Rating: G
Spoilers: Time Will Tell
Summary: An introspective . . .
Disclaimer: I own them not.
A/N: I started this sometime after Eloise's arrival, but I never finished it. This is somewhere around "Time Will Tell"…. Ehh, it's really an AU, especially now.
Will Tippin had absolutely no idea he was being watched. For an investigative reporter, he was certainly oblivious. He'd fallen for Eloise's story easy enough. But Eloise was stupid like Will was. She didn't take the people she was working for seriously, and apparently Will didn't either. Sydney, Will's precious Sydney did. Her lips curved into a small smirk remembering the pain written across Sydney Bristow's face at Daniel Hecht's funeral. The look of guilt, the absolute understanding that she was ultimately the one responsible for Danny's death.
Taking a sip of coffee, she looked across the room at Will. His towhead was buried in a book on surveillance technology. Didn't people realize that the real stuff spooks and spies used wasn't going to be in some book? Well, far be it from her to enlighten him. She was just there to make sure he didn't get too close to the truth. In a way, she resented it. She wasn't some green agent without any field experience; she'd had her share of missions, some bad, most good. She liked to think she was better than some other agents. 'Other agents' mainly meant Ms. Super Spy Bristow. She'd never use a close friend's relative's identity to disappear… One night, while he was drunk and rambling on about his conspiracy theories, Mr. Intrepid Reporter had let it slip that Sydney had borrowed his sister's passport. She would have laughed if she could. But the last laugh was on them, because 'Amy' had only gone to Taiwan, which they already knew.
She watched Will, enrapt, turn page after page, looking for something close to the bug he'd found in Eloise's car, his blue eyes intently focusing on each picture. She found herself hoping that he wouldn't have to be terminated. It'd be a shame, he was kind of cute. But she couldn't get involved . . . too well did she know the dangers of that. For once in her life, Jenny resented joining SD-6.