Same Disclaimers Apply. A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in a while, there
was a death in the family. I hope you like this chapter, and it has come
to my attention that SloanE is spelled with an 'e'. Thanks for the info
and I'll be sure to add the 'e' from now on. Enjoy all.
Dutch Embassy - Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia
The entire embassy was lit in dramatic fashion as people in expensive outfits milled about. Sydney walked purposefully toward the bar aware of the appreciative stares being sent her way. Her mission was to make contact with Mirsa Dorsja, an eastern European business man currently a guest at the embassy. According to Intel his office was location of the latest piece of the Rambaldi manuscript. Sydney was determined to get to the piece first and make the grab. As she worked Dorsja she scanned the ballroom. People were holding dramatic conversations with those around them. Dorjsa ignored her presence when two men appeared in expensive suits. Her presence was unimportant to the men who immediately began discussing their recent business ventures. Sydney paid close attention to the conversation and rejoiced silently when Dorsja made statements indicating that he was in fact in possession of the Rambaldi. She saw her opportunity to get away and excused herself, following Vaughn's directions to the office.
5 Minutes earlier
Jacqui loved to act, she excelled at fighting, her computer technology was inferior to none, but her stealth was in need of vast improvement. She needed to render three guards unconscious just to make it the short distance to the embassy office. She wasn't really a fan of mingling with the party goers and chose the more covert entrance instead. She grabbed the manuscript and high tailed it out of the embassy. Jacqui set herself up with her laptop in the park across from the embassy and waited. The night heat was sweltering but felt good on her tense body.
Six successful missions and she still got extremely nervous until she was out of the country. Jacqui hacked into the CIA's communication's net that linked with Sydney to monitor her progress in the embassy.
"I'm in Vaughn. Dixon, are you holding position?"
"Yeah Syd. Dorsja is answering his cell phone and is on the move, I suggest you hurry." Dixon replied.
After a few minutes of silence Syd came back on. "We didn't get here soon enough. The manuscript is gone already." Sydney's anger and frustration caused her to miss the sound of approaching footsteps outside the office.
The door burst open and six armed guards rushed in ordering Sydney to raise her hands and submit to their apprehension. Dorsja entered the room seconds after, his eyes were on fire but he looked satisfied. Syd stood still and watched him as he move about his office.
"It's gone." He stated finally. "Where is it?" He addressed Sydney.
"I don't know what you're talking about-" She was cut off by Dorsja's open palm making solid contact with the side of her face. The resounding slap caused Vaughn and Jacqui to wince on both ends of the comm.
"I do not have time for your American attitude." The com was cut out after that last exchange, but it was assumed that Dorsja would be taking Sydney for further 'questioning'.
12 Hours Later
Sydney was sore and wanted nothing more than to sleep, but her survival training began to kick in. She listened carefully to any voices outside her present prison. The room was concrete and windowless, which may have been a blessing considering the heat permeating the air outside.
She had been visited by Dorsja and three of his men hours before. When she was unable to give them the information they wanted the men did a good job of working her over.
Sydney heard voices yelling outside the door and the loud sound of quick paced footsteps. She hastened her efforts to loosen the restraints around her arms and had almost gotten herself free when the door swung open. She was instantly blinded by the harsh light from the hallway, and when her eyes adjusted she noticed a piece of paper and a gun on the floor in front of the open door.
Upon inspection she found the gun to be loaded and ran to the hall to catch sight of her would be savior, but the hall was empty. She looked at the piece of paper and discovered a miniature blueprint and an outline indicating an escape route. She had no time to second guess her escape and took off down the hall.
Once she exited the compound she continued to run to the CIA safe house set up in Malaysia. She found Dixon waiting for her there. "Syd, how did you get away?" Dixon and she began moving in the direction of their transportation to take them back to base ops with the rest of the team.
"Dixon is Sydney there?" Vaughn asked through Dixon's com.
"She's here and we're coming in." Dixon said satisfied to let Sydney tell her story once to the rest of the team.
Jacqui watched from her point on the roof across the street as Dixon and Sydney left. She was drained but pleased with herself. She had entered the compound using brut force and made quite a clamor doing so. The facility was not heavily guarded due to its supposed secrecy, but remained a test of her skills. The events of the week, if she were honest with herself the month, were finally catching up with her and caused her to sign deeply. Echelon had not seen any more Rambaldi action over the last few days, so Jacqui decided to head home and finish her political science paper.
Syd had recounted her mysterious escape to the rest of the team while traveling back to L.A. None of them were able to make heads or tales of it. The 'shadow guy' had never gone so far to help Sydney before. The mystery continued to grow amongst the CIA team.
Sydney was sitting in her seat on the plane and watching the empty sky out the window when Dixon sat down across from her.
"So, you and Agent Vaughn are pretty serious." He shifted uncomfortably in his seat.
"It appears that way." She said smiling. "I've fallen in love with him Dixon, and I couldn't be happier about it."
"Just make sure he treats you well. You're a wonderful person Sydney; he is luck to have you." Syd just smiled at him.
"Anything change with you and Diane?" She asked.
"No, she and the kids have been living with her sister for the past few weeks." His shoulders slumped and his eyes saddened. "I don't know how to fix things, without giving up my work. I would like to think that I could give it up, but if I realistic with myself, I know that I would never be able to quit completely. It's so much a part of me."
Sydney felt bad for Dixon and sympathized with his position. "Maybe she just needs some time to get used to the idea of what you do for a living." Sydney said optimistically. Dixon just nodded slightly and looked out the plane window, signally the end of the conversation.
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Dutch Embassy - Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia
The entire embassy was lit in dramatic fashion as people in expensive outfits milled about. Sydney walked purposefully toward the bar aware of the appreciative stares being sent her way. Her mission was to make contact with Mirsa Dorsja, an eastern European business man currently a guest at the embassy. According to Intel his office was location of the latest piece of the Rambaldi manuscript. Sydney was determined to get to the piece first and make the grab. As she worked Dorsja she scanned the ballroom. People were holding dramatic conversations with those around them. Dorjsa ignored her presence when two men appeared in expensive suits. Her presence was unimportant to the men who immediately began discussing their recent business ventures. Sydney paid close attention to the conversation and rejoiced silently when Dorsja made statements indicating that he was in fact in possession of the Rambaldi. She saw her opportunity to get away and excused herself, following Vaughn's directions to the office.
5 Minutes earlier
Jacqui loved to act, she excelled at fighting, her computer technology was inferior to none, but her stealth was in need of vast improvement. She needed to render three guards unconscious just to make it the short distance to the embassy office. She wasn't really a fan of mingling with the party goers and chose the more covert entrance instead. She grabbed the manuscript and high tailed it out of the embassy. Jacqui set herself up with her laptop in the park across from the embassy and waited. The night heat was sweltering but felt good on her tense body.
Six successful missions and she still got extremely nervous until she was out of the country. Jacqui hacked into the CIA's communication's net that linked with Sydney to monitor her progress in the embassy.
"I'm in Vaughn. Dixon, are you holding position?"
"Yeah Syd. Dorsja is answering his cell phone and is on the move, I suggest you hurry." Dixon replied.
After a few minutes of silence Syd came back on. "We didn't get here soon enough. The manuscript is gone already." Sydney's anger and frustration caused her to miss the sound of approaching footsteps outside the office.
The door burst open and six armed guards rushed in ordering Sydney to raise her hands and submit to their apprehension. Dorsja entered the room seconds after, his eyes were on fire but he looked satisfied. Syd stood still and watched him as he move about his office.
"It's gone." He stated finally. "Where is it?" He addressed Sydney.
"I don't know what you're talking about-" She was cut off by Dorsja's open palm making solid contact with the side of her face. The resounding slap caused Vaughn and Jacqui to wince on both ends of the comm.
"I do not have time for your American attitude." The com was cut out after that last exchange, but it was assumed that Dorsja would be taking Sydney for further 'questioning'.
12 Hours Later
Sydney was sore and wanted nothing more than to sleep, but her survival training began to kick in. She listened carefully to any voices outside her present prison. The room was concrete and windowless, which may have been a blessing considering the heat permeating the air outside.
She had been visited by Dorsja and three of his men hours before. When she was unable to give them the information they wanted the men did a good job of working her over.
Sydney heard voices yelling outside the door and the loud sound of quick paced footsteps. She hastened her efforts to loosen the restraints around her arms and had almost gotten herself free when the door swung open. She was instantly blinded by the harsh light from the hallway, and when her eyes adjusted she noticed a piece of paper and a gun on the floor in front of the open door.
Upon inspection she found the gun to be loaded and ran to the hall to catch sight of her would be savior, but the hall was empty. She looked at the piece of paper and discovered a miniature blueprint and an outline indicating an escape route. She had no time to second guess her escape and took off down the hall.
Once she exited the compound she continued to run to the CIA safe house set up in Malaysia. She found Dixon waiting for her there. "Syd, how did you get away?" Dixon and she began moving in the direction of their transportation to take them back to base ops with the rest of the team.
"Dixon is Sydney there?" Vaughn asked through Dixon's com.
"She's here and we're coming in." Dixon said satisfied to let Sydney tell her story once to the rest of the team.
Jacqui watched from her point on the roof across the street as Dixon and Sydney left. She was drained but pleased with herself. She had entered the compound using brut force and made quite a clamor doing so. The facility was not heavily guarded due to its supposed secrecy, but remained a test of her skills. The events of the week, if she were honest with herself the month, were finally catching up with her and caused her to sign deeply. Echelon had not seen any more Rambaldi action over the last few days, so Jacqui decided to head home and finish her political science paper.
Syd had recounted her mysterious escape to the rest of the team while traveling back to L.A. None of them were able to make heads or tales of it. The 'shadow guy' had never gone so far to help Sydney before. The mystery continued to grow amongst the CIA team.
Sydney was sitting in her seat on the plane and watching the empty sky out the window when Dixon sat down across from her.
"So, you and Agent Vaughn are pretty serious." He shifted uncomfortably in his seat.
"It appears that way." She said smiling. "I've fallen in love with him Dixon, and I couldn't be happier about it."
"Just make sure he treats you well. You're a wonderful person Sydney; he is luck to have you." Syd just smiled at him.
"Anything change with you and Diane?" She asked.
"No, she and the kids have been living with her sister for the past few weeks." His shoulders slumped and his eyes saddened. "I don't know how to fix things, without giving up my work. I would like to think that I could give it up, but if I realistic with myself, I know that I would never be able to quit completely. It's so much a part of me."
Sydney felt bad for Dixon and sympathized with his position. "Maybe she just needs some time to get used to the idea of what you do for a living." Sydney said optimistically. Dixon just nodded slightly and looked out the plane window, signally the end of the conversation.
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