"Give me the file," the woman said.
"No," Erin bit back.
"Then I'll just have to get it myself, don't I?"
You bet you do, Erin thought sarcastically.
Erin looked towards the door. I could probably make it.She took the
chance.
"Erin? You there?" Vaughn asked.
"Yeah, someone's on me though," Erin responded hastily, looking back
to see the blonde gaining speed on her.
"Shit!" Erin cursed.
"I'm coming," Vaughn said quickly, standing up from his seat in the
truck.
"No! Stay there. I'm almost there," Erin replied. "It's not like I've
never ran from someone before." She was almost out of the parking lot, and
Vaughn was waiting across the street.
"You sure?"
"Yeah. Now shut up. Talking to you is wasting my air."
Suddenly, deep male voices were yelling at her in German. She turned
for a second, and there they were. Practically on her heels. Erin stopped
suddenly, knowing that they were going to get her if she didn't, and stood
in fighting stance, fists up.
Seconds later, the guards were down. Two were clutching their knees,
while the other one was on the ground, unconscious.
Then a fist hit her in the stomach, causing her to double over.
"The file."
"I said no," Erin gasped, getting back up and glared the woman. "Who
the hell do you work for?" She asked as she punched the blonde in the face.
The blonde had her fingers around the edge of the file, but Erin tore it back, and started running again. Then she felt something hard hit her across her back. She fell face forward onto the cold cement floor. And then she saw nothing.
--
"OK, that's the last time I ever listen to you," Vaughn said the next day at work. "What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be resting?" "Nope. I feel fine. Maybe a little bruised, but I'm fine. It's not like you've never seen worse," Erin responded lightly. Vaughn thought back to the days with Sydney. "OK, fine, I've seen worse. But you said you were going to be fine." "And I am!"
"Agent Vaughn.Agent Duval, Kavanah wants to see you two," Kavanah's secretary, Joy Ramirez said, sticking her head into Vaughn's office.
--
"Agent Duval, we have reason to believe that the Alliance was behind that," Kavanah announced. "Which one?" "We narrowed it down to three. SIS, FTL, and SD-6. Only the two of them were in the vicinity of the Embassy. SD-6.Vaughn kept repeating that in his head. It was evil, but it was the only link he had left with Sydney.
--
"What did this woman look like?" Vaughn asked Erin, over a cup of coffee at the restaurant next to the American Embassy. "She had blonde hair, and that's all I can remember. But I'm not even sure about that. It could have been a wig, for all I know," Erin responded, stirring her coffee. "Tall? Short?" "Tall." "Race?" "Caucasian. I think." "That narrows it down," Vaughn replied sarcastically. "I can't remember!" "It's all right. I'm just frustrated about all this." "[I]You[/I] are? Hey, I'm the one who got hit and trampled on. OK, maybe not trampled on, but [I]I'm[/I] the one that should be frustrated here." "All right then. Be frustrated. I have a meeting to go to with the techies. I'll be up to your office later," Vaughn said as he left.
--
Sorry! I didn't think it was the right time for Syd and Vaughn to meet. Lol.ok, that wasn't very funny. Well, don't worry, they will meet sometime. Soon I think.
The blonde had her fingers around the edge of the file, but Erin tore it back, and started running again. Then she felt something hard hit her across her back. She fell face forward onto the cold cement floor. And then she saw nothing.
--
"OK, that's the last time I ever listen to you," Vaughn said the next day at work. "What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be resting?" "Nope. I feel fine. Maybe a little bruised, but I'm fine. It's not like you've never seen worse," Erin responded lightly. Vaughn thought back to the days with Sydney. "OK, fine, I've seen worse. But you said you were going to be fine." "And I am!"
"Agent Vaughn.Agent Duval, Kavanah wants to see you two," Kavanah's secretary, Joy Ramirez said, sticking her head into Vaughn's office.
--
"Agent Duval, we have reason to believe that the Alliance was behind that," Kavanah announced. "Which one?" "We narrowed it down to three. SIS, FTL, and SD-6. Only the two of them were in the vicinity of the Embassy. SD-6.Vaughn kept repeating that in his head. It was evil, but it was the only link he had left with Sydney.
--
"What did this woman look like?" Vaughn asked Erin, over a cup of coffee at the restaurant next to the American Embassy. "She had blonde hair, and that's all I can remember. But I'm not even sure about that. It could have been a wig, for all I know," Erin responded, stirring her coffee. "Tall? Short?" "Tall." "Race?" "Caucasian. I think." "That narrows it down," Vaughn replied sarcastically. "I can't remember!" "It's all right. I'm just frustrated about all this." "[I]You[/I] are? Hey, I'm the one who got hit and trampled on. OK, maybe not trampled on, but [I]I'm[/I] the one that should be frustrated here." "All right then. Be frustrated. I have a meeting to go to with the techies. I'll be up to your office later," Vaughn said as he left.
--
Sorry! I didn't think it was the right time for Syd and Vaughn to meet. Lol.ok, that wasn't very funny. Well, don't worry, they will meet sometime. Soon I think.