Blood Binds – But Betrayal Blinds
THREE – Identical Deeds
Rating: PG/PG-13
Setting: Prague, LA, Unknown Location in Eastern Europe
Characters: Sydney Bristow, Jack Bristow, Eric Weiss, Marshall Flinkman, Will Tippin, Michael Vaughn, Elle Williams (Maggie Gyllenhaal), Marianske Kafka (Naomi Watts), Marcus Dixon mentioned Renee Persson (undecided), Matthias Mohrle (undecided), Antonio Plassenegger, Rade Kientz (undecided), Ivan Rushkin (undecided), Khazari Bomani
Length: 1,212 Words
Jack steadies himself, watching the dark haired, and vibrant man hold his daughter. The man he killed - Simon Walker. Jack's blood is boiling. First this man has the audacity to take his daughter hostage, but he's also throwing the fact that he was sloppy back in his face. Jack curses himself for not shooting the man in the head - and opting for the chest. Jack vows to himself that he will kill this man. He won't be sloppy this time.
The people in the banquet hall scream, crouching at the site of the gun. The group parts, leaving a direct line between Jack and his daughter's fate. A direct line, only 7 feet of space, between him and Simon Walker. And Simon stands, across the room, wearing a black tuxedo, holding the gun at Sydney's head, pulling her backward. He smiles. "You!" He yells at Jack. Jack stands alone, feeling helpless. "So, we meet again, Agent Bristow." His words are cliché, but oddly suitable for this situation. Simon leans in and sniffs Sydney's hair, keeping his eyes on Jack the entire time.
"Let her go!" Jack yells. Sydney shakes her head. In times like this, her courage always overpowers her better judgment. She'll throw her life in the line of danger, in front of anyone else. She will sacrifice herself, always, if it means there will be a better good. Jack hates that about his daughter. He wishes she would think about herself, and the risks facing her. But he knows she won't. "Simon, we'll get you whatever you want; we'll meet your demands - just let my daughter go. You have my word." Jack boldly states. Sydney is breathing heavy, searching her mind for a way to escape the man's grasp.
"No." Simon's voice is low, because he knows it doesn't need to carry - he knows Jack Bristow will listen either way. "No, I believe you'll meet my demands, and then you'll get your daughter back." Simon grins. He raises his eyebrows in Jack's direction. Jack nods. "Good, good." He continues to walk backwards, pulling Sydney with him, toward the door. "You will get the CIA to release Rene Persson and Mathias Mohrle. Your daughter will make contact with you concerning their release in..." Simon trails for a moment, thinking, "ten hours."
Sydney's eyes plead with her father, telling him to agree with the demands. "Okay," Jack agrees. And Simon continues to smile. Jack walks forward, as Simon and his daughter move backward for the door.
"That - those... those names, I know them." Will suddenly states, turning to Vaughn. He covers his mic. "An analyst working beneath me - I think her name is Heidi? - has been researching them." And instantly, Vaughn rips his headset from his skull, Will doing the same. The two men rush through the halls, running and pushing past people along the way. It feels like it's taking forever to get to the department Will works in. They turn corners, and run through the small lobby to where Will's office over sees the 4 beneath him. And once they reach the appropriate door, they don't hesitate to open it. However, just as the moment that Will throws the door open, a female is about to exit the room. "Oh my God!" She yells, her cup of water suddenly spilling across her chest.
"Heidi!" Will's breath is heavy as he tries to speak. She stares at him confused.
"Elle..." She trails slightly, brushing the water off of her blouse. Will begins to speak, out of breath, but Vaughn holds his hand up to stop him. The girl, who is clearly younger than the two men, halts as the man she's never seen before begins to speak.
He turns to the girl who looks completely shocked and confused. "Do you know who Rene Persson and Mathias Mohrle are?" Vaughn quickly asks. She nods, slowly, brown eyes behind black-framed glasses full of concern. She gulps hard before speaking
"Umm yes, they work for Antonio Joakim Plassenegger and Ivan Rushkin - Rene and Mathias are half brothers, German, ties in Russia with a man named Rade Kientz. I did 40 pages in report on them a couple weeks ago - major weapon's dealers (mostly with a man named Bomani), minor drug trafficking, a lot of barbiturates in... sex fetish clubs actually -" She's cut off by Vaughn's nodding face, telling her to stop. The whole exchange is completely dizzying to her. She subconsciously bites the inside of her lip.
"Alright, we need you - right now." He forcefully states. Will grabs the woman's arm and the three then run back through the halls.
Simon Walker continues to hold the gun to the girl's head, practically bruising her skull, as he pulls her out of the building. Jack runs after them, but just misses as Sydney is thrown into a car with Walker. Immediately Weiss has the car to the front of the building, picking Jack up. He tosses a gun to the man as the car takes off. They drive through the streets of Prague, Jack shooting at the car in front.
The chase keeps up for a while, Weiss staying close behind the black car with tinted windows in front. Jack shoots the back window the car, obscuring the vision of the driver in front. Walker's car swerves slightly, before it suddenly turns down a street unexpectedly. Weiss misses the turn, and drives past it slightly, before sharply turning 180 degrees and then into the street, Jack holding on to the dashboard and open window frame.
They turn down the dark black night enveloped street, spotting the red lights from the other car up ahead, turning down another street. Weiss quickly maneuvers the car to that street and turns on it, just in time to see Simon's car turn off of it. However, the second they get down that street, Walker's car is gone. "Son of a bitch!" Jack yells, slamming his fist against the seat of the car.
They slowly drove down the streets, keeping a look out for the car. Jack continues to curse frustrated, hoping they'll spot his daughter. "I still have Sydney's signal!" They hear Marshall exclaim. Weiss turns to Jack.
"That means she's close. This is a short range feed!" He exclaims. And Jack nods, sighing at the same time.
Marshall diligently types at his computer, strengthening the signal from Sydney's com. Dixon leans forward, anticipating every event and action. He looks up as Will, Vaughn, and a woman he's only seen a few times, remembering being introduced to her when he made Director. Quickly the two men grab their headsets once more. "What's happening, Marshall?" Vaughn asks. The girl stands back, watching, almost in awe.
"Well we still have both visual and audio feeds." He states, typing continually. "That means she's within two hundred yards." He explains. Will takes a deep breath and holds it in. However they all watch as the video feed gives out. "They're still moving."
They listen, hearing muffled words coming through Sydney's com-link. A loud gasp and scream comes through their earpieces before the audio cuts out as well. Slowly Marshall turns to everyone. "The signal is dead."