Author: toria55
Rating: G
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Alias and all it's characters are owned by JJ Abrams and ABC. This story is not intended to infringe on the copyrights of the original creators. It is written for entertainment purposes only and is not intended for profit in anyway. This was first posted 10/18/2003
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Chapter 1
Director Dixon had sent an email informing his team of agents that there would be a meeting at 2PM in the west end briefing room. Lauren Reed took what was becoming her usual spot, next her husband. Sydney Bristow sat on the opposite side of the squared off tables. Eric Weiss sat to her left and Marshall Flinkman to her right. Jack Bristow was already seated at the front table with Marcus Dixon.
Once all the members were seated Dixon stood up and called the meeting to order. "We're here to discuss the latest development regarding the Covenant," he informed the players. "The NSC recently raided what they believe to be a prime cell located in Stuttgart, Germany. Ms. Reed will give us an updated on what was found."
As Director Dixon sat down, Lauren Reed stood up. "Thank you," she said as she turned on the computer monitor so that she could present a blueprint of the building that was raided. She also displayed photographs and background information on the three men who were killed during the raid.
"This man, right here, survived," she informed the room. "So far, he has been extremely helpful in our investigation. He has informed us that Hans Von Buren, one of the three men killed during the raid, was the leader of this particular cell. Von Buren was closely associated with Gunnar Lexikon who was last seen in Grossglockner, Austria. Mr. Lexikon is reported to be a key player in organizing these various cells across Europe."
Lauren then walked around the room passing out folders that contained details of the upcoming mission. As she passed out the folders she told the room, "The mission, that I have drawn up, will require that Michael, Eric and Sydney go to Austria and bring Lexikon back to the United States. Once he is here we will be able to extract whatever intelligence he has to offer."
After perusing the mission the look that Sydney and Weiss shared clearly confirm that they did not approve of the layout. Sydney looked over at Vaughn to see if he had the same reaction. What she noticed was that he did not look up from what he was reading. She was sure he was deliberately avoiding eye contact with her.
"Are there any questions?" Lauren inquired.
Sydney was the first to speak. It was clear that she was not ready to accept the mission the way it was laid out. "You've got to be kidding if you think this plan has a chance in hell to be pulled off. I'd also like to know why we should take the word of a man like Hans Von Buren that any of this is even true?"
"The NSC was able to verify 95% of the information we obtained from Mr. Von Buren," Lauren responded. Then with a tinge of defensiveness, she told Sydney, "There is no reason for us to doubt the rest of what he has told us. As for this mission, it was personally approved of by Robert Lindsey."
"Personally approved by Robert Lindsey? Well theirs your proof that it won't work," Sydney said without hiding the contempt she felt toward Robert Lindsey.
"I beg your pardon!" Lauren responded. Then as though she was scolding Sydney, she added, "I really do not think your attitude toward the NSC is appropriate. You've judged this plan before you even had a chance to hear it presented."
Sydney did not appreciate the condescending tone that Lauren was using. She could feel the heat building in her face as she informed Lauren, "I don't need to hear it presented, I've just read it. It has so many flaws in it that I wouldn't beginning to be able to know how to plug up the holes."
"Well Sydney, plugging the holes is not your job, is it?" Lauren informed her, calmly.
"No, my job is just to put my ass on the line and try and pull this disaster off," Sydney replied letting her know just how annoyed she was getting.
Continuing to remain clam, Lauren suggested to her, "If you don't want to do this, I'm sure Mr. Dixon would be glad to accept your resignation."
"My resignation!" Sydney scream out. "Don't think you're going to get rid of me that easy."
Dixon looked over at Jack who made no move to stop the bickering that was occurring. Dixon realized that their was no point in continuing with the meeting given the climate in the room.
He stood up and announced, "I think we all need to take time out to study this plan more closely. I have control over the final decision on what part of the plan will be implemented. I'll let you know my decision in the next few days. In the meantime, there are other more constructive things we can be doing."
At hearing the announcement that the meeting was over, Sydney stood up and stormed out of the room. She left her folder sitting on the table. Marshall, Dixon and Weiss quietly followed behind her.
Jack stood up slowly and gathered up his folder and the note pad that he came in with. As he left the room he observed Lauren and Vaughn watching him. He picked up Sydney's folder and walked out without saying a word to either of them.
Once they are alone, Lauren informed her husband, "That man makes me nervous."
"Don't let him get to you," Vaughn told her as he laid his hand on her arm. "It's a game he likes to play. He likes to make people feel inferior by intimidation." He then gave his wife a warning. "But Lauren, stay away from him. He can be dangerous."
Lauren was surprised at the intensity of her husband's remark. She asked him, "You've had problems with him?"
"Everyone's had problems with him." Vaughn informed her.
They looked out the glass door of the briefing room and saw Jack talking to Sydney. "Not everyone," Lauren observed. "He seems to get along pretty well with his little princess."
"Yea well, they seem to have bonded, but trust me, they've had their problems," Vaughn said, remembering the distrust that once existed between father and daughter.
"Come on, I don't want to talk about the Bristows anymore," he told his wife as he wrapped his arm around her waist and escorted her out of the room and safely past the Bristows.
Rating: G
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Alias and all it's characters are owned by JJ Abrams and ABC. This story is not intended to infringe on the copyrights of the original creators. It is written for entertainment purposes only and is not intended for profit in anyway. This was first posted 10/18/2003
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 1
Director Dixon had sent an email informing his team of agents that there would be a meeting at 2PM in the west end briefing room. Lauren Reed took what was becoming her usual spot, next her husband. Sydney Bristow sat on the opposite side of the squared off tables. Eric Weiss sat to her left and Marshall Flinkman to her right. Jack Bristow was already seated at the front table with Marcus Dixon.
Once all the members were seated Dixon stood up and called the meeting to order. "We're here to discuss the latest development regarding the Covenant," he informed the players. "The NSC recently raided what they believe to be a prime cell located in Stuttgart, Germany. Ms. Reed will give us an updated on what was found."
As Director Dixon sat down, Lauren Reed stood up. "Thank you," she said as she turned on the computer monitor so that she could present a blueprint of the building that was raided. She also displayed photographs and background information on the three men who were killed during the raid.
"This man, right here, survived," she informed the room. "So far, he has been extremely helpful in our investigation. He has informed us that Hans Von Buren, one of the three men killed during the raid, was the leader of this particular cell. Von Buren was closely associated with Gunnar Lexikon who was last seen in Grossglockner, Austria. Mr. Lexikon is reported to be a key player in organizing these various cells across Europe."
Lauren then walked around the room passing out folders that contained details of the upcoming mission. As she passed out the folders she told the room, "The mission, that I have drawn up, will require that Michael, Eric and Sydney go to Austria and bring Lexikon back to the United States. Once he is here we will be able to extract whatever intelligence he has to offer."
After perusing the mission the look that Sydney and Weiss shared clearly confirm that they did not approve of the layout. Sydney looked over at Vaughn to see if he had the same reaction. What she noticed was that he did not look up from what he was reading. She was sure he was deliberately avoiding eye contact with her.
"Are there any questions?" Lauren inquired.
Sydney was the first to speak. It was clear that she was not ready to accept the mission the way it was laid out. "You've got to be kidding if you think this plan has a chance in hell to be pulled off. I'd also like to know why we should take the word of a man like Hans Von Buren that any of this is even true?"
"The NSC was able to verify 95% of the information we obtained from Mr. Von Buren," Lauren responded. Then with a tinge of defensiveness, she told Sydney, "There is no reason for us to doubt the rest of what he has told us. As for this mission, it was personally approved of by Robert Lindsey."
"Personally approved by Robert Lindsey? Well theirs your proof that it won't work," Sydney said without hiding the contempt she felt toward Robert Lindsey.
"I beg your pardon!" Lauren responded. Then as though she was scolding Sydney, she added, "I really do not think your attitude toward the NSC is appropriate. You've judged this plan before you even had a chance to hear it presented."
Sydney did not appreciate the condescending tone that Lauren was using. She could feel the heat building in her face as she informed Lauren, "I don't need to hear it presented, I've just read it. It has so many flaws in it that I wouldn't beginning to be able to know how to plug up the holes."
"Well Sydney, plugging the holes is not your job, is it?" Lauren informed her, calmly.
"No, my job is just to put my ass on the line and try and pull this disaster off," Sydney replied letting her know just how annoyed she was getting.
Continuing to remain clam, Lauren suggested to her, "If you don't want to do this, I'm sure Mr. Dixon would be glad to accept your resignation."
"My resignation!" Sydney scream out. "Don't think you're going to get rid of me that easy."
Dixon looked over at Jack who made no move to stop the bickering that was occurring. Dixon realized that their was no point in continuing with the meeting given the climate in the room.
He stood up and announced, "I think we all need to take time out to study this plan more closely. I have control over the final decision on what part of the plan will be implemented. I'll let you know my decision in the next few days. In the meantime, there are other more constructive things we can be doing."
At hearing the announcement that the meeting was over, Sydney stood up and stormed out of the room. She left her folder sitting on the table. Marshall, Dixon and Weiss quietly followed behind her.
Jack stood up slowly and gathered up his folder and the note pad that he came in with. As he left the room he observed Lauren and Vaughn watching him. He picked up Sydney's folder and walked out without saying a word to either of them.
Once they are alone, Lauren informed her husband, "That man makes me nervous."
"Don't let him get to you," Vaughn told her as he laid his hand on her arm. "It's a game he likes to play. He likes to make people feel inferior by intimidation." He then gave his wife a warning. "But Lauren, stay away from him. He can be dangerous."
Lauren was surprised at the intensity of her husband's remark. She asked him, "You've had problems with him?"
"Everyone's had problems with him." Vaughn informed her.
They looked out the glass door of the briefing room and saw Jack talking to Sydney. "Not everyone," Lauren observed. "He seems to get along pretty well with his little princess."
"Yea well, they seem to have bonded, but trust me, they've had their problems," Vaughn said, remembering the distrust that once existed between father and daughter.
"Come on, I don't want to talk about the Bristows anymore," he told his wife as he wrapped his arm around her waist and escorted her out of the room and safely past the Bristows.