Still not sure this is worth writing, but I will try for a tad longer, love
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Chapter Three
Jack tried the usual ways of getting rid of someone but found they all failed, he glared, threw his shoulders back, crossed his legs and narrowed his eyes but the young boy continued to run for him. There was no way out either as if security was watching his and saw him do something unlike a child carer they could easily be sprung. He looked around as Sydney and Vaughn's voices rang out the number 20. Shannon had ten seconds to find a hiding place.
He reached Jack and looked at him meaningfully; Jack just shrugged and continued to glare. Shannon rolled his eyes in exasperation, obviously thinking the adult was acting dumb, and scurried behind his legs, pulling the full length coat Jack had on closed in front of him. Jack felt sick, this was the worst mission he'd ever been on, but, nonetheless, he held the coat shut, leaving the boy hidden quite perfectly.
Sydney opened her eyes as she reached thirty and turned to Vaughn, smiling at the entire situation, in all her wildest dreams which included Vaughn, and there were quite a few, none involved playing hide and seek with six children. Vaughn raised his eyebrows before turning to Jack who was now glaring about the room, a look of boredom and defiance on his face.
Sydney started with the kitchen, a throaty laugh escaping as she found Craig, face covered in jelly, sitting in the door way again. She picked him up with some trouble and carried him out to the room, sitting him down, a smug smile in place as he licked each finger until all traces of green were gone from his hands and instead on his face. She grinned, hands on her hips, looking at Vaughn as if asking him to find the next.
Jack just continued to look at them from where he sat. Vaughn wandered around for a while, finger to his lips quickly when he heard a faint sneeze. He grinned as he headed towards the chair under which Ivan was rubbing at his nose ferociously. "Got ya!" He said, bending over to look him in the eye. Ivan frowned, sure he had been going to win before crawling out and moving to join Craig, picking some of the jelly of the boy's face and putting it into his own mouth, this only earned another look of disgust from Jack.
Sydney sighed, wandering around, trying to find the remaining four children, "They're very good," she told Vaughn, her voice loud in the hopes she'd get a response, "They could all be spies when they grow up." She grinned at Vaughn before her emotions were dampened by a glare from her father.
Ivan perked up at her words, "I'm a spy," he told her, Sydney raised an eyebrow, "It's true," he said defiantly, "I work for the gubberment." Vaughn grinned, unknowingly sending Sydney weak at the knees.
A heavy sigh from the large boxes alerted them to another child. Chris had forgotten he was meant to be hiding and had chosen to roll his eyes at Ivan's stupidity. He shut his mouth quickly as he realised his mistake. "I hear another one," Sydney said.
Together they moved towards the large red box, knowing someone was inside but not sure how to open it. They circled it, Ivan and Craig's eyes watching them, surprised that they were about to find Chris. It was Vaughn who found the sliding side, a tiny crack forced him to realise, he motioned Sydney over and together they opened it, finding a very annoyed Chris sitting cross legged inside.
His immediate response was, "I don't think that's fair. Ivan gave me away."
Sydney shook her head, "Nope, you did." Already she was seeing Chris was a bossy spoilt child and it was unlikely she would put up with it for long. Vaughn grinned at Chris, shrugging before turning away, intent of finding the remaining children.
Five minutes later Emily and Jane had been found and were sitting in the centre of the room, waiting for Vaughn and Sydney to uncover the remaining hider. Jack had, for some unknown reason, adopted a smug smirk and while Emily was the only one to show any interest in his change in behaviour, Sydney soon realised there was something going on. She turned, exasperated having been unable to find the boy, "What?"
He shook his head, "Nothing."
Emily giggled, "I know where he is." Sydney's eyes narrowed as she watched Emily as she watched Jack.
"Where is he?" Sydney asked as Vaughn reappeared from the changing room, shaking his head to show that he still hadn't found him.
Emily shook her head, "That would be telling." Vaughn raised an eyebrow, at her defiance and looked to where her gaze fell directly on Jack.
Sydney had a good idea of where Shannon was but wasn't prepared to go and look, instead opting to see if she could bait him out, "Well, we're all done now, everyone is found except Shannon," she paused, looking for movement, "Now if Shannon would just come out of hiding we could give him his prize." She waited, seeing Jack's coat move in the slightest and a finger appear at his foot.
Jack sighed as the boy crawled out, the bait having worked, he looked for his prize. Vaughn pulled one of the remaining biscuits form his pocket and held it up, grinning. "Here you go," Shannon took it and greedily ate it, throwing glares he seemed to have contracted from Jack at the remaining five, hungry looking children.
An hour later, they had all eaten a meal, been read several stories and played a few more games and yet Jane and Ivan were the only one looking slightly tired, Sydney and Vaughn, on the other hand, were looking exhausted and were ready to abort the mission and go home to bed, late in the afternoon. Jack just watched them, slightly amused at their inability with children and becoming increasingly bored with the situation.
Vaughn was sitting down, back up against the wall as Sydney auctioned off the last two chocolate biscuits. "Okay, who ever goes to sleep first, gets the last two chocolate biscuits."
Chris shook his head, "But you can't eat when you are asleep," it was like he was the adult and Sydney was the child, "That's a stupid deal; you should make it the last one asleep gets the biscuits."
A few of the children responded with agreement but Sydney quickly changed the subject, "Well, don't you usually have an afternoon nap?"
Shannon answered from his spot on the mat, "Yes, but we had that earlier today. I'm not tired."
Sydney hung her head, this was ridiculous; why couldn't they have infiltrated the building acting as businessmen or janitors. "Well, what makes you tired?"
Ivan shrugged, obviously not knowing, but Emily tried to answer, "Running."
Vaughn answered his voice a little exasperated, "We've done running today and all you wanted to do was keep running."
Emily shrugged to say she had no idea why and Chris decided to answer, "I'm too old to sleep during the day."
Sydney shook her head, "No, you're not," she was seriously tired of the boy but was trying not to show it. "Everyone likes to sleep in the day." She paused, "it's only younger people like you who get to."
Craig looked up from the carrot he'd been eating, "You should tell us a different story," he took another bite, tiny bits of orange flying form his mouth as he spoke, "We all know thee books, we need a new story."
Sydney sighed and told them, "Have free time for a while." The children grinned at her and scattered as she made her way over to Vaughn. "You know any good stories?"
He shrugged, "Goldilocks, Cinderella, that's it."
Sydney's eyebrows rose, "You know Cinderella?"
He shrugged, "everyone knows it, My mom used to read it to me." Sydney smiled as Vaughn blushed. "Why don't you ask your dad?"
Sydney thought for a moment, "You think he might know a good one?"
Vaughn just shrugged again, "He's more educated than us in children. I mean at least he's had kids."
Sydney looked to where he was watching each of the children in turn, "May as well try." She told him, pushing herself up off the ground and walking over to him, "I don't suppose you would know any good stories?" he stared at her a minute, "They're never going to fall asleep."
He bit his lip for a moment, apparently thinking it over, "Your mother used to tell you a story," he bit out the words and almost couldn't stop himself from flinching back, knowing that she was right then sitting in her cell, "About a Russian princess." He stopped, looking to where Emily sat, her legs crossed, staring at the other children, "Do you remember it?"
Sydney shook her head, "Vaguely, not well enough to tell though."
Jack looked at her, "I'll tell them then, tell Mr Vaughn not to interrupt, you never know I might manage to get them to sleep." He glared at where Vaughn was watching them, "The trick is to have flow," he looked at Emily whose eyes were now focused on him, his voice dropped, "So neither of you should say anything."
Sydney nodded, wondering why he was agreeing to this but then realising he was truly looking at this as though it were a mission. She walked over to Vaughn and squatted down, "He's going to tell them a story my mom used to tell me," Vaughn's brow creased, obviously shocked that he would do such a thing, "I know," Sydney said to show she agreed, "But he agreed, I'm not complaining." Vaughn nodded, "All we have to do is being quiet and not move around too much."
"Right," Vaughn said, "Then we just sit back here and watch, simple as that." Sydney shrugged and nodded, "What's the story?"
"I can't remember it very well, but it's something about a Russian princess." Sydney moved to sit beside him, nodding to her father to begin, "She used to tell me it all the time, when her and dad put me to bed but I always fell asleep too quickly to remember the ending of much of the plot."
"Well, if it put you to sleep, I reckon we have a chance," he smiled at her and looked up to watch Jack as he stood up.
"Come and sit on the mat," Jack told them, "Make yourselves comfortable with lots of space," surprisingly the children didn't argue, coming together to sit or lie in front of Jack, each with their backs to Sydney and Vaughn.
This is really boring, I realise that, but I have no idea why I am writing it. And it isn't proofed cause I'm rushing to update everything cause it is possibly my last day on the PC for a while.
Chapter Three
Jack tried the usual ways of getting rid of someone but found they all failed, he glared, threw his shoulders back, crossed his legs and narrowed his eyes but the young boy continued to run for him. There was no way out either as if security was watching his and saw him do something unlike a child carer they could easily be sprung. He looked around as Sydney and Vaughn's voices rang out the number 20. Shannon had ten seconds to find a hiding place.
He reached Jack and looked at him meaningfully; Jack just shrugged and continued to glare. Shannon rolled his eyes in exasperation, obviously thinking the adult was acting dumb, and scurried behind his legs, pulling the full length coat Jack had on closed in front of him. Jack felt sick, this was the worst mission he'd ever been on, but, nonetheless, he held the coat shut, leaving the boy hidden quite perfectly.
Sydney opened her eyes as she reached thirty and turned to Vaughn, smiling at the entire situation, in all her wildest dreams which included Vaughn, and there were quite a few, none involved playing hide and seek with six children. Vaughn raised his eyebrows before turning to Jack who was now glaring about the room, a look of boredom and defiance on his face.
Sydney started with the kitchen, a throaty laugh escaping as she found Craig, face covered in jelly, sitting in the door way again. She picked him up with some trouble and carried him out to the room, sitting him down, a smug smile in place as he licked each finger until all traces of green were gone from his hands and instead on his face. She grinned, hands on her hips, looking at Vaughn as if asking him to find the next.
Jack just continued to look at them from where he sat. Vaughn wandered around for a while, finger to his lips quickly when he heard a faint sneeze. He grinned as he headed towards the chair under which Ivan was rubbing at his nose ferociously. "Got ya!" He said, bending over to look him in the eye. Ivan frowned, sure he had been going to win before crawling out and moving to join Craig, picking some of the jelly of the boy's face and putting it into his own mouth, this only earned another look of disgust from Jack.
Sydney sighed, wandering around, trying to find the remaining four children, "They're very good," she told Vaughn, her voice loud in the hopes she'd get a response, "They could all be spies when they grow up." She grinned at Vaughn before her emotions were dampened by a glare from her father.
Ivan perked up at her words, "I'm a spy," he told her, Sydney raised an eyebrow, "It's true," he said defiantly, "I work for the gubberment." Vaughn grinned, unknowingly sending Sydney weak at the knees.
A heavy sigh from the large boxes alerted them to another child. Chris had forgotten he was meant to be hiding and had chosen to roll his eyes at Ivan's stupidity. He shut his mouth quickly as he realised his mistake. "I hear another one," Sydney said.
Together they moved towards the large red box, knowing someone was inside but not sure how to open it. They circled it, Ivan and Craig's eyes watching them, surprised that they were about to find Chris. It was Vaughn who found the sliding side, a tiny crack forced him to realise, he motioned Sydney over and together they opened it, finding a very annoyed Chris sitting cross legged inside.
His immediate response was, "I don't think that's fair. Ivan gave me away."
Sydney shook her head, "Nope, you did." Already she was seeing Chris was a bossy spoilt child and it was unlikely she would put up with it for long. Vaughn grinned at Chris, shrugging before turning away, intent of finding the remaining children.
Five minutes later Emily and Jane had been found and were sitting in the centre of the room, waiting for Vaughn and Sydney to uncover the remaining hider. Jack had, for some unknown reason, adopted a smug smirk and while Emily was the only one to show any interest in his change in behaviour, Sydney soon realised there was something going on. She turned, exasperated having been unable to find the boy, "What?"
He shook his head, "Nothing."
Emily giggled, "I know where he is." Sydney's eyes narrowed as she watched Emily as she watched Jack.
"Where is he?" Sydney asked as Vaughn reappeared from the changing room, shaking his head to show that he still hadn't found him.
Emily shook her head, "That would be telling." Vaughn raised an eyebrow, at her defiance and looked to where her gaze fell directly on Jack.
Sydney had a good idea of where Shannon was but wasn't prepared to go and look, instead opting to see if she could bait him out, "Well, we're all done now, everyone is found except Shannon," she paused, looking for movement, "Now if Shannon would just come out of hiding we could give him his prize." She waited, seeing Jack's coat move in the slightest and a finger appear at his foot.
Jack sighed as the boy crawled out, the bait having worked, he looked for his prize. Vaughn pulled one of the remaining biscuits form his pocket and held it up, grinning. "Here you go," Shannon took it and greedily ate it, throwing glares he seemed to have contracted from Jack at the remaining five, hungry looking children.
An hour later, they had all eaten a meal, been read several stories and played a few more games and yet Jane and Ivan were the only one looking slightly tired, Sydney and Vaughn, on the other hand, were looking exhausted and were ready to abort the mission and go home to bed, late in the afternoon. Jack just watched them, slightly amused at their inability with children and becoming increasingly bored with the situation.
Vaughn was sitting down, back up against the wall as Sydney auctioned off the last two chocolate biscuits. "Okay, who ever goes to sleep first, gets the last two chocolate biscuits."
Chris shook his head, "But you can't eat when you are asleep," it was like he was the adult and Sydney was the child, "That's a stupid deal; you should make it the last one asleep gets the biscuits."
A few of the children responded with agreement but Sydney quickly changed the subject, "Well, don't you usually have an afternoon nap?"
Shannon answered from his spot on the mat, "Yes, but we had that earlier today. I'm not tired."
Sydney hung her head, this was ridiculous; why couldn't they have infiltrated the building acting as businessmen or janitors. "Well, what makes you tired?"
Ivan shrugged, obviously not knowing, but Emily tried to answer, "Running."
Vaughn answered his voice a little exasperated, "We've done running today and all you wanted to do was keep running."
Emily shrugged to say she had no idea why and Chris decided to answer, "I'm too old to sleep during the day."
Sydney shook her head, "No, you're not," she was seriously tired of the boy but was trying not to show it. "Everyone likes to sleep in the day." She paused, "it's only younger people like you who get to."
Craig looked up from the carrot he'd been eating, "You should tell us a different story," he took another bite, tiny bits of orange flying form his mouth as he spoke, "We all know thee books, we need a new story."
Sydney sighed and told them, "Have free time for a while." The children grinned at her and scattered as she made her way over to Vaughn. "You know any good stories?"
He shrugged, "Goldilocks, Cinderella, that's it."
Sydney's eyebrows rose, "You know Cinderella?"
He shrugged, "everyone knows it, My mom used to read it to me." Sydney smiled as Vaughn blushed. "Why don't you ask your dad?"
Sydney thought for a moment, "You think he might know a good one?"
Vaughn just shrugged again, "He's more educated than us in children. I mean at least he's had kids."
Sydney looked to where he was watching each of the children in turn, "May as well try." She told him, pushing herself up off the ground and walking over to him, "I don't suppose you would know any good stories?" he stared at her a minute, "They're never going to fall asleep."
He bit his lip for a moment, apparently thinking it over, "Your mother used to tell you a story," he bit out the words and almost couldn't stop himself from flinching back, knowing that she was right then sitting in her cell, "About a Russian princess." He stopped, looking to where Emily sat, her legs crossed, staring at the other children, "Do you remember it?"
Sydney shook her head, "Vaguely, not well enough to tell though."
Jack looked at her, "I'll tell them then, tell Mr Vaughn not to interrupt, you never know I might manage to get them to sleep." He glared at where Vaughn was watching them, "The trick is to have flow," he looked at Emily whose eyes were now focused on him, his voice dropped, "So neither of you should say anything."
Sydney nodded, wondering why he was agreeing to this but then realising he was truly looking at this as though it were a mission. She walked over to Vaughn and squatted down, "He's going to tell them a story my mom used to tell me," Vaughn's brow creased, obviously shocked that he would do such a thing, "I know," Sydney said to show she agreed, "But he agreed, I'm not complaining." Vaughn nodded, "All we have to do is being quiet and not move around too much."
"Right," Vaughn said, "Then we just sit back here and watch, simple as that." Sydney shrugged and nodded, "What's the story?"
"I can't remember it very well, but it's something about a Russian princess." Sydney moved to sit beside him, nodding to her father to begin, "She used to tell me it all the time, when her and dad put me to bed but I always fell asleep too quickly to remember the ending of much of the plot."
"Well, if it put you to sleep, I reckon we have a chance," he smiled at her and looked up to watch Jack as he stood up.
"Come and sit on the mat," Jack told them, "Make yourselves comfortable with lots of space," surprisingly the children didn't argue, coming together to sit or lie in front of Jack, each with their backs to Sydney and Vaughn.
This is really boring, I realise that, but I have no idea why I am writing it. And it isn't proofed cause I'm rushing to update everything cause it is possibly my last day on the PC for a while.