"I want to join the C.I.A," he told her. Sydney leaned back in shock.
Immediately Vaughn and Amanda's attention were focused on Will. Jack
listened silently from the drivers seat. Dead silence feel amongst the car,
leaving Will with a very uncomfortable feeling as if all their eyes were
digging into his skin, "What?" he asked, breaking the silence.
"I- I just thought," Sydney asked, looking down towards the floor searching for the right words, "I thought you would want to stay from all this."
"I don't want to be in hiding anymore," he said taking both her hands into his, "I don't want anymore secrets between us." Vaughn instantly felt jealousy run up his throat as he shift uncomfortably in his seat. So this was his competition? Amanda silently studied this scene.
"I know you don't Will, nobody wants to stay in hiding. But the secret agent business is hard, it will takes months for you to learn everything you need to know to be able to meet the regular standards. Are you sure you want to go through all that trouble." She tried to persuade him. She thought of how wonderful it would be to actually have someone to talk with after every mission, to share all the secrets she knows. But Will doesn't seem the spy type. She didn't want to stay up hours on end waiting for him to come home. She sighed as she looked at him with a desperate look to change his mind. But she could tell in Will's voice, that he made up his mind.
"I'm willing to try, Syd." Will told her, he looked down at both their hands, rubbing small circles with his thumb into her hand. He could only picture how much pain and torture she has been through. He glances at her eyes for brief moment, what horrible things she could have seen? It blew his mind away. The sweet, innocent, bank representative who couldn't hurt a fly was an ass-kicking agent who flew to exotic places every week to steal a secret code or a weapon or whatever she stole. Sydney sighed in defeat. She was too tired to fight with him.
"We'll see Will," was all she could tell him, "We'll have to see." He lowered his head in agreement. Vaughn watched his and thought. Could this be good? The more agents, the more help, the quicker SD-6 will fall to its death. Could Will possibly be spy material? Is it possibly he could learn all the traits of the game soon enough? Vaughn wanted to laugh at himself; he was getting so worked up about this. Could it be jealousy? Just the thought of Will working next to Sydney, possibly closer then Sydney and him will ever work. Is it possibly because Will has a personal relationship with Sydney that Vaughn could probably never have.
Soon the van arrived at the airport around 3:20 in the morning. They tried to look as presentable as they could. Jack gave Sydney and envelope with all their tickets and code names; he was the first into the airport. Sydney wiped off Will's blood and gave him a new shirt to replace the torn one.
"If anyone asks," she spoke to him, "you were mugged a week ago. That's where your bruises came from. You got that?" she asked him, feeling as if she was the mother of a 7 year old child at a park, warning her child not to play with strangers or walk across the road without her. But at the moment, that's what she felt she needed to be.
"Yeah I got it," he said flustered as she began to fix his hair, "Okay Syd. Calm down there. Its not like I'm about to go speak to the president now." He told her, swatting her hands away.
"Sorry, Alright your alias is Daniel Bauquette. You're a Janitor at your Local High school in Phoenix, Arizona." She told him, pulling out various things out of the envelope.
"A Janitor. You'd think the CIA could think of a better alias for me." He said watching her go through the papers she looked up at him.
"Don't start Will not here not now," she told him. "Here is your Passport, I.D., and your Ticket." She said handing him these things, "Also you suitcase. Once you're through the security go to the Bathroom and change. There should be money in their for you to get something to eat."
"When will I see you again?" Will asked, shoving the papers into his pocket. "We're all on the same flight but next time you can talk to me is probably when we're in the CIA offices." She told him and he nodded in return, he put his hand on the door but she stopped him. "Will, don't worry." She told him and waited a beat, "Nobody can hurt you now. There's no way I will let it happen." She said and leaned in towards him. Will prepared himself, was she kissing him? Was she showing him that she wanted to be more then friends? He felt her warm, soft lips on his cheeks. He wasn't disappointed though, not in the least bit. "Good Luck" she whispered and he got out of the van and headed into the airport. She turned back to Vaughn and Amanda.
"Vaughn your next in," she told him and pulled out his plane ticket, I.D, and Pass Port, "Your Alias is Jamie Graf, and you're an Insurance Salesman from Boise, Idaho."
"Syd," Vaughn said, placing his hand on top of hers, "Calm down, it's okay. Everything is okay now." He tried to reassure her. It seemed she grew more stressed and tense every moment.
"No it's not. It can't be. Not just yet," she breathed out. She wanted to break down but not in front of anyone. That's what her weakness was, she hate showing her emotions. Every time she ran to Vaughn with tears streaming down her face she wanted to kick herself, "Everything won't be okay until she's gone." She said and lowered her head for a moment. Letting the tears that were climbing their way to her eyes, flow back down her throat. She lifted her head, her eyes meeting his, "You better get going." She said. He nodded in agreement. Grabbing the suitcase that sat near the back of the van, he left.
"Wow," Amanda said, watching Vaughn walk through the near empty parking lot, "he's beautiful."
"Hmm," Sydney shrugged looking at her plane ticket.
"And He's so into you," Amanda said watching Sydney reaction. Sydney's eyes widen as she looked up at her.
"What are you talking about?" she asked, knowing what she was getting at. Something she's desperately tried to ignore it.
"He likes you. Its obvious," Amanda said, then shifted her gaze to something else, "and so does Will."
"Your crazy," Syd smiled and began to get out of the Van.
"Your crazy not to notice," Amanda said, following her sister's lead an began to start getting out of the van, "They're both very into you, I can tell. Trust me I've had enough guys drool over me to tell." They both stepped out of the van and into the cold, chilly night. They both grabbed their suitcases and were off through the parking lot.
"Amanda, even if I wanted to. There's no way in Hell I can ever act on those feelings. SD-6 will have them both killed. They've done it before." Sydney said, reaching the elevator and pressing the down button. She wrapped her coat tighter around her.
"They've done it before?" Amanda asked, looking at Sydney with a questioning look, "What do you mean?" Sydney shifted uneasily, and looked up at her.
"A couple of months ago my boyfriend, Danny, proposed to me," Sydney said, memories of Danny flooded back into her mind, "and I told him about SD-6, they found out and uh, they had him killed." Sydney blinked back the tears.
"Oh my gosh," Amanda said swinging her arm around Sydney, pulling her into her embrace, "I'm so sorry! That's why you won't like Vaughn or Will." Amanda said pulling away and wiping away the hair out of her face. She had such a strong face, like a cement barrier that nothing could break through. Suddenly the elevator door opened and they both walked in. A heavy silence fell upon, the air suddenly got thicker for a few moments. It was difficult for Sydney to breath suddenly; she shifted her gaze trying to find something to take her mind off of Danny. Nothing seemed to work. "I've never had a serious boyfriend. Mom never would have allowed it," she said with a smile, the thought of it seemed like a cruel joke, and looked down, "A 24 year old still being controlled by her mother, weird thought. There was one guy in particular I grew close to. It was on a mission and was assigned to date this guy, steal plans from him, and kill him in the end." She said and stared out in space.
"So what happen?" Sydney asked quietly, the elevator doors opened and they both stepped out and into the practically deserted airport. A couple of pilots walked past them holding coffees in their hands.
"Well I did what I was told except I fell for him, he seemed so real and such a good guy. The everyday Prince Charming, ya know? Anyway, the day came when I was ordered to kill him; I was supposed to drug him at dinner. I put the drug in his wine and gave it to him," Amanda said, sniffing back a tear. The memories were almost unbearable to think of, "I watched him drink it and watched him fall asleep in bed. I was the last person he ever said 'I love you' too. Not even his mother, or his sister, not even his dog. I was the last person, and I was the one who betrayed him." She sniffed and wiped away a tear. Sydney gave a weak smile and wrapped her arm around Amanda's shoulder and gave her a reassuring squeeze.
- - - - - -
They both got their tickets and headed towards the terminal. "I'll be right back, I'm going to go change." Sydney said and walked into the Women's restroom. Amanda waited until she was gone and checked around her for anyone familiar. Seeing that the coast was clear, she walked over to the nearest public phone and sat down, trying to hide her face just in case. She dialed in a very familiar. After a few rings, a familiar voice picked up.
"Mandy to Mama," she spoke, a grin played upon her lips, "Mission; Family Reunion is in motion."
"I- I just thought," Sydney asked, looking down towards the floor searching for the right words, "I thought you would want to stay from all this."
"I don't want to be in hiding anymore," he said taking both her hands into his, "I don't want anymore secrets between us." Vaughn instantly felt jealousy run up his throat as he shift uncomfortably in his seat. So this was his competition? Amanda silently studied this scene.
"I know you don't Will, nobody wants to stay in hiding. But the secret agent business is hard, it will takes months for you to learn everything you need to know to be able to meet the regular standards. Are you sure you want to go through all that trouble." She tried to persuade him. She thought of how wonderful it would be to actually have someone to talk with after every mission, to share all the secrets she knows. But Will doesn't seem the spy type. She didn't want to stay up hours on end waiting for him to come home. She sighed as she looked at him with a desperate look to change his mind. But she could tell in Will's voice, that he made up his mind.
"I'm willing to try, Syd." Will told her, he looked down at both their hands, rubbing small circles with his thumb into her hand. He could only picture how much pain and torture she has been through. He glances at her eyes for brief moment, what horrible things she could have seen? It blew his mind away. The sweet, innocent, bank representative who couldn't hurt a fly was an ass-kicking agent who flew to exotic places every week to steal a secret code or a weapon or whatever she stole. Sydney sighed in defeat. She was too tired to fight with him.
"We'll see Will," was all she could tell him, "We'll have to see." He lowered his head in agreement. Vaughn watched his and thought. Could this be good? The more agents, the more help, the quicker SD-6 will fall to its death. Could Will possibly be spy material? Is it possibly he could learn all the traits of the game soon enough? Vaughn wanted to laugh at himself; he was getting so worked up about this. Could it be jealousy? Just the thought of Will working next to Sydney, possibly closer then Sydney and him will ever work. Is it possibly because Will has a personal relationship with Sydney that Vaughn could probably never have.
Soon the van arrived at the airport around 3:20 in the morning. They tried to look as presentable as they could. Jack gave Sydney and envelope with all their tickets and code names; he was the first into the airport. Sydney wiped off Will's blood and gave him a new shirt to replace the torn one.
"If anyone asks," she spoke to him, "you were mugged a week ago. That's where your bruises came from. You got that?" she asked him, feeling as if she was the mother of a 7 year old child at a park, warning her child not to play with strangers or walk across the road without her. But at the moment, that's what she felt she needed to be.
"Yeah I got it," he said flustered as she began to fix his hair, "Okay Syd. Calm down there. Its not like I'm about to go speak to the president now." He told her, swatting her hands away.
"Sorry, Alright your alias is Daniel Bauquette. You're a Janitor at your Local High school in Phoenix, Arizona." She told him, pulling out various things out of the envelope.
"A Janitor. You'd think the CIA could think of a better alias for me." He said watching her go through the papers she looked up at him.
"Don't start Will not here not now," she told him. "Here is your Passport, I.D., and your Ticket." She said handing him these things, "Also you suitcase. Once you're through the security go to the Bathroom and change. There should be money in their for you to get something to eat."
"When will I see you again?" Will asked, shoving the papers into his pocket. "We're all on the same flight but next time you can talk to me is probably when we're in the CIA offices." She told him and he nodded in return, he put his hand on the door but she stopped him. "Will, don't worry." She told him and waited a beat, "Nobody can hurt you now. There's no way I will let it happen." She said and leaned in towards him. Will prepared himself, was she kissing him? Was she showing him that she wanted to be more then friends? He felt her warm, soft lips on his cheeks. He wasn't disappointed though, not in the least bit. "Good Luck" she whispered and he got out of the van and headed into the airport. She turned back to Vaughn and Amanda.
"Vaughn your next in," she told him and pulled out his plane ticket, I.D, and Pass Port, "Your Alias is Jamie Graf, and you're an Insurance Salesman from Boise, Idaho."
"Syd," Vaughn said, placing his hand on top of hers, "Calm down, it's okay. Everything is okay now." He tried to reassure her. It seemed she grew more stressed and tense every moment.
"No it's not. It can't be. Not just yet," she breathed out. She wanted to break down but not in front of anyone. That's what her weakness was, she hate showing her emotions. Every time she ran to Vaughn with tears streaming down her face she wanted to kick herself, "Everything won't be okay until she's gone." She said and lowered her head for a moment. Letting the tears that were climbing their way to her eyes, flow back down her throat. She lifted her head, her eyes meeting his, "You better get going." She said. He nodded in agreement. Grabbing the suitcase that sat near the back of the van, he left.
"Wow," Amanda said, watching Vaughn walk through the near empty parking lot, "he's beautiful."
"Hmm," Sydney shrugged looking at her plane ticket.
"And He's so into you," Amanda said watching Sydney reaction. Sydney's eyes widen as she looked up at her.
"What are you talking about?" she asked, knowing what she was getting at. Something she's desperately tried to ignore it.
"He likes you. Its obvious," Amanda said, then shifted her gaze to something else, "and so does Will."
"Your crazy," Syd smiled and began to get out of the Van.
"Your crazy not to notice," Amanda said, following her sister's lead an began to start getting out of the van, "They're both very into you, I can tell. Trust me I've had enough guys drool over me to tell." They both stepped out of the van and into the cold, chilly night. They both grabbed their suitcases and were off through the parking lot.
"Amanda, even if I wanted to. There's no way in Hell I can ever act on those feelings. SD-6 will have them both killed. They've done it before." Sydney said, reaching the elevator and pressing the down button. She wrapped her coat tighter around her.
"They've done it before?" Amanda asked, looking at Sydney with a questioning look, "What do you mean?" Sydney shifted uneasily, and looked up at her.
"A couple of months ago my boyfriend, Danny, proposed to me," Sydney said, memories of Danny flooded back into her mind, "and I told him about SD-6, they found out and uh, they had him killed." Sydney blinked back the tears.
"Oh my gosh," Amanda said swinging her arm around Sydney, pulling her into her embrace, "I'm so sorry! That's why you won't like Vaughn or Will." Amanda said pulling away and wiping away the hair out of her face. She had such a strong face, like a cement barrier that nothing could break through. Suddenly the elevator door opened and they both walked in. A heavy silence fell upon, the air suddenly got thicker for a few moments. It was difficult for Sydney to breath suddenly; she shifted her gaze trying to find something to take her mind off of Danny. Nothing seemed to work. "I've never had a serious boyfriend. Mom never would have allowed it," she said with a smile, the thought of it seemed like a cruel joke, and looked down, "A 24 year old still being controlled by her mother, weird thought. There was one guy in particular I grew close to. It was on a mission and was assigned to date this guy, steal plans from him, and kill him in the end." She said and stared out in space.
"So what happen?" Sydney asked quietly, the elevator doors opened and they both stepped out and into the practically deserted airport. A couple of pilots walked past them holding coffees in their hands.
"Well I did what I was told except I fell for him, he seemed so real and such a good guy. The everyday Prince Charming, ya know? Anyway, the day came when I was ordered to kill him; I was supposed to drug him at dinner. I put the drug in his wine and gave it to him," Amanda said, sniffing back a tear. The memories were almost unbearable to think of, "I watched him drink it and watched him fall asleep in bed. I was the last person he ever said 'I love you' too. Not even his mother, or his sister, not even his dog. I was the last person, and I was the one who betrayed him." She sniffed and wiped away a tear. Sydney gave a weak smile and wrapped her arm around Amanda's shoulder and gave her a reassuring squeeze.
- - - - - -
They both got their tickets and headed towards the terminal. "I'll be right back, I'm going to go change." Sydney said and walked into the Women's restroom. Amanda waited until she was gone and checked around her for anyone familiar. Seeing that the coast was clear, she walked over to the nearest public phone and sat down, trying to hide her face just in case. She dialed in a very familiar. After a few rings, a familiar voice picked up.
"Mandy to Mama," she spoke, a grin played upon her lips, "Mission; Family Reunion is in motion."