Disclaimer- I do not own Alias. Alias belongs to JJ Abrams. Some orignal characters and Marshall gadgets are mine, otherwise all his.
A/N- ~#...#~ Denotes radio communications.
Prologue
T minus three…
To the outside observer the building was an imposing edifice of marble and glass, older than most of those worked in and around it. The interior, however, was much the same as any modern office block of the twenty-first century. Fluorescent fixtures lit white-washed walls and computer cabling was trailed behind desks and along cubicle walls.
It was the mainframe these cables were attached to that was the object of the girl's attention. With practiced skill, she stripped several wires of their brightly coloured plastic and spliced them into the PDA she carried.
"I'm in. You copy, Pretty Boy?"
T minus two…
"Copy, Foxy Lady." The young man sitting in a van across from the rear entrance answered. "Took you long enough."
~# I was trying to be discreet. # ~
The blonde's lips quirked at the girls mock-acerbic reply. "I'm setting up the by-pass now. Team Beta is in position and will be ready to cut the power in three, two-"
T minus one…
~# -one. #~ The dim lights of the mainframe died. ~# Emergency power will come on in fifty seconds. #~
"Copy, Pretty Boy" Exiting the darkened room, the girl was headed at a fast walk towards the target.
~# Once emergency power comes online; our by-pass will give you a three minute window. After that full power will be restored and the security system will reset. You must be out by the time full power is restored. #~
"Or I get up close and personal with the security forces. I copy-"
T minus zero…
~# -Mother Hen. #~
"Please stick with the given code-names, Foxy Lady." The blond man's voice betrayed a hint of irritated affection. "Are you at the target?"
~# Affirmative. Coast is clear. I should be finished well before the window's up. #~
T plus one...
~# Just be careful, I would not like to be me if something happens to you. #~
The girl chuckled as she knelt before the safe "Pretty Boy, are you scared of my…"
~# Uh-oh. #~
"Uh-Oh? What's uh-oh?"
~#Mains power has just been restored. Security forces have been alerted to your presence and are enroute to your position. They'll be there in just under two minutes#~
"Well that gives me at least minute." The girl resumed cracking the safe.
~# Negative! Abort now! #~
"I'm more than halfway through, if we abort now we are not going to get a second chance."
~#Are you-
T plus two…
"-insane?!" The blonde practically screamed into the comm.
~#Not according to my last pysch evaluation. Just be ready to evac.#~
T plus three…
"Stop her!" came the security guard's hoarse yell, punctuated by bursts of gunfire.
"Sorry boys, but my ride's here." The girl sprinted across the tarmac. As she neared the already rolling van the door slid open and the blond man pulled her inside.
"You are crazy, you know." He declared as the van sped towards the pick-up zone.
Panting the girl dangled the amulet taken from the safe. "Maybe, but I'm also the best, Pretty Boy."
"Ops over now, no need for code-names." Grinned Julian Sark to his team-mate, Sydney Derevko.
A/N- ~#...#~ Denotes radio communications.
Prologue
T minus three…
To the outside observer the building was an imposing edifice of marble and glass, older than most of those worked in and around it. The interior, however, was much the same as any modern office block of the twenty-first century. Fluorescent fixtures lit white-washed walls and computer cabling was trailed behind desks and along cubicle walls.
It was the mainframe these cables were attached to that was the object of the girl's attention. With practiced skill, she stripped several wires of their brightly coloured plastic and spliced them into the PDA she carried.
"I'm in. You copy, Pretty Boy?"
T minus two…
"Copy, Foxy Lady." The young man sitting in a van across from the rear entrance answered. "Took you long enough."
~# I was trying to be discreet. # ~
The blonde's lips quirked at the girls mock-acerbic reply. "I'm setting up the by-pass now. Team Beta is in position and will be ready to cut the power in three, two-"
T minus one…
~# -one. #~ The dim lights of the mainframe died. ~# Emergency power will come on in fifty seconds. #~
"Copy, Pretty Boy" Exiting the darkened room, the girl was headed at a fast walk towards the target.
~# Once emergency power comes online; our by-pass will give you a three minute window. After that full power will be restored and the security system will reset. You must be out by the time full power is restored. #~
"Or I get up close and personal with the security forces. I copy-"
T minus zero…
~# -Mother Hen. #~
"Please stick with the given code-names, Foxy Lady." The blond man's voice betrayed a hint of irritated affection. "Are you at the target?"
~# Affirmative. Coast is clear. I should be finished well before the window's up. #~
T plus one...
~# Just be careful, I would not like to be me if something happens to you. #~
The girl chuckled as she knelt before the safe "Pretty Boy, are you scared of my…"
~# Uh-oh. #~
"Uh-Oh? What's uh-oh?"
~#Mains power has just been restored. Security forces have been alerted to your presence and are enroute to your position. They'll be there in just under two minutes#~
"Well that gives me at least minute." The girl resumed cracking the safe.
~# Negative! Abort now! #~
"I'm more than halfway through, if we abort now we are not going to get a second chance."
~#Are you-
T plus two…
"-insane?!" The blonde practically screamed into the comm.
~#Not according to my last pysch evaluation. Just be ready to evac.#~
T plus three…
"Stop her!" came the security guard's hoarse yell, punctuated by bursts of gunfire.
"Sorry boys, but my ride's here." The girl sprinted across the tarmac. As she neared the already rolling van the door slid open and the blond man pulled her inside.
"You are crazy, you know." He declared as the van sped towards the pick-up zone.
Panting the girl dangled the amulet taken from the safe. "Maybe, but I'm also the best, Pretty Boy."
"Ops over now, no need for code-names." Grinned Julian Sark to his team-mate, Sydney Derevko.