Title: Undercover Lovers
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*Hope you all like this story of mine! R/R. I'll try to update periodically. Thanks for the reviews! I appreciate it so much! You're all so supportive! Thanks again! Here's a link, that is to a fan fic award site. Please check it out and nominate your favorite stories, I've been nominated so if you like this fic so far please vote for me starting April 9th! Thanks so much!
Summary: This story is about a CIA mission with our favorite two agents, and where it will lead. What are there covers? How long a mission? Read and find out how far a mission will take them!!!!!
Chapter 17: Mission Trouble
Driving towards the mansion Sydney and Vaughn both took in some of the scenery. It was absolutely beautiful around the mansion. Gardens surrounded it and sprinklers flew everywhere. There were fountains to decorate around too, including a large one on the grass in the center of the rotunda. Benches were spread along the pathways in the gardens.
Their limo pulled around the rotunda and stopped in front of the front steps. The house's doorman kindly opened their car door. Sydney stepped out first followed closely by Vaughn. They both stepped up onto the curb to allow the door to be shut behind them. They both gazed up at the large mansion in aw of it. They were supposed to be rich though so they quickly covered their shock.
Vaughn guided Sydney in with his hand rested on her lower back. Sydney whispered to him before they reached the doors, "Now which wing was the party in?" Vaughn chuckled, "I don't know but this place is larger than the CIA, and probably most L.A. buildings. It's its own mini city." They both smiled but quickly got into their character as the doors were opened for them and they entered the Sync manor.
They both elegantly followed the many people ahead of them heading towards the ballroom. They were led through numerous corridors and doors. Finally, they were engrossed in a large room.
The ceiling was high and had a chandelier hanging down in the center. The walls of the room where beige and the floor was wood. Tables were set around the room, along with many seats. In the back of the room a band was set up and were playing calming music that echoed through out the room. The center was left open for dancing and mingling, and many people were doing such.
Vaughn led Sydney in on his arm. They both took immediate recognition to the exits in the corners, the ventilation systems in the walls, and the large windows to their sides.
They both found their way in and Vaughn grabbed them both a drink. Sydney gulped it in a swig.
"Gees syd! Calm down. Relax and enjoy yourself." Vaughn said with a smirk. He grabbed Sydney another glass up wine from a passing waiter, "here drink this, and slower this time." Sydney took it graciously and tried to calm herself down. She didn't know why she was acting like this but she just didn't feel well. This mission was easy but for some reason she had butterflies and felt that something was wrong. She quickly shrugged it off though and tried to focus.
They walked around together for a while meeting some new people and some others they'd seen around town. They'd found Sync sometime during their conversations and they'd been talking with him for a while. Suddenly, Sync offered his hand to Sydney, "Would you care to dance?"
Sydney felt like throwing up at the thought of dancing with him but she didn't feel that would go over well with her cover. "I'd love to." Is what she ended up getting out. He took her hand and started to lead her onto the dance floor. She snuck a quick look back at Vaughn who gave her a sympathetic look.
While Sydney danced with Mr. Sync, Vaughn found looked around and got his bearings to where the west wing was. He looked around for guards by the stairs but there didn't seem to be any. He finally reverted his attention back to Sydney and Sync.
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Sync got comfortable with Sydney and started to dance. "It's wonderful to see you again Nichole."
Sydney smiled, "Thank you. It's nice to see you again also. This house is amazing too, well worth the trip."
Sync looked around the room as if he didn't know already how it looked, "Yes it is nice isn't it? I hope that's not the only reason you came though."
Sydney rolled her eyes, outside of Sync's vision of course, "Of course not, I was eagerly awaiting this party and to see you." Sydney faked.
"Good, cause I haven't been able to get my mind off of you these past days. Why don't we go tour the rest of my house, there' s so many other great rooms to see." Sync said seductively as his hand that rested on her hip slid to her behind.
Vaughn saw Sync was getting rather close and comfortable with Sydney. He instantaneously found his way through the other couples to Sydney. He tapped Sync's shoulder, "May I cut in?"
Sydney looked to Vaughn with a smile and then to Sync, "I owe my husband a dance but after perhaps I could get that tour." Sync nodded and kissed Sydney's hand, "Of course my darling." He then walked away to talk with some other people.
Sydney wasted no time in wrapping her arms around Vaughn. He returned the gesture and placed his hands around her waist. "Thank You!!!!" Sydney exclaimed to Vaughn. He smiled, "Your welcome."
"Ok, he is going to show me around the house after we dance. On the way up I'll plant the video taps and you can contact my dad to get the video feed." Sydney whispered into Vaughn's ear.
Vaughn shifted his head because her warm breath into his ear tickled. Her facial expression became confused at his motion and he quickly made up for it by placing a kiss on her neck. "Okay. Turn your COM on right after you knock him out and I'll keep you updated."
Sydney nodded. "I'll camp by the near right corner, by the exit door. It'll make a quick depart. I already told Willie, the limo driver/CIA agent, to have the car waiting. Meet me as soon as you get the documents switched. If something goes wrong let me know and I'll come and help." Vaughn ordered.
Sydney smiled, "I will Vaughn. Don't worry everything will be fine." Vaughn could tell something was weird though in the way she said it, as if she wasn't sure herself. They both continued to dance till the music ended. As they broke apart Vaughn kissed Sydney and then whispered, "Be careful."
Vaughn just stood in the middle of the dance floor as he watched Sydney walk over to Sync and wrap her arm around his. As they started to walk away and up the stairs, Vaughn snapped back into it and made his way to the corner, turning on his COM link.
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"Base ops this is Boy Scout." Vaughn spoke into the COM. "Mountaineer is on her way."
"Hear you Boy Scout, feed is coming in now." Jack's voice came over.
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Sydney walked up the stairs with Sync. She gripped the banister for balance, until one time she went to grab it she touched the wall instead, and placed a tap. Sydney continued up the stairwell. As they made their way through the hallways Sydney commented on much of the art and decoration.
Eventually they came to a 'T' intersection of hallways. Sydney needed to go left to the west wing but he started down to the right. As they made the corner Sydney placed another tap.
"Excuse me Sync but is it possible that we go into the west wing, I'd like to see the windows view on the sunset." Sydney pleaded.
"Oh no, the sun has long gone down, besides the east wing has the living quarters." Sync said with a smile.
Sydney pulled out all the stops. She started to caress his arm and brought her head up close to his. She wrapped her arm around his head to the right and played with his hair. With her head to the left she whispered seductively, "Perhaps there is a private room in the west wing, one where no one is watching the things I'm going to show and do to you." She stuck her tongue out briefly and brushed across his ear.
Apparently, Sync was interested and turned around. "On second thought my office is much closer. Here, here, follow me." He said as he hurried down the hall. Sydney followed close by and planted a few more taps along the hall, and took note of the two guards posted by the office door, and one patrolling guard further down the hall towards the east wing.
Sync opened the door for Sydney and she walked in followed by him. She turned around to face him and was surprised to be met by his lips crashing into hers. She went with it and he led her over to his desk. He grabbed her waist and put her up onto the desk. He kissed her again and then reached his hands up Sydney's back and started to unzip the back of her dress.
Sydney leaned back for a minute. Sync stopped and looked at her confused. "If we are going to do this," Sydney said seductively while using bringing her hand up and playing with his shirt collar, "don't you think your friends out there should patrol somewhere else. I don't want to get interrupted or anything."
Sync glanced at the door and then back at Sydney, he pointed one finger up to single her to wait a minute. He walked over to the door and peaked outside. Sydney took that moment to contact Vaughn, "guards departing, track travel," Sydney whispered and then shut her COM again just in time. Sync walked back in, "Taken care of my dear."
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Vaughn had contacted Jack and he was watching the video feed.
"Base ops track the travel of two guards off of office." Vaughn requested.
"On it. Ones heading downstairs and the other further into the west wing, but out of site now." Jack passed on.
"Okay." Vaughn silently waited now for Sydney to turn her link on.
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Sync went back to where he left off. Sydney now lay on her back on top of the desk and Sync was kissing her neck when Sydney kneed him in the stomach and struck the back of his head with her elbow. In that short time he was knocked unconscious and Sydney laid him on the ground.
She immediately switched her COM link on and started to look around the room. "Okay Vaughn, Sync is down and I'm looking for the safe." As she spoke the words her eyes fell upon the picture hanging from the wall.
"Good job Syd. Latest is the two guards separated and one went downstairs and we lost the other when he headed more into the west wing."
"Okay, and what about the guard in the east wing hallway?"
"He's still patrolling around."
Sydney reached up and pulled the picture from its spot on the wall. It revealed the steal safe. "Okay I found the safe and am going to get the combination." Sydney pulled out a listening com and put it up to the safe. She held her ear to it and slowly turned the dial waiting to hear the clicks of the gears in place. When she had gotten two in place she paused when she heard Vaughn screaming in her ear.
"Sydney get out of there now! You triggered some kind of silent alarm and there is a pack of guards heading your way from the main stairway."
"What? Vaughn I'm almost done." Sydney said as she went back to turning the dial. The third number clicked and the safe was open.
"No Sydney get out now!" Vaughn demanded but Sydney remained stubborn.
"The safe is open it'll only take me a second to switch the documents, there is no point in stopping now." Sydney reached in and grabbed the document. She quickly rolled down her nylons and put the new document around her thigh and rolled the nylon back over it.
"Sydney this is an order from your handler so do it." Vaughn shouted, taking rank, but it was too late. As Sydney was about to roll down her second thigh's nylon to get the fake document out the door opened. Sydney twirled around to find three men, two of which had a gun pointed at her.
***Dun, dun, dun!!!!!!! Hope you guys liked it! R/R to let me know! Please check out the link at the top of the page too! Thanks all for reading!
Disclaimer: It's not mine!
*Hope you all like this story of mine! R/R. I'll try to update periodically. Thanks for the reviews! I appreciate it so much! You're all so supportive! Thanks again! Here's a link, that is to a fan fic award site. Please check it out and nominate your favorite stories, I've been nominated so if you like this fic so far please vote for me starting April 9th! Thanks so much!
Summary: This story is about a CIA mission with our favorite two agents, and where it will lead. What are there covers? How long a mission? Read and find out how far a mission will take them!!!!!
Chapter 17: Mission Trouble
Driving towards the mansion Sydney and Vaughn both took in some of the scenery. It was absolutely beautiful around the mansion. Gardens surrounded it and sprinklers flew everywhere. There were fountains to decorate around too, including a large one on the grass in the center of the rotunda. Benches were spread along the pathways in the gardens.
Their limo pulled around the rotunda and stopped in front of the front steps. The house's doorman kindly opened their car door. Sydney stepped out first followed closely by Vaughn. They both stepped up onto the curb to allow the door to be shut behind them. They both gazed up at the large mansion in aw of it. They were supposed to be rich though so they quickly covered their shock.
Vaughn guided Sydney in with his hand rested on her lower back. Sydney whispered to him before they reached the doors, "Now which wing was the party in?" Vaughn chuckled, "I don't know but this place is larger than the CIA, and probably most L.A. buildings. It's its own mini city." They both smiled but quickly got into their character as the doors were opened for them and they entered the Sync manor.
They both elegantly followed the many people ahead of them heading towards the ballroom. They were led through numerous corridors and doors. Finally, they were engrossed in a large room.
The ceiling was high and had a chandelier hanging down in the center. The walls of the room where beige and the floor was wood. Tables were set around the room, along with many seats. In the back of the room a band was set up and were playing calming music that echoed through out the room. The center was left open for dancing and mingling, and many people were doing such.
Vaughn led Sydney in on his arm. They both took immediate recognition to the exits in the corners, the ventilation systems in the walls, and the large windows to their sides.
They both found their way in and Vaughn grabbed them both a drink. Sydney gulped it in a swig.
"Gees syd! Calm down. Relax and enjoy yourself." Vaughn said with a smirk. He grabbed Sydney another glass up wine from a passing waiter, "here drink this, and slower this time." Sydney took it graciously and tried to calm herself down. She didn't know why she was acting like this but she just didn't feel well. This mission was easy but for some reason she had butterflies and felt that something was wrong. She quickly shrugged it off though and tried to focus.
They walked around together for a while meeting some new people and some others they'd seen around town. They'd found Sync sometime during their conversations and they'd been talking with him for a while. Suddenly, Sync offered his hand to Sydney, "Would you care to dance?"
Sydney felt like throwing up at the thought of dancing with him but she didn't feel that would go over well with her cover. "I'd love to." Is what she ended up getting out. He took her hand and started to lead her onto the dance floor. She snuck a quick look back at Vaughn who gave her a sympathetic look.
While Sydney danced with Mr. Sync, Vaughn found looked around and got his bearings to where the west wing was. He looked around for guards by the stairs but there didn't seem to be any. He finally reverted his attention back to Sydney and Sync.
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Sync got comfortable with Sydney and started to dance. "It's wonderful to see you again Nichole."
Sydney smiled, "Thank you. It's nice to see you again also. This house is amazing too, well worth the trip."
Sync looked around the room as if he didn't know already how it looked, "Yes it is nice isn't it? I hope that's not the only reason you came though."
Sydney rolled her eyes, outside of Sync's vision of course, "Of course not, I was eagerly awaiting this party and to see you." Sydney faked.
"Good, cause I haven't been able to get my mind off of you these past days. Why don't we go tour the rest of my house, there' s so many other great rooms to see." Sync said seductively as his hand that rested on her hip slid to her behind.
Vaughn saw Sync was getting rather close and comfortable with Sydney. He instantaneously found his way through the other couples to Sydney. He tapped Sync's shoulder, "May I cut in?"
Sydney looked to Vaughn with a smile and then to Sync, "I owe my husband a dance but after perhaps I could get that tour." Sync nodded and kissed Sydney's hand, "Of course my darling." He then walked away to talk with some other people.
Sydney wasted no time in wrapping her arms around Vaughn. He returned the gesture and placed his hands around her waist. "Thank You!!!!" Sydney exclaimed to Vaughn. He smiled, "Your welcome."
"Ok, he is going to show me around the house after we dance. On the way up I'll plant the video taps and you can contact my dad to get the video feed." Sydney whispered into Vaughn's ear.
Vaughn shifted his head because her warm breath into his ear tickled. Her facial expression became confused at his motion and he quickly made up for it by placing a kiss on her neck. "Okay. Turn your COM on right after you knock him out and I'll keep you updated."
Sydney nodded. "I'll camp by the near right corner, by the exit door. It'll make a quick depart. I already told Willie, the limo driver/CIA agent, to have the car waiting. Meet me as soon as you get the documents switched. If something goes wrong let me know and I'll come and help." Vaughn ordered.
Sydney smiled, "I will Vaughn. Don't worry everything will be fine." Vaughn could tell something was weird though in the way she said it, as if she wasn't sure herself. They both continued to dance till the music ended. As they broke apart Vaughn kissed Sydney and then whispered, "Be careful."
Vaughn just stood in the middle of the dance floor as he watched Sydney walk over to Sync and wrap her arm around his. As they started to walk away and up the stairs, Vaughn snapped back into it and made his way to the corner, turning on his COM link.
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"Base ops this is Boy Scout." Vaughn spoke into the COM. "Mountaineer is on her way."
"Hear you Boy Scout, feed is coming in now." Jack's voice came over.
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Sydney walked up the stairs with Sync. She gripped the banister for balance, until one time she went to grab it she touched the wall instead, and placed a tap. Sydney continued up the stairwell. As they made their way through the hallways Sydney commented on much of the art and decoration.
Eventually they came to a 'T' intersection of hallways. Sydney needed to go left to the west wing but he started down to the right. As they made the corner Sydney placed another tap.
"Excuse me Sync but is it possible that we go into the west wing, I'd like to see the windows view on the sunset." Sydney pleaded.
"Oh no, the sun has long gone down, besides the east wing has the living quarters." Sync said with a smile.
Sydney pulled out all the stops. She started to caress his arm and brought her head up close to his. She wrapped her arm around his head to the right and played with his hair. With her head to the left she whispered seductively, "Perhaps there is a private room in the west wing, one where no one is watching the things I'm going to show and do to you." She stuck her tongue out briefly and brushed across his ear.
Apparently, Sync was interested and turned around. "On second thought my office is much closer. Here, here, follow me." He said as he hurried down the hall. Sydney followed close by and planted a few more taps along the hall, and took note of the two guards posted by the office door, and one patrolling guard further down the hall towards the east wing.
Sync opened the door for Sydney and she walked in followed by him. She turned around to face him and was surprised to be met by his lips crashing into hers. She went with it and he led her over to his desk. He grabbed her waist and put her up onto the desk. He kissed her again and then reached his hands up Sydney's back and started to unzip the back of her dress.
Sydney leaned back for a minute. Sync stopped and looked at her confused. "If we are going to do this," Sydney said seductively while using bringing her hand up and playing with his shirt collar, "don't you think your friends out there should patrol somewhere else. I don't want to get interrupted or anything."
Sync glanced at the door and then back at Sydney, he pointed one finger up to single her to wait a minute. He walked over to the door and peaked outside. Sydney took that moment to contact Vaughn, "guards departing, track travel," Sydney whispered and then shut her COM again just in time. Sync walked back in, "Taken care of my dear."
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Vaughn had contacted Jack and he was watching the video feed.
"Base ops track the travel of two guards off of office." Vaughn requested.
"On it. Ones heading downstairs and the other further into the west wing, but out of site now." Jack passed on.
"Okay." Vaughn silently waited now for Sydney to turn her link on.
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Sync went back to where he left off. Sydney now lay on her back on top of the desk and Sync was kissing her neck when Sydney kneed him in the stomach and struck the back of his head with her elbow. In that short time he was knocked unconscious and Sydney laid him on the ground.
She immediately switched her COM link on and started to look around the room. "Okay Vaughn, Sync is down and I'm looking for the safe." As she spoke the words her eyes fell upon the picture hanging from the wall.
"Good job Syd. Latest is the two guards separated and one went downstairs and we lost the other when he headed more into the west wing."
"Okay, and what about the guard in the east wing hallway?"
"He's still patrolling around."
Sydney reached up and pulled the picture from its spot on the wall. It revealed the steal safe. "Okay I found the safe and am going to get the combination." Sydney pulled out a listening com and put it up to the safe. She held her ear to it and slowly turned the dial waiting to hear the clicks of the gears in place. When she had gotten two in place she paused when she heard Vaughn screaming in her ear.
"Sydney get out of there now! You triggered some kind of silent alarm and there is a pack of guards heading your way from the main stairway."
"What? Vaughn I'm almost done." Sydney said as she went back to turning the dial. The third number clicked and the safe was open.
"No Sydney get out now!" Vaughn demanded but Sydney remained stubborn.
"The safe is open it'll only take me a second to switch the documents, there is no point in stopping now." Sydney reached in and grabbed the document. She quickly rolled down her nylons and put the new document around her thigh and rolled the nylon back over it.
"Sydney this is an order from your handler so do it." Vaughn shouted, taking rank, but it was too late. As Sydney was about to roll down her second thigh's nylon to get the fake document out the door opened. Sydney twirled around to find three men, two of which had a gun pointed at her.
***Dun, dun, dun!!!!!!! Hope you guys liked it! R/R to let me know! Please check out the link at the top of the page too! Thanks all for reading!
