Title: Haven
Author:Vona
Disclaimer: Not mine, J.J. Abrams. Wish Sark was mine, though. Does that count?
Pairing: S/V
Feedback: Need it like I need Alias, air, and Gilmore Girls.
Spoilers: A little for Episode 7, but not really.
Summary: Sydney's cover is discovered. Francie, Will, Sydney and Vaughn's lives are endanger. Sydney has to team up with our favorite bad guy to save Vaughn.
Haven
Chapter One
Vaughn paced in his office. He was worried. They got intel that Arvin Sloane was aware of Sydney's double agent status and intended on making an example of Sydney. Weiss knocked on the door.
"Yeah?"
"Jack snuck into security section and he confirmed it. Sloane's put a hit on Sydney, Francie Calfo, and Will Tippin."
Vaughn picked up the phone. He quickly dialed Sydney's cell number. It rang and rang, but he received no answer. He sighed. He called her house number.
"C'mon, Syd, C'mon."
A voice came over, "I'm sorry, but your call cannot be completed as dialed."
Vaughn slammed the phone down.
"Her line's been cut."
Weiss nodded, waiting for Vaughn's instructions.
"Send two extraction teams to pick up Francie and Will. Will may understand, but Francie will have no idea. I'll go and find Syd."
Weiss nodded again.
"Hey, Mike!" He called after Vaughn's retreating back.
"Yeah?"
"It's not too late."
Vaughn turned and went to his car.
Sydney turned in her sleep. This had been the first time she had been able to go to bed early in months. She had no missions from SD-6 or the CIA. She was fast asleep, oblivious to the world. Oblivious enough to not even sense the man coming towards her. He saw the sleeping form of Sydney, her brown eyes closed, her eyelashes spread against her cheeks.
"Sydney."
He said as he woke her up gently.
"Sydney."
Her eyes fluttered open. She said softly, "Vaughn...What are you doing here?"
Sydney was startled, "Is everything okay?"
Vaughn shook his head.
"Sloane knows. He's going to kill you."
"Kill me?"
"He's already cut your phone lines."
"Oh, no."
"We have to get you out of here."
"Francie! She'll come home and Will. He's always here."
"Already taken care of."
Sydney looked at Vaughn. She let out a sigh of relief.
"Thank you."
Vaughn nodded. Sydney slid on her slippers and they left.
Francie came out of the restaurant. She had been painting the walls all day. She felt like someone had been watching her for the last hour. She decided to go home. She heard footsteps behind her. Francie picked up her pace. She broke into a run. "Don't run!"
The voice called Francie didn't stop. "Sydney sent us!"
This made Francie stop.
"You need to go with us, Miss Calfo."
Francie shook her head.
"Why should I?"
The man opened his jacket and pulled out a badge.
"Eric Weiss, CIA. I highly suggest you come with me."
Francie's mouth opened and shut again. She wordlessly followed Weiss to his car.
Will Tippin was searching for a job. Unfortunately, not many people wanted to hire a recovering heroin addict. He was working for the CIA, doing some minor research projects for them, but it wasn't enough to pay rent, utilities, and his college debts. But Sydney had warned him to stop researching Danny's murder, but he hadn't listened. He understood a lot of things now. Sydney's frequent business trips, her dedication to the job, her occasion blow up, defending her position at the bank. He was lost in his own thoughts, so he didn't hear anyone come up behind him.
"Mr. Tippin. I am Alec Benson from the CIA. You're life is in danger and I need you to come with me."
Will nodded. Wasn't his life always in danger? Benson opened the door and the two men sped off.
"Where are we going, Vaughn?" Sydney asked.
Vaughn smiled. "My apartment. Will and Francie will probably already be there."
"You're apartment?"
"Mhm."
Sydney smiled at him, but it was a depressed smile. Vaughn knew Sydney felt like she had been defeated.
"Hey, it's okay. We'll still bring down SD-6."
"How do you do that?'
"Do what?"
"Know exactly what I'm thinking."
Vaughn shrugged. "I'm just special, I guess."
Sydney nodded in agreement. "Yeah. You are."
Both fell into a silence, and Sydney didn't even notice Vaughn's worry lines deepen.
Alice paced. Eric, Mike's friend, had dropped off two complete strangers at their doorstep, claiming he couldn't tell her anything else. He told her Michael would explain things later. A very confused Francie and a worried Will sat on the couch. Alice smiled, warmly. "So, um, would you like something to drink or anything?"
Will shook his head, Francie shrugged. Alice sat in a chair opposite the two. They sat quietly, each wondering. Finally, the door opened and Vaughn and Sydney came in. She was holding onto Vaughn's arm and he had put his leather jacket over her. Sydney and Alice were face to face again. Sydney tried not to seem shocked, but it was hard. Alice looked from Vaughn to Sydney. Sydney instantly dropped her hold on Vaughn. She took off the coat. "Thanks."
Vaughn nodded nervously. Sydney had never seen him outside the job or a mission. She didn't know anything about his outside life. Sydney saw Will and Francie watching.
"Will! Francie!"
She hugged them immediately. Will glanced her over and saw that she was unharmed.
"What's this about, Syd? Some guy came and brought me here."
"You need to sit down, Francie. Will, I'm finally going to tell you the whole thing. I need you to not interrupt me."
Francie sighed. Will nodded, eager to finally know all of what had destroyed his life.
Sydney looked up at Vaughn, for strength and comfort. Vaughn could see how troubled she was. He went to her and sat next to her, taking her hand.
"Pretend like you're telling me." He whispered. Alice watched on jealously.
"8 years ago, I was recruited by a secret agency, called SD-6."
"SD-6!" Francie cried out.
"Francie! They told us it was a covert branch of the CIA. It wasn't. It was a part of something called the Alliance of 12. They are branched all over the world. For 7 years, I thought I was working for the CIA. I told Danny and he got drunk. He left a message on my machine. Sloane had him killed. I knew then that they weren't part of the CIA. They tried to kill me. I went to the CIA and became a double agent. Will investigated a tip and he got caught up in it. He was kidnapped by my mother."
"Your mother?" Francie asked, increduously.
"An ex-KGB agent. She faked her death and went back to the KGB. After Russia dissolved, she started her own organization. She turned herself in after Will and I returned from Tai Pei. Sloane's discovered I'm a double agent. He's going to kill all of us."
Francie's mouth dropped open.
"You've been lying to us all this time."
"Francie, I couldn't..."
"I really don't want to hear anymore lies."
"Francie..."
"I'm tired. Where do I sleep?"
Alice shrugged.
Vaughn volunteered, "Syd, you can take my bed. Will and Francie can sleep in the guest room. Alice and I can sleep out here."
"I can't kick you out of your own bed, Vaughn."
"You need to sleep some place comfortable."
"The couch is good enough for me. Plus I am only one."
"I'd feel better if you were in a bedroom."
"I'd feel worse if I was in a bedroom."
"I order you to sleep in the bedroom."
"Michael Vaughn, when have I ever followed orders? Don't start giving them to me now."
Vaughn smiled in spite of himself. "Sydney..."
"You know I'm going to win."
"Okay, okay. I'll be in the next room if you need anything."
Sydney nodded, "Thanks."
Francie followed Alice into the guest room. Will hugged Sydney again before following Alice. Vaughn watched Sydney.
"She'll forgive you."
"You did it again."
Vaughn grinned.
"Good night, Vaughn."
He paused, watching her settle into the couch. He pulled out a blanket and covered her up.
"Good night, Syd."
She closed her eyes and Vaughn watched her for a moment. Alice came in and found him staring at her.
"Mike, come on to bed."
"In a minute, Alice."
Sydney stirred.
"Mike."
"All right. I'm coming."
He followed her into the bedroom. After he left, Sydney opened her eyes, staring at a picture on the table. It was little Vaughn and his parents. She smiled at the sight of 7-year-old Vaughn. She sighed. She knew sleep was the farthest thing from her mind.
Author:Vona
Disclaimer: Not mine, J.J. Abrams. Wish Sark was mine, though. Does that count?
Pairing: S/V
Feedback: Need it like I need Alias, air, and Gilmore Girls.
Spoilers: A little for Episode 7, but not really.
Summary: Sydney's cover is discovered. Francie, Will, Sydney and Vaughn's lives are endanger. Sydney has to team up with our favorite bad guy to save Vaughn.
Haven
Chapter One
Vaughn paced in his office. He was worried. They got intel that Arvin Sloane was aware of Sydney's double agent status and intended on making an example of Sydney. Weiss knocked on the door.
"Yeah?"
"Jack snuck into security section and he confirmed it. Sloane's put a hit on Sydney, Francie Calfo, and Will Tippin."
Vaughn picked up the phone. He quickly dialed Sydney's cell number. It rang and rang, but he received no answer. He sighed. He called her house number.
"C'mon, Syd, C'mon."
A voice came over, "I'm sorry, but your call cannot be completed as dialed."
Vaughn slammed the phone down.
"Her line's been cut."
Weiss nodded, waiting for Vaughn's instructions.
"Send two extraction teams to pick up Francie and Will. Will may understand, but Francie will have no idea. I'll go and find Syd."
Weiss nodded again.
"Hey, Mike!" He called after Vaughn's retreating back.
"Yeah?"
"It's not too late."
Vaughn turned and went to his car.
Sydney turned in her sleep. This had been the first time she had been able to go to bed early in months. She had no missions from SD-6 or the CIA. She was fast asleep, oblivious to the world. Oblivious enough to not even sense the man coming towards her. He saw the sleeping form of Sydney, her brown eyes closed, her eyelashes spread against her cheeks.
"Sydney."
He said as he woke her up gently.
"Sydney."
Her eyes fluttered open. She said softly, "Vaughn...What are you doing here?"
Sydney was startled, "Is everything okay?"
Vaughn shook his head.
"Sloane knows. He's going to kill you."
"Kill me?"
"He's already cut your phone lines."
"Oh, no."
"We have to get you out of here."
"Francie! She'll come home and Will. He's always here."
"Already taken care of."
Sydney looked at Vaughn. She let out a sigh of relief.
"Thank you."
Vaughn nodded. Sydney slid on her slippers and they left.
Francie came out of the restaurant. She had been painting the walls all day. She felt like someone had been watching her for the last hour. She decided to go home. She heard footsteps behind her. Francie picked up her pace. She broke into a run. "Don't run!"
The voice called Francie didn't stop. "Sydney sent us!"
This made Francie stop.
"You need to go with us, Miss Calfo."
Francie shook her head.
"Why should I?"
The man opened his jacket and pulled out a badge.
"Eric Weiss, CIA. I highly suggest you come with me."
Francie's mouth opened and shut again. She wordlessly followed Weiss to his car.
Will Tippin was searching for a job. Unfortunately, not many people wanted to hire a recovering heroin addict. He was working for the CIA, doing some minor research projects for them, but it wasn't enough to pay rent, utilities, and his college debts. But Sydney had warned him to stop researching Danny's murder, but he hadn't listened. He understood a lot of things now. Sydney's frequent business trips, her dedication to the job, her occasion blow up, defending her position at the bank. He was lost in his own thoughts, so he didn't hear anyone come up behind him.
"Mr. Tippin. I am Alec Benson from the CIA. You're life is in danger and I need you to come with me."
Will nodded. Wasn't his life always in danger? Benson opened the door and the two men sped off.
"Where are we going, Vaughn?" Sydney asked.
Vaughn smiled. "My apartment. Will and Francie will probably already be there."
"You're apartment?"
"Mhm."
Sydney smiled at him, but it was a depressed smile. Vaughn knew Sydney felt like she had been defeated.
"Hey, it's okay. We'll still bring down SD-6."
"How do you do that?'
"Do what?"
"Know exactly what I'm thinking."
Vaughn shrugged. "I'm just special, I guess."
Sydney nodded in agreement. "Yeah. You are."
Both fell into a silence, and Sydney didn't even notice Vaughn's worry lines deepen.
Alice paced. Eric, Mike's friend, had dropped off two complete strangers at their doorstep, claiming he couldn't tell her anything else. He told her Michael would explain things later. A very confused Francie and a worried Will sat on the couch. Alice smiled, warmly. "So, um, would you like something to drink or anything?"
Will shook his head, Francie shrugged. Alice sat in a chair opposite the two. They sat quietly, each wondering. Finally, the door opened and Vaughn and Sydney came in. She was holding onto Vaughn's arm and he had put his leather jacket over her. Sydney and Alice were face to face again. Sydney tried not to seem shocked, but it was hard. Alice looked from Vaughn to Sydney. Sydney instantly dropped her hold on Vaughn. She took off the coat. "Thanks."
Vaughn nodded nervously. Sydney had never seen him outside the job or a mission. She didn't know anything about his outside life. Sydney saw Will and Francie watching.
"Will! Francie!"
She hugged them immediately. Will glanced her over and saw that she was unharmed.
"What's this about, Syd? Some guy came and brought me here."
"You need to sit down, Francie. Will, I'm finally going to tell you the whole thing. I need you to not interrupt me."
Francie sighed. Will nodded, eager to finally know all of what had destroyed his life.
Sydney looked up at Vaughn, for strength and comfort. Vaughn could see how troubled she was. He went to her and sat next to her, taking her hand.
"Pretend like you're telling me." He whispered. Alice watched on jealously.
"8 years ago, I was recruited by a secret agency, called SD-6."
"SD-6!" Francie cried out.
"Francie! They told us it was a covert branch of the CIA. It wasn't. It was a part of something called the Alliance of 12. They are branched all over the world. For 7 years, I thought I was working for the CIA. I told Danny and he got drunk. He left a message on my machine. Sloane had him killed. I knew then that they weren't part of the CIA. They tried to kill me. I went to the CIA and became a double agent. Will investigated a tip and he got caught up in it. He was kidnapped by my mother."
"Your mother?" Francie asked, increduously.
"An ex-KGB agent. She faked her death and went back to the KGB. After Russia dissolved, she started her own organization. She turned herself in after Will and I returned from Tai Pei. Sloane's discovered I'm a double agent. He's going to kill all of us."
Francie's mouth dropped open.
"You've been lying to us all this time."
"Francie, I couldn't..."
"I really don't want to hear anymore lies."
"Francie..."
"I'm tired. Where do I sleep?"
Alice shrugged.
Vaughn volunteered, "Syd, you can take my bed. Will and Francie can sleep in the guest room. Alice and I can sleep out here."
"I can't kick you out of your own bed, Vaughn."
"You need to sleep some place comfortable."
"The couch is good enough for me. Plus I am only one."
"I'd feel better if you were in a bedroom."
"I'd feel worse if I was in a bedroom."
"I order you to sleep in the bedroom."
"Michael Vaughn, when have I ever followed orders? Don't start giving them to me now."
Vaughn smiled in spite of himself. "Sydney..."
"You know I'm going to win."
"Okay, okay. I'll be in the next room if you need anything."
Sydney nodded, "Thanks."
Francie followed Alice into the guest room. Will hugged Sydney again before following Alice. Vaughn watched Sydney.
"She'll forgive you."
"You did it again."
Vaughn grinned.
"Good night, Vaughn."
He paused, watching her settle into the couch. He pulled out a blanket and covered her up.
"Good night, Syd."
She closed her eyes and Vaughn watched her for a moment. Alice came in and found him staring at her.
"Mike, come on to bed."
"In a minute, Alice."
Sydney stirred.
"Mike."
"All right. I'm coming."
He followed her into the bedroom. After he left, Sydney opened her eyes, staring at a picture on the table. It was little Vaughn and his parents. She smiled at the sight of 7-year-old Vaughn. She sighed. She knew sleep was the farthest thing from her mind.