A New Story-Chapter 8 The Final Chapter

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With heartfelt thanks to mrua7 for praise, encouragement and beta skills.



Friendly Fire is always a possibility in the career of a Section 2 field agent, when it happens; how they deal with it can either make or break them.

Link to Chapter 1-http://archiveofourown.org/works/2563967/chapters/5701682
Link to Chapter 2-http://archiveofourown.org/works/2563967/chapters/5717075
Link to Chapter 3-http://archiveofourown.org/works/2563967/chapters/5726660
Link to Chapter 4-http://archiveofourown.org/works/2563967/chapters/5738429
Link to Chapter 5-http://archiveofourown.org/works/2563967/chapters/5749601
Link to Chapter 6-http://archiveofourown.org/works/2563967/chapters/5763461
Link to Chapter 7-http://archiveofourown.org/works/2563967/chapters/5790059

Chapter 8

Three white helium balloons twisted and danced around the ribbons once used to tie them to a bouquet of sunflowers, but now they floated free, rising gracefully up into a blue cloudless morning sky. Unfettered by gravity, they soared into the heavens; becoming smaller and smaller until they were no longer visible to their earthbound observer.

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"The Meet Me At the Fair Affair"~ for PicFic Tuesday 11/11/14

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I couldn’t resist taking a trip down memory lane with this one, so forgive me for indulging myself. It’s hard to believe I was at the New York World’s Fair with my parents 50 years ago. Just like U.N.C.L.E. it's the 50th anniversary for this exhibition. I hope this little story and the illustrations bring back a few memories for some of you as well! I have to say, just researching alone for this fic was a blast. I kept looking in the photos of the crowds to see if I could spot me and my parents. (chuckle)

The two U.N.C.L.E. agents exited the slow moving white tram and hit the ground running.

“There,”Kuryakin called. “The multicolored tower; he is headed in that direction.”

“It’s called the Tower of the Four Winds,” Solo said as they trotted side by side, moving towards the 120 ft. kinetic sculpture that was in a constant state of motion.  Napoleon glanced around, noticing they were getting a lot of stares from passersby.

“Umm I think we need to slow down, we’re calling too much attention to ourselves.”

“Time is of the essence my friend. Should it matter?

“When we’re surrounded by crowds full of innocent women and children, it does matter...look there he is,” Napoleon pointed,” he’s going into that exhibit.”

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Expenses - Picfic Tuesday - Nov 11th

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Napoleon and Illya had been summoned to Mr Waverly’s office. This in itself was not an unusual event. However, they weren’t normally confronted by Stefan Reid, from accounting. Waverly invited them to sit down.

“Mr Reid is a little concerned about your last assignment, gentlemen.”

Napoleon eyed the file in front of the accountant. Reid opened it, a little too ominously to Solo’s way of thinking.
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