A/N Okay, I kinda messed up that last chapter, but I fixed it. Some of you
might have caught it, and if you did. CONGRATS!! Sorry, I don't have I
prize for you. Anyway, I am in the mood for typing, so I hope this chapter
is a long one.. if I get an idea of what to write... I hope...
Chapter 9 The Decision
Will opened the door and stepped into the Central Intelligence Agency. He began walking towards the front desk but was stopped short by hearing his name being called out. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a man walking towards him. He had never seen him before. The man was tall with dark hair and was wearing a suit.
Who in this place isn't wearing a suit? Will thought sarcastically.
The man walked over to him and out stretched his hand.
"My name is Agent Wiess," the man said.
"Will Tippin," he replied, shaking the man's hand.
"Come with me," Wiess said.
Will cautiously followed the man onto an elevator and led him to a room that looked like a hospital waiting room but had tables and chairs set up everywhere. On the walls were cork boards with things all over them. Newspaper clippings, pictures, plastic bags marked 'Evidence', note cards, film negatives, ---- you name it, it was up there. There must have been twenty people in there either typing on laptops that they had brought in there or they were adding more things to the walls or cork boards. It was pure pandemonium.
Wiess noticed Will surveying the room and said, "This room is dedicated to Agent Bristow's case. The things you see on the walls are things she has either recovered on her missions or information we have received during the duration of her case,"
"How long? How long has she been doing this?" Will asked, still looking around the room.
"She has been working for SD-6 for the past seven years. She came to the CIA just last year after Danny was killed," Wiess looked down at the floor.
"So you're telling me that you have gotten all of this," Will said, gesturing to the walls, "In a years time?"
"Yes, we have," Wiess replied.
Will just nodded and Wiess said, "Come with me,"
Will took one last look at the work Sydney was doing and then turned to leave.
Wiess lead Will to Vaughn's office and said, "Here, take a seat. This is Agent Vaughn's office. He's Sydney's-----" Will cut him off.
"Yeah. We've met,"
Wiess gave him a confused look but Will didn't see it. He sat down in one of the chairs in front of the desk and looked up at Wiess.
"Is there a reason why I'm here?" He asked, annoyed.
"Uh, yeah. I'm gonna go get Vaughn. Wait here. I'll be right back," Wiess quickly exited the room. **************************************************************************** ************************************
Sydney was about ten minutes away from home when she turned around and drove back to CIA headquarters. She parked about a block away from the building and walked the rest of the way.
Sydney slowly pushed open the glass doors and walked across the hard marble floor to the elevator. She was going up to Vaughn's floor to try to find Will. The elevator doors slowly opened and she stepped out. She slowly scanned the faces of her 'co-workers' for anyone that might know where Vaughn or Will was. She didn't see anyone she recognized so she started walking towards Vaughn's office when someone put their hand on her shoulder. She spun around to see Vaughn with a confused look on his face.
"What are you doing here?" he hissed.
"Well I just-----" he cut her off.
"Wait. Come here," he said and pulled her off towards an empty room and closed the blinds.
"You know you can't be here," he sighed and looked down.
"I know, but I had to talk to Will. We had a fight in the car and I.. I just needed to talk to him. Do you know where he is?" **************************************************************************** ************************************
Wiess left Vaughn's office just to see Vaughn pulling Sydney off to an empty room and closing the blinds.
What the hell is she doing here? He thought.
They left the door open just enough to see what they were doing. Wiess watched and listened as they spoke.
If Vaughn found out that he had listened in on their conversation, he would be dead and buried. **************************************************************************** ************************************
"Vaughn, I told Will that he had two choices. Either recruitment or the Witness Protection Program," She looked down at the floor.
Vaughn sighed and asked, "Did he say anything?" he looked up at her.
"No. He was pretty mad at me," she shook her head and looked up at Vaughn.
"Vaughn, I can't live with him in this life. If something happened to him, ----- I don't know what I'd do," a lone tear fell down her cheek.
He mover forward and wiped the tear from her cheek. Sydney took his hand in hers.
"Don't worry, I'll talk to him. I mean, I don't know how much good that will do after what happened. He may already have his mind set, but I'll see what I can do," his words were soothing to her.
Sydney nodded and gave his hand a kiss.
"Thank you," she whispered.
"Okay, well I have to go. I have a meeting with Devlin in ten minutes," at this she looked up at him.
"Don't worry. Everything's going to be fine. I'll talk to Will. Now, you need to go home and get some rest, okay? I'll call you later,"
Vaughn smiled at her and turned to leave when Sydney's hand grasped his from behind.
"Can you tell Will I'm really sorry about before?" she asked.
"Of course," he said with a smile and watched her leave.
A/N ~ Okay, this story has been pretty boring in my opinion so far, but it will start to pick up later, I promise! Just remember, the reviews make me write faster, so, review!! Lost of lurrrrve~ Kate
Chapter 9 The Decision
Will opened the door and stepped into the Central Intelligence Agency. He began walking towards the front desk but was stopped short by hearing his name being called out. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a man walking towards him. He had never seen him before. The man was tall with dark hair and was wearing a suit.
Who in this place isn't wearing a suit? Will thought sarcastically.
The man walked over to him and out stretched his hand.
"My name is Agent Wiess," the man said.
"Will Tippin," he replied, shaking the man's hand.
"Come with me," Wiess said.
Will cautiously followed the man onto an elevator and led him to a room that looked like a hospital waiting room but had tables and chairs set up everywhere. On the walls were cork boards with things all over them. Newspaper clippings, pictures, plastic bags marked 'Evidence', note cards, film negatives, ---- you name it, it was up there. There must have been twenty people in there either typing on laptops that they had brought in there or they were adding more things to the walls or cork boards. It was pure pandemonium.
Wiess noticed Will surveying the room and said, "This room is dedicated to Agent Bristow's case. The things you see on the walls are things she has either recovered on her missions or information we have received during the duration of her case,"
"How long? How long has she been doing this?" Will asked, still looking around the room.
"She has been working for SD-6 for the past seven years. She came to the CIA just last year after Danny was killed," Wiess looked down at the floor.
"So you're telling me that you have gotten all of this," Will said, gesturing to the walls, "In a years time?"
"Yes, we have," Wiess replied.
Will just nodded and Wiess said, "Come with me,"
Will took one last look at the work Sydney was doing and then turned to leave.
Wiess lead Will to Vaughn's office and said, "Here, take a seat. This is Agent Vaughn's office. He's Sydney's-----" Will cut him off.
"Yeah. We've met,"
Wiess gave him a confused look but Will didn't see it. He sat down in one of the chairs in front of the desk and looked up at Wiess.
"Is there a reason why I'm here?" He asked, annoyed.
"Uh, yeah. I'm gonna go get Vaughn. Wait here. I'll be right back," Wiess quickly exited the room. **************************************************************************** ************************************
Sydney was about ten minutes away from home when she turned around and drove back to CIA headquarters. She parked about a block away from the building and walked the rest of the way.
Sydney slowly pushed open the glass doors and walked across the hard marble floor to the elevator. She was going up to Vaughn's floor to try to find Will. The elevator doors slowly opened and she stepped out. She slowly scanned the faces of her 'co-workers' for anyone that might know where Vaughn or Will was. She didn't see anyone she recognized so she started walking towards Vaughn's office when someone put their hand on her shoulder. She spun around to see Vaughn with a confused look on his face.
"What are you doing here?" he hissed.
"Well I just-----" he cut her off.
"Wait. Come here," he said and pulled her off towards an empty room and closed the blinds.
"You know you can't be here," he sighed and looked down.
"I know, but I had to talk to Will. We had a fight in the car and I.. I just needed to talk to him. Do you know where he is?" **************************************************************************** ************************************
Wiess left Vaughn's office just to see Vaughn pulling Sydney off to an empty room and closing the blinds.
What the hell is she doing here? He thought.
They left the door open just enough to see what they were doing. Wiess watched and listened as they spoke.
If Vaughn found out that he had listened in on their conversation, he would be dead and buried. **************************************************************************** ************************************
"Vaughn, I told Will that he had two choices. Either recruitment or the Witness Protection Program," She looked down at the floor.
Vaughn sighed and asked, "Did he say anything?" he looked up at her.
"No. He was pretty mad at me," she shook her head and looked up at Vaughn.
"Vaughn, I can't live with him in this life. If something happened to him, ----- I don't know what I'd do," a lone tear fell down her cheek.
He mover forward and wiped the tear from her cheek. Sydney took his hand in hers.
"Don't worry, I'll talk to him. I mean, I don't know how much good that will do after what happened. He may already have his mind set, but I'll see what I can do," his words were soothing to her.
Sydney nodded and gave his hand a kiss.
"Thank you," she whispered.
"Okay, well I have to go. I have a meeting with Devlin in ten minutes," at this she looked up at him.
"Don't worry. Everything's going to be fine. I'll talk to Will. Now, you need to go home and get some rest, okay? I'll call you later,"
Vaughn smiled at her and turned to leave when Sydney's hand grasped his from behind.
"Can you tell Will I'm really sorry about before?" she asked.
"Of course," he said with a smile and watched her leave.
A/N ~ Okay, this story has been pretty boring in my opinion so far, but it will start to pick up later, I promise! Just remember, the reviews make me write faster, so, review!! Lost of lurrrrve~ Kate