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always love more! Some more action is coming! I hope you all liked the s/v
interaction (lol that sounds funny) PLEASE R&R!!! It helps me so much when
I have writer's block!!!
Chapter 11
Sydney walked into the Credit Dauphine building, ready to work. She saw Dixon, who gave her a welcoming smile as she stopped at his desk.
"Hi Dixon, feeling better? Sloane said you were out sick." Sydney smiled, knowing what he had really been doing.
"Yes Sydney, I'm feeling much better now. I'll see you at the meeting. It's in about 5 minutes, ok?" Sydney smiled reassuringly.
"Sure thing Dixon." She walked into her office, glad that the whole Dixon thing was solved. She sat at her desk and prepared for the meeting.
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Vaughn sat in front of tons of paperwork. He tried desperately to keep his mind on task, but everything reminded him of Sydney. Weiss walked into his office.
"Hey."
"Hey," Vaughn responded, trying to sound busy. He knew that Weiss would notice his good mood and the fact that he wasn't able to focus on his work.
"Hey, Mike, are you okay? You seem … distracted." 'I knew it' Vaughn told himself to act calm.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just really busy." He hoped Eric would get the point, but no, he stayed, being the nosy friend he had always been.
" Look Mike, you're still reading the same paperwork as when you got here. You're on the same page! Something has to be wrong." Vaughn was getting annoyed.
"Look, there's nothing wrong, I just can't concentrate."
"Does this have anything to do with Sydney, Mike? You were on that vacation pretty long, so you should be free of any worries." He had never been on vacation. During his, so-called, vacation time, he had been with Sydney, rescuing Will, and had almost died himself.
"This has nothing to do with Sydney. I'm just very tired," He lied, " I barely slept last night." That was a huge lie. Last night had been one of his best in a long time. He had slept wonderfully dreaming about Sydney.
"Well, ok." Weiss sighed, as he stepped out of the office.
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Sloane entered the meeting room. He sat down in his chair at the end of the table and began to talk in a strong, steady voice.
" Your next mission is to recover a document from a restricted area at the top of the Washington Monument. This document is believed to hold information concerning the whereabouts of Rambaldi artifacts. Dixon, you will be posing as a guard near the surveillance room in order to scramble the cameras when Sydney alerts you to. Sydney, your alias will be Rachel Scribner, a tourist at the monument. Marshall will now brief you on the op- tech." Marshall stood up and smiled in a nervous way.
" Well, as you already know you will be going to the Washington document to get the monument. Wait… I mean to the monument to get the monument. No wait, the document…"
"Do you mean we're going to the Washington Monument to get the Washington document?" Sydney smiled at Marshall. His cheeks glowed bright red.
"Yes… uh… yes. Anyways, this is a scrambler," He hands a small object to Dixon, " it will scramble the surveillance cameras for 3 minutes," He turned to Sydney, " This looks like a hair clip, right?" He smiled as Sydney nodded, " Well, you see, it's really a… uh… well, you use will use it to open the safe." Marshall blushed even more.
"Thank you, Marshall" Sloane continued with an annoyed look on his face. " Once you get into the safe, switch the document with this," He handed Sydney a fake copy, "Then just leave and try not to look suspicious. Oh yes, and we have received enough information to believe that K-directorate will most probably be there to get the document as well. Marshall can help you with that." Sydney grimaced at the fact that she might run into Anna again. Marshall stood up.
"Well, this looks like one of those nice pins that women wear on their shirts, highly fashionable you kn-" Sloane cut him off. "Sorry Mr. Sloane, anyways, it's really a device that will spray a mist causing it's victim to fall asleep for about 10 minutes." Marshall smiled as he proudly handed the pin to Sydney.
"Thank you." She gave Marshall a wink. Sloane stood up. "Your flight leaves tomorrow morning. You will have the rest of the afternoon to prepare for this mission."
TO BE CONTINUED…
A/N: PLEASE REVIEEEEEEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hope you liked the chapter. THANKS SOOO MUCH TO ALLISON H. AND HER WONDERFUL IDEAS. They were a great help for this chapter. Ok, I hate to be threatening…but I refuse to post the next chapter until I get more reviews, I'm j/k but please do review… it helps with the awful writer's block that I'm going through.
Chapter 11
Sydney walked into the Credit Dauphine building, ready to work. She saw Dixon, who gave her a welcoming smile as she stopped at his desk.
"Hi Dixon, feeling better? Sloane said you were out sick." Sydney smiled, knowing what he had really been doing.
"Yes Sydney, I'm feeling much better now. I'll see you at the meeting. It's in about 5 minutes, ok?" Sydney smiled reassuringly.
"Sure thing Dixon." She walked into her office, glad that the whole Dixon thing was solved. She sat at her desk and prepared for the meeting.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Vaughn sat in front of tons of paperwork. He tried desperately to keep his mind on task, but everything reminded him of Sydney. Weiss walked into his office.
"Hey."
"Hey," Vaughn responded, trying to sound busy. He knew that Weiss would notice his good mood and the fact that he wasn't able to focus on his work.
"Hey, Mike, are you okay? You seem … distracted." 'I knew it' Vaughn told himself to act calm.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just really busy." He hoped Eric would get the point, but no, he stayed, being the nosy friend he had always been.
" Look Mike, you're still reading the same paperwork as when you got here. You're on the same page! Something has to be wrong." Vaughn was getting annoyed.
"Look, there's nothing wrong, I just can't concentrate."
"Does this have anything to do with Sydney, Mike? You were on that vacation pretty long, so you should be free of any worries." He had never been on vacation. During his, so-called, vacation time, he had been with Sydney, rescuing Will, and had almost died himself.
"This has nothing to do with Sydney. I'm just very tired," He lied, " I barely slept last night." That was a huge lie. Last night had been one of his best in a long time. He had slept wonderfully dreaming about Sydney.
"Well, ok." Weiss sighed, as he stepped out of the office.
* * * * * * * * * * * * *
Sloane entered the meeting room. He sat down in his chair at the end of the table and began to talk in a strong, steady voice.
" Your next mission is to recover a document from a restricted area at the top of the Washington Monument. This document is believed to hold information concerning the whereabouts of Rambaldi artifacts. Dixon, you will be posing as a guard near the surveillance room in order to scramble the cameras when Sydney alerts you to. Sydney, your alias will be Rachel Scribner, a tourist at the monument. Marshall will now brief you on the op- tech." Marshall stood up and smiled in a nervous way.
" Well, as you already know you will be going to the Washington document to get the monument. Wait… I mean to the monument to get the monument. No wait, the document…"
"Do you mean we're going to the Washington Monument to get the Washington document?" Sydney smiled at Marshall. His cheeks glowed bright red.
"Yes… uh… yes. Anyways, this is a scrambler," He hands a small object to Dixon, " it will scramble the surveillance cameras for 3 minutes," He turned to Sydney, " This looks like a hair clip, right?" He smiled as Sydney nodded, " Well, you see, it's really a… uh… well, you use will use it to open the safe." Marshall blushed even more.
"Thank you, Marshall" Sloane continued with an annoyed look on his face. " Once you get into the safe, switch the document with this," He handed Sydney a fake copy, "Then just leave and try not to look suspicious. Oh yes, and we have received enough information to believe that K-directorate will most probably be there to get the document as well. Marshall can help you with that." Sydney grimaced at the fact that she might run into Anna again. Marshall stood up.
"Well, this looks like one of those nice pins that women wear on their shirts, highly fashionable you kn-" Sloane cut him off. "Sorry Mr. Sloane, anyways, it's really a device that will spray a mist causing it's victim to fall asleep for about 10 minutes." Marshall smiled as he proudly handed the pin to Sydney.
"Thank you." She gave Marshall a wink. Sloane stood up. "Your flight leaves tomorrow morning. You will have the rest of the afternoon to prepare for this mission."
TO BE CONTINUED…
A/N: PLEASE REVIEEEEEEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hope you liked the chapter. THANKS SOOO MUCH TO ALLISON H. AND HER WONDERFUL IDEAS. They were a great help for this chapter. Ok, I hate to be threatening…but I refuse to post the next chapter until I get more reviews, I'm j/k but please do review… it helps with the awful writer's block that I'm going through.