Love is a Fickle Thing

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“Syd”, CIA agent, Sydney Bristow’s contact said in one brief statement. He avoided any eye contact with her, not due to fear but due to the feelings he felt for her. Still.
“Danny.” Sydney Bristow replied to her ex-finanicÉ. Danny now had a light brown colour and grey eyes. He regularly changed his hair and eye colour, so his many enemies would not detect him. She added a half smile but then remembered why she was here. “Did you bring the gear?” When he nodded in confirmation, she continued, “Remember the plan.” Again, Danny nodded. “Okay, let’s do this”.

Sydney walked over to the two nearest security cameras to the door into Sark’s latest headquarters. Using the gun in her hand, she slammed it into the cameras, one after the other. Disabling them. Danny handed Sydney a second gun, which she put down the top of her thigh length skirt and extra ammo. He then removed his gun and they both moved towards the door, which would lead them into Sark’s headquarters, guns drawn. Sydney pushed open the cold steel door. They both moved in cautious but quickly, Sydney going first and Danny bringing up the rear.

After going down several identical white corridors, Sydney and Danny had met no-one. Sydney was all geared up to fight but their was no-one. She had expected there would have been more security. It unnervered her, but only slightly. It was then, she heard the rapid gun fire coming from close by. With a quick look at each other, Danny and Sydney upped their pace.

Just when they were about to get to the gun fight, Sydney held out her arm to stop Danny. She quickly took a peak round, as did Danny. Danny suddenly was glad Sydney had stopped him going any futher.
 
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The several agents Sydney has seen earlier had been surrounded by at least 2 or 3 men each. If Sydney and Danny had went round the corner, guns blazing, they would have been killed or taken as captives. That wouldn’t have been a good thing in Sydney’s book. This just meant more CIA agents to rescue. Danny and Sydney watched as the CIA agents were taken away. Sydney motioned for Danny to follow her as she carefully started to follow them down another of the endless white corridors, like a cat stalking its prey. At each corner, Sydney would peer round, gun drawn, ready for some fight. No, wanting some fight. However, there never was. Sydney felt this was unusual. Suddenly as she peered round another corner, she spotted the CIA agents being pushed and pulled into a room on the left hand side. She watched as the ones who could try to put up a fight but they couldn’t get free. Sydney was going to make up a great plan if she and Danny were going to rescue them. She bet that there were more guard around. It seemed Sark was running a bigger organisation then what was first thought. Sydney watched as half the guard went into the room and the rest moved down the corridor, not speaking and walking in time with each other like robots. Sydney turned to Danny and they stared to formulate a plan.



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