Authors note: I'm back from my LONG trip that to tell you the truth was as
boring as hell. I'm itching to type although I haven't got a lot of time as
it is that time of the school year when we have to put our heads down and
work our butts off. My beta reader's computer officially died last week so
I am without her for this chapter so I apologise for any mistakes. Please
review as I have missed them.
Sydney awoke to the door being opened. She hadn't planned to fall asleep but she'd obviously drifted off. She watched the door carefully as it opened to reveal a woman being dragged in by one of the guards. He threw her on the floor and laughed.
"Have fun you two," he said before closing the door.
Sydney got of the bed to help the young woman up. "Are you okay?"
The woman looked up at Sydney and glared. "This is your fault you know, I was sent here by Devlin to look for you. It didn't matter that I was on holidays, it only mattered that I was half and hour away from here. So much for a peaceful holiday."
"I'm sorry, but how did they find you?"
"I'm not sure one minute I was talking to the bell boy the next I was hit over the head. I'm going to have the biggest headache later."
Sydney sighed and sat back down on the bed. "Did you see any sign of Dixon?"
"Who?"
"My partner. He was shot I think they might have brought him here."
"I didn't see much. I was out for most of the trip and I didn't see any rooms on the way here. Sorry. The name's Cassy by the way."
Sydney took Cassy's hand and shook it. "Sydney."
Vaughn looked at his watch it was four in the morning and he still had nothing. He felt totally helpless as he continued to worry about Sydney.
"I don't care where the hell he is I want to talk to him NOW."
Vaughn could hear yelling down the corridor and he decided to investigate. As he got closer to the yelling he could tell it was Jack. He took a deep breath before he turned the corner. Jack was yelling at Devlin's secretary, who looked terrified.
"I'm s..sorry but he's not here."
"Then call him," Jack yelled back.
"Jack?" Vaughn called out. The secretary gave him a grateful look before running off.
"Agent Vaughn what are you doing here?" Jack asked accusingly.
"I'm temporarily Sydney's handler again."
"I was just told she didn't come back from her mission in Hawaii. What is being done to find her?"
"We have a team out looking for her and another agent investigating. We are concerned about what SD-6's response will be."
"They seem to be doing nothing I have a meeting with Veitch in an hour."
Vaughn could see the stress on Jacks face. "We'll find her."
Just then Weiss ran around the corner. "Mike we have a problem."
Marshall sat in his office sweating. He'd turned up his fan as high as it would go but he still felt hot. Hot and guilty he thought to himself. His thoughts drifted to Sydney and Dixon. He was worried about the two agents that had become his friends. He didn't want to get in trouble with Mr Veitch but he felt he had to tell Sloane. He paused as he watched Mr Veitch's office. It seem quiet he took a deep breath and dialled the number.
"Hello," a gruff voice answered.
"I need to speak with Sloane."
"He is not to be disturbed."
"It's important." Marshall waited as he heard the phone being moved.
"What," he heard Sloane demand.
"Ahh Sir it's Marshall."
"Well what do you want?"
Sloane sounded angry and Marshal gulped. "The mission to Hawaii failed Dixon and Sydney are both missing."
"Why wasn't I informed earlier?"
"Mr Veitch said I shouldn't ring but."
"I'll be there as soon as I can," and with that Sloane hung up the phone.
Marshall let out a sigh of relief and went back to work.
"I can not believe Sydney's not going to be here for this. Maybe we should cancel?" Francie said as she searched her wardrobe for something to wear.
"No you're not getting out of this." Will was using up all of his persuasive power to convince Francie not to chicken out of her blind date. "I'll still be coming."
"No that will make me look stupid, like I need a babysitter. Plus you'd be the third wheel and I'd feel bad."
"Fine go by yourself," Will was going to murder Sydney when she got back. At least Francie looked like she was finally going to give in and go.
"Well. maybe. You promise me I'll like him."
"Defiantly." Will silently prayed that she would have a good time.
"Alright I'll go," Francie said as she went back to rummaging through her closet.
Brian was getting bored. He had agreed to fill in for his older brother; at first he'd thought it would be fun to be a security guard. He got to carry a gun and he got paid a heap by the hour. But after three hours of doing nothing he was ready to go home. He was just about to pick up another magazine when a long scream filled the corridor. Brian shot up from his seat. "Hello?"
"Please no, please," the voice begged.
Brain stood up and followed the voice down the corridor. "Anyone there?"
"Help, please."
The voice was coming from a door. Brain walked up to it and looked in. He gasped as he saw a black man lying on a table and another man bending over him holding a syringe. There was blood everywhere. Brain turned and ran out of the building never looking back. He was defiantly not filling in for his brother next week.
Sydney awoke to the door being opened. She hadn't planned to fall asleep but she'd obviously drifted off. She watched the door carefully as it opened to reveal a woman being dragged in by one of the guards. He threw her on the floor and laughed.
"Have fun you two," he said before closing the door.
Sydney got of the bed to help the young woman up. "Are you okay?"
The woman looked up at Sydney and glared. "This is your fault you know, I was sent here by Devlin to look for you. It didn't matter that I was on holidays, it only mattered that I was half and hour away from here. So much for a peaceful holiday."
"I'm sorry, but how did they find you?"
"I'm not sure one minute I was talking to the bell boy the next I was hit over the head. I'm going to have the biggest headache later."
Sydney sighed and sat back down on the bed. "Did you see any sign of Dixon?"
"Who?"
"My partner. He was shot I think they might have brought him here."
"I didn't see much. I was out for most of the trip and I didn't see any rooms on the way here. Sorry. The name's Cassy by the way."
Sydney took Cassy's hand and shook it. "Sydney."
Vaughn looked at his watch it was four in the morning and he still had nothing. He felt totally helpless as he continued to worry about Sydney.
"I don't care where the hell he is I want to talk to him NOW."
Vaughn could hear yelling down the corridor and he decided to investigate. As he got closer to the yelling he could tell it was Jack. He took a deep breath before he turned the corner. Jack was yelling at Devlin's secretary, who looked terrified.
"I'm s..sorry but he's not here."
"Then call him," Jack yelled back.
"Jack?" Vaughn called out. The secretary gave him a grateful look before running off.
"Agent Vaughn what are you doing here?" Jack asked accusingly.
"I'm temporarily Sydney's handler again."
"I was just told she didn't come back from her mission in Hawaii. What is being done to find her?"
"We have a team out looking for her and another agent investigating. We are concerned about what SD-6's response will be."
"They seem to be doing nothing I have a meeting with Veitch in an hour."
Vaughn could see the stress on Jacks face. "We'll find her."
Just then Weiss ran around the corner. "Mike we have a problem."
Marshall sat in his office sweating. He'd turned up his fan as high as it would go but he still felt hot. Hot and guilty he thought to himself. His thoughts drifted to Sydney and Dixon. He was worried about the two agents that had become his friends. He didn't want to get in trouble with Mr Veitch but he felt he had to tell Sloane. He paused as he watched Mr Veitch's office. It seem quiet he took a deep breath and dialled the number.
"Hello," a gruff voice answered.
"I need to speak with Sloane."
"He is not to be disturbed."
"It's important." Marshall waited as he heard the phone being moved.
"What," he heard Sloane demand.
"Ahh Sir it's Marshall."
"Well what do you want?"
Sloane sounded angry and Marshal gulped. "The mission to Hawaii failed Dixon and Sydney are both missing."
"Why wasn't I informed earlier?"
"Mr Veitch said I shouldn't ring but."
"I'll be there as soon as I can," and with that Sloane hung up the phone.
Marshall let out a sigh of relief and went back to work.
"I can not believe Sydney's not going to be here for this. Maybe we should cancel?" Francie said as she searched her wardrobe for something to wear.
"No you're not getting out of this." Will was using up all of his persuasive power to convince Francie not to chicken out of her blind date. "I'll still be coming."
"No that will make me look stupid, like I need a babysitter. Plus you'd be the third wheel and I'd feel bad."
"Fine go by yourself," Will was going to murder Sydney when she got back. At least Francie looked like she was finally going to give in and go.
"Well. maybe. You promise me I'll like him."
"Defiantly." Will silently prayed that she would have a good time.
"Alright I'll go," Francie said as she went back to rummaging through her closet.
Brian was getting bored. He had agreed to fill in for his older brother; at first he'd thought it would be fun to be a security guard. He got to carry a gun and he got paid a heap by the hour. But after three hours of doing nothing he was ready to go home. He was just about to pick up another magazine when a long scream filled the corridor. Brian shot up from his seat. "Hello?"
"Please no, please," the voice begged.
Brain stood up and followed the voice down the corridor. "Anyone there?"
"Help, please."
The voice was coming from a door. Brain walked up to it and looked in. He gasped as he saw a black man lying on a table and another man bending over him holding a syringe. There was blood everywhere. Brain turned and ran out of the building never looking back. He was defiantly not filling in for his brother next week.