Im so terribly sorry I havent posted in forever, Ive been over run by work and life in general, my fanfictions have suffered the indignity of being pushed to the background as real life takes over. I hate that. Im sure you all do to.
I dont have alot done on this particular fanfiction which is annoying but I have managed to write an extra chapter or two.
So, Im not going to keep you all waiting any longer, I present!!!
Chapter Eight
Jack ran his tongue over the slipt in his lip and winced slightly, but didn’t take his eyes off the large beefy man who had hit him.
“Come on Bristow, you’re supposed to be tougher then this.” The large man taunted.
“I knew a man like you once, big guy, dumb as a post.” Jack said wheezing in a breath, the large man scowled but said nothing, “Anyway, this guy, was huge, at least seven foot tall, hands the size of dustbin lids, had a real thing for young girls. He used to work for Polish intelligence, what there was of it. He had information we needed and I was sent to get it. You know the old saying, the bigger they are the harder they fall? That guy hit the ground so fast even I was surprised, I think it was the first time I underestimated my own strength.” Jack said with a smile, his threat obviously implied as he pushed himself to his feet.
“So what you’re saying is, I should watch my back?” the guy laughed.
“What I’m saying is; if I was you, I’d be very very worried.” Jack said softly as he heard the scream of metal on metal and knew a visitor was coming.
Two guards escorted the man named Lindsey into his small torture room and Jack smiled as if they had just walked into his lounge room.
“Afternoon gents, can I get you anything? Coffee tea water Bourbon?” Jack laughed, he was dizzy and his chest ached with every breath but he wasn’t going to say a word, he had been through worse.
“Still hasn’t said anything?” Lindsey asked and Jack’s large companion shook his head.
“No sir, not a word.”
Jack shrugged and allowed himself a bright smile, “What can I say, I’m stubborn.” He laughed and tasted the coppery taste of blood on his lip and in his mouth.
“You are going to tell me everything you know Bristow.” Lindsey walked up to him and had to look up into his face.
Jack smiled at him, “Never going to happen.” He said dangerously.
Lindsey turned and nodded to the guards who walked over to put shackles on him, “Nice of you to drop by, do come again, I’ve enjoyed your visits.” Jack called after Lindsey as he and the man who had been using Jack as a punching bag left.
“You guys think you could put these on any tighter? I think I still have feeling in my right hand?” Jack said to the two remaining guards who ignored him and kept working.
“So much for small talk.” Jack said under his breath as they marched him out of the room, down corridors, past cells and finally outside.
“I think you missed a left turn, my cell is back that way.” Jack tossed his head backwards to indicate the direction and then he noticed the armoured car.
“Oh, we’re going sight seeing.” He said sarcastically and noticed the guards that lined the area.
“All this attention just for me, well I’m flattered.” He said as Lindsey walked up to him with a malicious glint in his eyes.
“Your going into solitary Bristow.” He said coldly and part of Jack flinched at the thought and another part celebrated, Lindsey had done exactly what he wanted him to do.
“Your not very good at poker are you Robert, you don’t seem to have mastered the poker face, heres a tip, never show your hand early and never let your cards show on your face, you give the game away.” Jack winked at him and Lindsey scowled.
“You will tell me where I can find Irina Derevko.” He snapped and Jack smiled.
“Ahh if wishes were women you’d be married to a super model.”
Lindsey sneered and walked away as the guards led Jack to the armoured van and he continued talking to the guards as though his conversation had never been interrupted.
“I of course am married to the most beautiful woman on the planet.” They sat him down on the steal bench and chained him to it.
“Of course most married men think their wives are the most beautiful thing on the planet, it’s only natural however in the case of my wife it must be said that there is possibly no one who matches her, except our daughter who is absolutely stunning, she has her mothers eyes and her mothers grace, its amazing really how much alike they are, Sydney even has her mothers smile.” He continued as they climbed out of the van and shut the doors.
“What?! No company for the trip?” he yelled at the locked doors.
He felt the engine start up and shut his eyes, at least now he could get a few hours of actual sleep.
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Dearest Irina,
I have written this in case something should happen and we become separated or we’re compromised. In either situation it is likely that one or both of us will be caught and thrown in prison. That leaves no one to watch Sydney’s back or indeed to continue the search.
If we find her before we are discovered then I am entrusting her life, safety and freedom to you, I know I haven’t said this in a long time. But I trust you, those words will be hollow to you if I’m not actually saying them but, I hope they are enough.
Sydney will need protecting, not just from the people who took her but from the CIA NSA FBI and even from herself. She’s head strong and won’t sit still for long knowing that she could be doing something to help herself, where she got those traits from is any bodies guess.
If something should happen to me, I’ve left instructions with Magic, she has a website: www.fateprotectsfools.com.uk leave a message for her under the name ‘Phoenix’ and she’ll reply with contact details.
Sydney, sweetheart, LISTEN TO YOUR MOTHER, I know it will be difficult for the two of you, alone with only thirty years of lies and betrayal to reminisce on, but please, protect and look after one another. If your mother gives you an order Sydney, follow it! You are the most important thing in the world to me, the both of you.
We’ll figure this out together and hopefully we can put this broken family back together at the same time. Take care, both of you, be careful.
Love always and forever,
Jack.
Irina read over the letter twice then passed it over the table to Sydney who sat reading it quietly; she read it over twice then looked up at her mother who smiled softly.
“He really leaves nothing to chance does he?” Sydney smiled and Irina laughed gently.
“He’s generally in danger of out smarting himself.” She agreed.
Sydney folded up the letter and furrowed her brow in thought, “Who is this Magic person he’s talking about?” she asked and Irina smiled, “A young former MI6 agent your father knows, she’s a little odd, but she gets the job done. If he’s contacted her its likely he already has some plan in motion to get himself out of prison.” Irina said steeping her fingers together and touching the tips to her lips.
Sydney nodded and thought on it, “What should we do?”
“Leave a message for Magic like your father suggested, she’ll have more details and can tell us more about the situation. In the mean time, I’m going to go to the office.” Irina stood up and Sydney followed suit.
“Mom are you sure? You’re still not… well… fully recovered, what if something happens?” Sydney said stepping in her mothers’ path.
Irina smiled and put her hands on Sydney’s shoulders and kissed her forehead, “Don’t worry sweetheart, I’ll be fine. Anushka will be there if anything should happen.” She said soothingly.
Sydney sighed and Irina brushed her fingers against Sydney’s cheek, “I won’t be gone long.” She promised and headed to the bathroom to freshen up.
Sydney sat back down at the table and picked up her fathers note, re-read it and felt her eyes burn, he had sacrificed everything for her and now he was paying for it. Hot tears ran down her face and she buried her face in her hand.
“Sydney? Sydney sweetheart what’s wrong?” Irina was back; she walked over put her hand on Sydney’s back and looked down to see her daughters tear streaked face.
“He’s in jail because of me.” She sobbed and Irina felt her chest tighten again seeing the anguish on Sydney’s face.
“Oh honey, Shhh.” She said wrapping Sydney in a hug and running her hands over her hair and down her back.
Sydney continued to cry, “I miss him, I miss Vaughn and I miss my friends. I don’t even know what happened to Will and Francie.”
Irina continued to make hushing noises and run her hands over Sydney’s back, she rested her head on Sydney’s, “We’ll find out, we’ll find out what happened to your friends, don’t worry sweetie.” Irina said softly into her daughters’ hair.
Sydney nodded and slowly her tears and sobs stopped, Irina let her go and rubbed her thumb over Sydney’s cheeks to wipe away the few remaining tears.
“Come on, we’ll go to the office together.” She smiled and Sydney took a shuddering breath.
“What about your people? They’ll get suspicious.” Sydney said looking up at her mother.
“You shouldn’t be left alone right now, you need me and as for my people, they don’t come to the office unless I call them.” She assured her and Sydney felt grateful, she really didn’t want to be alone and she didn’t think her mother should be either.
“I’ll get changed.” Sydney stood up and Irina nodded, “I’ll let Marcus know to bring the car around front.”
Sydney headed to her room and changed into one of the outfits Anushka had brought for her in her first few days.
Irina was pulling on a long jacket when she went back into the main room and was flicking her long hair out of the collar, “Marcus will meet us out front.” She smiled at Sydney as she walked over and pulled on the other jacket that was hanging from the hook; she was also wearing the jacket her father had wrapped around her shoulders at the hospital.
Irina noticed the jacket and smiled softly, Sydney pulled on the second longer jacket and they headed down to meet Marcus.
“Ms Irina, Ms Sydney, are we going any where special today?” Marcus asked brightly holding the back door of the large black sedan open for them.
“To the office thank you Marcus, we have a few things to take care of.” Irina said as Sydney slipped in the car first.
“Of course Ms Irina.” He nodded and shut the door behind her and slid into the drivers’ seat.
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Vaughn walked down the terminal with one hand clenched around his bag, the other shoved deep in his pocket; he was supposed to be looking for a Magical sign, well there were certainly a lot of signs in the air port but nothing Magical.
He spotted a flash of fiery red out of the corner of his eye and turned to spot a tall red headed woman holding a sign with a bright smile on her charming face. The sign was made out of cardboard and had stars and glitter all over it and written in the centre in big black marker was the word Magic.
“Well, it’s a magical sign, I guess.” He muttered to himself and shrugged walking through the crowded terminal to the tall woman who looked him up and down as he approached.
“Your Magic I take it.” He said quietly as people passed by them and she gave a bright smile.
“Aye, I might be, who be you stranger?” she asked with a thick accent, he wasn’t certain what it was but it certainly drew a few looks from people passing by.
“I’m Vaughn, Dixon sent me.” He said looking around then focusing on her and her shocking green eyes.
“Well, your not exactly mercenary material, but I guess you’ll do.” She shrugged and threw her sign into a near by bin with ease.
“I’m not a mercenary, I’m…was… CIA.” He shrugged his eyes darkening.
“Ahh, well now, that’s something we can work with, brains and brawn, a combination I like very much in a man, now then Mr Vaughn, lets get ourselves to somewhere more private.” She turned and strolled towards an exit with Vaughn following along behind, he wasn’t sure what to make of this woman yet, but if she could lead him to Sydney, nothing else mattered.
Im gonna try and get more done on this story and post it as soon as I can.
