Disclaimer: I do not own ALIAS. I do, however, own Catherine.
A/N: I reloaded Chapter 13 with some new info, so check that out (it's a pretty good cliffhanger set –up)
Sark walked cautiously through the tunnels. He had seen some of the map, but never really studied it.
"Catherine? You down here?" He called out, using the wall as a guide. The tunnels were dark, with only small slits of light through triple reinforced vents.
Sark came across a door that was slightly ajar, with bright florescent light flowing out from the crack.
"Catherine?" He asked again, hoping she was in there, and not someone who had infiltrated the warehouse.
"You know..." A female voice floated from the room out into the tunnel.
"Catherine?" Sark asked, opening the door slightly.
She motioned for him to come in. "I'm here." She replied. "Just wondering how long it would take you to find me."
"It would be faster if you wouldn't run off like you did." Sark crossly remarked.
"Sorry." She shrugged.
While there was a pause in the conversation, Sark finally surveyed the room Catherine had chosen to hide out in.
There were two rows of lights that illuminated every corner, a desk pushed up against the far wall, which Catherine was hovering over, and tactical gear littered the white, tiled floor.
"Are there other rooms like this?" Sark asked.
Catherine looked up from the desk at him. Sighing and shaking her head, she replied, "You really didn't study the map."
"I didn't think I would need to. There was never really a reason for me to look at it." Sark shrugged.
"Then I guess you don't know me very well." Catherine grinned.
Out in the main storage room where the disc was, a muted thump of boots on an aluminum floor could be heard.
A/N: I reloaded Chapter 13 with some new info, so check that out (it's a pretty good cliffhanger set –up)
Sark walked cautiously through the tunnels. He had seen some of the map, but never really studied it.
"Catherine? You down here?" He called out, using the wall as a guide. The tunnels were dark, with only small slits of light through triple reinforced vents.
Sark came across a door that was slightly ajar, with bright florescent light flowing out from the crack.
"Catherine?" He asked again, hoping she was in there, and not someone who had infiltrated the warehouse.
"You know..." A female voice floated from the room out into the tunnel.
"Catherine?" Sark asked, opening the door slightly.
She motioned for him to come in. "I'm here." She replied. "Just wondering how long it would take you to find me."
"It would be faster if you wouldn't run off like you did." Sark crossly remarked.
"Sorry." She shrugged.
While there was a pause in the conversation, Sark finally surveyed the room Catherine had chosen to hide out in.
There were two rows of lights that illuminated every corner, a desk pushed up against the far wall, which Catherine was hovering over, and tactical gear littered the white, tiled floor.
"Are there other rooms like this?" Sark asked.
Catherine looked up from the desk at him. Sighing and shaking her head, she replied, "You really didn't study the map."
"I didn't think I would need to. There was never really a reason for me to look at it." Sark shrugged.
"Then I guess you don't know me very well." Catherine grinned.
Out in the main storage room where the disc was, a muted thump of boots on an aluminum floor could be heard.