Dec. 17th, 2013

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Day 5

The day held no more promise than the one that had just passed. The pilot, Jerry, had been out for hours. Whatever he was dosed with got into his system and stayed there.

Napoleon and Illya spent the day roaming their cell like caged animals. The communicators were gone, as were their weapons and some obvious tools that were known to Thrush. Both agents had decided it was indeed their frequent enemy that had brought them here. The mystery now was in their solitude.

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Christmas future

Napoleon Solo whistled cheerfully as he walked down the grey corridor in headquarters leading to the office he shared with his partner.

It was a day before the eve of the Russian Orthodox Christmas, and even though Illya did not observe the holy day, Napoleon suspected it held an important place in the man's heart. The fact that it was the last time most of his family was alive and together surely had meaning to him.

Napoleon recalled that night in Paris, just a year ago when Illya had let his guard down and told him of that eve he spent in church with his mother, grandmother and younger siblings. It was no doubt a treasured but heartbreaking memory for his partner. The gifts he received that night were now memories as well, all of them were gone.

To suffer such personal loss was almost incomprehensible to Solo, as he was raised as a child of privilege and still had a family, as well as  things given to him when he but a child. Those possessions were of no consequence when compared to what Illya had lost.

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"Come, Napoleon. Since THRUSH has decided to give us all a much needed break, we are meeting April and Mark for lunch."
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Janice Jones walked quickly to Lisa Roger’s office. She had no idea why Miss Rogers wanted to see her, but she had a sinking feeling that it had to do with the length of time it had taken her to type up all the requisitions that had come in from Sections I, V and V!!. I thought that was all cleared up when I explained that I was home sick for two days. Miss Rogers chastised me for having the work in my locked desk. I mean, I hadn’t planned on being out sick. I hope…

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