Okay, wow, a long chapter, at least, the longest I have ever posted.
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Okay, you can do this. You can do this. Michael inhaled and shut his car door. He stood outside of Sydney's house. Shit, he thought. I can't do this. He looked down at the flowers in his hand, then at Sydney's front door. He could jump out of a burning building, handle torture, speak several different languages, fire almost every single gun ever made and go through life and death situations every day. But asking a woman out that he simply adored, was quite a task for him. Michael regained his wits and walked up to the door. Okay, here goes. He rang the door bell and waited. He didn't have to wait for long, because he heard from the other side, the locks unlocking. Michael smiled as the door opened, but it quickly disappeared when a man answered it. Michael looked over the man's shoulder. "Is, Sydney here?"
The man sized Michael up and replied. "Who are you?"
"Uh, Michael, Michael Vaughn."
The man nodded. "Hiya Michael. Name's Will." He shook Michael's hand. "I'm Syd's best friend."
"Oh," Michael relaxed a bit. Another woman approached them. "This is Francie," Will said. "Syd's other best friend, and my girlfriend."
"Hi."
Hi," Francie smiled at him. Sydney approached the door and Michael smiled at her. "You're beautiful," he commented. Sydney blushed, and Will and Francie walked out the door.
"Ok, shall we?" Will said.
"Uh," Michael looked from Will to Sydney.
"Oh, uh, yeah. We decided to tag along, you know, get to know ya?" Will shrugged.
You mean to see if I'm good enough for Sydney. Michael nodded and pointed to his car. "I don't think all of us can fit into my car though."
Will and Francie followed Michael's finger toward the two seat BMW. "That's alright," Will said. "We'll take my truck."
He and Francie walked to the truck while Sydney locked the door. Michael leaned close to her and whispered. "I thought it was just gonna be us."
Sydney turned to him. "I know, and I'm sorry. I tried to back out of it, but..."
Michael waved his hand. "No, it's okay. As long as I'm with you, I'm happy."
Sydney smiled and Michael handed her the flowers. Sydney smiled them. "Roses...my favorite."
Michael smiled. "I thought you might like them."
"They're perfect...just like you are."
Michael smiled and handed her his arm. "Shall we?"
Sydney slipped her arm through his. "We shall."
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It was going great. Laughing, talking, joking. Michael was nervous when Sydney's friends decided to join them on their date, but it wasn't bad. Not what he was fearing at all. Will did give the everlasting presence to Michael as the protective man in Sydney's life. But he and Will were starting to like each other, at the very least, standing each other. Between the conversations, between the drinking of the wine, and eating the main course, all Michael could do was stare at Sydney with such a loving and warm twinkle in his eye. He'd never met anyone that was quite like her. Not in the least. The evening as far as he was concerned was going perfect, until...
"While, isn't this a surprise!"
Michael looked up at Eric and forced a smile. "Hey Weiss."
Eric looked at everyone else at the table. "I see you're partying without me, huh?"
Michael smiled weakly and looked at his date, who smiled warmly at him. Eric grabbed two seats, and placed them by Michael and both Eric and his date sat down. Sydney gave Michael a puzzled look, but all he did was shrug. "Eric, this is Will and Francie," he said pointing to them. "And, this is Sydney."
Eric looked at Sydney and smiled. "I've heard a lot about you."
Sydney sipped her wine and looked at Michael. "Really?"
Michael looked at Eric's date. "Who's this?"
"My name is Nadia," she said.
Eric looked at Sydney once more. "So, Sydney. What do you for a living?"
Sydney passed a look at Michael, but Eric didn't notice. "I work a bank, and go to college."
"Really, a bank and college? Does your head hurt from all the numbers?" Eric asked.
Michael hit him lightly on the arm and Eric looked at his shocked. "Yes," Sydney said. "A lot, actually."
Sydney looked at Eric then Michael. "So, how do you two know each other?"
"We work together," Eric answered, rather quickly.
"Doing what?" Sydney took a sip of her wine again and Eric looked at Michael. Michael threw him a look that said 'Shut Up now'. "We work in real estate," Michael answered.
"Really?" Francie exclaimed. "I heard that line of field sucks!"
"Pays good money," Eric said dryly.
"Do you like it?" Will asked.
Michael nodded slowly. "It's alright, at times. Not the best job in the world, but a job."
Sydney nodded, understanding. Then Michael's cell phone went off, followed by Eric and Nadia's. Michael and Eric looked at each other, then Michael looked at Sydney. Michael opened his mouth to say something when Sydney's cell phone rang. She shut off the ring and looked at the screen, then looked at Francie. "Lemme guess, the bank."
Will shook his head. "Francie..."
"I'm sorry Sydney, it's work." Michael said.
"No, no, it's fine," Sydney said.
Eric and Nadia stood up. "I'll meet you outside," Eric said to Michael, then he and Nadia left. Michael stood up and kissed Sydney on the cheek. "I'll call you later?"
Sydney smiled at him. "You don't have my number," she teased.
Michael smiled back at her. "I'll get it somehow." Michael shook Will's hand again, thanking them, then left. Sydney looked at Francie and Will. "I'm sorry..."
Will nodded, understanding. "Go."
Sydney nodded and left. Will looked at Francie who was staring at him upset. "What?" He said. Shaking his head, he called for the waiter. "Can I get the check please?"
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Sydney walked into the SD-6 briefing room. Sloane, standing in front, with Julian and Lauren looking at Sydney worried. Even though Sydney was angry and disappointed with her date ending quickly, she looked at Sloane, worried now as well. "What's going on?"
"Smith made a deal," Sloane said.
Sydney's eyes reflected her fear, and anger. "He what?" she nearly screamed.
"He has made a deal with the CIA that if he names the agents he has worked with, they will give him immunity."
Sydney sank in the nearest chair and brushed back her hair. "That means us. The CIA will be after us."
"Yes." Sloane sighed, defeated. "We have only one option." All three of the young agents looked up at Sloane, having his full attention. "We have to infiltrate the CIA."
For a moment, no one spoke. No one moved. They didn't even breath loudly. It was Lauren who broke the silence and said exactly what Julian and Sydney were thinking. "You want us, to go into the CIA, undetected, kill an agent of ours, and walk out the back, unnoticed?"
Sloane shook his head. "No, not the back. There are too many guards in the rear of the building. We're the prisoners are kept. You have to walk out the front."
"Shit," Julian muttered.
Sloane ignored him. "I know it's not an easy task to do..."
"Damn right it isn't..." Julian said.
"...But it can be done. You three are the best trained agents SD-6 has ever had. You three can it done."
Sydney looked at Lauren and Julian who silently looked back at her, each decided if this was worth the risk. To them all, life was a risk. Sydney looked up at Sloane. "We'll do it." Sloane nodded and smiled at them.
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Michael walked into the CIA with Eric and Nadia at his side. Kendall joined them and escorted them back to the holding area. "I see you've already met Agent Santos."
"Only formally," Michael replied.
"Agent Santos is from Argentina Intelligence. She's here to help bring an end to the SD-6 and it's allies."
Michael looked at Nadia. "When were they interested in SD-6?"
"When we found out we had information that was leaked from our department. Double agents." Nadia said. "They've made it personal, and I will make sure I am part of the reason SD-6 is destroyed, and I will look into the faces of the murders that killed my family."
"Agents from SD-6?"
Nadia looked at Michael. "Nicholas Casanova was a good man. He was my husband."
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Julian pulled the SUV in the front the CIA building. He shut off the engine and looked back at Sydney finishing putting on her gear, and Lauren applying her wig to match her Alias. "Okay," he started. "Are we set?"
"Rocking on ready and rolling on go," Sydney replied.
Julian nodded. "You two be careful."
"We will," Sydney replied.
"Just make sure you're at your mark when Smith is taken care of," Lauren added.
Julian nodded without hesitation. "I will be."
Sydney pushed in her earpiece. "Merlin...you copy?"
"Loud and clear, Mountaineer." Marshall replied.
"Okay," Sydney said. "Comms are good."
Lauren nodded and paused. "Let's go."
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The CIA was all about security. Everyone was checked, at every checkpoint, thoroughly. Nobody got through without being checked. They all said that the CIA was like one giant genius. It couldn't be defeated. Couldn't be outsmarted. Couldn't be dismantled. Actually, people said that about a lot of things, most of which, were outsmarted or at the very least, proved wrong. Lauren entered, her hair was no longer blond, it was a dark brown color. Wearing a black silk dress and high heels, she gracefully entered the CIA building and walked up to the guards at the checkpoint. They asked her to put her purse through the scanner, and smiling at them sweetly, she did so. After the guards cleared her purse, they asked her to step through the metal detector, and she did. She grabbed her purse and the guard to her right picked up a clipboard. "What's your business here?" he asked her.
"I have a meeting, with an agent..." Lauren took out a card and handed it to him. "Kendall."
The guard looked at it, then her and handed it back to her. "You can find agent Kendall's office on the third floor."
Lauren nodded and walked to the elevator. Inside, she hit the button to close the doors, then hit the basement button. A light flashed, asking for a code. Lauren entered on, and the light turned green, and the elevator proceeded to the basement floor.
The ceiling vent came off, hanging in mid-air, then fell down onto the desk. Sydney slowly dropped down from the vent and onto the desk, then jumped off the desk and walked to the door. She slowly opened it, and looked around. "Ok Merlin, I need your help here."
At SD-6, Marshall nodded and went to work on his computer. A moment later, he came back into Sydney's ear. "Ok," he said. "The security footage is looped. You have about three minutes before they notice."
Sydney nodded, and looked outside of the door once more, then ran down the corridor. "Freelancer, what room is Smith in?"
Julian, still in the SUV, glanced at his computer screen, hacked into the CIA mainframe. "Room 47," Julian replied.
Lauren stepped out of the elevator and walked down the hall
Kendall and Michael walked into room 47 and shut the door behind them. Smith looked up at them. "How you doin' Smith?" Michael asked. "Can I get you anything? A soda, perhaps?"
Smith only shook his head. "What are you going to do? With...with the information I tell you?"
"Well," Kendall started. "First, you will give us the names of the people you worked closely with. Then we will find them, and take them into custody. After you tell us their names, you will tell us what their next goal is, what kind of weapons they have and where they are located."
Smith smiled and shook his head. "You have no idea what you're dealing with," he said.
"The tell us," Michael said.
"Ah," Smith grinned at him. Michael crossed his arms, wanting to hit the guy. "The agents I can name, won't just kill me if I talk. They will kill you. They will kill your family, your loved ones. The people you care most about. The agents are good people, whose boss has turned their heart into stone, and taken away their free will."
Kendall looked at Michael. "It is not only SD-6 that is you're enemy," Smith added. "But so are the agents, who view you as the bad guys. You're not just dealing with a few freelancers...you're dealing with an army!"
Lauren walked up to the guard and knocked him out. Julian came running down from the opposite direction. Lauren threw him the guards gun. "Put these on."
Smith stood up. "I won't talk. not now, not ever. You can do whatever you wish with me, but you'll get nothing from me anymore!"
Sydney continued to walk down the corridor and pulled out her gun, doing so.
Julian, disguised as the guard, opened the door to room 47. "Theirs been a breach," he said.
"Well how come the alarm hasn't gone off?" Kendall demanded.
"They disabled it. We need to get you out of here, now"
"Where's the breach?" Michael asked.
"The 9th floor."
Michael's eyes widened. "That's where all out intel is!"
Both he and Kendall ran out of the room, Julian shutting the door. Sydney ran up to him. "Make it quick, but painful," he told her. Sydney nodded and he opened the door. Smith had sat back down, but seeing Sydney enter, he stood up again. "Bristow...what are you doing here?"
Sydney raised her gun at him. "Did you tell them?"
Smith shook his head. "No."
"I don't believe you."
"I know you don't. I know Sloane said I would talk, but I wouldn't. I didn't!"
"You told them about Casanova. About Rabamldi."
"Yes," Smith admitted. "I did."
Sydney shot him in the knee. Smith grabbed his knee and fell to the floor, weeping. "What else did you say?" Sydney asked.
"Nothing," Smith answered. He looked at her cruelly. But she didn't care, and he eyes reflected that. "I'm sorry he's making you do this, Syd. That Sloane has turned you into this killing machine and that's you'll never know the truth."
Sydney ignored him though. He's only buying time. Sydney shot him, and Smith fell back, dead. Sydney looked at his dead body for a moment, his words playing again in her hand. A killing machine...never know the truth. What the hell did that mean?
By the time Michael and Kendall reached the 9th floor, the alarms went off. Kendall reached the floor first and grabbed Dixon. "Dixon, where's the breach?"
"In the basement."
"What?" Michael said shocked. "No it's not, we were told it was up here!"
Dixon shook his head, trying to shout over the blaring alarm. "No, it was in Smith's cell!"
Kendall and Michael looked at each other and took off running again.
"Seal the whole building!" Kendall instructed.
Just as the alarms went off, Lauren was able to exit the building without being noticed. The guards had suddenly become too panicked to notice her leaving. She quickly got into the black Chevy SUV and peeled out of the parking space.
Sydney had stripped down her clothing gear into a casual outfit, and Julian in a suit. As the alarms were blaring overhead, they were ordered to stop and wait. They weren't allowing anyone to wait. Sydney took out her cell phone and dialed. "We have a problem."
Marshall nodded. "I know, I know. They sealed the whole building. I'm trying to override it, but they have sealed ALL the exits."
"Well, we need one!" Julian said. Sydney looked around in a panic and then out the front window of the building. "Julian," she said. "Isn't that our car?" Julian followed his gaze and opened his eyes wide. He grabbed Sydney and rushed her to the far end of the building as their SUV came crashing through the window doors. Julian grabbed Sydney and together they raced towards the car. The guards caught on quickly and started firing at them. Julian opened the door and jumped in, followed by Sydney. Then Lauren gunned the engine and raced away from the CIA building, the guards continuing to fire. Sydney looked at Lauren in surprise, who was smiling. Sydney smiled back as Julian started to laugh.
