I know it has taken me ages to write this, but it took so long for me to get some inspiration for this fic and with exams I just didn't have time. I'm sorry. :blush2:
But I have finally written a new chapter so here it is.
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Thanx.
Chapter 21
The couple of days dragged on for everyone. Weiss, Dixon and Jack desperately tried to find more information on the Rambaldi device and on where abouts of Sloane, Irina and Sark as they seemed to have disappeared of the face of the earth. After seeing them at the warehouse they had gone off the radar and no amount searching for them helped. Vaughn even interagated Lauren again to find them, but she was either being unco-operative or honestly didn't know.
Meanwhile all Sydney and Nadia could do was sit and wait. They had been given new identities and were now relocated in North Carolina. They were going by the alias' of Samantha Lewis and Marissa Hagan. Their cover story that they had been best friends from high school and had moved so Samantha could take a job as an English teacher at the local high school.
It had only been a couple of days but they were settling in. They hated it though. They hated being away from their families and from Eric and Vaughn. They knew it was supposed protect them, but at the moment it just made them even more miserable. Their only hope was that the CIA would take down Sloane Irina and Sark soon.
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The phone rang in Dixon's office. "Hello. This is Director Dixon." He replied.
"We have a walk in for you." The receptionist on the other end of the phone told him.
"Who is it?"
"Irina Dereveko." Dixon's jaw literally hung open. He couldn't believe Irina would just hand herself in, unless she had a hidden agenda. Why would she just give herself up when she was so close to fulfilling the Rambaldi prophecy. "Director Dixon are you there?" The worried receptionist asked.
"Yes. I'll be right down. Take her to one of the holding rooms."
"Ok Director." She hung up and escorted Irina down the corridor and into a completely white room. A chair, a table and a CIA flag were all that adorned the plain room. Two guards stood outside the room to prevent her from escaping, not that that was very likely considering she came to the CIA of her own free will.
During this time Dixon had walked into the briefing room upstairs, where Jack, Weiss, Marshall and Vaughn were working. They were all still desperately to obtain any useful information.
Dixon still had the shocked looked on his face that didn't go unnoticed by Jack.
"Dixon. What is it?" Jack asked. The rest of the group stared at Dixon as he walked into the middle of the room.
With everyone's attention on him Dixon began to speak. "I just recieved a call. Ten minutes ago we recieved a walk in which could help with acquiring the information we need."
"Well what are we waiting for?" Weiss said brightly.
"There's more, isn't there?" Vaughn asked perceptively.
"Yes. The walk in is Irina Dereveko."
"You're kidding, right?"
" No." He said bluntly.
"Well this should be interesting." Marshall commented. "I mean Jack and Irina being in the same room again after last time...I mean..." He noticed everyone glaring at him and shut up.
"The reason I told you this is because I want you to go and talk to her." He said looking at Jack. "I need you to find out where the device is and what they are planning."
"I understand." Jack got up out of his seat and went to see the women her hadn't seen in two years. The women who had destroyed his life once before. The women who had betrayed him, his wife.