RATING –R
TIMELINE: Takes place after the accident in Season 4’s last episode.
SUMMARY – Jack and Sydney are home. Vaughn is still in the hospital recuperating from his accident. He has amnesia and cannot remember who he is, was or anything about his life. Sydney is miserable, because he does not remember who she is either. The doctors say that he is getting better physically, but cannot predict when his memory will come back.
Nadia is well. The NIH in Bethesda, Maryland had found a cure using information forwarded to them with samples of Nadia’s blood.
Meanwhile, in Russia, Irina, after returning from her visit to the U.S. to help Sydney recover from the accident, is back into her businesses.
The Bristows are separated again by time and circumstances beyond their control.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Alias’ characters developed by J.J. Abrams. However, I do own the few I have developed over a period of many stories and serials.
Oh and by the way, I penciled in title BEFORE I heard about the movie title.
SENTINEL
By Lenafan
Chapter 1 - Langley
Jack Bristow sat in front of Director Chase. A promotion now made her Deputy Director of Operations after Ben Devlin’s sudden death a week ago. He had come east to go to the funeral and the burial of his long-time friend. He’d known Ben for thirty-five years, almost from the time he was recruited. They had become friends and although Ben moved up in the hierarchy, he and Jack remained friends. Ben had helped Jack many times during their years in the Company. Now he was dead from a heart attack, according to his doctor.
“I saw you at the funeral, Jack, so I asked you to come to the office for a reason.”
“Congratulations on your appointment. I’m sure you’ll do a great job.”
“Thank you.” She pulled an envelope from under her desk pad and handed it to him. “I want you to read this. When Ben died, his lawyer sent me this envelope per his instructions.”
Jack leaned forward, took the envelope, and pulled out a piece of paper. He read:
Dear DDO,
I, Ben Devlin, do bequeath to you a very special ‘friend’ somewhere in Russia. His code name is Sentinel. You will not be able to contact him. He will contact you. Over the past twenty years, the United States has received valuable information from our informant regarding Russian foreign policy.
I suggest you continue the relationship. We have tried to locate our friend, but have been unable to do so. Agents we’ve sent have never been able to connect Sentinel with a name. I doubt you will have any success either.
Ben Devlin.
Jack looked up, astonished. “You mean Ben handled Sentinel personally?”
“Yes, we’re sure he did.”
“Surely he must have known Sentinel by name?”
“There is no evidence he did. I searched through all his records. There is no indication who this US friendly agent is.”
“He doesn’t say what information was sent to us?”
“No, but I’ve researched Ben’s records and the information sent to him. Ben notified the State Department about the USSR break-up, about the Berlin Wall coming down, about Chechnya and policy regarding the Commonwealth States. Everything Sentinel reported did happen.
“Ben obviously told the State Department. As a result of the information, we were prepared for trouble or in many cases prepared to either assist the Russian government or give them a heads up to be careful.”
“Didn’t they suspect they had a mole inside?”
Chase shrugged, “I’m not sure they did. Certainly they never confronted us with allegations we had a connection to a spy.”
“And you want me to do what?”
“You speak Russian fluently, Jack, and you have many contacts in Russia. Irina Derevko is there, is she not?”
Jack stared coldly at the director, “Meaning?”
“Maybe she can tell you something.”
Jack laughed, “My…er…wife won’t share that kind of information, especially if she knows my government is looking for a mole. She’d be more likely to go after Sentinel for her own glory.”
Chase smiled slyly, “and you don’t have any kind of relationship with her?”
Jack chuckled. “We may have settled some of our differences personally, but I don’t believe her business life is open for discussion. My wife is an extremely strong person who has made a lot of money by blackmail, robbery, and God-knows what else. She is manipulative and devious when it comes to money or business. No, I don’t think she’ll give me any information and if I ask, she’ll no doubt put all of her resources to work to find Sentinel herself.”
“What if you go to see her on a personal basis? Maybe you could poke around, get in touch with your contacts, and see what they might have heard.”
“It sounds to me as if Sentinel doesn’t want to be found or identified. If I went to Moscow, I would have to be extremely careful.”
“Why not take Nadia and Sydney for a visit. That would not be considered suspicious would it?”
“Humm…” Jack thought for a moment and then agreed. “Good idea. I know Irina was worried about Nadia. The three women would probably spend two or three days talking and I can go visit some contacts.”
“Then do it. I’ll get you a voucher for the airline tickets.”
“No, I’ll pay for them myself. There can be no ties to the CIA or any government agency.”
***
Jack arrived back in his house twelve hours later. He did some necessary chores. He sat down with a drink and picked up his cell, punching in a number. “Sydney?”
“Yeah Dad. How did everything go? I’m sorry I couldn’t be with you.”
“It’s okay and I’m fine, sweetheart. How’s Vaughn?”
“Getter physically better, but he doesn’t recognize anyone…me, Weiss, Marshall. We did get him to understand that he was suffering from amnesia and that we all would have to be patient.”
“Right! I’m going to Moscow and I thought you and Nadia should come with me to see your mother. Do you think you can get away?”
“I wouldn’t miss it for the world. To have the whole family together in one place is amazing.” He didn’t miss the joy. Sydney never had any real time to talk to her mother on a personal basis. They didn’t do much when Irina was in the glass cage at the CIA. It was always superficial.
“Is Nadia here?”
“Yeah, she’s in her bedroom.”
“Sydney, take enough clothes for a week. You’ll probably want to do some sightseeing and I’m sure your mother will want to take you around.”
“It sounds as if you didn’t plan to be with us.”
Jack chuckled. “I know Moscow quite well. However, it will give you girls and your mother a chance to know one another. If I’m not wrong, she’ll be in seventh heaven to have you two girls to herself.” He smiled to himself. “Now let me talk to Nadia.”
Nadia was actually more excited than he’d ever seen her. She had not had the chance to visit with her mother and now she would. She asked how long they would stay and when he told her, she wanted more time. “How can I make up a lifetime with only a week long visit?”
“Well, we’ll see. Be sure to talk to Sloane. Now start getting packed. I’m going to arrange for visas and tickets and I want to call your mother.” Jack hoped Irina was home.
He called Weiss and asked him if he would arrange for their visas. He asked Weiss to obtain them for a 30-day visit period. Jack went to his computer and quickly got tickets to fly to Moscow via New York. They would leave in two days.
He gripped his satellite phone and dialed Irina’s number in Moscow. He hoped she was at home, but there was that damn time differential.
“Hello,” she said in Russian.
“Irina? It’s me.”
“Jack.” She sounded surprised. “What’s happened…the girls…are they alright?”
“How would you like to see them both and…me?”
There was silence. He wondered why. “You aren’t playing me, are you?” Her voice was husky with emotion.
“No, sweetheart. It’s the closest thing to a family reunion I can think of. You can’t come to the States, but we can come to you.”
“The SVR might be a little suspicious.” Irina answered.
“I doubt it. We plan to be your shadow most of the time. The girls have never had the chance to know you except in the worst of circumstances. Don’t you think it’s time for you to know them as just your daughters? And…” he sighed, “I miss you too!”
“When will you be here?” Now there was no mistaking the excitement in her voice.
“If the visas are proper and okay, we’ll be there in three days. Flight 0002 from New York on Aeroflot.”
“You’ll stay with me,” she whispered. “The girls can have the apartment across the hall. It’s Sydney’s anyway. I’ll have Grigor stock it with food and drink. I know Sydney likes Tequila, how about Nadia?”
“Red wine.”
“Jack, thank you. I’ll see you in three days. And Jack,” her voice dropped, “I love you.”
He didn’t feel the least bit guilty of having an ulterior motive.
TBC
TIMELINE: Takes place after the accident in Season 4’s last episode.
SUMMARY – Jack and Sydney are home. Vaughn is still in the hospital recuperating from his accident. He has amnesia and cannot remember who he is, was or anything about his life. Sydney is miserable, because he does not remember who she is either. The doctors say that he is getting better physically, but cannot predict when his memory will come back.
Nadia is well. The NIH in Bethesda, Maryland had found a cure using information forwarded to them with samples of Nadia’s blood.
Meanwhile, in Russia, Irina, after returning from her visit to the U.S. to help Sydney recover from the accident, is back into her businesses.
The Bristows are separated again by time and circumstances beyond their control.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Alias’ characters developed by J.J. Abrams. However, I do own the few I have developed over a period of many stories and serials.
Oh and by the way, I penciled in title BEFORE I heard about the movie title.
SENTINEL
By Lenafan
Chapter 1 - Langley
Jack Bristow sat in front of Director Chase. A promotion now made her Deputy Director of Operations after Ben Devlin’s sudden death a week ago. He had come east to go to the funeral and the burial of his long-time friend. He’d known Ben for thirty-five years, almost from the time he was recruited. They had become friends and although Ben moved up in the hierarchy, he and Jack remained friends. Ben had helped Jack many times during their years in the Company. Now he was dead from a heart attack, according to his doctor.
“I saw you at the funeral, Jack, so I asked you to come to the office for a reason.”
“Congratulations on your appointment. I’m sure you’ll do a great job.”
“Thank you.” She pulled an envelope from under her desk pad and handed it to him. “I want you to read this. When Ben died, his lawyer sent me this envelope per his instructions.”
Jack leaned forward, took the envelope, and pulled out a piece of paper. He read:
Dear DDO,
I, Ben Devlin, do bequeath to you a very special ‘friend’ somewhere in Russia. His code name is Sentinel. You will not be able to contact him. He will contact you. Over the past twenty years, the United States has received valuable information from our informant regarding Russian foreign policy.
I suggest you continue the relationship. We have tried to locate our friend, but have been unable to do so. Agents we’ve sent have never been able to connect Sentinel with a name. I doubt you will have any success either.
Ben Devlin.
Jack looked up, astonished. “You mean Ben handled Sentinel personally?”
“Yes, we’re sure he did.”
“Surely he must have known Sentinel by name?”
“There is no evidence he did. I searched through all his records. There is no indication who this US friendly agent is.”
“He doesn’t say what information was sent to us?”
“No, but I’ve researched Ben’s records and the information sent to him. Ben notified the State Department about the USSR break-up, about the Berlin Wall coming down, about Chechnya and policy regarding the Commonwealth States. Everything Sentinel reported did happen.
“Ben obviously told the State Department. As a result of the information, we were prepared for trouble or in many cases prepared to either assist the Russian government or give them a heads up to be careful.”
“Didn’t they suspect they had a mole inside?”
Chase shrugged, “I’m not sure they did. Certainly they never confronted us with allegations we had a connection to a spy.”
“And you want me to do what?”
“You speak Russian fluently, Jack, and you have many contacts in Russia. Irina Derevko is there, is she not?”
Jack stared coldly at the director, “Meaning?”
“Maybe she can tell you something.”
Jack laughed, “My…er…wife won’t share that kind of information, especially if she knows my government is looking for a mole. She’d be more likely to go after Sentinel for her own glory.”
Chase smiled slyly, “and you don’t have any kind of relationship with her?”
Jack chuckled. “We may have settled some of our differences personally, but I don’t believe her business life is open for discussion. My wife is an extremely strong person who has made a lot of money by blackmail, robbery, and God-knows what else. She is manipulative and devious when it comes to money or business. No, I don’t think she’ll give me any information and if I ask, she’ll no doubt put all of her resources to work to find Sentinel herself.”
“What if you go to see her on a personal basis? Maybe you could poke around, get in touch with your contacts, and see what they might have heard.”
“It sounds to me as if Sentinel doesn’t want to be found or identified. If I went to Moscow, I would have to be extremely careful.”
“Why not take Nadia and Sydney for a visit. That would not be considered suspicious would it?”
“Humm…” Jack thought for a moment and then agreed. “Good idea. I know Irina was worried about Nadia. The three women would probably spend two or three days talking and I can go visit some contacts.”
“Then do it. I’ll get you a voucher for the airline tickets.”
“No, I’ll pay for them myself. There can be no ties to the CIA or any government agency.”
***
Jack arrived back in his house twelve hours later. He did some necessary chores. He sat down with a drink and picked up his cell, punching in a number. “Sydney?”
“Yeah Dad. How did everything go? I’m sorry I couldn’t be with you.”
“It’s okay and I’m fine, sweetheart. How’s Vaughn?”
“Getter physically better, but he doesn’t recognize anyone…me, Weiss, Marshall. We did get him to understand that he was suffering from amnesia and that we all would have to be patient.”
“Right! I’m going to Moscow and I thought you and Nadia should come with me to see your mother. Do you think you can get away?”
“I wouldn’t miss it for the world. To have the whole family together in one place is amazing.” He didn’t miss the joy. Sydney never had any real time to talk to her mother on a personal basis. They didn’t do much when Irina was in the glass cage at the CIA. It was always superficial.
“Is Nadia here?”
“Yeah, she’s in her bedroom.”
“Sydney, take enough clothes for a week. You’ll probably want to do some sightseeing and I’m sure your mother will want to take you around.”
“It sounds as if you didn’t plan to be with us.”
Jack chuckled. “I know Moscow quite well. However, it will give you girls and your mother a chance to know one another. If I’m not wrong, she’ll be in seventh heaven to have you two girls to herself.” He smiled to himself. “Now let me talk to Nadia.”
Nadia was actually more excited than he’d ever seen her. She had not had the chance to visit with her mother and now she would. She asked how long they would stay and when he told her, she wanted more time. “How can I make up a lifetime with only a week long visit?”
“Well, we’ll see. Be sure to talk to Sloane. Now start getting packed. I’m going to arrange for visas and tickets and I want to call your mother.” Jack hoped Irina was home.
He called Weiss and asked him if he would arrange for their visas. He asked Weiss to obtain them for a 30-day visit period. Jack went to his computer and quickly got tickets to fly to Moscow via New York. They would leave in two days.
He gripped his satellite phone and dialed Irina’s number in Moscow. He hoped she was at home, but there was that damn time differential.
“Hello,” she said in Russian.
“Irina? It’s me.”
“Jack.” She sounded surprised. “What’s happened…the girls…are they alright?”
“How would you like to see them both and…me?”
There was silence. He wondered why. “You aren’t playing me, are you?” Her voice was husky with emotion.
“No, sweetheart. It’s the closest thing to a family reunion I can think of. You can’t come to the States, but we can come to you.”
“The SVR might be a little suspicious.” Irina answered.
“I doubt it. We plan to be your shadow most of the time. The girls have never had the chance to know you except in the worst of circumstances. Don’t you think it’s time for you to know them as just your daughters? And…” he sighed, “I miss you too!”
“When will you be here?” Now there was no mistaking the excitement in her voice.
“If the visas are proper and okay, we’ll be there in three days. Flight 0002 from New York on Aeroflot.”
“You’ll stay with me,” she whispered. “The girls can have the apartment across the hall. It’s Sydney’s anyway. I’ll have Grigor stock it with food and drink. I know Sydney likes Tequila, how about Nadia?”
“Red wine.”
“Jack, thank you. I’ll see you in three days. And Jack,” her voice dropped, “I love you.”
He didn’t feel the least bit guilty of having an ulterior motive.
TBC