A/N: Just to let you know: I know nothing about England. Never been there, and I probably never will. If I offend anyone that is English, I apologize now.

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'I woke up when the plane landed in New York to refuel, but I really didn't feel like doing anything but going back to sleep. I had dreamed about him, and it was weird, like all dreams usually are, but it was also wonderful.

We were standing in the warehouse, and it was dark, as usual. Then, bright lights came on, and it was like we were relieved that the warehouse was no longer in complete darkness. We began to kiss and embrace, and then we made our way to the nearest table and...

Then we landed in New York and I was awakened. I really don't want to move - I'd rather go back to sleep and go back to that dream, but my stomach is telling me otherwise. *Sigh*, I missed the in-flight meal and I haven't really eaten since an apple this morning. Geez, I need to start eating better. If Francie is here to shove food down my throat, I just forget to eat.'

Sydney unbuckled her seatbelt and stretched her arms. She stood up and looked around.

'Hmm, I wonder if Vaughn is going to get something to eat. It's always kind of exciting eating my lunch, knowing he's sitting behind me, but having to talk to the air in front of you instead. Yeah, it's exciting, but I'd rather be at the same table as him, looking into those gorgeous eyes.OK, enough of that for now, just go get something to eat.'

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'Great, I still feel hungry. Hopefully, they'll have another meal over the Atlantic because that Taco Bell taco wasn't too filling. Hey, when you can't carry a wallet and you have to skip out of the country at a moment's notice, one would think that I would carry more cash.of course, I don't. But hey, for a dollar, I think I did pretty good.

Vaughn is asleep now. He looks so peaceful, although I don't know how he slept through the takeoff; no matter how many times I fly, for some reason, I cannot relax until after the takeoff. Well, at least I can sleep now, maybe even get back to that dream in the warehouse.'

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After the plane lands in London, Sydney exits the airport and waits in front of the Delta terminal, as planned.

'OK, so I didn't have any dreams. Not one. And I missed the in-flight meal, again. Well, at least if this goes smoothly, we'll be back on a plane in a couple of hours. No, we [I]will[/I] be back on a plane in a couple of hours, and with all the sleep I got on the way over here, I will be sure to catch the in-flight dinner. Great, I think that's him pulling up. Whew, it is. Oh man, he's smiling from ear to ear, what in the world does he have up his sleeve.'

Vaughn jumps out of the car, runs around it and proceeds to hug Sydney while picking her up off the ground.

"Je suis si heureux de vous voir! C'a été tellement longtemps vieil ami! Je suis si heureux vous avez accepté de me rencontrer à Londres pendant vos vacances! Qui penserait que nous tous les deux serions ici des vacances en même temps? Venez, laissez-nous montent et attrapent!" Vaughn says while gazing straight into her eyes.

'Oh my God, I should probably respond to that, but he is so damned sexy when he speaks French, and I think he knows it. Why is he doing this? Maybe he thinks we're being followed, but I haven't noticed anyone. Well, I guess it would help if I had been [I]looking[/I] for tails. Shit, I have been thinking about nothing but Vaughn and I forgot to even check for them.'

"Oui, laissez-nous vont!" Sydney replied in a happy tone.

In a lower voice, as he is opening her door, Sydney said, "Are we being tailed?"

"No, not that I know of, but I want to make sure we look pretty normal just in case."

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"I need you to look in that bag and tell me where I'm going," Vaughn said as he was driving rather quickly away from the airport.

"Um," I said as I rifle through the duffle bag for a folder with some kind of briefing. "Here it is. We are to go to - this can't be right -"

"Where?"

"Buckingham Palace?! That's where the Alliance keeps - oh Lord. It says we'll be retrieving an electronic address book of sorts. It lists everything that the CIA has been needing to take down the Alliance!"

"Alright, off to the Palace we go!"

"It says that we'll need to get into the basement and then down to sublevel 2. There's a room marked 'Executive Entrance - Private', and the book is in a safe in there. It doesn't mention any out of the ordinary security or anything. This is odd." I couldn't help but think that the CIA was missing something.

"Hopefully, this will just be an in and out op," Vaughn said cheerfully.

'OK, I need to get my mind out of the gutter - now.'

"Yeah, um, hopefully," I replied, now fully aware that my cheeks are bright red.

"Don't worry Syd," Vaughn said reassuringly as he placed his hand on Sydney's knee. "This will all be over soon, I promise."

'From the point where he touched my knee and on, I think that a Nuclear Bomb could have been dropped outside and I wouldn't have known it. I became a puddle in our rental car. This mission better go smoothly, or I will be so angry.'

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