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Chapter 2-The Mission Begins
Silently exiting the room, Sydney and Vaughn head toward their destinations.
"Ok, I'll be in the security room to be able to tell you when Sloane is coming." Vaughn informs Sydney.
"Ok." she said quickly, giving him a reassuring smile. "See you soon." and with that, she turned and ran down the hall way to the room.
She reached the door leading into the room and took out the piece of paper with the code on it. She studies it for a moment and enters it into the key pad. The green light goes on and she opens the door.
Once the door was completely open, Sydney was able to see the contents of the room. The walls were completely white and the metal tables held nothing but papers and a few boxes scattered around. She heard someone walking down the hall and assumed it to be the man carrying the brief case. Looking around desperately, she locates a closet and ran over to open it. After opening it, she moved a few lab coats out of the way and attempted to find enough space for her. After fumbling around for a few seconds with the door, she finally got it shut and quietly waited.
A what seemed to be middle-aged man walked in. Through the small opening in the spaces between the door and closet, Sydney could see him move a few papers around and put the brief case in his hand unto the table. He opened the brief case and walked toward the closet. Praying that he wouldn't open it, Sydney leans her back against the closet wall. Holding her breath, she watched him move some more papers around and a slight smile crossed his face. The man turned around so that his back was shown to Sydney. She remembered the mission's main task, and forced herself to be daring and slightly open the door some more. Hearing the slight creak, the man turned around quickly to see Sydney swing the door wide open and duck as he went in to hit her across the face. She pushed the man back and got out of the closet. Moments later, Sydney successfully takes the man down and retrieves the brief case. But only to hear another person walking quickly down the hall. She then heard Vaughn quickly call to her.
"Syd! Better hurry it up, Sloane is heading straight towards you!" Vaughn warned.
"Gotcha." Sydney replied.
Without enough time get into the closet, Sydney races to a small unused part of the room which was well hidden, with the fact that no light reached the corner. To Sydney's disappointment, Sloane walked in. He saw the man on the floor and quickly left the room, as he reached for his cell-phone. Sydney left the room after making sure he was gone and ran towards the point where Vaughn and Sydney agreed to meet. She saw him waiting impatiently and gave him a reassuring smile.
They entered the opera stage and found their seats quickly. Though just in time to see the man shake his head in disbelief with the fact that he fell asleep. He looked around to be sure no one witnessed his mistake and regained his composure.
Sydney leaned back in her seat to watch Vaughn do the same. The rest of the opera went without any disturbances.
The opera ended and the two of them quietly exited the house to find their car waiting.
Sydney sat behind the passenger seat of their rental Lincoln XL (sorry if that's a wrong car, haha, im not good with cars) looking out the window watching the rain pour. Vaughn looked over at her with a slight smile. She looks so peaceful, he thought to himself, at the same time surprising himself with the thought. He knew he loved her. He had loved her ever since he saw her walking to him the very first time they met. Sydney looked over at him, noticing the silence between them. She had been thinking of Vaughn, as he thought of her. She loved him as well, but she just didn't know the feelings were like-wise. She smiled at him, and like always, he felt his heart skip a beat. He smiled back, though bigger then his previous slight smile.
"Why are you smiling so much?" Sydney asked with a small giggle.
Vaughn finally noticed what he was doing and snapped out of his trance. "Oh, haha. Sorry, I was just thinking of something." he said, trying to regain his slightly damaged dignity. He hoped that she hadn't paid too much attention to it, but she, of course, did.
"Ok.. Well it's the second time you did that. Is there that much to look at?"
"Well, yeah. Actually, there is a lot I love to look at." Realizing what he said, he wished he could take back the words he without knowing, had said.
"Is there anything certain you love to look at?" Sydney questioned him, mentally hoping it was what she secretly wanted him to say.
"Just the scenery." he stated flatly, hoping it would stop Sydney from asking questions about it. Its not like he didn't like it, it just made him feel uncomfortable and he felt like he could snap and tell her everything he thought of her. Which, would have definitely made their mission a very interesting one in deed.
"Oh, alright." Sydney said, hoping he didn't notice the disappointment in her voice.
The rest of the ride was silent for the most part, except for the small conversation they had over the sudden snow fall which didn't surprise anyone, with the fact that they were in Moscow. The conversation didn't bring much out as the previous one did, but it sure did break the awkward silence. Sydney couldn't help but think of Vaughn while they unloaded their things from the trunk and head to the plane. Vaughn to, couldn't stop from thinking of Sydney and how he almost spilled his feelings for her right then and there. They gave each other a smile and said simple goodbyes to each other, as they went to their separate planes. They both, unknowingly, longed for each other in the back of their minds, and hoped the planes bringing them back were the same.
~Back in L.A~
Jack approaches Sydney with a concerned look.
"Sydney, follow me." he directed.
Without saying a word, she obeyed and quickened her pace to follow next to him.
"The brief case you and Vaughn gained will not open. But Marshall is working now to do so." Jack told her as they headed into Marshall's office.
"Hello Sydney." Marshall greeted her with a warm smile.
"Hi Marshall." Sydney replied, returning the smile.
"I am on a roll lately." Marshall stated proudly. "I've re-routed the main program in each and every computer here in one day, created a new, and if I do say so myself, very cool new lock opener, AND to top everything off, open an almost impossible to open brief case. See, the person who made this brief case is very very good. This has to be a one-of-a-kind case. It must contain very important details to."
"Ok, so where is the case now?" asked Sydney.
"It is…right…here." replies Marshall, handing it over to an awaiting Jack.
"Good job." he says to Marshall, and walks away.
Sydney gives Marshall a quick smile, and walks away, as he returns to his desk to work on some other new gadgets he had thought of.
Glancing at her watch, Sydney noticed it was time for her to finally go home. Even though they had only spent a few hours in Moscow, each mission Sydney went on, seemed to last forever.
She gladly walked out of the building, as Sloane was not there to start another conversation with Sydney. Reaching her car, she took out her keys and unlocked the door, stopping mid-way when her cell-phone rang, catching Sydney by surprise.
"Hello?" Sydney says plainly.
"Hey." a mans voice returned. Sydney immediately knew who it was, even without looking at the caller-id. Its was Vaughn.
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Chapter 2-The Mission Begins
Silently exiting the room, Sydney and Vaughn head toward their destinations.
"Ok, I'll be in the security room to be able to tell you when Sloane is coming." Vaughn informs Sydney.
"Ok." she said quickly, giving him a reassuring smile. "See you soon." and with that, she turned and ran down the hall way to the room.
She reached the door leading into the room and took out the piece of paper with the code on it. She studies it for a moment and enters it into the key pad. The green light goes on and she opens the door.
Once the door was completely open, Sydney was able to see the contents of the room. The walls were completely white and the metal tables held nothing but papers and a few boxes scattered around. She heard someone walking down the hall and assumed it to be the man carrying the brief case. Looking around desperately, she locates a closet and ran over to open it. After opening it, she moved a few lab coats out of the way and attempted to find enough space for her. After fumbling around for a few seconds with the door, she finally got it shut and quietly waited.
A what seemed to be middle-aged man walked in. Through the small opening in the spaces between the door and closet, Sydney could see him move a few papers around and put the brief case in his hand unto the table. He opened the brief case and walked toward the closet. Praying that he wouldn't open it, Sydney leans her back against the closet wall. Holding her breath, she watched him move some more papers around and a slight smile crossed his face. The man turned around so that his back was shown to Sydney. She remembered the mission's main task, and forced herself to be daring and slightly open the door some more. Hearing the slight creak, the man turned around quickly to see Sydney swing the door wide open and duck as he went in to hit her across the face. She pushed the man back and got out of the closet. Moments later, Sydney successfully takes the man down and retrieves the brief case. But only to hear another person walking quickly down the hall. She then heard Vaughn quickly call to her.
"Syd! Better hurry it up, Sloane is heading straight towards you!" Vaughn warned.
"Gotcha." Sydney replied.
Without enough time get into the closet, Sydney races to a small unused part of the room which was well hidden, with the fact that no light reached the corner. To Sydney's disappointment, Sloane walked in. He saw the man on the floor and quickly left the room, as he reached for his cell-phone. Sydney left the room after making sure he was gone and ran towards the point where Vaughn and Sydney agreed to meet. She saw him waiting impatiently and gave him a reassuring smile.
They entered the opera stage and found their seats quickly. Though just in time to see the man shake his head in disbelief with the fact that he fell asleep. He looked around to be sure no one witnessed his mistake and regained his composure.
Sydney leaned back in her seat to watch Vaughn do the same. The rest of the opera went without any disturbances.
The opera ended and the two of them quietly exited the house to find their car waiting.
Sydney sat behind the passenger seat of their rental Lincoln XL (sorry if that's a wrong car, haha, im not good with cars) looking out the window watching the rain pour. Vaughn looked over at her with a slight smile. She looks so peaceful, he thought to himself, at the same time surprising himself with the thought. He knew he loved her. He had loved her ever since he saw her walking to him the very first time they met. Sydney looked over at him, noticing the silence between them. She had been thinking of Vaughn, as he thought of her. She loved him as well, but she just didn't know the feelings were like-wise. She smiled at him, and like always, he felt his heart skip a beat. He smiled back, though bigger then his previous slight smile.
"Why are you smiling so much?" Sydney asked with a small giggle.
Vaughn finally noticed what he was doing and snapped out of his trance. "Oh, haha. Sorry, I was just thinking of something." he said, trying to regain his slightly damaged dignity. He hoped that she hadn't paid too much attention to it, but she, of course, did.
"Ok.. Well it's the second time you did that. Is there that much to look at?"
"Well, yeah. Actually, there is a lot I love to look at." Realizing what he said, he wished he could take back the words he without knowing, had said.
"Is there anything certain you love to look at?" Sydney questioned him, mentally hoping it was what she secretly wanted him to say.
"Just the scenery." he stated flatly, hoping it would stop Sydney from asking questions about it. Its not like he didn't like it, it just made him feel uncomfortable and he felt like he could snap and tell her everything he thought of her. Which, would have definitely made their mission a very interesting one in deed.
"Oh, alright." Sydney said, hoping he didn't notice the disappointment in her voice.
The rest of the ride was silent for the most part, except for the small conversation they had over the sudden snow fall which didn't surprise anyone, with the fact that they were in Moscow. The conversation didn't bring much out as the previous one did, but it sure did break the awkward silence. Sydney couldn't help but think of Vaughn while they unloaded their things from the trunk and head to the plane. Vaughn to, couldn't stop from thinking of Sydney and how he almost spilled his feelings for her right then and there. They gave each other a smile and said simple goodbyes to each other, as they went to their separate planes. They both, unknowingly, longed for each other in the back of their minds, and hoped the planes bringing them back were the same.
~Back in L.A~
Jack approaches Sydney with a concerned look.
"Sydney, follow me." he directed.
Without saying a word, she obeyed and quickened her pace to follow next to him.
"The brief case you and Vaughn gained will not open. But Marshall is working now to do so." Jack told her as they headed into Marshall's office.
"Hello Sydney." Marshall greeted her with a warm smile.
"Hi Marshall." Sydney replied, returning the smile.
"I am on a roll lately." Marshall stated proudly. "I've re-routed the main program in each and every computer here in one day, created a new, and if I do say so myself, very cool new lock opener, AND to top everything off, open an almost impossible to open brief case. See, the person who made this brief case is very very good. This has to be a one-of-a-kind case. It must contain very important details to."
"Ok, so where is the case now?" asked Sydney.
"It is…right…here." replies Marshall, handing it over to an awaiting Jack.
"Good job." he says to Marshall, and walks away.
Sydney gives Marshall a quick smile, and walks away, as he returns to his desk to work on some other new gadgets he had thought of.
Glancing at her watch, Sydney noticed it was time for her to finally go home. Even though they had only spent a few hours in Moscow, each mission Sydney went on, seemed to last forever.
She gladly walked out of the building, as Sloane was not there to start another conversation with Sydney. Reaching her car, she took out her keys and unlocked the door, stopping mid-way when her cell-phone rang, catching Sydney by surprise.
"Hello?" Sydney says plainly.
"Hey." a mans voice returned. Sydney immediately knew who it was, even without looking at the caller-id. Its was Vaughn.