A/N~ Okay guys, I've been waiting for the angry mob to arrive at my front
door with pitch forks, and rotten food to throw at me. I know I haven't
updated in AGES, and for that, I apologize. The fan fiction I started for
my friend made it up to chapter nine, but then, I ran out of time, and I
had to got to her party. I will post that one if you want me to. This year
has been insanely crazy and I have been to busy to sit down. Well, I've
almost forgotten where this thing is going, so I'll be taking it slow the
next couple chapters so the info can some back to me. Anyway, in this chap,
they'll get briefed on their mission and stuff like that. Here we go.
Chapter 14 The Debriefing
Sydney stared at the monitor in front of her. She couldn't believe that they would be posing as a couple. She tried to clear her head of all her. interesting thoughts and study the picture before her.
It was of a man that looked Italian, not French. His name sounded Italian too. He had tanned skin and dark hair. He was maybe 6'1".
Someone saying her name broke her out of her thoughts.
"Sydney?" her father said.
She looked up at him.
He was just checking to see if she was paying attention. He continued.
"You and Mr. Vaughn will be in France for a week, building up your aliases. Sydney, you are Rebecca White, and Mr. Vaughn, you are Greg White. You both work in real estate and are visiting from New York," he gave them each a black envelope containing the rest of their information.
"What exactly are we going to this party for?" Sydney asked concerned.
"Well, we believe that Mr. Azzouni is in possession of yet another Rimbaldi artifact. This time the artifact is a series of symbols carved into the bottom of a vase in his office," Jack informed the group.
"This is basically and in and out operation, besides the fact that you will be there for a week. On the night of the party, I will fly in to cause your distraction so you can get to the safe. Any questions?" he looked from one agent to the next.
The atmosphere of the room seemed to be tense and confused. This new agent had not been expected to anyone at the office, and Sydney was not looking forward to the rumors that would no doubt begin to circulate once she and Vaughn disappeared for a week.
She took the folder in her hand and looked at her father and then Marshall with a smile.
"Marshall, you will give Vaughn and Sydney the op-tech in your office. But before you do I need to see the two of you," he said looking at Sydney and Vaughn.
Marshall gave the three a nervous smile and quickly exited the conference room. The silence in the room became unbearable and Jack said, "Would you two join me in my office for a moment?"
They got up and followed Jack into Sloane's office. When they sat down, Jack handed them each two more black folders and took our the pen once again.
"This is another assignment you will be completing while you are in France. I cannot give you the details here. All I can tell you is that it involves the Alliance. Your flight leaves in two hours. You should get your op-tech from Marshall now," Jack concluded. Sydney was worried about her father. He was being way more than professional right now. The never-ending concerned look on his face told her that something was bothering him. But she certainly didn't have the time to talk to her father.
She and Vaughn left Sloane's office and walked to Marshall's office. They stopped briefly at Sydney's desk so she could drop off her mission papers.
As they were walking to Marshall's office Vaughn said quietly, "I grew up in France you know."
Sydney looked at him in awe. "No I didn't," she smiled. "You'll have to show me the sights then Mr. White."
"If I can remember," he laughed. The entered Marshall's office and saw him hunched over yet another gadget. Sydney cleared her throat and Marshall spun around in surprise, only Sydney and Vaughn were more surprised. He was wearing huge goggles that practically covered his entire face.
Marshall smiled in embarrassment. "You gotta--- you know--- be safe and all." He ripped off the goggles and put them on his desk.
Ten minutes later they got our of Marshall's office and headed towards Vaughn's desk. His was facing her, but was a few rows in front of her.
Vaughn turned and looked at her. "I'll see you at the airport," he smiled.
"Yeah," she said, looking into his eyes. A week in France. Alone. With Vaughn. So what if they were being different people? Two married people. Two married people that were married to each other. This was definitely going to be a week to remember.
A/N~ Okay, so this was a boring chapter. I know, my whole story line has died and gone down stairs (if you know what I mean!!) I would like to thank you all for being great readers, and reviewing my story, but I hate to admit that I might let this story die a painless death. If you all wouldn't mind, I think I'm gonna give up on it. But if you want me to continue, let me know and I'll do it for you guys!! Thanks!!!!
Chapter 14 The Debriefing
Sydney stared at the monitor in front of her. She couldn't believe that they would be posing as a couple. She tried to clear her head of all her. interesting thoughts and study the picture before her.
It was of a man that looked Italian, not French. His name sounded Italian too. He had tanned skin and dark hair. He was maybe 6'1".
Someone saying her name broke her out of her thoughts.
"Sydney?" her father said.
She looked up at him.
He was just checking to see if she was paying attention. He continued.
"You and Mr. Vaughn will be in France for a week, building up your aliases. Sydney, you are Rebecca White, and Mr. Vaughn, you are Greg White. You both work in real estate and are visiting from New York," he gave them each a black envelope containing the rest of their information.
"What exactly are we going to this party for?" Sydney asked concerned.
"Well, we believe that Mr. Azzouni is in possession of yet another Rimbaldi artifact. This time the artifact is a series of symbols carved into the bottom of a vase in his office," Jack informed the group.
"This is basically and in and out operation, besides the fact that you will be there for a week. On the night of the party, I will fly in to cause your distraction so you can get to the safe. Any questions?" he looked from one agent to the next.
The atmosphere of the room seemed to be tense and confused. This new agent had not been expected to anyone at the office, and Sydney was not looking forward to the rumors that would no doubt begin to circulate once she and Vaughn disappeared for a week.
She took the folder in her hand and looked at her father and then Marshall with a smile.
"Marshall, you will give Vaughn and Sydney the op-tech in your office. But before you do I need to see the two of you," he said looking at Sydney and Vaughn.
Marshall gave the three a nervous smile and quickly exited the conference room. The silence in the room became unbearable and Jack said, "Would you two join me in my office for a moment?"
They got up and followed Jack into Sloane's office. When they sat down, Jack handed them each two more black folders and took our the pen once again.
"This is another assignment you will be completing while you are in France. I cannot give you the details here. All I can tell you is that it involves the Alliance. Your flight leaves in two hours. You should get your op-tech from Marshall now," Jack concluded. Sydney was worried about her father. He was being way more than professional right now. The never-ending concerned look on his face told her that something was bothering him. But she certainly didn't have the time to talk to her father.
She and Vaughn left Sloane's office and walked to Marshall's office. They stopped briefly at Sydney's desk so she could drop off her mission papers.
As they were walking to Marshall's office Vaughn said quietly, "I grew up in France you know."
Sydney looked at him in awe. "No I didn't," she smiled. "You'll have to show me the sights then Mr. White."
"If I can remember," he laughed. The entered Marshall's office and saw him hunched over yet another gadget. Sydney cleared her throat and Marshall spun around in surprise, only Sydney and Vaughn were more surprised. He was wearing huge goggles that practically covered his entire face.
Marshall smiled in embarrassment. "You gotta--- you know--- be safe and all." He ripped off the goggles and put them on his desk.
Ten minutes later they got our of Marshall's office and headed towards Vaughn's desk. His was facing her, but was a few rows in front of her.
Vaughn turned and looked at her. "I'll see you at the airport," he smiled.
"Yeah," she said, looking into his eyes. A week in France. Alone. With Vaughn. So what if they were being different people? Two married people. Two married people that were married to each other. This was definitely going to be a week to remember.
A/N~ Okay, so this was a boring chapter. I know, my whole story line has died and gone down stairs (if you know what I mean!!) I would like to thank you all for being great readers, and reviewing my story, but I hate to admit that I might let this story die a painless death. If you all wouldn't mind, I think I'm gonna give up on it. But if you want me to continue, let me know and I'll do it for you guys!! Thanks!!!!