Dec. 2nd, 2015

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day 2 Christmas


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This story was written for one of my fans who'd asked me to create a Muslim character for her. I came up with an UNCLE agent named Goran Kovač who has appeared in several stories now. Hope you enjoy this one.


Illya Kuryakin dashed past a burning building from which black acrid smoke was billowing forth. He was heading for the forest as there was nothing left that he could do, the town was in its deathroes.


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[identity profile] jantojones.livejournal.com
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Illya had been with U.N.C.L.E. for five years, but he’d never joined in with the commissary Christmas tree decorating. A bare tree was put up on the first of December and was gradually filled as everyone placed something onto it. It wasn’t that the Russian hadn’t wanted to take part, he’d just never had anything suitable.

This year, Illya had the perfect thing. On a trip to Europe, he’d found a Matryoshka tree ornament. With her blue eyes and blonde hair, she reminded him of his mother. When the commissary was empty, he carefully placed his ornament on the tree.


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It was half past three when Illya woke. He’d been dreaming but couldn’t recall the details; just a wisp of a memory, more feeling than anything else for once.


He got out of bed, trundling to the bathroom and emerged to the sounds of rain tapping against the window pane.


What to do? Read, eat...go back to bed? (Sighing) None seemed to fit his mood.


The dream. What was it? It was creeping around the edge of his psyche, just enough to annoy him. Maybe if he went back to sleep, it would return.


Illya hoped so.


(Another sigh)
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Illya came into the office to find Napoleon squinting perplexedly at a large stack of paperwork.

"Expenses time again?"

"No," Napoleon said distractedly. "I couldn't find my pen this morning so I went to get a new one from the stationery cupboard and that new office manager told me there was a new procedure and I had to fill in a form and get it signed by my manager."

"Did you tell her that would be Mr Waverly?"

"No exceptions, she said."

"Ah."

"This is asking for more details than the armoury needs to replace my gun last month! She gave me a four page work instruction to tell me how to complete the form. She's got dozens of these. Look, here's a two page instruction on how to answer the phone."

"Yes, I saw that when I went to talk to her after misplacing my pen last night."

"Well what did you do?"

"I took the one from your desk."
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“They got to Napoleon.”

Illya’s blunt announcement brought Faustina to her feet. “How did it happen?”

“A woman, what else?”

She ignored the slight, following as he rushed back out the room. “Is he--?”

“I don't know. I can’t locate him.”
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