[Author's Note]:: yes...yes. i know, LONG TIME no write. sorry. but...when writers block and a stupid research paper gets in the way...what can you do?! i wanna say thanx to the last 3 people who reviewed my story. you know who u are. and...since they asked for more...here you have it. its not much...but...i hope it's enough. i`ll try and work on it during my xmas break. soO...hows everyone enjoying the new season?? remember:: this story was written BEFORE we knew who Syd's mom was, and what she was like. so, please dont review and say..."irina's not like that!" im trying to "accomodate" irina's character. and also...please tell me if they're "out of character." if they are...TELL ME. well, with that said.....ON WE GO!!! HAPPY READING!!! DON'T FORGET TO R &R!!! `=D
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In China, she was practically by herself. She only had a backup crew working in a van parked behind the building where the file was kept. Dixon had gone on a short vacation with his family. The files were inside a safe that required more than one code to get into.
After about 10 minutes of getting the codes, the safe door opened, and she took the files. From there, she made copies of the file on the computer that was there. After copying the files, she hid the CIA's copy inside her bag. While SD-6's copy she put in her pocket. She shut the computer down, and headed for the door. Except, there was a BIG surprise in store for her.
"Ohh..bad girl." a voice replied.
"Mom?!"
"You have something that belongs to me."
"Like what? Your blood?" she spat.
"No. Something else." She gave her daughter a hard look. "Give me the disk Sydney."
"You're gonna have to fight for it. MOTHER."
"Fine." And, she kicked Sydney straight in the head. Sydney was knocked unconcious. Hours later, she awoke and found herself still in her disguise, and still on the same hardwood floor. She stood up, remembering what happened. She then checked her pocket and her bag. The SD-6 copy was gone, and she no longer had the access code to the computer. Her com-link to the van was disabled, and everything had gone quiet. Walking out of the room, she scanned the hallway, making sure it was safe. When she got outside, she seached for the van, but it wasn't there anymore.
"Great. Up the creek without a paddle." she muttered to herself.
"Maybe I can help you," said a voice behind her. She rolled her eyes.
"Probably some jerk who wants to-" she thought. She turned around to see...
"VAUGHN?!" He smiled.
"Hey."
"What are you doing here?"
"Weiss called me and said that he couldn't track you. What happened?"
She sighed. "My mom caught me, and she knocked me unconcious, and stole the SD-6 copy of the file."
"What about the CIA copy?"
"I still have it. That's the weird part." She took it out of her bag, and handed it to him.
"Maybe your mom's ALSO trying to take down SD-6."
"I hope so. But, that doesn't mean we're on the same side."
"I know." There was an awkward silence for a moment. "Hey," he spoke.
"What do you say we have something to eat?"
"Why? Know any good restaurants here?" she teased.
"Well...yeah." She laughed.
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In China, she was practically by herself. She only had a backup crew working in a van parked behind the building where the file was kept. Dixon had gone on a short vacation with his family. The files were inside a safe that required more than one code to get into.
After about 10 minutes of getting the codes, the safe door opened, and she took the files. From there, she made copies of the file on the computer that was there. After copying the files, she hid the CIA's copy inside her bag. While SD-6's copy she put in her pocket. She shut the computer down, and headed for the door. Except, there was a BIG surprise in store for her.
"Ohh..bad girl." a voice replied.
"Mom?!"
"You have something that belongs to me."
"Like what? Your blood?" she spat.
"No. Something else." She gave her daughter a hard look. "Give me the disk Sydney."
"You're gonna have to fight for it. MOTHER."
"Fine." And, she kicked Sydney straight in the head. Sydney was knocked unconcious. Hours later, she awoke and found herself still in her disguise, and still on the same hardwood floor. She stood up, remembering what happened. She then checked her pocket and her bag. The SD-6 copy was gone, and she no longer had the access code to the computer. Her com-link to the van was disabled, and everything had gone quiet. Walking out of the room, she scanned the hallway, making sure it was safe. When she got outside, she seached for the van, but it wasn't there anymore.
"Great. Up the creek without a paddle." she muttered to herself.
"Maybe I can help you," said a voice behind her. She rolled her eyes.
"Probably some jerk who wants to-" she thought. She turned around to see...
"VAUGHN?!" He smiled.
"Hey."
"What are you doing here?"
"Weiss called me and said that he couldn't track you. What happened?"
She sighed. "My mom caught me, and she knocked me unconcious, and stole the SD-6 copy of the file."
"What about the CIA copy?"
"I still have it. That's the weird part." She took it out of her bag, and handed it to him.
"Maybe your mom's ALSO trying to take down SD-6."
"I hope so. But, that doesn't mean we're on the same side."
"I know." There was an awkward silence for a moment. "Hey," he spoke.
"What do you say we have something to eat?"
"Why? Know any good restaurants here?" she teased.
"Well...yeah." She laughed.