Someone's Watching - A Little Drabble Do Ya

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A drabble and a half...

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"What are you up to Illya?"

The blond head turned to see who was asking.  He didn't recognize her, she seemed … unearthly.

"Do I know you?"

She smiled at him.  They never remembered these visitations.

"Yes, and no.  We've met before but you've probably forgotten."

He sighed, aware of the pain in his chest.

"Am I dying?"  He asked in Russian, wondering if he were awake or imagining her.

"No, not today dear one.  Not today."

"He's awake Napoleon.  He's going to be alright."  The nurse was relieved to be able to deliver good news.

Napoleon stood by his friend's bed, relief flooding him as he considered what might have been.

"I prayed for you today. Maybe I ought to do that before we go into these missions."

Illya lay still, his mind full of the images he had seen… or dreamt.

"I think it made a difference."

She smiled...

"Weather or not"~ a double drabble story - Chapter 24 for A Little Drabble Do Ya!

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The Russian wasn’t happy at hearing that news.

“Then I must get out of here and work on my equipment so we can refine search parameters and narrow them down.”

“Oh no. I need you to get getter tovarisch.”

Illya ignored him and flung back the covers, dropping his bare legs over the side of the bed.

“Get my clothes from the closet for me...please?”

Napoleon knew he might regret it but he did just that. Illya was going to his hospital bed whether he helped him or not.

As soon as Kuryakin was dressed, Solo looked out into the corridor to see if the coast was clear. The getaway would have gone perfectly if the escaping patient hadn’t sneezed.

“All right Mister back to bed!” Nurse Walsh came round the corner, wagging her finger at the two men. “Napoleon you and Illya up to your tricks again, huh?”

Napoleon shrugged and Illya sneezed again.

“Nurse Walsh it is but a cold,” Kuryakin said after blowing his nose with his handkerchief.

“And the doctor ordered you to rest.”

“I can rest anywhere can I not? I promise you my dear I will do so, just not here in Medical.”

Intelligence Glitch - A Little Drabble Do Ya! - March 16th

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Disable the security systems, break into the building, locate the laboratory, steal the formula, exit the facility, reinstate the security and head back to HQ. Even when the details had been fleshed out, and contingencies devised, it had seemed like a simple and straightforward endeavour. It was just a shame that their intelligence section had pinpointed the wrong building.

It had taken all of Mr Waverly’s considerable diplomatic abilities to defuse the situation which developed as a result of the mistake. It hadn’t been easy to negotiate the release of Solo and Kuryakin from one of the NYPD’s administrative buildings.

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