Chapter 25
One Week Later
Kendall watched Jack as he wandered around the central office space. He had a spring in his step and he had had for a good week. He didn't like it. He didn't like that Jack wasn't in any trouble whatsoever for breaking one of the CIA's most wanted out of prison and he didn't like that Irina was now cooperating more than ever. In just seven days she'd managed to give the CIA crucial data which led to the down fall of no less than four major terrorist organizations.
Now, this was all well and good for the CIA, but Kendall wasn't as stupid as he looked; her and Jack, one of them had a plan. They were up to something. It wasn't as if she could have tricked him into falling back into love with her, could she? And he doubted that Jack was capable of tricking her into falling into love with him. So what was it, if neither was using their own allure, then who was playing who?
He was startled out of his subconscious deliberation as Agent Vaughn stood in front of him, obscuring his view of Jack. Kendall looked up ready to get quite angry for no particular reason but was stopped by the serious look which was in place on the agent's face. "Sark is on the phone."
The look of distaste on Vaughn's face was evident enough that he thought Kendall shouldn't take the call. But Kendall knew better, Sark was useful, he'd contacted the CIA twice with updates to Irina's previously given information which had aided them with a number of operations. Whatever he was playing at, he was playing it well. He nodded to Vaughn and left for his office.
Alone, he picked up the phone and said, "You have two minutes."
On the other end of the line, Sark grinned, throwing a look at the woman who sat on the edge of the bed just across from him. "Of course sir." He rolled his eyes and a slight giggle was heard from the other side of the bed. "I have a proposition..."
O
Kendall slammed the phone down, he mouth pouted with disgust. What Sark had just offered was illogical and if he thought that Kendall would take the bait he was sorely mistaken, still if it actually worked, which it wouldn't, it would definitely be in the CIA's best interests.
O
In Sydney's bedroom, Sark put down the phone, he sighed, slightly upset that Kendall had felt the need to hang up on him. "Well?" Sydney asked from across the bed where she was sitting putting her boots on, ready to head off for what promised to be a very interesting day at work.
"Well...he hung up on me..." Sark sounded a little shocked, he'd always been one of those who thought that Irina's plans were infallible but this was unexpected.
"Or course he did, he must think you're insane asking for something like that."
"Ahh, and how exactly are you and your father going to convince him otherwise?" Sark asked back, standing and stretching, working the kinks out of his back.
"Oh we have a couple of tricks left to pull. Not to mention, we have - "
"Mr Vaughn." Sark cut her off.
Sydney smiled at him, noticing the faint jealousy in his eyes. "Yes, Michael," she emphasized the word, "He came up with something that has my mom smiling quite broadly.
"Ah, as he would."
Sydney rolled her eyes and crawled over the bed to stand beside him. She pulled him into a hug, giving him a light kiss on the cheek. "I love Michael. I know that makes you unhappy, but I'm sure that you'd rather be friends with me than nothing."
He smiled at her, "I suppose," he pouted. "I must say, you two do make a very lovely looking couple." Sydney grinned with triumph. Sark had been staying at her place for three days now and every morning she had to remind him that they were just friends. She never would have pinned him for someone who would accept not being able to have everything he wanted but she was now confident that, with her mother on her side, there was very little chance he would make a pass at her.
"There, that's settled then."
Sark looked up, the usual playful look in his eyes, "You never were my type anyway." She glared at him and half-heartedly threw a pillow. Catching it he laughed, "Now, you really should be getting to work. This is one day you cannot miss."
One Week Later
Kendall watched Jack as he wandered around the central office space. He had a spring in his step and he had had for a good week. He didn't like it. He didn't like that Jack wasn't in any trouble whatsoever for breaking one of the CIA's most wanted out of prison and he didn't like that Irina was now cooperating more than ever. In just seven days she'd managed to give the CIA crucial data which led to the down fall of no less than four major terrorist organizations.
Now, this was all well and good for the CIA, but Kendall wasn't as stupid as he looked; her and Jack, one of them had a plan. They were up to something. It wasn't as if she could have tricked him into falling back into love with her, could she? And he doubted that Jack was capable of tricking her into falling into love with him. So what was it, if neither was using their own allure, then who was playing who?
He was startled out of his subconscious deliberation as Agent Vaughn stood in front of him, obscuring his view of Jack. Kendall looked up ready to get quite angry for no particular reason but was stopped by the serious look which was in place on the agent's face. "Sark is on the phone."
The look of distaste on Vaughn's face was evident enough that he thought Kendall shouldn't take the call. But Kendall knew better, Sark was useful, he'd contacted the CIA twice with updates to Irina's previously given information which had aided them with a number of operations. Whatever he was playing at, he was playing it well. He nodded to Vaughn and left for his office.
Alone, he picked up the phone and said, "You have two minutes."
On the other end of the line, Sark grinned, throwing a look at the woman who sat on the edge of the bed just across from him. "Of course sir." He rolled his eyes and a slight giggle was heard from the other side of the bed. "I have a proposition..."
O
Kendall slammed the phone down, he mouth pouted with disgust. What Sark had just offered was illogical and if he thought that Kendall would take the bait he was sorely mistaken, still if it actually worked, which it wouldn't, it would definitely be in the CIA's best interests.
O
In Sydney's bedroom, Sark put down the phone, he sighed, slightly upset that Kendall had felt the need to hang up on him. "Well?" Sydney asked from across the bed where she was sitting putting her boots on, ready to head off for what promised to be a very interesting day at work.
"Well...he hung up on me..." Sark sounded a little shocked, he'd always been one of those who thought that Irina's plans were infallible but this was unexpected.
"Or course he did, he must think you're insane asking for something like that."
"Ahh, and how exactly are you and your father going to convince him otherwise?" Sark asked back, standing and stretching, working the kinks out of his back.
"Oh we have a couple of tricks left to pull. Not to mention, we have - "
"Mr Vaughn." Sark cut her off.
Sydney smiled at him, noticing the faint jealousy in his eyes. "Yes, Michael," she emphasized the word, "He came up with something that has my mom smiling quite broadly.
"Ah, as he would."
Sydney rolled her eyes and crawled over the bed to stand beside him. She pulled him into a hug, giving him a light kiss on the cheek. "I love Michael. I know that makes you unhappy, but I'm sure that you'd rather be friends with me than nothing."
He smiled at her, "I suppose," he pouted. "I must say, you two do make a very lovely looking couple." Sydney grinned with triumph. Sark had been staying at her place for three days now and every morning she had to remind him that they were just friends. She never would have pinned him for someone who would accept not being able to have everything he wanted but she was now confident that, with her mother on her side, there was very little chance he would make a pass at her.
"There, that's settled then."
Sark looked up, the usual playful look in his eyes, "You never were my type anyway." She glared at him and half-heartedly threw a pillow. Catching it he laughed, "Now, you really should be getting to work. This is one day you cannot miss."