Title: Escape
Rating: At the moment we shall stick with a PG, but it might get up to a PG- 13, who knows
Summary: Vaughn and Sydney have been captured by Cuvee and Jack and Irina must race to save them
Notes: Enjoy people and read and review. Not the big cliff hanger yet, that's the next chapter, this one has only three, maybe four chapters left, so it's almost gone as well. Enjoy it while it's here and please of please review for more. Ahem, okay?
Author: If you hadn't guessed, it's me, Aeria, Aeryn, Doona, depending where you know me from.
Chapter Twelve
She looks back at me, blushing because she knows to say yes would be to betray the confidence people have in her, and yet, I sense she wants to accept, so I hurry on, "When we get back, to LA, when I'm back in my cell. Could you come by every now and then." Only once I've said it do I realize just how vulnerable it makes me feel, I can feel everyone staring at me, in particular Jack, and there is nothing I can do. I wait for answer and she doesn't give it immediately.
"What do you mean?"
I glance at Jack as we keep walking, a bird's call ringing out around us. He doesn't look mad, not at all, he's watching me, looking rather intrigued, rather interested in our exchange so I answer her, "Just to talk. I don't mind what about, I don't mind if it's monitored. But, I want to know you." She's looking at me, eyes narrowed as she tries to work out my thoughts.
Of course there is no way for her to read me, it's my job to make sure no one can read me. She looks to her father and I wonder what he's telling her to do, but then she opens her mouth, "I think I'd enjoy that."
I smile and put my head down, walking on; moving towards what I know is water. I can hear it in the distance. I glance at my watch, seeing the time and wondering how long we will have to hide form Cuvee, how long he will pursue us. I keep walking, everyone is behind me and the path is hard and difficult to follow, branches poking out scratch at my bare legs and arms. The heels are sinking low into the mud of the rainforest, making it twice as hard to lift my feet, I'd complain, but there's nothing that it would do, so I keep going.
The water is getting louder, heavier and I realize it is not just the sound of a running stream or rapids, but a waterfall, not huge and rushing but one of the more beautiful ones. No one speaks a word when we break through and find ourselves on a tiny plateau. Little ferns poke out from between black pebbles as the water rushes past. It's shallow, perhaps only up to the middle of my claves and there will no trouble crossing it. I walk into the edge, the cold water washing over the flash of my feet, I look around, bending over to wave a hand in the water.
Tentatively I take a sip, it tastes fine and I nod, everyone else is soon at the edge taking a well deserved drink, washing their faces, Sark with an eye on Sydney, Vaughn alongside him and Jack just watching all of us. I smile weakly at him and he nods back. Not a smile, but not a scowl, it is encouraging. To my right, in the distance I can see where the water plunges over the edge, I can see birds flying in and out of view as they fly below the horizon, I grin and know that that is where I need to go.
I tell the others, Sark moving to stand beside me, "We should walk with the water to the falls." Jack nods and I continue, "It'll cover our tracks, just in case and we'll be able to work out just where we are form the height." Everyone else murmurs agreement, no one shows they think it's a bad idea so we start off, I take m heels off, careful not to activate the C4 and carry them at my side, watching the water trail around my feet, delirious at the freedom it freely expresses.
The waterfall, by my calculations is a while away, perhaps twenty minutes at the rate we're walking. The water doesn't speed up much and it remains shallow, we walk, the five of us scattered up and down the edge, me slowly moving further and in until I'm wading with it up to my knees, it's deeper here than I'd expected. Sark starts conversation, "Irina, what exactly are you going to do with me?" My brow furrows, I hadn't thought of that.
Jack is watching me again, I can feel his eyes on my back so I don't make a show not knowing, instead I just turn to him and ask, "What kind of a deal can you cut him?" I can't believe I'm asking him, giving this control, Sydney and Vaughn are shocked too, jack's mouth hangs open for a few seconds before he rights himself.
Sark has no problem in voicing his shock, "You're not asking him?"
Jack cuts me off, "She is," I smirk at the water as it runs past ahead of me. "While I don't think the CIA will be impressed to find out I had anything to do with you, I do plan on telling them." I raise an eyebrow, but feel there is more, "But I figure that you are free to leave us and do what you will whenever you please. Escape..." he leaves the word hanging in the air, I can see Vaughn debating with himself just how he feels about this arrangement but he obviously remembers that Sark helped to save him.
I nod graciously at Jack, "Thank you." Sark glares at me and I have to laugh. This only causes Jack to slip his head around to stare at me, the sound still unsettles him and I apologize quickly, looking down and grinning at the water as I realize that while it isn't speeding up, it's not rising slowly.
Jack talks again, "They're not going to be impressed when I get back." I grin harder; he's only now realizing what he's done.
"I'd vouch it was for a noble cause, but I don't think that would help, not coming from me," he smiles at me and I grin back, I flick my head in time to see Sydney smiling to herself as well.
The waters quickly rising and everyone else is slowly moving away from me, towards the edge as it rises to mid thigh and I have to push myself to keep up. I love the feeling, it delights me, I've always had a fascination with water and I know this is my last chance with freedom so I take it, not caring what they thing, not caring if this gets me into trouble, I throw my heels at the bank, towards Sark who catches them clumsily, getting his pants wet in the process, "What the hell do you think you're doing, they're full of C4."
I grin and dive under, the top soaking through and the denim sticking to my legs, under the water, I can see everything, it's incredibly clear and perfect, I surface only for air, finding myself about five meters ahead of them, I turn wading and conscience that my top is suddenly more sheer than I would like. I grin at them, diving under again; admiring the green ferns from underwater and turned to swim looking up, obscured pictures of the four of them floating down. I come up, still in front despite trying to slow down.
"Slow down," gruff and angry from Sark though I don't take him seriously. I stand in the water, emerging until it's up to my hips, the material clinging to me and I see Jack looking at me in a way I hadn't expected anyone to ever look at me again, not unless they were on my side and especially not this man, the one man I desperately hoped would look at me like that.
I answer Sark, "Why?"
He just glares at me, "Because I don't feel like running."
Jack grins, I could swear that he knows what I'm about to say, "Then swim." I grin up, out of the water at Sark, he scowls back, looking around him.
Sydney and Vaughn are back a little, her shoes are off too, Vaughn holding onto her hand in a way certainly against protocol, they're oblivious to us and are just walking along happily. One look at Jack shows that he's on my side; Sark gives an exasperated sigh, "Slow down."
I rise an eyebrow and duck back under, pelting ahead under the water, kicking hard and dolphining through until I need air. I surface again and look around, they're miles back. I see Sark raise his hands to his mouth to shout, "You a real infuriating woman, Irina, you know that."
I grin and plunge back under, curving through the water back to them, Jack smiles at me again, the trust between us building and I see Sydney grinning too. Overall this mission has accomplished more than I could have ever imagined. I smile, ducking back under and continue swimming, again thinking over what I've seen, what I've accomplished in the past few days and in a few minutes time I can feel the water speeding up and I have to get out.
I wander out of the water and Jack steers me, with his hands, heaven forbid, and Vaughn and Sark forbid too, judging by their looks, to stand beside him. He keeps glimpsing up at me, his eyes averting back down to the ground whenever I flicker mine up. It's strange, whatever it is, it's been building and now here it is. He looks up again and I don't look up with him, I don't startle him into looking down with my eyes, instead I use my voice, laughing at the edges, "What?"
He stares for a moment before answering, looking behind him to see Vaughn and Sydney a while behind and Sark dawdling in the distance, still, for some reason sulking. "Will you use it to your advantage if I told you?" his voice is pure, more than it should be, but it's smooth and nice at the same time.
I grin at him, catching his eye this time, "Probably."
He looks back down and shakes his head, still smiling, I think, "I thought you'd day that." He takes a breath and I can feel something big coming, "I'll tell you anyway," a pause, "I'm falling for you again."
I'm shocked, that was what I expected but still, it's an incredible feeling, I test him, "How so?"
He just grins at me, "Don't push it Irina. At this rate when we get back, I'm going to be put into prison."
"With me?" I interrupt.
He grins, properly this time and I find it contagious, "No, I can't explain right now, I just want you to know."
I wait for a moment, still walking, letting my feet skim the water to my right as I step from rock to rock, the water speeding, I see we're almost there. "Me too." His head flicks up but refuse to comment, he can take it however he wants.
"You know this doesn't change anything." God knows why he asks it like a question.
I just simply nod. We walk, his eyes looking at the ground, I'm looking ahead so I'm the first one to sense it.
It's tiny, I shouldn't hear it, but I do, it's a gun, I can hear someone, somewhere with a gun. I turn, on edge, no one's behind us and everyone is looking at me as though I'm insane, I keep looking around, walking backwards, there's definitely no one behind us so I turn back around and for a moment I think my ears must be playing with me, but then we reach the end of the river and I can see down to where twenty or thirty men at least are staring up at us, Cuvee among them, all the guns aimed up at us hopelessly. They must be forty meters below us but they have a helicopter, parked not far back in a clearing and I see we are trapped immediately.
I know this had so many similarities to the show and my other fics, but I just, well, bad bloody luck, deal with it. Kidding! ;) Read and Review please, it's what keeps me going.
Rating: At the moment we shall stick with a PG, but it might get up to a PG- 13, who knows
Summary: Vaughn and Sydney have been captured by Cuvee and Jack and Irina must race to save them
Notes: Enjoy people and read and review. Not the big cliff hanger yet, that's the next chapter, this one has only three, maybe four chapters left, so it's almost gone as well. Enjoy it while it's here and please of please review for more. Ahem, okay?
Author: If you hadn't guessed, it's me, Aeria, Aeryn, Doona, depending where you know me from.
Chapter Twelve
She looks back at me, blushing because she knows to say yes would be to betray the confidence people have in her, and yet, I sense she wants to accept, so I hurry on, "When we get back, to LA, when I'm back in my cell. Could you come by every now and then." Only once I've said it do I realize just how vulnerable it makes me feel, I can feel everyone staring at me, in particular Jack, and there is nothing I can do. I wait for answer and she doesn't give it immediately.
"What do you mean?"
I glance at Jack as we keep walking, a bird's call ringing out around us. He doesn't look mad, not at all, he's watching me, looking rather intrigued, rather interested in our exchange so I answer her, "Just to talk. I don't mind what about, I don't mind if it's monitored. But, I want to know you." She's looking at me, eyes narrowed as she tries to work out my thoughts.
Of course there is no way for her to read me, it's my job to make sure no one can read me. She looks to her father and I wonder what he's telling her to do, but then she opens her mouth, "I think I'd enjoy that."
I smile and put my head down, walking on; moving towards what I know is water. I can hear it in the distance. I glance at my watch, seeing the time and wondering how long we will have to hide form Cuvee, how long he will pursue us. I keep walking, everyone is behind me and the path is hard and difficult to follow, branches poking out scratch at my bare legs and arms. The heels are sinking low into the mud of the rainforest, making it twice as hard to lift my feet, I'd complain, but there's nothing that it would do, so I keep going.
The water is getting louder, heavier and I realize it is not just the sound of a running stream or rapids, but a waterfall, not huge and rushing but one of the more beautiful ones. No one speaks a word when we break through and find ourselves on a tiny plateau. Little ferns poke out from between black pebbles as the water rushes past. It's shallow, perhaps only up to the middle of my claves and there will no trouble crossing it. I walk into the edge, the cold water washing over the flash of my feet, I look around, bending over to wave a hand in the water.
Tentatively I take a sip, it tastes fine and I nod, everyone else is soon at the edge taking a well deserved drink, washing their faces, Sark with an eye on Sydney, Vaughn alongside him and Jack just watching all of us. I smile weakly at him and he nods back. Not a smile, but not a scowl, it is encouraging. To my right, in the distance I can see where the water plunges over the edge, I can see birds flying in and out of view as they fly below the horizon, I grin and know that that is where I need to go.
I tell the others, Sark moving to stand beside me, "We should walk with the water to the falls." Jack nods and I continue, "It'll cover our tracks, just in case and we'll be able to work out just where we are form the height." Everyone else murmurs agreement, no one shows they think it's a bad idea so we start off, I take m heels off, careful not to activate the C4 and carry them at my side, watching the water trail around my feet, delirious at the freedom it freely expresses.
The waterfall, by my calculations is a while away, perhaps twenty minutes at the rate we're walking. The water doesn't speed up much and it remains shallow, we walk, the five of us scattered up and down the edge, me slowly moving further and in until I'm wading with it up to my knees, it's deeper here than I'd expected. Sark starts conversation, "Irina, what exactly are you going to do with me?" My brow furrows, I hadn't thought of that.
Jack is watching me again, I can feel his eyes on my back so I don't make a show not knowing, instead I just turn to him and ask, "What kind of a deal can you cut him?" I can't believe I'm asking him, giving this control, Sydney and Vaughn are shocked too, jack's mouth hangs open for a few seconds before he rights himself.
Sark has no problem in voicing his shock, "You're not asking him?"
Jack cuts me off, "She is," I smirk at the water as it runs past ahead of me. "While I don't think the CIA will be impressed to find out I had anything to do with you, I do plan on telling them." I raise an eyebrow, but feel there is more, "But I figure that you are free to leave us and do what you will whenever you please. Escape..." he leaves the word hanging in the air, I can see Vaughn debating with himself just how he feels about this arrangement but he obviously remembers that Sark helped to save him.
I nod graciously at Jack, "Thank you." Sark glares at me and I have to laugh. This only causes Jack to slip his head around to stare at me, the sound still unsettles him and I apologize quickly, looking down and grinning at the water as I realize that while it isn't speeding up, it's not rising slowly.
Jack talks again, "They're not going to be impressed when I get back." I grin harder; he's only now realizing what he's done.
"I'd vouch it was for a noble cause, but I don't think that would help, not coming from me," he smiles at me and I grin back, I flick my head in time to see Sydney smiling to herself as well.
The waters quickly rising and everyone else is slowly moving away from me, towards the edge as it rises to mid thigh and I have to push myself to keep up. I love the feeling, it delights me, I've always had a fascination with water and I know this is my last chance with freedom so I take it, not caring what they thing, not caring if this gets me into trouble, I throw my heels at the bank, towards Sark who catches them clumsily, getting his pants wet in the process, "What the hell do you think you're doing, they're full of C4."
I grin and dive under, the top soaking through and the denim sticking to my legs, under the water, I can see everything, it's incredibly clear and perfect, I surface only for air, finding myself about five meters ahead of them, I turn wading and conscience that my top is suddenly more sheer than I would like. I grin at them, diving under again; admiring the green ferns from underwater and turned to swim looking up, obscured pictures of the four of them floating down. I come up, still in front despite trying to slow down.
"Slow down," gruff and angry from Sark though I don't take him seriously. I stand in the water, emerging until it's up to my hips, the material clinging to me and I see Jack looking at me in a way I hadn't expected anyone to ever look at me again, not unless they were on my side and especially not this man, the one man I desperately hoped would look at me like that.
I answer Sark, "Why?"
He just glares at me, "Because I don't feel like running."
Jack grins, I could swear that he knows what I'm about to say, "Then swim." I grin up, out of the water at Sark, he scowls back, looking around him.
Sydney and Vaughn are back a little, her shoes are off too, Vaughn holding onto her hand in a way certainly against protocol, they're oblivious to us and are just walking along happily. One look at Jack shows that he's on my side; Sark gives an exasperated sigh, "Slow down."
I rise an eyebrow and duck back under, pelting ahead under the water, kicking hard and dolphining through until I need air. I surface again and look around, they're miles back. I see Sark raise his hands to his mouth to shout, "You a real infuriating woman, Irina, you know that."
I grin and plunge back under, curving through the water back to them, Jack smiles at me again, the trust between us building and I see Sydney grinning too. Overall this mission has accomplished more than I could have ever imagined. I smile, ducking back under and continue swimming, again thinking over what I've seen, what I've accomplished in the past few days and in a few minutes time I can feel the water speeding up and I have to get out.
I wander out of the water and Jack steers me, with his hands, heaven forbid, and Vaughn and Sark forbid too, judging by their looks, to stand beside him. He keeps glimpsing up at me, his eyes averting back down to the ground whenever I flicker mine up. It's strange, whatever it is, it's been building and now here it is. He looks up again and I don't look up with him, I don't startle him into looking down with my eyes, instead I use my voice, laughing at the edges, "What?"
He stares for a moment before answering, looking behind him to see Vaughn and Sydney a while behind and Sark dawdling in the distance, still, for some reason sulking. "Will you use it to your advantage if I told you?" his voice is pure, more than it should be, but it's smooth and nice at the same time.
I grin at him, catching his eye this time, "Probably."
He looks back down and shakes his head, still smiling, I think, "I thought you'd day that." He takes a breath and I can feel something big coming, "I'll tell you anyway," a pause, "I'm falling for you again."
I'm shocked, that was what I expected but still, it's an incredible feeling, I test him, "How so?"
He just grins at me, "Don't push it Irina. At this rate when we get back, I'm going to be put into prison."
"With me?" I interrupt.
He grins, properly this time and I find it contagious, "No, I can't explain right now, I just want you to know."
I wait for a moment, still walking, letting my feet skim the water to my right as I step from rock to rock, the water speeding, I see we're almost there. "Me too." His head flicks up but refuse to comment, he can take it however he wants.
"You know this doesn't change anything." God knows why he asks it like a question.
I just simply nod. We walk, his eyes looking at the ground, I'm looking ahead so I'm the first one to sense it.
It's tiny, I shouldn't hear it, but I do, it's a gun, I can hear someone, somewhere with a gun. I turn, on edge, no one's behind us and everyone is looking at me as though I'm insane, I keep looking around, walking backwards, there's definitely no one behind us so I turn back around and for a moment I think my ears must be playing with me, but then we reach the end of the river and I can see down to where twenty or thirty men at least are staring up at us, Cuvee among them, all the guns aimed up at us hopelessly. They must be forty meters below us but they have a helicopter, parked not far back in a clearing and I see we are trapped immediately.
I know this had so many similarities to the show and my other fics, but I just, well, bad bloody luck, deal with it. Kidding! ;) Read and Review please, it's what keeps me going.