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texasalias
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A Life Like This
- Thread starter Descena
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Another update, cuz I feel bad
God...Nicolas paced around the trailer, sweating and on edge. He didn't know what to do. He knew that Arvin Sloane was after him, because of what he knew...what he made. "I never should have studied Rabamldi. I never should have..." he muttered. It was all he could think about...his death. He continued to pace, then finally stopped and looked around. I gotta get out of here, before Sloane kills me. I gotta... Nicolas nodded to himself and quickly opened the side door to the trailer and jumped out. He slammed the door shut and walked up to the front of it, where it was hooked up to a black Dodge Ram. Just as he walked up to the truck and opened the driver door, off in the distance he heard a fast approaching car. He looked in the direction of the truck. All there was around him was sand. Nicolas never liked populationed places and the thought of hiding out in the Nevada desert always seemed a good idea to him. But the genius he was didn't realize it made him stick out like a sore thumb. He raised his hands up to his eyebrows to block out the glare the sun gave and he made the out the vehacle approaching him. A Hum-V. He didn't need a second look to know who it was inside the armored car, but he suddenly was overcome with fear and couldn't find himself to move. He stood there, shaking, and sweating in the blistering heat as the truck approached. It halted to a stop and a man and woman came out from the truck. "Agent Bristow, Agent Sark..." Nicolas swallowed hard. These two are reasonable, maybe they'll let me go... Sydney and Julian stepped up in front of Nicolas. He looked at them both through their sunglasses and knew their faces masked disappointment. Possible even regret. But it didn't seem that way when Sydney spoke.
"Nicolas, Nicolas, Nicolas," she chanted. "You've made our boss pretty disappointed in you."
Nicolas swallowed hard again, feeling his throat dry up. "I...uh...you see..." he fumbled.
"Why don't we go inside?" Julian suggested. "Where it's more cool."
Nicolas fearfully nodded and went back to the trailer, Sydney following him closely. Julian closed the door to the Ram, and followed them.
Once inside, Julian shut the door and Nicolas turned to them. "I did nothing wrong," he said.
Julian shook his head. "You didn't deliver the artifact with the decoded message written on it," Julian stated.
"And the Rabamldi fluid," Sydney added.
Nicolas raised his hands, begging. He knew enough about these two agents and how they worked, that he didn't want to be on the opposite side of them. God help anyone who pisses them off. "Please, you don't understand."
Sydney pulled out her gun while Julian titled his head, as if he was having fun making Nicolas beg. "Apparently, neither do you."
"Please! What was on that artifact...you don't want to know! I couldn't even finish it!" Sydney stared at Nicolas and raised her gun at his forehead. Nicolas sank down to his knees and held out his hands. "Please! I need more time...that's all. More time!"
"Where's the artifact?" Julian asked.
Oh felgercarb. Nicolas only stared at him, fearful.
Sydney cocked her gun, taking off the safety. "Where is it?"
Nicolas sighed. "The CIA has it."
"So...you did speak to them," Julian stated.
"I was forced to! I swear!" Nicolas plead. "Please, just let me..."
He didn't finish. Sydney pulled the trigger and shattered the man's head to a million pieces, covering half the trailer with his brain matter.
"Let's get out of here," Julian muttered.
He opened the door and Sydney smiled at the mess she had made. Her and Julian, as one, walked back to the Hum-V, and drove away from the scene.
Michael felt his heart pounding in his chest as they reached Casanova's trailer. He, Dixon and Eric jumped out the van, armed, and cautiously approached the trailer. Dixon opened the door and Michael and Eric entered the trailer, gun's raised. Michael dropped his and sighed heavily. Dixon entered and turned away at the sight of Nicolas dead.
"They got here first," Eric said.
Michael shook his head. He knew Eric was talking about SD-6 agents. They're fast, he thought. And work well.
"We have to get back, get more information out of Smith before he stops talking," Michael said. All three men left, with one thought on their mind, one goal. Take down SD-6, and kill the agents who killed Nicolas Casanova.
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"Okay, okay, okay," Francie said. She looked directly at Sydney, who was sipping her beer. "You have to dish, about this Michael guy."
Sydney put down her beer and smiled at Francie and Will with that gleam in her eyes. After the mission in Nevada, her and Julian flew back to LA to brief Sloane and the rest of SD-6. Sloane had given them the night off and Sydney planned to take hold of it by getting drunk and having fun with her two best friends.
"Well," Sydney started. "I don't know much, just that, his boss sucks about as much as mine does."
Will finished off his beer and grabbed another. "They all do."
Sydney ignored Will. "Just...his eyes, and his smile, God, I could just melt thinking of it."
"Sounds yummy," Francie commented. Will glanced at her. "What?" she said defensively. "Not that, you're...you know? That I can't melt, with you..." Francie looked away from Will and quickly finished her beer. Sydney smiled at Francie's innocence.
"Well, after you're last breakup, I think it's good you're dating someone not in the same work field as you," Will said.
Sydney's eyes widened. "We're not, dating."
Will cocked his eyebrow. "Oh no?"
Sydney blushed. "We'll, I'd like to, but..."
"Honey," Francie said. "Nothing is an accident, okay? You were destined to meet this guy. This just could be 'the one'"
Sydney smiled. The one, huh? I like that. "Yeah..." Mrs. Sydney Anne Vaughn...
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Michael sat outside Starbucks and drummed his fingers. It was already one o'clock in the afternoon, and Sydney had yet to show up. I thought she said she always stopped in. After losing their only lead to Rabamldi and possibly SD-6's endgame in that matter, the CIA and Michael weren't really in the best mood, or even on the winning streak. He hoped to change that with asking Sydney out. However...she hadn't shown up, and he went through his seventh cup of coffee since waiting for her. Michael sighed and looked at his watch. He decided it was a waste of time waiting anymore and resolved to try again tomorrow. He picked up his eyes and turned to leave when he was met by Sydney, who had her arms crossed on her chest and a goofy smile on her face. "Were you waiting for me?"
Michael smiled innocently. "How'd you..."
Sydney shrugged and out her arms to the side of her. "I was watching you wait there for a couple of hours. Seven coffee's is a bit over the top."
Michael laughed. "Yeah, but, I don't feel a thing."
"Really?"
"Swear." Michael slipped his hands in his pockets. "So..."
"So..."
Michael looked around. "Uh...nice day huh?"
Sydney smiled. "You don't do this very often, do you?"
"What?"
"Ask women out." Michael smiled and blushed. Sydney's smile faded and she got serious. "You, do ask women out...right?"
Michael's eyes widen. "Wha-? Yeah. Yes! Of course I do!" Sydney nodded her head. "Women, yes, lots of women." Sydney raised her eyebrow at him. "I mean, not at the same time," Michael covered. "You know, women yes, but...separately. Not...together..." Michael sighed and Sydney smiled at him. "I should just, uh, put a bag over my head, or something..."
"No," Sydney said. "I'd, love to go out with you."
Michael smiled. "Yeah?" Sydney nodded. "Okay, that's...great."
"Okay..."
"Um..."
"You can pick me up at seven." Sydney took out a pen from her purse and wrote on a napkin, then handed it to Michael. "There's my address. See ya later."
"Yes...okay." Sydney smiled at him once more, then walked away. Michael watched her leave, then looked at the napkin.
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"You are a player, my man!" Eric said.
Michael shook his head. "No, not really." Michael looked at himself in the mirror at his tie, and sighed, throwing it on the bed and grabbing another one. "You're ties all suck."
Eric ignored his comment. "Are you kidding. You got her name, and her address and you two are going out tonight. It's great! It's, magic!"
Michael sighed. "Not your magic again..."
Eric frowned at him. "Hey, don't start on about magic. It's real, and it brought you and..."
"Sydney."
"...Sydney, together. Okay? Nothing happens by chance. Nothing."
"Really?"
"Damn right. It's called, Destiny." Michael shook his head and Eric walked over to his closet and grabbed two dress shirts and showed them to Michael. "Ok, so what do you think? Blue, or black?"
"You're not coming," Michael stated flatly.
Eric frowned again. "Fine..." He threw a purple tie at Michael who caught. "You can wear that tie then."
"Purple?"
Eric shrugged. "Why not? She thought you were gay once already."
God...Nicolas paced around the trailer, sweating and on edge. He didn't know what to do. He knew that Arvin Sloane was after him, because of what he knew...what he made. "I never should have studied Rabamldi. I never should have..." he muttered. It was all he could think about...his death. He continued to pace, then finally stopped and looked around. I gotta get out of here, before Sloane kills me. I gotta... Nicolas nodded to himself and quickly opened the side door to the trailer and jumped out. He slammed the door shut and walked up to the front of it, where it was hooked up to a black Dodge Ram. Just as he walked up to the truck and opened the driver door, off in the distance he heard a fast approaching car. He looked in the direction of the truck. All there was around him was sand. Nicolas never liked populationed places and the thought of hiding out in the Nevada desert always seemed a good idea to him. But the genius he was didn't realize it made him stick out like a sore thumb. He raised his hands up to his eyebrows to block out the glare the sun gave and he made the out the vehacle approaching him. A Hum-V. He didn't need a second look to know who it was inside the armored car, but he suddenly was overcome with fear and couldn't find himself to move. He stood there, shaking, and sweating in the blistering heat as the truck approached. It halted to a stop and a man and woman came out from the truck. "Agent Bristow, Agent Sark..." Nicolas swallowed hard. These two are reasonable, maybe they'll let me go... Sydney and Julian stepped up in front of Nicolas. He looked at them both through their sunglasses and knew their faces masked disappointment. Possible even regret. But it didn't seem that way when Sydney spoke.
"Nicolas, Nicolas, Nicolas," she chanted. "You've made our boss pretty disappointed in you."
Nicolas swallowed hard again, feeling his throat dry up. "I...uh...you see..." he fumbled.
"Why don't we go inside?" Julian suggested. "Where it's more cool."
Nicolas fearfully nodded and went back to the trailer, Sydney following him closely. Julian closed the door to the Ram, and followed them.
Once inside, Julian shut the door and Nicolas turned to them. "I did nothing wrong," he said.
Julian shook his head. "You didn't deliver the artifact with the decoded message written on it," Julian stated.
"And the Rabamldi fluid," Sydney added.
Nicolas raised his hands, begging. He knew enough about these two agents and how they worked, that he didn't want to be on the opposite side of them. God help anyone who pisses them off. "Please, you don't understand."
Sydney pulled out her gun while Julian titled his head, as if he was having fun making Nicolas beg. "Apparently, neither do you."
"Please! What was on that artifact...you don't want to know! I couldn't even finish it!" Sydney stared at Nicolas and raised her gun at his forehead. Nicolas sank down to his knees and held out his hands. "Please! I need more time...that's all. More time!"
"Where's the artifact?" Julian asked.
Oh felgercarb. Nicolas only stared at him, fearful.
Sydney cocked her gun, taking off the safety. "Where is it?"
Nicolas sighed. "The CIA has it."
"So...you did speak to them," Julian stated.
"I was forced to! I swear!" Nicolas plead. "Please, just let me..."
He didn't finish. Sydney pulled the trigger and shattered the man's head to a million pieces, covering half the trailer with his brain matter.
"Let's get out of here," Julian muttered.
He opened the door and Sydney smiled at the mess she had made. Her and Julian, as one, walked back to the Hum-V, and drove away from the scene.
Michael felt his heart pounding in his chest as they reached Casanova's trailer. He, Dixon and Eric jumped out the van, armed, and cautiously approached the trailer. Dixon opened the door and Michael and Eric entered the trailer, gun's raised. Michael dropped his and sighed heavily. Dixon entered and turned away at the sight of Nicolas dead.
"They got here first," Eric said.
Michael shook his head. He knew Eric was talking about SD-6 agents. They're fast, he thought. And work well.
"We have to get back, get more information out of Smith before he stops talking," Michael said. All three men left, with one thought on their mind, one goal. Take down SD-6, and kill the agents who killed Nicolas Casanova.
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"Okay, okay, okay," Francie said. She looked directly at Sydney, who was sipping her beer. "You have to dish, about this Michael guy."
Sydney put down her beer and smiled at Francie and Will with that gleam in her eyes. After the mission in Nevada, her and Julian flew back to LA to brief Sloane and the rest of SD-6. Sloane had given them the night off and Sydney planned to take hold of it by getting drunk and having fun with her two best friends.
"Well," Sydney started. "I don't know much, just that, his boss sucks about as much as mine does."
Will finished off his beer and grabbed another. "They all do."
Sydney ignored Will. "Just...his eyes, and his smile, God, I could just melt thinking of it."
"Sounds yummy," Francie commented. Will glanced at her. "What?" she said defensively. "Not that, you're...you know? That I can't melt, with you..." Francie looked away from Will and quickly finished her beer. Sydney smiled at Francie's innocence.
"Well, after you're last breakup, I think it's good you're dating someone not in the same work field as you," Will said.
Sydney's eyes widened. "We're not, dating."
Will cocked his eyebrow. "Oh no?"
Sydney blushed. "We'll, I'd like to, but..."
"Honey," Francie said. "Nothing is an accident, okay? You were destined to meet this guy. This just could be 'the one'"
Sydney smiled. The one, huh? I like that. "Yeah..." Mrs. Sydney Anne Vaughn...
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Michael sat outside Starbucks and drummed his fingers. It was already one o'clock in the afternoon, and Sydney had yet to show up. I thought she said she always stopped in. After losing their only lead to Rabamldi and possibly SD-6's endgame in that matter, the CIA and Michael weren't really in the best mood, or even on the winning streak. He hoped to change that with asking Sydney out. However...she hadn't shown up, and he went through his seventh cup of coffee since waiting for her. Michael sighed and looked at his watch. He decided it was a waste of time waiting anymore and resolved to try again tomorrow. He picked up his eyes and turned to leave when he was met by Sydney, who had her arms crossed on her chest and a goofy smile on her face. "Were you waiting for me?"
Michael smiled innocently. "How'd you..."
Sydney shrugged and out her arms to the side of her. "I was watching you wait there for a couple of hours. Seven coffee's is a bit over the top."
Michael laughed. "Yeah, but, I don't feel a thing."
"Really?"
"Swear." Michael slipped his hands in his pockets. "So..."
"So..."
Michael looked around. "Uh...nice day huh?"
Sydney smiled. "You don't do this very often, do you?"
"What?"
"Ask women out." Michael smiled and blushed. Sydney's smile faded and she got serious. "You, do ask women out...right?"
Michael's eyes widen. "Wha-? Yeah. Yes! Of course I do!" Sydney nodded her head. "Women, yes, lots of women." Sydney raised her eyebrow at him. "I mean, not at the same time," Michael covered. "You know, women yes, but...separately. Not...together..." Michael sighed and Sydney smiled at him. "I should just, uh, put a bag over my head, or something..."
"No," Sydney said. "I'd, love to go out with you."
Michael smiled. "Yeah?" Sydney nodded. "Okay, that's...great."
"Okay..."
"Um..."
"You can pick me up at seven." Sydney took out a pen from her purse and wrote on a napkin, then handed it to Michael. "There's my address. See ya later."
"Yes...okay." Sydney smiled at him once more, then walked away. Michael watched her leave, then looked at the napkin.
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"You are a player, my man!" Eric said.
Michael shook his head. "No, not really." Michael looked at himself in the mirror at his tie, and sighed, throwing it on the bed and grabbing another one. "You're ties all suck."
Eric ignored his comment. "Are you kidding. You got her name, and her address and you two are going out tonight. It's great! It's, magic!"
Michael sighed. "Not your magic again..."
Eric frowned at him. "Hey, don't start on about magic. It's real, and it brought you and..."
"Sydney."
"...Sydney, together. Okay? Nothing happens by chance. Nothing."
"Really?"
"Damn right. It's called, Destiny." Michael shook his head and Eric walked over to his closet and grabbed two dress shirts and showed them to Michael. "Ok, so what do you think? Blue, or black?"
"You're not coming," Michael stated flatly.
Eric frowned again. "Fine..." He threw a purple tie at Michael who caught. "You can wear that tie then."
"Purple?"
Eric shrugged. "Why not? She thought you were gay once already."
No...not really. Sloane has twisted the image of SD-6 so it's just like in season 1 and 2, the only difference is that Syd knows SD-6 is not a part of the CIA, and she knows all of SD-6's loyalties, plans and goals...including Rabamldi
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I hope that answered your question, if not, you just gotta read the whole story until the end
It's hard to answer without giving anything away
Aliaschick347
Cadet
wow, double update, how sweet is that?!?! wow, so syd kinda knows, but not.. hmm. she seems to have a bit of a dark side to her. :starwars: oops, wrong site. lol. i hope their date goes well!
Aliaschick347
Aliaschick347
alex_funkymonkey
Cadet
hehe loved the gay thing it was hilarious
i hope Sydney isn't too evil cause that could kinda put a damper on a new relationship lol
thanks for the pm
oh and for the record i think you are great at writing romance
i hope Sydney isn't too evil cause that could kinda put a damper on a new relationship lol
thanks for the pm
oh and for the record i think you are great at writing romance
ALIAS_chick
Cadet
theyre going out. YAY.
awsome update.
awsome update.
sparklingrainbow
Cadet
aww i'm so glad syd agreed to go out with him they're so right together
Michael_Vartan_Hottie
Cadet
Thanks for the PM
6helterskelter6
Cadet
HA! I love that she thought he was gay for a second. I also love Michael in this. He's so cute!
~Anja
~Anja
AliasSydney502
Cadet
haha, niice.
yay!! date!!
yay!! date!!
Chicketepee
Cadet
i luv this
and really can't wait for more
n evil syd
a jelouse sark
and a s/v ship
brilliant
luv ur story n writting
please update soon
and pm me when u do please
thanks
luv Chicketepee :seehearspeak:
and really can't wait for more
n evil syd
a jelouse sark
and a s/v ship
brilliant
luv ur story n writting
please update soon
and pm me when u do please
thanks
luv Chicketepee :seehearspeak:
gtwallichs
Cadet
I love it so far. Can I get a PM?
Okay, you can do this. You can do this. Michael inhaled and shut his car door. He stood outside of Sydney's house. felgercarb, he thought. I can't do this. He looked down at the flowers in his hand, then at Sydney's front door. He could jump out of a burning building, handle torture, speak several different languages, fire almost every single gun ever made and go through life and death situations every day. But asking a woman out that he simply adored, was quite a task for him. Michael regained his wits and walked up to the door. Okay, here goes. He rang the door bell and waited. He didn't have to wait for long, because he heard from the other side, the locks unlocking. Michael smiled as the door opened, but it quickly disappeared when a man answered it. Michael looked over the man's shoulder. "Is, Sydney here?"
The man sized Michael up and replied. "Who are you?"
"Uh, Michael, Michael Vaughn."
The man nodded. "Hiya Michael. Name's Will." He shook Michael's hand. "I'm Syd's best friend."
"Oh," Michael relaxed a bit. Another woman approached them. "This is Francie," Will said. "Syd's other best friend, and my girlfriend."
"Hi."
Hi," Francie smiled at him. Sydney approached the door and Michael smiled at her. "You're beautiful," he commented. Sydney blushed, and Will and Francie walked out the door.
"Ok, shall we?" Will said.
"Uh," Michael looked from Will to Sydney.
"Oh, uh, yeah. We decided to tag along, you know, get to know ya?" Will shrugged.
You mean to see if I'm good enough for Sydney. Michael nodded and pointed to his car. "I don't think all of us can fit into my car though."
Will and Francie followed Michael's finger toward the two seat BMW. "That's alright," Will said. "We'll take my truck."
He and Francie walked to the truck while Sydney locked the door. Michael leaned close to her and whispered. "I thought it was just gonna be us."
Sydney turned to him. "I know, and I'm sorry. I tried to back out of it, but..."
Michael waved his hand. "No, it's okay. As long as I'm with you, I'm happy."
Sydney smiled and Michael handed her the flowers. Sydney smiled them. "Roses...my favorite."
Michael smiled. "I thought you might like them."
"They're perfect...just like you are."
Michael smiled and handed her his arm. "Shall we?"
Sydney slipped her arm through his. "We shall."
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It was going great. Laughing, talking, joking. Michael was nervous when Sydney's friends decided to join them on their date, but it wasn't bad. Not what he was fearing at all. Will did give the everlasting presence to Michael as the protective man in Sydney's life. But he and Will were starting to like each other, at the very least, standing each other. Between the conversations, between the drinking of the wine, and eating the main course, all Michael could do was stare at Sydney with such a loving and warm twinkle in his eye. He'd never met anyone that was quite like her. Not in the least. The evening as far as he was concerned was going perfect, until...
"While, isn't this a surprise!"
Michael looked up at Eric and forced a smile. "Hey Weiss."
Eric looked at everyone else at the table. "I see you're partying without me, huh?"
Michael smiled weakly and looked at his date, who smiled warmly at him. Eric grabbed two seats, and placed them by Michael and both Eric and his date sat down. Sydney gave Michael a puzzled look, but all he did was shrug. "Eric, this is Will and Francie," he said pointing to them. "And, this is Sydney."
Eric looked at Sydney and smiled. "I've heard a lot about you."
Sydney sipped her wine and looked at Michael. "Really?"
Michael looked at Eric's date. "Who's this?"
"My name is Nadia," she said.
Eric looked at Sydney once more. "So, Sydney. What do you for a living?"
Sydney passed a look at Michael, but Eric didn't notice. "I work a bank, and go to college."
"Really, a bank and college? Does your head hurt from all the numbers?" Eric asked.
Michael hit him lightly on the arm and Eric looked at his shocked. "Yes," Sydney said. "A lot, actually."
Sydney looked at Eric then Michael. "So, how do you two know each other?"
"We work together," Eric answered, rather quickly.
"Doing what?" Sydney took a sip of her wine again and Eric looked at Michael. Michael threw him a look that said 'Shut Up now'. "We work in real estate," Michael answered.
"Really?" Francie exclaimed. "I heard that line of field sucks!"
"Pays good money," Eric said dryly.
"Do you like it?" Will asked.
Michael nodded slowly. "It's alright, at times. Not the best job in the world, but a job."
Sydney nodded, understanding. Then Michael's cell phone went off, followed by Eric and Nadia's. Michael and Eric looked at each other, then Michael looked at Sydney. Michael opened his mouth to say something when Sydney's cell phone rang. She shut off the ring and looked at the screen, then looked at Francie. "Lemme guess, the bank."
Will shook his head. "Francie..."
"I'm sorry Sydney, it's work." Michael said.
"No, no, it's fine," Sydney said.
Eric and Nadia stood up. "I'll meet you outside," Eric said to Michael, then he and Nadia left. Michael stood up and kissed Sydney on the cheek. "I'll call you later?"
Sydney smiled at him. "You don't have my number," she teased.
Michael smiled back at her. "I'll get it somehow." Michael shook Will's hand again, thanking them, then left. Sydney looked at Francie and Will. "I'm sorry..."
Will nodded, understanding. "Go."
Sydney nodded and left. Will looked at Francie who was staring at him upset. "What?" He said. Shaking his head, he called for the waiter. "Can I get the check please?"
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Sydney walked into the SD-6 briefing room. Sloane, standing in front, with Julian and Lauren looking at Sydney worried. Even though Sydney was angry and disappointed with her date ending quickly, she looked at Sloane, worried now as well. "What's going on?"
"Smith made a deal," Sloane said.
Sydney's eyes reflected her fear, and anger. "He what?" she nearly screamed.
"He has made a deal with the CIA that if he names the agents he has worked with, they will give him immunity."
Sydney sank in the nearest chair and brushed back her hair. "That means us. The CIA will be after us."
"Yes." Sloane sighed, defeated. "We have only one option." All three of the young agents looked up at Sloane, having his full attention. "We have to infiltrate the CIA."
For a moment, no one spoke. No one moved. They didn't even breath loudly. It was Lauren who broke the silence and said exactly what Julian and Sydney were thinking. "You want us, to go into the CIA, undetected, kill an agent of ours, and walk out the back, unnoticed?!?"
Sloane shook his head. "No, not the back. There are too many guards in the rear of the building. We're the prisoners are kept. You have to walk out the front."
"felgercarb," Julian muttered.
Sloane ignored him. "I know it's not an easy task to do..."
"Damn right it isn't..." Julian said.
"...But it can be done. You three are the best trained agents SD-6 has ever had. You three can it done."
Sydney looked at Lauren and Julian who silently looked back at her, each decided if this was worth the risk. To them all, life was a risk. Sydney looked up at Sloane. "We'll do it." Sloane nodded and smiled at them.
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Michael walked into the CIA with Eric and Nadia at his side. Kendall joined them and escorted them back to the holding area. "I see you've already met Agent Santos."
"Only formally," Michael replied.
"Agent Santos is from Argentina Intelligence. She's here to help bring an end to the SD-6 and it's allies."
Michael looked at Nadia. "When were they interested in SD-6?"
"When we found out we had information that was leaked from our department. Double agents." Nadia said. "They've made it personal, and I will make sure I am part of the reason SD-6 is destroyed, and I will look into the faces of the murders that killed my family."
"Agents from SD-6?"
Nadia looked at Michael. "Nicholas Casanova was a good man. He was my husband."
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Julian pulled the SUV in the front the CIA building. He shut off the engine and looked back at Sydney finishing putting on her gear, and Lauren applying her wig to match her Alias. "Okay," he started. "Are we set?"
"Rocking on ready and rolling on go," Sydney replied.
Julian nodded. "You two be careful."
"We will," Sydney replied.
"Just make sure you're at your mark when Smith is taken care of," Lauren added.
Julian nodded without hesitation. "I will be."
Sydney pushed in her earpiece. "Merlin...you copy?"
"Loud and clear, Mountaineer." Marshall replied.
"Okay," Sydney said. "Comms are good."
Lauren nodded and paused. "Let's go."
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The CIA was all about security. Everyone was checked, at every checkpoint, thoroughly. Nobody got through without being checked. They all said that the CIA was like one giant genius. It couldn't be defeated. Couldn't be outsmarted. Couldn't be dismantled. Actually, people said that about a lot of things, most of which, were outsmarted or at the very least, proved wrong. Lauren entered, her hair was no longer blond, it was a dark brown color. Wearing a black silk dress and high heels, she gracefully entered the CIA building and walked up to the guards at the checkpoint. They asked her to put her purse through the scanner, and smiling at them sweetly, she did so. After the guards cleared her purse, they asked her to step through the metal detector, and she did. She grabbed her purse and the guard to her right picked up a clipboard. "What's your business here?" he asked her.
"I have a meeting, with an agent..." Lauren took out a card and handed it to him. "Kendall."
The guard looked at it, then her and handed it back to her. "You can find agent Kendall's office on the third floor."
Lauren nodded and walked to the elevator. Inside, she hit the button to close the doors, then hit the basement button. A light flashed, asking for a code. Lauren entered on, and the light turned green, and the elevator proceeded to the basement floor.
The ceiling vent came off, hanging in mid-air, then fell down onto the desk. Sydney slowly dropped down from the vent and onto the desk, then jumped off the desk and walked to the door. She slowly opened it, and looked around. "Ok Merlin, I need your help here."
At SD-6, Marshall nodded and went to work on his computer. A moment later, he came back into Sydney's ear. "Ok," he said. "The security footage is looped. You have about three minutes before they notice."
Sydney nodded, and looked outside of the door once more, then ran down the corridor. "Freelancer, what room is Smith in?"
Julian, still in the SUV, glanced at his computer screen, hacked into the CIA mainframe. "Room 47," Julian replied.
Lauren stepped out of the elevator and walked down the hall
Kendall and Michael walked into room 47 and shut the door behind them. Smith looked up at them. "How you doin' Smith?" Michael asked. "Can I get you anything? A soda, perhaps?"
Smith only shook his head. "What are you going to do? With....with the information I tell you?"
"Well," Kendall started. "First, you will give us the names of the people you worked closely with. Then we will find them, and take them into custody. After you tell us their names, you will tell us what their next goal is, what kind of weapons they have and where they are located."
Smith smiled and shook his head. "You have no idea what you're dealing with," he said.
"The tell us," Michael said.
"Ah," Smith grinned at him. Michael crossed his arms, wanting to hit the guy. "The agents I can name, won't just kill me if I talk. They will kill you. They will kill your family, your loved ones. The people you care most about. The agents are good people, whose boss has turned their heart into stone, and taken away their free will."
Kendall looked at Michael. "It is not only SD-6 that is you're enemy," Smith added. "But so are the agents, who view you as the bad guys. You're not just dealing with a few freelancers...you're dealing with an army!"
Lauren walked up to the guard and knocked him out. Julian came running down from the opposite direction. Lauren threw him the guards gun. "Put these on."
Smith stood up. "I won't talk. not now, not ever. You can do whatever you wish with me, but you'll get nothing from me anymore!"
Sydney continued to walk down the corridor and pulled out her gun, doing so.
Julian, disguised as the guard, opened the door to room 47. "Theirs been a breach," he said.
"Well how come the alarm hasn't gone off?" Kendall demanded.
"They disabled it. We need to get you out of here, now"
"Where's the breach?" Michael asked.
"The 9th floor."
Michael's eyes widened. "That's where all out intel is!"
Both he and Kendall ran out of the room, Julian shutting the door. Sydney ran up to him. "Make it quick, but painful," he told her. Sydney nodded and he opened the door. Smith had sat back down, but seeing Sydney enter, he stood up again. "Bristow...what are you doing here?"
Sydney raised her gun at him. "Did you tell them?"
Smith shook his head. "No."
"I don't believe you."
"I know you don't. I know Sloane said I would talk, but I wouldn't. I didn't!"
"You told them about Casanova. About Rabamldi."
"Yes," Smith admitted. "I did."
Sydney shot him in the knee. Smith grabbed his knee and fell to the floor, weeping. "What else did you say?" Sydney asked.
"Nothing," Smith answered. He looked at her cruelly. But she didn't care, and he eyes reflected that. "I'm sorry he's making you do this, Syd. That Sloane has turned you into this killing machine and that's you'll never know the truth."
Sydney ignored him though. He's only buying time. Sydney shot him, and Smith fell back, dead. Sydney looked at his dead body for a moment, his words playing again in her hand. A killing machine...never know the truth. What the hell did that mean?
By the time Michael and Kendall reached the 9th floor, the alarms went off. Kendall reached the floor first and grabbed Dixon. "Dixon, where's the breach?"
"In the basement."
"What?" Michael said shocked. "No it's not, we were told it was up here!"
Dixon shook his head, trying to shout over the blaring alarm. "No, it was in Smith's cell!"
Kendall and Michael looked at each other and took off running again.
"Seal the whole building!" Kendall instructed.
Just as the alarms went off, Lauren was able to exit the building without being noticed. The guards had suddenly become too panicked to notice her leaving. She quickly got into the black Chevy SUV and peeled out of the parking space.
Sydney had stripped down her clothing gear into a casual outfit, and Julian in a suit. As the alarms were blaring overhead, they were ordered to stop and wait. They weren't allowing anyone to wait. Sydney took out her cell phone and dialed. "We have a problem."
Marshall nodded. "I know, I know. They sealed the whole building. I'm trying to override it, but they have sealed ALL the exits."
"Well, we need one!" Julian said. Sydney looked around in a panic and then out the front window of the building. "Julian," she said. "Isn't that our car?" Julian followed his gaze and opened his eyes wide. He grabbed Sydney and rushed her to the far end of the building as their SUV came crashing through the window doors. Julian grabbed Sydney and together they raced towards the car. The guards caught on quickly and started firing at them. Julian opened the door and jumped in, followed by Sydney. Then Lauren gunned the engine and raced away from the CIA building, the guards continuing to fire. Sydney looked at Lauren in surprise, who was smiling. Sydney smiled back as Julian started to laugh.
The man sized Michael up and replied. "Who are you?"
"Uh, Michael, Michael Vaughn."
The man nodded. "Hiya Michael. Name's Will." He shook Michael's hand. "I'm Syd's best friend."
"Oh," Michael relaxed a bit. Another woman approached them. "This is Francie," Will said. "Syd's other best friend, and my girlfriend."
"Hi."
Hi," Francie smiled at him. Sydney approached the door and Michael smiled at her. "You're beautiful," he commented. Sydney blushed, and Will and Francie walked out the door.
"Ok, shall we?" Will said.
"Uh," Michael looked from Will to Sydney.
"Oh, uh, yeah. We decided to tag along, you know, get to know ya?" Will shrugged.
You mean to see if I'm good enough for Sydney. Michael nodded and pointed to his car. "I don't think all of us can fit into my car though."
Will and Francie followed Michael's finger toward the two seat BMW. "That's alright," Will said. "We'll take my truck."
He and Francie walked to the truck while Sydney locked the door. Michael leaned close to her and whispered. "I thought it was just gonna be us."
Sydney turned to him. "I know, and I'm sorry. I tried to back out of it, but..."
Michael waved his hand. "No, it's okay. As long as I'm with you, I'm happy."
Sydney smiled and Michael handed her the flowers. Sydney smiled them. "Roses...my favorite."
Michael smiled. "I thought you might like them."
"They're perfect...just like you are."
Michael smiled and handed her his arm. "Shall we?"
Sydney slipped her arm through his. "We shall."
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It was going great. Laughing, talking, joking. Michael was nervous when Sydney's friends decided to join them on their date, but it wasn't bad. Not what he was fearing at all. Will did give the everlasting presence to Michael as the protective man in Sydney's life. But he and Will were starting to like each other, at the very least, standing each other. Between the conversations, between the drinking of the wine, and eating the main course, all Michael could do was stare at Sydney with such a loving and warm twinkle in his eye. He'd never met anyone that was quite like her. Not in the least. The evening as far as he was concerned was going perfect, until...
"While, isn't this a surprise!"
Michael looked up at Eric and forced a smile. "Hey Weiss."
Eric looked at everyone else at the table. "I see you're partying without me, huh?"
Michael smiled weakly and looked at his date, who smiled warmly at him. Eric grabbed two seats, and placed them by Michael and both Eric and his date sat down. Sydney gave Michael a puzzled look, but all he did was shrug. "Eric, this is Will and Francie," he said pointing to them. "And, this is Sydney."
Eric looked at Sydney and smiled. "I've heard a lot about you."
Sydney sipped her wine and looked at Michael. "Really?"
Michael looked at Eric's date. "Who's this?"
"My name is Nadia," she said.
Eric looked at Sydney once more. "So, Sydney. What do you for a living?"
Sydney passed a look at Michael, but Eric didn't notice. "I work a bank, and go to college."
"Really, a bank and college? Does your head hurt from all the numbers?" Eric asked.
Michael hit him lightly on the arm and Eric looked at his shocked. "Yes," Sydney said. "A lot, actually."
Sydney looked at Eric then Michael. "So, how do you two know each other?"
"We work together," Eric answered, rather quickly.
"Doing what?" Sydney took a sip of her wine again and Eric looked at Michael. Michael threw him a look that said 'Shut Up now'. "We work in real estate," Michael answered.
"Really?" Francie exclaimed. "I heard that line of field sucks!"
"Pays good money," Eric said dryly.
"Do you like it?" Will asked.
Michael nodded slowly. "It's alright, at times. Not the best job in the world, but a job."
Sydney nodded, understanding. Then Michael's cell phone went off, followed by Eric and Nadia's. Michael and Eric looked at each other, then Michael looked at Sydney. Michael opened his mouth to say something when Sydney's cell phone rang. She shut off the ring and looked at the screen, then looked at Francie. "Lemme guess, the bank."
Will shook his head. "Francie..."
"I'm sorry Sydney, it's work." Michael said.
"No, no, it's fine," Sydney said.
Eric and Nadia stood up. "I'll meet you outside," Eric said to Michael, then he and Nadia left. Michael stood up and kissed Sydney on the cheek. "I'll call you later?"
Sydney smiled at him. "You don't have my number," she teased.
Michael smiled back at her. "I'll get it somehow." Michael shook Will's hand again, thanking them, then left. Sydney looked at Francie and Will. "I'm sorry..."
Will nodded, understanding. "Go."
Sydney nodded and left. Will looked at Francie who was staring at him upset. "What?" He said. Shaking his head, he called for the waiter. "Can I get the check please?"
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Sydney walked into the SD-6 briefing room. Sloane, standing in front, with Julian and Lauren looking at Sydney worried. Even though Sydney was angry and disappointed with her date ending quickly, she looked at Sloane, worried now as well. "What's going on?"
"Smith made a deal," Sloane said.
Sydney's eyes reflected her fear, and anger. "He what?" she nearly screamed.
"He has made a deal with the CIA that if he names the agents he has worked with, they will give him immunity."
Sydney sank in the nearest chair and brushed back her hair. "That means us. The CIA will be after us."
"Yes." Sloane sighed, defeated. "We have only one option." All three of the young agents looked up at Sloane, having his full attention. "We have to infiltrate the CIA."
For a moment, no one spoke. No one moved. They didn't even breath loudly. It was Lauren who broke the silence and said exactly what Julian and Sydney were thinking. "You want us, to go into the CIA, undetected, kill an agent of ours, and walk out the back, unnoticed?!?"
Sloane shook his head. "No, not the back. There are too many guards in the rear of the building. We're the prisoners are kept. You have to walk out the front."
"felgercarb," Julian muttered.
Sloane ignored him. "I know it's not an easy task to do..."
"Damn right it isn't..." Julian said.
"...But it can be done. You three are the best trained agents SD-6 has ever had. You three can it done."
Sydney looked at Lauren and Julian who silently looked back at her, each decided if this was worth the risk. To them all, life was a risk. Sydney looked up at Sloane. "We'll do it." Sloane nodded and smiled at them.
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Michael walked into the CIA with Eric and Nadia at his side. Kendall joined them and escorted them back to the holding area. "I see you've already met Agent Santos."
"Only formally," Michael replied.
"Agent Santos is from Argentina Intelligence. She's here to help bring an end to the SD-6 and it's allies."
Michael looked at Nadia. "When were they interested in SD-6?"
"When we found out we had information that was leaked from our department. Double agents." Nadia said. "They've made it personal, and I will make sure I am part of the reason SD-6 is destroyed, and I will look into the faces of the murders that killed my family."
"Agents from SD-6?"
Nadia looked at Michael. "Nicholas Casanova was a good man. He was my husband."
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Julian pulled the SUV in the front the CIA building. He shut off the engine and looked back at Sydney finishing putting on her gear, and Lauren applying her wig to match her Alias. "Okay," he started. "Are we set?"
"Rocking on ready and rolling on go," Sydney replied.
Julian nodded. "You two be careful."
"We will," Sydney replied.
"Just make sure you're at your mark when Smith is taken care of," Lauren added.
Julian nodded without hesitation. "I will be."
Sydney pushed in her earpiece. "Merlin...you copy?"
"Loud and clear, Mountaineer." Marshall replied.
"Okay," Sydney said. "Comms are good."
Lauren nodded and paused. "Let's go."
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The CIA was all about security. Everyone was checked, at every checkpoint, thoroughly. Nobody got through without being checked. They all said that the CIA was like one giant genius. It couldn't be defeated. Couldn't be outsmarted. Couldn't be dismantled. Actually, people said that about a lot of things, most of which, were outsmarted or at the very least, proved wrong. Lauren entered, her hair was no longer blond, it was a dark brown color. Wearing a black silk dress and high heels, she gracefully entered the CIA building and walked up to the guards at the checkpoint. They asked her to put her purse through the scanner, and smiling at them sweetly, she did so. After the guards cleared her purse, they asked her to step through the metal detector, and she did. She grabbed her purse and the guard to her right picked up a clipboard. "What's your business here?" he asked her.
"I have a meeting, with an agent..." Lauren took out a card and handed it to him. "Kendall."
The guard looked at it, then her and handed it back to her. "You can find agent Kendall's office on the third floor."
Lauren nodded and walked to the elevator. Inside, she hit the button to close the doors, then hit the basement button. A light flashed, asking for a code. Lauren entered on, and the light turned green, and the elevator proceeded to the basement floor.
The ceiling vent came off, hanging in mid-air, then fell down onto the desk. Sydney slowly dropped down from the vent and onto the desk, then jumped off the desk and walked to the door. She slowly opened it, and looked around. "Ok Merlin, I need your help here."
At SD-6, Marshall nodded and went to work on his computer. A moment later, he came back into Sydney's ear. "Ok," he said. "The security footage is looped. You have about three minutes before they notice."
Sydney nodded, and looked outside of the door once more, then ran down the corridor. "Freelancer, what room is Smith in?"
Julian, still in the SUV, glanced at his computer screen, hacked into the CIA mainframe. "Room 47," Julian replied.
Lauren stepped out of the elevator and walked down the hall
Kendall and Michael walked into room 47 and shut the door behind them. Smith looked up at them. "How you doin' Smith?" Michael asked. "Can I get you anything? A soda, perhaps?"
Smith only shook his head. "What are you going to do? With....with the information I tell you?"
"Well," Kendall started. "First, you will give us the names of the people you worked closely with. Then we will find them, and take them into custody. After you tell us their names, you will tell us what their next goal is, what kind of weapons they have and where they are located."
Smith smiled and shook his head. "You have no idea what you're dealing with," he said.
"The tell us," Michael said.
"Ah," Smith grinned at him. Michael crossed his arms, wanting to hit the guy. "The agents I can name, won't just kill me if I talk. They will kill you. They will kill your family, your loved ones. The people you care most about. The agents are good people, whose boss has turned their heart into stone, and taken away their free will."
Kendall looked at Michael. "It is not only SD-6 that is you're enemy," Smith added. "But so are the agents, who view you as the bad guys. You're not just dealing with a few freelancers...you're dealing with an army!"
Lauren walked up to the guard and knocked him out. Julian came running down from the opposite direction. Lauren threw him the guards gun. "Put these on."
Smith stood up. "I won't talk. not now, not ever. You can do whatever you wish with me, but you'll get nothing from me anymore!"
Sydney continued to walk down the corridor and pulled out her gun, doing so.
Julian, disguised as the guard, opened the door to room 47. "Theirs been a breach," he said.
"Well how come the alarm hasn't gone off?" Kendall demanded.
"They disabled it. We need to get you out of here, now"
"Where's the breach?" Michael asked.
"The 9th floor."
Michael's eyes widened. "That's where all out intel is!"
Both he and Kendall ran out of the room, Julian shutting the door. Sydney ran up to him. "Make it quick, but painful," he told her. Sydney nodded and he opened the door. Smith had sat back down, but seeing Sydney enter, he stood up again. "Bristow...what are you doing here?"
Sydney raised her gun at him. "Did you tell them?"
Smith shook his head. "No."
"I don't believe you."
"I know you don't. I know Sloane said I would talk, but I wouldn't. I didn't!"
"You told them about Casanova. About Rabamldi."
"Yes," Smith admitted. "I did."
Sydney shot him in the knee. Smith grabbed his knee and fell to the floor, weeping. "What else did you say?" Sydney asked.
"Nothing," Smith answered. He looked at her cruelly. But she didn't care, and he eyes reflected that. "I'm sorry he's making you do this, Syd. That Sloane has turned you into this killing machine and that's you'll never know the truth."
Sydney ignored him though. He's only buying time. Sydney shot him, and Smith fell back, dead. Sydney looked at his dead body for a moment, his words playing again in her hand. A killing machine...never know the truth. What the hell did that mean?
By the time Michael and Kendall reached the 9th floor, the alarms went off. Kendall reached the floor first and grabbed Dixon. "Dixon, where's the breach?"
"In the basement."
"What?" Michael said shocked. "No it's not, we were told it was up here!"
Dixon shook his head, trying to shout over the blaring alarm. "No, it was in Smith's cell!"
Kendall and Michael looked at each other and took off running again.
"Seal the whole building!" Kendall instructed.
Just as the alarms went off, Lauren was able to exit the building without being noticed. The guards had suddenly become too panicked to notice her leaving. She quickly got into the black Chevy SUV and peeled out of the parking space.
Sydney had stripped down her clothing gear into a casual outfit, and Julian in a suit. As the alarms were blaring overhead, they were ordered to stop and wait. They weren't allowing anyone to wait. Sydney took out her cell phone and dialed. "We have a problem."
Marshall nodded. "I know, I know. They sealed the whole building. I'm trying to override it, but they have sealed ALL the exits."
"Well, we need one!" Julian said. Sydney looked around in a panic and then out the front window of the building. "Julian," she said. "Isn't that our car?" Julian followed his gaze and opened his eyes wide. He grabbed Sydney and rushed her to the far end of the building as their SUV came crashing through the window doors. Julian grabbed Sydney and together they raced towards the car. The guards caught on quickly and started firing at them. Julian opened the door and jumped in, followed by Sydney. Then Lauren gunned the engine and raced away from the CIA building, the guards continuing to fire. Sydney looked at Lauren in surprise, who was smiling. Sydney smiled back as Julian started to laugh.
(These are from different chapters)
Agent: Sir?
Sloane (holding a picture in his hand): I want this taken care of
Agent (is confused): Sir?
Sloane: I want Sydney Bristow terminated
Sydney walks into Francie's house and sees it trashed. Then she sees a blood stain on the wall. "Francie?"
Sydney: How could you do this to me?!?
Julian: I didn't do it to you, I did it for you!
Sydney: By killing the man I love?!?
Julian: You know nothing about Sydney
Michael: And how is that?
Julian: Tell me Mr. Vaughn, do you know what her favorite ice cream is? What her favorite movie is? Where she is the most ticklish? ...
Sloane: Get me Irina Derevko
Julian opens the door and sees Sydney standing there, blood on her shirt, crying. "Syd..."
Sydney hugs him tightly. "They're all dead. All of them..."
Agent: Sir?
Sloane (holding a picture in his hand): I want this taken care of
Agent (is confused): Sir?
Sloane: I want Sydney Bristow terminated
Sydney walks into Francie's house and sees it trashed. Then she sees a blood stain on the wall. "Francie?"
Sydney: How could you do this to me?!?
Julian: I didn't do it to you, I did it for you!
Sydney: By killing the man I love?!?
Julian: You know nothing about Sydney
Michael: And how is that?
Julian: Tell me Mr. Vaughn, do you know what her favorite ice cream is? What her favorite movie is? Where she is the most ticklish? ...
Sloane: Get me Irina Derevko
Julian opens the door and sees Sydney standing there, blood on her shirt, crying. "Syd..."
Sydney hugs him tightly. "They're all dead. All of them..."
OO man there date was interupted!!!
-HA I loved how Will and Francie tagged along!! They're so protective!!! :lol:
-But I agree with Smith....Sloane has turned good people bad!!! I hope Syd realizes what Smith said about not knowing the truth!!
-Great update!! Thanks for the pm!!
-HA I loved how Will and Francie tagged along!! They're so protective!!! :lol:
-But I agree with Smith....Sloane has turned good people bad!!! I hope Syd realizes what Smith said about not knowing the truth!!
-Great update!! Thanks for the pm!!