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1x13 The Box, Part 2
Dixon isn't taking any of Jack's pulling rank. Go, PDA!Dixon! But,
um, I can't believe he took the time to capitalize his
desperate call for help. Dude, time, essence. DisobeyingOrders!Vaughn
is on the case ... and fondling Sydney's car. Far be it from me to
second-guess my favorite CIA handler, but I'm thinking he shouldn't
have flashed his badge and should have said something like, "My wife
didn't come home from work, and that's her car. Have you seen her?"
and then taken out the goon without warning. Still, he bags a bad
guy, so it's all good. Haladki is an ass. Just so we're clear. Will
and Francie bring the action to a screeching halt. Am I twisted for
finding the scene of Syd and Vaughn pointing guns at each other
unbelievably HOT? They immediately fall into a heavy-breathing rhythm
as they move together ... oh, wait, this isn't an NC-17 fic, is it?
Moving on. Way-Cool Asian Chick tells Syd to tie Vaughn's hands. Syd
says, "Uh, maybe later when we're alone, OK?" Wow, the things Way-
Cool Asian Chick will do for her country. Getting it on with Cole is
far beyond the call of duty. Again with the screeching halt.
Thanks, Willage. Vaughn does good fire extinguisher. OK, here's
evidence that Vaughn can indeed RUN FAST. TakeCharge!Weiss takes on
Haladki. Poor, poor Way-Cool Asian Chick. Something happens with
Sloane's finger, but I can't tell you what because my hands were over
my eyes and I was writhing on the sofa screaming, "Eeeeew! Eeeeew!
Eeeeew!" Vaughn tells Syd that hockey can wait. Although he still
hopes that they can puck occasionally.
-- By Souris, Vartan Ho #4
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