A/N: Hi everyone , i know i have a somewhat 'bad' record for starting fics and then not finishing them, but it's because i get MAJOR writers blcok and can't think of anywahere for them to go SO this time round i decided to write te entire story first so there's definately more if you like it! Please R&R and be honest, if you like it please say and if you don't like it then say -but be nice...if possible! Thank you and enjoy, Sophie xx
The brunette walked through the building, head high, back straight. Her small frame, drew approving glances from the men in the department and dirty looks from the women. She walked straight up the stairs and rapped on the door. The man inside looked up and waved her in. She opened the door, walked in and closed it before sitting on the chair in front of the desk. The man was on the phone but she saw him give her a double take. There's no reason why they shouldn't. Her dark hair made her naturally pale skin appear like porcelain, but the pink tint in her cheeks made it less harsh, pretty. Her eyes were large and brown, like chocolate, and he knew what was under the clothes she wore, he'd read her file, knew about her extra – curricular activities, all the dance and self defence. He placed the phone down and looked at her, surveying his new team member.
"Sophia Summers?" he asked, but he obviously knew the answer. It was polite to ask, apparently. She smiled knowing it was for no other reason than a formality.
"Yes'sir. Bill Buchannon?" she asked, playing his own game. He smirked at her gall.
"That's right. I'm pleased to have you here Sophia. You're going to make an extraordinary member of our team. The work you did in Kosovo, for the CIA, MI6, well I think it speaks for itself and how old are you?" he asked. She raised an eyebrow.
"Bill, I don't want be a pain in the ass already but, I know you don't want me here, and believe me neither do I, but a place needed filling on your team, and until you find a better replacement I'm the best you have." She told him. There was something about him she didn't like. She couldn't put her finger on it, she just knew, maybe it was the way he looked at her, like she was an object, maybe it was the fact he kicked up such a fuss when he found out she was joining his team.He laughed, a hardened, cold laugh. It was more polite than anything, trying to cover over the tension in the room. She smiled slowly.
"I'll get someone to show you around," he told her and picked up the phone again.
"Tony, can you get up here? I need you to show a new agent around." He told the man named Tony. Less than two minutes later, she saw Bill glance behind her and she knew 'Tony' would walk in any second. True to what she thought, he did.
She turned around and looked at the new man before her. His brown hair close to his head, wearing clothes that were comfortable but not overly formal. He smiled at her kindly for a mere second before looking back at Bill. The atmosphere was already tense before he arrived but now, she could feel it, like electricity growing around her.
"Tony, take Sophia around the building. Show her everything she needs to know, introduce her to the rest of field ops, the works please." Bill ordered Tony. She noticed Tony grit his teeth, it was a slight movement but she noticed it.
"Of course, Sophia, if you want to come with me?" Tony asked her. It was actually polite, and sympathetic. She stood up and went to walk out of the room.
"Sophia, if you need anything," Bill started to tell her and she knew exactly what was coming next. She cringed inwardly.
"Then seeing as you don't want me on your hands, wasting your time, I'll ask Tony, if that's ok!" she bit back icily before she left the room going down the stairs she had been up a little earlier. Tony laughed impressed by the woman's attitude and bravery.
"She got you, Bill," Tony told him and followed Sophia out of the room, still laughing to himself. He met her at the bottom of the stairs where she stopped waiting for him to join her.
"Ignore him, he's an asshole." Tony told her and she smiled slowly at him.
"I heard about him at Langley. His reputation as an asshole reaches everywhere."
He laughed. Tony was a good guy, it was like the feeling she had with Bill, she knew right away that he was a good person, loyal, someone she should get to know. He motioned for her to follow him around the department. He stopped at various points, pointing things out to her. The toilets, where she could get her equipment, med packs. He finished the tour by taking her in to the conference room, where a meeting was already taking place. They walked in. A brunette woman, was leading it, she was beautiful, in a quiet, almost shy way. She stopped as they entered.
"Michelle, this is our temporary field agent Sophia. Sophia this is Michelle Dessler, runs our floor, I run tactical, Chloe O'Brien, Edgar Stiles in IT, Jack Bauer, Curtis Manning, you'll be joining in field ops. Sian Williams and Andrew Flack are only joining us today, they've been sent by Secretary of Defence," he told her. Her eyes went around the table giving nods at the appropriate times. Her eyes rested on Jack Bauer, the infamous Jack Bauer, whose reputation preceded him. He kept her eyes for the slightest of seconds, before he looked down. Tony pointed her to a seat and she took it and he sat next to the woman named Michelle.
"Chloe, what did you get from CCTV?" Michelle asked. The blonde haired woman named Chloe, pressed a small button on a remote control and a man's face flicked on to the screen. "This man Antoine Francois has been connected with Michaél Blanc the French terrorist cell leader. We have photo's of them eating together in France, England, US, each time, within a week of a major terrorist attack occurring, with a member of Blanc's cell taking responsibility."
"I thought we arrested Blanc last year?" Jack Bauer asked. "CIA has him right?"
"That's true, but from the frequency of the meetings and in such open places, since the arrest of Blanc, we have to presume that Francois is now heading the cells, instead of Blanc," Michelle told the group. Sophia looked at Tony as she spoke. He looked up at her with love. Her eyes flicked to their left hands and found matching wedding rings. She felt someone's eyes on her and she looked down the table and saw Jack looking at her. She held his gaze.
"Normally he's not a problem for us but these pictures are taken from within LA two days ago. Within 5 days we're going to have a major attack on this city and it's our jobs to prevent it. Edgar, I want you to try and pull CCTV images from two days ago to try and follow where he went. Chloe, I want you to cross-reference EVERYTHING we have connected with Blanc with this guy. Curtis I want you to canvas the streets, shops in the immediate area of where this picture was taken, see if anyone remembers him. Remember keep it quiet. Jack, Sophia, I want you to prepare for taking the target, when we have his location." Michelle ordered them. Sophia looked at each team member as she gave jobs out. Curtis Manning scowled at the thought of canvassing and even more when she got her job. He was jealous, normally he was the big man, she thought. Everyone stood up and left the room. Jack Bauer stood up and walked over to him, and whispered something to him. It apparently, sorted his problem, for his shoulders relaxed a little. Jack Bauer walked over to her.
"Hi, I'm Jack," he told her. "If you come with me I'll take you to your station."
"Thanks," she replied and smiled softly. He led her to a small desk, with a computer and phone. She felt everyone's eyes on her.
"Do I have two heads or something?" she asked dryly. Jack looked up and frowned for a second, not understanding before looking around.
"Fresh blood. They're after testing you. Seeing if you're as good as your reputation." Jack told her smiling slightly. She laughed. The first laugh she'd had all day.
"I could say the same about you Jack. Are you as good as your reputation?" she asked.
"That, is something we'll find out together," he told her. "How did you work for both 6 and CIA?"
"English mother, American father. Besides, they wanted someone to do a joint 6 and CIA operation and I seemed the natural choice. I transferred to Langley after that."
"Can you sort out your password and things?" Jack asked rather abruptly.
"Yeah, thanks," she replied. Jack nodded and walked to a young man in dark trousers and a white shirt. They spoke for a 10 minutes while she sorted her passwords and had a quick flick through the system, her monitor buzzing softly. She looked up and watched Michelle walk over to Jack and whisper something in his ear. Jack turned and waved her over. She got up and walked over to the small group of people. Chloe had reached Jack before she had.
"We have a potential location for a woman who Francois has been seen with recently. She's currently residing at the Mount Holly hotel in Beverley." Chloe told them, handing a piece of paper to Jack, the address. She handed a large piece of paper with a grainy black and white image of a young girl on.
"I know her," Sophia said quietly, her brow creasing. They turned and looked at her. "She's English, when I lived in England, we were in the same residence halls at University. Her name's Rachael. Rachael Kay. She can't be involved."
"Michelle, get me a file on Miss Kay as soon as possible, send it to Jack's PDA. Jack, Sophia I want you going to see her, find out whatever you can. If she's innocent we'll find out." Michelle ordered, before turning on her heel.