A Top Secret Mission - A Little Drabble (and a half) 'll Do Ya! - Dec 12

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No-one could know what they were carrying. Knowledge of it could have untold consequence, both within U.N.C.L.E. headquarters, and without. So, while Napoleon created various distractions, Illya slipped through the corridors almost unnoticed. Reaching the desk of Lisa Rogers, he nodded meaningfully. She was the keeper of Waverly’s secrets, and knew exactly what Illya was carrying.

“Did you get it?” the Old Man asked, gruffly.

Illya handed the flask over.

“I was told to tell you that ‘next time, you won’t be let out of the house’.”

Waverly smiled and sipped the contents of the flask. Veronica’s chicken soup was just what he needed to fight the heavy cold he’d been struck down with. She hadn’t been happy about him coming into the office, but Waverly refused to bow to sickness. He couldn’t allow there to be any hint of weakness.

“Thank you, Mr Kuryakin. Speak of this to no-one.”

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Comments

[glennagirl.livejournal.com]

There’s covert, and then there’s Waverly and Kuryakin covert. 😎

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

Absolutely :-)
It's a good thing they're the good guys.

[laurose8.livejournal.com]

A very well written little cosy, and believable, too. Thank you.

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

Thank you :-)
I'm glad you enjoyed it.