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Part IV: Is it Just me or is it getting too tense?
Lauren moved past a new group of trainees who were currently in orientation, looking more enthusiastic than the last group, which amazed her, they'd been wired.
She somehow gracefully made it away from them without one strand of her bun moving out of place. She let out a breath and went through the door where things always seemed to be busy. The Joint Task Force.
"Mornin Lauren," Marshall greeted and then paused for a moment to grin at Carrie who was on his arm as though he was escorting her to a formal high school function. "I just made as rhyme! Hey! That's it, we're going to name her, Lauren."
"And if it's a boy?" Carrie put in, teasingly.
Marshall bit his lip and concentrated hard, which blew Carrie's mind. Marshall was the CIA's gizmo guy. He was a calculus genius.
"Sorry Ms. Reed," Carrie lamented and then steered Marshall away, who was pondering, "Well, what name rhymes with Lauren?"
Lauren watched the two leave, amused. Marshall and Carrie were complete opposite, yet they stuck together likes peas of a pod.
She stared down at her feet after spotting Michael who had just entered the room, looking very torn and seeing how awful the sight was made her heart race, knowing that it could very well be because of the fight they'd had earlier.
She found herself turning away when Michael noticed her and felt foolish. It was as though she was playing hard-to-get.
She could barely keep from smiling though when she saw a pair of polished black shoes stop next to hers.
"Hello sweetheart."
"Michael."
"Are you still going to do this? Ignore me because I don't think Syd deserves to go through a lobotomy?" Michael complained when he realized that Lauren's expression was tight.
"I'm talking to you, aren't I?"
Michael refrained from commenting that she didn't sound sincere.
Instead, he put his arm around her and pulled him close to her.
"S~sure you want to do that? Sydney is over there," Lauren pointed out, smiling, just to appear normal.
"Yes, I told you, I love you Lauren," he repeated and kissed her on the head.
Lauren rolled her beautiful blue eyes as though she believed he was talking in disdain. She heard Michael sigh and lower his arms and the cold it became, surprised her. She glanced at him out of the corner of her eyes, trying to find any proof in his expression and gestures that he still loved Sydney~~~Or that he didn't.
"Hello, Lauren."
She almost jumped when she was addressed. She forced a smile when she realized they were two of her husband's dearest friends.
"Hello Agent Bristow, Agent Weiss, how are you this evening?"
"Tired. I got maybe two hours of sleep since returning from Sofia," Sydney groaned, but she didn't look the least bit tired, with her shoulders rolled back and her head held high. "Are you joining us for the briefing?"
"Yes. It seems I am going to have to schedule yet another meeting with Mr. Sloane," she grinned, but it slid off her face when she saw suspicion growing in Sydney's eyes.
Fortunately she instead turned to Weiss. "Let's go.
"Uh~~~right. After you."
Sydney cast Lauren one more glance and her heart was filled with dread.
Something was going on.
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Dixon stepped up to the middle of the room, Vaughn, Lauren and Marshall assembled on one side, Sydney, her father and Weiss on the other.
The Director turned to the overhead and pushed a button. A picture of the present Preside of the New CORNU (Control of Russian Nuclear Ussage) was displayed.
Sydney exchanged glanced with her father, who looked calm, which didn't surprise her. Jack Bristow never lost control, whether the situation was in his control or not.
She glanced at Weiss who smiled grimly.
Across the room the Vaughns exchanged a glance. Lauren reminded him greatly of Hermione Granger, the know-it-all from the Harry Potter series who really knew it all.
"This is David Belzarin, the acting President of the CORNU organization."
"That's the control of Russian Nuclear Usage Organization," Marshall put in, earning him an annoyed, "Thanks for stating the obvious," glare from everyone except Sydney who rewarded him with a smile of appreciation.
"T~Thank you, Marshall. Now as I was saying, this man is in danger. Appears there is a biological weapon inside this man's ear."
The room grew silent.
"Are you saying there is a biological weapon in his ear?" Weiss repeated and Dixon confirmed it with a nod.
"But why? Does that mean he's part of the Covenant?" Sydney demanded and Lauren tried not to roll her eyes at the comment.
"No, Agent Bristow. WE have received interesting intel from Mr. Sloane that Mr. Belzarin recently had a phase of hearing loss and he was put into a hospital and received a cochlear transplant."
"And you think the Covenant had something to do with the procedure?" Sydney acknowledged and Dixon confirmed it with another nod.
"Vaughn and Bristow," Dixon called out and two agents raised their heads. Michael tried carefully not to look at Sydney.
"I'm sending you two on a mission to Moscow. Your mission is to infiltrate the meeting that the CORNU is going to hold. Vaughn, you are going to be the new V.I.P member from the U.S and Agent Bristow, you are going to serve as his translator."
Dixon paused and let that sink in.
"We are going to have you deactivate their generator which basically is going to be entering a code and pressing of a button. After this, while the power is out, we are going to detonate the weapon for three hours, put in a code that Marshall will give you to destroy the timer. Then you will kidnap Belzarin and transport him to a hospital where we already have specialized agents standing by to remove the weapon and then reput in a new cochlear implant. Is this understood?"
Vaughn and Sydney exchanged an angsty stare that gave Lauren a heart attack and a moment Weiss lived for.
"Yes," they replied with unison.
"Great, You leave at once."
After those words were uttered, Marshall took the floor, explaining in his hyperventilating voice in "einstein-language," how to work the calculator-sized remote.
Vaughn found himself paying attention to only what he needed to know and the other twenty minutes he spent, taking hold of his wife's hand and stroke her palm with his thumb.
Sydney found herself straying from Marshall's indiginous speech. Yeah, she would want to know how it worked but after all the gizmos she'd had to deal with, she'd noticed a pattern. And she was instead glancing over at Michael who was snuggling his wife, only she didn't look like she was enjoying it.
After Marshall's rant-full explanation, cut by Jack Bristow, the meeting concluded and the crowd dissipated, leaving Vaughn, Syd and Lauren staring at each other.
"W~well, I guess I'll see you on the plane, Agent Vaughn," Sydney stammered, looking very uncomfortable.
"O~Okay," he replied but Lauren cut it with a "Actually, I'll leave. I have to go myself. I have a meeting with Sloane."
"Becareful," Michael cautioned her, looking very serious.
"I always am."
Sydney watched as Vaughn pulled his wife to him and kissed her, caressing her as though he wasn't sure when they would see each other again. Michael pulled back then hugged her close to his body, his face twisted in anguish.
"I'm going~~~see you when you get back."
"I look forward to it," he told her, making sure she heard it. Lauren smooched him once more then slowly let go of his hand and left the office.
Vaughn then glanced over at Sydney, looking even worse than before. Sydney just gave him a smile, in hopes he would return something.
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"I'm still sure it's the Covenant," Jack was proclaiming as they self- stored in one of the empty storage rooms. He was typing furiously on the computer. "I'm betting though if it's not, it's a subsidary group."
Jack glanced at his daughter who was leaned forward on her clasped hands, her eyes looked focused, but not on Jack's conversation.
"Sydney, is there something wrong?"
"Will you yell at me if I said I wasn't sure?"
Jack didn't say anything for a moment then demanded, "is it Vaughn, because if you don't want him to go on the mission with you, I'd be glad to take his place. I can be an American newbie."
"No dad~~~I can't have you saving me from my problems. Besides, I think you're misunderstanding something. I'm not bothered being around Vaughn~~~it's just~~~he's being hostile towards me," Sydney stammered.
"Hostile?" Jack scoffed, knowing very well Vaughn could never be hostile toward his daughter and mean it. "Can you explain what you mean by that?"
"Just, I called him to inform him about the briefing and he bit my head off, then I tried to talk to him before the briefing and he just went on about being proud of Lauren and her being able to deal with me."
Jack grabbed Sydney's hand, the look in his eyes indicated he was ready to kill Vaughn. "Daughter of mine, you know you're better than him."
"No~~~and like I told you, it's not about him. I~~~I don't know what's going to make me say this but I think Michael should be let out of the obligation to the CIA."
"WHAT?"
"He's married to someone of the NSC. It's ruining his life!"
"He's ruined yours!" Let him hide it from his wife. We need the time to figure out what's going on, what really happened before the NSC do."
"I know, because of the invasive brain surgery, but that wouldn't' matter would it because I think the NSC already knows," she blurted out and Jack flipped his head so hard it cracked.
"Who told you this?" he demanded, looking very stern, the way he looked when he was scared for his daughter's life.
"No one. It's just Vaughn and his wife are having problems and that's the only thing I can think of. That it's because he's~~~fighting to protect me."
"That's not important, what's important is for me to find out if what you're saying is true. Then we've got to make damn sure that Lauren didn't say anything."
"D~dad~~~I~I'm so scared. I don't want to lose the memories I have," she whimpered and Jack was pained to see how hurt Sydney looked.
"D~Don't worry, Sydney. I will make sure you will be fine. Daddy is going to protect you," he promised as he pulled her into his arms. "You don't worry about a thing and go do your mission. I'll see you when you get back."
She nodded, holding him tightly, making sure she got a good one in case she never saw him again.
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Part IV: Is it Just me or is it getting too tense?
Lauren moved past a new group of trainees who were currently in orientation, looking more enthusiastic than the last group, which amazed her, they'd been wired.
She somehow gracefully made it away from them without one strand of her bun moving out of place. She let out a breath and went through the door where things always seemed to be busy. The Joint Task Force.
"Mornin Lauren," Marshall greeted and then paused for a moment to grin at Carrie who was on his arm as though he was escorting her to a formal high school function. "I just made as rhyme! Hey! That's it, we're going to name her, Lauren."
"And if it's a boy?" Carrie put in, teasingly.
Marshall bit his lip and concentrated hard, which blew Carrie's mind. Marshall was the CIA's gizmo guy. He was a calculus genius.
"Sorry Ms. Reed," Carrie lamented and then steered Marshall away, who was pondering, "Well, what name rhymes with Lauren?"
Lauren watched the two leave, amused. Marshall and Carrie were complete opposite, yet they stuck together likes peas of a pod.
She stared down at her feet after spotting Michael who had just entered the room, looking very torn and seeing how awful the sight was made her heart race, knowing that it could very well be because of the fight they'd had earlier.
She found herself turning away when Michael noticed her and felt foolish. It was as though she was playing hard-to-get.
She could barely keep from smiling though when she saw a pair of polished black shoes stop next to hers.
"Hello sweetheart."
"Michael."
"Are you still going to do this? Ignore me because I don't think Syd deserves to go through a lobotomy?" Michael complained when he realized that Lauren's expression was tight.
"I'm talking to you, aren't I?"
Michael refrained from commenting that she didn't sound sincere.
Instead, he put his arm around her and pulled him close to her.
"S~sure you want to do that? Sydney is over there," Lauren pointed out, smiling, just to appear normal.
"Yes, I told you, I love you Lauren," he repeated and kissed her on the head.
Lauren rolled her beautiful blue eyes as though she believed he was talking in disdain. She heard Michael sigh and lower his arms and the cold it became, surprised her. She glanced at him out of the corner of her eyes, trying to find any proof in his expression and gestures that he still loved Sydney~~~Or that he didn't.
"Hello, Lauren."
She almost jumped when she was addressed. She forced a smile when she realized they were two of her husband's dearest friends.
"Hello Agent Bristow, Agent Weiss, how are you this evening?"
"Tired. I got maybe two hours of sleep since returning from Sofia," Sydney groaned, but she didn't look the least bit tired, with her shoulders rolled back and her head held high. "Are you joining us for the briefing?"
"Yes. It seems I am going to have to schedule yet another meeting with Mr. Sloane," she grinned, but it slid off her face when she saw suspicion growing in Sydney's eyes.
Fortunately she instead turned to Weiss. "Let's go.
"Uh~~~right. After you."
Sydney cast Lauren one more glance and her heart was filled with dread.
Something was going on.
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Dixon stepped up to the middle of the room, Vaughn, Lauren and Marshall assembled on one side, Sydney, her father and Weiss on the other.
The Director turned to the overhead and pushed a button. A picture of the present Preside of the New CORNU (Control of Russian Nuclear Ussage) was displayed.
Sydney exchanged glanced with her father, who looked calm, which didn't surprise her. Jack Bristow never lost control, whether the situation was in his control or not.
She glanced at Weiss who smiled grimly.
Across the room the Vaughns exchanged a glance. Lauren reminded him greatly of Hermione Granger, the know-it-all from the Harry Potter series who really knew it all.
"This is David Belzarin, the acting President of the CORNU organization."
"That's the control of Russian Nuclear Usage Organization," Marshall put in, earning him an annoyed, "Thanks for stating the obvious," glare from everyone except Sydney who rewarded him with a smile of appreciation.
"T~Thank you, Marshall. Now as I was saying, this man is in danger. Appears there is a biological weapon inside this man's ear."
The room grew silent.
"Are you saying there is a biological weapon in his ear?" Weiss repeated and Dixon confirmed it with a nod.
"But why? Does that mean he's part of the Covenant?" Sydney demanded and Lauren tried not to roll her eyes at the comment.
"No, Agent Bristow. WE have received interesting intel from Mr. Sloane that Mr. Belzarin recently had a phase of hearing loss and he was put into a hospital and received a cochlear transplant."
"And you think the Covenant had something to do with the procedure?" Sydney acknowledged and Dixon confirmed it with another nod.
"Vaughn and Bristow," Dixon called out and two agents raised their heads. Michael tried carefully not to look at Sydney.
"I'm sending you two on a mission to Moscow. Your mission is to infiltrate the meeting that the CORNU is going to hold. Vaughn, you are going to be the new V.I.P member from the U.S and Agent Bristow, you are going to serve as his translator."
Dixon paused and let that sink in.
"We are going to have you deactivate their generator which basically is going to be entering a code and pressing of a button. After this, while the power is out, we are going to detonate the weapon for three hours, put in a code that Marshall will give you to destroy the timer. Then you will kidnap Belzarin and transport him to a hospital where we already have specialized agents standing by to remove the weapon and then reput in a new cochlear implant. Is this understood?"
Vaughn and Sydney exchanged an angsty stare that gave Lauren a heart attack and a moment Weiss lived for.
"Yes," they replied with unison.
"Great, You leave at once."
After those words were uttered, Marshall took the floor, explaining in his hyperventilating voice in "einstein-language," how to work the calculator-sized remote.
Vaughn found himself paying attention to only what he needed to know and the other twenty minutes he spent, taking hold of his wife's hand and stroke her palm with his thumb.
Sydney found herself straying from Marshall's indiginous speech. Yeah, she would want to know how it worked but after all the gizmos she'd had to deal with, she'd noticed a pattern. And she was instead glancing over at Michael who was snuggling his wife, only she didn't look like she was enjoying it.
After Marshall's rant-full explanation, cut by Jack Bristow, the meeting concluded and the crowd dissipated, leaving Vaughn, Syd and Lauren staring at each other.
"W~well, I guess I'll see you on the plane, Agent Vaughn," Sydney stammered, looking very uncomfortable.
"O~Okay," he replied but Lauren cut it with a "Actually, I'll leave. I have to go myself. I have a meeting with Sloane."
"Becareful," Michael cautioned her, looking very serious.
"I always am."
Sydney watched as Vaughn pulled his wife to him and kissed her, caressing her as though he wasn't sure when they would see each other again. Michael pulled back then hugged her close to his body, his face twisted in anguish.
"I'm going~~~see you when you get back."
"I look forward to it," he told her, making sure she heard it. Lauren smooched him once more then slowly let go of his hand and left the office.
Vaughn then glanced over at Sydney, looking even worse than before. Sydney just gave him a smile, in hopes he would return something.
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"I'm still sure it's the Covenant," Jack was proclaiming as they self- stored in one of the empty storage rooms. He was typing furiously on the computer. "I'm betting though if it's not, it's a subsidary group."
Jack glanced at his daughter who was leaned forward on her clasped hands, her eyes looked focused, but not on Jack's conversation.
"Sydney, is there something wrong?"
"Will you yell at me if I said I wasn't sure?"
Jack didn't say anything for a moment then demanded, "is it Vaughn, because if you don't want him to go on the mission with you, I'd be glad to take his place. I can be an American newbie."
"No dad~~~I can't have you saving me from my problems. Besides, I think you're misunderstanding something. I'm not bothered being around Vaughn~~~it's just~~~he's being hostile towards me," Sydney stammered.
"Hostile?" Jack scoffed, knowing very well Vaughn could never be hostile toward his daughter and mean it. "Can you explain what you mean by that?"
"Just, I called him to inform him about the briefing and he bit my head off, then I tried to talk to him before the briefing and he just went on about being proud of Lauren and her being able to deal with me."
Jack grabbed Sydney's hand, the look in his eyes indicated he was ready to kill Vaughn. "Daughter of mine, you know you're better than him."
"No~~~and like I told you, it's not about him. I~~~I don't know what's going to make me say this but I think Michael should be let out of the obligation to the CIA."
"WHAT?"
"He's married to someone of the NSC. It's ruining his life!"
"He's ruined yours!" Let him hide it from his wife. We need the time to figure out what's going on, what really happened before the NSC do."
"I know, because of the invasive brain surgery, but that wouldn't' matter would it because I think the NSC already knows," she blurted out and Jack flipped his head so hard it cracked.
"Who told you this?" he demanded, looking very stern, the way he looked when he was scared for his daughter's life.
"No one. It's just Vaughn and his wife are having problems and that's the only thing I can think of. That it's because he's~~~fighting to protect me."
"That's not important, what's important is for me to find out if what you're saying is true. Then we've got to make damn sure that Lauren didn't say anything."
"D~dad~~~I~I'm so scared. I don't want to lose the memories I have," she whimpered and Jack was pained to see how hurt Sydney looked.
"D~Don't worry, Sydney. I will make sure you will be fine. Daddy is going to protect you," he promised as he pulled her into his arms. "You don't worry about a thing and go do your mission. I'll see you when you get back."
She nodded, holding him tightly, making sure she got a good one in case she never saw him again.
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