"It seems as though both Mr. Sloane and Ms. Derevko have left the
country, temporarily, however a bank in New York got a picture of Mr. Sark
withdrawling large sums of money. We did checking on that account, and it
seems that there was some sort of payoff." Kedall informed the small group
of people.
"That money was placed in that account only 2 nights before. The only other possibility would be that they were robbing someones account, however we highly doubt that that was the case, Mr. Sark could not risk being arrested or even if someone found out that he was robbing it."
"Later that day, Mr. Sark was seen at this wear-house, (i have no idea how to spell that!!) and walked in with a briefcase, of money we presume, and returned without it. 2 New York Based Agents are guarding the building now, but Miss. Bristow and Mr. Vaughn, along with a few other field agents are going to break into that building and find out what is happening in it. Mission briefings are enclosed." Finished Kendall, while he was passing out manilla envelopes.
"Syd." Vaughn called, as he approached her from the back. "What are you going to tell Francie? She doesn't like these spur of the moment trips, does she?"
"I'm gonna tell her that the love of my life is taking me on a trip to New York." She smiled. Without thinking, she quickly kissed him.
"Syd." Vaughn said, pulling away. "We can't do this here. Someone could see us."
"I know." Sydney replied, kissing him again.
"Yes. Someone could see you." They whirled around, facing Jack.
"Dad....no.....it's not...."
"Sydney. Vaughn. I know, and although I am against inter-office relationships, I will not turn you in. But please have proffesional conduct while working, not emotional." Jack told, controlling. Neither of them dare to mess with Jack. Vaughn let Sydney slip out of his grip and let her go chase her father as he walked away.
"Dad....I'm sorry, we're sorry....we won't do it again." Sydney defended.
"It shouldn't have happened in the first place. Remember what happened with Danny? Or should I remind you?" Jack was quick to respond. Sydney's lips began to tremble, and she started to cry.
"Don't do this, Dad. Don't bring Danny into this." She said, quietly. "Michael isn't Danny. The CIA IS NOT SD-6." Her voice got louder. "I was scared of what would happen, after Danny, but I don't care. I think love is worth taking a risk or two, don't you?"
"Not when it could mean your life. Sloane and Derevko, Sark will all be trying to get some sort of revenge." Sydney turned away. "Sydney, look at me. I do not want to see you get hurt."
"Nice of you to care, Dad, but this is my life. I can defend myself. Michael and I will remain proffesional in the office, happy?" Sydney stormed away, back to Vaughn.
"Syd...are you alright?" Vaughn rubbed her back, the way he always would when she was feeling down.
"Yeah." She gained her composure. "When do we leave?"
"Noon. Kendall wants us there as soon as possible. Want me to drive you home?" Sydney nodded. "Alright, lets go." She grabbed her bag and they walked out of the office and got into Vaughn's car, where they would drive to Syd's house.
"Fran??" Sydney yelled, as she unlocked the door. She noticed the shopping bags near the front door.
"Yeah?" She poked her head up from the couch, where she could see Will, beneath her.
"Oh, geeze. Anyway, you two, umm, Michael's taking me to New York for a few days!!" Vaughn gave a quick 'that's me' wave, slighting a smile. "We're going back to his place, and then we are leaving. I have to grab some clothes." Syd smiled. "You two can go back to whatever you were doing."She laughed, with a twinkle in her eye.
Francie rolled off the couch and Will groaned. "I'll help you pack. Make yourself at home, Mike." Michael sat down on the chair next to the couch and Francie and Syd walked into her room.
"So, what was the 'inspiration' to take this trip?" She said, with that same sly tone.
"Oh, I don't know, maybe he just wanted to celebrate, and .... does everything have to have a reason?" She laughed. Francie pulled a short cute dress out of the closet.
"Here. You HAVE to bring this. You look great in it." Francie commented. Sydgot all crinkle-ly.
"Fran....you've never seen me in it."
Francie laughed. "Well, you'll look great in it! You look great in everything and anything!"
"Yeah, well, thanks."
Francie continued to shove, in a good way, clothes at Syd, including some lacy panties and bra sets.
"Francie...."
"Come on, I know that you two are going to do it sometime. Might as well be prepared." Syd laughed, and threw a shoe at her. She zipped up her suitcase and walked out to the kitchen.
"Have fun, Sy-d" Francie called, following me out.
"Alright, Mike, I'm ready...come on." He stood up. "Hey, you pack lighter than I do." He commented on my one medium sized suitcase.
"Hey, watch it, she threw a shoe at me earlier!" We all laughed and said our goodbyes. We drove off to Vaughn's apartment. As we were driving, it hit me.
"I've never been to your place. You've been to mine plenty of times, but I've never been to yours."
"I guess that calls for a celebration when we get there, doesn't it?"
"Definately." We pulled up into a cute little section. He parked the car, and I followed him into a building. His apartment was on the 2nd floor.
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Ahhhh.....the wee hours of sunday morning, when we set the clocks forward, lessening the amount of sleep I get!!!!!!! Nighty Night! OH!!! REVEIW!!!!! I NEED REVIEWS~~~ LOL....if you don't review, don't worry, I'll still love you, but I'm counting on you!
"That money was placed in that account only 2 nights before. The only other possibility would be that they were robbing someones account, however we highly doubt that that was the case, Mr. Sark could not risk being arrested or even if someone found out that he was robbing it."
"Later that day, Mr. Sark was seen at this wear-house, (i have no idea how to spell that!!) and walked in with a briefcase, of money we presume, and returned without it. 2 New York Based Agents are guarding the building now, but Miss. Bristow and Mr. Vaughn, along with a few other field agents are going to break into that building and find out what is happening in it. Mission briefings are enclosed." Finished Kendall, while he was passing out manilla envelopes.
"Syd." Vaughn called, as he approached her from the back. "What are you going to tell Francie? She doesn't like these spur of the moment trips, does she?"
"I'm gonna tell her that the love of my life is taking me on a trip to New York." She smiled. Without thinking, she quickly kissed him.
"Syd." Vaughn said, pulling away. "We can't do this here. Someone could see us."
"I know." Sydney replied, kissing him again.
"Yes. Someone could see you." They whirled around, facing Jack.
"Dad....no.....it's not...."
"Sydney. Vaughn. I know, and although I am against inter-office relationships, I will not turn you in. But please have proffesional conduct while working, not emotional." Jack told, controlling. Neither of them dare to mess with Jack. Vaughn let Sydney slip out of his grip and let her go chase her father as he walked away.
"Dad....I'm sorry, we're sorry....we won't do it again." Sydney defended.
"It shouldn't have happened in the first place. Remember what happened with Danny? Or should I remind you?" Jack was quick to respond. Sydney's lips began to tremble, and she started to cry.
"Don't do this, Dad. Don't bring Danny into this." She said, quietly. "Michael isn't Danny. The CIA IS NOT SD-6." Her voice got louder. "I was scared of what would happen, after Danny, but I don't care. I think love is worth taking a risk or two, don't you?"
"Not when it could mean your life. Sloane and Derevko, Sark will all be trying to get some sort of revenge." Sydney turned away. "Sydney, look at me. I do not want to see you get hurt."
"Nice of you to care, Dad, but this is my life. I can defend myself. Michael and I will remain proffesional in the office, happy?" Sydney stormed away, back to Vaughn.
"Syd...are you alright?" Vaughn rubbed her back, the way he always would when she was feeling down.
"Yeah." She gained her composure. "When do we leave?"
"Noon. Kendall wants us there as soon as possible. Want me to drive you home?" Sydney nodded. "Alright, lets go." She grabbed her bag and they walked out of the office and got into Vaughn's car, where they would drive to Syd's house.
"Fran??" Sydney yelled, as she unlocked the door. She noticed the shopping bags near the front door.
"Yeah?" She poked her head up from the couch, where she could see Will, beneath her.
"Oh, geeze. Anyway, you two, umm, Michael's taking me to New York for a few days!!" Vaughn gave a quick 'that's me' wave, slighting a smile. "We're going back to his place, and then we are leaving. I have to grab some clothes." Syd smiled. "You two can go back to whatever you were doing."She laughed, with a twinkle in her eye.
Francie rolled off the couch and Will groaned. "I'll help you pack. Make yourself at home, Mike." Michael sat down on the chair next to the couch and Francie and Syd walked into her room.
"So, what was the 'inspiration' to take this trip?" She said, with that same sly tone.
"Oh, I don't know, maybe he just wanted to celebrate, and .... does everything have to have a reason?" She laughed. Francie pulled a short cute dress out of the closet.
"Here. You HAVE to bring this. You look great in it." Francie commented. Sydgot all crinkle-ly.
"Fran....you've never seen me in it."
Francie laughed. "Well, you'll look great in it! You look great in everything and anything!"
"Yeah, well, thanks."
Francie continued to shove, in a good way, clothes at Syd, including some lacy panties and bra sets.
"Francie...."
"Come on, I know that you two are going to do it sometime. Might as well be prepared." Syd laughed, and threw a shoe at her. She zipped up her suitcase and walked out to the kitchen.
"Have fun, Sy-d" Francie called, following me out.
"Alright, Mike, I'm ready...come on." He stood up. "Hey, you pack lighter than I do." He commented on my one medium sized suitcase.
"Hey, watch it, she threw a shoe at me earlier!" We all laughed and said our goodbyes. We drove off to Vaughn's apartment. As we were driving, it hit me.
"I've never been to your place. You've been to mine plenty of times, but I've never been to yours."
"I guess that calls for a celebration when we get there, doesn't it?"
"Definately." We pulled up into a cute little section. He parked the car, and I followed him into a building. His apartment was on the 2nd floor.
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Ahhhh.....the wee hours of sunday morning, when we set the clocks forward, lessening the amount of sleep I get!!!!!!! Nighty Night! OH!!! REVEIW!!!!! I NEED REVIEWS~~~ LOL....if you don't review, don't worry, I'll still love you, but I'm counting on you!