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: Sorry it's been so long.please forgive me!! Read and Review!! If you have any comments whatever, don't hesitate to email me: Ghanygirl1@aol.com
CHAPTER TWELVE
This was it. He was finally going in. Today was the day. He was meeting Jack outside SD-6, and they would go in together.
As he approached the building, he glanced at his watch. He was early, but he couldn't help it, he was too anxious. After a few minutes, Jack walked up to him.
"Ready?" he asked, wearing his usual scowl. Vaughn knew that Jack respected him, but he also knew that Jack didn't approve of his 'relationship' with Sydney. In return, Vaughn had the utmost respect for Jack. After all, he had won him a place in SD-6.
"Yes." Vaughn replied professionally.
Jack gave a curt nod and began to walk into the building. He led Jack into the 'executive elevator' that would take them to sub-level six of the building. The elevator doors opened and Vaughn was assaulted with a brilliant white light, followed by an intense infrared heat.
The door opened, and Vaughn looked into SD-6. What he saw surprised him. He hadn't really known what to expect, but he certainly thought it would be more than a dingy office with few stations. He surveyed the place, taking it all in.
They walked a little further into the office, and Sydney came up to greet them. Vaughn's heart leapt at the sight of her, but he managed to contain himself.
"Hi, Dad. Who's this?" she asked politely.
"Michael Vaughn, meet Sydney Bristow." He said. "Mr. Vaughn is a new recruit, and will hopefully be joining us here, at SD-6." He elaborated.
Sydney nodded, and reached to shake Vaughn's hand. "Nice to meet you." She said, smiling.
"You too." He replied. Sydney smiled and walked away to sit at her desk. She wanted to stay with Vaughn, but she knew that might look suspicious.
"Okay, Mr. Vaughn," Jack said, "come with me." Jack began to lead him down a hallway. "We need you to take a mandatory lie-detector test." Jack told him.
"Okay." Vaughn replied. This was the part that he was most nervous about. He knew this system, he had trained for it, and trained others, but McCullah was smart. Vaughn knew that Sydney had passed hers with flying colors, and yet she was still thought to be the mole.
Vaughn continued to follow Jack until they reached another elevator. The got on it and proceeded to go down further. When the doors opened, Vaughn was presented with a dank and dreary hallway. He followed Jack down the hallway, and into a small room. Vaughn looked around the room, noticing the large mirror on the wall, obviously a one way, and a chair that looked rather unappealing, with many wires hanging off of it.
A bald man, sitting a the desk rose to meet them. "Mr. McCullah, this is Mr. Vaughn. He is a new recruit here." Vaughn reached to shake McCullah's hand. McCullah looked at his hand for a moment before taking it.
"Nice to meet you." Vaughn said.
McCullah simply nodded.
"Find me upstairs when you're through." Jack said, leaving the room.
McCullah instructed Vaughn to sit in the chair, and proceeded to place flat, plastic circles with wires coming out of the on Vaughn's head. When he was done, he went over to his desk, sat down, and began typing on his computer. After several moments, he took out a notepad and looked at Vaughn.
"What is your name?" McCullah questioned.
"Michael Vaughn." McCullah glanced at the computer, scribbled something on his pad, and continued.
"What is your profession?"
"I am in training to be an operations officer for the CIA." Another glance and another scribble.
"How did you come across SD-6?"
"In my last weeks of training, Mr. Bristow told me that I had exceptional skills that could be more useful in a covert branch." Vaughn answered steadily.
The questions continued. Vaughn was prepared, for all of them, especially one in particular.
"Are you romantically interested in anyone?" McCullah asked. Vaughn made sure to look startled, knowing that his every reaction, real or fake, was showing up on the computer screen.
After a moment, he answered, "No," but he was concentrating very hard on Sydney, making sure that the test knew he was lying. McCullah looked at his computer and made a note on his pad. The only way that Vaughn knew there was a change in the results displayed on the computer was because McCullah hesitated a fraction of a second before taking his eyes away from the computer. If Vaughn 'lied' on a simple question that wasn't very important, then the rest of the questions would look more truthful.
There were only a few more questions after that, and then McCullah rose, and removed the wires from Vaughn's head.
McCullah began to walk out the door and motioned for Vaughn to follow him. They proceeded to go back into the main office area. He spotted Jack speaking with Sydney at her desk and walked over to them, while McCullah went in the opposite direction, towards Sloane's office.
McCullah approached the office and stood at the door a moment before Sloane waved him in. He took a seat in a chair and was quiet, waiting for Sloane to speak first.
"So?" Sloane asked.
"He's clean." He answered.
"Really?" Sloane mused.
"Very honest. Almost too honest. He answered every question truthfully. Except one." McCullah told him.
"Which one?" Sloane asked.
"Are you romantically interested in anyone?" McCullah told him.
Sloane smiled a bit. "Thank you. Why don't you send him in?" Sloane asked.
McCullah nodded and left the office, heading towards Vaughn.
Vaughn, Jack, and Sydney were still talking at Sydney's desk about mundane things; the weather, sports, restaurants, movies. McCullah approached them and looked at Vaughn.
"Mr. Sloane would like to see you." He told Vaughn. Vaughn nodded, and McCullah walked away. Vaughn looked at Sydney for a very brief moment, seeing in her eyes that she was wishing him good luck, and walked over to Sloane's office.
Sloane waved him into the office before he had even gotten close to the entry way.
Sloane stood as Vaughn walked into the office. "Mr. Vaughn, come in. I'm Arvin Sloane, director of SD-6." Sloane offered his hand, and Vaughn shook it firmly, smiling widely.
"It's wonderful to meet you. Mr. Bristow has told me great things about you and SD-6." Vaughn told him.
Sloane beamed. "Please, take a seat." He motioned for Vaughn to sit, and walked to the other side of the desk to sit in his chair.
"So, Mr. Vaughn, tell me a little bit about yourself." Sloane said.
"Well, I was born in France, where I lived until I was eight. My family moved to California. I went to Stanford, majored in business, graduated with honors. I worked in a small firm doing small business deals, contracts and such for two years, at which time I entered the CIA training program." Vaughn replied, glad that most of the was true.
"Why do you want to be a part of the CIA?" Sloane questioned.
"Above all, I am a patriot. I want to serve and protect my country in any way I can." Vaughn answered truthfully, after all, that is why he joined the CIA in the first place.
"Mr. Bristow tells me that you accelerated through your training unusually quickly." Sloane commented.
"Yes, that's true." Vaughn agreed.
Sloane simply nodded, looking at Vaughn. "Okay. I'm assuming that you would not be here unless you planned to take this job. Is this true?" he asked.
"Yes." Vaughn replied easily.
"Good. I'm going to put you into our training program, but since you were nearly finished with yours, and trade skills seem to come naturally to you, I'm only going to send you for three weeks, instead of six months." Sloane said, writing something down on a piece of paper. "Do you agree to this?"
Vaughn smiled widely, "Yes." He responded.
"Normally, agents would have to go through a much more extensive procedure before they are actually agents. But seeing as you've been hand picked by Jack Bristow, I am waving most of these formalities." Sloane told him. Vaughn nodded. "This also means that you will have to work even harder to prove yourself as an agent since you have less time." Sloane warned.
"Yes, sir." Vaughn replied.
Sloane nodded, jotting down some more notes. "Good. We'll arrange for you to start in the training program tomorrow morning. After three weeks, you'll come back, and we'll discuss your future here." Sloane said, rising out of his chair. Vaughn rose as well.
"Thank you." Vaughn said, reaching to shake Sloane's hand.
Sloane accepted his hand and nodded, "good luck," he said.
Vaughn turned and walked out of the office, towards Sydney's desk, where Jack was obviously waiting for him.
"I start a three-week training session in the morning." Vaughn told them. Sydney smiled widely, truly happy for him.
Jack nodded, and smiled slightly. "Okay. If you come back tomorrow morning with all of your things, you will be transported to the training facility in Sacramento." Jack explained.
Vaughn nodded. "Great. And thanks, Mr. Bristow, for everything." Vaughn said, grateful, but trying mostly to fit his character. Vaughn looked around quickly before departing. "Okay, I'll see you in the morning." He said to Jack. He looked quickly at Sydney, who smiled, before turning and leaving.
He remained very composed until he left the Credit Dauphine building. Once outside, he let out a huge sigh of relief, and smiled, realizing that he actually made it. He was officially going to be a part of the SD-6 team.
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: Sorry it's been so long.please forgive me!! Read and Review!! If you have any comments whatever, don't hesitate to email me: Ghanygirl1@aol.com
CHAPTER TWELVE
This was it. He was finally going in. Today was the day. He was meeting Jack outside SD-6, and they would go in together.
As he approached the building, he glanced at his watch. He was early, but he couldn't help it, he was too anxious. After a few minutes, Jack walked up to him.
"Ready?" he asked, wearing his usual scowl. Vaughn knew that Jack respected him, but he also knew that Jack didn't approve of his 'relationship' with Sydney. In return, Vaughn had the utmost respect for Jack. After all, he had won him a place in SD-6.
"Yes." Vaughn replied professionally.
Jack gave a curt nod and began to walk into the building. He led Jack into the 'executive elevator' that would take them to sub-level six of the building. The elevator doors opened and Vaughn was assaulted with a brilliant white light, followed by an intense infrared heat.
The door opened, and Vaughn looked into SD-6. What he saw surprised him. He hadn't really known what to expect, but he certainly thought it would be more than a dingy office with few stations. He surveyed the place, taking it all in.
They walked a little further into the office, and Sydney came up to greet them. Vaughn's heart leapt at the sight of her, but he managed to contain himself.
"Hi, Dad. Who's this?" she asked politely.
"Michael Vaughn, meet Sydney Bristow." He said. "Mr. Vaughn is a new recruit, and will hopefully be joining us here, at SD-6." He elaborated.
Sydney nodded, and reached to shake Vaughn's hand. "Nice to meet you." She said, smiling.
"You too." He replied. Sydney smiled and walked away to sit at her desk. She wanted to stay with Vaughn, but she knew that might look suspicious.
"Okay, Mr. Vaughn," Jack said, "come with me." Jack began to lead him down a hallway. "We need you to take a mandatory lie-detector test." Jack told him.
"Okay." Vaughn replied. This was the part that he was most nervous about. He knew this system, he had trained for it, and trained others, but McCullah was smart. Vaughn knew that Sydney had passed hers with flying colors, and yet she was still thought to be the mole.
Vaughn continued to follow Jack until they reached another elevator. The got on it and proceeded to go down further. When the doors opened, Vaughn was presented with a dank and dreary hallway. He followed Jack down the hallway, and into a small room. Vaughn looked around the room, noticing the large mirror on the wall, obviously a one way, and a chair that looked rather unappealing, with many wires hanging off of it.
A bald man, sitting a the desk rose to meet them. "Mr. McCullah, this is Mr. Vaughn. He is a new recruit here." Vaughn reached to shake McCullah's hand. McCullah looked at his hand for a moment before taking it.
"Nice to meet you." Vaughn said.
McCullah simply nodded.
"Find me upstairs when you're through." Jack said, leaving the room.
McCullah instructed Vaughn to sit in the chair, and proceeded to place flat, plastic circles with wires coming out of the on Vaughn's head. When he was done, he went over to his desk, sat down, and began typing on his computer. After several moments, he took out a notepad and looked at Vaughn.
"What is your name?" McCullah questioned.
"Michael Vaughn." McCullah glanced at the computer, scribbled something on his pad, and continued.
"What is your profession?"
"I am in training to be an operations officer for the CIA." Another glance and another scribble.
"How did you come across SD-6?"
"In my last weeks of training, Mr. Bristow told me that I had exceptional skills that could be more useful in a covert branch." Vaughn answered steadily.
The questions continued. Vaughn was prepared, for all of them, especially one in particular.
"Are you romantically interested in anyone?" McCullah asked. Vaughn made sure to look startled, knowing that his every reaction, real or fake, was showing up on the computer screen.
After a moment, he answered, "No," but he was concentrating very hard on Sydney, making sure that the test knew he was lying. McCullah looked at his computer and made a note on his pad. The only way that Vaughn knew there was a change in the results displayed on the computer was because McCullah hesitated a fraction of a second before taking his eyes away from the computer. If Vaughn 'lied' on a simple question that wasn't very important, then the rest of the questions would look more truthful.
There were only a few more questions after that, and then McCullah rose, and removed the wires from Vaughn's head.
McCullah began to walk out the door and motioned for Vaughn to follow him. They proceeded to go back into the main office area. He spotted Jack speaking with Sydney at her desk and walked over to them, while McCullah went in the opposite direction, towards Sloane's office.
McCullah approached the office and stood at the door a moment before Sloane waved him in. He took a seat in a chair and was quiet, waiting for Sloane to speak first.
"So?" Sloane asked.
"He's clean." He answered.
"Really?" Sloane mused.
"Very honest. Almost too honest. He answered every question truthfully. Except one." McCullah told him.
"Which one?" Sloane asked.
"Are you romantically interested in anyone?" McCullah told him.
Sloane smiled a bit. "Thank you. Why don't you send him in?" Sloane asked.
McCullah nodded and left the office, heading towards Vaughn.
Vaughn, Jack, and Sydney were still talking at Sydney's desk about mundane things; the weather, sports, restaurants, movies. McCullah approached them and looked at Vaughn.
"Mr. Sloane would like to see you." He told Vaughn. Vaughn nodded, and McCullah walked away. Vaughn looked at Sydney for a very brief moment, seeing in her eyes that she was wishing him good luck, and walked over to Sloane's office.
Sloane waved him into the office before he had even gotten close to the entry way.
Sloane stood as Vaughn walked into the office. "Mr. Vaughn, come in. I'm Arvin Sloane, director of SD-6." Sloane offered his hand, and Vaughn shook it firmly, smiling widely.
"It's wonderful to meet you. Mr. Bristow has told me great things about you and SD-6." Vaughn told him.
Sloane beamed. "Please, take a seat." He motioned for Vaughn to sit, and walked to the other side of the desk to sit in his chair.
"So, Mr. Vaughn, tell me a little bit about yourself." Sloane said.
"Well, I was born in France, where I lived until I was eight. My family moved to California. I went to Stanford, majored in business, graduated with honors. I worked in a small firm doing small business deals, contracts and such for two years, at which time I entered the CIA training program." Vaughn replied, glad that most of the was true.
"Why do you want to be a part of the CIA?" Sloane questioned.
"Above all, I am a patriot. I want to serve and protect my country in any way I can." Vaughn answered truthfully, after all, that is why he joined the CIA in the first place.
"Mr. Bristow tells me that you accelerated through your training unusually quickly." Sloane commented.
"Yes, that's true." Vaughn agreed.
Sloane simply nodded, looking at Vaughn. "Okay. I'm assuming that you would not be here unless you planned to take this job. Is this true?" he asked.
"Yes." Vaughn replied easily.
"Good. I'm going to put you into our training program, but since you were nearly finished with yours, and trade skills seem to come naturally to you, I'm only going to send you for three weeks, instead of six months." Sloane said, writing something down on a piece of paper. "Do you agree to this?"
Vaughn smiled widely, "Yes." He responded.
"Normally, agents would have to go through a much more extensive procedure before they are actually agents. But seeing as you've been hand picked by Jack Bristow, I am waving most of these formalities." Sloane told him. Vaughn nodded. "This also means that you will have to work even harder to prove yourself as an agent since you have less time." Sloane warned.
"Yes, sir." Vaughn replied.
Sloane nodded, jotting down some more notes. "Good. We'll arrange for you to start in the training program tomorrow morning. After three weeks, you'll come back, and we'll discuss your future here." Sloane said, rising out of his chair. Vaughn rose as well.
"Thank you." Vaughn said, reaching to shake Sloane's hand.
Sloane accepted his hand and nodded, "good luck," he said.
Vaughn turned and walked out of the office, towards Sydney's desk, where Jack was obviously waiting for him.
"I start a three-week training session in the morning." Vaughn told them. Sydney smiled widely, truly happy for him.
Jack nodded, and smiled slightly. "Okay. If you come back tomorrow morning with all of your things, you will be transported to the training facility in Sacramento." Jack explained.
Vaughn nodded. "Great. And thanks, Mr. Bristow, for everything." Vaughn said, grateful, but trying mostly to fit his character. Vaughn looked around quickly before departing. "Okay, I'll see you in the morning." He said to Jack. He looked quickly at Sydney, who smiled, before turning and leaving.
He remained very composed until he left the Credit Dauphine building. Once outside, he let out a huge sigh of relief, and smiled, realizing that he actually made it. He was officially going to be a part of the SD-6 team.