Daughter of Darkness
Chapter 11: Single Shot
By Gaz Destiny
Rated: PG-13
Spoiler: Snowman
Disclaimer: the show and its respective characters (except for Claudia and my ingenious plot) were created by J. J. Abrams and are owned by ABC. The song played in this, yes I know they played it the episode of Dixon's wife's funeral, but have you actually listened to the song, it's perfect for the scene.
A/N: hey look, it's the final chapter, if you're lucky I'll do an epilogue, oh who am I kidding, I'm probably going to do one anyways, I pretty much have to to make my sequel work.
Feedback: what was I thinking, of course no one left any feedback.
Time is of the essence; let's go shopping.
--Me
"Are you ready?" Michael asked, as Claudia once again straightened her silk pants, before putting on a pair of sunglasses that looked exactly like Fiona's.
"As ready as I'm going to be," she smiled, as the car started moving towards the gallery.
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"I'm in," Sydney told Dixon, popping open the safe door in the gallery's main office.
"Phoenix just walked in," he told her, as Claudia, disguised as Fiona, walked through the door.
"Claudia's on her way," Michael told her over another microphone.
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When she got to the hall where the main office was, the guard just nodded and stepped out of the way. Her heels clicked against the linoleum floor; suddenly she felt the familiar vibration of her pager on her belt.
Ready.
Good, she thought, slipping her hand into her jacket pocket, the accustomed feel of her small handgun.
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"Get out of there, she's coming in early," Dixon warned Sydney.
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"I'm in," Claudia told Michael and Eric through the microphone in her jewel studded necklace, which also hid a tiny camera.
She walked into the all metal room; Sydney was till standing right in front of the desk.
"Don't move," she said, putting the gun right at the back of Sydney's head, everything was going according to plan. "Put down the box, and go, now."
Sydney did her part of the plan and did exactly as Claudia had said. All she had to do was meet up with Dixon and explain the altered version of what happened.
Now it was Claudia's turn to move into action. She placed her gun back into her pocket, grabbed the handle of the case, and left, giving a quick nod to the guard on her way out. She walked out of the gallery without incident, everything was going smoothly. It wasn't until she was less than ten yards from the CIA vehicle that problems started.
A black van pulled up in front of her. She had her gun locked and ready before the door even opened, but so did Sark sitting inside. He jumped out, gun still aimed.
Without saying anything, he went for the case, she moved it away from him, while at the same time hitting him with a roundhouse.
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The CIA team watched through the camera in her necklace, they could see that the guns had fallen to the ground.
Sark's hand reached out and grabbed her necklace as she fell backwards. It snapped right off and he threw it aside, breaking the lens as it came in contact with the hard ground.
"Move out," someone commanded over the radio that connected the CIA's surveillance van, the car Claudia was supposed to be in at that very moment, and a van which had several more people.
It was so obvious that something had to happen that they'd brought in extra backup. Everyone had piled out, but before anybody got anywhere near her, a gun went off.
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That very minute, Sydney was walking out of the gallery door, alone, Dixon had gone out another door.
Oh the ground she saw Claudia, a pool of blood forming around her. Before Sydney could react, two men jumped out of the van and grabbed Claudia's lifeless body as Sark grabbed the metal case.
Later, she found out that the CIA had followed the van, but lost it in a parking garage. Only to find it later, completely empty, with a blood stained carpet.
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The story Sydney had told Sloane went along the lines of almost what she told Dixon.
She'd been in the office, grabbing the artifact. Fiona had come in, at least she'd thought it was Fiona, she hadn't gotten a good look at her. She handed over the artifact and then got out of there. Later when she came out of the club, Fiona was lying dead on the ground. She could see her face though, and it wasn't Fiona, but Claudia. Sark and his men grabbed the body and the artifact.
Sloane listened to this, and as far as she knew, believed her, he didn't have any reason not to. The way the plan had been carried out; there was nothing to implicate her in anything. Only Claudia in double-crossing SD-6, but he didn't seem to care about that.
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Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there I do not sleep
I am a thousand winds that flow
I am the sunlight on ripened grape
It was a sunny day, blue skies and fluffy white clouds. That only served to bug Michael as he drove to the cemetery.
I a gentle autumn's rain
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds
In circled flight
Two lone people stood off to the side, in front of a large stone. Neither of the two paid it any attention, but watched the small group dressed in black gathered around a smaller stone.
Do not stand at my grave and cry
Do not stand at my grave and cry
Do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there…I did not die
~*~
A/N: I know this was short, but I'm working on an Epilogue right now, and a sequel, hopefully I'll have the sequel out when the Epilogue gets out.