Author: TitanicLdy19124
Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own Alias. Alias is the creation of J.J. Abrams, Bad Robot Productions, is owned by ABC, Touchstone Television, and among other people. I only came up with the storyline, and my characters.
Classification/Genre: Adventure, Action (guns will be used) Drama, Romance.
Ratings: PG-13, for now.
Chapter 2: No Where To Turn
The CIA storage unit
L.A. California
Jack walked down a long hallway of the CIA. He went to the room where they kept the disk and map. He walked up to a drawer, opened it, and removed an antique wooden box. Shutting the drawer, he walked over to a desk, and set the box down. He knew he was breaking the CIA rules, but at the moment he didn't care.
All of a sudden, Jack heard some clattering in the distance. He looked over his shoulder and, although he didn't see anyone, he hurriedly hid the box in a briefcase and left the building.
London, England
Vaughn awoke with a big gash on his forehead. He slowly stood up and walked over to the computer. He turned it on and hacked into Sark's internet. This was the only way he could get the CIA's attention.
He looked down at the keyboard and started to type. He sent the e-mail to Jack, then hurried to turn the computer off.
CIA
Jack walked back in to the CIA offices. Kendall was speaking to a blonde, blue-eyed woman dressed in black pants, a red turtle neck shirt, and a black leather jacket.
Kendall looked at him. "Jack? I'm sure you remember Faith Hanks."
"Yes, I remember," Jack replied in disgust. He wasn't pleased to see the FBI officer. They hadn't gotten along when they had worked together during her assignment to the CIA a few years earlier.
"Mr. Bristow. It's been a long time, hasn't it?" she looked at him.
"Yes, it has." They both shook hands.
"What are you doing here"
Kendall's beeper went off and he had to leave.
"I'm helping you to bring Michael Vaughn back," Faith replied.
"Really?" He raises his eyebrow.
"I know what has happened between us in the past. Can't we just forget it and make up?"
"No." Jack was obviously annoyed. "What you did was wrong; you got away with it and I got the blame."
"That was a long time ago."
Jack sighed.
"Oh, by the way," she added, "There is a bigger surprise."
"I can hardly wait," Jack groaned sarcastically.
"Mr. Kendall is going to let me work with you."
"What!" he growled.
"Starting today." Faith's beeper went off.
Jack stormed into Kendall's office. "I will not work with that woman!" he hissed through clenched his teeth as he pointed to the door.
Kendall sighed and looked at him "Jack, grow up. She had solved many cases." Kendall stood up, and he took out a file, "I thought maybe she could help us find Vaughn"
"Why did you team me up with her?"
"Maybe you two will find a way to get along. Oh, by the way, you will be handling a new agent."
Jack sighed. "What is her name?"
"Jessica Holmes," he replied as he handed Jack the file.
Jack flipped through her file. "What time is the meeting?"
"Four o'clock." Kendall replied, "Until then, you will be interviewing Dixon."
After the talk with Kendall, Jack walked back out, and he saw Faith talking to his daughter. Of course, they were talking and laughing.
He thought to himself, "It is nice to see Sydney with a smile." Sydney hadn't put on a smile since Vaughn been kidnapped.
The Truth
Dixon stood up in front of Jack. He was angry that Jack had lied to him; he could have told him the truth before he even started to work at SD-6. He began yelling at Jack as his temper went out of control. Jack stood there, speechless. "Dixon." He called out.
Dixon cut him off and continued to yell.
"Dixon." Jack called again. There were several CIA agents watching the senior agent and this visitor in the hallway. " I know you're angry, and I understand that. Yelling is not going to help."
Dixon calmed himself down a bit. The agents were still watching them. Jack looked down the hallway ordered the agents to get back to work. The he gazed back at Dixon "That's better. I know you have the right to be angry."
"Damn right." He agreed, while he stood against the wall, "How am I supposed to tell my wife about this?"
Jack sighed. "You can't tell her. Not yet, anyway. Now that you know the truth about SD-6."
"That SD-6 is really the enemy to the United States, and I've been killing the wrong people." Dixon cut him off.
"Yes." Jack said.
"How can I live with that? I killed a lot of innocent people in the past, and you and your daughter never told me. I was supposed to protect this country from the bad guys."
"I know how you feel about Sloane and about my daughter. You do have the chance to work for the CIA, if you want the job."
"Yes. Of course I do. I want to get that son of a bitch."
"All right. Let's go to my office then."
The two men proceeded to Jack's office. Dixon sat down first, then Jack. He turned on his computer and, taking out a file, handed Dixon a test.
Dixon looked at Jack curiously. "What is this?"
"This is a test. Every one takes this before they're recruited into the CIA. I'll take you to a private room, and we'll go from there." He looked at him.
Dixon nodded.
"Do I still go back to work at SD-6?"
"If you want to. You have to agree not to tell Marshall."
Dixon sighed, "Okay, I agree not to tell him, but he has the right to know."
"I know he does. This is not the time for him. Once we get you in, you can help us find Agent Vaughn."
Dixon nodded. Jack went online, so he could check his email. Jack looked back at him, "Any questions?"
"No. None that I can think of."
The two men stood up and walked back to another room. Dixon sat down and started to take his test.
"When you're done, you may come back to my office, and we will go from there," Jack informed him.
Dixon nodded and looked over his test. He took his pen out and started to fill in the answers.
Jack walked back into his office and sat down in his black leather chair. He picked up his cup and started to drink his coffee; he quickly set the cold, bitter brew aside. As he checked his e-mail, he noticed an unfamiliar address. His head said to delete it, but his gut instinct told him to open the e-mail.
It was from Vaughn. He printed out the e-mail and rushed out of his office. He headed straight to Kendall's office.
"Vaughn e-mailed us."
Kendall was talking to Faith and they both looked up at him. "What are you talking about?" Kendall asked.
Jack handed him the email.
"We should send a team out," Jack said.
"Are you sure it's really from him? How could he get a hold of a computer if he was locked up somewhere? This could be a setup," Kendall said.
"It's a start. I think we should go. While we can." Jack looked at him.
"No!"
"Come on! He could be dead by now!" Jack yelled.
"Don't you yell at me like that!"
Jack glared at him, and he was still arguing over his words, and then Kendall started to yell at him. Their faces were bright red from yelling at the top of their lungs.
Faith stood there, sighed, as she rubbed her face, "Stop it! Both of you! Stop acting like five years old!"
The two stopped yelling, they looked at her, in silence.
Jack stood there, and she was actually right, him and Kendall were behaving like they were both five years old. But, Jack was getting annoyed by Kendall's rules.
"I've been to London few times so I know my way around. I'm sure I could help you to find out where their hideouts are and I would like to go on this mission."
Kendall looked at her, "You didn't had to ask if you could go." He said, "You were going anyway."
Faith put on a smile, "S-should we have a briefing?" she said quietly.
Kendall sighed, "I guess…we should. In six hours."
Jack nodded quietly, and left.
Kendall looked at Faith, "You come with me. You will help me set up the meeting."
They both walked off. Jack walked down the hallway, he saw a young girl in her twenties, "You must be Jessica Holmes?"
She looked up at him, "Yes. Did I come in a bad time?"
"No." He took his keys out, and he unlocks his office door, he opened the door, as she walked in, "Have a seat." Jack looked at her.
She sat down.
He walked around his desk, and he sat down in his chair, "I see you've worked at the CIA in D.C.?"
"Yes. Do I have to take the test? I took one in D.C."
He looked up, at her, "Everyone has to. It's the rule." As he took the test out, "Are you ready?"
"Yeah. Get it over with."
They both stood up, walked out, and they both met Dixon on the way.
"Here is my test."
Jack took it from him, and he gazed at his test. "Go see Kendall. He will tell you what to do."
Dixon nodded, and left.
Jack and Jessica walked at the end of the hallway, he opened the door, and walked in the same room where Dixon was.
Jessica sat down, as Jack handed her the test and a pen, "Take your time. There is no hurry."
She nodded, as her left hand reached for the pen, and she started to fill in the answer.
A few hours went by
She knew she had the job, as Jack walked in the room. Jessica handed him the test, and he looked at it. "Well…This is interesting…"
"I'm in?"
Jack flipped through the test, and looked back at her, "Have you had any training done?"
"Yes. I've had training for melee and small weapons. I know how to fight. I know how to use a gun." She smiled. "I don't need any training."
"That's good. Because we really could use you."
"Really?" She raised her right brow .
"Yes. An agent is missing, and we could use you on our team to find him."
"There is a problem…"
"What's the problem?"
"I have a daughter, and I don't know who would watch her."
"Talk to Agent Weiss."
"Weiss?"
He sighed, "His sister owns a daycare center in town, and sometimes she will watches kids, as their parents out of town, et cetera."
"I shall do that"
Jack lays the test down, "Welcome to the CIA."
Jessica let out a smile. "Thanks."
As then Jack's phone rang. He looked at Jessica. "Agent Weiss is still here. I think he might at his desk."
Jessica nodded, and left the room. She walked down the hallway, as she passed the office door, a man walked out, and the both collided into each other.
"I'm sorry." Jessica said.
"It's all right." The agent looked at her. "Jessica, right?" his brown eyes met her blue eyes.
"Yes. Weiss?"
"That's right." He let out a huge smile. "Did you got the job?"
"Yes. I start today. Your sister owns a daycare, right?"
"Yes. How did you know?"
"Jack told me." She smiled. "I have a four year old daughter. I haven't even looked for the right daycare."
"My sister would be happy to have her." He takes out a card, and he hands it to her.
She takes it. "Thanks."
"Where is your daughter?"
"She's with Sydney. Do you know where she is?"
"Yes. I'll show you."
Jessica looked at him, and smiled. There was something about him, that she liked. And she wasn't sure.
She followed him to Sydney's desk. The little blonde haired girl turned, "Mommy…" She hurried and walked up to her.
Jessica picked her up, and looks at Sydney, "Thanks for watching her."
"No problem. She's a sweet kid."
"I know." she pulls her daughter's hair back.
"Are you going to work here?" Sydney asked.
"Yes. I start today. I just hope they don't mind her for now."
"The day is almost over with." Weiss said.
Sydney notices Weiss. "Well, some of us."
