And Then There Was One

OMG that was so sad!!! maybe wills not dead!!! well u can obviouly see thrugh my sobs that u are such a great writer. 😭 wow. that was great!
 
omg! i started reading this story cause i wanted 2 find out what happened but killing will first was... i cant explain it! it wasnt his fault he was CIA anyway. he just happened 2 b in the wrong place at the wrong time!😭 why did u have 2 do it??!!😭
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Wow, I haven’t written on this one in a long time! Actually, I had this chapter, but then I lost it :( so, yeah. I’ll try to recreate it...:shrugs::

Ch. 7

Telling myself over and over again that it was a dream didn’t help at all. In fact, it was only making me doubt my own abilities. Which started me thinking; what if I couldn’t do this? I mean, I was supposed to be the one to officially take him down, and what if I turned into a basket case going in there?

**
It was midnight by the time I woke up. Feeling extremely depressed, I walked into our mini-headquarters without speaking to anyone I passed. My arms were folded across my chest and the only thing I could concentrate on was the floor. When Vaughn saw me, he came up and hugged me, but I didn’t respond.

“Syd, are you alright?” Taking a defensive position, I pushed myself out of his arms.

“Look, let’s just—not, okay?”

“I only meant—”

“Yes, I know what you meant, but right now is not the time to recap, so can we just move on?” I brushed past him and took my seat in front of the luminous monitors. All the operatives in the Sloane house were asleep, so there wasn’t much to miss, but I needed a distraction.

“Have there been any new developments?” I said over my shoulder to my father.

“We sent Marshall in almost four hours ago. We haven’t heard anything though,” he said, looking down at the floor.

“Dad, I though Marshall was just going to be on comms with Dixon?” I hissed threateningly.

“Well, Sloane wanted him to go in and lay out the plan to capture us,” he said, gesturing towards Vaughn and myself. Vaughn was standing in a corner, doing something that resembled pouting. Not caring what he was doing at the moment, I returned to the darkened screens.

**
“Dixon, I want to see Marshall. I want to know what exactly this plan is that will trap the Bristows and agent Vaughn.

“Yes sir, I’ve got Marshall standing by…”

*
“Mr. Sloane, great to see you again. It’s nice to be, you know, here working with you. You know, Australia is a great place to hide your operations. In fact, I saw this thing on E!, you know the show Wild On, and they said—”

“Marshall, can we just see the plans?”

“Certainly. Alright, here’s how it’s gonna go. Now, this is so cool. Dixon here is going to report back to a CIA base in California that he has found, well, uh, you, he’ll give Sydney the coordinates of this place, they’ll come here, and we’ll be waiting for them. I figured it was better to bring them here than rather go after them because, well, I guess it’s just easier that way.”

“Alright, Marshall, you’ll take care of security. Once the Bristows and Agent Vaughn infiltrate the building, Irina, you’ll take care of getting them downstairs with the help of Agent Weiss. Dixon, you’ll be standing guard outside.”


**
“That was it?” I said in disbelief.

“That was it. Sorry, Sydney, if this comes as a disappointment to you, but we are doing our best,” my dad said in a sarcastic tone.

“Gee thanks. I wonder when Sloane will find out he doesn’t really need Weiss,” I mused.

“What do you mean?” Vaughn said sharply.

“I mean, Weiss is basically extra luggage. It’s not like Sloane absolutely needs him.”

“What, so you want him to die?” Vaughn said with a hurt look on his face.

“Of course not! All I’m saying is that Sloane has one person that he doesn’t need. And perhaps we should tell Weiss that when we get a chance to.”

“Sydney, what are you saying?” The tears started flowing down my face, and I completely broke down.

“I’m saying that he’s probably going to be the next one to die!”

**
Wrong in the worst way.


Not much of a cliffhanger, but hey, at least I’m writing again… :blink:

~Me :angel2:
 
I love your story! I mean you have such a neat way of writing. I like the whole plan thing, but poor Will diying, and now maybe Weiss. So Sad, but your story is so good. You have to post more soon!
 
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