Disclaimer: I do not own ALIAS. I do, however, own Catherine. I do not
own the concept of the Manhattan Once-Over. I read it in Shopoholic Takes
Manhattan (which I highly recommend, unless you are biased to British
humor...)
Catherine and Sark were in the midst of running through a system check when Lauren had slid down the escape hatch.
Sark had barely glanced up at her, because he was in the midst of checking the system.
Catherine, on the other hand, had stopped what she was doing, and was giving Lauren the Manhattan Once-Over. Lauren was giving Catherine the same courtesy. The two were rivals, and the only reason that they had agreed to help one another was because Catherine had decided to make a Stalin-esq move, and put aside her political differences for the sake of the greater cause. (A/N: See: World War II and the way Communist Russia and Democratic America got along to defeat Germany. Catherine would make the reference to Stalin as opposed to FDR or Truman, because she is Russian. Can you tell I have a history final coming up?)
Sark coughed to break the silence, and Catherine regained her in controlling demeanor.
"Bit... Lauren, be a dear and go check on the disc, please." Catherine ordered.
Lauren shrugged. "Whatever you say, who... Catherine."
Thus, Lauren headed off down the tunnel, whistling "God Save the Queen."
Sark hit the button that would test the alarm, and was pleased with his accomplishment when it went off.
Suddenly, there was a gun shot, causing Catherine to whip out her own gun, and take off down the hall.
"Mr. Vaughn." Lauren was saying as Catherine reached the end of the hall.
"What in the..." Catherine thought. "How did the CIA manage to get here so, QUICK?"
Sark had followed her down the hall, grabbing a gun on his way out of the room.
"I say we let Lauren deal with it." He remarked.
"No." Catherine snapped, stepping into the main warehouse storeroom.
Lauren was staring at an open window, and no one was around.
"Why'd you let them leave?" Catherine asked, running over to the ladder and beginning to climb up it.
"He didn't say anything." She muttered. "Nothing at all"
Catherine and Sark were in the midst of running through a system check when Lauren had slid down the escape hatch.
Sark had barely glanced up at her, because he was in the midst of checking the system.
Catherine, on the other hand, had stopped what she was doing, and was giving Lauren the Manhattan Once-Over. Lauren was giving Catherine the same courtesy. The two were rivals, and the only reason that they had agreed to help one another was because Catherine had decided to make a Stalin-esq move, and put aside her political differences for the sake of the greater cause. (A/N: See: World War II and the way Communist Russia and Democratic America got along to defeat Germany. Catherine would make the reference to Stalin as opposed to FDR or Truman, because she is Russian. Can you tell I have a history final coming up?)
Sark coughed to break the silence, and Catherine regained her in controlling demeanor.
"Bit... Lauren, be a dear and go check on the disc, please." Catherine ordered.
Lauren shrugged. "Whatever you say, who... Catherine."
Thus, Lauren headed off down the tunnel, whistling "God Save the Queen."
Sark hit the button that would test the alarm, and was pleased with his accomplishment when it went off.
Suddenly, there was a gun shot, causing Catherine to whip out her own gun, and take off down the hall.
"Mr. Vaughn." Lauren was saying as Catherine reached the end of the hall.
"What in the..." Catherine thought. "How did the CIA manage to get here so, QUICK?"
Sark had followed her down the hall, grabbing a gun on his way out of the room.
"I say we let Lauren deal with it." He remarked.
"No." Catherine snapped, stepping into the main warehouse storeroom.
Lauren was staring at an open window, and no one was around.
"Why'd you let them leave?" Catherine asked, running over to the ladder and beginning to climb up it.
"He didn't say anything." She muttered. "Nothing at all"