She sat in the dark waiting. Possibilities rushing through her head. 'He's
out running', that was the most likely solution. Except that, that became
less and less likely as the minutes turned to hours. She was surprised by
her sudden waves of fear. Was he hurt? Did he know? Was there someone else?
She was having all of the normal "girlfriend" worries, as well as those of
her persona as an Agent. By midnight she gave up. She drove back to her
small apartment, and showered. There was nothing she could do at the
moment. She couldn't gain help from anyone. That would entail admitting she
messed up. But as the cold water rushed over her head, she told herself
over and over again, that by morning everything would be better. Everything
would be going her way.
He drove madly thought the deserted streets on the outskirts of LA. He knew his way well. The jet was standing by awaiting orders to go anywhere, and do anything. It was a luxury Jack often took for granted: Trustworthy connections, who kept their mouths shut and their planes ready. He paid them amply in return.
He didn't dare look at her, much led think about her. She was so close to him, and here he was on his way to send her halfway around the world. He shook his head, trying to erase thoughts of her, alive and well. Well, alive at least.
The trip seemed to fly by. Jack and Vaughn stepped out of the car first, guns drawn. The two persons in the back were both wanted women, precious cargo. Jack nodded telling Sydney and Irina to get out. They quickly headed for the stairs leading to the jet. Jack and Vaughn followed closely in tight formation.
Once they two women were safely inside the plane, Jack went to the cockpit. Sydney sat herself next to her mother. Vaughn took a seat across from them. When Jack walked back to where they sat, his eyes were glued to Sydney, as hers were to his. She stood as he approached, and without a word he wrapped her in a tight hug.
"Oh, Sydney." He sighed after a moment of just breathing her in.
"Dad, I," Sydney started, truly unsure of what she wanted to say.
"I love you so much. I'm glad you're safe now." He said, almost unable to speak.
After a few moments he finally let her go. He sat next to Vaughn, and Sydney retook her place next to her mother.
"There will be a plane waiting for you in Switzerland. The pilot will take you wherever you need to go." Jack said looking between Irina and Sydney.
"You're not coming." Sydney said sadly.
"No sweetheart. The Covenant watched my every move. I can't leave the country so suddenly it would look to suspicious. I will contact you via this phone, soon." He said handing Sydney the cell phone. "It's completely untraceable." He assured, before turning to Vaughn. "You must be in Marseilles by dawn, three days from now. You're plan tickets will be waiting at the counter." Jack said, handing him a passport and roll of money.
"Jack," Irina said softly, smiling at him before standing. He followed suit and stepped toward her to embrace her warmly. Sydney and Vaughn watched in embarrassed awe as they whispered to each other for a moment before kissing and releasing one another.
"Vaughn," Jack said holding out his hand for the younger man to shake.
"I don't know what to say Jack." Vaughn said standing and firmly shaking his hand.
"What you said before, was enough." Jack said, sounding a little forced. He released Vaughn was met by Sydney, already standing, who pulled him into a tight hug, yet again.
"I love you Dad. I'll talk to you soon." She said softly into his ear.
"Stay safe sweetheart." He said reluctantly letting her go. He looked at her, tears in his eyes as he turned to leave. With a heavy sigh he stepped off the plane and watched from his car as it took off.
He drove madly thought the deserted streets on the outskirts of LA. He knew his way well. The jet was standing by awaiting orders to go anywhere, and do anything. It was a luxury Jack often took for granted: Trustworthy connections, who kept their mouths shut and their planes ready. He paid them amply in return.
He didn't dare look at her, much led think about her. She was so close to him, and here he was on his way to send her halfway around the world. He shook his head, trying to erase thoughts of her, alive and well. Well, alive at least.
The trip seemed to fly by. Jack and Vaughn stepped out of the car first, guns drawn. The two persons in the back were both wanted women, precious cargo. Jack nodded telling Sydney and Irina to get out. They quickly headed for the stairs leading to the jet. Jack and Vaughn followed closely in tight formation.
Once they two women were safely inside the plane, Jack went to the cockpit. Sydney sat herself next to her mother. Vaughn took a seat across from them. When Jack walked back to where they sat, his eyes were glued to Sydney, as hers were to his. She stood as he approached, and without a word he wrapped her in a tight hug.
"Oh, Sydney." He sighed after a moment of just breathing her in.
"Dad, I," Sydney started, truly unsure of what she wanted to say.
"I love you so much. I'm glad you're safe now." He said, almost unable to speak.
After a few moments he finally let her go. He sat next to Vaughn, and Sydney retook her place next to her mother.
"There will be a plane waiting for you in Switzerland. The pilot will take you wherever you need to go." Jack said looking between Irina and Sydney.
"You're not coming." Sydney said sadly.
"No sweetheart. The Covenant watched my every move. I can't leave the country so suddenly it would look to suspicious. I will contact you via this phone, soon." He said handing Sydney the cell phone. "It's completely untraceable." He assured, before turning to Vaughn. "You must be in Marseilles by dawn, three days from now. You're plan tickets will be waiting at the counter." Jack said, handing him a passport and roll of money.
"Jack," Irina said softly, smiling at him before standing. He followed suit and stepped toward her to embrace her warmly. Sydney and Vaughn watched in embarrassed awe as they whispered to each other for a moment before kissing and releasing one another.
"Vaughn," Jack said holding out his hand for the younger man to shake.
"I don't know what to say Jack." Vaughn said standing and firmly shaking his hand.
"What you said before, was enough." Jack said, sounding a little forced. He released Vaughn was met by Sydney, already standing, who pulled him into a tight hug, yet again.
"I love you Dad. I'll talk to you soon." She said softly into his ear.
"Stay safe sweetheart." He said reluctantly letting her go. He looked at her, tears in his eyes as he turned to leave. With a heavy sigh he stepped off the plane and watched from his car as it took off.