Title: Teach yourself Romanian
Author: Laurie Alexa Hamlin
Disclaimer: I don't own Alias. JJ Abrams, ABC
Summery: SD-6 has let loose a program in response to a new SD cell. Sloane takes it a step further when he discovers that Sydney is involved with the CIA.
Rating: PG to be safe
Feedback: When I get reviews I don't slaughter my friends because I ain't cranky. So if you don't do it for me do it for them. Please DollyponyH@aol.com
Sloane sat at the front of the table with the Alliance leaders. He listened to the mindless drone of the voices. It was all about the other SD cells. They had forgotten about Rambaldi. They had forgotten that SD-6 had collected more Rambaldi artifacts then any of the cells put together. They had forgotten that SD-6 was the best. Alain Christophe's voice broke through his mind.
"We are opening another SD cell."
Sloane almost choked.
"This cell will be located in Bucharest, Romania. In response to this addition, all SD agents and SD leaders will have to learn Romanian."
Alain called the meeting to an end. Sloane got up and left the building. He had a lot to think about. One more SD cell was going to mean more compition. Not right off the bat, but very soon it could mean the end of SD-6. He had to stop it. He was not going to be thrown out like a piece of garbage.
The next day
Sydney and Dixon sat across from each other and listened to Marshall's explanation of his new toy. Surprisingly Marshall hurried through his explanation, and left before he excused by Sloane.
Sloane cleared his throat. "Sydney, Dixon, before you go I would like to request that you stop by Marshall's office before you go. The CIA is opening another covert base in Bucharest, Romania. All agents of SD-6 are required to learn Romanian. Marshall has made up some CD's. You two will be the first to receive them. And Dixon, could you stay after?"
The warehouse
Sydney walked in to find Vaughn already there. Sydney didn't smile as he turned to face her. She sat down on the crate and opened her bag.
"They're opening another SD cell."
Vaughn sat down on his crate and closed his eyes. I'm not going to freak out. He told himself. If Sydney can be calm about this, I can too. Vaughn looked up and saw that Sydney wasn't that calm. She had tears in her eyes and was trying not to let them out. It broke his heart to see her cry. He reached for her hand, but her hand met his halfway.
"We were so close." She said.
The tears were starting to come, and Vaughn squeezed her hand. Sydney didn't deserve this. Neither of them deserved this. They had been working for over a year to take SD-6 and the Alliance down. This. this could take away that year and all of the years before if the cell became successful. It could all be over in a minute.
Sydney seemed to have gathered herself together and handed Vaughn the CD.
"Sloane wants us to use Romanian."
Vaughn nodded. "I'll have the CIA make a copy."
Marshall sat at his desk. It was past working hours, yet Marshall didn't notice. He was putting the finishing touches on the rest of the CDs. Sloane had asked him to make 100,000, all with one particular specific, the person using it would be brainwashed of any spying skills.
Marshall had protested. Well, as much as Marshall could, being so "socialy challenged." He didn't understand why he had to brain wash people. But, it was the CIA and they knew best.
He had put the CD in the pile when his laptop beeped. He walked over to it and saw a warning. Someone was copying the CD he had given Sydney. Marshall hurried to put a trace on it. Less then a second later Marshall had his answer. He was expecting the ever prepared Sydney to be copying her CD in case she misplaced it. But the site that he saw shocked him. The CIA field office was copying it. Why didn't Sloane tell him he needed an extra copy for the field office?
The next day he confronted him. "Uh.sir?" He asked.
Sloane glanced up and motioned Marshall in.
"Sir. uh. I was wondering why you. um. didn't. um. ask me to make a copy for the field office. I mean. I know you trust Sydney, but. I thought that I was going to be the only one to handle copying them." He said the last part in a rush. His courage was in the clouds. He needed to hurry or else he would lose it.
Sloane on the other hand was panicing. Why was the CIA field office copying the CD? Who gave the CD to them? Did he still have a mole in the agency?
"What CD was it, Marshall?" He asked. His voice was surprisingly not shaking.
"Oh. I thought I told you. it was uh. agent Sydney Bristow's."
Sloane almost jumped out of his seat. Sydney was his mole. How could she do this? In his opinion she was like a daughter to him. He knew he had to eliminate her. He was about to dismiss Marshall when he got an idea.
"Marshall, can you upload the brain washing thing into a CD that you don't have?"
That night Sydney sat in her pajamas as she installed the CD. Why did she have to learn another language? She thought her life was so complicated already. She just wanted all of this spy stuff to dissapear. The program was done installing. She pressed a button and she felt as if her mind was being drained.
The phone rang and she rushed to pick it up.
"Joey's pizza?"
Sydney started to talk, but then she realized that she didn't know what she was supposed to say. All she knew was that Vaughn was on the other side.
"Vaughn," she whispered. "I can't remember."
Author: Laurie Alexa Hamlin
Disclaimer: I don't own Alias. JJ Abrams, ABC
Summery: SD-6 has let loose a program in response to a new SD cell. Sloane takes it a step further when he discovers that Sydney is involved with the CIA.
Rating: PG to be safe
Feedback: When I get reviews I don't slaughter my friends because I ain't cranky. So if you don't do it for me do it for them. Please DollyponyH@aol.com
Sloane sat at the front of the table with the Alliance leaders. He listened to the mindless drone of the voices. It was all about the other SD cells. They had forgotten about Rambaldi. They had forgotten that SD-6 had collected more Rambaldi artifacts then any of the cells put together. They had forgotten that SD-6 was the best. Alain Christophe's voice broke through his mind.
"We are opening another SD cell."
Sloane almost choked.
"This cell will be located in Bucharest, Romania. In response to this addition, all SD agents and SD leaders will have to learn Romanian."
Alain called the meeting to an end. Sloane got up and left the building. He had a lot to think about. One more SD cell was going to mean more compition. Not right off the bat, but very soon it could mean the end of SD-6. He had to stop it. He was not going to be thrown out like a piece of garbage.
The next day
Sydney and Dixon sat across from each other and listened to Marshall's explanation of his new toy. Surprisingly Marshall hurried through his explanation, and left before he excused by Sloane.
Sloane cleared his throat. "Sydney, Dixon, before you go I would like to request that you stop by Marshall's office before you go. The CIA is opening another covert base in Bucharest, Romania. All agents of SD-6 are required to learn Romanian. Marshall has made up some CD's. You two will be the first to receive them. And Dixon, could you stay after?"
The warehouse
Sydney walked in to find Vaughn already there. Sydney didn't smile as he turned to face her. She sat down on the crate and opened her bag.
"They're opening another SD cell."
Vaughn sat down on his crate and closed his eyes. I'm not going to freak out. He told himself. If Sydney can be calm about this, I can too. Vaughn looked up and saw that Sydney wasn't that calm. She had tears in her eyes and was trying not to let them out. It broke his heart to see her cry. He reached for her hand, but her hand met his halfway.
"We were so close." She said.
The tears were starting to come, and Vaughn squeezed her hand. Sydney didn't deserve this. Neither of them deserved this. They had been working for over a year to take SD-6 and the Alliance down. This. this could take away that year and all of the years before if the cell became successful. It could all be over in a minute.
Sydney seemed to have gathered herself together and handed Vaughn the CD.
"Sloane wants us to use Romanian."
Vaughn nodded. "I'll have the CIA make a copy."
Marshall sat at his desk. It was past working hours, yet Marshall didn't notice. He was putting the finishing touches on the rest of the CDs. Sloane had asked him to make 100,000, all with one particular specific, the person using it would be brainwashed of any spying skills.
Marshall had protested. Well, as much as Marshall could, being so "socialy challenged." He didn't understand why he had to brain wash people. But, it was the CIA and they knew best.
He had put the CD in the pile when his laptop beeped. He walked over to it and saw a warning. Someone was copying the CD he had given Sydney. Marshall hurried to put a trace on it. Less then a second later Marshall had his answer. He was expecting the ever prepared Sydney to be copying her CD in case she misplaced it. But the site that he saw shocked him. The CIA field office was copying it. Why didn't Sloane tell him he needed an extra copy for the field office?
The next day he confronted him. "Uh.sir?" He asked.
Sloane glanced up and motioned Marshall in.
"Sir. uh. I was wondering why you. um. didn't. um. ask me to make a copy for the field office. I mean. I know you trust Sydney, but. I thought that I was going to be the only one to handle copying them." He said the last part in a rush. His courage was in the clouds. He needed to hurry or else he would lose it.
Sloane on the other hand was panicing. Why was the CIA field office copying the CD? Who gave the CD to them? Did he still have a mole in the agency?
"What CD was it, Marshall?" He asked. His voice was surprisingly not shaking.
"Oh. I thought I told you. it was uh. agent Sydney Bristow's."
Sloane almost jumped out of his seat. Sydney was his mole. How could she do this? In his opinion she was like a daughter to him. He knew he had to eliminate her. He was about to dismiss Marshall when he got an idea.
"Marshall, can you upload the brain washing thing into a CD that you don't have?"
That night Sydney sat in her pajamas as she installed the CD. Why did she have to learn another language? She thought her life was so complicated already. She just wanted all of this spy stuff to dissapear. The program was done installing. She pressed a button and she felt as if her mind was being drained.
The phone rang and she rushed to pick it up.
"Joey's pizza?"
Sydney started to talk, but then she realized that she didn't know what she was supposed to say. All she knew was that Vaughn was on the other side.
"Vaughn," she whispered. "I can't remember."