A/N – Need to say that Vaughn, Sydney and everyone else don't know Sydney's mother is alive. They have no clue. Needed to say that.
Faith always hated planes. Putting the shade up she glanced at the ocean below her, quickly closing it again.
"You okay?" Tyler asked. He was coming with her. She needed someone there to help get the security camera's down.
"Yeah. I just hate flying." She shivered at the thought of being hundreds of feet in the air, over water.
He looked at her and smiled. "Think of something else. Like the idea that tomorrow night is your seventeenth birthday and you are going to be kicking ass."
Faith smiled, leaned back and closed her eyes. "Yeah. I'm gonna go to sleep." She smiled at him then drifted into unconsciousness.
Few hours later Faith felt someone jerk her awake. She looked over to Tyler. "Where here." He told her.
She stood up and they made there way off the plane.
After grabbing their bags they got into a cab and drove to their hotel, going over the moves and techniques she should use tomorrow night.
Tomorrow night came too soon.
"You ready?" Faith heard Tyler in her ear piece.
"As ready as I'll ever be." She whispered walking up the steps to the huge mansion.
"Have a happy birthday." She listened to him. "I'm going to tap into the security cameras at 9:00. So be ready."
"I will." Was the last whisper as she walked through the huge doors. Eric and Robson were right. There was no one over eighteen here. She glanced at her watch. Five minutes.
Making her way over to the door she was supposed to go through she went over the plan.
There was safe in this guy, Peter's, bedroom. She was supposed to get in there, use Marshall's new 'toy' on the safe to open it, grab the papers and get out. (Marshall, after SD-6, had been given a job with the tech guys)
"Okay, I'm turning the cameras off." Tyler warned her. "Be careful." Then she heard nothing.
She looked over to the guard who was guarding the door as he ran out of the room. "Yes!" She whispered.
Sliding through the door she made her way down the hallway. Turning a corner she stopped short. Another guard.
"What are you doing here? This is off limits." He ordered. As he made his way over she stood there. When he was close enough she kicked him in the face, then punched him a couple times till he was knocked unconscious.
"Whew." She sighed as she opened the bedroom door. "Had to be blue." She whispered looking at the colors. She went over to the safe and pulled out a little device. Marshall's toy. It stuck to the safe as she spun the dial. Blinking, it beeped and the safe opened.
Grabbing the papers Faith spun around and came face to face with a young man. It wasn't the owner of the room… but it wasn't someone she knew either.
"Hi. You've got something I want." He pointed to the papers. "Too bad that my superior wants something more." He whispered and punched her knocking her out.
"Hello?" Vaughn answered the phone groggily. "Eric it's two in the morning…. What do you want?... what?... I'll be right there." He hung up the phone and scribbled a note to Sydney, telling her to meet him at his office with Max in the morning.
"Merde." He whispered as he slipped out the door.
Faith coughed slightly as she pushed the floor with her hands. Waking up in a dark, damp room was not good. Coughing again she sat up all the way and planted her back against the wall.
Her head spun to the opening of the door.
"Hey." The guy who punched her out smirked at her. "How you doing? Any better?" He was being sincere, you gotta give him that.
"Who the hell are you?" Faith asked harshly, still coughing.
"Drink this." He held out a cup of water and she sipped it. "My name is Jason." He gave a small wave.
"Why did you bring me here?" She questioned still sipping the water.
"I didn't want to okay? You have to believe me on that." She nodded but he knew she didn't believe him. "I wanted to get the papers and leave, but No, my superior wants something else…" He gestured everything with his hands and she smiled at the memory of how Stephanie would be copying the movements.
"What does your superior want?" She knew what was coming.
"You." He frowned and looked down. "That's all she would tell me."
"She?" It was amazing that it was a woman. All the leaders, superiors Faith had heard about were always men. Never a woman.
"Yeah. She." He answered. The door opened again and he looked up.
"Jason, she's on the phone." The guy looked at Faith and then back to Jason.
"Keep drinking that. It'll help the cough." Jason stood up and pulled the other guy out of there.
Faith just sat there. Drinking… thinking…
"I can't believe it." Stephanie muttered. Terri put his arm around her. Usually she'd smile and feel the low level sparks, but not now. Faith was missing. "I can't believe it." A tear fell down her cheek and Terri pulled her into him. Her head on his shoulder.
"It'll be fine. Faith can take care of herself. Right Mike?" Terri looked over to Vaughn.
"Yeah. Faith will be fine." Vaughn tightened his grip on Sydney and Max.
"I am so sorry. When I didn't get her over the headphones I looked for her, but she wasn't in there." Tyler told them.
Robson walked through the door. "They can't find her. They're still looking but…"
Max looked at all of them. If only they knew… if only they knew.
Faith stood up finally. Hours and hours of being here was driving her insane.
Jason opened the door and closed it. "Hey again." He smiled.
She looked at him, fury in her eyes. "Don't 'hey' me." She snapped harshly.
"Don't get mad at me." He told her, his own anger taking place. "I told you I never wanted to do this. I never wanted to hurt anyone, but it's my job."
"How old are you?" The question took him by surprise. It took her by surprise too that she had asked it.
"I'm eighteen." He told her. She just nodded.
"Why did you get into this job?"
"My dad was a former agent and I was supposed to, excuse the cliché, 'follow in his footsteps'." Jason gave a harsh laugh.
"Can I get out of here? Not away, cause I know they won't let me. I mean just somewhere else?" She was whispering, vulnerability in her voice.
Jason wanted to give in. He wanted to take her outside into the sunlight. Remembering his father yelling at him that he was too kind he told her. "I'll ask them." Then he left. Leaning against the door he sighed. "I wish I could."
Max tried to sleep. It was already 9:00 pm. He turned around and around. Getting up he walked to his bedroom door. Listening to his parents talk in the living room he opened it. They were turned away from the door as he slipped out and made his way to Faith's room, notebook in hand.
Her door was already open and he closed it after he walked in. The bed was made and her desk neat. She was always organized.
Max put his notebook on the desk and climbed into the bed. Pulling the dark red comforter over himself. "Faith." He whispered.
Faith knelt down and put a hand to her lip that was bleeding. "What the hell do you want!" She yelled. All she got was a slap, then a punch. She wasn't going to fight. Why the hell not? Finally she stood up. Clutching her stomach she leaned against the wall.
The woman in front of her pulled a gun out. Pointing it at Faith she pulled the trigger.
"No!" Someone yelled. A blur ran in front of Faith, taking the bullet for her.
Max shot straight up. "Dad." He whispered. He was confused. Was the blur dad? Getting up he went to the desk and sat down opening his notebook, writing.
"Hey, Faith." Faith listened to the person until she felt a shake.
"What'd you want?" She asked as she opened her eyes. "I'm tired, Jason, let me sleep." She tried to put her head back down, but he pulled her up.
At first she fell, but he held her around the waist.
"Come on. We have some traveling to do." Jason whispered in her ear. She leaned on his sleepily and he tugged at her.
"Where are we going?" She put her arm on his shoulder, knowing if she didn't she was gonna fall again.
"We're going to France. To see my superior." He pulled her towards the door. When he noticed the cut on her leg he picked her up.
"I can walk." She protested tired.
"You can fall on your ass." He told her. Still carrying her he kicked open the door. Sunlight hit her face and she squinted. "You wanted to be outside." He whispered as she buried her eyes in his chest, trying not to be blinded.
He continued walking and finally set her down in a car.
"I'll be right behind you." Jason closed her door, smiled at her through the window and then ran back to the room.
Faith laid her head back down and closed her eyes, smiling.
"They lost her?" Vaughn said angrily to Robson. "They found her then they lost her."
"I'm sorry." One of the tech guys told Vaughn then left quickly.
Marshall peaked into the room and then walked in. "Hey Sydney." He smiled to her. "I'm sorry about Faith and this new guy Daniel doesn't know what he's doing yet, I remember when I was new to SD-6 I had a hard time getting around, getting used to the computer…" He trailed on.
"Marshall." Robson whispered.
"Oh yes." Marshall took out a piece of paper. "We found out that she's being moved… to France. Beautiful place. I heard that you were born there Michael… oh yeah." He stopped when he saw Robson.
"So, we're going to France." Robson nodded.
"Where are we?" Faith asked Jason as they walked into a fully furnished room.
"A safe house." He smiled at her pleasure and walked in front of her. "They didn't want to travel that long. Morons." He whispered and she started to laugh.
"Why are you being so friendly to me?" She liked that he was so nice, she just didn't understand it.
"Because I don't want to see anyone get hurt." He told her as he sat on the couch. Patting the seat next to him he smiled.
She sat down and looked around. "How do you know that I won't sneak out in the middle of the night?"
"I don't." He frowned. "They are making me lock you in the 'basement'."
She shivered. "I'm warning you that I am a little bit claustrophobic."
"I'm gonna be down there with you. I wouldn't leave anyone alone down there." He shivered too.
"Thanks." She whispered as she stood up. Faltering a little bit, she steadied herself.
Jason stood quickly putting an arm around her. "You okay?"
His face was little too close. "Yeah." She wanted it that way.
"Are you sure?"
Hs mouth was next to her ear, so close that when she turned her head to him her mouth was little too close to his.
"Yeah, I'm sure." She whispered.
A little bit… closer. She thought as he kissed her. Oh my God, kissing the enemy here! Her mind screamed at her. But her reflects were certainly working as she parted her lips. He tasted good. Like chocolate, cherries and everything she loved. She pulled and pushed him over to the bed in the corner of the room.