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ALGER, ALGERIA
The ride to the base was spent concentrating on not falling from the seats in the van as it traveled over every hole and crease made in the dirt road. Vaughn's team had joined the others quickly after hearing the mission had been completed. He had been in utter shock to see Jack and Irina being carefully escorted into the van with Sydney looking on in dismay.
Vaughn knew Sydney had clung to hope that her father had not turned to Sloane and Irina after her disappearance and the guilt that accompanied such notions. He would have been incline to rip into Jack for causing his daughter more pain but felt something else was in the works when he first saw the 'intrepid duo'. He couldn't place the feeling that slowly formed in the pit of his stomach; it told him that Jack and Irina were hiding more than the location of Sloane.
"You doing okay?" Vaughn whispered to Sydney. She looked at him skeptically so he continued. "Dixon told me that you had another headache and almost loss consciousness."
"It really wasn't that bad. I just zoned out for a couple minutes and it seemed to distract my mother and father long enough to get them captured." Sydney glanced in her parent's direction where they were alternating between watching her and gazing at each other.
"See anything new this time." Vaughn discreetly took her hand in his and squeezed it gently.
"A lot of the same thing but I did feel something new. People came into the house then into my bedroom. I couldn't get off the floor and I was terrified but then I got this calming feeling as though I knew I wasn't in imminent danger. I couldn't make out all the words but I recognized that the people in the room were not speaking English." Sydney shrugged. "It still doesn't make much sense but I guess it's a start." She tried to smile however Vaughn easily saw through it.
For all the worrying occupying Vaughn, Sydney was on equal footing. Her mind ran through endless possible outcomes of the capture of her parents. When she looked at her father she was unable to see a man capable of turning his back on his patriotism but then, she reasoned she had not had the same amount of time to adjust to the situation.
In fact Sydney was still reeling from her mother's proclamation of being Mrs. Bristow. During the interim of two years her mother and father had reunited and remarried, a result she would have never suspected. The more she processed her parent's involvement with Sloane the more she questioned it. Glancing quickly at Vaughn gave her a view of him deep in thought and looking in the direction of her parents.
"Something else is going on isn't it?" Sydney stated quietly.
"With your parents?" Vaughn was torn from his thoughts. Sydney nodded surreptitiously. "Yes, I would have to agree with you." He paused. "But I have no clue as to what it is."
The van came to a halt eliciting a small sigh of relief from everyone. Agents from the second van surrounded the one carrying the prisoners before the doors were opened. Day light had begun to break over the endless plains causing the air to rise in degrees.
"Sir here are the codes." Dixon handed Kendall the codes Irina had taken from the facility.
"Good work." Kendall said without conviction.
"Thank you." Irina answered him sweetly. Jack gave her a warning sign hoping she would cease her antagonizing of Kendall.
"Are you getting sloppy Jack, or was the sheer shock of seeing your daughter again too much." Kendall moved closer to Jack and took careful assessment of the metal confining his arms behind his back. "How does it feel knowing that your daughter knows what a traitor her father has become. You're pathetic Jack! And I can't wait to see you in front of a tribunal back home, its over for you Jack and it will only be that much sweeter to take your lying whore of a wife down with you." Every agent listened with rapped attention at Kendall's tirade. Jack had remained completely impassive until the last line, at Kendall's words Jack snapped.
Before anyone could make a move, Jack had both his hands out of the cuffs and was holding Kendall's gun at the man's temple. The next instant everyone else had raised their guns and trained them on Jack and Irina.
"Jack put the gun down." Vaughn called out cautiously. Jack didn't move.
"Are you going to shoot me Jack? Why not, you've already abandoned your country." Kendall taunted. Jack's grip tightened on the gun.
"Dad, drop the gun. Please." Sydney yelled. Jack's arms relaxed slightly but the gun was still trained at Kendall's head.
"Apologize to my wife and I'll put the gun down." The menacing tone almost made Kendall shudder. The two men stared each other down moments more before Kendall conceded.
"Mrs. Bristow, you have my sincerest apologies." Kendall said sarcastically.
"Why Mr. Kendall, if I thought you meant that I would be touched." Irina returned facetiously, with a full smile. She was not able to get the grin off of her face despite the danger they were encountering, for her daughter had returned. "Jack would you like to drop the gun now or would you like the clip?" Irina held her recently freed hands out in front of her, displaying the bullet clip for the gun Jack was holding.
"No thank you sweetheart. I'm done." Jack dropped the gun on the ground and sported a small smile to show Kendall he had won.
"Get them inside." Kendall ground out. "And make sure they're secure this time!" He yelled at the retreating backs.
"Should I call Director Devlin and apprise him of our situation?" Weiss asked Kendall
"No, I'll handle this matter." Kendall left Weiss and walked into the building the CIA was currently occupying. Weiss watched him leave strangely and left in search of someone to answer his questions.
Jack and Irina had been placed on opposite sides of the only room capable of handling an interrogation. Kendall entered in a fury.
"Where is the Rambaldi device?" Kendall demanded.
"I don't know." Jack replied.
"Yes you do and you're going to tell me. You're also going to tell me where Sloane is." Vaughn, Sydney, Dixon and Marshall entered the room but didn't participate.
"We don't know where Sloane is. He won't be contacting us for another day." Irina answered.
"I want you to contact Sloane right now and tell him to meet you somewhere." Kendall paced the room.
"Impossible." Irina continued.
"Why?" Kendall stopped pacing and faced her.
With a straight face Irina simply stated. "We don't have his number."
Kendall's composure had deserted him; Irina's answer not helping his anger. "Listen to me carefully Jack, I can make your life miserable or livable all you have to do is answer the questions."
"I'm sorry but you're not cleared to hear the answers to any of your questions." Jack leaned back seemingly relaxed.
Kendall was able to take four good swings at Jack before Dixon and Vaughn pulled him away. Such a tactic was often used in interrogation but they felt not only that Sydney's presence warranted at least some decorum but that Kendall was not in control.
Weiss rushed through the door at break neck speed. "Director Devlin is on the phone Sir."
"I told you I would handle the situation Agent Weiss." Kendall was flustered. He hated being presented with traitors but it was even worse when he had worked countless days with said traitor. "I'll take the call." He relented sighing.
"Actually it's you he would like to speak to Sir." Weiss held the phone out for Jack.
Jack took the phone warily and...
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ALGER, ALGERIA
The ride to the base was spent concentrating on not falling from the seats in the van as it traveled over every hole and crease made in the dirt road. Vaughn's team had joined the others quickly after hearing the mission had been completed. He had been in utter shock to see Jack and Irina being carefully escorted into the van with Sydney looking on in dismay.
Vaughn knew Sydney had clung to hope that her father had not turned to Sloane and Irina after her disappearance and the guilt that accompanied such notions. He would have been incline to rip into Jack for causing his daughter more pain but felt something else was in the works when he first saw the 'intrepid duo'. He couldn't place the feeling that slowly formed in the pit of his stomach; it told him that Jack and Irina were hiding more than the location of Sloane.
"You doing okay?" Vaughn whispered to Sydney. She looked at him skeptically so he continued. "Dixon told me that you had another headache and almost loss consciousness."
"It really wasn't that bad. I just zoned out for a couple minutes and it seemed to distract my mother and father long enough to get them captured." Sydney glanced in her parent's direction where they were alternating between watching her and gazing at each other.
"See anything new this time." Vaughn discreetly took her hand in his and squeezed it gently.
"A lot of the same thing but I did feel something new. People came into the house then into my bedroom. I couldn't get off the floor and I was terrified but then I got this calming feeling as though I knew I wasn't in imminent danger. I couldn't make out all the words but I recognized that the people in the room were not speaking English." Sydney shrugged. "It still doesn't make much sense but I guess it's a start." She tried to smile however Vaughn easily saw through it.
For all the worrying occupying Vaughn, Sydney was on equal footing. Her mind ran through endless possible outcomes of the capture of her parents. When she looked at her father she was unable to see a man capable of turning his back on his patriotism but then, she reasoned she had not had the same amount of time to adjust to the situation.
In fact Sydney was still reeling from her mother's proclamation of being Mrs. Bristow. During the interim of two years her mother and father had reunited and remarried, a result she would have never suspected. The more she processed her parent's involvement with Sloane the more she questioned it. Glancing quickly at Vaughn gave her a view of him deep in thought and looking in the direction of her parents.
"Something else is going on isn't it?" Sydney stated quietly.
"With your parents?" Vaughn was torn from his thoughts. Sydney nodded surreptitiously. "Yes, I would have to agree with you." He paused. "But I have no clue as to what it is."
The van came to a halt eliciting a small sigh of relief from everyone. Agents from the second van surrounded the one carrying the prisoners before the doors were opened. Day light had begun to break over the endless plains causing the air to rise in degrees.
"Sir here are the codes." Dixon handed Kendall the codes Irina had taken from the facility.
"Good work." Kendall said without conviction.
"Thank you." Irina answered him sweetly. Jack gave her a warning sign hoping she would cease her antagonizing of Kendall.
"Are you getting sloppy Jack, or was the sheer shock of seeing your daughter again too much." Kendall moved closer to Jack and took careful assessment of the metal confining his arms behind his back. "How does it feel knowing that your daughter knows what a traitor her father has become. You're pathetic Jack! And I can't wait to see you in front of a tribunal back home, its over for you Jack and it will only be that much sweeter to take your lying whore of a wife down with you." Every agent listened with rapped attention at Kendall's tirade. Jack had remained completely impassive until the last line, at Kendall's words Jack snapped.
Before anyone could make a move, Jack had both his hands out of the cuffs and was holding Kendall's gun at the man's temple. The next instant everyone else had raised their guns and trained them on Jack and Irina.
"Jack put the gun down." Vaughn called out cautiously. Jack didn't move.
"Are you going to shoot me Jack? Why not, you've already abandoned your country." Kendall taunted. Jack's grip tightened on the gun.
"Dad, drop the gun. Please." Sydney yelled. Jack's arms relaxed slightly but the gun was still trained at Kendall's head.
"Apologize to my wife and I'll put the gun down." The menacing tone almost made Kendall shudder. The two men stared each other down moments more before Kendall conceded.
"Mrs. Bristow, you have my sincerest apologies." Kendall said sarcastically.
"Why Mr. Kendall, if I thought you meant that I would be touched." Irina returned facetiously, with a full smile. She was not able to get the grin off of her face despite the danger they were encountering, for her daughter had returned. "Jack would you like to drop the gun now or would you like the clip?" Irina held her recently freed hands out in front of her, displaying the bullet clip for the gun Jack was holding.
"No thank you sweetheart. I'm done." Jack dropped the gun on the ground and sported a small smile to show Kendall he had won.
"Get them inside." Kendall ground out. "And make sure they're secure this time!" He yelled at the retreating backs.
"Should I call Director Devlin and apprise him of our situation?" Weiss asked Kendall
"No, I'll handle this matter." Kendall left Weiss and walked into the building the CIA was currently occupying. Weiss watched him leave strangely and left in search of someone to answer his questions.
Jack and Irina had been placed on opposite sides of the only room capable of handling an interrogation. Kendall entered in a fury.
"Where is the Rambaldi device?" Kendall demanded.
"I don't know." Jack replied.
"Yes you do and you're going to tell me. You're also going to tell me where Sloane is." Vaughn, Sydney, Dixon and Marshall entered the room but didn't participate.
"We don't know where Sloane is. He won't be contacting us for another day." Irina answered.
"I want you to contact Sloane right now and tell him to meet you somewhere." Kendall paced the room.
"Impossible." Irina continued.
"Why?" Kendall stopped pacing and faced her.
With a straight face Irina simply stated. "We don't have his number."
Kendall's composure had deserted him; Irina's answer not helping his anger. "Listen to me carefully Jack, I can make your life miserable or livable all you have to do is answer the questions."
"I'm sorry but you're not cleared to hear the answers to any of your questions." Jack leaned back seemingly relaxed.
Kendall was able to take four good swings at Jack before Dixon and Vaughn pulled him away. Such a tactic was often used in interrogation but they felt not only that Sydney's presence warranted at least some decorum but that Kendall was not in control.
Weiss rushed through the door at break neck speed. "Director Devlin is on the phone Sir."
"I told you I would handle the situation Agent Weiss." Kendall was flustered. He hated being presented with traitors but it was even worse when he had worked countless days with said traitor. "I'll take the call." He relented sighing.
"Actually it's you he would like to speak to Sir." Weiss held the phone out for Jack.
Jack took the phone warily and...
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