Story Title: Recollection
Rating: PG-13 to R (for language and violence)
Plot Summary: Sydney is on a mission with Vaughn and Weiss when she has a violent memory of where she was during the missing two years
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, I'm just using them for entertainment purposes.
Author's Notes: This was written before Season 3 aired so it obviously doesn't deal with S3 at all.
It's time for the Recollection
Sydney strides into the conference room, nodding her head and smiling as Marshall details the plotline for his newest pop-up book as he walks beside her. She takes her seat at one of the side tables and opens the folder in front of her, eyeing the specs for the newest mission. Dixon stands up and clicks a button on the remote control in his hand. The face of a man in his mid-forties, with a strong, rugged face, illuminates the main TV screen in the front of the room.
"I'd like everyone to meet Mr. Evan Porchek." Dixon picks up the folder in front of him and begins to read from it. "Evan used to work with K-Directorate, but after the untimely demise of Ilyich Ivankov, the head of K-directorage, he left the group and became a freelance hit man. Apparently, he was approached by the Covenant and is now in their employment. We do not know if this is a one-time job, or a full-time position, but we need to find out." He clears his throat and tosses the folder back onto the desk next to him. "Sydney, Vaughn, you are all traveling to Kaliningrad, where Porchek is staying. This is strictly a reconaissance mission." His eyes lock on Sydney's. "No interaction. Marshall will go over the op-tech, you leave tonight."
Sydney sighs and glances at Lauren and Vaughn sitting across from her. Lauren nervously shifts her glance between Syd and Vaughn, probably imagining all the things that could happen between the two of them while alone in Russia.
In Marshall's office, Sydney's mind begins to wander, trying to picture what their wedding was like. What kind of dress did she wear, did he dance, did they write their own vows. Her mind snaps back to reality just as Marshall completes his speech on how to properly store the video surveillance cameras. She smiles politely and begins to grab the equipment. "Thanks, Marshall. I think we've used all of this equipment before." She waves goodbye and her and Vaughn head out of the office, heading back to their respective apartments.
Sydney rushes around her apartment, still not feeling like it's a home. She had tried to avoid putting up pictures, they would only remind her of the life she had before, but the people in those pictures were a part of her life, even if they aren't now. She sits on her bed and picks up the frame on her nightstand. The three smiling faces of Will, Francie, and herself stare back up at her, frozen in an eternally happy moment. Tears well up in her eyes as she replaces the picture and stands up to finish her packing.
The chirping, musical ring of her cell phone blares through her apartment, the tiny screen displaying the caller ID as: Vaughn. His voice came blaring through the speaker as it pressed against her ear. "It's time."
They met up at the designated airport, their plane already running and waiting for takeoff. About a half an hour later, the plane was in the air, Vaughn and Sydney alone in the main cabin. Sydney sits in the large plush chair, her legs curled up under herself, with a fleece blanket draped over her lap. The folder of the mission is spread out across her legs, but her eyes are fixed out the round window beside her. Vaughn clears his throat and sits down in the chair facing hers.
"So, what do you think, Porchek is working full time for the Covenant?" Vaughn manages a weak smile as he looks at her, still quite unsure of how to make small talk between the two of them.
"Um, I don't really know yet. I guess we just have to wait an--"
Vaughn cut her off. "I miss you."
Rating: PG-13 to R (for language and violence)
Plot Summary: Sydney is on a mission with Vaughn and Weiss when she has a violent memory of where she was during the missing two years
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, I'm just using them for entertainment purposes.
Author's Notes: This was written before Season 3 aired so it obviously doesn't deal with S3 at all.
It's time for the Recollection
Sydney strides into the conference room, nodding her head and smiling as Marshall details the plotline for his newest pop-up book as he walks beside her. She takes her seat at one of the side tables and opens the folder in front of her, eyeing the specs for the newest mission. Dixon stands up and clicks a button on the remote control in his hand. The face of a man in his mid-forties, with a strong, rugged face, illuminates the main TV screen in the front of the room.
"I'd like everyone to meet Mr. Evan Porchek." Dixon picks up the folder in front of him and begins to read from it. "Evan used to work with K-Directorate, but after the untimely demise of Ilyich Ivankov, the head of K-directorage, he left the group and became a freelance hit man. Apparently, he was approached by the Covenant and is now in their employment. We do not know if this is a one-time job, or a full-time position, but we need to find out." He clears his throat and tosses the folder back onto the desk next to him. "Sydney, Vaughn, you are all traveling to Kaliningrad, where Porchek is staying. This is strictly a reconaissance mission." His eyes lock on Sydney's. "No interaction. Marshall will go over the op-tech, you leave tonight."
Sydney sighs and glances at Lauren and Vaughn sitting across from her. Lauren nervously shifts her glance between Syd and Vaughn, probably imagining all the things that could happen between the two of them while alone in Russia.
In Marshall's office, Sydney's mind begins to wander, trying to picture what their wedding was like. What kind of dress did she wear, did he dance, did they write their own vows. Her mind snaps back to reality just as Marshall completes his speech on how to properly store the video surveillance cameras. She smiles politely and begins to grab the equipment. "Thanks, Marshall. I think we've used all of this equipment before." She waves goodbye and her and Vaughn head out of the office, heading back to their respective apartments.
Sydney rushes around her apartment, still not feeling like it's a home. She had tried to avoid putting up pictures, they would only remind her of the life she had before, but the people in those pictures were a part of her life, even if they aren't now. She sits on her bed and picks up the frame on her nightstand. The three smiling faces of Will, Francie, and herself stare back up at her, frozen in an eternally happy moment. Tears well up in her eyes as she replaces the picture and stands up to finish her packing.
The chirping, musical ring of her cell phone blares through her apartment, the tiny screen displaying the caller ID as: Vaughn. His voice came blaring through the speaker as it pressed against her ear. "It's time."
They met up at the designated airport, their plane already running and waiting for takeoff. About a half an hour later, the plane was in the air, Vaughn and Sydney alone in the main cabin. Sydney sits in the large plush chair, her legs curled up under herself, with a fleece blanket draped over her lap. The folder of the mission is spread out across her legs, but her eyes are fixed out the round window beside her. Vaughn clears his throat and sits down in the chair facing hers.
"So, what do you think, Porchek is working full time for the Covenant?" Vaughn manages a weak smile as he looks at her, still quite unsure of how to make small talk between the two of them.
"Um, I don't really know yet. I guess we just have to wait an--"
Vaughn cut her off. "I miss you."