White arrived in Moscow early the next morning, looking jet-lagged and
pissed off. He'd phoned Vaughn from the airport to let the team know that
he'd arrived and would meet them at the hospital the early next morning. He
booked himself into the same hotel as Vaughn and spent a good hour e-
mailing his contacts in Russia, trying to find out anything he could about
Artis.
True to his word, White had the team fully briefed and ready to go by 9.30. Sydney, Vaughn and another two agents where flying back to the states as soon as they could, on a military plane. The rest of the team, including White where staying in Moscow to try and find out how someone had managed to enter the hospital and dart Syd. They would also try to find out anything they could about Artis.
Syd, Vaughn and the other two agents had a short meeting with White. Syd went first. Vaughn waited anxiously outside, wishing he knew what was being said inside the room. He would have paced, but the short hallway was much too full for him to pace. The meeting was being held in one of the hospital's offices. It had been swept for bugs and found to be clean.
"How are you feeling, Agent Bristow?" White asked as she entered the room and sat down across from him. She noticed the thick gray folder on the desk in front of him.
"Fine, thank you. I just wish I knew why this whole thing happened." She said feeling slightly uncomfortable being alone in a room with White. She liked him. it just felt strange after what had happened.
"Yes, well, we'll be looking into that. As soon as we know anything, you'll know." He said crisply, but with a smile that took the harshness out of his words.
"Thank you." She said and meant it. She hoped White could tell that her words were sincere.
"We need." White changed his mind and started the sentence again. "Do you feel up to talking about the abduction?" He would have normally just asked, instead of dancing around the issue, but something had warned him against it this time.
"Yes." She said instantly. "But I want Vaughn in here when I do. He deserves to hear the full story. " She added. He nodded, rose and crossed the room in a few long strides. He disappeared outside the door for a moment, then came back in with Vaughn. She glanced at Vaughn with a quick, small smile in acknowledgement of his presence. Vaughn returned the smile and was tempted to wink. Only the seriousness of the meeting stopped him.
"Before we start, I have a question for you." White said "Do you know where the sensor is?" he asked
"Fenwick had it." She replied instantly
"Are you sure? We didn't find it on his body." Vaughn said. He didn't doubt her, but he had to make sure that it was right.
"Of course I'm sure. I gave it to him in the back of the van." She said, slightly testily. Fragments of the events keep coming back to her. She could remember almost twice as much about the abduction as she first could.
"I'd already meet up with Fenwick, been inside the building and retrieved the sensor before I was." she hesitated for a moment before she forced the word out "..captured."
White and Vaughn exchanged glances. "That's not what Fenwick told us. He said that you hadn't arrived at the meeting point."
"Oh, God." She said, suddenly realising the truth. "Oh, God."
"What?" the two men asked in unison. They hadn't made the connection.
"He was working with them." She said in a tight voice.
Everyone in the room paled at her words. They'd all been betrayed by Peter Fenwick, on many levels.
"My God. I wonder how much about the mission he told them." White was the first to find his voice. "The whole of the CIA is at risk."
"Do you think Artis knows where the sensor is?" Sydney asked
"I'd think so." Vaughn answered her question. He held her gaze for a second too long before they both looked away. He was proud that she'd realized what had happened, and quickly too.
"Okay, here's what's going to happen." White said, "Agent Vaughn, you and Agent Bristow will fly back to LA."
"Okay, sir."
"Once you're there, I want you to find out as much about Fenwick as you can. Pull his file if you need to. Find out how he was pulled into this."
"What should I do, sir?" Syd asked
"I want you to lay low. You can help Agent Vaughn, but I don't want SD-6 to know that you're still alive."
"Fine, sir." She said. "When do we leave?"
"Tonight."
True to his word, White had the team fully briefed and ready to go by 9.30. Sydney, Vaughn and another two agents where flying back to the states as soon as they could, on a military plane. The rest of the team, including White where staying in Moscow to try and find out how someone had managed to enter the hospital and dart Syd. They would also try to find out anything they could about Artis.
Syd, Vaughn and the other two agents had a short meeting with White. Syd went first. Vaughn waited anxiously outside, wishing he knew what was being said inside the room. He would have paced, but the short hallway was much too full for him to pace. The meeting was being held in one of the hospital's offices. It had been swept for bugs and found to be clean.
"How are you feeling, Agent Bristow?" White asked as she entered the room and sat down across from him. She noticed the thick gray folder on the desk in front of him.
"Fine, thank you. I just wish I knew why this whole thing happened." She said feeling slightly uncomfortable being alone in a room with White. She liked him. it just felt strange after what had happened.
"Yes, well, we'll be looking into that. As soon as we know anything, you'll know." He said crisply, but with a smile that took the harshness out of his words.
"Thank you." She said and meant it. She hoped White could tell that her words were sincere.
"We need." White changed his mind and started the sentence again. "Do you feel up to talking about the abduction?" He would have normally just asked, instead of dancing around the issue, but something had warned him against it this time.
"Yes." She said instantly. "But I want Vaughn in here when I do. He deserves to hear the full story. " She added. He nodded, rose and crossed the room in a few long strides. He disappeared outside the door for a moment, then came back in with Vaughn. She glanced at Vaughn with a quick, small smile in acknowledgement of his presence. Vaughn returned the smile and was tempted to wink. Only the seriousness of the meeting stopped him.
"Before we start, I have a question for you." White said "Do you know where the sensor is?" he asked
"Fenwick had it." She replied instantly
"Are you sure? We didn't find it on his body." Vaughn said. He didn't doubt her, but he had to make sure that it was right.
"Of course I'm sure. I gave it to him in the back of the van." She said, slightly testily. Fragments of the events keep coming back to her. She could remember almost twice as much about the abduction as she first could.
"I'd already meet up with Fenwick, been inside the building and retrieved the sensor before I was." she hesitated for a moment before she forced the word out "..captured."
White and Vaughn exchanged glances. "That's not what Fenwick told us. He said that you hadn't arrived at the meeting point."
"Oh, God." She said, suddenly realising the truth. "Oh, God."
"What?" the two men asked in unison. They hadn't made the connection.
"He was working with them." She said in a tight voice.
Everyone in the room paled at her words. They'd all been betrayed by Peter Fenwick, on many levels.
"My God. I wonder how much about the mission he told them." White was the first to find his voice. "The whole of the CIA is at risk."
"Do you think Artis knows where the sensor is?" Sydney asked
"I'd think so." Vaughn answered her question. He held her gaze for a second too long before they both looked away. He was proud that she'd realized what had happened, and quickly too.
"Okay, here's what's going to happen." White said, "Agent Vaughn, you and Agent Bristow will fly back to LA."
"Okay, sir."
"Once you're there, I want you to find out as much about Fenwick as you can. Pull his file if you need to. Find out how he was pulled into this."
"What should I do, sir?" Syd asked
"I want you to lay low. You can help Agent Vaughn, but I don't want SD-6 to know that you're still alive."
"Fine, sir." She said. "When do we leave?"
"Tonight."