TITLE: Past
AUTHOR: Carrie
DISTRIBUTION: Anywhere, just let me know so I can visit
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Alias or any of the characters that appear on the show.
NOTE: this chapter is really short, but they'll get longer
CHAPTER TWO
Vaughn sat at his desk in the Joint Task Force office, trying to think of a plausible way for her to get out of her situation with the senator, and simultaneously waiting for her arrival. He wasn't sure which one was harder.
"Agent Bristow has been cleared for entry." He turned around to see an agent.
"Thank you." Vaughn said simply, getting up to meet Sydney.
He saw her walking in towards him. When she spotted him, she smiled, and he gratefully returned it.
"Hey." She said, taking a deep breath.
"Hey. You ready?" he asked, trying to keep their conversation very business like, especially after several agents had seen them hug the week before.
"Yeah." She replied, knowing that they couldn't really talk. "I'll see you when I get back." She took another deep breath and headed down the hallway to where she would see her mother.
She hated how flustered and nervous she became when in the presence of her mother. She had no control over it.
She went through one set of doors, and then another, finally getting to her mother's cell.
She stood at the window for a few moments, waiting for her mother to acknowledge her.
Irina was standing by the window, and was very aware of her daughter's presence. She slowly looked over, then sauntered to where Sydney was standing.
"Glad to see your back." Sydney said formally.
Irina nodded. "I have you to thank for that." She replied.
Sydney did her best to look unfazed by this comment.
"Why did you do it?" Irina asked
Sydney took a deep breath. "Because you are valuable to the CIA, and although you have done terrible things in your past, you haven't done anything to invalidate your agreement with the CIA, yet." Sydney finished, pleased with her answer.
Irina nodded, and waited for Sydney to speak again.
"Sloane will want to keep expanding SD-6 by taking over your contacts. We need to know who he will go to next so that we can get there first."
Irina nodded once again, and pretended to think. "Francois Cezanne. He has new technology involving satellite controlled missiles."
Sydney nodded, writing the name down on her pad of paper. "Where would we find designs or prototypes?"
"Rhone, France. He has an underground lab that uses club as its cover." Irina offered.
"Anything I should know?" Sydney asked.
"Cezanne is very paranoid. He has a large force of well-trained guards, and security cameras everywhere. He is a difficult target. I'm worried about you." Irina told her.
Inwardly, Sydney was thinking that her mother had no right to be worried, but she managed to stay professional. She finished writing on her pad, and then looked up. "No need." She said sharply, and turned around heading toward the bars.
"I'll never forget what you did for me Sydney." Irina said, just before Sydney left.
Sydney paused for a moment, but decided to continue on.
As she walked into the central workplace, her eyes automatically scanned the room for Vaughn. She spotted him sitting at his desk, staring into space. She couldn't believe that he even looked sexy when he was daydreaming.
She approached his desk, and he seemed to snap out of it. He looked at her with a questioning look on his face. "What did she say?"
"Francios Cezanne. Rhone, France. Apparently he's developing some sort of satellite-controlled missiles. The only thing she could offer me was that he is extremely paranoid, and he uses a night club as his front." Sydney said curtly, still recovering from her visit.
Vaughn sensed that she didn't really want to talk, and didn't press her about the details of her meeting. He made some quick notes and turned to Sydney.
"Okay, great. I'll get some people working on this and let you know." He replied.
Sydney nodded. "I'm exhausted. I'm gonna go." She said, almost feeling guilty for leaving Vaughn.
Vaughn nodded. "Okay, I'll contact you."
Sydney walked away and felt Vaughn's eyes on her the whole way. She desperately wanted to turn around and see if she was right. Despite the fact that she had to go on yet another life threatening mission, she was excited about the fact that she might get to work with Vaughn again. She knew that handlers usually didn't accompany their agents into the field, but Vaughn had been sent with her several times, and it could happen again. She couldn't remember how long it had been since she was actually excited for a mission.
AUTHOR: Carrie
DISTRIBUTION: Anywhere, just let me know so I can visit
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Alias or any of the characters that appear on the show.
NOTE: this chapter is really short, but they'll get longer
CHAPTER TWO
Vaughn sat at his desk in the Joint Task Force office, trying to think of a plausible way for her to get out of her situation with the senator, and simultaneously waiting for her arrival. He wasn't sure which one was harder.
"Agent Bristow has been cleared for entry." He turned around to see an agent.
"Thank you." Vaughn said simply, getting up to meet Sydney.
He saw her walking in towards him. When she spotted him, she smiled, and he gratefully returned it.
"Hey." She said, taking a deep breath.
"Hey. You ready?" he asked, trying to keep their conversation very business like, especially after several agents had seen them hug the week before.
"Yeah." She replied, knowing that they couldn't really talk. "I'll see you when I get back." She took another deep breath and headed down the hallway to where she would see her mother.
She hated how flustered and nervous she became when in the presence of her mother. She had no control over it.
She went through one set of doors, and then another, finally getting to her mother's cell.
She stood at the window for a few moments, waiting for her mother to acknowledge her.
Irina was standing by the window, and was very aware of her daughter's presence. She slowly looked over, then sauntered to where Sydney was standing.
"Glad to see your back." Sydney said formally.
Irina nodded. "I have you to thank for that." She replied.
Sydney did her best to look unfazed by this comment.
"Why did you do it?" Irina asked
Sydney took a deep breath. "Because you are valuable to the CIA, and although you have done terrible things in your past, you haven't done anything to invalidate your agreement with the CIA, yet." Sydney finished, pleased with her answer.
Irina nodded, and waited for Sydney to speak again.
"Sloane will want to keep expanding SD-6 by taking over your contacts. We need to know who he will go to next so that we can get there first."
Irina nodded once again, and pretended to think. "Francois Cezanne. He has new technology involving satellite controlled missiles."
Sydney nodded, writing the name down on her pad of paper. "Where would we find designs or prototypes?"
"Rhone, France. He has an underground lab that uses club as its cover." Irina offered.
"Anything I should know?" Sydney asked.
"Cezanne is very paranoid. He has a large force of well-trained guards, and security cameras everywhere. He is a difficult target. I'm worried about you." Irina told her.
Inwardly, Sydney was thinking that her mother had no right to be worried, but she managed to stay professional. She finished writing on her pad, and then looked up. "No need." She said sharply, and turned around heading toward the bars.
"I'll never forget what you did for me Sydney." Irina said, just before Sydney left.
Sydney paused for a moment, but decided to continue on.
As she walked into the central workplace, her eyes automatically scanned the room for Vaughn. She spotted him sitting at his desk, staring into space. She couldn't believe that he even looked sexy when he was daydreaming.
She approached his desk, and he seemed to snap out of it. He looked at her with a questioning look on his face. "What did she say?"
"Francios Cezanne. Rhone, France. Apparently he's developing some sort of satellite-controlled missiles. The only thing she could offer me was that he is extremely paranoid, and he uses a night club as his front." Sydney said curtly, still recovering from her visit.
Vaughn sensed that she didn't really want to talk, and didn't press her about the details of her meeting. He made some quick notes and turned to Sydney.
"Okay, great. I'll get some people working on this and let you know." He replied.
Sydney nodded. "I'm exhausted. I'm gonna go." She said, almost feeling guilty for leaving Vaughn.
Vaughn nodded. "Okay, I'll contact you."
Sydney walked away and felt Vaughn's eyes on her the whole way. She desperately wanted to turn around and see if she was right. Despite the fact that she had to go on yet another life threatening mission, she was excited about the fact that she might get to work with Vaughn again. She knew that handlers usually didn't accompany their agents into the field, but Vaughn had been sent with her several times, and it could happen again. She couldn't remember how long it had been since she was actually excited for a mission.