Chapter 13
"O.K., how's this thing gonna work?" At this point Sydney was beyond arguing.
"Your alias is Amelia Torres. You've lived in Cartagena for most of your life. You went to meet, and spend the summer with, your brother Josh Hunt...Will. He is returning with you to spend time with the father that he never knew. That's why you just bought a new home in Madrid. The man that will pose as your father is Antonio Torres. He spent a few years in the U.S. and did some work for the CIA. He will be your contact." Jack was desperately fighting for control. He had just recently started to repair his and Sydney's relationship, and now he was shipping her off to Spain.
Sydney nodded her understanding. "What about Francie."
"She will pose as Will's girlfriend."
Syd smiled to herself. Despite her current situation, the thought of Francie and Will was amusing. The more she thought about it, the funnier it became. Before long she was giggling.
"Syd, I don't think that this is very funny," Vaughn said.
"I know, but I just pictured Will trying to pull the 'jealous boyfriend' act on Francie." She started laughing again. "I'm sorry, but she would so kick--"
"Sydney. We need to concentrate here." Jack waited for Sydney to control herself before he continued. "We have a change of clothes and a new car waiting outside. The necessary items are also there; wigs, passports, credit cards, birth certificates, the works. Vaughn will get Will and you have to get Francie. We'll meet at the airport. Both of you remember that you've been marked. Make sure not to park directly in front of the house-- "
"Yeah, dad. Espionage 101." Sydney didn't even blink when she used the word dad. She'd come to terms with the fact that Jack was not her biological father. As far as she was concerned, Khasinau was still just a prisoner of the United States government. Nothing more, nothing less.
Jack and Vaughn watched as Sydney cautiously exited the warehouse. Jack took that opportunity to explain Vaughn's situation to him.
Vaughn was relieved. Sure it would be a lot of work, but he was willing to do it. How hard can it be to learn Spanish? "So you're telling me that I only have to stay here long enough to learn Spanish?"
"Yes. It will be much harder than you think. You could be here for up to a year. It all depends on how quick of a learner you are."
"O.K. Let's do this."
They both looked up when Sydney walked back into the warehouse. Vaughn's chin felt like it weighed a ton. He tried to keep it from falling open, but to no avail. Syd was wearing a black mini skirt, one of the shortest he'd ever seen, a purple spaghetti strap shirt, and a shoulder length blond wig. She looked gorgeous.
"Sydney," Jack questioned, "why are you still here?"
"I couldn't leave until I found out what was going to happen to Vaughn." She placed her hands on her hips. It made her look like a stubborn teenager.
"Agent Vaughn will be joining you at a later time. Mr. Torres will find a way to get the two of you together. In the mean time, you will be busy teaching Will and Francie how to fight. Torres knows a place where you can train both yourself and them. Make sure that you don't let down your guard Sydney. It could cost you your life, and theirs."
Syd looked over at Jack and gave him "the look." He took the hint and made his way back to his car. Syd turned to look at Vaughn. As usual he wasn't looking at her. She hated that! He has such gorgeous eyes, but I never get to see them! "Vaughn look at me." He did.
Vaughn never allowed himself the privilege of looking into Sydney's eyes. Every time that he did he felt like he was twelve years old again. As they stood looking into each other's eyes, he felt himself start to blush. What's wrong with me? I'm blushing like a schoolgirl!
Sydney didn't miss the fact that Vaughn started to blush. He's so cute! She grinned at him, and in his embarrassment, he looked away.
"Be careful in Spain Sydney." He said, still not looking at her.
"I will." She reached up, kissed him quickly on the cheek and walked away. She was surprised when she heard him yell her name and come running after her. When her caught up, he reached out and gently took her arm turning her around to face him. She had imagined this happening so many times that she wanted to pinch herself. She was still trying to decide if it was real when she felt his lips on hers.
"O.K., how's this thing gonna work?" At this point Sydney was beyond arguing.
"Your alias is Amelia Torres. You've lived in Cartagena for most of your life. You went to meet, and spend the summer with, your brother Josh Hunt...Will. He is returning with you to spend time with the father that he never knew. That's why you just bought a new home in Madrid. The man that will pose as your father is Antonio Torres. He spent a few years in the U.S. and did some work for the CIA. He will be your contact." Jack was desperately fighting for control. He had just recently started to repair his and Sydney's relationship, and now he was shipping her off to Spain.
Sydney nodded her understanding. "What about Francie."
"She will pose as Will's girlfriend."
Syd smiled to herself. Despite her current situation, the thought of Francie and Will was amusing. The more she thought about it, the funnier it became. Before long she was giggling.
"Syd, I don't think that this is very funny," Vaughn said.
"I know, but I just pictured Will trying to pull the 'jealous boyfriend' act on Francie." She started laughing again. "I'm sorry, but she would so kick--"
"Sydney. We need to concentrate here." Jack waited for Sydney to control herself before he continued. "We have a change of clothes and a new car waiting outside. The necessary items are also there; wigs, passports, credit cards, birth certificates, the works. Vaughn will get Will and you have to get Francie. We'll meet at the airport. Both of you remember that you've been marked. Make sure not to park directly in front of the house-- "
"Yeah, dad. Espionage 101." Sydney didn't even blink when she used the word dad. She'd come to terms with the fact that Jack was not her biological father. As far as she was concerned, Khasinau was still just a prisoner of the United States government. Nothing more, nothing less.
Jack and Vaughn watched as Sydney cautiously exited the warehouse. Jack took that opportunity to explain Vaughn's situation to him.
Vaughn was relieved. Sure it would be a lot of work, but he was willing to do it. How hard can it be to learn Spanish? "So you're telling me that I only have to stay here long enough to learn Spanish?"
"Yes. It will be much harder than you think. You could be here for up to a year. It all depends on how quick of a learner you are."
"O.K. Let's do this."
They both looked up when Sydney walked back into the warehouse. Vaughn's chin felt like it weighed a ton. He tried to keep it from falling open, but to no avail. Syd was wearing a black mini skirt, one of the shortest he'd ever seen, a purple spaghetti strap shirt, and a shoulder length blond wig. She looked gorgeous.
"Sydney," Jack questioned, "why are you still here?"
"I couldn't leave until I found out what was going to happen to Vaughn." She placed her hands on her hips. It made her look like a stubborn teenager.
"Agent Vaughn will be joining you at a later time. Mr. Torres will find a way to get the two of you together. In the mean time, you will be busy teaching Will and Francie how to fight. Torres knows a place where you can train both yourself and them. Make sure that you don't let down your guard Sydney. It could cost you your life, and theirs."
Syd looked over at Jack and gave him "the look." He took the hint and made his way back to his car. Syd turned to look at Vaughn. As usual he wasn't looking at her. She hated that! He has such gorgeous eyes, but I never get to see them! "Vaughn look at me." He did.
Vaughn never allowed himself the privilege of looking into Sydney's eyes. Every time that he did he felt like he was twelve years old again. As they stood looking into each other's eyes, he felt himself start to blush. What's wrong with me? I'm blushing like a schoolgirl!
Sydney didn't miss the fact that Vaughn started to blush. He's so cute! She grinned at him, and in his embarrassment, he looked away.
"Be careful in Spain Sydney." He said, still not looking at her.
"I will." She reached up, kissed him quickly on the cheek and walked away. She was surprised when she heard him yell her name and come running after her. When her caught up, he reached out and gently took her arm turning her around to face him. She had imagined this happening so many times that she wanted to pinch herself. She was still trying to decide if it was real when she felt his lips on hers.