Disclaimer: I own ALIAS... IN MY DREAMS! Um, yeah, so, on with the story, then!
Vaughn was running through the forest, the wind surging through his hair, fresh air manifesting itself in both of his lungs... yes, today was a good day to be running from irate gunmen who had most likely captured your CIA partner/lover, especially if you had an uncanny knowledge of the surrounding area, and knew that just around the final bend up ahead was a remote CIA safe house that had been confiscated with the Alliance raid several years ago...
But enough about Sydney's delicious blonde counterpart, because he was getting shot at, which isn't nearly as funny or entertaining as Sark and Lauren bickering, while Sydney listens, highly amused, and has to take down several guards, a pissed off Lauren, and the infamous Julian Sark smirk... (A/N: wait, did I just give something away? Darn it!)
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Sydney moved closer to the doorway, because Lauren had resorted to a whisper in order to save some of her British dignity...
"I don't see why you have to make everything about business!" She remarked. "Whenever it's the two of us on a mission, alone, and we're way ahead of schedule, like we always are, because you're such a talented spy..." (A/N: Lauren's out of character... but no one liked her, anyway, so...)
Lauren was, however, cut off by Sydney falling down into the doorway, rolling with laughter.
Sydney was met with a glare, a rather piercing one at that, but she paid no heed.
"Sark? Talented spy? You MUST be looking for something, and I don't mean a raise!" Sydney gasped out between giggles.
"GUARDS!!" Lauren yelled, as heavily armored and protected men stormed from either side of the hall headed towards the incapacitated Sydney.
(scene change)
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(scene change)
Sydney, using the doorframe for support, managed to stand up. She then landed two round-about kicks on the nearest guards, grabbed their guns, jumped on top of the nest available stand-in, and disappeared into the ceiling tiles. This left the non-high school graduate guards dazed and confused for a minute, until Lauren yelled:
"Get in the ceiling, you idiots!"
The guards then proceeded to climb on top of one another and into the ceiling after Sydney. Unfortunately for them, a ceiling tile can only hold so much weight, and the big, burly, manly, steroid-infested guards fell right through and all hit their heads, causing instantaneous death.
"Nice one." Sark smirked, as Sydney dropped down with cat-like agility.
"Thanks." She replied, knocking Lauren down.
"He wasn't talking... to... YOU!" Lauren screamed, charging into Sydney, but missing miserably, and running into a wall, knocking her out momentarily.
"Says who?" Sark asked, taking Sydney's hand. "Come, let's enjoy Italy while we still can."
"I would love to." She replied.
(scene change)
Vaughn locked the safe house door behind him.
"Whew, that was close." He said, exhaling deeply.