Chapter 7- Janie

Janie's POV

As I walked onto the beach I saw Will immediately, not only because it was three in the morning and we were the only ones there, I would have noticed him on a crowded beach. He was staring out at the ocean and as I walked over I saw him lie down with his hands behind his head staring at the stars. He was someone I could always talk to, yes I began as just one of his many informants but then we became friends. We never went past there because I had never suggested it, but I was regretting that now.

As I got closer to him and he noticed that I was there he didn't get up, he just turned his head towards me and in a voice just above a whisper, said,

"Hey." God he is so sexy!

"Hey." I went and lay down next to him. We stared at the stars for a while before he started to talk.

"Sorry I called you so late."

"Really, its no big deal, but what's up? I mean you sounded really upset on the phone."

"Ugh! One of my co-workers got abducted from the Santa Monica beach today."

"What?! Why wasn't it on the news?"

"It's the CIA searching for their operative, they aren't gonna let it go on the news."

"Yeah."

"But we have all been working very hard for the past few hours. He was a pretty close friend."

"Will, I'm so sorry, what can I do to help?"

"What can you tell me about Julian Sark?"

"The cute, young British guy?"

"Hah!! Yeah! You know he is also like a major terrorist!"

"Well, he was working with Covenant right?"

"Yeah, how do you find this kind of stuff out?"

"I have my sources."

"No seriously, the CIA has been wondering."

"I track certain people for the government, that's all."

"okay…..well I think he is in Paris, that's the last I know, but he is a slimy bastard!"

"No kidding." We talked a little longer about the details of my work and what I had found. He put his arm around me and I felt more comfortable that I had in a long time. I rolled over and propped myself up with my arm on the other side of his body so that I was leaning over him.

"Will…" He put his arm on the back of my head and leaded me down into a kiss. I was shocked by his sudden boldness. We lay there a while longer until he said,

"So, you think that Sark is cute?" I laughed.

"Yeah, but he isn't really my type."

"What's your type?"

"You know, kinda boy next door looks, browny blonde hair, blue eyes." I stared into his eyes and I saw him blush.

"Good." He said almost inaudibly. After laying in the sand for a while longer, he told me that he had to get back to the CIA, but that he would call me. Unlike most other dates, I knew he would.

Will entered the CIA again just after three in the morning. As he walked over to Sydney's desk she looked up at him with an exhausted version of her trademark smile.

"Hey, any luck?"

"Yeah, Janie was really helpful!"

"Janie?" Sydney asked suggestively. She knew that there was more between them right away.

"Jane." Will corrected blushing again. Sydney checked her watch.

"Will, lets go, we have a briefing, you can tell me all about Janie later." She stood up from her chair, brushing sand off of Will's back. She rose her eyebrows at him and he rolled his eyes blushing. Everyone eventually filed into their respective seats in the debriefing room.

"Tell me we have something this time."

"Yes, we have something." Vaughn was the first to speak, "Director, it seems that Sark is no longer working for the Covenant."

"What?!"

"Yes, I spoke to a very reliable source who says he no longer works for the Covenant."

"Um, Director?"

"Tipin is it?"

"Yes, I also spoke to a reliable source of mine at LAX who said that Sark has gone rogue and is most likely working with a small group of other people."

"Who is this reliable source Mr. Tipin and how did they get such sensitive material?"

"Her name is Jane Reynolds, she is an airtraffic controller at LAX and the government uses her ties to the airlines to check up on various terrorists."

"Well done Mr. Tipin." Will tried without success to contain his smile.

"Sir, there is more." Kendall rose his eyebrows at Will indicating that he wanted him to continue. "Jane, er…Miss Reynolds was recently tasked to follow Sark's international movements and she recently spotted him passing through customs in Paris under the alias Jason McMann."

"Not to doubt you or your source, but I find it hard to believe that Sark wouldn't cover his tracks."

"Well, she never would have spotted him except for the fact that some major airports have instituted special cameras to compare everyone who passes through customs to a facial recognition database."

"Marshall can you confirm this?"

"I…um heard something about this but…Will, Mr. Tipin, Agent…I don't really know what to call you."

"Will is fine."

"Well, Will could you possibly get your contact to come in so that she could help my investigation?"

"Good, why wasn't I told about this program?" The room was silent, each person knowing how angry being left out of the loop made Kendall.

"Fine, for the time being, Tipin, get your contact in here, Marshall you and Tipin will work with her. Sydney, Vaughn, you will go to Paris to talk to your local contacts." Everyone nodded, happy to finally have results.

"Sydney, Vaughn, you are going in as newlyweds, Mrs. Abigail Greenford and Mr. Tom Greenford."

"Shouldn't be too much of a stretch!" Weiss said under his breath just loud enough for both Vaughn and Sydney to hear. Sydney was excited at the idea of being Michael Vaughn's wife for a while, little did she know he was thinking the same thing. I am going to be sharing a beautiful hotel room in Paris with Sydney Bristow.