to its very core in a matter of minutes.
Sydney had been on her senior class trip in London, England, when her
world had gotten turned upside down. While she was away her parents
had planned to go to Aspen on a ski vacation. She had just gotten back
to her hotel room where her best friend Franice and her were staying.
Francie was sitting on the bed looking at the wall; she looked as if
she was going to lose it at any minute.
"Fran what's going on you look like some one just died."
"Sydney you better sit down. I have to tell you something important."
"Fran you can tell me anything you know that now just tell me."
"Syd my mother just called, I'm so sorry, but she just called to say
that while your parents where gone they got in accident.'
"Fran Are they all right?"
"No sweetie their not it seems while they were going down a ski slope
the hit a patch of hard snow and ice and hit a tree and they..."
"They what?"
Francie took a deep breath. "They both died on impact."
With those words Sydney's life was over. Jack and Laura Bristow were
dead. She booked the next flight back to Los Angeles to make the
arrangements to bury her family, the only family she had on either
side. Both her parents were only children.
"Fran my flight leaves four am tomorrow morning. I want to go alone, I
have to deal with this in my own way."
"Syd there is no way I am letting you go back home on your own, you
need someone with you right now."
"Ok, fine, I just didn't want to cut your trip short because of me".
"Syd its fine this trip wouldn't be fun with out you anyway."
"Ok."
"Let's get some sleep. We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow."
That night Sydney did not sleep at all. Every time she tried she saw
flashes of her life before this horrible day. The next morning the
ride to the airport was quiet. Sydney was in her own little world
trying to get away from the pain she was in. Franice knew she wouldn't
want to talk at the moment so she didn't push her to. When they
arrived at the airport they boarded the plane.
Sydney Bristow sat alone in the window seat of a large airplane. She
looked so sad, especially for an 18-year-old returning from her senior
trip. She sat calmly, but she looked like she wanted to scream and
cry.
She thought, "I can't believe that my parents are dead, they are the
only family I have what am I going to do? I have to make the funeral
arrangements and try to figure out were to go and what to do."
Fran returned from the bathroom and sat down next to Syd.
"Hey Syd, how are you holding up?"
"I'm fine, I just need to get home so I can figure out what I'm going to do."
"Syd, why don't you let my mom worry about all the funeral
arrangements and you and I can just relax. You shouldn't have to do
all of this alone, me and my family are here for you."
"No, really, I'm fine, but I need to do this myself."
The funeral was set for the next Saturday. They had arrangements for
her parents to be buried side by side with head stone reading loving
family and forever soul mate. Jack David Bristow June 10th 1952 to
December 15th 2005 Laura Danielle Bristow May 29th 1953 to
December15th 2005.
So many people were gathered around the grave, many people that Sydney
had never met. She realized how little she really knew about her
parent's lives outside the house...
Sydney didn't hear the eulogies being spoken, nor did she hear the
crying from the people around her. All she could hear are her parents'
voices echoing in her mind. It suddenly hit her that she will never
hear this voices again. With this thought, she broke down. Tears
flowed from her eyes like waterfalls.
She looked up at the people around her. There was Francie and her
family, her neighbors, a few of her parents' friends she's met at
parties... None of them felt the same loss that Sydney did. None of
them felt the same pain. None of them were missing a piece of their
heart.
After the funeral, Sydney ran up to Franice's bedroom and locked
herself in. Fanice saw her rush upstairs but didn't go after her right
away. She knew Sydney had cried on the way home and at the service but
she knew Sydney was numb, and everything that had happened hadn't
hit her yet. Now it finally had.
After a few minutes, Francie finally checked on her.
"Sydney honey can I come in? Are you all right?"
Sydney didn't answer but she did open the door. Fanice entered slowly
so not to scare her. Franice went straight to the bed and wrapped
Sydney in her arm.
"Oh sweetie I promise you everything will be ok I'm here for anything
you need anything at all."
Sobs wracked Sydney body. Franice just let her release all her
emotions. After awhile Sydney's sobs finally calmed.
"Fran I can't stay here".
"Syd I told you my family doesn't mind trust me you can stay here as
long as you like."
"Fran that's not what I mean. I can't go back home, it's too hard, I can't
stay in LA either, it's too hard being to here without them. I need to get
away."
"Then I'll come with you. We will go back to London, have a great summer
and come back before we go to UCLA in the fall."
"Fran I love you you're my best friend but I'm not going to UCLA this
fall. If I leave I won't be back. LA holds to many memories of my
family it's to painful."
"Syd I understand but right now you're dealing with so much grief are
you sure? I don't want you making any life changing decisions right
now".
"Fran I know you're worried about me but I just can't stay here, I'm
sorry. I'm going to Paris. My mom and I always dreamed about going
together. I want to go to honor her and fulfill our wish of seeing the
city of love and lights."
"What about money?"
"Money is not an issue- my parents lawyer contacted me last night and
informed that my parents set up a trust fund which I can get access to
on the event of a parent's death. He said there was eighteen
million dollars, a million dollars deposited on my birthday every year
so like I said money is not an issue."
"Wow, did you know your parents were that wealthy?"
"I knew we were well off but I didn't know we were this well off".
"You sure you don't want me to come along?"
"Fran I need to be alone... I really need to be alone."
"Ok so when would you go?"
"I was planning to go Wednesday morning after I pack up my house and put
it on the market."
Shocked Franice said, "You're selling your house? The house you grew up in,
the house where we spent hours in your room talking about boys, movies,
fashion, and eating coffee ice-cream granted I always ate cookie dough
because I hated coffee."
"Like I said before I just can't go back. Please understand Fran please".
"I do and I will help, everyone will."
Sydney stayed at Franice's till Monday morning when she finally got up
enough courage to head home. As she entered that house she could smell the
fragrance of her mother's perfume mixed with the after shave and cologne
of her father, which brought tears streaming down her face once again.
Sydney quickly entered every room, packing what she could and she called the
movers to move the rest of the furniture to a storage unit she had
rented out. She also called a realtor and listed the house. At last she
called the airlines and a hotel and booked her trip to Paris and her
new life.
Franice drove Sydney to the airport Wednesday morning and they said
goodbye. Sydney promised she would keep in touch through e-mail and
phone calls. She just need to find herself once again and rebuild her
life.
End of Chapter 1
onder: Interesting...very interesting. It was well written, but the whole death just seemed rushed...*scrunches face* I mean, don't get me wrong, it was wonderful, but maybe you could have stretched out the chapter and made more chapters with more detail. *turns head*