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This is my 1st story, so I really hope you like it... please R/R!!! =)
Double Agents
Chapter 1- The Briefing
Marcus Dixon looked around the SD-6 offices. He loved the fact that he worked there. He saw the people at their desks on the phone or frantically typing away on their keyboards. He knew that everything he did there, a black ops division of the CIA, was for the good of his country.
Dixon checked his watch. It was almost eleven. Almost time for his next meeting with Arvin Sloane, the head of SD-6.
"Hey Dixon," a familiar voice called from behind him.
"Hey Sydney! How's it going?" Sydney Bristow was his partner on missions. Today she was looking stunning, as always.
"Great. How are you," Sydney asked with a smile on her face.
"I'm good. You ready for our briefing with Sloane," Dixon replied.
"Yes, of course. You know, it's almost eleven. We should get over to Op-Tech," Sydney said.
They walked together over to Op-Tech, Sloane's large conference room. Dixon and Sydney sat down ready to be briefed on their next mission.
At that moment Sloane walked in and smiled but didn't bother to say hello. Sloane liked to inform the agents of their mission and leave. There was usually no social contact.
"I've just been orientated with some new information. There is an organization called the Covenant. They buy, sell, and trade weapons of mass destruction. They kill in cold blood. SD-6 would like to know who the head of the Covenant is. We also believe Mr. Julian Sark is involved with the Covenant, though we have no reason to believe he is the head.
"Just now we've intercepted a message from the Covenant to a third party. They have scheduled a meeting in Cherbourg, France to discuss a possible trade of weapons. The meeting will be taking place at a secluded restaurant. There are more details in these folders." Sloane slid Dixon and Sydney each a folder. They both immediately picked up their folders and began to read.
Sloane started up again, "I'm sending Agents Dixon and Bristow in. Dixon, you'll be posing as an employee at the restaurant and serving as back up for Ms. Bristow in case anything goes wrong. Ms. Bristow will be posing as a valued customer and will have reserved seating next to the meeting. Marshall...?"
Marshall Flinkman, the tech guy, began to fill them in on the tech that they'll be bringing on the mission with them, "Hey! How's everyone doing...? Well if you're happy, you're going to be even happier after you see this! This is just a normal bracelet right? Well, no. There are microchips intricately built into the diamonds that can record a conversation, close range." Marshall smiled at all of them. Sydney was the only one to smile back.
"Your plane leaves in 48 hours. Good luck," Sloane finished. He walked out.
Michael Vaughn was here again. The room was particularly small and surrounded by chain link fences and large boxes. That was only for safety from Sloane and The Alliance. If SD-6 found out that that the CIA has contact with Sydney, then they would have her killed. He met her here to inform her of her counter missions. One day they would together bring down SD-6. Not only SD-6, but also the entire Alliance.
Suddenly he heard the quick, but steady, rapping of high heels on the concrete floor. Sydney was here. He knew she would be upset with her counter mission. He wished he could have done better, but it was so difficult to reason with Langley.
"Hey, Vaughn," Sydney said professionally. "I promised Will I would go with him for a run at the track, so you think we could make this a bit shorter than usual?"
Vaughn started, "Alright. No problem. There is nothing special about this counter mission anyway. All we need is a copy of that conversation. You will wear these earrings. They're similar to the bracelet that Marshall gave you."
As soon as Vaughn stopped talking Sydney started up again, "Okay. It sounds good, but shouldn't we prevent Sloane from getting a copy of the conversation? For all we know, he could be the third party, or even worse, involved with the Covenant."
Vaughn knew she would think of this, he did too, but Langley does not want to take the risk of putting Sydney in more danger than she has been lately. "Yes, I thought the same thing, but it's Langley's call, not mine. Just get a copy of that conversation, and you're good, for the most part," Vaughn said while staring deep into her eyes.
This is my 1st story, so I really hope you like it... please R/R!!! =)
Double Agents
Chapter 1- The Briefing
Marcus Dixon looked around the SD-6 offices. He loved the fact that he worked there. He saw the people at their desks on the phone or frantically typing away on their keyboards. He knew that everything he did there, a black ops division of the CIA, was for the good of his country.
Dixon checked his watch. It was almost eleven. Almost time for his next meeting with Arvin Sloane, the head of SD-6.
"Hey Dixon," a familiar voice called from behind him.
"Hey Sydney! How's it going?" Sydney Bristow was his partner on missions. Today she was looking stunning, as always.
"Great. How are you," Sydney asked with a smile on her face.
"I'm good. You ready for our briefing with Sloane," Dixon replied.
"Yes, of course. You know, it's almost eleven. We should get over to Op-Tech," Sydney said.
They walked together over to Op-Tech, Sloane's large conference room. Dixon and Sydney sat down ready to be briefed on their next mission.
At that moment Sloane walked in and smiled but didn't bother to say hello. Sloane liked to inform the agents of their mission and leave. There was usually no social contact.
"I've just been orientated with some new information. There is an organization called the Covenant. They buy, sell, and trade weapons of mass destruction. They kill in cold blood. SD-6 would like to know who the head of the Covenant is. We also believe Mr. Julian Sark is involved with the Covenant, though we have no reason to believe he is the head.
"Just now we've intercepted a message from the Covenant to a third party. They have scheduled a meeting in Cherbourg, France to discuss a possible trade of weapons. The meeting will be taking place at a secluded restaurant. There are more details in these folders." Sloane slid Dixon and Sydney each a folder. They both immediately picked up their folders and began to read.
Sloane started up again, "I'm sending Agents Dixon and Bristow in. Dixon, you'll be posing as an employee at the restaurant and serving as back up for Ms. Bristow in case anything goes wrong. Ms. Bristow will be posing as a valued customer and will have reserved seating next to the meeting. Marshall...?"
Marshall Flinkman, the tech guy, began to fill them in on the tech that they'll be bringing on the mission with them, "Hey! How's everyone doing...? Well if you're happy, you're going to be even happier after you see this! This is just a normal bracelet right? Well, no. There are microchips intricately built into the diamonds that can record a conversation, close range." Marshall smiled at all of them. Sydney was the only one to smile back.
"Your plane leaves in 48 hours. Good luck," Sloane finished. He walked out.
Michael Vaughn was here again. The room was particularly small and surrounded by chain link fences and large boxes. That was only for safety from Sloane and The Alliance. If SD-6 found out that that the CIA has contact with Sydney, then they would have her killed. He met her here to inform her of her counter missions. One day they would together bring down SD-6. Not only SD-6, but also the entire Alliance.
Suddenly he heard the quick, but steady, rapping of high heels on the concrete floor. Sydney was here. He knew she would be upset with her counter mission. He wished he could have done better, but it was so difficult to reason with Langley.
"Hey, Vaughn," Sydney said professionally. "I promised Will I would go with him for a run at the track, so you think we could make this a bit shorter than usual?"
Vaughn started, "Alright. No problem. There is nothing special about this counter mission anyway. All we need is a copy of that conversation. You will wear these earrings. They're similar to the bracelet that Marshall gave you."
As soon as Vaughn stopped talking Sydney started up again, "Okay. It sounds good, but shouldn't we prevent Sloane from getting a copy of the conversation? For all we know, he could be the third party, or even worse, involved with the Covenant."
Vaughn knew she would think of this, he did too, but Langley does not want to take the risk of putting Sydney in more danger than she has been lately. "Yes, I thought the same thing, but it's Langley's call, not mine. Just get a copy of that conversation, and you're good, for the most part," Vaughn said while staring deep into her eyes.