A/N: I am celebrating my mom's birthday tonight, so I decided to take time
out this morning and write chapter 4. I love ya'll too. :-) By the way,
expect the unexpected.(Ambrose.;-) )
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'A suit. I get so tired of suits I could scream. Well, at least I don't have to pour my body into latex to work like Sydney does sometimes. Humph, she looks much better in it than I would anyways.'
Vaughn's secure cell phone rang from his bedside table; he kept it there in case Sydney needed to call him.
'Crap, that had better not be Syd telling me she's going to be late. I really wanted to meet with her before the Dodgers and Mets game this afternoon. I wish she could go with me but.'
"Vaughn."
"Hey man, it's Eric. Look don't talk, I have some really important shit to tell you. Are you sitting down, 'cause you need to sit down."
"What is it Eric?" Vaughn sighed. Usually anything Eric deemed 'important' involved lunch or who he had sex with last night.
"You are accompanying Agent Bristow on her next mission. We're doing this today - as in now - because if we wait, the Alliance could find out about this intel and the window would be shut. All the mission specs will be given to you on the plane. The tickets are reserved under your aliases at the Delta counter at LAX. An agent will be sitting in the seat your right, just take his bag when you get off the plane and he'll take yours. Turn on the com devices in the bag ASAP and go to the Hertz rental counter to get your vehicle. Any questions?"
"Eric, why is this so urgent? Why can't I come to the office and get all the."
"Mike. This could be it. You two pull this off and Haladki won't be able to say anything to you ever again about having inappropriate feelings for Bristow. This will finish the entire Alliance Mike."
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'I hung up the phone and threw on jeans, a t-shirt, and a pair of sneakers that just slip on. I couldn't get ready fast enough. I can't believe this is finally happening. This could be the last secret meeting we have to have, the last flight where we sit rows apart.. This is too much to hope for. I mean, what if the CIA is overestimating this intel. What if we don't get it? Shit, that's not an option.'
Vaughn grabbed his keys, cell phone, and wallet and ran out the door. He quickly burst back in and threw his wallet on the hall table.
'Don't need to bring that. Need to bring aliases. Whew, just calm down Mike. I am so glad the CIA had me keep copies of Syd's alias passports and documents. I have to in case she has to jet off at the last minute and doesn't know to bring it her self. Situations like this.'
Vaughn slammed the safe shut and ran back out the door. He couldn't afford to be late to this meeting.
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'She's late. Of course she's late. Only when I have something important to tell her is she late. God, I can't even get mad at her. I won't be able to reprimand her when she gets here. All I've been able to think about for the past hour is that this could be it; I can tell her everything I've always wanted to tell her after this. After this. Hell, on the way over here, I was thinking of telling her now, letting her know for sure how much I love and care for her. Then I decided I would get us both killed if I couldn't concentrate on this mission. I can usually shove my personal thoughts of her aside, make my feelings subside. Not today. We're too close. I can almost feel her in my arms. But I can't tell her. I can't do that yet.'
The warehouse door clicked open and sunlight poured into the dim warehouse. He saw her step in and leaned against a nearby crate.
'OK, you can do this. You can tell her about this without turning into a blubbering fool. Just breathe and...oh God she looks good. She must have just taken a shower, her hair is still wet. Shut up. Suck it up and tell her the wonderful, fabulous, awesome news. Geez.'
"Hey," I said, hearing all my emotions for her escape through my voice. She doesn't seem to notice.
"Um, hey. Look, Vaughn, I need to talk to you. I need to talk to yo..."
"Look, I have wonderful news," I had to cut her off before I lost all my will power to resist her for just a day longer. "This could be it. I mean, the end. Sydney," I had to pause, not believing I was finally saying this. "Sydney, this could be your last mission."
'Her mouth just dropped open. She doesn't know what to say. Oh, God. I have to get her to the airport now. I have to get this mission underway before I lose control.' ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤
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'A suit. I get so tired of suits I could scream. Well, at least I don't have to pour my body into latex to work like Sydney does sometimes. Humph, she looks much better in it than I would anyways.'
Vaughn's secure cell phone rang from his bedside table; he kept it there in case Sydney needed to call him.
'Crap, that had better not be Syd telling me she's going to be late. I really wanted to meet with her before the Dodgers and Mets game this afternoon. I wish she could go with me but.'
"Vaughn."
"Hey man, it's Eric. Look don't talk, I have some really important shit to tell you. Are you sitting down, 'cause you need to sit down."
"What is it Eric?" Vaughn sighed. Usually anything Eric deemed 'important' involved lunch or who he had sex with last night.
"You are accompanying Agent Bristow on her next mission. We're doing this today - as in now - because if we wait, the Alliance could find out about this intel and the window would be shut. All the mission specs will be given to you on the plane. The tickets are reserved under your aliases at the Delta counter at LAX. An agent will be sitting in the seat your right, just take his bag when you get off the plane and he'll take yours. Turn on the com devices in the bag ASAP and go to the Hertz rental counter to get your vehicle. Any questions?"
"Eric, why is this so urgent? Why can't I come to the office and get all the."
"Mike. This could be it. You two pull this off and Haladki won't be able to say anything to you ever again about having inappropriate feelings for Bristow. This will finish the entire Alliance Mike."
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'I hung up the phone and threw on jeans, a t-shirt, and a pair of sneakers that just slip on. I couldn't get ready fast enough. I can't believe this is finally happening. This could be the last secret meeting we have to have, the last flight where we sit rows apart.. This is too much to hope for. I mean, what if the CIA is overestimating this intel. What if we don't get it? Shit, that's not an option.'
Vaughn grabbed his keys, cell phone, and wallet and ran out the door. He quickly burst back in and threw his wallet on the hall table.
'Don't need to bring that. Need to bring aliases. Whew, just calm down Mike. I am so glad the CIA had me keep copies of Syd's alias passports and documents. I have to in case she has to jet off at the last minute and doesn't know to bring it her self. Situations like this.'
Vaughn slammed the safe shut and ran back out the door. He couldn't afford to be late to this meeting.
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'She's late. Of course she's late. Only when I have something important to tell her is she late. God, I can't even get mad at her. I won't be able to reprimand her when she gets here. All I've been able to think about for the past hour is that this could be it; I can tell her everything I've always wanted to tell her after this. After this. Hell, on the way over here, I was thinking of telling her now, letting her know for sure how much I love and care for her. Then I decided I would get us both killed if I couldn't concentrate on this mission. I can usually shove my personal thoughts of her aside, make my feelings subside. Not today. We're too close. I can almost feel her in my arms. But I can't tell her. I can't do that yet.'
The warehouse door clicked open and sunlight poured into the dim warehouse. He saw her step in and leaned against a nearby crate.
'OK, you can do this. You can tell her about this without turning into a blubbering fool. Just breathe and...oh God she looks good. She must have just taken a shower, her hair is still wet. Shut up. Suck it up and tell her the wonderful, fabulous, awesome news. Geez.'
"Hey," I said, hearing all my emotions for her escape through my voice. She doesn't seem to notice.
"Um, hey. Look, Vaughn, I need to talk to you. I need to talk to yo..."
"Look, I have wonderful news," I had to cut her off before I lost all my will power to resist her for just a day longer. "This could be it. I mean, the end. Sydney," I had to pause, not believing I was finally saying this. "Sydney, this could be your last mission."
'Her mouth just dropped open. She doesn't know what to say. Oh, God. I have to get her to the airport now. I have to get this mission underway before I lose control.' ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤